Jonah : Summer Camp (m+f+/M)

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Summer Camp

By Jonah

Mon Jun 08 18:04:33 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998
Hi!

I guess it is time for me to post my first story. It is the translation of the story published on my German site and it is not half as exciting as most others stories posted here. But it is a start and you might enjoy it.

The story belongs to the catgorie "adult tied up by kids" but I would still see it as a teenage story since I didnot consider myself as an adult (I was a little over twenty when it happened) at this particular time.

Summer camp

A few years ago I was a Camp Counsellor (I guess this would be the appropriate term) at a summer camp for kids from 9-13. The camp's theme was "Indians" (like in "Cowboys and Indians") and the life and history of the native tribes in America was the center of many activities. For a german kid a real indian has to have a rope (Yes, we are still influenced by Hollywood, particularly Zorro and John Wayne!) and most of the kids brought their own from home.

About 30 m from the hostel where we stayed was a hall, which could be used for ball games or partys. One morning I entered it and found myself surrounded by two or three kids. Each had a rope and before I could react one loop of rope was tied around my body at elbow level. The loop was tightened and the arms were securely tied to the side.

The rope was wrapped another two or three time around my body (still at elbow level) and secured with a knot. Then it was passed down to the knees and wrapped around my legs a little bit above the knees. Another tight knot to secure these bonds and the rope went up again. A couple of times around my legs, hip and body and finally secured to the loops pinning the arms to the side.

This way to tie someone up can hardly be desribed as perfect since my hands were not tied at all (although there is a way to tie someone up without binding the wrists at all and he still doesnot have the chance to free himself!), but it fulfilled its purpose anyway. My movement was restricted and I could only hop around the hall. They took my glasses and I had to chase them (still hopping like a rabbit) to retrieve them. I had brought my camera along and the kids had nothing better to do then to take pictures of my desperate tries. I have those photos lying in front me to remind of that episode. What is more worthwhile for kids then tying up an adult?!

After a few minutes I "liberated" my glasses and managed to free myself (which wasnot too hard anyway). During these ten days I had a few more bondage experiences involving rope, especially the outdoor game "Enemy tribes", but that is to be left for another story in the future.

I hope my spelling and grammar wasnot too bad and I am always happy to receive advice how to improve it. In school we learned to interpret Shakespeare (Macbeth) and read literature from Hemingway, Huxley and Salinger (Catcher in the rye - it certainly improved my knowledge of swear words!). But school english hardly qualifies you to read a menu or write a simple story about everydays life.

To answer this question beforehand: I did not mind being tied up and the kids knew that I probably would not mind because I was known to tolerate a lot. We had quite a few excellent cushion fights (is that the right word? German: Kissenschlacht) during these camps. I always enjoyed a good struggle, ending with either me pinning someone down or being pinned down by someome stronger. Any open-minded parent, teacher and camp counsellor knows the joy of a cushion fight. Normally one or two adults against a lot of kids.

Enough for now, there is still some work to be done.