Stories of Tie Up Games

Normally when I play a game with a family, we secure the children with their mothers, either sitting beside them or sitting near them. Sometimes they are sitting on Mum’s lap – but the last visit I played found me making sure the kids were all sitting on their mother’s laps, in different ways.

It had started like so many of my other visits – I had surprised Susan Murray in the kitchen of her house earlier in the morning as she made herself a coffee. She was in her late thirties, and had long blonde hair while her nine-year-old daughter Lizzie had darker brown hair. But I’ll get to Lizzie in a minute – I was wearing my black jacket, jumper, jeans, shoes and gloves, and the black stocking over my head, a sI told Susan we were going to play a game and I secured her wrists together behind her back.

She was wearing a wrap style top which was white on one side and olive green on the other, and jeans tucked into light brown leather boots with a flat heel. Once I had her wrists secured, I wrapped rope round her arms and body to make sure she really could not move, and then we walked up the stairs and into her bedroom where I helped myself to her valuables.

Then we caught up with Lissie. She was in her bedroom, wearing a blue coat dress with brown trim, and a pair of brown riding boots. I explained to her this was all a game her mother had arranged, and I secured her wrists behind her back before fixing her arms to her sides as well. We then walked down the stairs, Lizzie watching as I found the ankles and legs of her mother, and then she sat next to her while I made sure the ropes were tied tightly round her ankles and legs as well.

So all caught up? Because this was when Lizzie said “I want to sit on Mummy’s lap.”

“Let he,” Susan said, so I lifted Lizzie up as Susan settled on one side of the couch, and sat her so her legs stretched away from the arm, while Lizzie rested her head on her mother’s chest.

“Now then,” I said with a smile, “the bad man has to make sure you cannot raise the alarm while he gets away, so I will…”

“Hi Susan – have you got a moment to… What’s going on here?”

“Veronica,” Susan said as she looked at the new arrival. She also had long blonde hair, and was wearing a V-necked black jumper and leggings with burgundy cowboy style boots. With her was a six-year-old girl, wearing a grey dress with a white peter pan collar, white tights and black Mary Jane shoes, a red rosette in her blonde hair.

“Mummy why are Aunt Susan and Lizzie like that,” she said.

“I don’t know Alice – Susan?”

“Veronica, I…”

“They are playing a game of Hostages,” I said as the new arrivals looked at me, “and I think you should join in as well. “Stand still, and put your hands behind your back.”

“A game?”

“A game, Veronica, Alice,” Susan said as Lizzie nodded, “and yes, we’d love it if you played along as well.”

“Can we, Mummy?”

Veronica looked at me and nodded as she said “so long as it does not hurt?”

“It won’t,” I said with a smile as they both put their hands behind their backs, and I secured their wrists together with some rope, before winding the longer ones round their upper arms and body. I then invited Veronica to take a seat on the other couch, her sister and niece watching as well as Alice as I knelt down and secured her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees, before I looked at Alice.

“Would you like to sit on your mother’s lap before I make sure I tie your ankles a swell?”

“Yes please,” Alcie said, “but I’ want to sit with my legs round her, as we do at home.”

“Please,” Veronica said as she looked at me, and then swung her legs up so they stretched along the couch, pushing herself a little over as she did so. I nodded, and picked Alice up before placing her on Veronica’s lap, making sure her legs went round her mother’s waist before I took some rope and tied it from one ankle to the other behind Veronica’s back. I then tied a length of rope from the mother to the daughter at their chest ropes so they were held together, as she leaned down and kissed Alice’s forehead.

“Now, as I was saying, I need to keep the alarm from being raised,” I said then as I took the roll of white tape from my rucksack, and peeled a length off which I pressed down over Veronica’s mouth.

“Is it all right Mummy,” Alice asked, Veronica nodding as she said “jhssjthmhmdhthsthuh.” She nodded as she put her lips together and I covered them with the tape, before Veronica tape kissed her again on the head.

“Now, I think it is time I…”

“Oh my goodness – have we walked in on a robbery?”

I let out a sigh as I turned to see the two new arrivals. The mother was wearing a blue V-necked sweater and jeans tucked into mid-calf light brown leather boots, while her seven-year-old daughter was wearing a white long sleeved top and jeans with the bottom of the legs turned up, as well as tan leather ankle boots. The other four were twisting round, their boots squeaking as Lizzie said “hey Shirley – we’re all tied up by a bad robber, and now you will be as well.”

“A bad robber? Are you a bad robber,” the young girl said as she looked at me.

“Well, I am pretending to be,” I said with a smile, “and I’m sure Susan and Lizzie would be more than happy for you to join in – Veronica and Alice already are, and it’s fun, isn’t it Alice?”

The young girl nodded as Shirley looked at her mother, who was looking at Susan.

“Please Ronnie – join in,” Susan said quietly, “you can sit on the couch with me and Lizzie, and be just like us.”

“Good, then that is settled then,” I said as I walked behind Shirley, and took her hands behind her back, “that means I need to make sure you and your mum cannot raise the alarm either, so I’m going to do to you what I did to the others.”

“It’s fun,” Lizzie said as I found the young girl’s wrists together behind her back, and then passed the longer rope round her arms and body as well. “Look at me, Mum,” she said as she looked up, “I’m tied like the others.”

“So I see. Susan, is everything all right?”

Susan nodded as I took Ronnie’s hands behind her back and secured her wrists together, and then wound the rope round her chest as well, before she sat on the other end of the couch from Susan, her daughter watching as I bound her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees.

I then lifted Shirley onto her lap so that she was facing Lizzie, and secured her ankles and legs as well as she rested her head on her mother’s chest. I then tape gagged both of them, before I finally pressed the gag down over Lizzie’s mouth.

“Now then,” I said as I gagged Susan, “you all need to sit nice and quietly for half an hour, and then see who can escape first. I’ll put the television on so that you can at least listen to…”

“OH MY GOD!”

I turned to see that we had been joined by a fourth woman, who had a blue blazer on over a white blouse, and jeans tucked into old red boots. With her was a seven-year-old boy, with short blonde hair, who was wearing a white shirt, jeans, white socks and brown shoes – and an expression on his face that told he was about to scream.

Which he did – so I had to grab him and put my gloved hand over his mouth as his mother stared at me. I remained calm as he twisted round, and told her that her friends and their daughters were playing a game of hostages, and then I asked her name.

“Carol….”

“And your son’s name?”

“Simon – please…”

“All right Carol – you need to get him to calm down, explain this is just a game, and nothing bad is going to happen.”

She looked at Susan, who nodded as Lizzie, Alice and Shirley stared at Steve. She then knelt down and put her hands on her son’s shoulders, as she said quietly “Steve, look at me. Please, calm down and stop struggling. The girls are not hurt – they’re not scared. Are you?”

“Nwhhnrnht,” Lizzie said as Steve looked at them. “Htsfhn.”

Steve slowly calmed down as I kept my hand over his mouth, Carol smiling as she stroked his head. “Look, I think we should play along as well – this man is not going to hurt you or me, and you can be on my lap as well, all right?”

“Hllrhtmhmmhh,” he mumbled into the palm of my glove as Susan said “good – if he takes his hand away, will you watch quietly?” He nodded as she looked at me, and said “he’ll play now – where do you want me to sit?”

“In the armchair,” I said as Carol walked over and sat down, the others watching with Steve as I realized I had no rope left – but I had another roll of tape, so I knelt down and taped her ankles tightly together, and her legs below her knees, before saying to Steve “I’m going to us the tape to keep your wrists together in front of you, and then I’ll sit you on your mother’s lap.”

He nodded both of them watching as I taped his wrists together and then he sat on Carol’s lap, watching as I secured his ankles and legs in the same way. Carol then put her arms round him in a hug as I taped her wrists to her arms, then wound tape round both of them so her son’s upper arms were taped to her with his head on her chest.

I then said “’m going to put some of the tape on your mouths now. You need to be brave Steve and not try to struggle – you don’t want the girls to see you are not as brave as them, do you?”

“No,” he whispered before I pressed the tape down over his mouth, and then gagged Carol in the same way as they both twisted round. She kissed her son no the head and mumbled “Whlllbhfhnnhn” as she looked at me.

I nodded and checked all the others, before finally taking my leave of all four of them. as I looked back, I saw the younger generation squirming on the laps of their mothers, and smiled – it is good when they all play together…

Makes you wonder how often he is prepared for guests...