It was a winter day, and my parents (I was an only child) were going for a short vacation shortly after New Year's. This would be the second time that Angie would be babysitting me. She was on her winter break as well, but obviously much to my dismay I again was told I was too young to be home along. I hadn't warmed up yet completely to Angie so I was a little frustrated that I would have to be watched by her but I thought I could take care of myself and thus I decided to ignore her for the most part.
"Nate... come on... why are you so quiet? Don't you want to watch some television, or play Monopoly?"
"Humph! I don't wanna play any games. I am old enough to take care of myself!"
"Is that so? Well, what would happen if there was an emergency, like a fire, or a burgluraly?"
"Then I would call 911 and I would run away. I don't need a babysitter anymore."
It was soon time for bed, and as Angie was putting me to sleep she noticed an interesting assortment of materials on my nightstand: a bandana, some socks, an rope. "Nate... what are these things for?" Looking back at this moment, I guess that she knew my intentions, but she asked anyway to play along.
"Angie, I just... um... I like..."
She gave me an inquisitive look. "...to play cowboys and indians? It's fine Nate... it's perfectly normal. Aren't you getting too old for this?"
"No!"
"So Nate, if a burgler came in here, and tied you up, would you be able to get out of it?"
I pondered for a little bit and decided to play. Nothing would be sweeter than to show how grown up I was. It was only 8 p.m. so we still had a bit of time. "If you are a robber, than you need to catch me first!" Bad mistake. She pinned me down on the bed in all of about three seconds and managed to tie my wrists and hogtie me.
"Let me go you crazy robber girl!"
"My my, talkative are we? Here... maybe thi will shut you up..." she said as she picked up the bandana, wadded it up and stuffed it in my mouth and tied it in place with one of her ankle socks.
"Mmmph! Grr I ghan gat out ogf dis!" but my struggles were of no use. She obviously had some experience at this thing and I was stuck. One hour later she let me loose. "So maybe you aren't so grown up yet are you? Time for bed. We'll play more tomorrow. Nigh Nate," she said as she turned off the lights.
I didn't go to sleep for a while. I tried to concoct a scheme of sorts and fell asleep., just itching to get some revenge the next day.
Before you knew it, it was morning. I ate breakfast, and asked when I could tie her up.
"Soon Nate, I just have to run a quick errand." We went to the supermarket, the videostore, and her friend's house to pick up some project homework. As soon as we returned and put everything into the fridge, I decided to spring into action.
"Ok lady!" I exclaimed as I stuck a fake knife behind her back. "Let's go!"
"Please don't hurt me! You can do anything you want! Just let me go!"
"Ha! Not that easy! Get on that chair!" I sat her down and began my fancy ropework. (By fancy, I mean horribly messy

I first tied her wrists, an then ran some rope around her waist to tie her to the chair. Then I tied each of her legs to the chair, before running rope above and below her breasts. It was kind of loose and sloppy, but she played along fantastically.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" she said as I stood and admired my captive. Quickly, and somewhat embarrased that I forgot such an integral part of the tie up,I grapped a huge sponge from the kitchen and rashly stuffed it in her mouth. It was sticking out and I didn't bother pushing it all the way in as I ran some ACE bandage around her head, so the gag wasn't effective. But it looked good, and Angie played along, mmphing plenty and struggling in her chair.
Eventually she loosed her bonds and got out. As she removed her gag, she said, "Nate, not bad, but you still have a lot to learn!"
That was very true, and we played these games even after she was no longer my babysitter and went to a nearby college. I'll share more soon. Hope you enjoyed the story!