Cousins Trapped in the Basement (f/mmm)
Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2025 2:18 am
I was in Indiana with my cousins from out that way, and a bunch of us were playing in the basement. It was me, my cousin David who was around my age, his older brother Justin, our cousin Elizabeth, who was the oldest of the cousins, and a few of the other girl cousins.
At some point David got bored and went upstairs, and then a little bit later, all the girls started whispering and giggling and then they, too went upstairs.
Justin and I continued to play downstairs until we got bored and then we decided to go up as well. However, when we reached the top of the stairs, we found that the door was jammed shut. When we tried to open it and couldn't, we heard the girls laughing, revealing that this was intentional.
We were trapped!
At this point you can certainly guess where this is heading, given the nature of this website, so I'll fast forward past all of us asking and begging them to open up and Elizabeth holding firm and us pacing around and looking for other ways out and skip to the inevitable part: Elizabeth finally told us she would let us out of the basement if we would yield ourselves prisoners.
Now Justin did not share my feelings on being captured, so he was rather hesitant. But after some back-and-forth, he was finally convinced, so the girls opened up the basement door and let us come up onto the main level, where we were promptly bound and gagged and rendered helpless captives.
Elizabeth then revealed she had devious plans for us, to hold us captive for many hours (even overnight) and to torment and humiliate us until even I would regret surrendering.
I tried to respond with something cool like "do your worst", but the retort was muffled by my gag.
The girls, led by Elizabeth, began to parade us around. They led us through the house, past our parents and older brothers, who laughed and jeered at us (the brothers, not our parents).But then they dragged us over to David’s room and knocked on his door. As soon as he opened it and saw Justin and I with our hands tied behind our backs and bandanas pulled tightly into our mouths, his eyes went wide.
"You tied them up?" he asked.
"Yep!" declared Elizabeth. "They're our prisoners!"
"Awesome!" exclaimed David. Then he asked: "Can you tie me up too?"
The girls all laughed, thinking he was joking at first. But David insisted that he wanted to be a prisoner too, and he did want them to bind and gag him and treat him just like Justin and I, so Elizabeth tied his wrists together behind his back and then sent one of the other girls to fetch another bandana while she roped him together with us.
Once the bandana had been brought back, David was gagged too, and then the parade went back the other way, and everyone got to see us again with the new captive added to the line. They were amused by this, especially when they learned that he had wanted to be a captive.
After the parade was over, the girls untied us and then told us we were free to go. Justin was relieved and he took off to get as far away from them as possible.
I was surprised, and I asked Elizabeth what about their plans to hold us captive overnight. She laughed and said she was just joking, and then they departed as well.
I was simultaneously relieved and disappointed, as I of course wanted to be captured, but was also nervous about the prospect of it lasting that long. That night, I crawled into bed, exhausted, but with fond memories to look back on.
*********
I woke with a hand on my mouth. I opened my eyes and tried to struggle, but my limbs were being held. When I became fully awake, I realized that it was Elizabeth who was towering over me, and the other cousins had seized my arms and legs.
When I realized it was just them, I relaxed and stopped resisting. They tied me to the bed, each limb to a different corner. It was secure, but not so tight it was uncomfortable. I asked if Justin and David were receiving the same fate, and Elizabeth said that David was, but since Justin had not enjoyed being captured, they had decided to show him mercy and let him be free.
I laid there bound to the bed all night, eventually drifting off to sleep. When I woke up, I laid there tied up and helpless until finally Elizabeth came in. She asked me if I needed the bathroom and I said yes. She untied me from the bed, then bound my hands in front of me and sent me to use the bathroom.
When I finished, she brought me out to the dining room where everyone was gathered for breakfast. David's hands were tied like mine, and she sat me next to him as my uncle served us pancakes.
It was a challenge eating with my hands tied, but it was a fun challenge (plus it was just fun being tied up in general). When breakfast was done, Elizabeth brought us back down into the basement and delivered to us the final torture of the day.
She told us that we were going to be tickled mercilessly until one of us said "I give up". Then the other one would be freed while the loser would be strung up by their wrists and forced to stay like that for a full hour.
David and I were nervous, but we were prisoners, so we were not in a position to argue. Our hands were temporarily freed, then Elizabeth ordered us to lay facedown on the ground, and then we were both hogtied tightly.
And then the torture began.
No part of us was safe. Our necks, armpits, ribs, and feet all received harsh tickling.
Now something about myself is that I REALLY hate being tickled, so much that if given the option between being tied up and tickled, or not tied up at all, I would actually choose not being a prisoner, if you can believe it!
Still, I was determined to win, so I resisted with as much grit as I could muster. Just when I was losing my resolve, I heard David cry out for mercy and give up the match.
Elizabeth congratulated me on my win, and then she untied the both of us and let us catch our breath. Finally, they dragged David over to stand under a ceiling beam and re-tied his hands above his head, stretching them up so much he was forced to stand on the front of his feet.
He looked truly miserable, and in that moment I took pity. I asked Elizabeth to show mercy and free him, but she refused. Finally, I offered to take his place, and this she accepted.
I walked over to stand beside David, who mouthed "thank you", and then Elizabeth bound my arms above my head.
I stood there practically on my tip-toes, tied up and completely helpless, and told her "well, are you going to free him now?"
Elizabeth merely smirked and said "no."
I was aghast. "But we had a deal!"
Elizabeth laughed. "You shouldn't have let me tie you up first."
I hung my head. She was right of course. I had been tricked. Defeated. And now I was a prisoner. We stayed like that for an hour, and then this time she actually kept her word and freed us.
All in all, it was a bizarre, intense, and yet mostly very fun experience.
At some point David got bored and went upstairs, and then a little bit later, all the girls started whispering and giggling and then they, too went upstairs.
Justin and I continued to play downstairs until we got bored and then we decided to go up as well. However, when we reached the top of the stairs, we found that the door was jammed shut. When we tried to open it and couldn't, we heard the girls laughing, revealing that this was intentional.
We were trapped!
At this point you can certainly guess where this is heading, given the nature of this website, so I'll fast forward past all of us asking and begging them to open up and Elizabeth holding firm and us pacing around and looking for other ways out and skip to the inevitable part: Elizabeth finally told us she would let us out of the basement if we would yield ourselves prisoners.
Now Justin did not share my feelings on being captured, so he was rather hesitant. But after some back-and-forth, he was finally convinced, so the girls opened up the basement door and let us come up onto the main level, where we were promptly bound and gagged and rendered helpless captives.
Elizabeth then revealed she had devious plans for us, to hold us captive for many hours (even overnight) and to torment and humiliate us until even I would regret surrendering.
I tried to respond with something cool like "do your worst", but the retort was muffled by my gag.
The girls, led by Elizabeth, began to parade us around. They led us through the house, past our parents and older brothers, who laughed and jeered at us (the brothers, not our parents).But then they dragged us over to David’s room and knocked on his door. As soon as he opened it and saw Justin and I with our hands tied behind our backs and bandanas pulled tightly into our mouths, his eyes went wide.
"You tied them up?" he asked.
"Yep!" declared Elizabeth. "They're our prisoners!"
"Awesome!" exclaimed David. Then he asked: "Can you tie me up too?"
The girls all laughed, thinking he was joking at first. But David insisted that he wanted to be a prisoner too, and he did want them to bind and gag him and treat him just like Justin and I, so Elizabeth tied his wrists together behind his back and then sent one of the other girls to fetch another bandana while she roped him together with us.
Once the bandana had been brought back, David was gagged too, and then the parade went back the other way, and everyone got to see us again with the new captive added to the line. They were amused by this, especially when they learned that he had wanted to be a captive.
After the parade was over, the girls untied us and then told us we were free to go. Justin was relieved and he took off to get as far away from them as possible.
I was surprised, and I asked Elizabeth what about their plans to hold us captive overnight. She laughed and said she was just joking, and then they departed as well.
I was simultaneously relieved and disappointed, as I of course wanted to be captured, but was also nervous about the prospect of it lasting that long. That night, I crawled into bed, exhausted, but with fond memories to look back on.
*********
I woke with a hand on my mouth. I opened my eyes and tried to struggle, but my limbs were being held. When I became fully awake, I realized that it was Elizabeth who was towering over me, and the other cousins had seized my arms and legs.
When I realized it was just them, I relaxed and stopped resisting. They tied me to the bed, each limb to a different corner. It was secure, but not so tight it was uncomfortable. I asked if Justin and David were receiving the same fate, and Elizabeth said that David was, but since Justin had not enjoyed being captured, they had decided to show him mercy and let him be free.
I laid there bound to the bed all night, eventually drifting off to sleep. When I woke up, I laid there tied up and helpless until finally Elizabeth came in. She asked me if I needed the bathroom and I said yes. She untied me from the bed, then bound my hands in front of me and sent me to use the bathroom.
When I finished, she brought me out to the dining room where everyone was gathered for breakfast. David's hands were tied like mine, and she sat me next to him as my uncle served us pancakes.
It was a challenge eating with my hands tied, but it was a fun challenge (plus it was just fun being tied up in general). When breakfast was done, Elizabeth brought us back down into the basement and delivered to us the final torture of the day.
She told us that we were going to be tickled mercilessly until one of us said "I give up". Then the other one would be freed while the loser would be strung up by their wrists and forced to stay like that for a full hour.
David and I were nervous, but we were prisoners, so we were not in a position to argue. Our hands were temporarily freed, then Elizabeth ordered us to lay facedown on the ground, and then we were both hogtied tightly.
And then the torture began.
No part of us was safe. Our necks, armpits, ribs, and feet all received harsh tickling.
Now something about myself is that I REALLY hate being tickled, so much that if given the option between being tied up and tickled, or not tied up at all, I would actually choose not being a prisoner, if you can believe it!
Still, I was determined to win, so I resisted with as much grit as I could muster. Just when I was losing my resolve, I heard David cry out for mercy and give up the match.
Elizabeth congratulated me on my win, and then she untied the both of us and let us catch our breath. Finally, they dragged David over to stand under a ceiling beam and re-tied his hands above his head, stretching them up so much he was forced to stand on the front of his feet.
He looked truly miserable, and in that moment I took pity. I asked Elizabeth to show mercy and free him, but she refused. Finally, I offered to take his place, and this she accepted.
I walked over to stand beside David, who mouthed "thank you", and then Elizabeth bound my arms above my head.
I stood there practically on my tip-toes, tied up and completely helpless, and told her "well, are you going to free him now?"
Elizabeth merely smirked and said "no."
I was aghast. "But we had a deal!"
Elizabeth laughed. "You shouldn't have let me tie you up first."
I hung my head. She was right of course. I had been tricked. Defeated. And now I was a prisoner. We stayed like that for an hour, and then this time she actually kept her word and freed us.
All in all, it was a bizarre, intense, and yet mostly very fun experience.
