02 - Tied by my sisters
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By RDS
Sun Feb 10, 2008 9:14 pm
Since I was the youngest of 4 children and the only boy in the family, I usually was the victim when we played games. I remember a couple of times when Susan let me tie her up, but she didn't like it. She didn't really like tying me up either, but she would always make it challenging for me when she would. Sometimes, one of my other sisters would help and she always made sure that I could never escape.
One day after school I had asked Susan if she would tie me up, Shelly was in the room and they looked at each other and they both said that they would. While I was away getting some clothesline rope, they decided that they would hog-tie me. When I came back, they took me to my bedroom and told me to lie face down on the floor. I didn't know what they had planned, but once I was laying down, Shelly slid a sock over each of my hands and told me to make a fist. She pulled each sock tight and pulled my wrists behind me, crossing them, and then starting wrapping a piece of rope around them. While Shelly was tying my wrists behind me, Susan had taken my shoes off and began to tie my feet together. Laying face down with both of my sisters basically sitting on top of me, I couldn't turn my head to see how they were tying me.
When I've been tied up before, it was almost always just my hands tied. So, this seemed very different and I could feel myself getting a bit turned on. I was thinking that I was lucky that I was face down and they couldn't see my reaction, but I liked the feeling.
Once that Susan finished tying my feet together, she wrapped more rope around my legs just below my knees pulling them together too. Shelly finished tying my hands behind me and made sure that my wrists couldn't slide through her wrapping. Of course, since my hands were clenched into a fist and trapped in the socks, I was totally their prisoner.
But my sisters weren't finished with me yet. As I was lying there, Susan grabbed my feet and lifted them up towards my butt. Shelly grabbed hold and pulled on them, bending me at my knees. Susan then got up and pushed my feet down so that the toes were touching my butt. Shelly then tied my feet to my hands and cinched up the slack before tying a knot in the rope. Both Susan and Shelly giggled at my situation because they knew that I was not going to escape from their hog-tie. They both sat back on their heels and watched me struggle for a few minutes and about the only thing that I could do was rock from side to side.
Even though there were other times when Susan had tied me up, I never felt myself getting hard before. Being a little bit turned on made me hurt a little bit when I would roll from side to side, but I also really liked the feeing. I was just relieved that neither of my sisters were aware of my excited state. But there was nothing that I could do about it either.
After a few minutes, Susan got up and left the room. Shelly stayed and watched me and she would make fun of my helpless situation. But I was defiant and kept telling her that I was going to get out of this. We both knew that I couldn't but I wasn't going to let her know that.
After about 15 minutes, Susan returned and they both sat on my bed as I wiggled around on the floor below them. They taunted and teased me as they giggled and enjoyed the moment. Suddenly one of them got the idea that with me being so helpless that they could do anything they wanted to me. Next thing I knew, they got down on either side of me and I felt their fingers start tickling the crap out of me. I never felt so helpless or vulnerable before. I started laughing hysterically and screaming, but they wouldn't stop tickling me. This tickle torture made me completely hard at this time and I was afraid that they were going to turn me over onto my back. But fortunately, they only were tickling my sides and feet. Every time that I rolled from side to side, I ended up putting all of my body weight over my mid section and I remember it hurting, yet also completely enjoying the feeling. They only tickled me for a minute or two, but I remember wishing that they would stop. Yet, I also wanted them to continue. When they stopped, they were laughing just as much as I was, so I knew that they liked taking advantage of the situation.
They stayed kneeling at my side for a while longer and after being tied up for about thirty minutes, Susan and Shelly started to untie me. I was glad because I wasn't in a very comfortable position and being turned on for almost the whole time made it even worse. Susan untied my feet and legs first and finally Shelly was able to untie my hands.
Once freed, Susan and Shelly got up on their feet and I stayed down on the floor on my stomach. They asked if I was alright and I said that I was but that I wanted to relax for a minute. Of course, this was only partly true because I didn't want them to see that I was excited. After a minute, I got up on my knees and we all talked for a while until I could fully stand up.
There were other times when I suffered from their tickling and once where I could not hide my excitement. I will try to write down these times soon. I hope that you enjoyed this story.
RDS
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RDS's stories
- 01 - Sister challenged to a TUG (f/m)
- 02 - Tied by my sisters (ff/m)
- 03 - Sleepover Tie Up (fff/m)
- 04 - How indians would tie up their prisoners (f+/m)
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