13 - Angela
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By Tom Ford
Spring - 1966
Angela
During the last game, Andrew, David, Chester and Jay ambushed me at my bedroom. With Frank and Jay, I was soon tied up. John however, then Betty, offered to free me in exchange for me doing their homework for a specific period of time. I accepted, but each time, I was not able to free all before Andrew and company returned. So I never escaped. Instead I was burdened with too much homework.
I never played anymore tie-up games that Saturday and Sunday. I was defeated a total of 8 times and won only twice. I wanted revenge but Frank and Donald are still sore at me, and they only forgave me on Monday. I spent the weekend with my brothers at our house, playing whatever normal kids would do on a weekend. But there were no tie-up games.
Monday was very busy. The fact that Frank and Donald became friends with me again is little relief to the grueling schoolwork I have to do. And even at home, I have to do much homework, not only John but Betty's homework and mine too. I was still laughed at because of the foolish promises I made, although I took it good-naturedly, laughing at myself for such a stupid mistake.
Tuesday was a relief. There isn't much schoolwork to be done, and no homework to pass tomorrow! So after school, I decided to come over to my friend Henry's house. Henry Dale is eight years old, has light brown hair and like my older brother, has gray eyes. He is two inches shorter than me. I stayed in school for a while after the bell rang, Frank and the others went home ahead, and only Henry waited for me. I walked with him to his home, where he was anxious to show me something.
We were greeted by Henry's nine-year-old sister Angela. Angela has fiery red hair, has brown eyes, and is an inch taller than me. She is Betty's best friend. She is a frequent visitor at our house and Betty at Angela's house. We know each other very well, and this is not my first visit to Henry and Angela's house.
"Hi Henry! Hi Tom!" She greeted us as we entered. Henry and I went straight to Henry's room where he showed me some of his new toys, particularly his new water gun and some of his comics. After that, we went directly to the living room where we proceeded to watch TV.
Henry and I watched a detective show, the title of which I don't remember. Angela later joined us in our watching. Now there was a scene by which a woman was bound and gagged.
"Now that reminds me, you still have a lot of homework to do!" she said, giggling. Obviously, my sister told her all about what happened in the last game.
I was irritated. The last thing I wanted to discuss was all those homework.
"Oh yeah! Well at least I won't be doing yours!" I snapped back.
"We'll see. We'll see!" Angela replied.
After that show, Angela made some comments about the bound and gag scene.
"You know, those scenes are fake. The way she was tied up was so pathetic. I could easily have escaped those ropes," she said.
"I'll bet that if I tied her up, she wouldn't escape. And that goes for you too!" I boasted.
"You wouldn't be able to tie me up even if a ton of rope was given to you. I'll escape any kind of bind you put me in!" She responded.
"Well, give me some rope. I'll tie you up and see if you could get out. And if you did get out, I'll give you two dollars. How about that, Miss Houdini." I said.
"Let's make it more interesting. I'll tie you up first, if you get out, then you can tie me up. If I escape, you'll have to give five me dollars. If I don't, then I'll give you the five dollars. But if you don't escape, you'll be doing my homework for as long as you'll be doing Betty's homework. You can still tie me up, if I get out, you'll be paying me five bucks. If not, I'll give you five dollars. Deal?" she replied.
I thought it over. I'm sure that because Angela is a girl, she wouldn't be able to tie me up effectively. I also remembered the first contest against Chester and Jay. I thought that I could easily escape. I was sure she wouldn't be able to escape if I tied her up. So I thought this would be a walkover. Still, I pretended to have second thoughts.
"Well, let me see. What if I tie you up first, then if you escape, you can tie me up." I offered instead.
"No!" She insisted. "I'll tie you up first, then you can tie me up then. Pleaaasseeee!" She pleaded, and employed all her feminine charms. She looked at me with those eyes, oh, how could a boy refuse! She is fighting unfairly!
I mustered all my resistance. "No. I'll tie you up this time. That's final!" I stomped my feet on the floor.
"Then fine." She then gave me a huge pout; change her expression into sad, then turned around and started to (pretend to) cry. She could have won an academy award if this was a movie. I of course, was a fool, and fell for it. "Okay, okay. You win! Just don't cry. You can tie me up first."
Angela's expression suddenly changed. A huge smile materialized in her face, and all traces of sorrow was gone. Her cheerful expression returned. I realized I have been duped, but what can I do? Anyway, I still thought it would be a walkover.
"Then let's begin!" She said. "Henry, get the ropes and pieces of cloth." She then commanded.
With that, her eight year old little brother ran upstairs, and minutes later came back with a bundle of rope and a bag of torn cloth. My heart leaped at the sight of all this.
"You promise to untie me if I can't get out?" I said.
"Sure!"
I then stood before her and offered my arms in front for her to tie. My face is all smiles, thinking I could easily escape.
"No, turn around and put your arms behind your back." she commanded.
I did as I was told. Soon, I felt soft rope wrapping around my crossed wrists. She soon cinched the rope and knotted it off. I tested the ropes. It held. It is then that I knew that victory would be no walkover. I then began to struggle.
"No! Don't begin yet. I haven't finished. By the way, does the ropes hurt?" she asked.
"No." I replied.
"Then good!" she said with a fiendish smile.
My smile had by this time completely disappeared. Unlike Chester and Jay the first time, she clearly knew what she was doing. I knew then that I was in trouble.
She took another piece of rope, tied one end of it to my wrists, the wrapped it around my waists and then tied the other end of it to the wrists. With that, it became impossible for me to slip my arms under me so that it would come out front and I could then untie the knots using my teeth.
"Could I begin?" I asked after she finished with rope on my waist.
"Not yet!" She said.
She then took a long piece of rope and began wrapping it around my upper body around my shoulders.
"Aren't you overdoing it?" I asked.
"Tom, what I've done is not yet half of what your brother did to you last Friday!" Angela replied.
"How did you even know how much I was tied up?" I asked.
"Look, don't pretend to know that I don't know what games you and your friends have been playing! I know, because your sister Betty tells me all!" Angela answered.
She then finished tying my upper body.
"You finished?"
"Not yet!"
"Look I'm mmmmpppphhhhh!" She inserted a handkerchief into mouth, then took an already cut duct tape from Henry and taped my mouth.
"Ah! Peace and quiet." Angela said.
She then led me to a sofa where she instructed me to sit. I sat. She then crossed my ankles and tied it with rope. She then tied my knees and finally, my thighs. She then took a rope, tied one end of it to my ankles and tied the other end of it to one of the legs of the sofa. I then knew I wouldn't go anywhere far from the sofa.
"Now, get out of that!" she challenged.
I began to struggle. I rolled, I squirmed, and I tried to loosen the ropes or get some slack. Nothing worked. The ropes were as tight as ever. I soon realized that struggling would get me nowhere. I stopped after 10 minutes. I then rested for a while.
"Why, giving up already?" she asked.
I just mmmpppphhh and shook my head.
I then decided to find the knot securing the ropes in my wrists. My fingers flexed and tried to feel for the knot, but could not. She has done so thorough a tying that it reminded me of the way Andrew made his knots. She had made it snug and tight but not painful, and the knots were out of reach of my fingers. I couldn't have done better myself.
I then looked around. I tried to find something sharp to try and cut the ropes. Nothing. I could find nothing within the range of the leash that could help me free myself.
I knew I was stuck. Angela was looking at me and laughing at me. I then struggled furiously, trying to hide the fact that I had given up. She laughed even more. Only Henry, who just stared at the whole process, amused at my inability to escape, did not laugh.
"Hey, he's really stuck!" Henry commented.
"That's the idea!" She responded. "Why, want to join him?"
Henry just shook his head indicating that he did not want to be tied up.
"Just be good, and you won't be harmed!" she jokingly said.
Henry then went to his room, apparently getting board watching us. "Just call me when this is over!" He shouted
By this time, I grew tired of useless struggling. I was then sweating heavily, exhausted from all that struggling. I then just sat quietly at the sofa, and just waited for her to untie me.
When I stopped struggling, Angela seems to lose interest in watching me. She then opened the TV, sat beside the bound and gagged me, and watched TV for an hour. I then just made myself as comfortable as I can, and watched TV. Watching TV with her was torture! Her shows are absolutely not my taste, and I have to spend that much time watching and listening to her show. I would have made some critical comments about what she was watching, but all I could do is groan and squirm. I would occasionally close my eyes to avoid watching, but every time I would close my eyes, Angela would give me a slight tickle at my side to make sure I'm watching the show. And since I, like Andrew, am extremely ticklish, even a slight tickle would cause me to shake and squirm.
Finally, the show ended. I was relieved that the show ended. I was hoping that she would untie me, but all hope vanished when she asked me the question I most dreaded.
"Are you ticklish?" she asked.
I shook my head, trying in vain to forestall the inevitable.
"Well, Betty tells me you're very ticklish. She also tells me that your brother tickles you for half an hour. Let's see if she's right!"
She then took of my shoes and socks off and began to tickle my feet. I went absolutely crazy as soon as her finger began to stroke my feet. I rolled, I squirmed, and I shook violently. She then proceeded to my sides and stomach and ribs. I couldn't do anything but laugh and laugh and laugh. She continued this for five minutes NON STOP. By that time, I was in tears; I am thoroughly exhausted, and look very pitiful.
She then looked at me after her non-stop tickling. Her expression changed from cocky to concerned.
"I think you had enough." She then removed my gag. I immediately flexed my jaw and breathed through my mouth.
"Sorry, I thought you could take it. Betty told me- "
"Betty (gasp) did not tell (gasp) you everything!" I interrupted.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Never mind. Just remember that you should be able to take as much as I took! Be ready for my turn!" I defiantly said.
I had recovered at this point. My tears are dry, I am breathing normally, and my pride came back. I was not however, bitter about what happened. I know Angela would not have deliberately done anything to harm me, and I know she just want to have fun at my expense, but it would be fun if Angela thought the opposite. Still, I was afraid she would not untie me and just re-gag me and tickle me.
"I can take anything you could possibly throw at me, but since you didn't escape, you have to do my homework until the end of school!" She said, her expression quickly returning to cocky.
I ignored what she said about the homework. I get irritated when I remember it. "Maybe so, but prepare five bucks." I responded.
She untied me. Henry suddenly became interested again, came back and was watching us. I then commanded her to turn around and put her arms behind her. I also asked Henry to fetch the ropes. I was about to wrap the ropes around her wrists when I noticed the clock.
The time! "Listen, I've got to go. Mom and Dad are going to kill me if I came home later than seven. Sorry, gotta go." I said.
"So much for your revenge!" she said.
"Don't worry. I'll come back tomorrow afternoon. So be ready!" I replied.
With that, I hurried out the door, and ran home. I entered the front door with three minutes to spare. Mom and Dad are strict about curfews, especially on school days.
I spent the night doing John and Betty's homework. After doing all those homework, I told Andrew all that happened. I omitted, of course, the part where I have to do Angela's homework.
Even without telling about the homework, Andrew burst into laughter. He laughed even before I finished.
"You really fell for it! I don't believe you could be so gullible!" Andrew said while laughing.
"Looks who's laughing. You are the one who told me girls can't tie boys." I told my brother.
"The only reason why she was able to tie you up so good is because you let her!" Andrew responded, still laughing.
I thought for a moment. Andrew is always saying to us since the beginning of our games that girls can't tie boys. When Angela was able to tie me up, that belief crumbled. Now, with that comment, it was brought back to life. Yes, Andrew's right. Girls can't tie boys unless the boys let themselves be tied up. At least at that point in my life I thought he's right.
With that, I began laughing at myself. We laughed a total of fifteen minutes. I then told him about my planned revenge the following day.
"Want to watch?" I asked Andrew.
"I'd like too, but I've got to take care of things tomorrow afternoon." Andrew replied.
"Too bad. You're going to miss the fun!" I said.
Was I able to take my revenge on Angela? Read the next part and find out!
Tom Ford
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Tom Ford's stories
- 01 - First Games (mm/m)
- 02 - Revenge (mmm/mm, mm/mmm)
- 03 - Surprises (m/mm, mmm/mm)
- 04 - Afternoon Attack (mm/mmm)
- 05 - Sunday Morning Offensive (mm/m, m/mmm)
- 06 - Victory! (mm/mmm, mmm/mm)
- 07 - Chester and Jay (mm/mm, m+/mm)
- 08 - Cops & Robbers (mm/mm, m/m+)
- 09 - The Unexpected Game (mm/F, F/mm)
- 10 - Another Victory! (m+/mmm, mmm/m+)
- 11 - The Perfect Plan (mm/mmm, m+/mmm)
- 12 - The Counterattack (m+/mmm)
- 13 - Angela (f/m)
- 14 - The Next Round of Tom vs. Angela (m/f)
- 15 - Curiosity Kills the Cat! (ff/mm, mm/ff)
- 16 - Déjà Vu (m+/mmm)
- 17 - The Next Morning! (m+/mmm, mmm/m+)
- 18 - Tom & Company's Attack (mmm/mmm)
- 19 - Angela's Revenge-and Request?! (ff/m)
- 20 - Negotiations (mmm/m+)
- 21 - The Initiation (m+/f)
- 22 - Angela's First Game (m+/fmmm)
- 23 - Last Game of Spring (m+/fmm)
- 24 - The First Game of Summer (mm+/fmmm)
- 25 - Vacation in Vermont (mm/fmm+)
- 26 - Robert and Jerry (mm+/fmm+)
- 27 - The Treasure Hunt (m+/m+)
- 28 - Revenge - Sweet Revenge (mf+/mf+)
- 29 - Angela's Fury (ffm/m+)
- 30 - The Hunter and the Hunted (m+/m+)
- 31 - The Night Attack (mf+/m+)
- 32 - The Second Cops & Robbers Game (m+/fm+)
- 33 - Capture the Flag (m+/m+)
- 34 - A Couple of Answers to Questions Asked
- 35 - A Father's Day Adventure (m/m+)
- 36 - A Father's Day Adventure - Part II - Dad's Boyhood Experience (MM/m+, mm/ff, ff/mm)
- 37 - Cowboys and Indians (m+/f, fff/m+)
- 38 - Flag Wars (m+/m+)
- 39 - By the Dawn's Early Light (mm/fm+ )
- 40 - Turnabout is Fair Play! (mm+/fm+)
- 41 - Tying-Up Mom and Aunt Rachel - and the Aftermath (fm+/FF, FF/fm+)
- 42 - The Island Adventure (mm/f, mm+/fm+)
- 43 - The Long Afternoon (f/mm)
- 44 - Defeat - Again? (mm/fm+)
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