01 - Tied Up After the Dance
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By Jenna
Thursday, June 12th 2003 - 07:22:03 PM
Tied Up After the Dance
This seems like such a guy site, but here it goes. This is a story about me getting tied up and kidnapped by my so-called friends at a junior high dance.
I was one of only a few Black girls at my school (I'm half African American and half Latina). Boys used to flirt with me a lot, but I never really got asked to go out much. So, I went to a junior high dance with a few girlfriends. We didn't have to wear fancy dresses or anything, but it was one of the first times most of us got to go out wearing make-up. I was wearing a black leather jacket, a blue t-shirt and as short a skirt as my Dad would let me wear.
The dance turned out to be one of those things where all the boys stood on one side of the gym and all the girls on the other. So, me and my friends decided to leave early. We were acting stupid and loud and pushing each other and stuff. In front of school Jenny and Patsy (two friends) tackled me on the lawn. They held me down, and one of them took the belt out of my leather jacket. They pulled my arms behind me and tied my wrists together. But, I quickly got loose and managed to get them off me.
But, as soon as I thought I was safe, a few of the other girls came up behind me and grabbed me. They had taken the rope off the flag pole. Jenny and Patsy and another girl pulled my arms behind my back and tied me up again. Somebody was cutting the rope in pieces and they wrapped a long piece of rope around my chest and stomach pinning my arms to my side. Then they pushed me down again and tied my feet so they were crossed at the ankles. Finally, they rolled me over and tied my ankles to my hands, so my legs were bent and I could not stand up.
Some of the girls kneeled down next to me and started telling me they were going to leave me tied up and alone. Some other girls took a long silk scarf and wrapped it around my head a few times and then tied a big knot right in my mouth.
Being Black, I felt a little uncomfortable having White kids tie me up. I was a little scared too that they would just leave me there. I squirmed and tried to roll over and tried to get my hands loose. But the more I squirmed, the tighter the ropes got around my wrists. It was kind of scary fun. I really wanted to get away, but it was fun being a damsel in distress.
It didn't take long for a bunch of boys to come along. I was embarrassed for them to see me like that. But they asked me if I wanted to get untied, and I shook my head yes. They pushed my friends out f the way and starting letting me loose. I knew they could see my panties when they were untying my feet, and I was like so pissed off at my friends.
The boys undid the ropes and let me go. I put my belt back in my jacket and fixed my hair and everything.
Then came my big mistake. The boys asked me if I want them to walk me home. I said no because I would go home with my girlfriends, since we were having a sleep over at my friend Kelly's house.
You can probably guess what happens next. As soon as the boys left, my friend jumped on me again and tied my hands behind me. They walked me around town tied up and pretty helpless. I almost fell down every time we hit a crack in the sidewalk or I had to go up or down a curb. My friends had a hold of my arms and they kept saying things like they were going to tie me to the railroad tracks, or throw me in the pool at the park and see if I could swim with my hands tied behind me. When we finally got to Kelly's, I knew they didn't want to let me go. But her parents would have untied me anyway. So, they undid the ropes on my hands and I was finally free.
That's my story. If anybody wants to hear about the time I was tied up at night in the cemetery, I will tell that one.
Jenna
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Jenna's stories
- 01 - Tied Up After the Dance (f+/f)
- 02 - Poltergeists (mm/f)
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