08 - Winter Vacation at Grams
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By Jennifer
Hello again everyone, it’s Jennifer again. For those of you who missed me the first time around, I posted several stories last summer and continued into the early fall. I apologize for the long absence from my posts, but I had a very difficult transition period in my life. I am glad to say that it is over and that I have finally adapted to my new life style. My stories were well received on this site, and are probably still in the archives if you want. I also had a website where I posted them, but I am unsure if it is still in operation. Anyway, I am going to share another new group of stories. It is good to be back. Here we go; I hope you enjoy it.
It was a quiet afternoon in early March. I sat at my desk watching the clock praying that it would acknowledge the time my departure soon. The last five minutes of school before the weekend always seemed to drag on forever. I watched as the second hand finished its final revolution and pushed the minute hand to its new resting position. The bell rang a few seconds later announcing the end of another week of school at my elementary school. I gathered my backpack and other belongings and headed outside to the bus.
As I walked out the door of the school, I noticed the deep chill in the air. Winter was still with us and we hadn't seen the last snowflakes of the season yet. Still, I was warm enough against the chill in the air as I headed for the bus. I was excited about going home because it was Mary was going to be home from college for the weekend. Mary was my older sister who was 19 at the time of the story. I also lived with my parents and my two brothers Scott and Sean. Scott was a year and a half older than me and we shared a room. Sean was in his first year of high school. I boarded the bus and took a seat behind the driver and buckled myself in.
Mary hadn't originally planned on coming home for this weekend, but she was doing it as a favor to my parents. Scott and Sean were going on a camping trip with the scouts this weekend and my father was going with them. My mother was also going to be absent from the household this weekend as she had planned to visit my aunt in the next town over. Originally, the visit had been planned long before the camping trip and neither of my parents wanted to cancel their plans. So, my mother called Mary and asked her if she would mine coming home to keep an eye on me while they were out of town for the weekend. It was just going to be the two of us for the weekend. I didn't get to see my sister all that often, so I was looking forward to it.
(I apologize to any of you new readers who are looking for the action in this story. My posts tend to be several pages in length usually and I like to take time to describe the context of my story. Please bear with me.)
The bus arrived at my stop about 15 minutes later and I got off and headed down the driveway. I noticed that Mary's car was parked in next to my parents’ signifying that she was home for the weekend. I rushed to the front door of the house and opened it, excited at having my sister home for the weekend. Much to my disappointment, my mother greeted me instead. She was busy overseeing everyone’s packing for the camping trip and her trip as well. The boys were leaving at 5 and she was leaving around 6. I asked my mother where Mary was and she replied that she was in the kitchen. I dropped my backpack and coat and headed for the kitchen.
I found Mary seated at the kitchen table staring down at a thick textbook. "Hi Mary, welcome home," I greeted my sister. "I am looking forward to spending the weekend with you. It looks like it will just be the two of us." I commented excitedly. Mary, looked up from her book long enough to meet my gaze and acknowledge my existence. "Hi Jen," was all she got out before she turned her attention back to her book. She finished reading the page and looked up again as she noticed that I had moved closer to see what she was looking at. Mary looked up and me again and started to give me the bad news. Unfortunately, she explained that she had a term paper due Monday morning. She explained that it was worth about 30% of her grade in one of her college courses and that she expected it to take her most of the weekend. "I have most of my notes outlined, but I still have to write 8 pages this weekend." Mary explained.
I gave her a disappointed look. Here I had been looking forward to spending a weekend with my sister and she had enough homework to drown the whole thing. My mother entered the kitchen carrying her suitcase in hand. "Well, you two look like you are getting an early start on things. I hope you have fun this weekend." Mary replied that she would love to have some fun, but the way things were, she would be lucky just to finish her paper in time. My mother gave her a quiet smile and told her not to procrastinate so long until next time. She told me to mind my sister and stay out of her way while she was working on her paper. With that, my mother left the room and headed out to the car. She was leaving now and wouldn't be back until late Sunday afternoon. Bored from the sudden depravity of my sister, I decided to follow her out to the garage and see her off. I offered to help her carry one of the lighter bags that she was taking.
The two of us proceeded out to the garage where my mother put the suitcases and bags into the trunk of her car. My father and brothers were also located in the garage loading their camping gear into the van for the weekend. They would be leaving in about an hour. We all waved goodbye to my mom as she got in the front of her car. Then she started the engine and drove off to my aunt’s house. I still think she spent too much time visiting with my aunt on the weekends. With Mary busy at work in the house on her paper, I turned my attention to watching my brothers and father pack for their camping trip. They were going through each of their items making sure that they hadn't forgotten anything. The process took about 20 minutes as they inventoried their camping gear. I had to give my dad credit that he was well organized and prepared.
My father read each item off the list as he handed the bundles of items to Scott. Scott then in turn passed them to Sean who was busy trying to fit the gear into the back of the van. Sean was a veritable expert about getting the stuff into the van as tight as it could fit. They talked about the plans for the upcoming trip as they worked heaved everything into the car. Unfortunately, I wasn't really part of the conversation. I didn't know anything about their camping trip, which pretty much just left me out of the loop. So, I just stood there content to listen to their conversation. When they finished packing the gear, Scott and Sean went back into the house to say goodbye to civilization one last time before they left. "Are you sure I can't come with you?" I asked my dad. He looked over at me for the first time since I had entered the garage.
My father gave me a puzzled look and asked, "I thought you were looking forward to your weekend with Mary. Just the two of you girls?" I explained that it was going to be boring with her having to work on a paper for the whole weekend. He replied with the response I expected about this being a trip for him and my brothers. He told me that we would go camping as a family when the weather go warmer and that I could go then. "We have to get going soon Jen, and I still need to talk with Mary before we go for the weekend. Let's head back in." My dad led the way inside the house from the garage. I followed closely at his heels. We navigated the entrance to the house and made our way down the hallway to the kitchen. Mary was still busy at work making the final preparations to write her paper. She looked up as we entered the room and her eyes made contact with my father.
"Are you leaving already?" She asked him and he replied that he was in a few minutes. He handed Mary an envelope and told her that she could either cook something or order a pizza for dinner. He also reminded her that his cell phone number and the number of my aunt were on the fridge if some thing did happen. Scott and Sean passed through the kitchen on their way to the car and waved goodbye as they passed. My father stooped over and put his hand on my shoulder as our eyes met. “Now Jennifer, mind your sister while we’re out, and no wild parties you two.” He said with a quick grin on his face. I giggled and told him that we would keep the house standing while he was gone. He nodded and I hugged him goodbye and watched him exit the kitchen for the garage. I took a seat at the table across from Mary and stared out the window. I watched as my father and brothers pulled away in their car. When they were gone, I turned around and faced Mary. Now it was just her, her long paper and me for the weekend.
I shifted the chair around and turned my gaze to observe my sister as she worked. I folded my arms on the table and rested my chin as I watched her work. I had to face reality, Mary had plans with her term paper this weekend and I was going to be bored. Mary continued to work diligently on her paper. She ignored my presence in the room for the next 10 minutes or so. Then, she looked up and asked, "Jen how long are you going to sit there, why don't you go watch TV or something?" I explained that I was bored and I just felt like sitting here for the time being. "Well, you're annoying me to say the least" she offered. I protested that I wasn't making any noise and that I wasn't trying to bother her. However, she explained that I was disturbing her concentration just by looking at her. She reiterated the importance of getting this paper done this weekend.
I just shrugged and told her I didn't know what to do. I had looked forward to seeing her all week and now I really couldn't do anything with her because of her stupid paper. She asked me how long I was going to bother her and I replied that I was probably going to be there until her paper was finished. I told her "That was just the way it was and there was nothing you could do about it so there" Oh yeah,” she replied "want to bet? With that, Mary slammed the book she was reading shut on her notes and got up. She headed out of the room and wandered down the hallway to the room I shared with Scott. I watched her movements curiously, but I decided not to follow her. She returned in a minute carrying several items that she had retrieved from my room. I knew at once what she had in mind.
Mary reentered the kitchen holding several long pieces of cotton clothesline in her hand. She had taken them from the stash that Scott kept in his lower dresser drawer. Mary walked up behind the chair where I was sitting. "If you don't quit annoying me, I am going to tie you up Jennifer." She said with a serious tone in her voice. I could tell that it was just a threat to get me to behave, but I decided to call her bluff on the issue. "Go ahead," I replied. Mary just shrugged and knelt down behind the wooden chair I was seated in. She didn't waste a single word further and went straight to work on me. She reached around and grabbed a hold of my wrists. She guided my arms back between two of the slats on the chair behind my back and set to work tying them together. I suppose I should take a second and describe what I was wearing. I was dressed in the clothes that I had worn to school that day. My outfit consisted of a set of pink overalls and a red sweatshirt. I was also wearing a pair of white socks and my good school shoes. They were a set of black t-strap flat bottomed Mary Janes.
Mary pulled my wrists together and began coiling the rope around them in a figure 8 pattern. She made about 9 loops around each of them horizontally making sure each pass was tight. Then she wrapped them vertically in the middle of the ropes to tighten the tie down even more. I looked over my shoulder as I watched my sister work the ropes tight. She finished the tie by tightening the ends together above the center of my wrist and knotting it off out the reach of my fingers. I winced a little as she drew the ropes tight to their final tension. Mary then proceeded to scoot my chair out from under the table and drew it backward towards the wall. Then she circled around to my front and repeated the tie around my ankles. She tied my feet together parallel with the figure 8 pattern and horizontal tightening loops to keep it snug. She drew my legs tight and knotted them off. Finally, she turned my chair to face the wall. Then Mary walked away leaving me to struggle and returned to her own seat at the table.
Mary instructed me to face the wall and keep quiet or she would gag me. I decided that was one thing that I didn't want. I liked being tied up, but I really hated it when somebody gagged me. It just made my mouth ache after a while and it really doesn’t add anything to the experience. So, I decided to comply with my sister's wishes. I twisted and squirmed against the ropes that Mary had applied to my wrists and ankles. They were tight and quite secure against any initial struggles. I twisted my arms and legs against the ropes in every direction, but it proved to be a useless effort on my part. I wasn't going anywhere until Mary decided otherwise. After a few minutes of trying, I relaxed my efforts and accepted my situation. Mary had done a good job. I risked a glance over my shoulder to find her deeply engrossed in her work. Her frustration was proving to be a good motivator for her.
I stared at the wall blankly and let my situation sink in. I sat up and repositioned myself for comfort once in awhile and gave a little tug against the ropes. But, I gave up any real effort to escape from this. I began thinking about the way Mary had tied me up. Scott and Sean were both pretty good at it, but Mary was the real expert of the 4 of us. Either of my brothers would have used quite a bit more rope to secure me to the chair that I was currently tied to. Scott would have done my knees, and upper arms. He would also have anchored my legs to the cross bar beneath the chair to minimize any movement. However, Mary had just used two pieces of rope to make a simple tie and it was effective. Usually, something would have loosened up by now and offered some slack to the situation. Yet, my wrist and ankles stayed drawn tightly to each other as Mary had originally tied them. I had to give my sister credit that she was pretty good at this stuff.
Mary looked over at me and told me she was ready to start the actual writing process of the paper. She explained that she would need to move to the living room to type on the computer. Her first order of business was to pick me up, chair and all and move me into the living room. Mary plopped me down in the far corner of the room facing away from her. Then, she returned to the kitchen to get her notes and books. When she returned, she plunked her supplies down on the computer desk and booted up the computer. "I want you where I can keep an eye on you Jennifer", she explained as she waited for the machine to boot up. “I don't want to forget about you while I am working on this paper. Just let me know if you are getting sore or if you want out.” she said with a quiet smile. I returned her look and told her that I would let her know if I was uncomfortable.
Mary spent the next hour or so typing away on the computer at her paper while I sat in the corner of the living room and struggled against my ropes. I attempted to struggle loose now and again, but it proved to be a futile effort on my part. Eventually, I just gave up and waited for Mary to find time to stop and notice me. However, she continued to drum away on the keyboard in the background. I looked up at the clock and it was already 6:30. I had been tied up for almost two hours now and I had really lost track of time. Also, I was starting to get hungry. "Mary, I think I have had enough for the moment.” I interjected into the situation. Mary looked up from the computer screen for the first time in over an hour. "Sorry little sister, I almost forgot about you. I told you to let me know when you were tired of being tied up."
Mary got up and walked over to where I was bound in the corner of the living room. She leaned down and undid the ropes that secured my wrists. I pulled my hands forward glad to be free of the ropes as I massaged the circulation back into my wrists. Meanwhile, Mary went around to my front and undid the bindings on my ankles. I stood up and stretched for a moments, still stiff from the ropes. I asked Mary about dinner, and she said that she would throw something in the oven. It was time for a break anyhow. She went into the kitchen and set about putting a frozen pizza into the oven and turned it on. Then, Mary came over to the table and sat down to wait for it to cook. She beckoned me to come over and join her. So, I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table across from my sister.
We began talking about several things going on in both of our lives. I didn't get to see my sister all that often and it was nice to have her home. The conversation bounced from topic to topic, but it eventually came back to the evening’s events and Mary's term paper. Ding! The buzzer went off in the background signaling that the frozen pizza was done. Mary got up and walked over to the stove and opened the oven. "Sorry about keeping you tied up for so long earlier." Mary said as she pulled the tray from the oven. I told her that it was okay and that I enjoyed these games from time to time. Mary explained that it had kept me out of her hair during the afternoon and she had almost forgotten that I was there. I nodded and told her it was all right. After all, I should have spoken up earlier if I wanted to be released. Also, it wasn't the longest period of time that I had spent tied up in my lifetime. (I had been tied up over night on several occasions. Check the archives from August and September if you want to see some of those stories.)
Mary brought over the pizza and we sat down and shared it. Mary let me have more of it than she did. She explained that she was on a diet and would probably be eating something later while she worked on her paper anyway. We ate and the conversation went back to bouncing from topic to topic over dinner. Then, a sudden curiosity hit me. "Mary, I wonder what it would be like to be tied up for a whole weekend?" I asked with a quick giggle. Mary caught the sarcasm in my voice and smiled. "Be careful what you wish for Jen, I might just take you up on that offer. It was nice having you quiet and out of my hair this afternoon. I am really making some progress on my paper." Mary replied with a smug smirk. We both laughed at the idea, but as absurd as it sounds, it was going through both of our heads at the moment. Sibling relationships can be scary sometimes when you think about it.
Well, unfortunately I have to end this part of the story here. It is good to be back and I am looking forward to posting the rest of this story here in the near future. Wonder what happened next, check back in a little while and will post the next part of the story if some of you are interested. Feel free to leave me some comments. I always appreciate feedback. Until next time.
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