06 - Parental Involvement part 3
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By Ex-leech
Monday October 18th 1999 08:11:47
I decided that I would forego my tie up on Nancy for the possibility of getting to tie up Mrs. Mason. I brought my plan to Nancy and she shrugged and said that she was willing if her Mom was. Consequently I found myself asking Mrs. Mason what it would take for her to let us tie her up.
"Oh, I told you already, you both would have to escape after I tie you up", she said with a matter of fact attitude.
"Well, when do you want to try?", Nancy asked.
"Tomorrow morning, I'll give it a try, then while Dad and I are on our walk you can attempt escape, if you are free by the time we return from our walk than you win", Mrs. Mason explained.
Nancy and I tried to plan how we could escape. We talked about hiding knives and what positions we could easily get out of, but we couldn't plan much because we didn't know how or where her Mom planned to tie us. We went to bed that night filled with thoughts over what Mrs. Mason would do.
The next morning, after breakfast, Mrs. Mason told us to put on long sleeved shirt and long pants. I just grabbed some sweats and a sweatshirt while Nancy dressed in a sweatshirt and black tights. By this time Mrs. Mason had collected the things she needed and told us to follow her outside. She was carrying an armload of cloth and rope.
When we got to an area between two pine trees she gave us each a pair of nylon socks and told us to put them on over our shirt cuffs, which we did. Then she told us to stand back to back.
"OK now we see just how rusty I am, it has been a long time since I've done this", she said with a bit of enthusiasm in her voice.
Once we were back to back she stepped back with a critical look in her eyes.
"Nancy, go put on some high heels or the tallest shoes you have, and you, take off your shoes". I assumed she was trying to get us as close to the same height as possible. I was becoming a little concerned due to the amount of forethought she was putting into this.
When Nancy returned she was wearing some shoes with a higher heel but were almost like platforms. Now I was only about an inch taller than Nancy. Then Mrs. Mason again told us to stand back to back with one arm extended. I was told to place my hand to the back of Nancy's hand and she wrapped our wrists with rope. Once she had cinched up one side, we were told to repeat that with the other. We were now attached at the wrists. She then attached our arms at the elbows and cinched the ropes between them.
"I guess you were right, Nancy", I commented over my shoulder.
"Told ya so", Nancy responded.
"Hey no talking you two", Mrs. Mason said, "looks like the gag is going to have to come a little early".
She took a scarf and placed a ball in it and then forced it between my teeth and tied it behind my head. She did the same for Nancy but when she tied it behind her head she intertwined it through my gag and tied it off which pulled our necks together which limited our movement dramatically. Next she put our down and tied our arms to our sides by looping rope around our arms. She also tied ropes to our arms on one side and tied it to our arms on the other side. She repeated this with our arms except the rope went behind us which eliminated any movement of our arms from moving forward or backward. Next she tied my leg to Nancy's leg for both our right and left sides then cinched our legs together as well as to each other. By this time it was becoming very difficult to keep our balance. I guess Mrs. Mason noticed this because she took some cloth and made a harness that passed under our arms and tied it to a branch that was above us. Then she pulled out something that basically eliminated any hope of our escape, as if we had any hope by this time. It was a roll of saran wrap.
She started at our feet, and wrapped it about 3 layers thick up and down our bodies from our necks to our ankles. We could barely wiggle, but Mrs. Mason wasn't finished. She took a roll of gray duct tape and reinforced the saran wrap with duct tape. She didn't cover the saran wrap completely just placed some strips at our ankles, knees, and waists. But still Mrs. Mason wasn't finished. She took two blindfolds out and placed them over our eyes.
"OK, you two, have fun. I'll be back in about 3 or 4 hours", she said with a laugh in her voice.
Nancy immediately began to struggle by arching her back and tugging at the ropes. The more she struggled the more uncomfortable I became, so I attempted to resist her bucking around because I knew that she wasn't gaining anything by struggling.
We were really stuck, and the day was getting warm. Inside our plastic cocoon it was becoming twice as hot. The time seemed to drag on Nancy and I began to try and communicate by talking around our gags, but they were so tight that we often misunderstood each other. I think Nancy mentioned her feet were hurting, and was generally complaining. I was just trying to work on any knots that were within my grasp. I only succeeded in getting a finger sized hole in the saran wrap when Mrs. Mason returned.
"Well I guess you two lose the game", she said laughing. "I'll untie you now".
Once she had stripped off the saran wrap and untied us she smiled and said, "Better luck next time"
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Ex-leech 's stories
- 01 - A Beginning (m/f, f/m)
- 02 - Parental Involvement (parts 1 and 2) (f/m, m/f)
- 03 - The Game (f+/m, mmm/f, f+/mm)
- 04 - Captive Nancy (mm/fff)
- 05 - Nancy's Revenge (f+/m)
- 06 - Parental Involvement part 3 (F/fm)
- 07 - Mrs. Mason get tied (fm/F)
- 08 - Nancy's Mom Gets It (fm/F)
- 09 - Nancy's Mother's Revenge (F/fm)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section