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The Walkster : 12 - Over Thanksgiving (m+f+/m, m/f)

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By The Walkster

Monday, November 28th 2005 - 12:13:59 AM

Over Thanksgiving (Part 1)

Over thanksgiving, my parents had a nice big barbeque with all their friends, and since my sister was out celebrating with friends, I was in charge of babysitting my parent's friend's kids. Fun.

There were seven of them, 2 were age 13, a boy and a girl, 1 was age 11 a boy, 3 were age 10 two girls and one boy, and 1 was age 8, a boy. I myself am 15. I was to take care of them for an entire day while the adults partied away out in the (quite expansive) backyard, while I sat with them in the basement for almost 13 hours. We would go up during the dinner obviously, but since I have reason to be believe there was quite a bit of drinking going on before and after the dinner, maybe even during, we were ordered to stay downstairs. The downstairs has a bathroom and the like anyway, so we were set.

Now, since I was taking care of younger children, everything we did had to be child appropriate, which gets old fast. We got through Harry Potter, which the 8 year old brought, and everyone seemed to enjoy it but me. One of them also brought Lemony Snicket or some crap like that, which I objected to, but they all seemed into it. (I think the 13 year old kids were just feigning interest to piss me off). I went over to the shelves to look for another movie, and when I didn't see one, went up to the more varied upstairs shelves. I picked out Groundhog Day with Bill Murray, which I think is a hilarious movie, but is still PG and child appropriate.

I was gone only about 7-8 minutes, but when I returned down, everyone was gone. "****" I thought. I started looking when they all burst out of assorted hiding spots and tackled me. 7 on 1, not the best odds in the world. They kind of moshed around on me until finally I heard duct tape being peeled off a roll. "****", but this time I said it outloud. My wrists began to be bound, but fairly intricately, considering it was tape being used. I guessed one of these 13 year olds, if not both, had a little hobby of their own. They bound my legs in the same way, all over, securing every inch of my body that could possibly help me escape, then finally ripped off my shoes and socks, took BOTH of the sock, shoved them in my mouth, and taped it shut with enough tape to build a space station. I wasn't going anywhere.

They carried (sorry, DRAGGED) me into a closet, piled all sorts of things on top of me, and left me there while they all went and watched movies. I struggled like crazy, but made no progress at all. After what must have been 2 hours, as it seemed they finished a movie, they pulled me out, dragged me over to the bathroom, and left me in the bathtub, shutting and locking the door. I tried to get out to cut myself free on something, but I couldn't even get out.

After a little they came in again, (I found it funny how they travelled as a pack,) and turned on the water, FRIGID ****ING COLD, if you're wondering. all I could do was "MMMMPH" at them. Thankfully, it felt like the water was loosening the tape, but I pretended it wasn't for my own sake. After the tub was about 3/4 full, they all took turns submerging my head, or just taking cups and pouring water on my face, or just generally slapping me about. After who knows how long, TOO LONG, they finally left me alone in the water, and I managed to work myself free of the binds. I tried to get out as quietly as I could, opened the door quietly, saw they were engrossed in some TV show, and I snuck upstairs. I changed, dryed off, and decided I would risk it and try to take them all, one by one, but this time I brought a pocket knife in my back pocket to free myself in a possible (and likely) capture.

I peered out, they were still watching. When it was over the 'pack' started to move over to the bathroom. Now was my chance, I figured. Once most were inside, I grabbed the person closest to the back, the 13 year old girl, kicked the others inside, slammed the door, and blocked it with a chair. She struggled, but I managed to get her tied well enough. I carried her, still handgagged upstairs, until I found the dirtiest sock I could and gagged her with it. She 'MMMPH'ed at me, but she deserved it. I hoisted her OTS up to my room, where I put her under my bed, then, in what I thought was a crafty and impressive move, managed to secure her under it by using rope I had to tie her to the springs of the bed. I then lowered sheets over the sides so she couldn't be seen, and turned on a fan to full to help muffle her noise. It was like nothing was wrong. Beautiful.

I went back downstairs and the bathroom door was still shut, chair in front of it. But, oh ho ho, the chair wasn't under the doorknob where I had it. I knew they were here. I tried to figure out the best course of attack. It was still 6 on 1, and since they went in a 'pack' I didn't know where I could go to keep them off me. I then walked, a tad on the loud side, up the stairs, and into the first floor bathroom, leaving the door a tad open. I turned the sink on, to help add to the realism of it. Now, this bathroom has a small window. I managed to fit out of it, run back inside the back door, and wait. They slowly went into the bathroom, and I grabbed the next closest person, The 10 year old boy, but I didn't plan much ahead of that. The rest of them quickly turned around and turned on me, dragging me back down the stairs (LITERALLY). Apparently the 13 year old girl was the 13 year old boy's girlfriend so he was furious. I had managed to take their tape, so they tied me with anything they could find, wires to electronics, scattered bits of rope or rope like-objects, etc., and gagged me by taking an old scarf they found, putting a knot in it and cleave gagging me. They tickled me for a while, until the 13 year old boy, we'll call him B, kicked me in the stomach and took out the gag. I was being interrogated, and a thanksgiving party!

Well, I'ms out of time tonight, more tomorrow. Er...technically later today I guess.

The Walkster

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