JCL : 03 - Payback Time! (f/m)
Posted: Sun May 12, 2019 7:32 pm
JCL's stories
03 - Payback Time!
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By JCL
As requested, I will tell you one of the times that my older sister was able to extract revenge on me for tying her up. As a side note, it is funny referring to this as revenge, as if we don't want it to happen. Many of the situations I provoked with my sisters were specifically to get them to tie me up after I was finished with them. Inspiring comments like "You could never do that to me", etc. went a long way toward manipulating them into doing what I wanted them to do in the first place. Enough psychological banter - on to the story.
After I was able to surprise my older sister, Ann, that night while watching TV, she seemed bent on turning the tables. Of course, you are never fully aware of the plot, save some passing comments like "I'm still going to get you back". Half of the fun of these situations is the anticipation and the fantasizing about how it is going to take place.
I have always been a very tight sleeper and I will often sleep on my side or stomach. One afternoon, I decided to take a nap in my bedroom, as my summer job would sometimes require me to work early mornings. Ann must have realized this (my bedroom lights were turned off) and she was able to quietly sneak into my room. While I was asleep, Ann managed to slowly pull my arms behind my back without waking me and wrap some rope around my wrists. It was at that point that I woke up. When most people wake up, they are a bit groggy for moment. I had been asleep for a half-hour or more and was definitely not in complete command of my senses when I awoke. I felt the rope around my wrists tighten and could feel her tying a knot. In my state of grogginess, I looked back over my shoulder at her and exclaim, "What are you doing?"
"Payback time!" is what I think she said.
The next thing I know she is stuffing a handkerchief into my mouth to keep me quiet. Another side note: Many girls grew up on Nancy Drew mystery novels. If you ever read these books you will realize that the criminals often gag the protagonist (Nancy) by simply stuffing a handkerchief in her mouth. I think Ann had read too many of these books, as she seemed to believe that was sufficient to keep me quiet. Realizing that this arrangement was not going to work and that she had no more handkerchiefs with her, Ann kept her hand over my mouth and started looking around the room. She must have struck upon an idea as she piled a few pillows on my head to keep me quiet temporarily as she jumped from the bed. By the time I had worked my head clear of the pillows and had spitted out the handkerchief, she was back. She had dashed into my closet and had grabbed one of my few ties (I was 16 remember). She stuffed the handkerchief back in and kept it there by winding one of the ties around my head a couple times. As that did the trick, she proceeded to tie my ankles together with rope. When finished, Ann covered me back up with the sheet to make it look as if I was still taking a nap and she left. I do remember some type of snide comment like "Enjoy your nap" or something like that as she closed the door behind her.
Now this story may seem rather ordinary, but here is where it gets a little strange. By this time I realize that I can't free (or I don't want to) nor can I make much of a sound. About ten minutes have passed and I'm thinking that Ann has got to be coming back sometime soon when there is a knock on my door - it was my mom. Our privacy was usually pretty well respected but this time she opened the door and stuck her head in to see if I was awake. I still remember the stunned look on her face as she realized I was gagged. This is turning in to a real embarrassing situation for me - no one wants their mom to be any part of any situation like this. She ran over to the bed, quickly untied the tie cleave gag, and asked me what happened. She had been away shopping, had just returned and was wondering where the kids were. Her natural response to the scene that faced her was one of horror. She told me later that she thought a burglar had raided the house while she was gone. After I embarrassingly explained to her that it was just Ann getting back at me she relaxed. She looked down at my tie that Ann had used and scolded her under her breath.
"I can't believe she used your nice tie."
It was then that I should have realized that Mom still had a little kid in her because she got up, put the tie back into my closet, and walked out of the room muttering "I'll be right back".
I, of course, believed she was going for the scissors. However, when she returned she was carrying a couple of white handkerchiefs from her room. As I watched her stunned, she took one of the handkerchiefs and pushed it into my mouth. She folded the other handkerchief into a triangular shaped gag and tied it pretty tightly over my mouth. I was still stunned and did not put up any fight. She left me there for Ann to release later (another half-hour or so).
To this day I have never figured out why she did that. Maybe she knew what I had done to Ann; maybe she just didn't want to interfere with our "games". I do know that she used to tape our (me and my sisters) mouths shut when we said "naughty" words when we were younger. Chalk it up to one heck of a strange experience.
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JCL's stories
Stories retrieved from Stories of Tie-Up Games
03 - Payback Time!
Story index at the bottom
By JCL
As requested, I will tell you one of the times that my older sister was able to extract revenge on me for tying her up. As a side note, it is funny referring to this as revenge, as if we don't want it to happen. Many of the situations I provoked with my sisters were specifically to get them to tie me up after I was finished with them. Inspiring comments like "You could never do that to me", etc. went a long way toward manipulating them into doing what I wanted them to do in the first place. Enough psychological banter - on to the story.
After I was able to surprise my older sister, Ann, that night while watching TV, she seemed bent on turning the tables. Of course, you are never fully aware of the plot, save some passing comments like "I'm still going to get you back". Half of the fun of these situations is the anticipation and the fantasizing about how it is going to take place.
I have always been a very tight sleeper and I will often sleep on my side or stomach. One afternoon, I decided to take a nap in my bedroom, as my summer job would sometimes require me to work early mornings. Ann must have realized this (my bedroom lights were turned off) and she was able to quietly sneak into my room. While I was asleep, Ann managed to slowly pull my arms behind my back without waking me and wrap some rope around my wrists. It was at that point that I woke up. When most people wake up, they are a bit groggy for moment. I had been asleep for a half-hour or more and was definitely not in complete command of my senses when I awoke. I felt the rope around my wrists tighten and could feel her tying a knot. In my state of grogginess, I looked back over my shoulder at her and exclaim, "What are you doing?"
"Payback time!" is what I think she said.
The next thing I know she is stuffing a handkerchief into my mouth to keep me quiet. Another side note: Many girls grew up on Nancy Drew mystery novels. If you ever read these books you will realize that the criminals often gag the protagonist (Nancy) by simply stuffing a handkerchief in her mouth. I think Ann had read too many of these books, as she seemed to believe that was sufficient to keep me quiet. Realizing that this arrangement was not going to work and that she had no more handkerchiefs with her, Ann kept her hand over my mouth and started looking around the room. She must have struck upon an idea as she piled a few pillows on my head to keep me quiet temporarily as she jumped from the bed. By the time I had worked my head clear of the pillows and had spitted out the handkerchief, she was back. She had dashed into my closet and had grabbed one of my few ties (I was 16 remember). She stuffed the handkerchief back in and kept it there by winding one of the ties around my head a couple times. As that did the trick, she proceeded to tie my ankles together with rope. When finished, Ann covered me back up with the sheet to make it look as if I was still taking a nap and she left. I do remember some type of snide comment like "Enjoy your nap" or something like that as she closed the door behind her.
Now this story may seem rather ordinary, but here is where it gets a little strange. By this time I realize that I can't free (or I don't want to) nor can I make much of a sound. About ten minutes have passed and I'm thinking that Ann has got to be coming back sometime soon when there is a knock on my door - it was my mom. Our privacy was usually pretty well respected but this time she opened the door and stuck her head in to see if I was awake. I still remember the stunned look on her face as she realized I was gagged. This is turning in to a real embarrassing situation for me - no one wants their mom to be any part of any situation like this. She ran over to the bed, quickly untied the tie cleave gag, and asked me what happened. She had been away shopping, had just returned and was wondering where the kids were. Her natural response to the scene that faced her was one of horror. She told me later that she thought a burglar had raided the house while she was gone. After I embarrassingly explained to her that it was just Ann getting back at me she relaxed. She looked down at my tie that Ann had used and scolded her under her breath.
"I can't believe she used your nice tie."
It was then that I should have realized that Mom still had a little kid in her because she got up, put the tie back into my closet, and walked out of the room muttering "I'll be right back".
I, of course, believed she was going for the scissors. However, when she returned she was carrying a couple of white handkerchiefs from her room. As I watched her stunned, she took one of the handkerchiefs and pushed it into my mouth. She folded the other handkerchief into a triangular shaped gag and tied it pretty tightly over my mouth. I was still stunned and did not put up any fight. She left me there for Ann to release later (another half-hour or so).
To this day I have never figured out why she did that. Maybe she knew what I had done to Ann; maybe she just didn't want to interfere with our "games". I do know that she used to tape our (me and my sisters) mouths shut when we said "naughty" words when we were younger. Chalk it up to one heck of a strange experience.
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JCL's stories
- 01 - Playing in Tent (ff/m, m/ff)
- 02 - Sister is Fair (and Easy) Game (m/f)
- 03 - Payback Time! (f/m)
- 04 - Superheroine Gets Tied (m/f)
- 05 - JCL Gets It (f/m)
- 06 - Helping Ann (fm/f)
- 07 - Helping Jenny (fm/f)
- 08 - The Case of the Tapping Heels (m/ff)
- 09 - Hidden Jewel (m/ff)
- 10 - Babysitting Becky (f/m, m/f, F/m)
Stories retrieved from Stories of Tie-Up Games