03 - Memorial Day
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By t-man
Thursday, January 19th 2006 - 01:13:41 PM
Memorial Day (1 of 2)
Here's another story with Lauren (15) and Chelsea (16). I will refer to myself as Josh (15). This happened last Monday, when there wasn't any school.
This is what everyone was wearing:
Me: Blue polo with a white under shirt and blue jeans, and Joe Boxer socks.
Lauren: Pale yellow polo, blue jeans, and Hanes socks for girls.
Chelsea: Gray wife beater, blue jeans, Champions crew socks with gray bottoms.
I was sitting around my house, doing nothing, when the phone rang. I let it ring, because I am lazy and I knew that someone else would get it.
"Josh, it's for you!" my mother called up the stairs.
I picked up the phone and heard my mom hang up downstairs. Right as the click ended, I heard Lauren's voice.
"Josh, are you there?"
"Wha- oh yeah I'm here." I replied.
"Good. My parents are out for the weekend, and my sister is at a friend's house all day, so you should come over." she said.
"Sure, when should I get there?"
"Now."
Alright, I thought. I told my parents where I was going and that I didn't know when I would be back. I walked outside into the January cold, and headed to the corner of the street. I turned the corner, and walked up to Lauren's house.
I walked up to the door and was graciously greeted by Lauren. I walked inside, removed my coat and shoes, and we headed down to the basement.
"I thought maybe we could watch a movie... and we might re-live what happened last time you were over." she said, and I could tell that she wanted to be tied up.
"You wanna be tied up?" I asked, trying not to make it sound too eager.
"Well, yeah I kinda do," she replied "there are some ropes over in the workshop."
"Alright." I said. I headed into the workshop and found some cotton clothesline that was cut up into four 10' lengths, ten 5' lengths, and four 2.5' lengths. I grabbed them all, and some scarves that were lying on the laundry room floor.
I walked back over to Lauren, who was sitting on a couch, reading a magazine. I could tell that she wasn't really reading it, but that she wanted me to "kidnap" her. I snuck up behind her and grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms down and covering her mouth.
I picked her up and carried her over to an area behind the two couches that were down there. I made her kneel, and then released her to pull her hands behind her. I tied them in an x form behind her back with a 10' rope. She could hardly move her wrists when I was done. I then took another 10" rope and tied her ankles together. Then I gently helped her stomach down onto the floor.
With her on the floor, I took a 5' rope and tied her knees together. I then tied her elbows together, pulling as tight as they would go together, despite the moans that she uttered. In fact, I decided that she was moaning too much, and shoved a scarf in her mouth and quickly wrapped another one around her head to hold it in place.
I could tell she was having fun, and she started to mmmpppphhhh softly into her gag. I took yet another 5' rope and put her in a hogtie, first starting out by running the rope between her ankles, so the bonds were cinched off. I used the rest of the rope to pull her hands up to her ankles, and I pulled as hard as I could, which wound up with her hands almost touching her toes.
She was now in a very strict hogtie, and tried to move around. She was wiggling around on the floor and I just stepped back and watched her for a minute or two. After mmmmpppphhhhing into her gag, I decided to begin the torture.
I started by tickling her in the armpits. She began to frantically squirm around and mmmmmppppphhhhh loudly into her gag. She was moving around so much that I had to stop and drag her over to one of the support beams, where I used a 5' rope to tie her to it. Now that she couldn't move all over the place, I resumed my torture tactics.
I tickled her all the way down her body, from her armpits to the socked soles of her feet. She was trying to lash around all over the place, but being tied to the pole kind of restricted her. I could tell she was loving every minute of it.
I tickled every inch of her body from neck down, and decided to give her a break. The whole tickle torture lasted 15 minutes, so I thought that a 5 minute rest would be nice. I untied her from the pole and rolled her onto her side. She was panting heavily, and I started squeezing and playing around with her boobs.
After the five minutes of her supposed "rest" and my five minutes of sheer fun and excitements, I figured that it was time to tie her in a different position. I reached out to undo the knot that was holding her in a hogtie when I heard a noise from upstairs. I stayed still and listened.
"Hello? Is anyone home?"
...someone was in the house.
To Be Continued
t-man
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Friday, January 20th 2006 - 06:50:34 PM
Memorial Day (2 of 2)
"Hello? Is anybody home?"
...someone was in the house.
I listened quietly for a minute, and Lauren was completely silent. I could see the shock on her face. She looked like a deer caught in headlights.
My heart was racing. I had no idea what to do. There wasn't enough time to untie Lauren before someone would find us, so I dragged her over to her father's bar, pulled a chair out of the way, and shoved her in one of the cabinets.
I walked upstairs slowly so they wouldn't creak, and I peered through the crack between the floor and the basement door. I couldn't see any feet, so I slowly cracked the door open, peering into the kitchen. It was empty.
I walked quickly and quietly to the hallway, where I could hear someone upstairs. I couldn't see who it was quite yet, so I went into the living room and hid behind the piano. This gave me a clear look at the stairs. I saw no one else but Chelsea walking down the stairs, wearing her shoes. She got to the main floor and headed for the kitchen.
I left my hiding place and quickly followed her. She was just about to open that basement door when I stood up from my crouching position and pinned her arms to her side. Before she could scream, I clamped my hand around her mouth.
"Nice of you to drop by, Chelsea." I said.
I led her down the stairs to where I had some more rope lying. I forced her to her knees and quickly bound her hands. She started to say something, something that I will not repeat, so I shoved a scarf in her mouth and tied another one around her mouth to hold it in place.
I had used a 10' long rope on her hands, making her hands form an x, and I used a 10' rope on her ankles, after removing her shoes to reveal crew champions socks with gray bottoms. I then took a 5' rope and tied her knees together, and two more 5' ropes were tied above and below her breasts.
I used a 2.5' rope to cinch off her feet and put her in a nice hogtie, semi similar to the one Lauren was in. Of course, I had forgotten all about Lauren. My bad.
Anyway, I began tickling Chelsea on the soles of her socked feet, and she squirmed around and mmmppphhhh'd into her gag. I tickled her all over like I did with Lauren, giving her the same 5 minute break, and my same 5 minute pleasure (only a little harder and rougher).
When I was done, I left her panting and gasping for air. I heard Lauren mmppphhhing in the cabinet, and hurried over to let her out. She seemed pretty mad that I had left her in there for almost a half hour, and I couldn't blame her. I dragged her over to her older, panting cousin and had an idea.
Now, I don't know if you remember the story by observer 2 when his father tied him and friend in hogties, and then tied them together, but that was the idea that popped into my mind.
I pushed Lauren on her side so she was like her cousin, and I moved them together so that the soles of their feet touched each other. I tied their ankles/feet together using a 5' rope, and I tied their hands together.
Now that they were tied to each other, I knew that I could torture them both at the same time. I knew that each was ticklish enough to lash around, causing the other one considerable pain (I know, I'm cruel), so I began with Lauren.
I started again at her armpits, and slowly but thoroughly worked my way all the way down to her lower sides. I couldn't get to the soles of her feet because they were pressed against her cousin's. While I was tickling her, she thrashed around like I had hoped, and Chelsea was forced to move around and groan into her gag.
When I thought Lauren had enough, I moved on to Chelsea. I tickled her in the same fashion that I got Lauren, which caused her to squirm, causing Lauren to move around and grunt. As soon as I saw that they were on the verge of peeing in their pants, I stopped and left the room.
I went upstairs and looked through the fridge. After having a little snack and watching a little tv, I decided to go back to the basement. I found the two girls on the opposite side of the room all tangled up with each other.
"Well well well," I began saying "How did the escape go for you two?"
I walked over and eventually was able to get them apart. I went ahead and untied Lauren first, since I had tied her up first. When I finally got all the ropes off, she removed her gag and spat out the scarf.
"Well, that was fun." she said as she stretched and rubbed her wrists.
I then untied Chelsea, only after getting in a quick breast squeeze. When I finished untying her, she got up and rubbed her wrists.
"I thought you and I were going to gang up on Lauren the next time we did this." Chelsea said.
"Yeah, well we can do that next time..."
t-man
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t-man's stories
- 01 - The 7:00 Movie (ff/m)
- 02 - The 7:00 Movie: the Revenge (m/ff)
- 03 - Memorial Day (m/ff)
- 04 - Breathing Control (m/m)
- 05 - Tying Up My Cousin (m/m)
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