Anyway, the story starts with me playing with a girl who lived a couple of streets down from me. I think I was around 9 years old at the time so she must've been 7 or 8, blonde hair tied into pigtails and wearing glasses. I don't see her around anymore more (hell, I don't even know if she still lives here) but we used to play at my house a lot and on this particular day, we were in my dad's shed figuring out what we wanted to play. I don't remember which of us suggested it but we settled on a game where she'd play a princess and I'd play a knight coming to rescue her. Typical damsel-in-distress type deal. Of course, both of us had seen enough tv shows and movies to know that any good princess who had been captured needed to be tied up, meaning that it was time to find something to tie her up with. We eventually settled on some string and I set to work tying her to a small plastic chair in the shed. Her wrists were tied to the armrests, her ankles to their respective chair legs and a few strips of brown parcel tape covered her mouth.
It was at that point that I left the shed and came back a few minutes later pretending to be her knight in shining armour!... before promptly realising that it wasn't much fun for either of us. It was just the two of us so there wasn't any villian for me to "fight", and all she got to do was sit there and wait for me to release her. After untying her, we went on our bikes and never played that game again.
Now...I don't really know exactly when I started getting an interest in seeing people bound and gagged, meaning I can't be sure if this was the inciting incident that sent me down this rabbithole. If I had been the one to suggest it, I'd assume I liked it already and wanted to try it. If she had suggested it, I guess I need to blame her (or thank her lol) for planting the seeds that made me who I am today
Either way, that was apparently my long forgotten first experience tying someone up.
