Stories of Tie Up Games

Carrie woke up bleary eyed to her dark bedroom. She sat up in bed and blinked. was that a noise?, she thought to herself and then shook her head. No it was probably nothing, she thought groggily. She ran her hands over the thick ponytail of her long dark wavy hair hanging over her left shoulder

Suddenly thirsty and already being up she slid out of bed and started padding out of her room and headed downstairs of her townhome. Her wide legged black lounge palazzo pants flowed around her legs as her wool sock clad feet mutely pattered down the stairs. she hugged her arms over her thick oversized purple sweatshirt hanging off one shoulder.

The townhome was cool and dark. She never bothered turning lights on to walk around. she hated having to re fall asleep after being blinded in the middle of the night. which is exactly why she missed walking right past the tall black clad figure in her living room.

"lets see what we have. what sounds goo...MMM!" she started as a strong hand clapped over her mouth and yanked her head back against a large body. Fear struck her like lighting and her body tensed. before she even had a chance to thrash she felt a cold metal tube press against her neck.

"Stop..." said a deep quiet voice calmly. A voice assured of obedience following. She froze. the only thing moving or making a sound was her pounding heart.

"Dont move a muscle and you wont get hurt...lets get things out of the way. Yes. I am robbing you. No there isnt anything you can do about it. And yes if you cooperate you will NOT get hurt. Understand? nod your head" he said in her ear.

"mhmm" she hummed under the hand and frantically nodded her head.

"good open your mouth now" she obeyed on instinct and grunted as a thick wad of fabric was jammed into her mouth. It was so thick it took several seconds of poking and prodding to shove most of it in, packing her mouth full. It was so large there was still excess hanging out

"Rmphmm?" she questioned at the necessity of the selection

"shutup, I cam in throught the laundry room and it seemed like the kindest option. Relax its your own sock and its from the clean basket. Now walk" he commanded. Moving further out behind her but keeping the barrel pressed against her back. He led her to the dining room and pulled out a chair.

"sit" he said firmly "dont move, dont touch the gag, or else..." she went to sit normally "no, backwards" she knitted her eyebrows quizzically and obeyed. sitting down straddling the chair with the back of it in front of her

"good now close your eyes while I secure you" he said again and she did.

The first thing she felt was her hands being pulled around the back of the chair as if she was hugging it and then wrapped securely in a weaving cinched binging of a long soft material. he mustve found my pile of scarves convenient she thought to herself annoyed.

After her wrists were secure he then took a longer scarf tied one end to her already bound wrists and then used the rest to wrap it around her torso and the back of the chair, holding her tight to it, finally tying it off at her wrists again, but looping in a slat on the chair back so her wrists couldnt pull away or slide around. Hes good at this she thought to herself panic rising a bit at realizing how securely she was being bound.

He lifted both feet and tied them high to each front leg of the chair and used a couple more scarves to tie her shins to her thighs. She was well trussed up to the chair now in an off balanced position with few ways to struggle effectively.

"im going to be nice now" he said as he pulled out the thick sock of her mouth"


"Bleh.." she groaned as the wad came out "I guess thanks?Phhmmph!!?" she started only to be cut off again by another thick wad of fabric. He had knotted one of her thick winter scarves and yanked it between her teeth, stretching her mouth wide open yet again, although less uncomfortably packed than with the sock. "not nice enough to actually leave you ungagged" he said with what seemed to be a hint of a laugh

He yanked it off tight behind her head and she grunted. She shook her head a couple times to test the tightness and it was sound. That wasnt going anywhere, she felt completely helpless.

"so lets chat for a second" he said and a small lamp turned on. Her eyes widened she she began struggling in the chair as the large figure was revealed before her.

He was tall and strongly built. But it was hard to tell too much more from the intimidating figure. He was clad in a thick oversized hoodie, obscuring his frame. Baggy black cargo pants and black combat boots doing the same. He dragged a chair in front of her with black gloved hands and put it far to close. He sat down and leaned his forearms on his thighs bringing his face inches from hers. Piercing blue eyes was all she got from the holes of the black ski mask that sat terrifyingly close to her.

Silence hung in the hair withe her heavy breathing through flared nostrils its only companion.

"oh wow youre cute" he said patronizingly and she glared at him "both your looks and the attitude" he jabbed at her "I didnt realize my little ploy would work so well he said with what sounded like a smirk. She looked at him confused as he raised his hand. she flinched preparing for the gun to come up to her face only to see a small metal tube of no significance.

"scary gun huh?" he said chuckling.

She looked at him then the tube then back and erupted into angry gagged curses and grunts. yanking at her bonds and making the chair rock slightly

"oh stooop. Temper tantrums arent helping this so just relax. Im going to be taking a look around for valuables and Ive already thought of everything so just do us a favor and make this easy ok? just sit there like a good girl and Ill be out of here quick ok?" he said and patted her on the head. She growled at him as he got up and began moving about the house.

Oh hell no Carrie thought to herself defiantly if theres no gun I am NOT letting it go down like this. I will not be robbed and just sit here like a trussed up chicken....she slowly began working at the bindings holding her to the chair. Winter scarves make great impromptu ropes but theres no way they could hold her as effectively

.......

This is too easily the burglar thought to himself. He moved room to room, grabbing all the typical targets. loose cash, jewelry, small electronics that could sell quick. this is all going according to plan. it wont be long now and then we put the exit plan into effect. he thought smugly. Not that there wasnt back ups and contingencies in place.

he made several trips back to the living room to shove valuables into the duffle bag he brought with him. And to check on his "host".

"comfortable?" he teased. She looked adorable securely lashed to the chair. Those hating eyes staring at him over the thick scarf gag "oh stop. ya know if you got to know me youd probably like me" he quipped. She squinted and made what seemingly would be a mocking gesture.

he shook his head and went back to it.

........

after about a half hour of thorough searching he had come back and seemed to be done. this would be her only chance. He crouched down by his duffle again but this time had his back to her. This was it!

She had worked a hand out of the scarf binding her wrists a while ago and had slowly been loosening the ones around her legs, putting her hand back each time he'd return, to not give herself away. Now everything should come undone in one move if she moves fast enough.

"MMMMph!" she roared through her gag as as she exploded out of the chair and lunged towards him. The chair crashed to the ground, scarves still hung loosely around her in several places, and chaos ensued as she crashed onto him from behind. she wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist and squeezed.

"what the hell!" he cursed as he fell to the ground with a thump. he thrashed and rolled but she held tight. with all her might she tried to get him to pass out. They thrashed around on the ground for almost a solid minute, the sounds of their grunts breaking the night silence. He gave a strangled groan of effort and then fell limp. unconscious.

She shot up triumphantly and quickly looped one of the scarves around his hands behind his back in a makeshift job, not that she had any experience with tying anyone up. She yanked the gag out of her mouth with relief and ran over to the control box by her front door. She hit the large red button at the bottom and all hell broke loose. The house alarm began to blare, filling the apartment. She could hear it echo out into the neighborhood as well.

It wouldnt be long now til the neighbors are out to see whats going on, and not long after that til the police arrive.

She turned around grinning and sauntered back over to her bound captive. He had started to regain some consciousness and was on his back, stirring.

She sat down on his chest and looked down at those blue eyes.

"whos adorable now?" she teased in victory. "you got to see my cute face, so it only seems fair I see yours.

"No wait!" she yelled weakly as she lifted the ski mask off his head.

"Hmm not bad" She said looking at the handsome 30 something blonde man beneath her. he rolled his eyes in frustration. "what? upset you got beat by a girl?" she laughed.

"no!" he said almost dismissively " annoyed that I have to go to plan B now" he said. seemingly more mildly annoyed than afraid

Carrie scoffed "oh ok" she snorted "was plan B getting arrested and paraded out in front of my neighbors?" she said mockingly. she could already hear curious voices over the alarm. neighbors mustve been slowly rousing and coming out to see what happened

"something like that he said looking up at her...smiling"

............

not long later a few curious neighbors gathered out on the street. A police car was out front and the alarm was finally cut.

An officer walked out "alright everyone! the situation is handled! return to your homes, no reason to bother this resident anymore than she already has been tonight!" He yelled authoritatively. He led out the burglar. clad in all black, ski mask and all. Some of them started nervously. The brave officer yanked the criminal along by the arm. a large duffle bag held in his other hand. the burglar struggled but couldnt do more than give him a bit of a hard time. His hands were handcuffed behind his back, and for extra caution, another set of cuffs with a longer but still short chain were secured to his ankles. He stumbled along and growled at the officer "dont give me that dirtbag. Youre lucky we werent rougher with you after the problems you caused tonight" He said threateningly.

The neighbors clapped and cheered for the officer as he finished the walk to his car and shoved the perp into the back. he flopped inside clumsily, and the officer grabbed his feet and threw his legs in after the rest of his body.

"thank you everyone" the officer said raising a hand in thanks. smiling. "but really its late. head back inside, everythings safe now. He said.

The neighbors gave one last round of applause and dispersed.

The officer circled the car and climbed into the drivers seat, tossing the duffle into the passenger seat. The burglar in the back growled and groaned and shook in his restraints in the back

"funny thing about those alarms" the officer said "most pros know about them now days. while the alarm itself is hard to beat, a lot of them know how to disable the police call function" he said.

The blonde haired blue eyed man in the police uniform turned in the seat and reached back towards the burglar.

"Im sure you realize that now though huh?" he asked as he lifted up the ski mask to reveal the face beneath "plan B wasnt too bad huh? enjoy your parade?" he teased as Carries frazzled hair and raging red face was uncovered. Duct tape wrapped several times around her mouth and head muffling the angry red faced tirade she was surely trying to give. cheeks bulging out over the top of the tape, vein showing on her forehead

"MMMM NMMMM GMMMRRGHMMMM!!!! FMMMGGMMMM!!!!" she roared. She thrashed and kicked but all it did was cause her to flop around in the back seat and send the sound of rattling chains echoing through the vehicle.

"hey your the one who just had to look at my face, so it looks like Im stealing two bags of goods tonight. and you only have yourself to blame" he lectured, before tugging the ski mask back down over her face and driving away......



...to be continued...