Back when I first got tied up (f/f)

[Im.V]

Vicky here, going back in history when I was about 10 or 11 years old.
So I always liked to wrap myself up in a weighted blanket since as long I could remember, earliest memory going back to like age 5 or 6. Just as a way to escape anxiety as a autistic kid, I also had other sensory tools like a sensory swing in my room that I could “hide” in (look up sensory swings if you don’t know what I’m talking about).

So one lazy weekend day I was laying on the floor of the living room, let’s say I was wearing a white tshirt and red shorts, bare feet. Had long black hair at this time, green eyes.
While watching Saturday morning cartoons, was laying on my stomach on the floor doing this puzzle. It was one of the vintage puzzles I would think by the art work, 1960-1970s maybe. My parents had a lot of puzzles like this with that kind of art work, like country kids fishing or walking down a dirt path. This one in particular I had always found intriguing, as when the puzzle was done it shown two boys. One boy lay on the ground hogtied as the other boy stood over him with a toy revolver in hand playing some cowboy game.

You could say that’s how my fantasy started, I liked doing this particular puzzle to see this scene of this boy being tied up for some game, trying to picture in my head how it would lead to this moment and how he might squirm around. In the modern day today, i can not find that puzzle, once I found it on eBay online that I wished I had the money to buy it at the time.

But most of the time when I finish this puzzle it causes me to want to feel that tightness around me, as it feels like my body would just burst apart if I do not do something about it. Then I’ll get my weighted blanket and roll myself into it.

After putting the puzzle away on the self, I grabbed my weighted blanket from my room and came back down to the living room so I could continue watching TV. Just as I lay the blanket down on the floor, an idea came to my head and made my way to the kitchen and grabbed the roll of duct tape. Still in the kitchen, I ripped a piece of tape and smoothed it over my mouth.
I put the tape back in the drawer and skipped back into the living room making playful noises in my tape gag. With the blanket sprawled out on the wooden floor of the living room, I lay on one side of the blanket and rolled myself into it like a burrito with my head and feet sticking out on either end.

I playfully wiggled around as I lay on my back, pretending that I’m a captive in my own blanket. After some time my older sister May came down the stairs, first she walked by me without taking notice of the usual sight of me wrapped in the blanket. Then May noticed the piece of tape over my mouth and chuckled “Vicky, did you tie yourself up?” I nodded my head and said “Mmph hhhmmmmph.”
May chuckled and sat on the couch and watched the show that was on at the time. During a break in the show, May got up and disappeared into the kitchen, returning with the roll of duct tape.

My heart started beating faster as May freed the end of the the roll while moving closer to me. “Let me help you out some” May said. She smoothed the end of the tape on the wooden floor, then brought the tape over me at elbow level and ripped the tape off the roll, smoothing the other end of the long piece on the other side of me on the floor.
I giggled playful as May repeated this process least six more times until I was taped down to the floor at elbow level, at my waist, knees, ankles, then moved up to my shoulders, then over my lips adding to the gag, to where my head was taped down.

“Mmph mmmmppph” I mumbled as I wiggled playfully. May sat back down on the couch to watch TV, where it was hard for me to look at the screen with my head taped, I didn’t mind it as I enjoyed the new sensation. The tape kept me from unrolling myself out of the blanket, even though I could still move my arms some within the blanket.
I wiggled side to side playfully in my new found captive position for about half of a cartoon show before May challenged me to see if I could really get out.

So I tugged hard to the left, then the right. My arms under the blanket moved up to my belly to try and push the tape. After a minute the tape came loose from the floor, all except for the strip of tape over my mouth. So I was wiggling my body around with my head still taped down for another minute or two before I could wiggle my hands up and out of the blanket to help free my head.

I freed myself maybe just under ten minutes, which May clapped and said playfully “yay she did it!” I stood up and helped May clean up the tape. “You know, I wouldn’t mind trying it again for real. It was pretty fun” I said laying on the couch.
“For real like what, tying you up?” May asked. “Yeah” I replied, I crossed my hands behind my back and wiggled my upper body around in a game of pretend.
“I could replicate it right now” May said, she sat on the back of my legs, and she grabbed ahold of my wrists and held them in a tight grip.

I twist and turn, straining against May’s grip as she held onto my wrists with one hand, with her body weight pinning my legs down on the couch. “Come on, break free” May teased me, both of us giggling as I squirmed.
I yelped as I felt May poking me in the side saying “going to stop me?” Then I burst out laughing as I felt her fingers dancing on the bottoms of my feet.
My effort to break free was intensified as I thrust around, soon I spilled my hands out of May’s grip. Only for May to continue to tickle my feet with both hands now as I thrash around on the couch until I could slip my feet out for under her.

Me and May ended our fun with both of us giggling, and we go on the rest of our day as normal.

[Bondage93]

This is a fun and cute story, I used to wrap myself up in a wool blanket and pretend I had been cocooned by a spider. Nice to see you had a fun experience

[Dpsiic]

Sweet story

[Im.V]

Glad everyone enjoyed the story. I also figured out what that puzzle was, it was a 1960 puzzle of Dennis the Menace

[Dpsiic]

That makes sense Vicky.