02 - Tied in Maria's Room
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By Anders
Fri Jun 26 16:23:43 1998
Jonah - thank you for your kind words. To answer your questions my name is Swedish alright. Sometimes I like it and sometimes I don't. It's a very common name in Sweden, see, and sometimes it would be nice to be named something more unusual (I am a very unusual guy).
The story I am about to tell you is about one of the most embarresing moments in my life. It strange though, cause even as I'm blushing right now, sitting here and telling you about it, I wouldn't want to have anything undone.
Remember how I told you about my friend Robert and how we played our little tying-up game in the tent earlier? Well, a couple of days later, when I was at his house, he asked me if he could tie me up again. We really didn't have anything better to do, so I said yes. I think we were waiting for a matinée on TV or something and I just wanted to pass time.
I don't know if Robert had perpared for this already, but it took him no time at all to find the lengths of rope he needed. He put me on my stomach over his bed and tied my hands behind my back. While he did that I asked him if noone would come home.
"No", he said, "Mom and dad are working and Maria doesn't come home until late this evening." Maria was Roberts sister. She was fourteen at the time and although I was three years younger, I thought she was incredebly good looking. I had developed a serious speach impediment as soon as she was anywhere around. I can't say it was love, cause I didn't know anything about such things back then, but still it was a strong feeling and I remember that it scared me.
Anyways, when my hands were securely bound, Robert turned me over on my back and held up one of his infamous juggling balls again. Ok, so he did some juggling, and was quite good at it, but mostly he'd use the balls to bombard me with, wenever I turned my back, and now he was going to jam it in my mouth, AGAIN. "Come on, you don't have to gag me", I said and when Robert didn't listen to that, I tried to pinch my lips together. Unfortunately it didn't work, he was able to but the ball in my mouth and keep it in place with a strip of duct tape.
When Robert sat me down on a wooden chair, that was placed by the end of the bed, I was beginning to feel uneasy. Just what a hell did we do in Marias room? I most certainly would have asked him that if I didn't have that stupid ball in my mouth.
Robert proceeded by taping my mouth with several more strips of duct tape, making any kind of protest even harder. When I was tied down to the chair with ropes running across my chest and stomache, and with my ankles tied to each leg of the chair, Robert finished the whole thing of by blindfolding me with his bandanna. It was at this moment he choose to tell me why I was tied up in Marias room. Apparently he had told her abour our game in the tent and she had replied that she would like to play that game some time. Now, she was in for a big surprise, namely ME... tied up and gagged on a chair in her room.
As soon as I heard Robert leave the room and close the door behind him, I desperately struggled to break free, but that was not going to happen. The sweat was pooring down my forhead and I was all worked out by the time I heard the front door close and Marias voice. Robert replied her as if everything was normal, and I started to panick. I pulled the ropes that tied me down and I can still remember the old wooden chair squeak beneath me.
When the door to the room where I was opened, I just hang silently with my head. I was sort of glad that I was blindfolded, cause it kind of left me in another world. OK, so now I just waited for everyone to start laughing at my expence, but instead the door closed again. It was all kind of confusing for me, cause everything became so quiet. I didn't know were the others were or what they were up to. There could be someone in the room for all I knew, and that was the most frustrating thing of all, to not know.
When the door finally opened again I heard groaning from Robert followed by a soft squeak from the bed. Then my blindfold came off and I stared right into Marias smiling face. "Hello cutie" she said. My god how embarrassing, but yet kind of a fond memory, cause I loved it when she called me cutie.
Turning my head towards the bed I saw Robert sitting there, tied up with duct tape around his arms and legs and with tape over his mouth. He was squirming and groaning, not disliking it, but simply living his role as a kidnap victim. When I saw this I relaxed a bit and joined the game. I must say in retrospect, that Maria would have been a great villain in any movie. She could play such a mean character.
Later that evening Robert and I played trivial pursuit with Maria and a friend of hers. It was great. It was like our little kidnap game brought us closer together and we became friends. Not really friends, but we played together on occasion, watched movies and stuff.
Did I revenge on Robert you ask? Well, a year later or so I directed a movie where a kid was to be caught by bad guys and tied up. Guess who I casted for the role as the victim. I still have the movie and I sometimes watch it, and everytime I do, I smile and remember my childhood and the games we played.
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Anders' stories
- 01 - Sleepover Fun with Sleeping Bag (m/m, f/m)
- 02 - Tied in Maria's Room (m/m, f/m)
Stories retrieved from Stories of Tie-Up Games