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By Kevin

Sunday, September 12th 2004 - 10:38:40 AM

March Break: Tied Up

Hello the name's Kevin and I've been reading many of these stories for a few months and I must say many of them are quite excellent and I thought that I should post my own stories.

It all began a couple of months ago in March. March break had just begun and I was basically lying about the house in a t shirt and jeans, my feet were bare. My sister Jasmin comes into my room and asks if I want to try something new. As I was bored out of my mind I said yes.

My sister is 16 with long blond hair and excellent figure and about 5'6" in height (I don't know her actual height but she's a little taller than me) and weighs 98 pounds. She wore a skirt sleeveless shirt and knee high socks. I'm 13, 5'4" and weigh 109 pounds.

I went into her room and saw a long length of white rope and asked her what it was for. She said "it will make things more interesting". she took the rope and we went down to the basement the floor was cleared except for a carpet spread across the floor.

When we got down there she finally admitted this was about bondage and said if I wanted to leave I could, but if I stayed she would have semi horrible tortures for me. I guessed the only torture she would do was tickle me (and I was right) so I said I'd do it.

She revealed to me some other things she had. She had me put gloves on and press my arms to my sides, and then wrapped duct tape tape around my gloved hands and thighs (where my hands reached). Then she took a length of rope and tied a rope around my chest and arms, pinning my arms to my side even more, starting at my shoulders and working down to the bottom of my shirt. She then lay me down on the floor and tied me from my ankles up to knees. I struggled about on the floor, but she said she wasn't finished yet and moved me over to the edge of the carpet and rolled m up in it.

I was now wrapped up tight in that carpet with my head sticking out one end and my helpless bare feet sicking out the other. With the long rope I saw in her room Jasmin started tying around the carpet, starting at my knee level and ending at my elbow level, tying it off with a knot on my chest. Then she ductaped around the blanket and over the rope making me look more mummified than carpetted and using up the duct tape.

I was now moving the only way I could my shaking my head and wiggling my toes she said "Thanks for reminding me", and for a second I wondered what she meant by that. She took a string and tied my big toes together tightly. Now I was completely at her mercy and I was secretly enjoying it but I was sure she could tell.

She brought down a chair and watched me struggle for about ten or fifteen minutes, then she came over to me, rolled me over, sat on the back of my legs and without warning her fingernails started to playfully scratch my soles. I howled with laughter - I didn't have a gag on but our parents were out so we were the only ones left in the house. Jasmin would trace figure eights on my soles, let her finger slide up and down and left to right while I pleaded for mercy through my laughs this continued for ten minutes.

After that I was panting and near tears, so she decided to give me ten minutes to recover. She then went upstairs again. She had ice cubes with her and I tried another futile struggle against my bonds. Of course I failed. She sat back down on the back of my legs and started gliding them around my soles and tops, and continued tickling me again for about five minutes. This time I couldn't hold the tears back and started crying. Concerned she asked if I was okay. I told her I was fine and they were just tears from laughing.

After giving me several minutes to recover, she used two bandanas to gag and blindfold me and announced she would be back in five minutes. She came back down with something - I later found out it was a camera. She got me to the wall and got me to stand up against the wall, after which she would set the flash to go off in ten seconds, stood next to me and did the bunny ears thing with her fingers behind me. It looked like some kind of dominatin with her standing there in a skirt, sleeveless shirt and knee high socks, and me standing there barefoot mummified and carpetted from shoulders to ankles gagged and blindfolded.

Jasmin took more pictures, one with me on my back and her grabbing onto the knot that still stuck out past the duct tape, looking like she had just finished tying me up.

After the "photo session", she undid the tape and the rope, unrolled me, and untied the string on my big toes. I still had the rope around my arms and legs, and tape around my hands and thighs, so I sat there wiggling my toes wondering if I would be untied. She took my blindfold off, but left my gag. She asked if I would like to be tied up longer. I nodded my head and mmphed so she untied my legs and carefully walked me up to my room, lay me down on my bed and tied my legs up the same way. She said she needed something and she came back with the video camera she got last summer. She had me struggle around a bit. We did this for a half an hour and she finally untied me and told me that if I was up for it she could tie me many ways on March Break and on the weekend, and if I was a good little captive I could even tie her. With this offer I accepted and thus starts a long line of tie ups and stories.

Later.

Kevin

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