Babysitter challenge part 2 (m/ff)
Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2021 2:56 am
Babysitter challenge Part 2
This is probably one of my fondest memories with my babysitter Brittney. This may be because I was using shoe laces now, as opposed to rope or other random items, and that she was wearing a nice blue sweater, tight jeans, and vans.
Or the fact that it snowed for the first time that I could remember in the desert, but I digress.
When she arrived and my parents left, I didn’t waste any time.
“Remember the challenge from last time?†I asked.
It took her a moment, but when it clicked for her, a sly smile spread across her lips with her arms folded over her chest. “Oh I remember.â€
I met her grin with one of my own. “Well how about we try again. I bet I can tie you up and you won’t be able to get out.â€
“Deal.â€
My sister was confused, considering she wasn’t there the last time, but she was interested in this game we were playing.
All three of us went to my bedroom, she took a seat on my chair and told me to give it my best shot. I grabbed my shoelaces, pulled her wrists behind the chair and started to tie.
“Wait? Is that rope?â€
I was surprised by how concerned she seemed all of a sudden. “No. Shoe laces.â€
I could tell she was thinking for a moment before shrugging. “Okay. Continue.†Weird, but I continued tying until her wrists were secure. Next her ankles, then her knees, then tied her stomach to the chair with a belt. I ended the tie with a bandana over her mouth.
“And go!â€
She began to squirm, and since I hadn’t tied her wrists or ankles to the actual chair, there was a lot more movement then if she had.
“So we just wait here until she gets out?†My sister asked.
I chuckled evilly, still sort of in character. “I’m suppose we’ll be here a while.â€
This is probably one of my fondest memories with my babysitter Brittney. This may be because I was using shoe laces now, as opposed to rope or other random items, and that she was wearing a nice blue sweater, tight jeans, and vans.
Or the fact that it snowed for the first time that I could remember in the desert, but I digress.
When she arrived and my parents left, I didn’t waste any time.
“Remember the challenge from last time?†I asked.
It took her a moment, but when it clicked for her, a sly smile spread across her lips with her arms folded over her chest. “Oh I remember.â€
I met her grin with one of my own. “Well how about we try again. I bet I can tie you up and you won’t be able to get out.â€
“Deal.â€
My sister was confused, considering she wasn’t there the last time, but she was interested in this game we were playing.
All three of us went to my bedroom, she took a seat on my chair and told me to give it my best shot. I grabbed my shoelaces, pulled her wrists behind the chair and started to tie.
“Wait? Is that rope?â€
I was surprised by how concerned she seemed all of a sudden. “No. Shoe laces.â€
I could tell she was thinking for a moment before shrugging. “Okay. Continue.†Weird, but I continued tying until her wrists were secure. Next her ankles, then her knees, then tied her stomach to the chair with a belt. I ended the tie with a bandana over her mouth.
“And go!â€
She began to squirm, and since I hadn’t tied her wrists or ankles to the actual chair, there was a lot more movement then if she had.
“So we just wait here until she gets out?†My sister asked.
I chuckled evilly, still sort of in character. “I’m suppose we’ll be here a while.â€