40 - Turnabout is Fair Play!
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By Tom Ford
Monday, September 2nd 2002 - 07:01:23 AM
Summer - 1966
"Turnabout is Fair Play!"
It was at dawn on the third Friday of our vacation that the last tie-up game happened. On that game, Andrew and David literally caught us asleep, and we were defeated as a result. Thus ended our string of victories.
It was six in that Friday morning that found us eating breakfast with our parents. I already gave the outline of our conversation on the last story. But I find it better if I'll include the actual conversation that took place.
"Tom, Frank, Donald! What a surprise!" Dad exclaimed. "I thought you were still asleep."
"Usually, it was only Andrew and David who wakes up early enough to join us!" Aunt Rachel added.
We were at a loss of words, so we just smiled and joined them at breakfast.
"That's it!" Uncle Richard suddenly said, pointing at the rope marks at Donald's hands. "You were playing tie-up games this early morning, weren't you? How else could you have rope marks so early in the morning?! "
Faced with the direct question, we admitted playing a tie-up game. Andrew, like the honest boy he was, for his part confessed that he was the instigator of the game. He then told the entire story. Surprisingly, they were more interested than angry. (As I said, they didn't disapprove of tie-up games. But there usually are limits. Example, you can't play a tie-up game, or any game for that matter, on the dead of night. We feared that they would get angry at us not for tying each other up but for playing it at the wrong time.) They began to answer questions.
"Who was tied up?" Mom asked.
"Angela, Donald, Frank and I." I replied.
"And Andrew, David, Robert and Jerry tied you all up?" Dad asked.
"Only Andy and David tied us up, Mr. James Ford." Angela politely replied. (Since there are two Mr. Fords that time, Dad and my Uncle, our friends call them Mr. James or Richard Ford when they are together, and only Mr. Ford when they are separate.)
"Is that true Andrew?" Dad demanded of my brother.
"Yes Dad. We only called them when they were all tied up." Andrew replied.
"Did you consent to this?" Aunt Rachel asked.
We all nodded or said yes.
After further asking questions ascertaining our compliance for their rules and criteria and after satisfying themselves to their satisfaction, they only gave us a mild rebuke for playing too early in the morning. It was so mild indeed, that we took it as a recommendation and not as a command not to play at such an ungodly hour. In fact, I might not even call it a rebuke, for Dad and my Uncle even praised Andrew for his boldness, resourcefulness and shrewdness right before our rebuke.
It was a harbinger for things to come, when we got so bold and went so far that we invited ourselves to trouble with our parents. But that's another story.
Anyway, that morning, we decided to explore the farm. All seven of us boys ages nine and ten (meaning Andrew, David, Frank, Donald, Robert, Jerry and I) plus Henry, Angela's eight-year-old kid brother will go. Angela for her part, decided to spend the morning with my sister Betty, and her friends Nancy, Maggie and the other girls. To our surprise, that seemed to have disappointed my brother, but we let it go at that.
So we went exploring that morning. We felt secure from attack because of the absence of Angela would make any attacks by Andrew and company useless. Well once again, we underestimated my brother, to our regret.
We went to a barn - the same barn where we surprised Angela in the Cowboys and Indians game we played on Monday. David wanted to go there again, while Frank has the "been there - done that attitude" towards it, and wanted to go to some other place. The rest of us, me included, wanted to go back to the barn. Robert and Jerry also want to go somewhere else. What was surprising is that Henry, who never explored that barn with us, also doesn't want to go with us on the barn. David and the one's who wanted to go to the barn dug their heels, insisting on going to the barn while Frank also dug his heels on the ground, refusing to budge. The disagreement threatened to split the team again, but at the last minute, Andrew offered a compromise.
"Okay, here's the deal. Frank, you and Henry go wherever you wish to go, but be back after thirty minutes, and we'll explore the rest of the farm together, okay?" Andrew proposed.
That seemed reasonable enough. So all of us accepted it. So Frank, Henry, Robert and Jerry (Robert and Jerry both took bags hidden in the barn and left with Frank with it) left the barn, agreeing to return after a half hour. Andrew, David, Donald and I soon went to the barn. We soon split into two groups. David and myself compose one group while my brother and Donald composed the other. We went to the second floor while they went to explore the first. We were at the second floor a few minutes already when David told me he wanted to go down.
"Tom, I need to go to the bathroom!" David explained. "Could you wait for me up here?"
"Sure!" I replied. "Just be quick about it."
So David went down and out the barn. I meanwhile continued to explore the barn. David, however, took too long to return. Finally, about fifteen minutes later, his absence so irritated me that I decided to go down to look for him. But just as I was about to go down the ladder, David unexpectedly appeared.
"Sorry!" David apologized. "I was stuck for a while!"
"Think nothing of it!" I replied. "I think we should go down. We have seen enough up here."
"Good idea!" was David's response. So I went down. We went to another part of the barn, and I soon discovered the real reason why David took so long.
On the wooden barn floor, alongside many scattered hay, is none other than Donald himself. He was hog-tied with rope, and gagged with tape. Based on the bulging cheeks, his mouth was also stuffed. Before I could do anything however, Andrew and David grabbed me from behind.
"Hey what's the big idea?!" I complained.
"Don't play games!" Andrew said to me. "We're just giving you a taste of your own medicine!"
"What are you talking about?!" I said, playing dumb.
"Turnabout is fair play, Tom." David said while he was pulling my arms behind my back. "You were winning once, and now it's our turn to win and your turn to lose."
"Ha!" I scoffed. "What are you gonna tie me with?" (All of us didn't bring any supplies with us).
"You'll see!" Andrew replied. "You'll see!" And indeed I saw. For Andrew took a bag from under the hay and in the bag is a couple of ropes, socks, handkerchiefs, duct tape and other materials. I was doomed.
"But you still need to catch Frank and Angela!" I shot back. "And you can't catch them!"
"Well, let's just wait and see!" David wickedly said.
Andrew then wrapped rope around my wrists (which were crossed and palm to palm) several times, cinching it, and finally knotted it off. He then took a longer rope, wrapped it around my waist, cinched it, knotted it off, and tied the loose ends to my wrists, pinning my wrists to my back, as always. I tested the rope. As usual, it is snug, tight and not uncomfortable, which means I am going nowhere. And as usual, all knots are beyond the reach of my fingers.
David then inserted a sock in my mouth, which I reluctantly accepted. He then duct taped my mouth to hold the sock. After that, they made me lie on a pile of hay (which is much cleaner than the floor) on my stomach. They then tied my crossed ankles. After that, they took a piece of rope, and tied one end of it to my wrists, and pulled till my wrists nearly touched my ankles. They then tied the other end of the rope to my ankles, hog-tying me.
"Thirty minutes are nearly up." Andrew remarked.
"Yea. They should be here by now," David added.
And sure enough, we heard the voice of Robert shouting.
"Andrew, David, we got Frank!" I heard Robert shout from outside the barn.
"Good, good!" Andrew replied. "We have Thomas and Donald too!"
"Then all we need to win this one is Angela!" Jerry added.
"Yup!" David shouted. And sure enough, Robert and Jerry entered the barn with an attitude of a Julius Caesar fresh from victory at Zela.
"We came, we saw, we tied him up!" Robert boasted.
Robert and Jerry entered the barn with the bound and gagged Frank between them. Frank's hands were tied behind his back, his waist also tied and also his upper body. His mouth was gagged with duct tape.
"Easy as taking candy from a baby!" Jerry boasted.
"But how do we get Angela?" Robert asked, snapping them back to reality.
"Well, if my plan works out just fine, we soon we'll have her and win another game." Andrew remarked.
Andrew then instructed to lay put make Frank sit on a pile of hay with his back leaning on a post. Robert and Jerry tied Frank on the shoulders, and waist to the post. After which they tied his crossed ankles.
After taking care of Frank, their only problem before they can begin tickling is Angela herself. The problem is that Angela is at the house while they are at the barn. So how to lure her? Then I noticed that Henry was gone. Perhaps they used Angela's brother to lure her in. Whether it will work remains to be seen.
Well, twenty minutes later, Jerry, who volunteered as a lookout, spotted Angela approaching the barn.
"Angela's coming!" Jerry shouted. "Now we have the game in the bag!"
"Good! Good!" Andrew remarked. "My plan seems to be working."
They took their positions. Andrew and Robert hid behind the barn door, ready to pounce on the redhead once she enters. I mmmppphhh as loud as I can to warn her, but it was so faint that even my captors could barely hear it. Angela entered through the front door. Andrew and Robert immediately pounced. Angela was caught by surprised.
Andrew pulled her arms behind her back and began tying it with rope. Soon he was able to cinch it and knot it off. He then tied another piece of rope around her waist, wrapping it several times before cinching it and knotted it off. He then tied the loose ends to her wrists. Angela at first was shocked, but accepted her fate as soon as it became apparent she could do nothing about it.
"I knew there's something fishy when Henry told me about this!" Angela remarked with resignation as her hands were being tied behind her.
"What did Henry tell you?" my brother asked, a bit curious.
"Oh he said that you were playing a tie-up game and that because he was eight that he wasn't allowed to play. I, wanting to join, asked Henry where you were. He told me you were here, so here I am. Anyway, it was worth it even if I was tied up right at the very beginning.†Angela remarked.
"Boy, I knew that Henry's smart." Robert remarked. "But enough talk. Open your mouth."
"Oh well! Okay, but mmpphhhh!" Robert inserted the gag, which cut her off at mid-sentence. He then duct taped her mouth. My brother then placed my sister's best friend on a chair without armrests. David then tied her upper body to the backrests, pinning her to the chair. After which, he then tied each of her ankles to a chair leg. After that, they drew back to admire their handiwork.
Well, needless to say, they began their tickle torture. Like earlier tickle sessions, it was torture. We were tickled at the usual parts: the feet, the ribs, the armpits, the sides and the stomach. We gave the usual reactions - hysterical laughter, struggling, shouting which translated to Gaglish is mmpphhh, as all our verbal reactions. That we didn't burst into tears is because of the 2-3 minute breaks. Well they tickle us for a full thirty minutes.
Anyway, after the tickling, we thought that they would leave us for the usual thirty minutes. We were wrong. Jerry took another long piece of rope, tied my ankles with it, and tied the other end to the post beside me. (There are several posts in the barn.) Frank was also given the same treatment. David took another piece of rope, tied one end of it to Frank's wrists, and tied the other end to the post just beside him. That removed all possibility of us going to each other and untie each other's knots.
They left us. We started to struggle. But as in the past, we got nowhere. They tied us too competently for us to gain any slack or four our fluttering fingers to detect any knots to untie. We soon gave up. I gave up after ten minutes. Frank rested from the struggling after twelve. Donald after fifteen. And Angela at twenty. We just waited for the thirty minutes to come to an end. My dream of evening out the odds now seemed as remote as ever. Counting this game, they now won a total of 17 games as compared to our ten. Oh how can we ever catch up? We need to make another six straight miracle wins just to catch up.
They returned after thirty minutes. They of course bragged and boasted at first before untying us. We then swore revenge. Then we congratulated ourselves for a great game, as usual.
But we then set our eyes on bigger fish, specifically Mom and Aunt Rachel. Did we succeed, and what was their reaction. 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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