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James (JT) : 03 - Triple Duct Tape (mm/m, MMM/mmm)

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03 - Triple Duct Tape
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By James (JT)

Friday, July 14th 2006 - 12:42:40 AM

Triple Duct Tape

Hello, I am back to tell you my third tie up adventure. This happened the weekend after my brother Andrew caught me and George in a tie up game.
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It was the start of the school holidays and George's parents were in America for a couple of days, so he was sleeping over at my house while they were gone.

It was about 2pm and my parents were out. It was just me, George and my younger brother Andrew in the house. Me and George were playing on the computer, when Andrew came in and mentioned the tie up game.

"So, you like to be tied up?" He questioned George, while standing in my bedroom doorway.

"We were just having a big of fun," George replied.

Andrew reached into his pocket and took out a tape recorder. "So I guess you wouldn't mind me sharing this with your friends?" He pressed the stop button, and started to leave.

"Hold him down George," I ordered as I reached into my cupboard and took out a couple of rolls of duct tape and scissors.

Andrew started to run. He ran downstairs with me and George straight after him. He tried to run behind the dinner table, but we quickly blocked off both sides and grabbed him. George held his hands behind his back while I quickly rolled the tape around it. As I went to begin on his feet George lost his grip of him and Andrew started to run again. He ran into the downstairs bathroom and tried to close the door, but with his hands taped behind his back he could not lock it. We opened the door and dragged him back out, and taped his feet together.

George then lifted him up and lay him on the ground. We bent his knees and pulled back his hands and hogtied him. He struggled in his bonds but could not get free. "Let me go!" He ordered as well as the occasional swear word. George grabbed into Andrews Pocket where the Tape Recorder was, took it out and took out the tape. He gave me the tape, closed the tape recorder and put it back into Andrews Pocket.

"Are you going to behave yourself or do we need to leave you like that a little longer?" I teased.

He replied with some swear words, so I grabbed the Duct Tape and gagged him with it by wrapping it around his head a few times. He made some muffled noises, but whatever he was saying I could not understand.

We put the duct tape rolls on the table with the scissors and sat down on the dinner chairs to observe our good work. Our moment of celebration was broken up by a sense of Deja Vu, as the backdoor opened behind us and my Older brother, Dave, as well as two of his friends walked into the kitchen from the backyard. Dave, who was 20 no longer lived with us. For some reason he never used the front door anymore, probably because he cant be bothered taking out his keys and unlocking it.

As Dave walked in he noticed Andrew lying on the carpet duct taped in a hogtie. "Well, Well, Well - what do we have here?" He asked rhetorically. He walked over the the table, picked up a roll of duct tape and threw it to one of his friends. He grabbed the other and ran towards me, with his friends following his lead and running towards George.

Dave grabbed my hands and started to tape them to the sides of the chair (Our dinner table chairs have no arms). He had taped both hands to the sides and then started to continue up my arms, wrapping them to the chair. This was made easier as I was only wearing a singlet. I was kicking furiously as he was taping my hands to the chair. I looked to my left to see Dave's two friends taping George to the chair, but in a different fashion. They had already taped his hands behind the chair, and were now taping his feet to the legs of the chair.

Dave finished taping my arms to the chair and moved onto my legs, to stop me kicking.

"Having fun?" He asked.

I looked down at the ground to see Andrew bound and gagged looking up at me. At first I thought he was laughing in his gagged, but he seemed more nervous than happy. George also looked nervous, but I sensed a bit of excitement in him, as I was feeling the same thing. I was scared but excited.

After Dave had finished my legs he moved onto my chest, and like what his friends had done to George, he taped my chest and lap to the chair. I looked to my left to see Dave's friends taping George's mouth in a similar fashion to Andrew's.

Both Dave and his friends had finished with me and George. Dave came close to my face, and whispered, "Where is mum and dad?".

"Out" I said.

"O. K.", he replied slowly, "Give them my best." He said, before picking up the duct tape, cutting off a long strand and wrapping it around my head a few time. He moved off to leave through the back door, with his friends following. They walked out and closed the door.

Our lounge room was filled with 3 tied guys. Andrew, my brother hogtied and tapegagged on the carpet. George, my friend was tied to a chair with his hands taped behind his back and feet taped to the legs. He too was tapegagged. And me, also tied to a chair but with my hands taped to either sides and my legs also taped. Like the others I was also tapegagged, with the tape wrapped around the head a few times.

We were all there, struggling in our bonds and 'mmmphing' in our gags. I was tied too much to the chair to be able to free myself. I 'mmmphed' as I struggled, but I was tied too tight. It was no use, I was stuck.

Andrew too was stuck, he was rolling along the ground, trying to get free but he couldn't. George had the best chance of escaping. His hands were just simply tied behind him on the chair (with of course his feet tied to the sides).

I looked behind me and saw the scissors lying on the table. I mmmphed at the others to signal them of the scissors. They noticed and George stood up and tried to grab them with his hands. He managed to grab them, and started to cut the layers of duct tape behind him.

Almost through, George dropped the scissors. They fell to the ground. We all looked at each other silently.

Andrew started to wriggle over towards the scissors, hoping he would have a chance to free himself. It was no use though. It was too hard for him to grab with his hogtie. After a long while (as it seemed) George finally broke though the duct tape binding through his hands, he unwrapped the duct tape binding his chest (he had to leave the gag on though, he tried unwrapping it but he couldn't at the time). He grabbed the scissors and cut loose his feet.

He then moved onto me with the scissors and cut me free. He helped me with my gag and I helped unwrap his. We then went over to Andrew who was 'mmmphing' like crazy started to cut him free. Finally we had finished untaping him (except his mouth, we didn't bother with that) and we cleaned up the mess. Ten minutes later we were all sitting in the lounge room talking about our experience. Andrew seemed to enjoy it, and he promised he would keep our secret.

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Thankyou for reading.

James (JT)
jt2010@gmail.com
Australia

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