Other World (f/f) completed
Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2022 2:00 pm
Here is my first story on this board. I generally don't describe my characters' visual so please feel free imagine them however you choose to. The second half of the story will be posted sometime next week. Enjoy everyone.
Hi my name is Mandy and I want to tell you the story about how my sister and I discovered our powers. I suppose before I begin I should tell you a bit about our world. I look very much like you look, in fact if I were to walk around on your world you wouldn’t be able to tell I wasn’t a native. Our level of technology is about the same, our interests are the same and our culture is also very similar. The only major difference between my world and yours is that almost everyone has an ability or power.
Now a very small percentage of the populous have powers similar to your comic book superheroes, however those lucky few are a rarity, you have a better chance at winning the lottery. Most of us have a minor talent for doing something really really well. For example my dad can sketch in full detail anything he has ever seen, but don’t ask him to talk about what he’s seen, in every other way his memory is perfectly normal. Trust me on this, I don’t know how many times he’s gotten lost while driving somewhere.
People discover what their power is usually during puberty, but some of us reach adulthood and still have no idea what we are capable of, and some others will go through their whole life and never discover an ability. In some cases the person may not have an ability, in others their ability may only be useful under certain circumstances. I heard of one man who discovered his ability by mistake when he was forty years old that he could breathe fluorine gas. I’ll bet there are some people out there who are virtuosos’ on musical instruments that haven’t been invented yet.
I’m 17 and just about to finish high school. My sister Heather is 14. Early one Saturday morning Heather comes into my room and holding a rope and says “Remember when we were kids and we used to play tie up games? I was thinking about how much fun we had and how it’s been a long time since we even played any games together. Anyway I know this is going to sound dumb, but could you tie me up?”
Rubbing my eyes because I had just woken up I mumbled “sure” even though it seemed like an odd request. Heather handed the rope to me and turned around and presented herself with her hands crossed behind her back. It had been a while since I tied anyone up but I figured it was like riding a bike. I wrapped the rope three times horizontally, then three times vertically then I finished with three times between her wrists to cinch the rope together and placed the knot out of her reach.
“Try to get out of that little sis; I’ll be back in a few minutes to see how you’re doing.” Before I even reached my bedroom door she had escaped.
“Come on Mandy you need to do a better job than that.”
“I thought I did do a good job, I guess it’s been a while. Come over here and I’ll try again.” I replied. Heather once again presented her hands to me crossed behind her back. This time I didn’t want my kid sister to escape so easily so I made sure each loop around her wrists was nice and snug with no extra slack. I did the same tie as before but this time it looked much neater and much more secure.
Heather started struggling while I went to take care of my morning business. When I returned Heather had once again escaped.
“Still too easy Mandy, this time pull it really tight!”
“I know I had you tied good and tight. How quickly did you get out?”
“I only escaped about a minute before you returned so let’s say five minutes.”
“Turn around” I ordered. Heather eagerly did as I told her, this time she wasn’t going to escape. I pulled each wrap of the rope as tight as I dared and cinching the rope off caused everything to tighten even more.
“How does that feel?” I asked.
“Tight” Heather replied.
Heather struggled for about twenty minutes before she brought her hands forward to show she had gotten out.
“How did you do that? I was sure you couldn’t escape from that. Did you reach the knot and pick it?”
“No all I did was work my wrists until I could get out, I couldn’t find the knot.”
Heather’s wrists had slight indentations where the rope had been but nothing as deep and red as I would have expected.
“Please tie me again Mandy and this time don’t hold back really pull the rope tight.” We were both having the same thought: this might be Heather’s ability.
This time when I tied her wrist together, with every turn of the rope I pulled on it with all of my strength making sure there wasn’t so much as a millimeter of slack available. I also cinched it as tightly as I could just to make sure. When I was finished it looked like the rope was half buried in her skin. Strangely enough her hand weren’t turning purple like I would have expected.
“How does that feel?” I asked.
“Very tight but it doesn’t hurt.”
“See if you can get out.”
This time it took almost an hour but Heather managed to work her hands free of the bindings; and once again there was very little to indicate she had been tied up at all.
“You shouldn’t have been able to get out of that and certainly without damaging your wrists. I think you may have found your ability.”
“I think so too. Let’s test it some more” my sister said with a smile.
“You look like you’re enjoying yourself” I commented.
“I am, it’s fun to be tied up and I think it’s neat that I can escape. Last time was very exciting because for the first twenty minutes I didn’t know if I could get out or not; then I felt a bit of slack developing and I knew with work I would escape.”
“So what do you want to do next?” I asked.
“Let see if I can find more rope and you should tie up my legs, upper arms and anything else you can think of.”
Heather ran off looking for supplies and took the opportunity to go on the computer and do some bondage research. I found several images of girls tied up in various positions and took note of which techniques might work best against my sister.
Heather returned a while later with five more lengths of rope she had found.
“I’m going to tie you as tight as I can, if your ability doesn’t extend to your arms and legs and it starts to hurt let me know.”
Heather turned her back to me and I started lashing her hands together again, this time however I tied them side by side rather than crossed. And just like before I pulled the rope as tight as I was able to. Next I moved on to her elbows where I wrapped the rope above very tightly forcing her elbows to touch. I took another rope and used it to tightly bind her arms and wrists to her back. Using the shortest rope I tied off one end to her wrists fed the rope between her legs and fastened the other end to one of the ropes encircling her chest.
“Now for the legs little sis.” I tied her ankles leaving a good tail. Then using the last rope I tightly tied her knees together as well. Going back to the tail of rope from the ankles I pulled her into a tight hog tie and secured the rope between her wrists where she couldn’t reach it.
“Think you can get out?”
“I have no idea; this feels very tight and secure and I can’t imagine how I’m going to get my elbows untied.”
An hour later Heather was still tied up and appeared to have made no progress at all. “Do you want me to untie you?” I asked.
“No, I’m not sure how long it will take, but it does seem just a touch looser now.”
A half hour later she still wasn’t free but it had become obvious that she now had some slack to work with and would be getting out at some point. At the two hour mark she slipped her hands free of her binding and a half hour after that the ropes around her elbows fell away.
“Well I know my ability now but given how long it takes me to escape difficult situations I’m not going to start a magic act based around it in the near future.” Heather said after she was totally free.
“Let’s see if you can escape if your wrists aren’t bound together.”
“Sounds good to me.”
We went into Heather’s bedroom and I instructed her to lay on her back with her arms and legs spread to the corners. I started with her legs and tightly wrapped one end around her ankle a few times before tying it off. Next I took the other end and tied it off to the foot board. I treated the other leg the same except I pulled it as far to the corner as I could to get the maximum spread between the legs. I went to Heather’s right wrist first tightly secured the rope by wrapping it around tightly and neatly with the knot on the back side of her hand where she couldn’t reach it. When I attached the other end of the rope to the headboard I braced my foot against the bed so I could pull her arm as tightly as possible to the corner. I did the same thing for her left arm fully stretching her between the four corners of the bed.
“So little sis are you invulnerable when you’re tied up or just immune to the damage of ropes?” I asked.
“I don’t know” Heather replied.
“Let’s find out.” I went and found a sewing needle and stuck it in her arm.
“Owww!” Heather cried out.
“I guess you can feel pain in this situation. Are you also still ticklish?”
“Don’t you dare Mandy!”
I tickled her for about twenty minutes and I know she would have been thrashing around if she weren’t stretched out so tightly on her bed. I would have tickled her longer but she was so red in the face I figured I should stop before I killed her. It took Heather about an hour to free herself after I stopped tickling her.
By this time it was late afternoon and I figured we had experimented with Heather’s newly found ability enough for one day; but Heather had other ideas.
“Let’s try something different than rope and see how I do.”
“Okay we’ll try something else, but I have one more experiment with rope I want to try first.”
“What is it?”
“I’ll tell you in a second, now turn around.” I commanded
When Heather put her arms behind her back I quickly took a single piece of rope and lashed them together in a crossed formation; however I didn’t pull the rope nearly as tight as I had been doing.
“This isn’t tight enough; I’ll be free in just a few minutes.”
“Hopefully not, I want to see if your ability works on its own or if you have to try and escape. So just stay still and let’s see what happens.”
Fifteen minutes later she still had her hands tied behind her back and everything still looked nice and snug.
“Well that answers that question, you can free yourself now if you want” I said.
“Let’s try duct tape!” Heather said after she freed herself. “I want you to tie my hands behind my back with the tape then mummify me.”
“I don’t know if we have enough tape but I’ll see what I can do.”
We had one roll of tape about half full and in pretty good condition so I had Heather turn around and give me wrists touching together behind her back. I carefully wrapped around her wrist five times, then I tore the tape and repeated the operation just above her elbows, and once again just below her elbows. Now just to be sure I started taping at her wrist again but this time I spiraled upwards covering every inch of skin between her wrist and upper arms.
Next I wrapped some tape around her belly pinning her useless arms to her back; however after just three wraps I realized I was starting to run out of tape. I moved to her ankles next and took four wraps of tape and after judging how much tape I had left I took three wraps just above her knees which left me about a foot of usable tape. With the tiny bit of tape I had I tore it into two six inch pieces and plastered both of them over Heather’s mouth.
“Mmmmmmmmmph” she cried out.
“There try and get out of that” I challenged my sister.
She started squirming and struggling but after a half hour she had made no progress. At the hour mark she still hadn’t made any headway. By the two hour the only thing she had accomplished was loosening her gag a bit, but even that hadn’t been dislodged yet everything else was still nicely in place.
Heather started making noises and hitting her feet against the ground so I went over to her and removed her gag. “Please let me out I can’t get free and I really need to use the bathroom.”
I got a pair of scissors and started cutting away the tape because I could tell she really needed to go.
When she returned she said “Well I think I met my match I didn’t make one bit of progress against that tape, I’ll bet my ability only works with rope.”
“I think you might be right Heather.”
“You know Mandy there is an entire aspect to my new ability that we haven’t tested yet.”
What’s that?” I asked.
“If I have any abilities dealing with tying someone else up.”
To be continued...
Hi my name is Mandy and I want to tell you the story about how my sister and I discovered our powers. I suppose before I begin I should tell you a bit about our world. I look very much like you look, in fact if I were to walk around on your world you wouldn’t be able to tell I wasn’t a native. Our level of technology is about the same, our interests are the same and our culture is also very similar. The only major difference between my world and yours is that almost everyone has an ability or power.
Now a very small percentage of the populous have powers similar to your comic book superheroes, however those lucky few are a rarity, you have a better chance at winning the lottery. Most of us have a minor talent for doing something really really well. For example my dad can sketch in full detail anything he has ever seen, but don’t ask him to talk about what he’s seen, in every other way his memory is perfectly normal. Trust me on this, I don’t know how many times he’s gotten lost while driving somewhere.
People discover what their power is usually during puberty, but some of us reach adulthood and still have no idea what we are capable of, and some others will go through their whole life and never discover an ability. In some cases the person may not have an ability, in others their ability may only be useful under certain circumstances. I heard of one man who discovered his ability by mistake when he was forty years old that he could breathe fluorine gas. I’ll bet there are some people out there who are virtuosos’ on musical instruments that haven’t been invented yet.
I’m 17 and just about to finish high school. My sister Heather is 14. Early one Saturday morning Heather comes into my room and holding a rope and says “Remember when we were kids and we used to play tie up games? I was thinking about how much fun we had and how it’s been a long time since we even played any games together. Anyway I know this is going to sound dumb, but could you tie me up?”
Rubbing my eyes because I had just woken up I mumbled “sure” even though it seemed like an odd request. Heather handed the rope to me and turned around and presented herself with her hands crossed behind her back. It had been a while since I tied anyone up but I figured it was like riding a bike. I wrapped the rope three times horizontally, then three times vertically then I finished with three times between her wrists to cinch the rope together and placed the knot out of her reach.
“Try to get out of that little sis; I’ll be back in a few minutes to see how you’re doing.” Before I even reached my bedroom door she had escaped.
“Come on Mandy you need to do a better job than that.”
“I thought I did do a good job, I guess it’s been a while. Come over here and I’ll try again.” I replied. Heather once again presented her hands to me crossed behind her back. This time I didn’t want my kid sister to escape so easily so I made sure each loop around her wrists was nice and snug with no extra slack. I did the same tie as before but this time it looked much neater and much more secure.
Heather started struggling while I went to take care of my morning business. When I returned Heather had once again escaped.
“Still too easy Mandy, this time pull it really tight!”
“I know I had you tied good and tight. How quickly did you get out?”
“I only escaped about a minute before you returned so let’s say five minutes.”
“Turn around” I ordered. Heather eagerly did as I told her, this time she wasn’t going to escape. I pulled each wrap of the rope as tight as I dared and cinching the rope off caused everything to tighten even more.
“How does that feel?” I asked.
“Tight” Heather replied.
Heather struggled for about twenty minutes before she brought her hands forward to show she had gotten out.
“How did you do that? I was sure you couldn’t escape from that. Did you reach the knot and pick it?”
“No all I did was work my wrists until I could get out, I couldn’t find the knot.”
Heather’s wrists had slight indentations where the rope had been but nothing as deep and red as I would have expected.
“Please tie me again Mandy and this time don’t hold back really pull the rope tight.” We were both having the same thought: this might be Heather’s ability.
This time when I tied her wrist together, with every turn of the rope I pulled on it with all of my strength making sure there wasn’t so much as a millimeter of slack available. I also cinched it as tightly as I could just to make sure. When I was finished it looked like the rope was half buried in her skin. Strangely enough her hand weren’t turning purple like I would have expected.
“How does that feel?” I asked.
“Very tight but it doesn’t hurt.”
“See if you can get out.”
This time it took almost an hour but Heather managed to work her hands free of the bindings; and once again there was very little to indicate she had been tied up at all.
“You shouldn’t have been able to get out of that and certainly without damaging your wrists. I think you may have found your ability.”
“I think so too. Let’s test it some more” my sister said with a smile.
“You look like you’re enjoying yourself” I commented.
“I am, it’s fun to be tied up and I think it’s neat that I can escape. Last time was very exciting because for the first twenty minutes I didn’t know if I could get out or not; then I felt a bit of slack developing and I knew with work I would escape.”
“So what do you want to do next?” I asked.
“Let see if I can find more rope and you should tie up my legs, upper arms and anything else you can think of.”
Heather ran off looking for supplies and took the opportunity to go on the computer and do some bondage research. I found several images of girls tied up in various positions and took note of which techniques might work best against my sister.
Heather returned a while later with five more lengths of rope she had found.
“I’m going to tie you as tight as I can, if your ability doesn’t extend to your arms and legs and it starts to hurt let me know.”
Heather turned her back to me and I started lashing her hands together again, this time however I tied them side by side rather than crossed. And just like before I pulled the rope as tight as I was able to. Next I moved on to her elbows where I wrapped the rope above very tightly forcing her elbows to touch. I took another rope and used it to tightly bind her arms and wrists to her back. Using the shortest rope I tied off one end to her wrists fed the rope between her legs and fastened the other end to one of the ropes encircling her chest.
“Now for the legs little sis.” I tied her ankles leaving a good tail. Then using the last rope I tightly tied her knees together as well. Going back to the tail of rope from the ankles I pulled her into a tight hog tie and secured the rope between her wrists where she couldn’t reach it.
“Think you can get out?”
“I have no idea; this feels very tight and secure and I can’t imagine how I’m going to get my elbows untied.”
An hour later Heather was still tied up and appeared to have made no progress at all. “Do you want me to untie you?” I asked.
“No, I’m not sure how long it will take, but it does seem just a touch looser now.”
A half hour later she still wasn’t free but it had become obvious that she now had some slack to work with and would be getting out at some point. At the two hour mark she slipped her hands free of her binding and a half hour after that the ropes around her elbows fell away.
“Well I know my ability now but given how long it takes me to escape difficult situations I’m not going to start a magic act based around it in the near future.” Heather said after she was totally free.
“Let’s see if you can escape if your wrists aren’t bound together.”
“Sounds good to me.”
We went into Heather’s bedroom and I instructed her to lay on her back with her arms and legs spread to the corners. I started with her legs and tightly wrapped one end around her ankle a few times before tying it off. Next I took the other end and tied it off to the foot board. I treated the other leg the same except I pulled it as far to the corner as I could to get the maximum spread between the legs. I went to Heather’s right wrist first tightly secured the rope by wrapping it around tightly and neatly with the knot on the back side of her hand where she couldn’t reach it. When I attached the other end of the rope to the headboard I braced my foot against the bed so I could pull her arm as tightly as possible to the corner. I did the same thing for her left arm fully stretching her between the four corners of the bed.
“So little sis are you invulnerable when you’re tied up or just immune to the damage of ropes?” I asked.
“I don’t know” Heather replied.
“Let’s find out.” I went and found a sewing needle and stuck it in her arm.
“Owww!” Heather cried out.
“I guess you can feel pain in this situation. Are you also still ticklish?”
“Don’t you dare Mandy!”
I tickled her for about twenty minutes and I know she would have been thrashing around if she weren’t stretched out so tightly on her bed. I would have tickled her longer but she was so red in the face I figured I should stop before I killed her. It took Heather about an hour to free herself after I stopped tickling her.
By this time it was late afternoon and I figured we had experimented with Heather’s newly found ability enough for one day; but Heather had other ideas.
“Let’s try something different than rope and see how I do.”
“Okay we’ll try something else, but I have one more experiment with rope I want to try first.”
“What is it?”
“I’ll tell you in a second, now turn around.” I commanded
When Heather put her arms behind her back I quickly took a single piece of rope and lashed them together in a crossed formation; however I didn’t pull the rope nearly as tight as I had been doing.
“This isn’t tight enough; I’ll be free in just a few minutes.”
“Hopefully not, I want to see if your ability works on its own or if you have to try and escape. So just stay still and let’s see what happens.”
Fifteen minutes later she still had her hands tied behind her back and everything still looked nice and snug.
“Well that answers that question, you can free yourself now if you want” I said.
“Let’s try duct tape!” Heather said after she freed herself. “I want you to tie my hands behind my back with the tape then mummify me.”
“I don’t know if we have enough tape but I’ll see what I can do.”
We had one roll of tape about half full and in pretty good condition so I had Heather turn around and give me wrists touching together behind her back. I carefully wrapped around her wrist five times, then I tore the tape and repeated the operation just above her elbows, and once again just below her elbows. Now just to be sure I started taping at her wrist again but this time I spiraled upwards covering every inch of skin between her wrist and upper arms.
Next I wrapped some tape around her belly pinning her useless arms to her back; however after just three wraps I realized I was starting to run out of tape. I moved to her ankles next and took four wraps of tape and after judging how much tape I had left I took three wraps just above her knees which left me about a foot of usable tape. With the tiny bit of tape I had I tore it into two six inch pieces and plastered both of them over Heather’s mouth.
“Mmmmmmmmmph” she cried out.
“There try and get out of that” I challenged my sister.
She started squirming and struggling but after a half hour she had made no progress. At the hour mark she still hadn’t made any headway. By the two hour the only thing she had accomplished was loosening her gag a bit, but even that hadn’t been dislodged yet everything else was still nicely in place.
Heather started making noises and hitting her feet against the ground so I went over to her and removed her gag. “Please let me out I can’t get free and I really need to use the bathroom.”
I got a pair of scissors and started cutting away the tape because I could tell she really needed to go.
When she returned she said “Well I think I met my match I didn’t make one bit of progress against that tape, I’ll bet my ability only works with rope.”
“I think you might be right Heather.”
“You know Mandy there is an entire aspect to my new ability that we haven’t tested yet.”
What’s that?” I asked.
“If I have any abilities dealing with tying someone else up.”
To be continued...