On a cool Friday early evening in October, Paulscot emerged from his bedroom and went down the stairs and into the living room. He was carrying a bulging Dunlop retro leatherette bag.
Paulscot was a small and round-faced, wide-mouthed and slightly snub-nosed boy of eleven with short spiky jet-black hair and wicked black button eyes. He wore a loose-fitting black and white Royal High School Edinburgh tracksuit with a white Royal High School Edinburgh polo shirt underneath the jacket.
“Ready?” Gemscot asked, smiling as she entered the living room from the kitchen.
Gemscot was a tall and slender, yet well-toned and strikingly attractive young lady of seventeen with long straight jet-black hair tied back in a pony tail and wicked black button eyes. She wore a loose-fitting black and Royal High School Edinburgh tracksuit with a white Royal High School Edinburgh polo shirt underneath, and Adidas white-striped black sports sandals.
“Ready!” Paulscot replied eagerly, dropping the gym bag in the armchair to his right.
“Make yourself comfortable!” Gemscot teased, gesturing the coffee table to Paulscot’s left.
Paulscot laid full-length on his stomach on the hefty pewter coffee table, resting his chin on the cushion, and let his arms drop to the floor.
Opening the gym bag, Gemscot produced two lengths of rope. Talking cheerfully to her brother, she walked over to the coffee table and proceeded to tie his ankles very tightly to the heft metal legs of the coffee table.
Going back over to the bag, Gemscot produced two more lengths of rope. Returning to her brother, she proceeded to tie his wrists very tightly to the table legs.
“How’s that?” Gemscot asked, admiring her captive as she walked round the coffee table and stood between it and the sofa. “Rope no hurting?”
“Just great!” Paulscot replied appreciatively, tugging experimentally at the unyielding ropes.
Gemscot sat down in the middle of the sofa, kicking her sandals off as she did so. Lifting her legs, she carefully rested her heels on Paulscot’s slower back.
“We’re just in time!” Gemscot exclaimed delightedly, as the early evening sports news programme started.
Both Gemscot and Paulscot are very athletic people, well developed for their respective ages. They share a keen interest in Karate, football and water sports, and Paulscot played football on the school team. They watched the programme intently throughout, occasionally exchanging comments about the sport or the person on television, with Paulscot tied spread-eagle over the coffee table and Gemscot using him as a footrest!
“Are you ok?” Gemscot asked when the programme finished an hour later, but making no move to take her feet off her brother’s back.
“I’m fine!” Paulscot replied, turning his head to face his sister.
As there was nothing else on television they wanted to watch, Gemscot turned the television off. Gemscot and Paulscot just chatted.
“Can I get up now?” Paulscot asked, about half an hour later.
“Of course you can!” Gemscot replied, lifting her feet off his back and sliding them into her sandals.
Gemscot got up and walking round the table, untied his ankles and wrists.
Paulscot sat up side-saddle on the heft coffee table, and rubbed the circulation back into his wrists and ankles. Then he stood up and put the ropes back in the bag, and took it up to his bedroom.
Gemscot smiled lovingly at her brother as he got up and left.
Gemscot
It's really great that you played those games together, even though you have such a huge difference in age. Such a great bond between siblings is rare. Did you always untie him immediately when he asked?
