
Tom: 5'9 strong black hair and blue eyes ( whose house we were staying at )
Jake/jayke : 5'11 strong brown hair brown eyes
Jack : 6'2 stronger brown hair green eyes
Katie : 5'6 medium blond hair blue eyes
Me: 5'5 not very strong
Sam :Strong brown hair and brown eyes


I had been there for about an hour and Tom suggested Truth, dare, double, torture
( His parents were away for the weekend, I was staying Friday-Saturday-Sunday :/ )
I was sat down in front of him, my back towards him. His friends watched as she grabbed my hands and pulled them behind me. He crossed my wrists and started wrapping and winding the rope around them. He criss-crossed the rope over my wrists and pulled them tightly together and made them virtually immobile. He must have tied four or five knots in the rope making it impossible for me to break free. When he was done, I turned around and he asked if it was too tight. I said no,( if i had of said yes he would have done it even tighter ) as I tried to wiggle my wrists through the rope. He got up and helped me get down to my knees. Then all three of them started wrapping more rope around my body and pinning my arms to my body. They then pushed me down on the floor. I was on my back as the three of them surrounded me. He lifted my legs in the air and one of his friends started winding another piece of rope around my ankles and legs. He sort of directed him with a few pointers to make sure that my feet were secure. In no time at all, I was bound hand and foot and helpless at the hands of three boys.
They thought it would be funny then to put a blind fold on me so I couldn’t see at all. I said (trying to be calm) ‘ hey guys this isn’t funny’ they of corse found this hilarious and i carried on talking and talking saying stop now, let me get out, untie me. Did they listen oh no they took my blindfold of and put it down they found a scarf and put it over my mouth then they put duct tape over it to make sure i couldn’t talk they were all stood in a circle and i was lay on my back i couldn’t move. I tried to turn on my stomach but it didn’t work.
My eyes filled up because my legs were tied so tightly together, i couldn’t get free. I thought I would be like that for the rest of the sleepover and i thought well it could be worse I suppose. Now I could see I knew they were all sat round me in a circle saying come on get up it’s not hard just stand up, so I bent my knees or at least tried to and just fell right back down which made them all smile and laugh harder.
Should I continue? ....
