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Mark : 05 - Ties--R--Us (m/m)

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05 - Ties--R--Us
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By Mark

Wednesday, May 18th 2005 - 08:13:45 PM

Ties--R--Us

Me Greg(12), my brother Steve(19), Laura(13), and Nick(evil 13). Ok Steve was a bond-o-maniac. He had played tie-up games constantly. He even started a summer business. For $20 he would break into the persons room, tie them up, take pictures and tickle them for about 30 min, then retied them with loose ropes. Not to be awkward he only did people he knew. He got to good at it. He could probably hogtie and gag any one his age and below in less then a minute. He could probably get a fully grown adult if he wanted, but it was a his age and under business. But every time we saw him we hid in fear.

Once, he got Laura because Nick hated me but liked Laura, so he pissed me off while getting some nice pictures. She said that Steve came in and grabbed her hands with one of his hands and using a homemade sock knot gag to keep her quiet. After he tightly hogtied her, he tickled her until she cried and then took some pathetic sad hostage looking pictures and gave them to Nick because it was part of his service. He also had a scrap book which he also keep in his backpack with the supplies that had a picture of each different victim. We all had fun with the business, and one day he said,"Ya know, the older I get, the more easy and awkward it gets. So I want you take over the business. Its been fun, and well, very fun. From now on you come with me and I'll show you how to do it. How about we start on Laura. I'll do it then you take notes. Then we will practice knots and I'll do it again give better pointers. And then you'll have a try."

It took me a while to take this in, then I finally said,"Ok... But this better be dam fun."

"Oh yes it is." He said in a correcting voice."By the time you graduate from recruiting, you'll be able to do this!"

At that moment he grabbed one of my hands and rope from his back pack. He then tugged my arm forcing both of them together in one hand. After he pulled out one of those gags, he quickly rapped the rope around my wrists then pulled it tight with a knot with both hands. "Hey that's not fa-mmmmppphhh!" I tried to say being cut off when he put the gag in my mouth and tied it behind my head. I was laughing behind my gag as he did the same to my ankles. Then he took both wrist and ankles and forced them together. Before I could mumble in pain they were tied together perfectly. The whole process took like 20 seconds.

"I'd say that that's a new record." He smirked. Then he started tickling me like crazy. I squirmed and squirmed, but no progress. I was almost bursting with laughter. I was pleading as I bursts out in tears instead of peeing my self(tears of laughter). Then I tried to make my best pleading-for-freedom-and-or-no-more-tickling face but then he took a picture with his new camera. "One for me."he said,"And a few for my employer. No I can't tell you who, she said no telling, and she had a crush on you... God this must be killing you. Ya know, I don't many chances to talk to my employes often." he said as he sat down next to me, "And don't forget, we do revenge,".

"Lets talk." He said as he grabbed where my knots met and then put me on the couch. He then untied the hogtie but everything else was still tied. So i'm sitting on the couch in a calm state with my hands tightly tied behind my back and my ankles tied tightly in front of me gagged thinking right now, is he crazy. The only way he can talk to me if he has me bound and gagged next to him. So he starts off, "Ya its a good job, but I don't do it for the money." He was having a good time joking like it was his key to success. "I've only liked tying up forever, but well I have to pass this on to you." He then put a book on my lap that said work gallery. This was his book of tied employes."Well let's keep this a tradition. If you get a kid give it to him, but try to get him interested in tying up first. Ok?". I nodded yes and then he remarked,"He'll be interested, it's generic."

After a few minutes of discussing how he will get Laura, I got a video camera and walked up and started to video tape Laura as she came in and sat on the couch."Ya?" she asked.

"Oh, just making a documentary," I said as Steve walked in with his backpack.

"Ah crap." Her eyes grew wide as Steve put down his backpack only after he took a few pieces of rope out and the gag. He then grabbed her arm and did the exact same procedure on me. The wrists, gag, then ankles, but this time he went through each step slowly telling me all the tricks. After he got her tied up and gagged it was time for tickling. He gave me pointers on where the human body was most ticklish.

Then he said, "You have to take the picture at the exact time as they have a pleading look on there face for the album."You can never have enough pictures," He joked.

Well to make an even longer story short i'm sad to say he went to back collage the next day, and we never talked about it again. But my dad did give me the album and its funny to look my uncle Steve being tied and gagged and all the cute pictures of the kids he hung out with. Its funny memories when ever we looked at the album and he would tell me all the stories such as this one. For as long as I remember my dad has takin over the business and retired at 20 years old with new kids and such faces. Thats all, for now. Until the business resumes, till then, Ill be praticing my knots.

He was truly, a legend.

younger stud (aka "Mark")
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