Tricked Rick : 01 - Never underestimate your enemy (mm/m)
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01 - Never underestimate your enemy
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By Tricked Rick
Friday, January 6th 2006 - 02:44:19 PM
Never underestimate your enemy
After something happened to me recently, I did a web search and found this forum. I read a lot of the stories on the current forum as well as posts from the archives and enjoyed most of the stories. This will be my 1st post and although I am a little embarrassed by what happened, I decided I would post the story anyway. I have been involved in games like "Manhunt" since I was a kid. The rules are similar to games that many members in this forum have referred to in their stories but no matter what the name of the game is, the rules are basically the same. You start with at least 2 teams and the object is basically to ambush and capture and tie up members of the enemy team.
I will post those stories another day but right now I want to post the first part of a story about something that happened to me the other day involving 2 of my younger cousins Nick and John. Even though I am older than both of them, they have always lived in my neighorhood and the Manhunt torch was passed to Nick, John and their friends after my friends and I started driving and stopped playing. Since Nick and John are family, they have a key to my parents house and are allowed to hang out anytime. My parents both work quite a bit and are usually gone from early in the morning to late at night which pretty much allows my cousins to have free reign of the house and yard. There have many times that I have stopped by my parent's house while they were playing Manhunt and have found someone tied up down in the basement or outside in the garage or backyard.
Sometimes when I stopped by and was doing work at my parents house, Nick and John would ask me to play on a team so that there were equal members on each team. Most of the time I was put on the same team as my cousins Nick and John and I usually agreed to play with the condition that I would play the position of "Prison Guard" and the prison for my team would be inside the house so that I would be able to watch the prisoners and get work done at the same time. After the game started I would be inside keeping busy when the back door would open and a prisoner would be deposited in the kitchen or living room which was considered the prison. The prisoner was always tied up and sometimes gagged and blindfolded. One rule that everyone agreed upon was that if you were captured, you were able to keep any supplies or items that were already in your possession. Another rule was that if you were able to get untied and free yourself, you were allowed to escape from the prison. If you were able to free yourself and the "Guard" wasn't paying attention, the Guard could be captured and left behind in the escaped prisoners place. This happened a couple of times to me but I found out that very few of these kids could do a very good job of tying someone up. I was usually able to free myself in a couple of minutes but a couple of times they did a pretty good job tying me up and even though I was making progress, my teammates arrived and freed me before I was able to get loose on my own. A couple of times I knew I could easily escape but I acted like I was unable to and I waited until Nick, John or another teammate showed up and untied me. Several times I was gagged and blindfolded but that typically was just a necktie or a piece of cloth tied over the eyes or in the mouth. Almost all the players stuffed a bunch of old neckties and pieces of rope in their pockets and used these to tie up a captured prisoner.
Last week I stopped over at my parents house and I heard Nick and John down in the basement. I went downstairs and I saw that they were sitting on the floor surrounded by a bunch of my Dads old ugly ties that they pulled out of a rag bag that was near the washing machine. I asked what they were doing and they advised me that they were practicing different types of knots and different ways to tie someone up. They tried a couple of the different knots and tie ups on each other but since I was bigger, they asked me if they could try some of their new stuff on me. I sort of laughed to myself because I remembered practicing knots and tie ups with my friends in this same basement a bunch of years ago.
That along with the fact that both Nick and John have never been good at tying anybody up because most of the prisoners that they brought in during "Manhunt" ended up escaping or capturing me if I was busy with something else and wasn't keeping a close eye on them.
Like I said earlier, those stories are for another time so let me tell the latest incident which ended up being a little embarrassing to me but I got what I deserved because I ended up underestimating my opponents. I agreed to let John and Nick practice on me but since it was cold in the basement, I told them that they had to tie me upstairs. John started off by using one of the neckties to tie my hands behind my back while Nick used one to tie my ankles. They wanted me to roll the sleeves up on my sweatshirt so that they could tie my wrists but I told them to keep them rolled down, I figured if they had to tie over the sleeves it would make it easier for me to escape. Next they tied a necktie around my chest which pinned my arms to my sides. I saw John folding a white sheet into a band and figured that he was going to use it to gag me but I was surprised when instead he pulled it tightly over my eyes and knotted it tightly behind my head. Next they made me bend my knees and even though I was unable to see, I felt them use a necktie to tie my ankles to the tie that ran around my chest. This kept my knees bent and prevented me from straightening out my legs which made it hard to stay in a sitting position without falling over. Now at this point I have to admit that this was probably the best job that anyone had ever done tying me up but I wasn't really nervous because I could feel a little give around my wrists and I was confident that I could still escape.
At this point John and Nick tell me to try and get free and as I began to test the play in the tie around my wrists, I heard one of them say, "Lets drag him into the closet." I told them that the closet wasn't part of the deal but I felt them grab me by the shoulders and easily start sliding me along the hardwood floors. When they stopped sliding me I could tell that we were near the closet and I heard them giggling. Even though I was laughing too, I was also cursing them at the same time and since I was blindfolded, I was caught off guard and wasn't ready for what happened next. They told me to open my mouth but I told him no way if they were going to drag me into the closet. I felt someone squeeze my nose real hard and as I yelled ouch, one of them pushed a wad of cloth into my mouth. I guess my reflexes kicked in because I tried to kick at them with my legs but by doing this I felt the ties around my chest and ankles tighten and realized that they must have used some sort of half-a*s slip knot. At this point I fell over on my side and wasn't really able to move. I tried to spit out the cloth but before I could I felt another piece of cloth pulled tightly between by teeth and knotted behind my neck. Nick and John were cracking up and they said to me, "Try and get out of that." I felt them slide me into the closet and I heard the door close. ...
I have to sign off now but I hope to finish the story later tonight or tomorrow. Also I won't tell you too much about the ending but I was able to steal back pics that they took of me. Stay tuned for part 2.
Tricked Rick
USA / NY
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Friday, January 6th 2006 - 09:56:06 PM
Never underestimate your enemy - Part 2
The closet is small enough and since I am not a small person, I was pretty cramped in there. My body was pinned between the walls and with the door closed I couldn't find any room to maneuver. Since I couldn't straighten my legs out and I was wearing socks and sweatpants, I felt myself slipping down everytime I tried to sit up because I couldn't seem to get any grip on the hardwood floors. I tried to spit out the rag in my mouth but the piece holding it in was tied so tight that I couldn't get my mouth loose. I tried to rub my face against the door frame to try and slip my blindfold or gag off but I could barely move and that wasn't working either. Like I stated earlier, during my days of playing Manhunt I have been gagged and blindfolded before but that usually was just a piece of cloth or necktie tied in or around the mouth and once in awhile if someone had a roll of tape that was used. Most of those gags were easy to get off but this one was tied so tight that it was hurting the corners of my mouth when I tried to spit out the cloth or speak. I knew that the tie around my wrists had some play in it but my arms were pinned to my sides and because I slid down and couldn't sit up all the way, I was pretty much laying on my hands which prevented me from wriggling my wrists.
I heard Nick and John turn on the stereo and I probably sat stuck in the closet for around 15 minutes or so. I felt the closet door open and they asked me if I was free yet. I didn't even try to answer them and I sort of let out a muffled laugh and shook my head no. They asked me if I wanted my gag off and I shrugged my shoulders like I didn't care either way but I was pretty sure by this point that I couldn't get gag off by myself. They said they would take my gag off but I had to let them re-gag me with tape. My mouth and cheeks were starting to hurt and since I wasn't in a position to argue, I shook my head yes. They grabbed me around my ankles and pulled and as I slid out of the closet I could feel the tie around my chest tighten even more. As I felt my chest tie tighten I grunted but Nick and John just laughed and told me to stop complaining. I felt one of them untying the knot on my gag and pull it from between my lips. I instantly tried to spit out the rag in my mouth but it seemed stuck and I had a hard time spitting it out. I shook my head and pushed with my tongue and I was finally able to get the rag past my teeth and I felt it fall out of my mouth and hit the floor with a damp thud.
Since I was unable to escape I was more embarrassed then angry but I told Nick and John that they were cheaters because they never mentioned anything about me being tied up in the closet. They called me a sore loser and said that I would have more time to try and escape. They said to me, "Enough talking, close your mouth." At this point I was sitting partially upright and I tested the tie around my wrist which still seemed escapable even though the ties around my chest and ankles were pretty snug. I was still confident that I could escape but I had to make sure that if they dragged me back in the closet I would try to tilt my upper body at an angle so in that in case I slid down again I wouldn't be lying or sitting on my hands. I wasn't going to sit there and argue with them so I closed my mouth and instantly felt a piece of tape being plastered tightly over my mouth. This was followed by 3 more strips of tape that covered my face from my nose to my chin. As they grabbed my shoulders and slid me back into the closet they said to me, "Good Luck" Before they closed the door I heard a couple of beeps and I could see the flashes of a camera from under my blindfold. Now they were really being cheaters!!
I could hear and feel the closet door closing so I turned my body sideways but as the door shut it knocked against me and since I couldn't staighten my legs out, I kind of fell over and my body slid down to the floor. My head was now pressed against the back wall of the closet and my hands were pressed up against the door which again made it extremely hard to wiggle them and try to get free. I tried to get the tape and blindfold off by rubbing my face against the back wall but it was sheetrock and with the smooth surface there was nothing to catch the tape or blindfold on. I tried to blow as hard as I could against the tape but that didn't seem to work. I tried push my tongue out past my lips but the tape was really sticky and seemed to be sticking to my face pretty well. Since I was blindfolded when they taped my mouth shut I couldn't see what type of tape they used but I could feel it on my face and although it seemed to be thinner than duct tape, it was still extremely sticky. At this point I was getting a little annoyed with myself because I was unable to escape a tie-up by 2 kids that I thought would have trouble tying up a garbage bag. Even though the ties were pretty snug and I could hardly move, I wasn't too uncomfortable because the ties were soft and they weren't cutting off my circulation.
Around 15 minutes later I felt the closet door open and I heard Nick and John giggling. As they reached in and dragged me out of the closet they said, "What are you waiting for, Christmas?" They both laughed at this because Christmas was just a couple of days earlier. I didn't think it was too funny but I was obviously unable to tell them that. I felt one of them begin to slowly peel the tape off of my mouth and as it came off, it didn't hurt as much as I expected. As soon as the tape was off I faked a yawn and told them that I never got a chance to escape because I got comfortable and fell asleep. I know this a lame excuse but I had to save face and it was the only thing I could think of at the time. Of course they didn't believe me but they told me that I would get another chance. I figured what the heck, I have only been tied up for a half an hour or so and I should eventually be able to get my hands free.
They told me to close my mouth again but before I did I asked them not to stuff me back in the closet because it was getting hot in there. I knew that it was too tight in there and it would be easier for me to wiggle around and get free if I had a little bit or room to move. They laughed and said that it couldn't have been to hot in there because I got comfortable and fell asleep. Again it was pointless to argue so I just closed my mouth and again I felt one of them use 4 pieces of tape to tape my mouth shut.
I started the draft on this story the other day and since I am a slow typer and this is my first post, I never realized how long the story would take to write. I was hoping to finish this story tonight but I have run out of time so I apologize and hopefully I will be able to finish tomorrow, please stay tuned for part 3. -----Tricked Rick
Tricked Rick
USA / NY
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Sunday, January 8th 2006 - 06:50:49 AM
Part 3 (The End finally)
Part 3... I realize that this story is a little long so I will speed things up and skip the complete details but I can tell you that my success at getting free over the next hour or so was limited. Before Nick and John closed the door on me I heard them giggling and I saw several camera flashes from the crack underneath my blindfold. After they pushed me back into the closet I kept trying to free my wrists and although I was able to loosen the tie enough to spread my wrists several inches apart, I was still unable to free my hands all the way. I still couldn't slip off my blindfold but I was partially able to loosen the tape over my mouth by using my tongue to push against it. Once I got the tape a little loose I stopped because I realized that it might take a little work to get my hands completely undone and I was afraid that if Nick and John saw that I was able to get my mouth free they would add more tape. I could tell that they used a
different kind of tape on my mouth this time because the tape smelled different and it also felt different on my face. It's weird though because even though I was able to get the tape loosened it seemed just as sticky as the tape they used the first time. While I continued to work on getting my hands free, the closet door opened and I heard Nick and John crack up when I sort of rolled over and fell out. Again I saw a couple of camera flashes and I kind of grumbled at them but inside I was cursing myself because I remembered that I recently gave them my old digital camera which they were probably using now to photograph my pitiful predicament. They sat me up and pulled me out of the closet but I was thinking ahead and I held my hands close together so they couldn't see that I was able to somewhat loosen the tie aound my wrists. One of them peeled the tape off my mouth but they didn't notice that the bottom layer of tape was a little loose. They asked me if I had enough but I was pretty sure at this point that I would eventually get free and being somewhat stubborn I asked for more time. Well being the nice cousin's that they are, they of course agreed, taped my mouth shut and stuffed me back in the closet.
The bottom line is that it was close to an hour of me getting dragged in and out of the closet several more times before I was finally able to escape. I have to admit that I really was trying to get free but the ties were really tight, the closet was small and cramped, I was blindfolded and couldn't see and when I was able to actually move a little bit there were pants or something hanging in the closet that kept hitting me in the head!! LOL!!
What helped me the most is that the last time they dragged me out of the closet one of them started to re-tie the necktie that was used to connect my ankles to my chest but whether the tie was frayed or broken, they took it off and probably figured since I hadn't gotten loose by now, they didn't bother to replace it with another tie. Anyway they snapped a couple more pics of me and slid me back into the closet. Even though it is embarrassing to me, I will be honest and admit that the fact that they didn't replace the tie between my ankle's and my chest was the break that I needed because I was finally able to straighten out my legs and get some leverage. After struggling for a couple of minutes, I was finally able to get my hands free and I slipped down the tie that was wrapped around my chest. I reached up and yanked off my blindfold which really didn't do me any good because it was still pretty dark inside the closet except for a small amount of light that came in from under the door. I reached up, felt the doorknob and opened the closet door. As my eyes were getting adjusted to the light I peeled the tape off of my mouth and as I threw it down on the floor, I could see where they had thrown down the previous pieces of tape that they used to tape my mouth shut. They must have raided a Home Depot or something because there was white tape, tan colored tape, blue tape, silver duct tape and the tape I just peeled of was YELLOW? Also lying there was the piece of cloth that they stuffed in my mouth at the beginning of this fiasco.
QUESTION: Does anyone know where they sell yellow tape or what it's used for ???? It was a thin tape but VERY sticky!!!
Anyway, after seeing all the different kinds of tape I felt like a tape test guinea pig !! LOL!! Anyway I untied my ankles, stood up, put my tail between my legs and went looking for Nick and John so that I could act cocky in the fact that I was able to escape.(Even if it took 5 chances and over a hour!! LOL!! )
The stereo was still on but besides that, the house was kind of quiet. I walked into the kitchen and when I looked out the window I could see Nick and John screwing around in the backyard. My old digital camera was lying on the counter and I saw my old camera case sitting next to it. I turned the camera on and when I hit the view button I saw the pics that they took of me while I was tied up. At that point I was thinking, "No way" so I popped out the memory card, stuck it in my pocket and replaced it with a spare card that I had stored in a pocket of my old camera case.
I strolled outside and I could tell by the looks on their face that Nick and John were a little surprised to see me. I made some lame excuse about how I could have gotten loose earlier but I didn't want to make them feel bad. I went back inside and sat down to watch TV when Nick and John came inside and told me that they had to go home. After they left I walked back into the kitchen and noticed that the camera and case were gone. I chuckled to myself because I could picture their faces as they sat down to look at the pics they took of me and it was just a blank screen!! LOL!!
Well, that's the end of my 1st post which I assure you is a true story. (Unfortunately for me!!) I know it was kind of long but I didn't want to leave anything out and I hope you enjoyed it but before I sign off I have a couple of questions that I am hoping someone on this forum can answer.
#1) I don't know if it's just me but has anyone ever noticed that the hotter your face gets the stickier tape seems to get??
#2) Just out of curiosity, does anyone have any opinions on what types of tape are stickier than others?? I was able to get my mouth free from one type of tape but the other times I couldn't get the tape to budge!! I was blindfolded so I can't be sure of what color tape I got loose but I know it wasn't the yellow tape because I peeled that off last and I don't think I could have gotten it off without my hands. I know the other times they used white tape, tan tape, blue tape, and silver tape, I was just wondering if anyone has used different types of tape?? Most of the posts that I have read on this forum refer to all tape as "Duct tape." Any input would be appreciated, Thanks!!
Although it was quite embarrassing, I decided to post a couple of pics pertaining to my latest predicament after I saw a previous post about the yahoo group TUGS. I posted the pics the other day in the jan06 album and they should be the last 3 pics in the this album labeled 03, 05, and 08.
Here is the link:
Yahoo Group Pictures
I know everyone these days has a digital camera or a camera phone and I am curious to see other people in similar situations so if anyone has pics to share or swap, drop me an e-mail...............Tricked Rick 2006
Tricked Rick
USA / NY
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01 - Never underestimate your enemy
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By Tricked Rick
Friday, January 6th 2006 - 02:44:19 PM
Never underestimate your enemy
After something happened to me recently, I did a web search and found this forum. I read a lot of the stories on the current forum as well as posts from the archives and enjoyed most of the stories. This will be my 1st post and although I am a little embarrassed by what happened, I decided I would post the story anyway. I have been involved in games like "Manhunt" since I was a kid. The rules are similar to games that many members in this forum have referred to in their stories but no matter what the name of the game is, the rules are basically the same. You start with at least 2 teams and the object is basically to ambush and capture and tie up members of the enemy team.
I will post those stories another day but right now I want to post the first part of a story about something that happened to me the other day involving 2 of my younger cousins Nick and John. Even though I am older than both of them, they have always lived in my neighorhood and the Manhunt torch was passed to Nick, John and their friends after my friends and I started driving and stopped playing. Since Nick and John are family, they have a key to my parents house and are allowed to hang out anytime. My parents both work quite a bit and are usually gone from early in the morning to late at night which pretty much allows my cousins to have free reign of the house and yard. There have many times that I have stopped by my parent's house while they were playing Manhunt and have found someone tied up down in the basement or outside in the garage or backyard.
Sometimes when I stopped by and was doing work at my parents house, Nick and John would ask me to play on a team so that there were equal members on each team. Most of the time I was put on the same team as my cousins Nick and John and I usually agreed to play with the condition that I would play the position of "Prison Guard" and the prison for my team would be inside the house so that I would be able to watch the prisoners and get work done at the same time. After the game started I would be inside keeping busy when the back door would open and a prisoner would be deposited in the kitchen or living room which was considered the prison. The prisoner was always tied up and sometimes gagged and blindfolded. One rule that everyone agreed upon was that if you were captured, you were able to keep any supplies or items that were already in your possession. Another rule was that if you were able to get untied and free yourself, you were allowed to escape from the prison. If you were able to free yourself and the "Guard" wasn't paying attention, the Guard could be captured and left behind in the escaped prisoners place. This happened a couple of times to me but I found out that very few of these kids could do a very good job of tying someone up. I was usually able to free myself in a couple of minutes but a couple of times they did a pretty good job tying me up and even though I was making progress, my teammates arrived and freed me before I was able to get loose on my own. A couple of times I knew I could easily escape but I acted like I was unable to and I waited until Nick, John or another teammate showed up and untied me. Several times I was gagged and blindfolded but that typically was just a necktie or a piece of cloth tied over the eyes or in the mouth. Almost all the players stuffed a bunch of old neckties and pieces of rope in their pockets and used these to tie up a captured prisoner.
Last week I stopped over at my parents house and I heard Nick and John down in the basement. I went downstairs and I saw that they were sitting on the floor surrounded by a bunch of my Dads old ugly ties that they pulled out of a rag bag that was near the washing machine. I asked what they were doing and they advised me that they were practicing different types of knots and different ways to tie someone up. They tried a couple of the different knots and tie ups on each other but since I was bigger, they asked me if they could try some of their new stuff on me. I sort of laughed to myself because I remembered practicing knots and tie ups with my friends in this same basement a bunch of years ago.
That along with the fact that both Nick and John have never been good at tying anybody up because most of the prisoners that they brought in during "Manhunt" ended up escaping or capturing me if I was busy with something else and wasn't keeping a close eye on them.
Like I said earlier, those stories are for another time so let me tell the latest incident which ended up being a little embarrassing to me but I got what I deserved because I ended up underestimating my opponents. I agreed to let John and Nick practice on me but since it was cold in the basement, I told them that they had to tie me upstairs. John started off by using one of the neckties to tie my hands behind my back while Nick used one to tie my ankles. They wanted me to roll the sleeves up on my sweatshirt so that they could tie my wrists but I told them to keep them rolled down, I figured if they had to tie over the sleeves it would make it easier for me to escape. Next they tied a necktie around my chest which pinned my arms to my sides. I saw John folding a white sheet into a band and figured that he was going to use it to gag me but I was surprised when instead he pulled it tightly over my eyes and knotted it tightly behind my head. Next they made me bend my knees and even though I was unable to see, I felt them use a necktie to tie my ankles to the tie that ran around my chest. This kept my knees bent and prevented me from straightening out my legs which made it hard to stay in a sitting position without falling over. Now at this point I have to admit that this was probably the best job that anyone had ever done tying me up but I wasn't really nervous because I could feel a little give around my wrists and I was confident that I could still escape.
At this point John and Nick tell me to try and get free and as I began to test the play in the tie around my wrists, I heard one of them say, "Lets drag him into the closet." I told them that the closet wasn't part of the deal but I felt them grab me by the shoulders and easily start sliding me along the hardwood floors. When they stopped sliding me I could tell that we were near the closet and I heard them giggling. Even though I was laughing too, I was also cursing them at the same time and since I was blindfolded, I was caught off guard and wasn't ready for what happened next. They told me to open my mouth but I told him no way if they were going to drag me into the closet. I felt someone squeeze my nose real hard and as I yelled ouch, one of them pushed a wad of cloth into my mouth. I guess my reflexes kicked in because I tried to kick at them with my legs but by doing this I felt the ties around my chest and ankles tighten and realized that they must have used some sort of half-a*s slip knot. At this point I fell over on my side and wasn't really able to move. I tried to spit out the cloth but before I could I felt another piece of cloth pulled tightly between by teeth and knotted behind my neck. Nick and John were cracking up and they said to me, "Try and get out of that." I felt them slide me into the closet and I heard the door close. ...
I have to sign off now but I hope to finish the story later tonight or tomorrow. Also I won't tell you too much about the ending but I was able to steal back pics that they took of me. Stay tuned for part 2.
Tricked Rick
USA / NY
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Friday, January 6th 2006 - 09:56:06 PM
Never underestimate your enemy - Part 2
The closet is small enough and since I am not a small person, I was pretty cramped in there. My body was pinned between the walls and with the door closed I couldn't find any room to maneuver. Since I couldn't straighten my legs out and I was wearing socks and sweatpants, I felt myself slipping down everytime I tried to sit up because I couldn't seem to get any grip on the hardwood floors. I tried to spit out the rag in my mouth but the piece holding it in was tied so tight that I couldn't get my mouth loose. I tried to rub my face against the door frame to try and slip my blindfold or gag off but I could barely move and that wasn't working either. Like I stated earlier, during my days of playing Manhunt I have been gagged and blindfolded before but that usually was just a piece of cloth or necktie tied in or around the mouth and once in awhile if someone had a roll of tape that was used. Most of those gags were easy to get off but this one was tied so tight that it was hurting the corners of my mouth when I tried to spit out the cloth or speak. I knew that the tie around my wrists had some play in it but my arms were pinned to my sides and because I slid down and couldn't sit up all the way, I was pretty much laying on my hands which prevented me from wriggling my wrists.
I heard Nick and John turn on the stereo and I probably sat stuck in the closet for around 15 minutes or so. I felt the closet door open and they asked me if I was free yet. I didn't even try to answer them and I sort of let out a muffled laugh and shook my head no. They asked me if I wanted my gag off and I shrugged my shoulders like I didn't care either way but I was pretty sure by this point that I couldn't get gag off by myself. They said they would take my gag off but I had to let them re-gag me with tape. My mouth and cheeks were starting to hurt and since I wasn't in a position to argue, I shook my head yes. They grabbed me around my ankles and pulled and as I slid out of the closet I could feel the tie around my chest tighten even more. As I felt my chest tie tighten I grunted but Nick and John just laughed and told me to stop complaining. I felt one of them untying the knot on my gag and pull it from between my lips. I instantly tried to spit out the rag in my mouth but it seemed stuck and I had a hard time spitting it out. I shook my head and pushed with my tongue and I was finally able to get the rag past my teeth and I felt it fall out of my mouth and hit the floor with a damp thud.
Since I was unable to escape I was more embarrassed then angry but I told Nick and John that they were cheaters because they never mentioned anything about me being tied up in the closet. They called me a sore loser and said that I would have more time to try and escape. They said to me, "Enough talking, close your mouth." At this point I was sitting partially upright and I tested the tie around my wrist which still seemed escapable even though the ties around my chest and ankles were pretty snug. I was still confident that I could escape but I had to make sure that if they dragged me back in the closet I would try to tilt my upper body at an angle so in that in case I slid down again I wouldn't be lying or sitting on my hands. I wasn't going to sit there and argue with them so I closed my mouth and instantly felt a piece of tape being plastered tightly over my mouth. This was followed by 3 more strips of tape that covered my face from my nose to my chin. As they grabbed my shoulders and slid me back into the closet they said to me, "Good Luck" Before they closed the door I heard a couple of beeps and I could see the flashes of a camera from under my blindfold. Now they were really being cheaters!!
I could hear and feel the closet door closing so I turned my body sideways but as the door shut it knocked against me and since I couldn't staighten my legs out, I kind of fell over and my body slid down to the floor. My head was now pressed against the back wall of the closet and my hands were pressed up against the door which again made it extremely hard to wiggle them and try to get free. I tried to get the tape and blindfold off by rubbing my face against the back wall but it was sheetrock and with the smooth surface there was nothing to catch the tape or blindfold on. I tried to blow as hard as I could against the tape but that didn't seem to work. I tried push my tongue out past my lips but the tape was really sticky and seemed to be sticking to my face pretty well. Since I was blindfolded when they taped my mouth shut I couldn't see what type of tape they used but I could feel it on my face and although it seemed to be thinner than duct tape, it was still extremely sticky. At this point I was getting a little annoyed with myself because I was unable to escape a tie-up by 2 kids that I thought would have trouble tying up a garbage bag. Even though the ties were pretty snug and I could hardly move, I wasn't too uncomfortable because the ties were soft and they weren't cutting off my circulation.
Around 15 minutes later I felt the closet door open and I heard Nick and John giggling. As they reached in and dragged me out of the closet they said, "What are you waiting for, Christmas?" They both laughed at this because Christmas was just a couple of days earlier. I didn't think it was too funny but I was obviously unable to tell them that. I felt one of them begin to slowly peel the tape off of my mouth and as it came off, it didn't hurt as much as I expected. As soon as the tape was off I faked a yawn and told them that I never got a chance to escape because I got comfortable and fell asleep. I know this a lame excuse but I had to save face and it was the only thing I could think of at the time. Of course they didn't believe me but they told me that I would get another chance. I figured what the heck, I have only been tied up for a half an hour or so and I should eventually be able to get my hands free.
They told me to close my mouth again but before I did I asked them not to stuff me back in the closet because it was getting hot in there. I knew that it was too tight in there and it would be easier for me to wiggle around and get free if I had a little bit or room to move. They laughed and said that it couldn't have been to hot in there because I got comfortable and fell asleep. Again it was pointless to argue so I just closed my mouth and again I felt one of them use 4 pieces of tape to tape my mouth shut.
I started the draft on this story the other day and since I am a slow typer and this is my first post, I never realized how long the story would take to write. I was hoping to finish this story tonight but I have run out of time so I apologize and hopefully I will be able to finish tomorrow, please stay tuned for part 3. -----Tricked Rick
Tricked Rick
USA / NY
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Sunday, January 8th 2006 - 06:50:49 AM
Part 3 (The End finally)
Part 3... I realize that this story is a little long so I will speed things up and skip the complete details but I can tell you that my success at getting free over the next hour or so was limited. Before Nick and John closed the door on me I heard them giggling and I saw several camera flashes from the crack underneath my blindfold. After they pushed me back into the closet I kept trying to free my wrists and although I was able to loosen the tie enough to spread my wrists several inches apart, I was still unable to free my hands all the way. I still couldn't slip off my blindfold but I was partially able to loosen the tape over my mouth by using my tongue to push against it. Once I got the tape a little loose I stopped because I realized that it might take a little work to get my hands completely undone and I was afraid that if Nick and John saw that I was able to get my mouth free they would add more tape. I could tell that they used a
different kind of tape on my mouth this time because the tape smelled different and it also felt different on my face. It's weird though because even though I was able to get the tape loosened it seemed just as sticky as the tape they used the first time. While I continued to work on getting my hands free, the closet door opened and I heard Nick and John crack up when I sort of rolled over and fell out. Again I saw a couple of camera flashes and I kind of grumbled at them but inside I was cursing myself because I remembered that I recently gave them my old digital camera which they were probably using now to photograph my pitiful predicament. They sat me up and pulled me out of the closet but I was thinking ahead and I held my hands close together so they couldn't see that I was able to somewhat loosen the tie aound my wrists. One of them peeled the tape off my mouth but they didn't notice that the bottom layer of tape was a little loose. They asked me if I had enough but I was pretty sure at this point that I would eventually get free and being somewhat stubborn I asked for more time. Well being the nice cousin's that they are, they of course agreed, taped my mouth shut and stuffed me back in the closet.
The bottom line is that it was close to an hour of me getting dragged in and out of the closet several more times before I was finally able to escape. I have to admit that I really was trying to get free but the ties were really tight, the closet was small and cramped, I was blindfolded and couldn't see and when I was able to actually move a little bit there were pants or something hanging in the closet that kept hitting me in the head!! LOL!!
What helped me the most is that the last time they dragged me out of the closet one of them started to re-tie the necktie that was used to connect my ankles to my chest but whether the tie was frayed or broken, they took it off and probably figured since I hadn't gotten loose by now, they didn't bother to replace it with another tie. Anyway they snapped a couple more pics of me and slid me back into the closet. Even though it is embarrassing to me, I will be honest and admit that the fact that they didn't replace the tie between my ankle's and my chest was the break that I needed because I was finally able to straighten out my legs and get some leverage. After struggling for a couple of minutes, I was finally able to get my hands free and I slipped down the tie that was wrapped around my chest. I reached up and yanked off my blindfold which really didn't do me any good because it was still pretty dark inside the closet except for a small amount of light that came in from under the door. I reached up, felt the doorknob and opened the closet door. As my eyes were getting adjusted to the light I peeled the tape off of my mouth and as I threw it down on the floor, I could see where they had thrown down the previous pieces of tape that they used to tape my mouth shut. They must have raided a Home Depot or something because there was white tape, tan colored tape, blue tape, silver duct tape and the tape I just peeled of was YELLOW? Also lying there was the piece of cloth that they stuffed in my mouth at the beginning of this fiasco.
QUESTION: Does anyone know where they sell yellow tape or what it's used for ???? It was a thin tape but VERY sticky!!!
Anyway, after seeing all the different kinds of tape I felt like a tape test guinea pig !! LOL!! Anyway I untied my ankles, stood up, put my tail between my legs and went looking for Nick and John so that I could act cocky in the fact that I was able to escape.(Even if it took 5 chances and over a hour!! LOL!! )
The stereo was still on but besides that, the house was kind of quiet. I walked into the kitchen and when I looked out the window I could see Nick and John screwing around in the backyard. My old digital camera was lying on the counter and I saw my old camera case sitting next to it. I turned the camera on and when I hit the view button I saw the pics that they took of me while I was tied up. At that point I was thinking, "No way" so I popped out the memory card, stuck it in my pocket and replaced it with a spare card that I had stored in a pocket of my old camera case.
I strolled outside and I could tell by the looks on their face that Nick and John were a little surprised to see me. I made some lame excuse about how I could have gotten loose earlier but I didn't want to make them feel bad. I went back inside and sat down to watch TV when Nick and John came inside and told me that they had to go home. After they left I walked back into the kitchen and noticed that the camera and case were gone. I chuckled to myself because I could picture their faces as they sat down to look at the pics they took of me and it was just a blank screen!! LOL!!
Well, that's the end of my 1st post which I assure you is a true story. (Unfortunately for me!!) I know it was kind of long but I didn't want to leave anything out and I hope you enjoyed it but before I sign off I have a couple of questions that I am hoping someone on this forum can answer.
#1) I don't know if it's just me but has anyone ever noticed that the hotter your face gets the stickier tape seems to get??
#2) Just out of curiosity, does anyone have any opinions on what types of tape are stickier than others?? I was able to get my mouth free from one type of tape but the other times I couldn't get the tape to budge!! I was blindfolded so I can't be sure of what color tape I got loose but I know it wasn't the yellow tape because I peeled that off last and I don't think I could have gotten it off without my hands. I know the other times they used white tape, tan tape, blue tape, and silver tape, I was just wondering if anyone has used different types of tape?? Most of the posts that I have read on this forum refer to all tape as "Duct tape." Any input would be appreciated, Thanks!!
Although it was quite embarrassing, I decided to post a couple of pics pertaining to my latest predicament after I saw a previous post about the yahoo group TUGS. I posted the pics the other day in the jan06 album and they should be the last 3 pics in the this album labeled 03, 05, and 08.
Here is the link:
Yahoo Group Pictures
I know everyone these days has a digital camera or a camera phone and I am curious to see other people in similar situations so if anyone has pics to share or swap, drop me an e-mail...............Tricked Rick 2006
Tricked Rick
USA / NY
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