01 - Melissa's prisoner
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By Jimmy T.
Wednesday, September 22nd 2004 - 11:22:20 PM
Melissa's prisoner
My cousin Melissa once tied me up in her basement. What an experience that was.
We went to the same high school. I was 15 and she was 17. We were in a play together along with a mutual friend of ours, Maria. I forget what the play was because it was written by a teacher at the school, but it featured a scene where someone escape from a pair of handcuffs after praying she could do so. It was about political prisoners being "set free" by God. It was a Catholic school, you see.
I was going to Melissa's house after rehearsal to sleep over because my parents were out late that night and the next morning she and I had to be at a food pantry to do our mandatory service project for a couple of hours. Melissa was blonde and a little chunky, but she had a pretty face and was very cool to me. She was a senior and got to "dress down" this day. She wore a pink ruffled shirt that went between her elbow and shoulder with and grey corduroys (that was dressing down at this school), grey socks, and clogs. I had my shirt and tie and grey chinos, grey socks, and loafers on.
While she drove home she brought up how good Maria was at getting out of her handcuffs without even looking anymore. I agreed and I was marveling to her how fast Maria was able to get out of those handcuffs on stage. She had to do it very quickly and I was impressed.
"They're trick handcuffs, Jimmy. But you know what? When we first rehearsed it we did it with real ones and she just held the key in her hand. I have a pair of handcuffs at home at home and I've done it too - even when cuffed, you could get out of them really fast too, of you held the key" Melissa said.
I had no idea but I was being set up. She and Maria - I was kind of their "kid friend" - liked to pick on me and had laid out plans to get me. I knew nothing about this.
"I don't think I could get out that fast," I said.
"A friend thought she could tie me up one time after she found them, and she and another girl handcuffed me with them and tied my feet too. They came back into my room a few minutes later to find me sitting on the bed, untied and waiting for them. Trust me - it's really easy."
I wasn't weird or anything, but at this moment the idea of being handcuffed by my cute cousin sounded pretty cool to me. I decided to "get her" to use them on me. Little did I know I was falling into her spider web.
"I don't think I could do it - you know how clumsy I am," I said. "I doubt it."
"I tell you what - I'll show you when we get to my house. I'll handcuff you and you'll be out in 1 minute," Melissa said.
"Yes!" I thought. Of course I didn't know it at the time, but so did she.
So I agreed and when we got home she told me to go down to the family room - a finished basement with a couple rounded support beams running floor to ceiling - and wait for her. I took my jacket, tie, and shoes off and waited for her.
Melissa came down, kicked her shoes off, and showed me the cuffs. She told me to sit down with my arms behind the support pole. I did and Melissa handcuffed my hands behind my back and around the pole.
"Here's the key," she said as I felt her slip it into my hand. "But before you try and unlock them, wait and I'll give you a little more of a challenge. My friends tied my feet too. Want me to do that to you?"
"Uh...sure," I said, secretly delighted. Sure, the idea of bondage was a cool thing to me, I admit.
"OK," Melissa said and ran into the laundry room behind the family room. She came out with white rope. "I won't tie you too tight. Then I guarantee you'll be out in 3 minutes."
Melissa knelt down and bound my feet and then sat on a couch a few feet away. "OK, do it.
I fumbled for the key and it slipped out of my hand. She came behind me and put it back. I was really uncoordinated and I fumbled some more. She sat down on the couch and said things like, "Grip it with your right hand hard and feel for the hole," "Run the key along the cuff until it goes in the hole," and "Now turn it right." I did all this a few times but nothing happened.
Melissa's face had a puzzled look when I said, "U, are you sure this is the right key?"
She looked a little embarrassed and said, "Oh crap, maybe it's not. I bet the right one is upstairs. I'll be right back," she said and went to the stairs. "Try and untie your feet in the meantime - that shouldn't be too hard." She then ran upstairs.
I tried to kick my feet free but it wasn't working. She had tied me up better than she thought (or so I thought). I kicked and kicked and one of my socks almost came off (loose dress socks) but couldn't get free. "Oh well, I'm a dope," I figured, amd wat there tied to the pole and waited for Melissa to come back down with the right key.
Right.
She came back down alright, and then stood right in front of me. She held up a bike lock. "I was right. That key in your hand opens this lock. See?" and she reached down and took the key out of my hands to show me.
I laughed and she laughed.
"Here's the right key," Melissa said, producing it from her pocket. But she didn't give it to me - she just held it there in front of me.
"OK, no problem. Here, just slip it in my hand," I said to her, motioning my bound hands to her.
But Melissa said nothing and instead walked over to an end table, opened the drawer, and put the key in there.
"Melissa!" I said as she did that, "I can't get out of these without that key."
She picked up the chordless phone on the endtable and responded, "Oh, I know you can't. Maybe later." And she started to dial.
"Melissa, c'mon!" I said.
"Nah, maybe I'll untie you later," Melissa said as she finished dialing, coming over to me, kneeling at my side, and putting the phone to her ear.
"Mel---" I said and she used her free hand to cover my mouth. Hard enough that I couldn't get it off.
"Shhh," she said.
Then my heart sank when I heard who she was calling.
"Hey Maria," she said, and I tried to yelp but her hand silenced me. "Remember I told you I had a surprised for you? Well, c'mon over and get it. Can you? Cool - see you in 15 minutes. Bye!"
Melissa hung up, took her hand off my mouth, and then stood up over me. "Boy are you gullible! You had no idea you were being set up?"
"Wh..what are you talking..." I stammered.
"A set up. I set you up and you played right into my hands, Jimmy. I told Maria I had a surprise for her. Wait'll she gets a load of you all tied up. I wonder what she'll want to do to you."
I stammered some more and Melissa kept talking. I couldn't believe this!
"I'm sure we'll think of something. But this has to be a surprise, so you need to be quiet," Melissa said, running upstairs again while I tried to get untied. She came back down a minute later with a pair of pink socks.
"Open up," Melissa said, crouching down in front of me and balling one of the socks up. "Don't worry - they're clean socks. Open your mouth, Jimmy. C'mon."
I refused. Melissa tickled me under my chin.
"Are you ticklish? I said open up," she said. When I started laughing she quickly shoved the sock in my mouth. Then she tied the other one around my mouth to keep it in. I tried to yell at her but everything was muffled.
"See you in a few minutes," Melissa said, going upstairs, shutting off the light and leaving me bound and gagged in the dark. I tried and tried to get free but she tied me up too well. I was in trouble.
When I heard the doorbell rang a few minutes my heart really began to flutter. Half excited and half terrified. The family room door opened and Melissa and Maria made their way downstairs. Maria was blindfolded.
I thought Maria was pretty. She had long dark black hair and brown eyes. She was Portugese descent and was very cute. About 5'5 - taller and thinner than Melissa. Besides her blindfold she had and oversized green football shirt and white painters pants and white socks. Her shoes were already off.
I tried to yell to her but she either didn't hear me or didn't care.
"C'mon, Mel, what do I get?" she asked, and Melissa moved behind her. "What's my surprise!"
"Your surprise is THAT," Melissa said, taking off Maria's blindfold to reveal me, bound and gagged at her feet. Maria instantly laughed.
"Oh my God - YOU did this to him?" Maria asked.
"Sure did," Melissa said. "I told him how "easy" it is to get out of handcuffs. Of course, it's easier to get out when you have the key!" Melissa said and they both sat on the floor in front of me.
Maria laughed some more and said, "True. True. So I guess you're no Houdini, huh Jimmie?" and patted my leg.
I grumbled into the gag, sarcastically.
"Are those socks in your mouth?" Maria asked both me and Melissa. "Uh, please tell me they're clean."
"Of course they're clean," Melissa said as she moved behind me to check the knot of the gag. "The gag was just to keep him quiet for when you got here. I can take it off, or we can STILL keep him quiet."
"Hmm, what should we do with him, Mel? I've never been given such a gift!" Maria said, then looked at me. "I'm not untying you, kiddo. That's for sure. This is too much fun."
"Well, I have a pretty good feeling that Jimmy's ticklish," Melissa said, slipping off my socks while I now thrashed around and tried to yell "No!"
"Ticklish, huh?" Maria said with a nasty grin. "So if I tickled your feet, it would probably drive you crazy, huh?"
I nodded and begged her not to. But Maria giggled and tickled the soles of my feet while Melissa held my legs in place. Maria had these long nails and I was in agony while she tickled my feet.
"Get him, girl!" Melissa yelled while I screamed into the gag. "Tickle him to death!"
"I just might do that," Maria said, now tickling my ankles and legs and moving up to my torso while Melissa came behind me. "I think somebody's ticklish!"
"You want to see how ticklish he is?" Melissa said, placing her fingers in my ribs from behind. "Watch this!"
And she started to tickle my ribs all out and I exploded in laughter and sagged to one side, my hands and feet helpless and my screams muffled by the socks. Maria tickled my stomach and ribs too and then my neck and the two of them giggled and giggled in a real evil kind of way.
Melissa's fingers kept ravaging my ribs with tickle-torture. "Look at him - he's just a crazy mass of nerves now. I think we tickled all the strength out of him!"
"I think you're right - are we tickling you to death, Jimmy?" Maria asked as she slowly tickled my feet some more. "Would you like us to stop tickling you?"
I nodded, red-faced and laughed out. My strength was gone.
"OK," Maria said and they both stood over me.
"MMMM! MMMMM!" I yelled into the gag.
Maria and Melissa looked at each other with huge grins and cracked up. Then they turned to me with the most wicked smiles I've ever seen and pounced down to my bound and gagged body once more and tickle-tortured my ribs and stomach once more for about 20 seconds.
"OK, we won't tickle you anymore," Maria said, finally getting up with Melissa. "Any other tortures you have, Mel?"
"Well, my sister and her friends used to hold me down and make me smell their feet," Melissa said. I just groaned and sagged and was not looking forward to this.
"Smell our feet??!! I love it! Here you go, Jimmy. How do my feet smell?" and Maria raised her socked foot to my nose. It was more humiliating than anything, but it wasn't great.
"My turn," Melissa said, her grey socks coming under my nose with her toes wriggling. "Just one time is, all, Jimmy. I promise." And I was forced to endure Melissa's foot odor for about 10 seconds.
"There, I think we've tortured you enough for now," Melissa said, kneeling down and taking my gag off. "Sorry about that, but how often do I get to tie someone up?"
"Why?why?why did you'd-do that?" I said, laughing and panting.
"No reason," Melissa said, getting up and discarding the socks that gagged me back in the laundry room while Maria turned the TV on and stretched out on the couch. "Just because we could!"
I just slumped over and kept laughing. My stomach muscles were hurting.
"Ready for me to untie you?" Melissa asked.
"Oh God yes," I said, having gotten way more than I bargained for.
"Well I'm not!" she said and down to watch TV too. "We'll untie you when we're ready, and we're nowhere near ready yet!"
"C'mon, PLEASE untie me, guys!" I begged.
"You want us to gag you again?" Maria asked me.
"NO!"
"Then shut up and sit there. We'll untie you when we're done with you," and she and Melissa giggled and high-fived each other.
Later, when Melissa went upstairs to put dinner on, Maria pounced over to me and tickled me pretty hard. "You're SO ticklish, Jimmy. It's a shame to waste it!" I laughed and laughed and Maria handgagged me with one and tickled me with the other before stopping.
She stopped when Melissa came back down and I composed myself a few minutes later. They finally untied me after they had dinner. Wow, what a day that was!
Jimmy T.
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