dudalb : 17 - Erin's Thanksgiving Trussing (mmf/f)
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17 - Erin's Thanksgiving Trussing
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By dudalb
Mon Nov 23 21:30:34 PST 1998
Since it's Thanksgiving time I have a turkey day tale for you: How one Thanksgiving weekend my siblings and I tied up our Aunt Erin.
It's strange to call her Aunt Erin, I and my sister Chris and brother Jerry always called her Erin. We treated Erin like a cousin rather then an aunt, she did likewise. There was a good reason for this: In age. Erin was not much older then us.
Erin was a surprise late child for her mother, my grandmother. Her nearest sibling, my Uncle Will, was born twelve years before Erin. Erin was only seven years old when I was born. She was closer to my age group then that of her own siblings. When Erin was 15, she got most of the baby sitting jobs at our house. It was not the usual Aunt babysits her nephews situation; my Mom paid Erin the going rate. Erin was a fun babysitter, she only put her foot down on the things my Mom would have put her foot down on. We liked her a lot--and still do. She hated being called Aunt Erin, - she said it made her feel like a old lady, probably a normal reaction for a teenage aunt. It was always plain Erin. Oddly enough I never tried to tie her up in her babysitting days. I thought it was unique to have a teenage Aunt but actually it's a fairly common occurance. Erin got all the rare genes in my Mom's family. My Mom and her siblings had red hair, Erin had blond hair. She was also shorter and more petite then her sisters. When she was 18 Erin surprised everyone by choosing to go to a college in Pennslyvania rather then one in the San Francisco Bay Area where we lived. She went back East and lived off a scholarship (she was a straight A student) and parttime and summer jobs. She kept in touch but we did miss her. After two years she, on very short notice, moved back to the Bay Area and transferred to a Bay Area University. She simply got homesick for California.
Her parents had booked a Thanksgiving cruise to Hawaii, something they had always wanted to do, and were going to cancel to spend Thanksgiving with Erin. But Erin
insisted that they go on the cruise, they could celebrate a late Thanksgiving when they got back. But my Mom did not want Erin to spend the real Thanksgiving alone, so she invited Erin to spend the Thanksgiving holiday with us.
I looked forward to having Erin with us. She had been over to our house a few times since she got back. but this would be the first chance to spend real time with her. She was spending the whole weekend with us. She had changed a little in appearance. She wore her hair in a perm down to her shoulders rather than long as she had before her trip back east. She was getting over a eye infection so she was wearing glasses this Thnaksgiving instead of her usual contact lenses.
Thanksgiving at our house I think was pretty typical of how it is really celebrated in the US rather than the popular image. Forget the Normal Rockwell painting of everyone around the table dressed in their Sunday best. We all wore casual clothes. For the males-and a couple of the females-much of the day centered around the great American obsession: NFL Football. The National Football League -the major Professional league in the US--has for the past thirty years scheduled two games on Thanksgivings day. One is in the late morning, and one in the late afternoon, leaving a gap when most of the country sits down for its Thanksgiving day dinner. There was always lots of the classic condiment to Football-Beer. My mom was glad because it allowed her to cook dinner without the men hanging around the kitchen.. After dinner we trouped back in to cheer for whoever was playing the Dallas Cowboys that Thanksgiving (I am not thankful that the NFL see fits to give the freaking Cowboys the contract for one of the Thanksgiving day games each year - A thanksgiving Day tradition I could do without). After dinner we broke out the Monopoly or Risk sets, or occasionally go out to a movie. (Thanksgiving Night is one of the biggest box office nights of the year). Our dinner was the Classic feast: turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberries, corn, sweet potatoes (we always had them although I never remember anyone actually eating the damn things) and of course, pumpkin pie for dessert. Erin seemed to enjoy the day. She talked about what Pennsylvania was like and I envied her when she talked about her trip to Gettysburg. I was already a Civil War buff and desperately wanted to visit the battlefield.
During the meal the idea first formed that it would be fun to tie up Erin. I had tied up a couple of grown ups--and had been tied up by some kids with my Mom in my Mom's great escape (details in the June Archive) and had bound and gagged lots of kids by own age. But I had not tied up someone in the College age group. It would be a new challenge .
Since Erin was staying the whole weekend that evening I suggested the idea to Chris and Jerry and they both thought it would be a great idea. A planning session was held.
My main concern was how to con Erin into being tied up and gagged. I knew my Mom thought that her great escape was a amusing story and liked to tell it. Erin might be forewarned. (Erin had indeed heard about the story from Mom but had also forgot about it until it was too late...) Thus we had to think up a new scam just to be sure.
Chris came to the rescue. She was 12 and had just discovered Nancy Drew. I had paged through a couple of the books out of curiosity and the one thing I noted was that Nancy and her girl companions got tied up a lot. Chris did not play out scenes from books or TV, none of us did, we preferred our own creations - though heavily flavored with things from TV and the movies. But it was Chris who suggested that she could convince Erin to play a Nancy Drew game with her with Chris as Nancy and Erin as one of Nancy's pals. One guess who would get captured. From this idea we came up with a con that was similar to the one we used on Mom-and would use a few months later on Aunt Judith (In the August Archives) but with just enough difference to hopefully disguise it. Once again remember that we would have been horrified by the thought of actually hurting Erin in any way; we just thought it would be a fun prank to tie and gag her.
The next day was Friday (for you non yanks Thanksgiving day is the last Thursday in November). This is shopping day, the first official day of the Christmas season. It is always the biggest single sales day of the year. It also means that any person with any sense should not go near a shopping mall. Mom sold advertising and the day after Thanksgiving was a busy day since a lot of businesses waited till the last minute to buy ads for the Christmas season. So she left for work leaving us alone with Erin. Erin did not want to fight the mobs in the stores and had a little studying to do. Erin was wearing jeans and a dark T shirt.
Quietly we gathered the necessary binding material. I decided to make Erin a Guinea Pig. I had seen a couple of TV shows where the Bad guys had tied up the good guys with adhesive tape. We had been using adhesive tape in our games for gagging but had not tried tying someone up with it. I was curious how effective it would be. I had already found out that a lot of tie up scenes on TV were silly from a realistic point of view.
I did not want to trust the most important elements --the wrist and feet-to an untried binding material. But I decided to use adhesive tape to secure Erin's body to the chair--we had decided on a chair tie for her. Our old reliable soft clothesline would be used for her hands and feet. The adhesive tape I found in the workshop was stickier then that we used to gag people with in our games. I did not want to gag Erin with it. It might hurt coming off and actually hurting Erin was the last thing in the world we wanted to do.
So a clean hanky and long scarf would be used for the gag. A bandanna for a blindfold completed the equipment. Now to put the scam in action.
Chris was careful to leave a couple of her Nancy Drews out in the open. Erin saw them and mentioned that when she was Chris's age she loved Nancy Drew too. Chris then mentioned that Jerry had promised to be the villain in a game of Nancy Drew. Would Erin like to play as Nancy's friend? Erin agreed and the con was off to a good start. When Chris asked me to play I said "No Way, Jose, I've got a College football game to watch" and changed channels. The fact that Erin had picked up I was (like most of the men in my family) a fanatic football fan made this plausible. Actually I had only a moderate interest in the College games-The NFL was my passion-but she didn't know that. So her and Chris went off to solve the mystery while I moved a armchair and the binding materials (except for a single piede of rope and the blindfold) into the Rec Room the place chosen for Erin's stint as a damsel in distress. At one point in the "game" Erin and Chris had split up to look for a "clue" in the form of a note. Erin walked into a room and Jerry sprung out with a supersoaker, a piece of rope and a bandanna.
"You've snooped around once too often". (Chris had written the lines for him). "I am going to take you to my hideout until we've got your friend Nancy too and then we will decide what to do with you. Put out your hands!"
Erin obliged, and held out her hands in front. Jerry took the rope and tied then none too well together. That at this point Erin's hands be sloppily tied was part of the plan. Jerry had been told just make it tight enough so that the ropes would not fall off and Erin could not slip out of the ropes right away, but no tighter. Erin had to think that she could get free easily.
When Jerry was done tying Erin's hands in front of her he blindfolded her with the bandanna. This proved a little difficult until Erin helped by suggesting he take off her glasses and hold them until the blindfold was removed. He then guided her downstairs into the Rec Room,where me and Chris were waiting. I saw that Erin was moving her wrists and in another minute she would have the ropes off. Good. That was the plan.
Jerry sat Erin down in the straight backed chair and untied her hands but not the blindfold. He then pulled her hands behind the chair. Erin did not resist. Later she said that she had been on the verge of freeing her wrists, thought Jerry cold not tie very well, and decided to go along. and not ruin the game for Chris. She felt she would be able to free her hands quickly even when they were tied behind her back if Jerry was doing the tying.
But Jerry was not doing the tying: I was. I crossed her hands behind her and begun tying them. I was very careful,the knots and cinches would be very secure. But I was also careful to see the rope did not cut into Erin's skin or cut off the blood supply to her wrists. When I was done with Erin's hands I took another cord and tied her ankles together also very securely.
"A gag is next, I suppose?" Erin said. Jerry just asked her to open wide. Erin did and Chris put the handkerchief in her mouth and used the long scarf to tie a tight cleave gag to keep it in place. I then tied Erin's already bound feet to the lower chair rung to make moving the chair more difficult.
Now came the experimental part of the program, I took the roll of adhesive tape and taped Erin's left elbow to the left upright board of the chair back. I then tore off another strip and repeated the process with her right arm. Now Chris took the tape and round it around Erin;s body right below her breasts, binding her body to the chair. I finished off with a final wrap of tape around the lower chest further securing Erin to the chair. Mission accomplished. Erin was now, as in the old saying, trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey. Now came the nearest we came to cruelty. It was the same thing we would do to Aunt Judith a few months later. We had been careful to position Erin's chair before a mirror. We then removed her blindfold and put her glasses back on so she could get a good view of herself as a Damsel in Distress and we could see her reaction. Erin did not disappoint.
Her eyes grew wide and she did a wonderful double take-probably the best you could expect considering she was gagged. Much later she said although she knew she was tied up when blindfolded, she did not understand how through a job we had done on her until she saw herself in the mirror. The same reaction Aunt Judith would have, She then noticed me and Chris standing by Jerry. She looked confused for a few seconds (it amazing how expressive someone can be even though gagged) then it dawned on her the whole thing had been a trick to get her tied and gagged.
"A change of plans," Chris said. "We aren't going to play Nancy Drew, we are playing Escape artist and you are the escape artist! You have got one hour-go!"
If Erin would have made loud noises and other signs of objections we would have ungagged her and if asked let her go. But Erin instead begun pulling at her ropes, but making no noises beneath the gag, implicitly accepting the challenge.
I am not knocking but Erin, but although she gave it her best she did not do as well as my Mom did in her escape. Mom decided within five minutes that just pulling and squirming in her ropes would do no good. Erin kept it up for twenty minutes, not non stop but with some rest breaks. It did no good. She was surprised at how secure her bonds were. My questions about tape were answered: it was indeed holding firm. Erin's attempts were valiant but futile. And although small Erin was very strong for her size and in high school had played soccer.. Twenty minutes into the game, Erin sat back for five minutes and just thought. then she begun to just move her fingers. She was trying to find the knots. But my mom had begun this just after five minutes. Erin was picking up the basics slower then my mom.
At the half hour mark Erin begun trying to move her chair. Here her small build put her at a definate disadvantage. My mom, duirng her escape, was able to the move the chair, although slowly, despite having her ankles bound to the bottom rung the same as Erin. Erin found this much more difficult because of her lesser weight. She did begun moving but much slower. Me or Chris stood at her side of if she begun to topple over she would be caught. At 45 minutes she had made her way into the hall. She was headed toware the kitchen where she knew she could find a knife or scissors to cut her bonds. But she had a long way to go. All off a sudden there was a unexpected interruption. My mom walked through the door.
My mom had managed to land a couple of good contracts that day; and her boss had let her go home early as a reward. She walked in to see her younger sister bound to a chair and gagged; and the 3 kids, the obvious perps, standing next to her. My mom gave a world class doubletake and then tried to keep a straight face. It was pretty obvious that we had played the same joke on Erin that my siblings and my friends had played on her and me. She finally looked at us and said. "Erin had better be a willing captive in your game".
She then turned to Erin. "Well, are you a voluntary prisoner" Erin won our hearts forever by nodding yes. My mom then just cracked up laughing.
"I know it's Thanksgiving, Erin, but the turkey is supposed to be trussed up not you". Probably not very funny but my mom laughed at her own joke. "If I remember an hour is the customary time for escape. How much time have you got left? Want to end the game here and now" Erin shook her head.
My mom then quickly looked at us, remembering that Erin was in no condition to answer for herself. as far as how much time was left. "Erin has about ten minutes left", I said.
"Well, Erin," mom said, "You had better hurry if you want to beat the clock". Then my mom just folded her arms and waited. Now that she realized that no force had been used and Erin was not in any real distress she was amused by her kid sister bound and gagged into complete helplessness by her kids. She also knew we wished absolutely no harm to Erin. It was just a fun prank to play on her --the same kind we did on ourselves and a couple of times on my Mom.
Erin did something unusual. She was next to a bookcase in the hall. She pulled herself up and then bobbed her head up and down, I wondered what she was trying to do. Then I understood when I saw the scarf which was part of her gag come not off, but down to her neck leaving her mouth uncovered. She spat out the handkerchief. She had used the edge of the bookcase to pull the gag off. My mom looked impressed. It was something she had not thought of herself one the two occasions when she had been bound and gagged by us and our friends (Memo: put the tale of my Mom's second tie up on the must write list).
"There", Erin said. "The gag was the only part of my tie up that was really uncomfortable. Could I get a sip of water?" Jerry ran in and brought back a glass of water for Erin to drink from. When Erin was done she said "You kids win. I am not going to get untied in the time limit. But I would like to go into overtime just to see if I can eventually free myself"
"Erin, are you sure about that?" My mom said. "I know my kids don't mean to hurt you but you've been tied up for almost an hour. Do you really want to continue to try to be the next Houdini?"
"Moira, If I feel any numbness or pain I will let you know. I'm not stupid".
I sensed a bit of latent sibling rivalry here. Later Erin admitted she was not about to fail where her sister Moira, my Mom, had succeeded in escaping her tie up .It might take her longer but she would get free. Erin then scooted her chair toward the kitchen taking her time now that she had conceded official victory to us. This was just for honor.
Erin finally reached the kitchen, then maneuvered toward a drawer. She opened it using her teeth and saw there was a pair of scissors inside. She turned her chair around and picked up the scissors with her bound hands. She begun trying to cut through the ropes. The scissors were not made for that but after about four minutes I saw one of the cords drip and Erin said "Just a couple more minutes". Actually it took longer, although the cord binding her wrists was cut it was not cut in a spot that allowed for instant release. She still had to work to loosen her hands. But in about five minutes her wrists were free. She then had to work another couple of minutes to pull the tape loose. In about five minutes after that she untied her ankles and was loose. She had been tied up for about 90 minutes, and except for a little stiffness was not hurt. My mom remarked "Having you back is like having a fourth kid, Erin".
So ended the Thanksgiving Trussing of Erin. Since Erin insisted she had been a voluntary victim there were no repercussions. My Mom knew we intended no harm to our captives and from her own experiences knew we were good at knowing just how tight we could make the ropes and gags without hurting anyone. As long as no one was hurt and all participants were playing of their own free will she thought it normal kid/teenager activity.
Erin thought the whole thing had been kind of fun. She said she really did feel like a captured heroine for a while.
A couple of weeks later my friend Steffi and I were at the receiving end when my cousin Cindy got back at us for her execution by Supersoaker the previous summer.
That will be up for the Christmas season since it took place in the Holiday season.
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17 - Erin's Thanksgiving Trussing
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By dudalb
Mon Nov 23 21:30:34 PST 1998
Since it's Thanksgiving time I have a turkey day tale for you: How one Thanksgiving weekend my siblings and I tied up our Aunt Erin.
It's strange to call her Aunt Erin, I and my sister Chris and brother Jerry always called her Erin. We treated Erin like a cousin rather then an aunt, she did likewise. There was a good reason for this: In age. Erin was not much older then us.
Erin was a surprise late child for her mother, my grandmother. Her nearest sibling, my Uncle Will, was born twelve years before Erin. Erin was only seven years old when I was born. She was closer to my age group then that of her own siblings. When Erin was 15, she got most of the baby sitting jobs at our house. It was not the usual Aunt babysits her nephews situation; my Mom paid Erin the going rate. Erin was a fun babysitter, she only put her foot down on the things my Mom would have put her foot down on. We liked her a lot--and still do. She hated being called Aunt Erin, - she said it made her feel like a old lady, probably a normal reaction for a teenage aunt. It was always plain Erin. Oddly enough I never tried to tie her up in her babysitting days. I thought it was unique to have a teenage Aunt but actually it's a fairly common occurance. Erin got all the rare genes in my Mom's family. My Mom and her siblings had red hair, Erin had blond hair. She was also shorter and more petite then her sisters. When she was 18 Erin surprised everyone by choosing to go to a college in Pennslyvania rather then one in the San Francisco Bay Area where we lived. She went back East and lived off a scholarship (she was a straight A student) and parttime and summer jobs. She kept in touch but we did miss her. After two years she, on very short notice, moved back to the Bay Area and transferred to a Bay Area University. She simply got homesick for California.
Her parents had booked a Thanksgiving cruise to Hawaii, something they had always wanted to do, and were going to cancel to spend Thanksgiving with Erin. But Erin
insisted that they go on the cruise, they could celebrate a late Thanksgiving when they got back. But my Mom did not want Erin to spend the real Thanksgiving alone, so she invited Erin to spend the Thanksgiving holiday with us.
I looked forward to having Erin with us. She had been over to our house a few times since she got back. but this would be the first chance to spend real time with her. She was spending the whole weekend with us. She had changed a little in appearance. She wore her hair in a perm down to her shoulders rather than long as she had before her trip back east. She was getting over a eye infection so she was wearing glasses this Thnaksgiving instead of her usual contact lenses.
Thanksgiving at our house I think was pretty typical of how it is really celebrated in the US rather than the popular image. Forget the Normal Rockwell painting of everyone around the table dressed in their Sunday best. We all wore casual clothes. For the males-and a couple of the females-much of the day centered around the great American obsession: NFL Football. The National Football League -the major Professional league in the US--has for the past thirty years scheduled two games on Thanksgivings day. One is in the late morning, and one in the late afternoon, leaving a gap when most of the country sits down for its Thanksgiving day dinner. There was always lots of the classic condiment to Football-Beer. My mom was glad because it allowed her to cook dinner without the men hanging around the kitchen.. After dinner we trouped back in to cheer for whoever was playing the Dallas Cowboys that Thanksgiving (I am not thankful that the NFL see fits to give the freaking Cowboys the contract for one of the Thanksgiving day games each year - A thanksgiving Day tradition I could do without). After dinner we broke out the Monopoly or Risk sets, or occasionally go out to a movie. (Thanksgiving Night is one of the biggest box office nights of the year). Our dinner was the Classic feast: turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberries, corn, sweet potatoes (we always had them although I never remember anyone actually eating the damn things) and of course, pumpkin pie for dessert. Erin seemed to enjoy the day. She talked about what Pennsylvania was like and I envied her when she talked about her trip to Gettysburg. I was already a Civil War buff and desperately wanted to visit the battlefield.
During the meal the idea first formed that it would be fun to tie up Erin. I had tied up a couple of grown ups--and had been tied up by some kids with my Mom in my Mom's great escape (details in the June Archive) and had bound and gagged lots of kids by own age. But I had not tied up someone in the College age group. It would be a new challenge .
Since Erin was staying the whole weekend that evening I suggested the idea to Chris and Jerry and they both thought it would be a great idea. A planning session was held.
My main concern was how to con Erin into being tied up and gagged. I knew my Mom thought that her great escape was a amusing story and liked to tell it. Erin might be forewarned. (Erin had indeed heard about the story from Mom but had also forgot about it until it was too late...) Thus we had to think up a new scam just to be sure.
Chris came to the rescue. She was 12 and had just discovered Nancy Drew. I had paged through a couple of the books out of curiosity and the one thing I noted was that Nancy and her girl companions got tied up a lot. Chris did not play out scenes from books or TV, none of us did, we preferred our own creations - though heavily flavored with things from TV and the movies. But it was Chris who suggested that she could convince Erin to play a Nancy Drew game with her with Chris as Nancy and Erin as one of Nancy's pals. One guess who would get captured. From this idea we came up with a con that was similar to the one we used on Mom-and would use a few months later on Aunt Judith (In the August Archives) but with just enough difference to hopefully disguise it. Once again remember that we would have been horrified by the thought of actually hurting Erin in any way; we just thought it would be a fun prank to tie and gag her.
The next day was Friday (for you non yanks Thanksgiving day is the last Thursday in November). This is shopping day, the first official day of the Christmas season. It is always the biggest single sales day of the year. It also means that any person with any sense should not go near a shopping mall. Mom sold advertising and the day after Thanksgiving was a busy day since a lot of businesses waited till the last minute to buy ads for the Christmas season. So she left for work leaving us alone with Erin. Erin did not want to fight the mobs in the stores and had a little studying to do. Erin was wearing jeans and a dark T shirt.
Quietly we gathered the necessary binding material. I decided to make Erin a Guinea Pig. I had seen a couple of TV shows where the Bad guys had tied up the good guys with adhesive tape. We had been using adhesive tape in our games for gagging but had not tried tying someone up with it. I was curious how effective it would be. I had already found out that a lot of tie up scenes on TV were silly from a realistic point of view.
I did not want to trust the most important elements --the wrist and feet-to an untried binding material. But I decided to use adhesive tape to secure Erin's body to the chair--we had decided on a chair tie for her. Our old reliable soft clothesline would be used for her hands and feet. The adhesive tape I found in the workshop was stickier then that we used to gag people with in our games. I did not want to gag Erin with it. It might hurt coming off and actually hurting Erin was the last thing in the world we wanted to do.
So a clean hanky and long scarf would be used for the gag. A bandanna for a blindfold completed the equipment. Now to put the scam in action.
Chris was careful to leave a couple of her Nancy Drews out in the open. Erin saw them and mentioned that when she was Chris's age she loved Nancy Drew too. Chris then mentioned that Jerry had promised to be the villain in a game of Nancy Drew. Would Erin like to play as Nancy's friend? Erin agreed and the con was off to a good start. When Chris asked me to play I said "No Way, Jose, I've got a College football game to watch" and changed channels. The fact that Erin had picked up I was (like most of the men in my family) a fanatic football fan made this plausible. Actually I had only a moderate interest in the College games-The NFL was my passion-but she didn't know that. So her and Chris went off to solve the mystery while I moved a armchair and the binding materials (except for a single piede of rope and the blindfold) into the Rec Room the place chosen for Erin's stint as a damsel in distress. At one point in the "game" Erin and Chris had split up to look for a "clue" in the form of a note. Erin walked into a room and Jerry sprung out with a supersoaker, a piece of rope and a bandanna.
"You've snooped around once too often". (Chris had written the lines for him). "I am going to take you to my hideout until we've got your friend Nancy too and then we will decide what to do with you. Put out your hands!"
Erin obliged, and held out her hands in front. Jerry took the rope and tied then none too well together. That at this point Erin's hands be sloppily tied was part of the plan. Jerry had been told just make it tight enough so that the ropes would not fall off and Erin could not slip out of the ropes right away, but no tighter. Erin had to think that she could get free easily.
When Jerry was done tying Erin's hands in front of her he blindfolded her with the bandanna. This proved a little difficult until Erin helped by suggesting he take off her glasses and hold them until the blindfold was removed. He then guided her downstairs into the Rec Room,where me and Chris were waiting. I saw that Erin was moving her wrists and in another minute she would have the ropes off. Good. That was the plan.
Jerry sat Erin down in the straight backed chair and untied her hands but not the blindfold. He then pulled her hands behind the chair. Erin did not resist. Later she said that she had been on the verge of freeing her wrists, thought Jerry cold not tie very well, and decided to go along. and not ruin the game for Chris. She felt she would be able to free her hands quickly even when they were tied behind her back if Jerry was doing the tying.
But Jerry was not doing the tying: I was. I crossed her hands behind her and begun tying them. I was very careful,the knots and cinches would be very secure. But I was also careful to see the rope did not cut into Erin's skin or cut off the blood supply to her wrists. When I was done with Erin's hands I took another cord and tied her ankles together also very securely.
"A gag is next, I suppose?" Erin said. Jerry just asked her to open wide. Erin did and Chris put the handkerchief in her mouth and used the long scarf to tie a tight cleave gag to keep it in place. I then tied Erin's already bound feet to the lower chair rung to make moving the chair more difficult.
Now came the experimental part of the program, I took the roll of adhesive tape and taped Erin's left elbow to the left upright board of the chair back. I then tore off another strip and repeated the process with her right arm. Now Chris took the tape and round it around Erin;s body right below her breasts, binding her body to the chair. I finished off with a final wrap of tape around the lower chest further securing Erin to the chair. Mission accomplished. Erin was now, as in the old saying, trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey. Now came the nearest we came to cruelty. It was the same thing we would do to Aunt Judith a few months later. We had been careful to position Erin's chair before a mirror. We then removed her blindfold and put her glasses back on so she could get a good view of herself as a Damsel in Distress and we could see her reaction. Erin did not disappoint.
Her eyes grew wide and she did a wonderful double take-probably the best you could expect considering she was gagged. Much later she said although she knew she was tied up when blindfolded, she did not understand how through a job we had done on her until she saw herself in the mirror. The same reaction Aunt Judith would have, She then noticed me and Chris standing by Jerry. She looked confused for a few seconds (it amazing how expressive someone can be even though gagged) then it dawned on her the whole thing had been a trick to get her tied and gagged.
"A change of plans," Chris said. "We aren't going to play Nancy Drew, we are playing Escape artist and you are the escape artist! You have got one hour-go!"
If Erin would have made loud noises and other signs of objections we would have ungagged her and if asked let her go. But Erin instead begun pulling at her ropes, but making no noises beneath the gag, implicitly accepting the challenge.
I am not knocking but Erin, but although she gave it her best she did not do as well as my Mom did in her escape. Mom decided within five minutes that just pulling and squirming in her ropes would do no good. Erin kept it up for twenty minutes, not non stop but with some rest breaks. It did no good. She was surprised at how secure her bonds were. My questions about tape were answered: it was indeed holding firm. Erin's attempts were valiant but futile. And although small Erin was very strong for her size and in high school had played soccer.. Twenty minutes into the game, Erin sat back for five minutes and just thought. then she begun to just move her fingers. She was trying to find the knots. But my mom had begun this just after five minutes. Erin was picking up the basics slower then my mom.
At the half hour mark Erin begun trying to move her chair. Here her small build put her at a definate disadvantage. My mom, duirng her escape, was able to the move the chair, although slowly, despite having her ankles bound to the bottom rung the same as Erin. Erin found this much more difficult because of her lesser weight. She did begun moving but much slower. Me or Chris stood at her side of if she begun to topple over she would be caught. At 45 minutes she had made her way into the hall. She was headed toware the kitchen where she knew she could find a knife or scissors to cut her bonds. But she had a long way to go. All off a sudden there was a unexpected interruption. My mom walked through the door.
My mom had managed to land a couple of good contracts that day; and her boss had let her go home early as a reward. She walked in to see her younger sister bound to a chair and gagged; and the 3 kids, the obvious perps, standing next to her. My mom gave a world class doubletake and then tried to keep a straight face. It was pretty obvious that we had played the same joke on Erin that my siblings and my friends had played on her and me. She finally looked at us and said. "Erin had better be a willing captive in your game".
She then turned to Erin. "Well, are you a voluntary prisoner" Erin won our hearts forever by nodding yes. My mom then just cracked up laughing.
"I know it's Thanksgiving, Erin, but the turkey is supposed to be trussed up not you". Probably not very funny but my mom laughed at her own joke. "If I remember an hour is the customary time for escape. How much time have you got left? Want to end the game here and now" Erin shook her head.
My mom then quickly looked at us, remembering that Erin was in no condition to answer for herself. as far as how much time was left. "Erin has about ten minutes left", I said.
"Well, Erin," mom said, "You had better hurry if you want to beat the clock". Then my mom just folded her arms and waited. Now that she realized that no force had been used and Erin was not in any real distress she was amused by her kid sister bound and gagged into complete helplessness by her kids. She also knew we wished absolutely no harm to Erin. It was just a fun prank to play on her --the same kind we did on ourselves and a couple of times on my Mom.
Erin did something unusual. She was next to a bookcase in the hall. She pulled herself up and then bobbed her head up and down, I wondered what she was trying to do. Then I understood when I saw the scarf which was part of her gag come not off, but down to her neck leaving her mouth uncovered. She spat out the handkerchief. She had used the edge of the bookcase to pull the gag off. My mom looked impressed. It was something she had not thought of herself one the two occasions when she had been bound and gagged by us and our friends (Memo: put the tale of my Mom's second tie up on the must write list).
"There", Erin said. "The gag was the only part of my tie up that was really uncomfortable. Could I get a sip of water?" Jerry ran in and brought back a glass of water for Erin to drink from. When Erin was done she said "You kids win. I am not going to get untied in the time limit. But I would like to go into overtime just to see if I can eventually free myself"
"Erin, are you sure about that?" My mom said. "I know my kids don't mean to hurt you but you've been tied up for almost an hour. Do you really want to continue to try to be the next Houdini?"
"Moira, If I feel any numbness or pain I will let you know. I'm not stupid".
I sensed a bit of latent sibling rivalry here. Later Erin admitted she was not about to fail where her sister Moira, my Mom, had succeeded in escaping her tie up .It might take her longer but she would get free. Erin then scooted her chair toward the kitchen taking her time now that she had conceded official victory to us. This was just for honor.
Erin finally reached the kitchen, then maneuvered toward a drawer. She opened it using her teeth and saw there was a pair of scissors inside. She turned her chair around and picked up the scissors with her bound hands. She begun trying to cut through the ropes. The scissors were not made for that but after about four minutes I saw one of the cords drip and Erin said "Just a couple more minutes". Actually it took longer, although the cord binding her wrists was cut it was not cut in a spot that allowed for instant release. She still had to work to loosen her hands. But in about five minutes her wrists were free. She then had to work another couple of minutes to pull the tape loose. In about five minutes after that she untied her ankles and was loose. She had been tied up for about 90 minutes, and except for a little stiffness was not hurt. My mom remarked "Having you back is like having a fourth kid, Erin".
So ended the Thanksgiving Trussing of Erin. Since Erin insisted she had been a voluntary victim there were no repercussions. My Mom knew we intended no harm to our captives and from her own experiences knew we were good at knowing just how tight we could make the ropes and gags without hurting anyone. As long as no one was hurt and all participants were playing of their own free will she thought it normal kid/teenager activity.
Erin thought the whole thing had been kind of fun. She said she really did feel like a captured heroine for a while.
A couple of weeks later my friend Steffi and I were at the receiving end when my cousin Cindy got back at us for her execution by Supersoaker the previous summer.
That will be up for the Christmas season since it took place in the Holiday season.
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dudalb's stories
- 01 - Tying up Sean's Mom (mm/f)
- 02 - Taken Hostage by Kids (f+m+/MFF)
- 03 - Playing Detectives (ff/F)
- 04 - Tying Up Mom (f/m, f+m/Fm)
- 05 - Prisoners of War (mf/mf)
- 06 - The Great 4th of July Robbery (m+f+/FM)
- 07 - Prisoners of War, a follow-up (fm/f)
- 08 - The Houdini Challenge (f/m, m/f)
- 09 - Tying Up Aunt Judith (mf/F)
- 10 - Aunt Judith Strikes Back! (F/mf)
- 11 - Soaking Private Gina (f/f)
- 12 - Gina's Revenge (f/fm)
- 13 - The Gina-Steffi Wars: Armistice (f/f)
- 14 - The Halloween from Hell Part I : Hotel California (fm+/mff)
- 15 - The Halloween from Hell Part 2 : Escape from the Vampire Queen (mff/f)
- 16 - The Halloween from Hell Part 3 : Steffi the Vampire Slayer (mff/f)
- 17 - Erin's Thanksgiving Trussing (mmf/f)
- 18 - Cousin Cindy's Revenge (f/ffm, fm/f)
- 19 - My Mom's Second Tieup (mm/FF)
- 20 - The Great St Patricks Day Abduction (mf/f)
- 21 - Melissa Gets Back Own (f/ffm)
- 22 - Steffi Joins the Tied Moms Club (mmff/F)
- 23 - My Mom's Third Escape Challenge (m/F)
- 24 - Shula Babysits (fmm/fF)
- 25 - Melissa's Sticky Predicament (f/f)
- 26 - The Momnapping of Trudy (fmm/F)
- 27 - Momsnapping (ff/FF)
- 28 - College Charity Abduction (mmff/F)
- 29 - How to Burn a Witch (M+/F)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section