01 - Rocking Chair Chronicles
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By ~Z~
Monday, July 17th 2006 - 06:18:17 PM
Rocking Chair - Chronicle #1
**This is a true story...some names and other aspects have been changed to protect my identity**
Up in my Attic, I used to have an old rocking chair. My attic floor was carpeted, and full of extra toys and junk that could not fit within the rest of the house. Now ever since I could remember, I have been into bondage. I found out that my friends liked being tied up too. So when I was younger, we would all play "The Tieup Game".
Now before this tie up game even came along, there was this kid, Domenick, who used to live down the street. Domenick was a big kid, and much older than my brother and I. Sometimes, he could be mean, but other times he was fun to hangout with.
So, one day my brother and I were in our attic hanging with Domenick. Some how, I cannot remember, Domenick and I got into tie ups. At the right moment I took out a duffle bag that held ropes, ties, scarves, bandanas, winter hats, headbands, and many fabric belts. I proceeded in a conversation, until eventually, I sat down in the rocking chair.
Domenick began by blind folding me with a dark blue bandanna. Then, using two fabric belts, he tied each leg to its own post of the rocking chair's legs. Then he placed my left arm on the left arm of the rocking chair. He proceeded to tie my arm to the chair using a tie, a fabric belt, and a head band (twisting it around my arm and the chair). Then he did the same thing to my right arm.
Next, he used a fabric belt to tie my waist/ chest to the rocking chair. When he was done, he gagged me with a bandanna. I squirmed for a little bit. He laughed. Then, he untied me. I then tied him up. I have always remembered my turn, but not his.
**MORE ROCKING CHAIR AND OTHER STORIES TO COME**
~Z~
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Tuesday, July 18th 2006 - 12:59:02 PM
Rocking Chair- Chronicle#2
**This is a true story... Some things have been changed to protect identities**
Once again, this event takes place up in my attic with the old rocking cair:
At this point, the "Tie Up Game" has been invented by me and my friends.
One day, I was up in my attic hanging out with my brother and my friend Tom. Now Tom was one year older than me, but we were friends for more than a year.
Anyway, we decided to play the Tie Up Game. My friend Tom, sat in the chair first. My brother helped me tie him to the chair.
First, I blind-folded him with a black scarf. Then, I tied his legs together. My brother tied them to one leg of the rocking chair. For the legs we used our fabric belts.
Then, my brother and I tied each of Tom's arms to the two separate arms on the rocking chair. We used fabric belts, two bandannas, and some untied ties.
Next, we used more fabric belts to ties his chest and waist to the chair.
Finally, we gagged him with duct tape (which obviously didn't work) and strapped his head to the chair using the extra ends of the blindfold.
Tom squirmed for a little while. Eventually, he got some of his body parts free, but we had to help him the rest of the way.
--NOW IT WAS MY BROTHER'S TURN--
TO BE CONTINUED
~Z~
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Tuesday, July 18th 2006 - 02:13:28 PM
Rocking Chair- Chronicle#3
It was now my brother's turn, but, as we came to find out, my brother did not liked to be tied up, so we skipped him. That meant that it was my turn.
Tom was the one who tied me up this time. My brother went off to do something else.
First I was blindfolded with the black scarf. Tom tied my legs together with some fabric belts. Then, he tied my tied legs to each post. This ended up to be that my feet were tied together and "suspended" between the two legs of the rocking chair.
Next, my arms were tied to the two arms of the rocking chair. First, two bandannas were used for both arms. Then they were wrapped up in fabric belts and untied ties.
Then, my waist and chest was tied to the chair, once again, using fabric belts. Finally, my head was tied to the chair using the blindfold, a headband was used to hold my head to the chair, too. I was gagged with duct tape.
I squirmed for a little bit, i started to escape, when Tom wrapped my arms to the chair in duct tape too. I was helpless. He left me there for a little bit. We continued to play on, using the same methods.
~Z~
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