Ligotage : Summer Camp (m/m, f/mm)
Posted: Wed May 22, 2019 4:43 pm
Summer Camp
Ligotage
Sun Jul 19 12:41:03 PDT 1998
When I was 19, I spent some time helping out in a summer camp with a few friends. Along with Steve (18), I was responsible for organizing all sorts of treasure hunts. To make things more fun, I suggested to Steve we should organize our hunts around themes: pirates, cowboys, detective stories, spies. Villains were sure to always show up: sometimes, we managed to have friends come over in the appropriate disguise to help our story lines; other times, we just had to use our imagination to make a bunch of 11 year old kids believe a villain had appeared without any outside help (and we often pulled it off!).
One day, because of a change in schedule, I had to quickly improvise a hunt with a story line. Unfortunately, at that point, one group had started to catch on to us and had realized Steve and I were behind all the mysterious appearances. At the time, our theme had evolved around the story of an organization of spies. So I pulled Steve into a remote area in the dorms and said: "Quick, I need your help for the next activity!" I suggested to him that, because everyone thought we were impersonating the villains, he should be the victim of our imagined bad guys to start off the next segment of our story. I told him that, as a lead into our next spy hunt, the kids could find him tied up and the great secret we were trying to hide from the spies would be gone (I forget the details of the story we had made up around the "secret").
I saw him hesitate and asked him if he had a better idea. He answered no, and I went to fetch a pile of ropes.
What Steve didn't know was there was another part to my little plan.
Tying up Steve wasn't the best part of the story, but I still did my best. I made him lie face down on one of the beds in the dorm and used a first piece of cotton rope to firmly tie his hands behind his back, first looping the rope around his wrists, then crossing over the loops, between the wrists. I did the same with his feet.
He was a little surprised when I took a third piece of rope and completed the hog-tie. When I was finished, he just said: "There's no way I can get out of this one!" And I walked out. I was ready to move on to the next step of my little idea.
Leaving the room, I went to find Jodie (18). Jodie was a good friend and a great looking girl. We had an interesting relationship: we enjoyed each other's company but always found ways to make the other miserable (but we had fun doing it!). Incidentally, I had just recently introduced Steve to Jodie, and he was very interested in her.
I told Jodie I needed her help and asked her to follow me. She asked why and I just answered: "Its a secret, but I am sure you'll enjoy helping me!" As we moved towards the dorm where Steve was tied up, I started to explain that the kids were on to Steve and me and that she could help us turn the story around. I repeated again: "I think you'll be glad you helped!"
We walked into the room and Jodie saw Steve hog-tied on his bed. She thought it was rather funny but Steve was quite embarrassed (he had the hots for Jodie). He tried to justify himself by saying to me: "There's always someone who ends up being tied up in your stories" (and there was some truth to that!). After a moment of silence, I think I surprised them both when I said to Jodie: "I have to appear as a victim too. I need you to do the same thing to me." And she asked: "The same way?". I answered: "Whatever way you want".
I followed that sequence of events to make sure that I was tied up by Jodie and not by Steve. Also, I now had a live model and had set a certain standard so Jodie would not do a sloppy job.
So Jodie picked up a piece of rope and glanced over to Steve to review how he was tied up. She asked me to lie down on another bed and proceeded to tie my hands behind my back. I was impressed by how firmly she was tying the rope: I guess she was getting a kick out of it. As she moved on to bind my feet, she commented that she had never seen a victim be so willingly tied up by a villain. And I am sure I was even more willing than she thought! I answered: "I guess this is your opportunity to get back at me for the tricks I play on you".
Steve was observing the scene silently. I imagine he was envious that I was being tied up by Jodie (poor Steve: his consolation prize was that he had been tied up by me! No one said life was fair!). As Jodie started working on the third piece of rope, tying one end to my bound wrists and the other to my feet, she said: "This is fun!". She finished up, smiled and said: "I'm done. Bye!" and she walked out.
By the time she walked out, Steve had already been tied up for more than 15 minutes. So I asked him if he had made any progress in releasing himself from his bonds.
"No, still as tight as before. You really did a job on me. And how about you?" answered Steve.
"She did a good job on me too. I don't think I could escape on my own".
We talked like that about the technical aspects of how we were tied up (we both knew quite a few knots) and about other stuff for about another 15 minutes, until we were found and released from our bonds. From there on, the spy hunt began, and we did not discuss the event after that.
PS
For those of you who wonder: of course I came up with other stories were Jodie was on the receiving end of the tie ups. And the fun thing was she usually participated in coming up with the scenarios!
Ligotage
Ligotage
Sun Jul 19 12:41:03 PDT 1998
When I was 19, I spent some time helping out in a summer camp with a few friends. Along with Steve (18), I was responsible for organizing all sorts of treasure hunts. To make things more fun, I suggested to Steve we should organize our hunts around themes: pirates, cowboys, detective stories, spies. Villains were sure to always show up: sometimes, we managed to have friends come over in the appropriate disguise to help our story lines; other times, we just had to use our imagination to make a bunch of 11 year old kids believe a villain had appeared without any outside help (and we often pulled it off!).
One day, because of a change in schedule, I had to quickly improvise a hunt with a story line. Unfortunately, at that point, one group had started to catch on to us and had realized Steve and I were behind all the mysterious appearances. At the time, our theme had evolved around the story of an organization of spies. So I pulled Steve into a remote area in the dorms and said: "Quick, I need your help for the next activity!" I suggested to him that, because everyone thought we were impersonating the villains, he should be the victim of our imagined bad guys to start off the next segment of our story. I told him that, as a lead into our next spy hunt, the kids could find him tied up and the great secret we were trying to hide from the spies would be gone (I forget the details of the story we had made up around the "secret").
I saw him hesitate and asked him if he had a better idea. He answered no, and I went to fetch a pile of ropes.
What Steve didn't know was there was another part to my little plan.
Tying up Steve wasn't the best part of the story, but I still did my best. I made him lie face down on one of the beds in the dorm and used a first piece of cotton rope to firmly tie his hands behind his back, first looping the rope around his wrists, then crossing over the loops, between the wrists. I did the same with his feet.
He was a little surprised when I took a third piece of rope and completed the hog-tie. When I was finished, he just said: "There's no way I can get out of this one!" And I walked out. I was ready to move on to the next step of my little idea.
Leaving the room, I went to find Jodie (18). Jodie was a good friend and a great looking girl. We had an interesting relationship: we enjoyed each other's company but always found ways to make the other miserable (but we had fun doing it!). Incidentally, I had just recently introduced Steve to Jodie, and he was very interested in her.
I told Jodie I needed her help and asked her to follow me. She asked why and I just answered: "Its a secret, but I am sure you'll enjoy helping me!" As we moved towards the dorm where Steve was tied up, I started to explain that the kids were on to Steve and me and that she could help us turn the story around. I repeated again: "I think you'll be glad you helped!"
We walked into the room and Jodie saw Steve hog-tied on his bed. She thought it was rather funny but Steve was quite embarrassed (he had the hots for Jodie). He tried to justify himself by saying to me: "There's always someone who ends up being tied up in your stories" (and there was some truth to that!). After a moment of silence, I think I surprised them both when I said to Jodie: "I have to appear as a victim too. I need you to do the same thing to me." And she asked: "The same way?". I answered: "Whatever way you want".
I followed that sequence of events to make sure that I was tied up by Jodie and not by Steve. Also, I now had a live model and had set a certain standard so Jodie would not do a sloppy job.
So Jodie picked up a piece of rope and glanced over to Steve to review how he was tied up. She asked me to lie down on another bed and proceeded to tie my hands behind my back. I was impressed by how firmly she was tying the rope: I guess she was getting a kick out of it. As she moved on to bind my feet, she commented that she had never seen a victim be so willingly tied up by a villain. And I am sure I was even more willing than she thought! I answered: "I guess this is your opportunity to get back at me for the tricks I play on you".
Steve was observing the scene silently. I imagine he was envious that I was being tied up by Jodie (poor Steve: his consolation prize was that he had been tied up by me! No one said life was fair!). As Jodie started working on the third piece of rope, tying one end to my bound wrists and the other to my feet, she said: "This is fun!". She finished up, smiled and said: "I'm done. Bye!" and she walked out.
By the time she walked out, Steve had already been tied up for more than 15 minutes. So I asked him if he had made any progress in releasing himself from his bonds.
"No, still as tight as before. You really did a job on me. And how about you?" answered Steve.
"She did a good job on me too. I don't think I could escape on my own".
We talked like that about the technical aspects of how we were tied up (we both knew quite a few knots) and about other stuff for about another 15 minutes, until we were found and released from our bonds. From there on, the spy hunt began, and we did not discuss the event after that.
PS
For those of you who wonder: of course I came up with other stories were Jodie was on the receiving end of the tie ups. And the fun thing was she usually participated in coming up with the scenarios!
Ligotage