44 - Defeat - Again?
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By Tom Ford
Thursday, December 26th 2002 - 07:58:01 PM
Summer - 1966
Defeat - Again?
During the last game, Frank and I let Angela tie us up us her price for not ratting on us for what we did. First she tickled us, then left us in a very hot place literally, then soaked us with water, then left us alone in our room.
It was Sunday morning. As usual, we got up early so we could go to church. For church we all wore our Sunday coat and tie. We wore trousers, a white shirt, a vest, a coat, a hat and of course the tie. Since all the boys and men practically wore the same thing, we never objected to wearing them. Anyway, our story begins after church.
It was about ten when the service ended. Our parents planned to lunch at a neighbor's house. Since it was two hours away, our Dad let us older kids to play and go whenever we want, "Just show up at their house at twelve wearing what you're wearing now!" So it was clear that we have to wear our Sunday clothes while we played.
We slowly walked home, discussing what to do when we get home. Most of the proposed activities were clearly ruled out, however, for they would soil our clothes. Anyway, I discovered a pathway branching off the main road we were walking, which so intrigued me that I wanted to explore it.
"Let's explore it!" I proposed.
"Not in this clothes we're not!" my sister Betty, who also is in her Sunday best, defiantly said. She, Angela, Maggie and Nancy were wearing dresses so unfit for such an activity as going through the forest and exploring a pathway.
"Then don't!" I replied. I was wearing dark brown coat, vest, pants and tie and hat, leather shoes, which would not as much hinder me, in contrast to what the girls were wearing at least. "Anyway, I'm still going. Who's going with me?"
"I'll go!" my cousin Donald volunteered, who like all of us boys, was dressed like me, in coat, vest, tie and matching pants, the only difference is the color, which is gray.
"Oh well, birds of the same feather flock together!" Donald's sister Maggie mocked.
"I'll go with you!" Andrew (who looks like he came from a funeral because of his all black attire, except for his shirt of course) said.
"You two Andy?" Angela said.
"Yup!' was my brother"s reply.
Anyway, Frank, Robert, Jerry, David and the girls soon went home, while the three of us went further exploring. Anyway, we haven't gotten far when the path becomes so enmeshed in vegetation as to make the path a dead end that we decided to abandon our enterprise and go home instead. We laughed at ourselves at that. We would have braved the vegetation, but our Sunday clothes ruled it out.
Anyway, we soon arrived home at about 10:30 am. We opened the front door and I, followed by Donald and I. But, as soon as I entered, two boys tackled me. Not surprisingly, it was David and Robert, both still wearing their coat and ties and hats.
"What the..." a surprised Donald said, but even before he finished his sentence, Jerry grabbed him. Andrew at first was dazed at what was happening, but quickly snapped out of it and helped Jerry grab Donald. Soon, we were lying on the floor with David tying my hands behind my back, wrists crossed and palm-to-palm and my brother is tying Donald's hands, which were also crossed and palm-to-palm.
"Not again!" I complained.
"Yeah, what are you doing?" Donald asked, although we already knew the reason.
"We just want to win another game!" Robert replied.
"Yup! You won six times in a row, and if you could do it, so can we!" David said.
"Where's Frank and Angela?"
"Oh you'll join them soon enough!" Jerry answered. David then took a clean white handkerchief, and shoved it to my mouth. He sealed it by duct taping my mouth a couple of times. Jerry and Andrew also gagged Donald similarly, although they used a sock instead of a handkerchief to stuff Donald's mouth.
"Wow! Who thought of this?" Andrew asked after they gagged us.
"Well, we decided to tie them up while we were going home soon after we separated." David said. "And lo and behold, we succeeded."
"And the girls?" my brother asked.
"Angela is tied up with Frank." David answered. "The rest of the girls are upstairs, doing whatever girls are supposed to do."
"How did you get the girls to go along with you?" Andrew asked.
"Well, Angela had a big fight with the rest of the girls a couple of days ago." Robert explained. "They were only too glad to cooperate so that they can see Angela tied up!"
"And who among you thought about this whole scheme?" Andrew asked.
"Robert did!" Jerry said, pointing to his older brother.
That conversation told me that Andrew wasn't in on the scheme, and he was genuinely surprised that his teammates made an attack on us without him knowing. Anyway, as soon as we were tied up, they made us stand on our feet again. Andrew then took our hats - which was swept off our heads - and returned them into our heads. They then wrapped rope several times around our waists, cinched it and knotted it off, tying the loose ends to our wrists. They then walked us to the basement door, and into the basement.
Well, what I saw in the basement did not surprise me at all. Frank and Angela were tied back to back. Their hands are tied behind their back. On how the hands were tied I don't know. But whatever it is, it sure was effective. They were tied together at the elbows and at the waist. They were sitted on a stool, and with their ankles were tied at the legs of the stool. They were gagged with scarves tied over their mouth. Presumably, their mouths were also stuffed. They mmmppphhed when they saw us.
"How nice of you that you were able to wait for us!" David mocked, and laughed.
"Mmmmmpppphhhhhhh!!!" Angela said through the gag. Her eyes glared at my brother and his friends. It was a kind of glare that could kill. Frank just looked at them like he was going to kill.
Donald and I were sitted on the couch back to back with our legs and feet resting on the side of the couch. They then tied us together at the elbows and at the waist, same as with Angela and Frank. They then tied our knees and ankles. Finally, they took a long rope, tied one end of it to a hook on the ceiling above us, pulled it tight, and tied the other end to our waist.
"That'll make sure they don't hop around!" Jerry remarked.
Andrew, Robert, Jerry and David soon left. As always, we struggled, but after a few minutes, gave up. Frank had long ago given up, while Angela kept struggling in her pretty Sunday Dress. She was, however, careful enough not to rock the stool that they were sitting on. She gave up a little while later.
So we just sat where we are, trying to communicate to each, although the mmmppphhhsss were just unintelligible. Frank started humming some tune, but was nudged by Angela, and he stopped. We just were waiting for them to return.
About twenty minutes after they left us, and long after we have given up our struggles, a boy about seven entered through the other entrance. He was wearing a coat, and a tie. He was wearing a hat, but when he faced us, it was unmistakably Benjamin, or Ben, Donald's younger brother. He seems surprised at seeing us.
"What are you guys doing all tied up?" he idiotically asked us.
We mmmpphhhhh at the stupid question, and groaned at the boy's incredulity. We gestured him to untie us. But he seems not to understand, or pretended not to.
"You guys go on playing. I have to get something." We mmmppphhhh louder. He was about to leave when he turned around.
"Oh, if you want me to untie you or remove your gags, just say so properly so I could understand. Mmmmmpphhhhh, groaning and struggling doesn't count. You must say it with words. But since you can't, too bad!" We glared at the brat with murderous eyes, not wanting to believe what he was saying. He grinned, and left.
Damn brat! I began thinking of ways to get back at him for his smart aleck comments he gave when we most needed him. Donald at my side seem to twitch violently, angry no doubt with his little brother.
But all was not lost, for a few moments later, Ben came darting back with large scissors in his fingers. I was heartened when I saw it. The brat wasn't so bad after all! But, we soon learned that it was not free of charge.
"Just kidding!" Ben happily said as he ran over us. "But what do I get in return."
We just mmmppphhhhed at groaned at him, unable to communicate at our situation.
"I know! Each of you give me one dollar, okay?" He looked at us, and seeing that I had no choice, I nodded. I nudged Donald, who reluctantly agreed to pay a dollar to his little brother. Ben looked at Frank, who after hesitating for a while, nodded. Angela soon nodded too.
"Promise?"
We all nodded.
"Yippee!" he jumped and yelled, though the yell is soft so that our captors outside would not hear him. He promptly began cutting the ropes on me first. Soon afterwards, my entire upper body, wrists and mouth included, was free.
"Where's my dollar?"
"Here!" I grabbed my wallet and quickly pulled out a dollar and gave it to Ben.
"Thanks! I've got to go now, but give me the remaining three bucks later, OK?"
"Okay Ben."
The little tyke then scampered off and disappeared. I then untied Donald's wrists.
"I can't believe I have to pay that brat a dollar!" Donald whined after removing his gag.
"Quit complaining. At least we're free."
Anyway, I soon was completely free and went to untie Frank. I first removed his gag then his wrists. I was about to untie Angela's wrists when Frank yanked my arm and shook his head then winked. I understood immediately and instead helped Frank untie the rest of his body.
Frank then proceeded to untie Angela's ankles. I was at first confused but then Frank winked at him. He was planning something for Angela - I knew it. But what?
He soon untied her feet and ankles, and then proceeded to untie her wrist. But...
"Tom, do you know where Ben put that scissors. I can't untie these damn knots!"
"But these knots aren't that..." I was nudged again by Frank who again winked at him. I still don't know what he's planning but I got a feeling that it would involve Angela remaining tied up and gagged.
"Let me give it a try!" I proposed, frightening Frank. I purposely fumbled the knots.
"You're right. Now, where are those damned scissors?"
Donald gave us a what are you doing look and was about to say something when Frank winked at him and he decided to go along.
"I think the scissors are over there." Donald said and pulled Frank and I towards a spot in the basement out of earshot of Angela.
"What the hell are you two up to?!" Donald whispered.
"I don't know. Ask Frank here." I whispered back. We both looked at Frank.
"Okay guys. Tom and I would like to have revenge on Angela for what she did to us
It became clear to me now.
"But I thought you said you wanted to wait for a month!" I whispered.
"Well, I changed my mind."
"But..." I was cut off by Donald.
"What the hell is going on here?" Donald demanded, still in whispers.
"It's a long story."
"Guys, please play along. I've got the whole situation under control." Frank pleaded.
"And how do we do that?" Donald sternly asked.
"Just make sure Angela's hands remained tied at the back and to her waist." Frank replied.
Donald and I nodded, and resumed our "search" for the missing scissors. Donald soon found it but Frank took it and hit it somewhere. Then he said aloud:
"Where are those damn scissors?" Frank said to us loudly so it could be heard by the Angela but not by my brother or his friends upstairs.
Angela seemed to get impatient that she stood (her legs and ankles were free) and walked towards us and mmmppphhh loudly to us.
"But Angela, we couldn't untie your hands if we wanted to if we don't find those blasted scissors." I said.
She glared at us. But she kept mmmpphhhhing. Donald decided to remove her gag, which earned Frank's dirty look.
"Sorry about that!" Donald apologized. Angela surely would have shouted at us had not Donald put his finger on her lips and said:
"Don't shout! Do you want them to hear us?"
That seemed to calm her down.
"Why couldn't you untie me?" Angela asked.
"Because we can't untie their complicated knots and we can't find the scissors Ben used on us. The other scissors are upstairs, where Andrew, David and the others are!" I replied in a low voice.
"Okay, but how then could we capture them if I'm all tied up?" Angela asked.
"That's it! We could use Angela as bait to lure in those suckers!" Frank suddenly said.
"But mmppphhhhh!" Before Angela could finish her protest, Frank shoved a sock in her mouth, while I quickly tied a scarf around her mouth. "Sorry, but it's the only way!" Frank happily said. She struggled for a moment, but gave in.
We placed her in the a chair that is facing the stairs leading to the living room and tied her to it so that she would be first seen by Andrew and his friends when they arrived. We tied her legs and ankles. We then hid under the stairs so that we could grab them from behind. Because Angela was tied up still as bait, we were outnumbered four to three. We just hoped that they wouldn't come all at once.
We waited, yet not one came down. Donald soon said that he has to go to the bathroom, and exited the basement through the door from outside. (There were two doors leading to the basement: one from the living room, and the other to the outside). Ten minutes later, we were still waiting, and neither Donald nor our captors went back. Angela, who was tied for about an hour and a half straight, was getting impatient. We were worried, for what if our captors returned without Donald. We would be outnumbered two to one. Yet sadly, this was exactly what happened.
Anyway, about 11:45 a.m., Donald still has not arrived, but two boys entered the basement and climbed down the stairs. It was David and Jerry. We were both relieved that they hadn't come all at once. David and Jerry seemed surprised to see Angela in her new position that they rushed towards her. At a given signal, Frank and I jumped those two. We did, but a second later, Andrew and Robert came down and yanked us from David and Jerry. We knew right then and there that we were defeated once again.
"Damn it!" I cursed. Frank and I then raised our hands in surrender. Our captors just smiled and tied us up without saying a word. Our hands were tied behind our backs, palm to palm, and to our waist, and we were tied in the couch like we were before, minus the rope to the ceiling. We then were gagged like before.
Andrew and Robert then left, only to return with a bound and gagged Donald with them. His arms were tied behind him, and his mouth gagged with duct tape. He soon was sat on another couch were Jerry tied his ankles.
"Well, since its nearly noon, we would only tickle you for five minutes!" Andrew announced, then without warning tickled us mercilessly for a full five minutes. We laughed and laughed and laughed in the longest five minutes in history.
Anyway, after the tickling, they soon untied all of us, including Angela. I could see from Frank's eyes that whatever he was planning was ruined by our defeat. We straightened our clothes - we were still wearing our Sunday best - that were a bit ruffled by our activity. Andrew and David returned our hats, which we wore, and all of us, Frank, Angela, Andrew, David, Nancy, Betty, Maggie (the three girls were upstairs the whole time, chatting, giggling, playing dolls the entire time), Robert, Jerry, Donald and me went to the picnic area where our parents were waiting. (Ben already was there).
"What took you guys so long?" I asked my brother.
"Well, we were playing cards, and we forgot the time, and when we remembered, we saw Donald outside, so we captured him first." Andrew explained.
Donald then pulled me and Frank and asked what happened to his plan for revenge. Frank said that it was ruined when we lost the game, and since none of us wanted to divulge our plans to Angela, we just let it go. Donald and I were angry, and we blamed Frank for our defeat. Plus, each of us lost a dollar just for nothing. But, all in all, it was fun nonetheless.
So it was that we lost another game. Frank and I decided to wait for a month before getting our revenge on Angela, but as I said, we completely forgot! Andrew, David, Robert and Jerry teased as again for losing, but as usual, we promised revenge.
Anyway, we were going to leave Vermont and go home, but we played one last game before we left. As always, read the next part and find out!
Tom Ford
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Tom Ford's stories
- 01 - First Games (mm/m)
- 02 - Revenge (mmm/mm, mm/mmm)
- 03 - Surprises (m/mm, mmm/mm)
- 04 - Afternoon Attack (mm/mmm)
- 05 - Sunday Morning Offensive (mm/m, m/mmm)
- 06 - Victory! (mm/mmm, mmm/mm)
- 07 - Chester and Jay (mm/mm, m+/mm)
- 08 - Cops & Robbers (mm/mm, m/m+)
- 09 - The Unexpected Game (mm/F, F/mm)
- 10 - Another Victory! (m+/mmm, mmm/m+)
- 11 - The Perfect Plan (mm/mmm, m+/mmm)
- 12 - The Counterattack (m+/mmm)
- 13 - Angela (f/m)
- 14 - The Next Round of Tom vs. Angela (m/f)
- 15 - Curiosity Kills the Cat! (ff/mm, mm/ff)
- 16 - Déjà Vu (m+/mmm)
- 17 - The Next Morning! (m+/mmm, mmm/m+)
- 18 - Tom & Company's Attack (mmm/mmm)
- 19 - Angela's Revenge-and Request?! (ff/m)
- 20 - Negotiations (mmm/m+)
- 21 - The Initiation (m+/f)
- 22 - Angela's First Game (m+/fmmm)
- 23 - Last Game of Spring (m+/fmm)
- 24 - The First Game of Summer (mm+/fmmm)
- 25 - Vacation in Vermont (mm/fmm+)
- 26 - Robert and Jerry (mm+/fmm+)
- 27 - The Treasure Hunt (m+/m+)
- 28 - Revenge - Sweet Revenge (mf+/mf+)
- 29 - Angela's Fury (ffm/m+)
- 30 - The Hunter and the Hunted (m+/m+)
- 31 - The Night Attack (mf+/m+)
- 32 - The Second Cops & Robbers Game (m+/fm+)
- 33 - Capture the Flag (m+/m+)
- 34 - A Couple of Answers to Questions Asked
- 35 - A Father's Day Adventure (m/m+)
- 36 - A Father's Day Adventure - Part II - Dad's Boyhood Experience (MM/m+, mm/ff, ff/mm)
- 37 - Cowboys and Indians (m+/f, fff/m+)
- 38 - Flag Wars (m+/m+)
- 39 - By the Dawn's Early Light (mm/fm+ )
- 40 - Turnabout is Fair Play! (mm+/fm+)
- 41 - Tying-Up Mom and Aunt Rachel - and the Aftermath (fm+/FF, FF/fm+)
- 42 - The Island Adventure (mm/f, mm+/fm+)
- 43 - The Long Afternoon (f/mm)
- 44 - Defeat - Again? (mm/fm+)
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