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CHAPTER 01
The Rondell’s and their four children were an almost idyllic family tucked away in Minnetonka, Minnesota. Harmony and love dominated the atmosphere where every person was precious, flaws and all. In the house, at the moment, were only three of the children. You see, the oldest child was married and currently enjoying a second honeymoon in the family RV at the family's favorite woodlands site some miles north of town.
Eva and Caleigh were going to join their brother and his wife, the latter of whom also was Caleigh’s best friend and collegiate softball teammate. It was going to be a fun time camping in the woods and having woodland adventures of all kinds… and the Rondell’s knew how to have fun.
"Caleigh! Where are you?" called out the younger girl.
"In our room!" responded the recent college graduate.
The Rondell sisters still shared a room at home even though it wasn't necessary. They just got along so well and found so many ways to have fun even in seemingly impossible situations. At present, Eva needed her sister's help in readying for their trip the next day.
"Why are you tied up?" Eva was sarcastic when she entered the room.
"Well, Tyler can't come with us, so I offered to let him tie me up before we leave him. He didn't gag me so he could go back to his homework."
"GET OUT!" the younger sister had things to do!
Caleigh had ropes binding her wrists, elbows, and breasts and frogtying her ankles. The breast binding consisted simply of ropes above and below her A-cup boobs with no other effects. The frogtie was cinched to force her feet tightly against her hamstrings. The older sister winked at the younger.
It was time for Caleigh to do what she did best. She started wiggling against the ropes with quiet confidence. She knew just the right way to squirm and to contract her muscles in specific manners so as to slowly loosen the ropes. She repeated this with considerable patience in an almost serene way; it was fun to watch her even. With more time, she grew more determined but never for a second panicked. With a bit of concentrated effort, she was out of the ropes binding her arms and completely free within 12 minutes of when Eva found her. As she often did, Caleigh took a bow.
"I'm f-cking jealous of you," Eva shook her head.
"Eva, your language!" Caleigh rolled her eyes.
"I'm 20 now! I can swear as I like, especially since you're the only person around!" beamed the future paramedic.
"NOT IN THIS HOUSE YOU WON'T!" their mother, who happened to be passing by the stairs, scolded the girl.
"Thank you, Mom!" Caleigh called back.
"UGH!" Eva rolled her eyes, “I need hearing aids to keep my volume in check.”
"Well, let's finish packing for tomorrow, and then I'll tie you up the same way and give you 30 minutes to escape, hmm?" Caleigh smoothed things over.
"Deal!" Eva still pouted a little at being busted by mother like that.
If you went by anything other than looks, you wouldn't know these two were related. Eva wore dresses and jumpers and the like outside her working clothes, but Caleigh was a shorts and pants girl. Eva would sport the Cool Girls' look, but for Caleigh it was not even a consideration except during the act of play. However, their eyes shared tone, their face shape and smile were identical, and their hair had the same length and texture. But Eva really did need hearing aids; in fact, her military application had been rejected in part because of it although she hid that from her family out of shame.
Even now Eva wore a denim jumper over a pink floral t-shirt. The sisters shared that love of sport though, and they were super competitive in all things, TUGs included. Competing was their own way of loving each other through the pressure to excel. Teamwork was key, and together they quickly gathered all the supplies they needed for their early morning ride.
"You and Janie get along so well... You're both potty mouths," Caleigh giggled, leaving her sister to pick her jaw off the floor.
Caleigh packed her bag without any care whatsoever. She just tossed in a couple pairs of shorts and a pair of denim coveralls and some socks and underwear. It was only going to be two days, but she'd rather be cautious. More meticulously packed were the hygienic supplies that she needed, but Caleigh only needed a small duffle for her clothes and her satchel with her drawing and personal TUG supplies. In addition there were the common TUG toys the sisters simply shared.
The satchel was a big one and held a lot… all things personal to Caleigh. It was perpetually by Caleigh's side anytime she was out of the house for activities. There was a lifetime contained in the pages of the drawing supplies, and so precious were the memories therein that Caleigh still owned every pad she had used.
Eva carefully packed her bag on the other hand. Everything was organized in her personal way, and she slapped Caleigh's hand when the elder sibling tried to interfere with things. There were bottoms, tops, underwear, toiletries, and all else in their particular place. Anything less would be maddening for Eva.
"Man, pick up the pace because you are sloooowwwwww," Caleigh teased her.
"Aren't divinity students supposed to holy?" Eva's voice dripped with sarcasm.
"What's that supposed to mean?" the softball pitcher missed the playful lob.
"Snark for snark," the younger but taller one threw her head back with an exaggerated laugh.
"Get on the bed, girl!"
TUGs had been rough on Caleigh since the prior summer. In short, a line drive induced concussion during her sophomore year of college had left her with an unique problem: seizures. Medications took care of it, but it left Caleigh with a laundry list of special TUG rules that applied only to her. No stuffed gags. No being gagged at all unless someone is available to watch her constantly. No gagging captives with anything but a cleave gag or ball gag unless someone else was in the room so that they can call for help if she had a seizure.
The “no stuffed gags” part really hurt because Caleigh loved them the best of all, but it was fine for Eva who was fond of ball gags, both professional and homemade alike. Nevertheless, the two agreed that Caleigh was safe to gag Eva with their baby brother Tyler just down the hall. The younger sister was tied just as Caleigh had been and gagged with such a homemade ball gag: a blue rubber ball with a black bandana threaded through the holes.
When the timer began, Caleigh lounged on her bed and began her diary drawing of the day. She set to work on it and included on the back her little personal notes and all the information she needed to identify it forever: date, influence, etc. She had at least a dozen of these pads with all the drawings so meticulously recorded... It was like her life story. This was her stress outlet and where she confided her deepest secrets to herself and only two others: her sister and her cousin.
Caleigh pulled one pad out of the pile and flipped back to her sophomore year of college. The drawing was of her and her teammates high-fiving after a win. The entry with it was very different though.
Hardest fought win of my career today. Used every trick up my sleeve. 5-3 win over Rochester. After the game, Melissa Tompkins and I rolled around her single while kissing. She's graduating at the end of the month. Helped me forget my crush on my shortstop.
She flipped through a different pad to a different entry.
I am such a blessed young lady. My best friend will soon be my SIL, but she's still my best friend. She and Ken will make such an adorable couple. I will likely never again see something so perfectly ordained by the Almighty. Had another good game. One of the boys on the baseball team flirted with me afterwards. I think I flirted back.
While Caleigh was lost in her thoughts and marveling over how she had changed over the years, Eva was slowly and inefficiently picking at knots. Unsurprisingly, the younger sister couldn't match Caleigh's time and needed 27 minutes to escape instead. But she did it. With the game finished and their bags packed, the sisters were ready to go to sleep for the night.
“Did Tyler tell me the truth?” Caleigh asked Eva as they lay in the dark.
“What truth? That brat couldn't lie if he tried!”
“That you wanted the anniversary cake to say ‘Janie and Kenny’ because you thought they would rhyme?!” the accusation was harsh.
“I got a C in English in 9th grade!” was Eva’s pathetic excuse.
“Go to sleep!” groaned Caleigh.
Caleigh, however, barely slept because of the excitement of a vacation combined with the thrill of having graduated university. More than that, it was going to be time with her brother, her sister, and her best friend!