## A Second Christmas Story (Part 2): The Surprises Begin

Post by jennifer » Thu Jan 31, 2008 10:49 pm

Well, I managed to get the first part of my story out early enough. From the feed back that I got, I think that it was well received. So, I am going ahead with the second part of the story. This was one of the more memorable experiences that I had growing up, so I am going to spread it out into quite a few parts. Anyway, on with part two.
The three of us sat mostly in silence for a few minutes staring around the living room. Sean rested comfortably reclined on the sofa. He appeared to be spending most of his time in the same way that I was. I leaned back in the chair and gave my hands a few good tugs. The ropes were quite snug and offered little slack. I could probably escaped if I had wanted to. All I had to do was untie the knot connecting my hands to my belt and then bring them to the front. But, I was just as content to sit back and enjoy the morning. After reaffirming that I was tied securely, I shifted my gaze over to Amy who was eyeing the large pile of gifts up and down. Her eyes were wide with anticipation. Sean watched my sister as well with a quiet grin on his face. The two of us had learned several of the many truths about Christmas and being patient came easily enough to us. I risked a glance over at the clock hanging on the wall. It was a little before 8 and we were not supposed to start until around 9 or a little after. I relaxed and leaned back watching the scene unfold.
Another 10 minutes passed quietly uninterrupted. Amy began sorting through the piles of gifts with her eyes trying to find hers. Then she finally spoke up. "Jennifer, which one are mine? Could you tell me?" Amy asked. "The ones with your name on them." I replied back. "Which, ones are those?" was the response that answered me. Then it hit me, Amy couldn't read. Sometimes I forgot the age difference between her and the rest of us. I leaned forward and started to rise from where I was sitting. Sean stopped my approach with a simple hand gesture and then rose himself walking over to where my sister was sitting. He bent down and took hold of one of the near by presents and pointed at the tag on it. "Amy this is your name." He said pointing at the lettering below the from Santa to line. "Anything with your name on it is yours." My sister stared at the letters as if they were a secret code and took a moment reading them into her small memory. Then she picked up the one that Sean showed her and put it off to the side. Sean got back up and went back over and laid back down on the sofa.
My little sister busied her self digging through the pile of presents looking for hers based on the newly acquired knowledge. She looked over each of the tags eagerly searching for her name without much success in the matter. Then, she finally found one that bore the inscription. Then she found another and another. She seemed amazed at the idea that all of them were suddenly appearing in front of where she was. My sister began to form a pile away from the rest of them presents under the tree. It hadn't occurred to here that Santa had already sorted the presents by name. Sean and I watched from a distance. She seem quite pleased with herself and the two us just looked on. Suddenly, our quiet morning was interrupted by a quiet tapping on the door. It wasn't a knock just a quiet tapping. I looked over at Sean to see if he heard it to. However, he was already rising from the couch and heading towards the front door. I sank back in my char and began folding my feet up under my robe the best that I could. I wasn't all that anxious to be found all tied up in my pajamas by a visiting stranger, so early on Christmas morning.
My brother walked softly to the door and peeped out the viewing hole for a moment. Then, without hesitation, he thought back the dead bolt of the door and opened it. A woman dressed for the cold weather entered the room and began to approach where I was sitting on the easy chair. She was dressed in a white winter coat and had a scarf over her lower face with a big knit cap overtop of her long hair. I relaxed my shyness and looked up at her with a wide smile. "Good morning little sister, and Merry Christmas. I see you've wasted no time in getting yourself up this morning." Mary offered as she gave me a light kiss on the cheek. She walked over to where Amy was digging through the presents and offered a quiet greeting to my younger sister. I hadn't seen Mary in a couple of weeks. Her job kept her pretty busy this time of year. Her coming was expected, but she was very early to say the least. My parents had decided to wait until a little after nine to open presents this year so that we could wait for my sister to come over. That and they wanted to sleep in for a change, which they did every year, but it never happened with 5 kids.
"Hi Mary, what's in the box?" Amy asked greeting her older sister. Mary looked down at the small box she was holding in her hands. "I have some donuts for this morning that I bought last night. Do you want one." Amy replied and asked if there were any with sprinkles. "Yes, I have a big on just for you, but you need to do me a favor and wait quietly for a few more minutes. I don't want to wake Mom and Dad up yet." Mary opened the box to reveal it's contents to my sister. Amy turned around and made a big shhh sign putting her hand up to her mouth. Mary nodded and pointed over to the Sofa where Sean was no longer sitting and told her to wait there for a few minutes. Mary rose and went over to where my brother was standing and whispered something in his ear. Sean nodded and whispered something back. Then the two of them left the room quietly together. I watched over my shoulder as best I could, but they soon disappeared into the kitchen outside of where I could watch them. I saw Mary put the box of donuts down on the counter and head deeper into the kitchen. Sean disappeared around the corner and into the hallway that connected to our rooms.
Both of them were very quiet to say the least of the matter. They seemed intent on making sure that my parents wouldn't be waken up. Amy sat on the couch quietly looking around the room. I think she really wanted that donut. Mary worked in the kitchen for a few minutes and then I watched as she rounded the corner following the direction that Sean headed. I sat and waited wondering what the two of them were up to back there. Something was going on and I certainly wasn't part of it. At least not in the a direct planning sense I suppose. However, I didn't have to wait long to see what they were up to. The two of them returned together holding something that I hadn't expected at all. Sean and was in the lead and Mary was following helping him to carry the weight. My brother and Sister were carrying my other brother of all things.
Sean had a hold of Scott by the waist and was caring his upper body across the kitchen towards the living room. Mary was following his lead carrying my brotherâ€™s feet. The two of them entered the living room quietly and deposited Scott in a seated position on the couch. Scott looked pretty ragged and groggy to tell that truth of the matter. That and he appeared to be a little annoyed at his situation to say the least. My brother was dressed in a set of two piece red flannel pajamas similar in style to the ones that I was wearing other than the color and material. He was also wearing a pair of Snoopy slippers on his feet. They were the heavy padded kind that covered the whole foot. Oh yeah, he was also trussed up very securely in quite a bit of white close line rope from head to toe. Apparently, my older brother had done a good job tying him up.
I gave Scott a quick look over and realized how helpless he really was. My brother's hands were tied criss cross behind his back at the wrists with both vertical and horizontal loops. There was another set of ropes looped 3 or 4 times around his waist that his bound hands were anchored to prevent him from moving them out of the small of his back. His upper arms were bound to his sides with rope from a few inches below his shoulders to just above his elbows. Scott's legs were even more secure than his hands. They were also tied criss cross like his hands at the ankles. This was probably to prevent him from being able to hop around at all. His knees were tied behind the joint parallel with cinches. There was also a reinforcement set of coils tied over the middle of his slippers to prevent him from being able to uncross his legs. Finally, he had a thick cleave gag in made of a handkerchief in his mouth. There was a large knot tied where it entered his mouth and it also looked like something was rammed in behind it to keep him from making any noise at all. Overall, my older brother was pretty helplessly bound.
Scott groaned a few times into the gag and looked over at me with a look of desperation. He looked like he was trying to implore my help to his cause. "Sorry." I said as I leaned forward showing him that my hands were also tied behind my back. My brother looked over at me and just rolled his eyes. Then he leaned back on the sofa and layer down where he was sitting. Scott was on his own and that left him pretty much stuck right where he was for the moment. He slouched back and rested his head on one of the arm rests of the couch trying to get a little more comfortable. Mary walked over and put a pillow under my brother's head for support. Then she also grabbed a blanked and tossed it over him gently. Meanwhile, Sean was busy opening a back pack that he had brought with him from his room when they retrieved Scott. He began to pull several coils of white clothesline out of the bag and piled them up on the floor in front of him.
Sean selected several of varying lengths and gathered them up in his arms and walked over to where I was sitting. "Sorry Jennifer, but we need to tie you up a little better too." I looked up at my brother and sister as Mary came over to join us. "Fine with me, just make sure you do a good job." Sean nodded and handed Mary a few coils of the rope. The two of them wasted no time in securing me in the exact same way that Scott was tied up. Sean went to work pinning my arms down while Mary concentrated on tying my legs criss cross like Scott's were. She offered to take the leg irons off first if I wanted her to. I replied that she could just leave them on and tie me up overtop of them. Both of them were experts with ropes and knots and in a few minutes I was trussed up just as tightly as Scott was. I gave my situation a few struggles and found out that I was really trapped good. There would be no getting out of this without help.
Mary reached into her coat pocket and took out two large handkerchiefs. "Sorry Jennifer, I know that you don't like being gagged. But, today I am going to have to insist." I was in no position to argue the point. So, I opened my mouth and accepted them. Mary balled up the first one and put it in my mouth until it was all the way in. Then she rolled up the other one into a thick wrap and tied a large knot in the middle of it. My sister worked the knot into my mouth pinning the other handkerchief back inside. Then she knotted it off snuggly behind my head with a double knot. "There we go Jennifer, that should keep you nice and quiet. Thanks for being a good sport." My sister whispered into my ear. Then she looked over at Sean and nodded. "I need to check the coffee, be right back." Mary left the room and headed into the kitchen. Meanwhile Sean went over to the back pack and began to get out a few more coils of rope and placed them on the coffee table. My immediate attention turned to my own ropes as I began to squirm against them a little. This was the best that I had been tied up in a while and I wanted to enjoy the situation.
I struggled to what I knew would be pointless, but it was fun to test the security of the tie anyway. I looked over at Scott again on the couch. His body had gone still and his eyes were closed. I couldn't believe it. Despite being tied up so tight, he was actually taking a little nap. I looked up at Sean with a questionative stare looking for an explanation. Sean looked over at me an followed my gaze over to Scott. "He's been tied up all night in my room Jennifer." He had tied Scott up last night and made him spend the night in a sleeping bag on floor in his room. (Just note, Scott had been a willing participant and been tied voluntarily. I wouldn't find out until later though. Also, his hands had been in front and there was no gag, that had been added this morning. ) Still, it looked like my brother hadn't slept all that well. Mary came back into the room and nodded silently to Sean. "The Coffee is ready I left it on warm. Are you ready?" She asked.
Mary leaned over and picked up a coil of rope off of the coffee table. Meanwhile Sean turned around and crossed his wrist behind his back. I sat back and watched as Mary went to work tying Sean up in the same fashion that Scott and I were bound in. When she finished, he sat down in the padded chair across from me and Mary applied a gag similar to the ones that we were wearing. Sean gave the ropes a few tugs showing Mary that they were tight and then leaned back in the chair to wait. Mary made sure he was comfortable adding a pillow behind him for a little support. Then, she picked up the back pack and picked up one last short coil of rope that she had left sitting on the coffee table. Without so much as another word, Mary took a quick sojourn into the kitchen and came out with one of the kitchen chairs. She put it across from the sofa in front of the TV set.
"Amy, thanks for being so patient with me all of us. Sean and I thought we would get mom and dad something nice for Christmas." She explained. "We wanted to play a little trick on them and make them think that Santa tied everyone up so that they could sleep in. Do you want to help me with it?" Amy giggled as she walked over to where Mary had deposited the chair. "What do I get to do?" Amy asked. "I just need you to sit here quietly in this chair until it's time to open presents and make sure that nobody escapes. Can you do that?" Amy smile back, "I'll do my best." "That's a good girl" Mary replied as she bent down where Amy was standing. Mary picked my little sister up and set her down on the seat of the chair. She pushed Amy back so that her back was ageist the rear of the seat.
"Could you lift your arms up for a moment please." Mary requested. Amy raised her arms forward to about shoulder height and watched Mary for a moment. Mary unknotted the last coil of rope, which was about 10 feet in length. She looped one end of the rope around Amy's waist and then threaded the ends through the spokes on the back of the chair. Next, Mary brought the end of the rope around the back and wrapped it around the front again two more time. Finally, she snugged it up and knotted it off behind the chair pinning my little sister to the chair's back quite snuggly. "Okay, you can put your arms down now." Amy dropped her arms back to her side and let her hands rest comfortably on the seat of the chair. "What's the rope for?" Amy asked with a perplexed look on her face.
"I need you to stay where you are until it's time to open presents. It's a long way to the floor and I don't want you to fall out of the chair. So, I tied you in kind of like a seat belt okay." Amy soaked up the explanation without any complaint. I think she was just glad to have an important job for a change. Mary went back into the kitchen for a moment or two. When she returned, she was holding a napkin with a large white frosted donut with lots of colorful sprinkles on it. "Thanks for being a helpful good girl." Mary said as she handed it over to my eager little sister's outstretched hands. She walked back over to Sean. "Alright, I be back in a while. You all have a fun morning and try not to go anywhere." She said with a quick grin. I watched Mary as she headed back over to the front door and exited the house leaving the same way that she came in. She closed the door silently behind her. Then I watched as the deadbolt on the door returned itself as Mary used her key to lock the door from outside. Then my older sister wandered off leaving the four of us sitting in the living room.
I struggled a little bit more against the ropes just to enjoy my situation. I looked over at the clock again it was about 8:25 or so. It was going to be a little while before my parents woke up and found Mary and Sean's Christmas surprise. My gaze shifted over to Amy. She ignored the rope around her waist for the most part. She was busy working on her donut. She took small bites and picked the sprinkles off a few at a time and ate them. I pretty much knew what she would be doing for the next hour or so. I glanced over at the sofa. Scott was fast asleep and still. That left me with my predicament and Sean to watch. I looked across the way at my brother who was just as tightly trussed up as the two of us.
I found him pleasantly returning my stare. The two of us just sat there for the next half hour or so. We each struggled a little bit and adjusted our seating to get more comfortable. But, neither of us even tried to make any progress towards escaping. The room was dead quiet aside from Amy chewing away at her morning snack. Neither of us could talk and Amy's mouth was full and busy. Sean and I just sat there staring at each other quietly. My brother looked very relaxed given his position. The ropes were secure, but not that uncomfortable if we sat still. Sean looked like he was having a really good time with this. My brother tied me up once in a while when I asked him to. However, we didn't play as much as we used to. Usually, I was the one who got tied up because I like it so much.
It was rare for Sean to be the one in the ropes and I think he missed being tied. Scott bound him sometimes, but it wasn't that often. He had been the active participant much less often since Mary left home for her own place. I looked over at my older brother. He really seemed to be at peace with his situation. The two of us always shared a common bond when we played these types of games. We both enjoyed sharing the experience of it; it seemed to be one of the things that had made us such close siblings when we were growing up. Either of us would have been content to stay like this for the whole morning. But, that was not meant to be. I looked over at the clock that was reaching within a few minutes of nine. Our parents would be waking up soon to a whole bunch of surprises to say the least. Mary had left them a box of breakfast goodies and a fresh pot of coffee without so much as a note. I think the bigger surprise was when they walked into the living room and found all of us tied up tight with only Amy's hands free and the front door locked tight. To be continued.
It really was a fun morning ahead of us. My parents were in for a big surprise, but not as big as the ones that loomed ahead for me and my brothers. Stay tooned the presents are coming up next.
I think that is a good place to stop for now. I hope that everyone is enjoying the story so far. This is by far going to be the longest series that I posted ever. I am looking at the break down and it is going to be almost 9 or 10 parts at least. I will try to post them as best as my schedule allows and by the amount of interest I have in continuing. If everyone wants to know what happens next, let me know and I will try to find some time to get the next part done this weekend.
Jennifer

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Post by whatever747747 » Fri Feb 01, 2008 3:49 pm

Oh wow, 10 parts
Not that I'm complaining though, keep going all the way!

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Post by Daniel » Fri Feb 01, 2008 3:53 pm

Take all the time you need, Jennifer!
I always like to read long, well-written stories! Yours fits right in.
Keep it coming

### Great Story

Post by rash357 » Sat Feb 02, 2008 7:17 am

Great story jennifer, I have always enjoyed your stories and this one does not dissapoint