Visiting the cousins (mff/f)

[Rainbow]

It’s my first time posting here, and I wanted to share a memorable experience I had with my cousins almost 8 years ago. Names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent, but otherwise this is a true story.

For background: My name is Sophia. I am an only child, but I grew up in the same town as two of my cousins, and they were like siblings to me. My younger cousin Sarah was just one year behind me in school, and her brother Ben was 5 years older than her. Our families would get together frequently when we were young, and the kids would play outside while the adults talked inside. Our games usually had one of us playing the role of a villain/criminal, which usually meant one or both the others would end up tied up or gagged. We sometimes would set a timer, and the game was that the victim had to try to escape before the timer went off. As Ben was the oldest, he was also the best at tying, and usually Sarah or I couldn’t escape if he tied us well. I would always look forward to these games.

When I was 10 my family moved to a different state, and I didn’t get to see my cousins very often after that.

Now for the story. It happened one summer when I was 15. My parents had agreed to let me visit my cousins by myself (this was my first plane trip alone), and I would be staying with their family for a week. One afternoon while I was there, Sarah invited over a friend Amanda she knew from school, and the four of us were hanging out in Ben’s room (my aunt and uncle were at a neighbor’s house). I don’t remember much about Amanda, except that she had frizzy red hair and she talked a lot.

The conversation wandered to our childhoods, and we were reminiscing about the games we would play. Amanda shared that she had never tied anyone up before, but it sounded like fun and she wanted to try. Sarah enthusiastically agreed and ran off, returning a minute later with a beat-up cardboard box filled with ropes. She proposed that she should have 10 minutes to escape, and everyone agreed.

We sorted through the jumble of ropes and untangled several of various lengths. Amanda selected the three longest, tied them together end-to-end, and started to wrap Sarah up mummy-style. When she finished, she pulled out her phone, set a timer for 10 minutes, and challenged Sarah to escape. Amanda’s mummy tie turned out not to be very effective, and within two minutes Sarah had gotten free.

“That’s not the right way to do it, I’ll show you how. Sophia, sit here!” Said Sarah, gesturing to a wooden chair by the bed. So I sat down. Sarah handed a short rope to Amanda. “I’ll get her left arm, you do the right.” They proceeded to tie my arms to the armrests. Next they tied my legs to the char legs. Finally, Sarah wrapped the long rope around my torso, pinning it to the back of the chair.

“One more thing,” said Sarah. She grabbed a bandana from the closet, rolled it up, and tied it around my head as a gag. She then reset the timer and challenged me to get out. They had tied me pretty well, but in a few minutes I was able to wriggle my left hand free, and after that the rest was easy. I finished with 4 minutes to spare.

Next Sarah pointed at Amanda and said it was her turn next, and Amanda nervously agreed. Sarah told her to turn around and started tying her arms behind her back. When she finished, Ben got up to examine her handiwork.

“Not bad, but let me show you how the pros do it!” He wound an additional rope around Amanda’s wrists, making sure they were secure. He then grabbed a roll of tape from a desk drawer and proceeded to put a comical number of strips across Amanda’s mouth, saying it would work better than a bandana.

Then Ben asked Amanda to lie face down on the bed, and he put a pillow under her head. He had her bend her knees and rest her legs on top of the bar at the foot of the bed, and he tied her ankles to it. As a finishing touch, he wrapped a long rope around the bed and Amanda several times.

“You doin’ ok, Amanda?” Sarah asked. Amanda gave an affirmative “mmm hmmm” through the tape. Sarah then reset the timer for 10 minutes, and told Amanda her time had started. Amanda twisted her body every which way, her hair flying everywhere. “Come on Amanda, you can do it!” cheered Sarah. But it was no use. Amanda couldn’t free her hands from behind her back, and the long rope around her body kept her from reaching the knots at her ankles.

When the timer went off, Amanda was nowhere close to being free. “What’s the matter, are you stuck?” Sarah asked in a teasing tone. “Mmm hmmm” came the answer, and we all laughed. I went to untie her, but Ben said that if we really wanted to see if she could possibly escape, we should give her “The Test”. Sarah and I grinned at each other knowingly. We had both been on the receiving end of Ben’s “Test” before. More “mmf hm mmmf hmmf” from Amanda, and Sarah told her “don’t worry, you’ll love it.” I had to stifle a laugh.

Ben then set the timer for 5 minutes, and removed Amanda’s socks. Her ankles were still tied to the bar, so this left her bare soles pointing up at us. As it dawned on Amanda what was about to happen to her, she started to get frantic. “MMMM hmm HMM mmfmmf mm hmmmf!” Ben teased “What’s that? You say I should find out how ticklish your feet are? Well, if you insist…” He then started the timer and began to run his nails up and down Amanda’s immobile soles.

If Amanda hadn’t been tied down, I think she would have hit the ceiling. Her whole body started to jerk violently, hair flying every which way, while cackles of laughter escaped from behind the tape. But she wasn’t going anywhere. It was hilarious to see her reactions! Ben continued his torment, never varying his technique.

After two minutes, Amanda’s reactions were getting more desperate, I suggested we give her a break and check on her. Ben reluctantly paused the tickling (and the timer). Sarah gently peeled the tape off Amanda’s mouth and asked how she was doing.

“Oh my god, that was horrible. I thought you guys were never going to stop!” Sarah told Amanda that it was done now and to catch her breath. After Amanda had calmed down, Sarah gave me a devious look, told Amanda “The test is almost finished, only three minutes left to go,” and restarted the timer.

The look of betrayal on Amanda’s face when Sarah started tickling her feet again was priceless! Amanda immediately started howling. Sarah beckoned me over to help, and I started tickling the right foot while Sarah kept working on the left. When Amanda could briefly compose herself between bouts of something between laughing and sobbing, the few words she could get out went from threatening, to bargaining, to begging. Ben just sat back in his chair smiling.

Sarah was loving this so much I don’t think she ever wanted to stop. I myself had mixed feelings about the situation. On one hand, I had been in Amanda’s position before, and I knew how much she must want to get free. On the other hand, it was funny to see her reactions, and it wasn’t clear if I’d ever have a chance like this again. If you’ve ever tickled a really ticklish person, you know how addictive it can be. I was fascinated to see how far we could push her.

In the end, we kept going until the timer went off. When we untied Amanda, her face was covered in sweat and tears, and I swear her face was as red as her hair! She was so exhausted from the tickle torture that she didn’t get up from the bed for several minutes.

At first, Amanda was pretty pissed at us for putting her through that. But after a while she forgave us, and admitted that she had had fun.

[Ovi1]

Very nice story, sounds like it was a great experience. I wonder if Amanda ever dared to get tied up again after that.

Well written too. I can't wait to read more of your stuff, be it fictional or true.

[Canuck100]

Loved this. Hope you’ll write about your other tie up adventures with your cousins

[SilverLinings]

Fun story, thanks for sharing! I, too, hope you have some more stories with your cousins (or other people) to share!

[April]

I never thought of being tickled while tied up. That sound like so much fun/ torture

[WhereAmI]

Great story, the more tied and the tickleyer (yes I just made the word up) the better.