01 - Turnabout *is* fair play
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By Mark
Thursday July 13th 2000 08:59:32
Well, before we got on with the story, let me first explain to you about my friends. My friends and I have always lived on the same block, and have been friends for ever. And since we were five, we have been playing tie-up games. My friends, all 15, are: Emily, Kim, Alexandra (Alex), Kathryn (Katie), and Mike. All but myself and mike are girls, which has led to Mike and I being outnumbered and the most often tied up. Oh well.
This particular incident occured during the sweltering summer. We were all 11, and out playing on a particularly sweltering day. Kim invited us all in to her house where it was cool. I probably should have seen the glint in all of their eyes, but all i could think of was cool lemonade. Fortunatly for him, Mike's mother came to get him early so he could pack for their approaching vacation. She did always have the best timing, mike's mother.
Upon entering, Katie fibbed that she had some lemonade down in the basement. When we all walked down, Emily grabbed me by the waist, Alex took off my shirt and then, with emily, pulled both of my arms back behind me somewhat painfully. I was stronger, definitly, but i could get no leverage, and i enjoyed these games. Dragging me on to an old, slightly small, four poster bed, they tied each of my limbs to a post, with my ankles tied to the bottom two. Then, Katie took off my shoes and socks agonizingly slow. Then, i knew the torture was about to begin. All of our parents had gone out to their weekly social things. All day i would be stuck here. And all of the girls were master ticklers. Making tickling motions with her hands to get me to squirm, all the girls immediatly dove in to their work. And with me wearing nothing but jean shorts, being spread out with all my weak spots open, and me being extremly ticklish, it wasn't hard. They were about to start when Alexandra, apparently the brains for today, cried "Stop!" Taking out some twine, she tied my big and little toes back, leaving all the most ticklish spots on my feet open. Then it began.
Emily and Kim went for my bare sides, while Alexandra and Kathryn went for my bare feet. Then, out of the shadows, came Kim's older sister, Jamie, who had gotten us all started on the tie up games. Straddling me on the bed, but in a position so she didn't mess up anyone, she did a few things. First, she untied my hands and then tied them up to a bolted down post *behind* the bed, making me pulled back more and leaving my skin taught and ripe for tickling. Then, she began on my stomach with her long nails.
After about thirty seconds, i was writhing and screaming and laughing, and the girls didn't show any intention of letting up. My parents wouldn't be home for 7 hours, and i knew i was in trouble. I was howling and screaming and tearing, when they suddenly stopped. I looked around with blurry eyes, to see what was happening. Alexandra left, and returned with a pitcher of ice. Now, during one of our last torture sessions, as turnabout had gone round, we had been forced to divulge what made us squirm ticklishly the most and other wise. For me, it had been everyone on my body, but especially with cold things.
As Alexandra drew nearer, I got scared. She handed each one of the girls an ice cube and set the pitcher down. Then, almost in unison, they placed the ice cubes against me. I howled from it being cold and it tickling. Then, they also resumed tickling. This went on for an hour, with a ten minute break, then another hour, for three and a half hours!
Fortunatly for me, the cavalry arrived. Hearing the door slam, kim, thinking her mother was home early, went up stairs to check. Then 5 minutes later, Emily went up to check. Then Katie, then finally alexandra. Then, Jamie. A few minutes after that, I watched in awe as mike strode down calmly and untied me. Before i could ask, he shushed me and escorted me up stairs.
When i arrived upstairs, I saw all of them tied up, stripped down to their swimsuits, barefoot, and chained (using some old chain) back to back. We then tortured them for the next couple of hours, till our parents came home and we parted. New story next time! =/\=MARK=/\
Mark
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