03 - A Walk in the Park
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By Jennifer
Hello again everyone it is Jennifer here again. It has been quite a while since my last story hasn't it. I am sorry for taking so long to get around to writing this out. I have been quite busy with the holiday season lately. But I finally got some time together to type out a story for my site. I got quite a bit of feed back from several of my last postings and the consensus seems to want me to post something from my earlier childhood. So, I am going to do just that here. This story takes place during the summer when I was 7 and is another installment of my first experiences stories. I only have one more to go after this one. Without further ado, here we go. I hope you all enjoy it.
It was a hot and sunny day, or that is the best that I can remember. (I had to ask Sean for some of the details of this particular story. And even he wasn't quite sure about it. But I will do my best with what I have to work with.) It was an early afternoon in late July and my brothers and I had just finished eating lunch at home. Mary had been left in charge of the household for the moment while my father was at work and my mother was out. I don't remember where my mom was that day, all I know is that she was not at home with us. It was one of those hot muggy summer days perfect for being outside and away. Mary was clearing the table and getting ready to start the dishes, Sean had finished eating and Scott was being a pain in the but as always.
"Mary, I was wondering if we could go to the playground this afternoon?" Scott asked hesitantly. My sister looked up from the task that she was performing and stared over in the general direction of my brother. She seemed to have her mind divided between the task she was doing and the question. She gave it some thought as she rinsed the next dish off in the sink and took a moment to collect her response. "I still have a lot to do around here today guys, but you can go if you want to. That is if Sean is willing to take the two of you." Scott looked over at my older brother with a pleading glance. "Well, can we go can we." Sean thought it over much quicker than Mary had. "Sure, we can go if you two want to. It's a nice day out and I would love to get out of the house. What do you think Jennifer?" Mary nodded and told Sean to keep and eye on us and reminded to be back by dinnertime. With that, the three of us set out to get ready to go to the small playground located down the street.
Scott and I returned to our room to get ready to go while Sean headed out to the garage to get a few items for the trip down. The playground that I am referring to is the play area of a small park that is just a short distance down the road from our house. We had been going there ever since I could remember, usually with our parents or Mary supervising the visit. However, earlier that summer, our mom allowed Sean to take Scott and me as long as we all went together and came home before dark. The park was only about a quarter mile from where we lived. Scott and I entered our room and we collected several things that we would be taking to the park. I collected my a red baseball cap that I usually wore outside when it was so hot out and a small bag that contains some sidewalk chalk and a short jump rope. Scott got a few of his things together and put them in a small fanny pack as well and we were ready to go with that.
I guess I should take a moment and describe how I was dressed in case anyone cares. Besides the red cap that I just put on my head, I was wearing a pair of pink knit shorts with pockets on the sides. Additionally, I had a short sleeve t-shirt to match with little ruffles at the end of the short cuffs. Finally, I was wearing a pair of those little clear plastic jelly sandals. They type that look like a fisherman style with a t-strap and a back strap. They were just my normal around the house summer clothes, light weight and comfortable for the time of year. Sean was wearing a pair of demon shorts and a white shirt. He was also wearing a pair of red tennis shoes with white socks. With our things collected, the two of us paraded out of the room shutting the door behind us. Then we proceeded to the garage where Sean was waiting for our arrival. Mary waved goodbye and told us to have fun as we crossed the kitchen.
Scott opened the door and there we saw my older brother standing in front of us ready to go as we were. He had put on his tennis shoes and gathered up the basketball that we usually took with us. "You two look almost ready to go" Sean commented. Almost being the operative word of the sentence. Sean was holding something in his left hand that I was not happy to see at all. He passed Scott the basketball and walked over to where I was standing. "Let's get this on you and we can get going okay Jennifer?" My brother asked. I could tell by the tone in his voice what he expected my answer to be. But it wasn't, "No, I don't want to wear that I am too old for a leash, it makes me look like a baby." I replied. "Mary never makes me wear one when she takes me." I pouted. Sean looked over at Scott and nodded silently. Scott dropped the basketball to the cement floor with a hard thud and came over to help Sean with me.
Sean came from the front and I instinctively attempted to dodge his approach. Unfortunately, Scott caught me off guard as he came up behind me and took hold of my wrists one in each of his hands. I struggled against his grip wriggling back and fourth as my older brother began his intended task. The leash that I am referring to is one of the kind that attaches to a younger child and the parent holds onto so that they can allow the child to wander, but keep them at a safe distance. My mother had gotten it for me when I was 5 for going to an amusement park. She used it on and off over the years and I really hated having to wear it. I personally though that it made me look like a baby and I didn't want to be seen in it. Which, is exactly why I think that my brothers were using it. They loved to annoy and tease me at a young age.
I squirmed against Scott's grip while I tried to evade Sean's attempt to work the leash on over my head. But it was a pointless effort. Sean began by wrapping the waist belt on the leash around my middle and snapped it shut in the back with the fatex buckle. Then he guided the two shoulder straps over my shoulders and snapped them into place in the back as well. It took him a while to accomplish this because of my lack of cooperation on the matter. Finally, he pulled the final strap on the leash up between my legs and buckled it in the back. Then Sean began to tighten down the slack in the straps for a snugger fit. I knew at this point that I was beaten, so I lessened my squirming and let him move the final thing into position. I didn't want it to be too tight and asked my brother if he would leave me some slack in it. Sean nodded and snugged the straps down. Finally, my brother clipped the other end of the lead strap to the metal ring in the back of the leash. "There we go Jennifer, that isn't so bad now is it. If you behave I'll take it off when we get there okay." Scott let go of my hands.
I gave my brother a dirtily look and tugged on the shoulder straps a little bit. I wanted a little more slack. "Leave it alone Jennifer, or were going to have to do something about it." Scott commented. I could tell by the smirk on his face that he was really enjoying my discontentment with the situation. I looked over at Sean to see if he shared Scott's idealism on the situation. He looked like he was indifferent to the comment to tell the truth. I being the incredibly intelligent 7 year old that I was decided to respond in the typical sibling way. I told my older brother that there really wasn't anything that he could do about it. I hated having to wear a leash because it made me feel like a 2 year old and he was really starting to annoy me with his teasing. Scott's response appeared to be prepared and as direct as anything that I had seen from him up to this point in the day.
My brother hiked over to the work bench in the garage and collected a coil of white cotton clothesline from the lower shelf. It took him a minute to uncover it from where it had been concealed behind a bucket of paint that usually sat there. "Leave it alone Jennifer, or I am going to tie your hands up so that you cannot get at the buckles." I stopped fiddling with the harness that connected me to the leash that was now in Sean's hand and turned my attention over to where Scott was standing holding the long coil of rope in his hands. I took a moment and collected how I should respond to my older brother's threat. My mind was racing with a whole mix of emotions and reactions that would have different outcomes. On the one hand, I had started to really enjoy these games with my brothers. It was always and exciting experience and this would be a new one for sure. On the other side of the coin however, this also meant that I might be going outside like this for the first time. Up to this point I had never been tied up outside of my house and I wondered how people would react if they saw me. There was also the point that if my hands became tied I wouldn't be able to get out of the leash on my own. It was a tough choice to make at such a young age.
I thought it over for a moment and then reason gave way to curiosity. Or, I should say that a chance to annoy my brother overcame my fear of being seen outside. I tugged on the leash purposely and then put my arms around behind me and began to work and freeing the buckles in the back. Scott reacted quickly and began to make good on his threat. He immediately came over and took hold of my wrists and began pulling them away from the buckles in back. Scott got hold of my hands and pulled them together in front of me. He held them there with one hand while he tried to unsuccessfully uncoil the rope with the other. I pulled against his grasp and gave him a hard time. Then Sean joined in and dropped the leash so that he could take hold of my wrists while Scott uncoiled the rope. My brother completed his task very quickly once he regained the use of his second hand and had the rope trailing from the end he held in his hand in a matter of minutes. Then he set about making the first warp around my wrists while Sean held them. I gave up struggling against my brothers and offered a quick interjection to the matter.
"Scott, if you are going to tie my hands could you at least do it behind my back?" I asked with a quiet grin. My brother stopped binding my hands and replied, "Will you cooperate if I do Jennifer?" I nodded and Sean let go of my wrists. Next, I turned around exposing my back to Scott and folded my arms in an X pattern with my wrists crossed behind my back. Scott wasted no time at taking advantage of the situation. He knotted one end of the rope off to my left wrists leaving about a 10 in tale hang from the end of the knot. Then my brother proceeded to make several vertical loops around my crossed wrists drawing each one snug before moving onto the next. Scott used up the bulk of the rope making horizontal loops around my wrists. He followed up the horizontal part of the tie with several vertical wraps in between by tied wrists. These cinched the tie much tighter and made it much more difficult to escape from. Finally, when Scott had exhausted the length of the rope, he knotted the end off onto the tail that he had left hanging from the first part of the tie securing my hands behind my back. Then he stepped back to admire his handy work.
I struggled and wiggled against the ropes. They held my hands quite securely and prevented me from moving at all. It only took me a few minutes of struggling to confirm that my hands were secured pretty well and that I couldn't free them without help. Next, I tried to see if I could reach any of the buckles on the harness part of the leash. Unfortunately, they were located in the middle of my back just beyond the reach of my fingers. Now I was really stuck good. Scott gave me a moment to test the ropes before he came over and tightened the shoulder straps back down to where they had been before I loosened them. "Hey, that's too tight leave it alone you big bully." I winced as he drew the little straps snug against my shoulders. "Quit being a baby, you’re the one who wanted your hands tied didn't you. Deal with it. Besides, you really enjoy this kind of stuff don't you Jennifer?" I was caught off guard by the directness of the question. My face must have turned red from embarrassment and I ducked my head and just nodded silently. Scott was right, I liked being tied up and there was no way I could get loose with my hands tied this way.
Sean passed the basketball to Scott and bent down to the floor to retrieve the end of the lead attached to my back. He picked it up and led the way over to the door. I followed his lead not wanting to risk being dragged along. "Well, gang let's get going already if you are ready." Scott and I replied that we were ready to go and the three of us proceeded out the door and began the short walk down the street towards the park and the playground. Sean stopped his gait and allowed Scott to take up the lead of our little procession. I walked in the middle and Sean followed in the rear keeping a hand on the leash that I was wearing. My brothers set a comfortable pace for me and I was able to keep up with them easily enough. It was a little tricky walking without my arms to help keep my balance. But, the pace was slow enough that I easily adjusted to the situation and we were soon under way to our destination. Little did I know that this was going to be one of the more interesting games that I played during the entire summer.
Well, I am going to cut this off here for the moment in the interest of time. This is going to have to be a multipart story mostly because of the length. I hope that you are enjoying this so far, please, please let me know what you think at the message board on the site. I really could use some fresh feedback about my stories. I will post the next installment very soon. Thanks for reading all.
Jennifer
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Jennifer's stories
- 01 - My First Time (f/mf)
- 02 - Trying New Things: Breakfast with Mom (Fm/f)
- 03 - A Walk in the Park (mm/f)
- 04 - The Pole and the Dungeon (m/f)
- 05 - A long camping trip (mmf/f)
- 06 - One Rainy Day at Home (m/f)
- 07 - Winter Vacation at Grams (both genders)
- 08 - A Long Weekend tied up (F/f)
- 09 - Shopping with Mom (F/f)
- 10 - My New Friend (m/f)
- 11 - The Bike Trip (m/f)
- 12 - Sharing With Friends (Ffff/fff)
- 13 - New Horizon (Both Genders)
- 14 - A Trip to My Aunts (mFF/f)
- 15 - A Second Christmas Story (mmff/mmf)
- 16 - Mary's Weekend (F/F)
- 17 - The Next Chapter (*/self, f/f)
- 18 - Ropes and Skates (Good Combination?) (MFmf/fff)
- 19 - Hanging With Mary (F/f)
- 20 - College (FFF/FF)
- 21 - College Days : Stephanie's Captive (F/F)
- 22 - College Days : A New Chapter, Ashley Gets Involved (*/self, F/F)
- 23 - College Days : A New Chapter, Ashley Comes Back (F/F)
- 24 - College Days : A New Chapter, Normal is Good (F/F)
- 25 - College Days: Theodore Roosevelt (FF/F)
- 26 - College Days: Summer Job at the Farm (F/F, M/F)
- 27 - Holiday Trip to Grandma's (f/f, f/m, m/fmm)
- 28 - A Long Trip to Alaska (self/f, F/fmm)
- 29 - The Pioneering Experience (mmmm/f)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section