01 - Portal and Basement
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By Boundhobo10
Tuesday, September 14th 2004 - 09:28:26 AM
Portal
When I was 8 and all my friends were 8 too, we played this game called portal. It was a fun game and you could be anyone you wanted to be. The catch was that when you gained their powers you got their weaknesses too. A lot of times we would incorporate tie-up games into portal, and it was often fun and ended up for me escaping from a chair.
One time we went into my basement and I gave my friends a challenge: Tie me up so I cant escape. So we all just said, "ok, that sounds fun enough." So they all scattered around my house and found anything and everything to tie me up with.
When they came down, I tried not to look cautious, I just smirked and laughed. I was to sit in a chair that swivelled and they began their work.
First, they tied my wrists to the chair's arm rests. They then taped my elbows to the chair at the back of the arm rest so I couldn't move my wrists or arms to any extent. They all took a moment and laughed and I said 'What?' They responded with more laughter and said 'Now you're screwed.' They taped my back to the back of the chair and my neck was taped to the headrest. They decided to go a step further and tie my forehead to the headrest as well with a small yellow rope that looked like simple coiling rope for stuff outside. They stepped back again and laughed.
Someone said it needed one more thing: Tapegag. They marched forward, and would have held my head still, but I could only turn it side to side by only a couple degrees or else be forced to have a rope-burn. I quickly wet my lips, something I managed to hide from them, and allowed for them to tape me.
Then they were done, so they marched upstairs cheering that they got me and started to play N64 in my room. When they went I stood up, because they forgot to tie my legs, and shook the crair off. It came off with surprising ease and I took another 5 minutes untieing my hands and ankles.
I heard them running downstairs so I decided to hide. I went to the dark of my basement and hid behind something. They came down surprised and everything and asked each other where he could have gone. I giggled a little and they went back upstairs. I took the chance to move right next to the stairs but out of sight.
When they came downstairs with my mom, I bolted behind them and upstairs. We ran around, them chasing me until they got tired and gave up. But then I gave up and let them tie me up again. I seemed to get a high out of being tied up and I loved the experience.
I'll share more stories later, now school.
Boundhobo10
USA
Tuesday, September 14th 2004 - 11:05:37 PM
Basement
Well here goes another one.
One day a few summers ago (actually it was probably about 5) my friends and I stood in the basement of my house thinking of what we could do for fun. We sat around doing the jungle book thing, you know where the vultures go "What do you want to do? I don't know, what do you want to do?"
I don't especially like the jungle book or watch it frequently, it just popped into my mind when it happened. For some reason we were all laughing when my sister came down. She looked at us as she strode down the stairs. I knew she was headed to the computer and I wanted to piss her off, so I got to it first.
"I called it!"
My sister is about 6 years younger than me and her voice always sounds so babyish to me so I never take her seriously. I looked to my friends as they all smirked back. I had Robert(10), Steve(11), myself(11) all laughing when I gave her some snappy comeback.
"C'mon, it's our turn." She had a couple of her friends behind her Jaimie(9) who I didn't think at the time but now I do is kinda fat, Katie(10) who I think now is DAMN fine but back then she was my neighbor and hormones weren't a factor.
"Well if you're not going to move, we'll put makeup all over you."
At the time I thought it as a dull threat and didn't take it as something for real. But before I could even turn the computer on, they all moved on us. Katie took Rob hostage and they all pounced on him. Me and Steve ran upstairs to my room for cover and hoped that Rob had survived. A few minutes later we could hear them dragging something heavy upstairs. Me and Steve didn't think it could be Rob because he was too heavy for them. But curiosity got the best of us and steve peered out. He said he had glimpsed them hauling a sleeping bag wrapped in duct tape up the stairs. He said he also had seen Rob's head inside of it. I began thinking whether or not I had misjudged their abilities and decided to be more cautious.
Without my knowing, my adrenaline was pumping and we had turned into covert mode. They finished up stairs and closed my sisters door behind them. Me and steve looked to each other and scared each other with a look of wonder. We both looked around the corner... No one. We looked down the stairs, we weren't completely sure all of them were in there. We waited for about 10 minutes without even making a sound. The only thing we heard came from my sister's room and it wasn't much.
"Well I did see that Katie was dragging him, so I'm pretty sure she went in there, so we can take the other two, so come on." I looked at him and shrugged as we turned the corner. We snuck the distance of the hall and peered in their door. They had forgotten to close it all the way and there was a crack of light that shown through.
"Now we've got him right where we want him!" My sister and Jamie giggled as they looked into the gagged 10 year-old's frightened face. He sat in a chair, his hands tied behind him and the chair. They had gotten creative and tied his wristknot to the bottom of the chair so even his wrists were stuck in that stricken position behind the chair. His feet were tied in the same fashion but were tied also to his wrists, like a hogtie in the chair, but not as restrictive. The had tied his thighs to each side of the chair, spreading his legs open, respectively so that he couldn't bump the chair to either side. His neck was bound to the headrest of the chair and he was gagged poorly with a ball of socks. They had tried several attempts at securing it while we watched. He spat it out several times, each resulting in one of them shoving it in further. Finally Katie went over and taped it in. It looked pretty uncomfortable that deep in, but he had struggled, and that got him in more trouble. We tried to decide if we would bust in but both of us were nervous and we kept telling each other that we would wait for a perfect opportunity. Jamie and my sis sat back and watched him, whispering to each other and giggling at times. Katie decided that it was time for a blindfold so she stepped behind him and tied it. While she was back there, she glanced at the door and we both shivered. Neither of us moved and she hald-winked at us, but we weren't absolutely sure she saw us. Even if she had we were to stunned to look away.
"Time for tickle torture." Katie laughed and looked to her friends to come over. She kneeled between his spread legs and reached over to his armpits. Later I would realize this would be a really sexy position to be in, but I had not yet reached puberty. She tickled him and he was pretty well restrained shown by that he did not move much. Just his waist, around and around.
"Mphhfff!"
He gave a whimper as Katie continued and my sis and jamie came over. They started tickling any part of his body that seemed ticklish to them: His feet, armpits, underside of his lower thigh, and his stomach. We could tell that he was laughing, but he looked to us at some random moment and gave us a sad smile.
Uncontrollably we busted in and scared them. Steve went over and started to untie Rob. I looked at Katie, who was about my size and she jumped at me. While Rob was busy getting free, the girs decided that they had lost him, but they could get another. They jumped at me and threaten to claw me with their nails if I didn't cooperate. So I did, not only because of their threat but because of the thrill of being tied up by them. So they pulled and shoved me into my parents' room and one of them grabbed their bag. They closed the door behind us, leaving me in a one-way-exit room with three girs about the same size and strength as me. I was cornered and I could hear them scratching at the door yelling my name. I darted for the door but, I was too slow. They jumped on me, dragging me down to the ground and scratched me. I yelled and gave my warcry. (Thank god my parents weren't home) They swarmed over me and laughed as they began to get to work.... To be continued
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Boundhobo10
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