Stories of Tie Up Games

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By Sandra Davis

Wednesday, October 5th 2005 - 02:12:57 PM

5 on 1

This is a story of how I attempted to play captor, but it didn't work out. This was still during my first bondage summer at my cousin's. Kelly and Christa were coming over for another sleep over. Now since the beginning of the summer I have always been the victim. Don't get me wrong I liked being tied up, but I wanted to know what it was like to have another person on the receiving end for once.

It was about 11:00 am, we all met at the local soccer field. I was wearing my usual jean shorts, a jersey of my favorite football player at the time, Marcus Allen (these days my favorite player is Dante Hall, GO CHIEFS), and I was also wearing a pair of tennis shoes. Kelly was wearing a short sleeved shirt, a pair of jeans, and shoes. Christa, in her yellow sundress and a pair of sandals. We played catch with the football for a while before heading back to my cousin Lisa's place.

We got there and made ourselves lunch and after an hour of watching TV I suggested a tie up game. "Shouldn't we wait until your cousin gets home?" asked Christa.

I said that I wanted to tie them up, and that my cousin and her roommates would have me trussed up before I could even ask. Kelly was game and Christa reluctantly agreed. I took them to the room I was staying in and got some rope from the drawer, and started tying their wrists and ankles. I then gagged them with cloth. The ropes were very loose, but I didn't notice, because, finally I was the captor, and my captives were bound gagged and barefoot (before I tied them I had remove their shoes).

I started tickling Christa, and Christa started laughing into her gag, and I laughed with her, (or rather at her). It felt great to be the captor. And it was all going well until I started tickling Kelly. While I was tickling Christa Kelly had untied her hands. And just how crappy was my handy work, well lets just say that also while I was tickling Christa, her feet got loose.

I knelt down by Kelly's feet and scratched my fingernail down the soul, and withing seconds her feet were loose. It happened fast that I hardly knew what happened. Kelly sat up, grabbed me and pulled me down. No matter how athletic I am, I can never seem to over power Kelly. We wrestled until she had me right where she wanted me, she tied my wrists behind my back, and ankles together. I realized how bad I was at tying people up when I looked over and saw Christa untie her own wrists.

Kelly then gagged me with her own gag (gross). Needless to say, I was mad. I thrashed around and grunted "Mmf, mmf," into my gag. This was the day Christa & Kelly made an unwritten rule for bondage; the shortest and youngest always gets tied up, and I was both. Christa was older than me by five months and Kelly by a year and both were (and still are) taller than me.

They saw how angry I was so they gave me a few minutes to cool down. It didn't take me long for my anger to subside, I was always a good sport. Besides, I found that I enjoyed being the prisoner much better than I did kidnapper. Christa ungagged me and we talked it over, in the end I didn't mind at all, though I was still upset that I didn't tie them good enough. Kelly apologized by giving me a new gag, that HAD NOT been used.

Just then we heard the door open, and then footsteps on their way up the stairs. My cousin Lisa, was the first to walk in. She surveyed the situation and asked, "What's going on here?"

To Be Continued...

Sandra Davis

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Friday, October 7th 2005 - 01:16:08 PM

5 on 1 Part 2

After Kelly and Christa explained to Lisa my failed attempt at tying them up, when they had finished Lisa started cracking up. She couldn't believe that I was that pathetic at tying people. Laura and Tammy got home a few minutes later, and after hearing the story, they themselves started laughing.

Laura walked up to where I was sitting, and told me that because of this, I would never be allowed to be a captor for as long as I live. I think she put a curse on me, because I never did tie anybody up again. Laura then untied me but leaving the gag in. She held tightly onto my arm while pointing toward Kelly and Christa saying, "I think these two should join us in showing our little Sandra here where her true place in society is."

Meaning, Christa and Kelly were going to be my captors again, but this time they were going to taken under my cousin and her roommates' wing. I wasn't sure if I was entirely glad with the situation. They escorted me to Lisa's room, where at the request of Kelly I was stripped to my underwear. Now before all you perverts (and you know who you are) start tuning up, nothing sexual was going on here. Need I remind you from one my previous stories that Kelly's logic was, if I some how got untied I would be too embarrassed to run outside and escape. And besides, I was 10 years of age at the time. SO STOP JERKIN' IT THIS INSTANT YOU SICK, SICK, SCUM BAGS!!!

So I was in my underwear and Laura took some rope and tossed me on Lisa's bed where I was tied eagle-spread. As I tested the ropes, I took a look at my position. Being eagle-spread; as always they took my shoes off so obviously my bare feet were easy targets for tickling. Let's see what else is exposed? Stomach, armpits, oh no. At this moment all five of them gathered around me...Oh crap.

Simultaneously, they started tickling me. Laughter erupted from me like fire from Mt. St. Helens. They tickled me for five minutes, but with that many people tickling me, it was exhausting enough to be five hours worth. Tears were rolling down my cheeks, and I was breathing heavily. I was untied from the bed and the gag was taken out of my mouth, a new one with a knot in the center then replaced it.

Tammy took my wrists, handcuffed them behind my back, and led me down stairs. I was laid down on the floor where Lisa took another pair of handcuffs and cuffed my ankles together. Lastly, took one more pair of cuffs, and with them attached the wrists to the ankles.

Tammy grabbed her car keys and said that they going to get fast food for dinner, "Will you kindly watch our prisoner while we're gone?" she asked Christa and Kelly. My friends nodded, and with that my cousin left with her roommates. And I was left alone, restrained and at the mercy of my Christa and Kelly.

To be Continued...

Sandra Davis

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Sandra Davis's stories

• 01 - My Cousin's Prisoner (FF/f)
• 02 - Welcome Christa (F/ff)
• 03 - Lisa Ties Me (F/f)
• 04 - Kelly Joins In (f/f, FF/ff)
• 05 - Kidnapped by Kelly (f/ff, F/f)
• 06 - 5 on 1 (f/ff, f/f, FFFff/f)
• 07 - Alice: the beginning of my second bondage summer (FF/f)

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Tuesday, November 8th 2005 - 01:22:14 AM
Sorry for taking so long to write guys

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5 on 1 Part 3

As soon as Lisa, Tammy & Laura left, Christa and Kelly turned their attention to me. I had on nothing but my underwear and was hogtied with handcuffs and gagged. During the time my cousin and her roommates were gone, Kelly lightly tickled me lightly while Christa watched TV. To give you the kind of idea of how good of a tickler Kelly was, she had an uncle that she and her family visited at least once a week. This uncle tickled her mercilessly (and still does today, I've seen him do it. He even did it to me once). Needless to say that she learned from the best, and was pro at it.

After about 26 minutes, the elder women returned. Everyone except Laura sat down at the table to eat. Laura went up stairs and after a few minutes, came down with rope, the handcuff keys and an Oakland Raiders shirt on. Now I'm a big Kansas City Chiefs fan, the Oakland Raiders are the Chiefs' #1 arch rivals. But that's not the only reason I hated the Raiders; my favorite player Marcus Allen used to play for them, he even helped lead them to a few Super Bowls, however the Raiders staff treated him like he the NFL's most expendable player. Marcus would later move on to bigger and better things with the Chiefs, but I was still sour at the Raiders for treating him so poorly. I just shot Laura my angriest look, I didn't care if she taunted me while I was tied, heck that's what she's supposed to do, but taunting me with my least favorite team was crossing the line. (I'd get her for that in later days using the classic shaving cream and feather prank.)

Laura unlocked the handcuffs and took me upstairs to her room. There she told me to sit down, I obeyed and she wrapped some rope around my wrists, tying my hands in front of me. She then tied my ankles and finished off by using some string to tie my big toes. She took me to the closet, and took my hands over my head and tied them to the hanging bar with the remaining rope she didn't tie my hands with. Laura then shut the door to the closet and head downstairs to eat. I just stood there in the darkness of that closet, once again waiting for my captor's return. But I didn't have to wait long.

A few minutes later, Laura came back to the closet and untied my hands, and undid my gag, but left the rope around my ankles and the string around my toes on. Lisa took me and put another cloth gag in my mouth, and took another strip of cloth and tied over my eyes. This marks the first time I've ever been blindfolded during a tie up game.

In the next room, Tammy was talking to the other Kelly and Christa about how I should be tied next. They just said to do a simple hogtie, and that's how I was tied. For the next hour I was kept in that position while they tickled me. I couldn't tell who was tickling me when because of the blindfold.

I was eventually untied, the gag and blindfold also came off. I was led downstairs for my dinner. The rest of the night, Kelly, Christa and I just watched a movie; of course I had my hands tied while I was watching. That night Kelly, Christa and I were put to bed. Christa wore her nightgown, and Kelly wore a pair of pajamas. Me, I just stayed in my underwear. Lisa tied us up, gagged us then tucked us in. I fell asleep, wondering if I'd ever get the upper hand on any of these girls.

Sandra Davis