Hitchhiker (M/F, some F/F)

[GreyLord]

I have just read chapter 125. Masterful as ever, @slackywacky. Yes, Jack does push Elsa. However, she is unrestrained frequently enough that she could depart if she is unhappy with Jack's actions.

I noticed that files from the old site did not transfer cleanly, making things difficult to read. Is there a plan to address this issue? I would think it would not be too hard with a UNIX program like sed. In the Window$ environment, of course, everything is difficult.

[Gor007]

I repeat the question: is there a chance you will remove all that strange marks from the text? With them it's impossible to read your fantastic story...

Regards.

[bondagefreak]

I noticed that files from the old site did not transfer cleanly, making things difficult to read. Is there a plan to address this issue? I would think it would not be too hard with a UNIX program like sed. In the Window$ environment, of course, everything is difficult.

I repeat the question: is there a chance you will remove all that strange marks from the text? With them it's impossible to read your fantastic story...

Hello guys. Just wanted to let you know the staff is fully aware of the issue. It has already been discussed at length over the course of the last two months. Manually restoring a story as large as this one is no small task, but I've shared the quickest way of doing so for authors who would rather not wait for the board-wide fix. When you guys spot something bizarre, I recommend checking the Headlines section. Chances are it's already been addressed in a board-wide announcement there. Here are some threads of interest:

FORUM NEWS: NEW HOST, FORUM LINKS & OTHER BUGS
QUICK FIX TO RESTORING SCRAMBLED STORIES GUIDE
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[Gor007]

I found my way to fix it on another story (also quite long): I copied it to the Word, I figured out that one set of strange marks replaced upper apostrof (') and using the function "find and replace" I fixed at least part of the problem (7500 times )... Part, because there are still other groups of strange marks (much less, though) - now I just need to figure out what other punctuation mark it replaced

[slackywacky]

It has been a while since I posted a chapter, but I got back to writing...

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Chapter 126

The cabin was much the same as the one we had. The bedroom had a similar king-sized bed in it. The curtains were closed, but the lights in the room were on, allowing me to take in the scene that unfolded in front of me.

“Hmmppffff.” Elsa mumbled in her gag.

“Hmmpppffffff.” One of the two women on the bed reacted.

The second woman on the bed kept quiet and was just looking at me. I needed a moment before I could remember the names of the two women on the bed, Yarra and Koori, the Australian twins I had met earlier in the day on the beach at the Freshwater Lagoon on my way here. They had been horse riding along the beach, and we had a short conversation at the time. They had not met Elsa, as she had been tied up in the cabin.

“Well, nice meeting you again.” I said, looking at both women.

“Hmmppff.”

“Hmpf.”

I wondered how Elsa had gotten to know them, as I was sure they had never met before. At that moment I remembered I had been asleep for a few hours, while Elsa had been free.

“Come here.” I told Elsa.

Drool ran from her mouth onto her breasts when I undid the panel gag.

“Did you do this?” I asked her.

“No, you did it in your sleep. Duh.” She grinned.

“Hahaha.” I laughed, a bit sarcastic.

“While you were asleep, I walked over to the field with the horses and Yarra and Koori were brushing off their horses. We got talking. At a certain moment I noticed that Koori was looking at my arms, the rope marks from being tied up in the semi were still visible. They told me they had met you, but had not seen me, so I explained you had me tied up in the cabin of the truck.”

“Hmpf.” Koori, or was it Yarra, hard to keep them apart, reacted.

Both Australian women were on the bed. And the scene explained as to why my bondage box had seemed so empty, as both were bound and gagged with my ropes and gags.

“I suspect this is your doing?” I asked, looking at Elsa.

“Maybe.” She replied, grinning.

“You are not helping your case.” I replied.

I still had the panel gag in my hands and before Elsa could step away, I pushed the gag into her mouth again, buckling the straps at the nape of her neck.

“Hmmppffff.” She grunted, shaking her head as to dislodge the gag, which was not going to happen as it was pulled tight.

She tried to kick me, playfully, but I stepped aside easily.

“Looks like I need more rope.” I said, looking around the room.

I did not see any ropes, Elsa probably cleaned them up after tying the twins, but there was a roll of duct tape on the floor next to the bed. When Elsa understood what I was planning, she tried to get away, but it was too late, as I grabbed her by her single glove, pulling her onto the bed. Wrapping her legs took only a few seconds.

“That’s better.” I grinned.

“Hhhmmpppffff.” Elsa grunted.

Both Yarra and Koori kept quiet. Elsa looked like she did not agree, but she had no say in the matter. I helped her up and made her hop towards the chair in front of the makeup table.

“Sit.” I told her, and to my surprise, she did.

I walked back to the bed and looked at the two helpless women. I was trying hard to remember who had been wearing what color t-shirt, as both Koori and Yarra were dressed in panties and a t-shirt, which looked a lot like the shirts they had been wearing during the ride. I finally remembered that Yarra’s t-shirt was light orange, Koori’s light blue.

“Yarra, right?” I said, looking at the Australian woman with the orange t-shirt.

Yarra looked at Koori for a moment, before nodding. I was not sure if they were toying with me or not.

“Can you get out?”

She looked at Koori again, rolling her eyes as if to say that she would have escaped from the ropes if she had been able to. Both women were tied the same. Wrists behind their backs, crossed, with rope wrapped around their wrists in both directions. I could not see a knot, so I assumed it was out of reach of female fingers. Legs were tied at ankles and knees, before their knees were pulled up to their bodies. Ropes held their knees to their chins, squashing their breasts. Ropes from their bound wrists were used to pull their wrists and ankles together. For good measure, Elsa had wrapped a long rope around their already bound bodies each. It looked indeed like they would not escape without help.

“Pretty good job, Elsa.” I said to my Swedish companion.

“Hmmppfff.” Elsa mumbled.

A gagged giggle came from Yarra. Koori had fallen over and was lying on her side, Yarra was still sitting up, but that was more due to the headboard of the bed she was leaning against. For a moment I surveyed the situation, trying to come up with a plan. It is not every day you have 3 bound beauties available for some fun.

“Get up.” I told Elsa.

I took the chair and moved it to the bedroom door opening, putting it down and sitting on it, blocking the door opening.

“Okay, here’s what is going to happen. You got into this situation yourselves; you can find a way out. There are three of you. Figure it out.” I said, grinning.

“Hhmmpppff?” Yarra asked, looking at Elsa and Koori.

As both Yarra and Koori were tied into balls, they could not do much, which automatically meant that Elsa needed to do some of the work, but her hands were locked away in the single glove. Elsa gave me a look, which I ignored. I just relaxed on the chair, wondering how they would get out. It did not take long before Elsa had an idea. She moved to Koori, moving the back of her neck against Koori’s hands. I suspected it was harder than when Elsa came up with the idea, but after 15 minutes of fumbling and several gagged curses, Koori managed to undo the strap of Elsa’s gag.

“Asshole.” Elsa said, looking at me.

All I did was grin. I was enjoying the show.

“I can’t get to the knots with my mouth.” Elsa said, looking at Koori. “You’ll have to undo the straps from the single glove.”

Surprisingly, it did take them only a few minutes before Koori managed to undo one of the straps. It was fun watching Koori and Elsa trying to align themselves, bodies rubbing against each other. There was mostly one-sided communication, as Koori was still gagged. Elsa was giving instructions, but Koori’s replies were not very clear, the ballgag in her mouth was doing a good job.

“No, to the right.”

Elsa sounded a little frustrated. I grinned.

“I hate you.” She said, looking at me, before she went back to talking to Koori.

It took much longer than the first strap, but finally the two women got the second strap over Elsa’s shoulder undone. They were still far from being able to escape. The laces on the single glove were pulled tight and tied in a knot at the top, plus there were two more straps, one at Elsa’s elbows and one at her wrists.

“Enjoying yourself?” Elsa asked me, as she noticed that I had one hand in my pants.

“Yeah, just keep going.” I said.

I was indeed enjoying myself watching the proceedings on the bed. Yarra gave me a glance, before she returned watching Elsa and Koori escape. The way she was positioned against the headboard made it difficult to help Elsa.

“Vänta bara tills jag kommer ut ur det här.” Elsa said in Swedish, while looking at me.

Finally, Koori got the two straps around Elsa’s arms undone. I was waiting to see how they would get along with the laces, but to my surprise, Elsa told Koori to pull the single glove down, while she pulled in the other direction. The leather glove came of her arms. It was obvious that the laces did not help in this situation.

“Hhhmmpppffff.” Koori mumbled, sounding relieved.

“Don’t know what you said, but we have done it.” Elsa replied.

For a moment she just sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her arms. She had been tied for a while. Not as long as Koori and Yarra, but still a decent time.

“Now what?” I asked.

“Now I go to the toilet.” Elsa said as she tore the tape of her legs.

I grinned as Elsa disappeared, leaving the two Australian women still helpless on the bed.

“Maybe I should tie Elsa up again and play with the three of you.” I said, although I was joking.

“Oh no, you don’t.” Elsa said as she walked back into the bedroom.

Obviously she had heard me.

“These girls have been tied long enough.” She said, before starting to untie Koori.

Since Elsa had done the tying, she knew how she had done it and it did not take much time to untie Koori. Elsa let the woman undo the ballgag herself. A large blob of spit came out of Koori’s mouth with the ball, dripping onto her chest.

“Ugh, that was not fun.” Koori said, rubbing a hand over her mouth.

Elsa grabbed a wash towel from the bathroom.

“Here you go.” She handed it to Koori, before turning her attention to Yarra.

“Stop.” Koori told Elsa. “Don’t untie her yet.”

Yarra’s eyes got big as she looked at her sister.

“She is to blame I spend all this time tied up, telling me it would be fun, saying it would not be for very long. So, I think a bit of revenge is in order, and I know she is ticklish.

“Hhhmmpppffff.” Yarra shook her head.

“Okay.” Elsa said, stepping away from the bed.

She came over and sat on my lap.

“Need some service, sir?” She said in a mocking tone, rubbing the front of my pants.

I turned red, to my own surprise.

“Euh…” I stumbled.

“Hhhhmmmppppffffffff.”

We got interrupted by a scream from Yarra, as Koori’s fingers dug into her sides. Koori had pulled Yarra away from the headboard and had placed her on her side on the bed. It was obvious that Yarra was ticklish. Koori showed no merci, her fingers playing all over the still helpless body of her sister. Yarra was loud, it was probably a good thing that not all cabins were occupied. After 5 minutes Koori stopped, holding her nose.

“Oh, seems somebody needed a washroom.” Koori said, stepping away from the bed.

It was obvious that Yarra had peed herself, which was, seeing how Koori tickled her sister, no surprise. Plus, the women had been tied for a few hours, preventing them from going to the bathroom. Tears ran down Yarra’s face, her breathing laborious due to the gag.

“Had enough?” Koori asked her sister.

Yarra just nodded.

“Okay.”

Without saying a word, Koori untied her sister. Once the gag was out of Yarra’s mouth, Koori kissed her sister on the lips, an intense kiss.

“Wow.” I said.

“You feel left out?” Elsa asked before kissing me with a similar intensity.

The kisses lasted a few moments.

“Thank you.” Yarra said to Elsa.

“Yes, thank you. Please remind me not to ask somebody again about how they got rope marks on their wrists.” Koori added.

Koori sounded less enthusiastic than Yarra.

“You got talked into this because of your sister. But I think you got your revenge.” Elsa laughed.

“I need a shower.” Yarra said, heading to the bathroom.

“Me too.” Elsa said.

Koori laughed.

“Will we see you tomorrow? I understand you are going riding. So are we.”

“Breakfast is at 8 AM.” I said.

“Seems that is my queue.” Elsa grinned.

I replaced the chair where I got it from. Elsa and I left the cabin, leaving the Australian twins alone.

“That was fun.” She said, as we walked hand in hand back to our own cabin.

“I agree to that.”

I knew I would remember this evening for some time.

[Ropesworn]

I'm so happy to see you back with a new chapter! Been eagerly waiting for this and more on the models. Even tried to find some old chapters about a birthday hogtie with your models a few days ago and got stuck rereading some great chapters!

[Norex_21]

Lovely chapter! Update It is still just a game next please, dying for a new story. Glad to see you back!

[DommeKirsten]

Nice addition

[slackywacky]

Update It is still just a game next please, dying for a new story.

Yep, working on that one.

[slackywacky]

I repeat the question: is there a chance you will remove all that strange marks from the text?

As @bondagefreak said, there might be a system wide solution coming, but I really don't have the time to go back into my stories and fix them, sorry.

[Beaumains]

Another nice part!!

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[GreyLord]

We have both been taking time off, @slackywacky. Your return has some very inventive escapology. And it is always great fun to read about the beautiful Swede, Elsa, being tied up.

[slackywacky]

There's a small bbcode error in your signature.

Thanks, fixed

[jafib]

it's been months that I've been here, but returning to this story is always joyful - even though after the beginnning my reading has been intermittent

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Chapter 127

“Have you got everything you need?” Lindsay, the owner of the campground asked.

We were saddling the horses. The two horses picked for Elsa and me were very calm horses. Yarra and Koori had horses that were more suited for them, more suited for experienced riders. Lindsay helped us to make sure we had everything we needed for a trip to the beach.

“I think so. Food, drinks, sun hat, phone.” I replied.

“Ropes, gags, tape.” Lindsay added, a big grin on her face.

When we came to pick-up the horses, we found out that our games yesterday were not as ‘secret’ as we thought they were, as Lindsay hinted at the fact that the security cameras had picked up that Elsa in her second visit to the cabin where Yarra and Koori were staying, had been restrained in the single glove when she directed me to the cabin of the Australians.

“Our security cameras are pretty good. And Derick and I used to play occasionally some bondage games, so seeing you tied up was nothing new. Although it has been years ago, now. Getting old.” She sighed and grinned.

“Yes, we have what we need.” Koori replied, a smile on her face.

“The two of you, Koori and Yarra, have been on the trail before, but I will say it again. Be careful when you go along 101, as traffic tends to be busy.” Lindsay mentioned. “The trail is being used a fair amount, so you might see other people. Be aware when you ‘play’.”

“Thank you, Lindsay.” Yarra said, as she got onto her horse.

Elsa and I followed and got on our horses. The Australians were dressed in jodhpurs and t-shirts, both wearing light brown wide brim Australian bush hats to protect themselves from the sun. Elsa was dressed in shorts and t-shirt, while I was in my usual cargo shorts, with a sleeveless shirt. Elsa was wearing one of my baseball caps. I was wearing my usual one.

“See you later. Have fun.” Lindsay called after us, as we headed for the exit of the campground.

I can’t say I enjoyed the first bit of our ride, running next to highway 101. There was a lot of traffic, including semis, and occasionally the horses got spooked. It was clear that Yarra and Koori were better riders than Elsa and me, but we managed to get to Robinson Road without accidents. The paved road led us to the start of the trail.

“All good?” Koori asked, looking back at us.

I confirmed I was good. There was another road leading from our cabins to the ocean, but that was a paved road all the way, which was not nice for the horses. We stopped at the start of the trail at Skunk Cabbage Trailhead, checking our horses and saddles. There were also some washrooms for those in need, even though we had only travelled for 30 minutes. I might not have been in need; I still made use of them. I had to grin when I came back outside.

“Why am I not surprised?” I asked.

Koori and Yarra had moved their horses on either side of Elsa and her horse, and while Koori held Elsa’s arms behind her back, Yarra was tying her wrists.

“Hmmm, seen this before.” I stated, a smile on my face.

The situation was much like when we were at the ranch near the Mexican border. Elsa gave me a look but did not resist the Australians tying her.

“We figured since she kept us tied for some time yesterday, she could be the one getting tied up today.” Koori stated.

“At least there is no hunting party after us.” Elsa grinned.

“What?” Yarra asked.

I gave a shortened version of the events that took place at the ranch, mentioning Carmen specifically. Both Australian girls listened with open mouth.

“Wow.” Koori replied.

“Sounded like fun.” Yarra added.

“For you maybe.” Koori said, giving her twin sister a look. “You were the one who thought getting tied up was fun yesterday.”

“You went along.” Yarra countered.

“It was only going to be a short time, you said.”

“You can’t blame that on me; I was tied up too. Escape was impossible, so we had to wait for Elsa to come back. And she got herself tied up. So don’t blame that on me.”

Elsa grinned. I did too. The fun thing was that while they were bickering, they finished tying Elsa to her horse.

“Are we ready to continue?” I asked.

Yarra nodded.

“Elsa?”

“I’m fine. They are not very good at tying people up, so I’ll survive.” My Swedish blond responded, grinning.

Obviously neither Australian woman had considered gagging Elsa. I got on my horse.

“I’ll lead.” Koori said, grabbing the leash from Elsa’s horse and started on the trail.

The trail was comfortable to travel on. Unpaved, but with a grass cover, it was easy for the horses to walk on. Trees, tall Redwoods, were everywhere and provided shade for us travelers. With Elsa tied to her horse, Koori kept her horse in walking pace. Yarra followed and I was at the rear. Other than some ropes from Elsa’s waist to the saddle and her wrists behind her back, no other parts of her body were tied.

“Traffic.” Koori said when we came up to a group of 6 teenagers who were walking towards the beach.

The group was carrying backpacks, and they were all dressed similarly in khaki shorts and t-shirts. The group, 2 boys and 4 girls, stepped aside so we could pass. Greetings were exchanged. I noticed that at least one of the female teenagers noticed the fact that Elsa had her hands behind her back, but nothing was said by her as we passed. I did mention it when we were away from the group.

“One of them noticed that something was going on with Elsa.” I said. “I saw her look.”

“The blond one?” Yarra asked.

“At least they did not call out.” Koori replied.

We grinned. It would not be the first time Elsa was caught in bondage. The photos and videos from the trip to Alcatraz were still a discussion topic whenever Elsa talked to her family. Other than the trip to the ranch, we had not shared much of our stories with the two Australians.

“I can see the beach.” Koori called out.

The trail ended and the beach opened in front of us. A quick glance around showed us that we were alone. At least until the 6 teenagers would make it to the beach. The beach was about a hundred yards wide, it being low tide. There were some trees, or what was left of them, on the beach here and there, obviously left over from storms. Koori let go of the leash from Elsa’s horse and made her own horse go into a run towards the water. Yarra followed. Now that the horse was no longer being guided, Elsa’s horse stopped, and I stopped next to her.

“Want out?”

“Just off the horse would be fine.”

I grinned, as my Swedish blond indicated she did not mind having her hands tied. I got off my horse and removed the ropes holding Elsa in the saddle. I helped her down from her horse.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to release you?” I asked.

“Remember when I said they did not tie me very well?”

“Yes.”

“I can get out any time I want.” Elsa grinned.

“Oh.” I said.

I tied the horses to one of the tree trunks, although I suspected if I just let the horses be, they would stay where they were.

“Coming?” Elsa asked.

We walked to the edge of the water. Both Yarra and Koori had there horses in gallop along the water line. Elsa and I walked along the water, looking at the Australians having fun.

“We might get rain later.” I said, looking at the sky.

It was still sunny, but clouds could be seen in the distance, but they were a long way away for now.

“We’ll see.” Elsa said.

We walked a little longer, before returning to the horses. Koori and Yarra joined us, giving the horses a break.

“I brought sandwiches.” Said Elsa. “And no, I did not make them, Lindsay gave them to us.”

“Want me to untie you?” Koori asked.

“Nah, no need.” Elsa fumbled for a moment with the ropes that kept her wrists behind her back, before handing the rope to Koori.

“Obviously we were not very good at restraining you.” Yarra grinned.

“Want to try again?” Elsa asked.

“You enjoy being tied up?” Yarra asked.

“To be honest, yes.” My Swedish hitchhiker replied. “Although at times it can be though, especially when this guy here keeps me tied up for hours on end.”

“Me?” I asked, acting innocently.

Elsa grinned.

“Let’s see if we can do this better.” Koori said, grabbing the bag with rope that was hanging from my horse.

“I’ve got an idea.” Yarra said.

She had a quick chat with her sister, before telling Elsa to turn her back towards her.

“Tell us if we can do better.” Koori told me.

The twins tied Elsa’s hands behind her back again. The rope was probably a little tighter than before, but still not hard to escape from, so I showed the women how to do a box tie, wrapping the rope above and below Elsa’s chest, cinching the bottom rope, before folding her arms horizontal and fixing the rope around her wrists.

“It is hard to escape this, as you would need pull the wrists apart, but you can’t because of the rope around the upper arms. It is also comfortable compared to having your arms tied together behind your back which puts strain on your shoulders.”

The twins looked at the rope, asking Elsa to try to separate her arms.

“I can’t do it.” Elsa said after giving it a good try.

“Okay, now what?” Koori asked.

“Now we tie her to something, so she can’t get away. I have an idea.” I said.

Not far from where we were standing, next to the tree trunks with the horses, a single tree branch stuck out from the sand. It was about 4 feet high and pointing upwards.

“Sit against the tree branch.” I told Elsa, pointing towards the branch I meant.

While she sat down, I tried to move the branch, but it did not budge. It was above the waterline, so there was no risk to Elsa if the tide came in. Once she sat down, I moved her, so she was sitting upright. After tying her waist to the tree, I took her left leg and pulled it upwards, her knee towards her shoulder and her leg pointing upwards, like the tree branch.

“Interesting.” Koori said, as she watched intently what I was doing.

Using a piece of rope, I tied a rope around her ankle and the top of the wood, stretching her left leg. Elsa was looking at me with the smile on her face that she always had when I tied her in a new position, like now. I used a second rope to tie her knee, pulling it towards the wood. It was not possible for Elsa to move her left leg.

“Comfy? I asked Elsa.

“As if I have any say in that.” Elsa replied.

I grinned. Grabbing another piece of rope, I grabbed Elsa’s right leg and pulled it up like I had done to her left leg, but this time I bent it at the knee, pulling her ankle towards her left leg, so it was horizontal. Using the rope, I tied her right ankle to her already tied left knee.

“How do you come up with these ideas?” Yarra asked.

“The internet.” Elsa answered before I could.

“I have a wild imagination according to Elsa.” I laughed.

To finish things off, I tied her right ankle to the tree branch.

“Tada.” I grinned.

“Now what?” Elsa asked.

She was probably expecting a gag, but I figured we could have a snack first, to which everybody agreed.

“How does it feel?” Yarra asked.

“Not bad. I have been tied in more restrictive positions. This is not very demanding, yet. Wait till I have been tied for a few hours.”

“Let’s find out.” I said, before feeding Elsa a sandwich.

[LunaDog]

“Let’s find out.”

I couldn't agree more, yeah, let's!

[Beaumains]

Great to see Elsa and Jack back in action. It seems like the group of teens they passed might once again at the beach....

[slackywacky]

It seems like the group of teens they passed might once again at the beach....

I have not decided yet what to do with that group. We'll see when I write the next chapter.
Thanks for the comment.

[slackywacky]

Wishing everybody a great 2026.

[The G-Man]

Nice to see a new chapter with our favourite truck and his lady.

[slackywacky]

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Chapter 128

“How long have you two been together?”

Yarra asked the question as we were sitting on the beach, having our lunch. The horses were standing along the tree line in the shade, while Yarra, Koori and I were sitting near Elsa who was still tied to the branch sticking out of the sand. Yarra, sitting next to Elsa, ran her fingers along the ropes holding the blond woman prisoner.

“Just a few weeks, less than 3 months.” Elsa answered. “It feels longer, in a good way.”

I had to grin, but she was right, we had not been that long together, but we had, in my opinion, built a strong relationship during that time.

“We’ve done a lot of things in those weeks, things I would never have dreamed of doing, and I have seen lots of parts of the country, if I was not bound and gagged in the semi. I remember missing most of Alabama, Mississippi and Louisiana.” Elsa grinned as Yarra’s finger traced Elsa’s left breast.

Occasionally Elsa would shudder and let out a soft moan. She was not very ticklish, but I knew she would react to being touched in certain spots.

“Wow. And you never get tired of being tied up?” Koori asked.

“Oh, I do, but having your mouth stuffed with something while tightly tied, is not very conducive to expressing myself.” Elsa said, looking at Yarra who kept playing with the helpless woman. “Sometimes he can be a real asshole and keep me tied up, even if he could have figured out that I might not want to be tied. But mostly I enjoy being tied up.”

“Me? An asshole?” I laughed. “I am always a gentleman.”

“Yeah, right.” Elsa countered.

“Somebody is forgetting that she is still tied up.” I said, smiling and looking at my beautiful Swedish blond.

“See?” She replied, looking at the two Australian women. “This is what I meant. If I complain too much, I will get gagged.”

We all laughed as Elsa complained, but it did not sound for real and the smile on her face contradicted what she tried to express. The sun was warm, although the clouds that once had been far out to sea were moving closer to shore. There was no risk of any imminent rain, the clouds were still too far away for that, but later in the day we might get some rain.

“I think yesterday was the first time I got tied up.” Koori stated.

She intently watched Yarra as her sister ran her finger all over Elsa’s bonds and occasionally part of her body.

“I have been tied a few times, with different boyfriends, but nothing as serious as what you experienced, Elsa.” Yarra replied to the question.

“You seemed to have a different boyfriend every other week when we were younger.” Koori grinned.

“True, I was popular and the outgoing one at school. You were more the nerdy one, always studying. Pushing potential boyfriends away.”

“You mean the ones you dumped after 2 weeks?” Koori laughed.

The twins laughed.

“I probably could have been a little more open.”

“Maybe if I had tied you up, somebody might have shown an interest in you.” Yarra grinned.

Elsa was still barefoot in her shorts and t-shirt, but the twins had stripped down from their riding outfits and were now in two-piece bikinis that did not leave much to the imagination. Yarra’s was light orange, Koori’s light blue, same as the t-shirts they had on earlier. Their bodies were lean, well-shaped, and it was not hard to guess they were spending time at the gym. It was also not hard to guess that the tracing finger from Yarra influenced Elsa, as her nipples were poking her t-shirt.

“Yesterday was a new experience. I have never been tied in a balltie.” Yarra said. “My boyfriends did not have the imagination I think that would be required to come up with how Elsa tied us up. And being left alone was a little frightening.”

“You get lots of ideas when you travel with this guy. You should see the bondage magazines that he has, they, and the internet, give you all kinds of ideas. It is hard to keep up with all the different ways I have been tied. And I agree, being left alone is scary at times. Especially when left tied to a tree and you can hear him leave with no idea when or if he would come back.

(Authors note: Do not leave somebody tied and/or gagged alone. Remember: This story is fictional.)

“You are welcome.” I grinned.

I explained the situation to Yarra and Koori.

“Wow, that does sound scary.”

“I heard the truck drive away; there was no way in hell that I could get free. It was probably the scariest thing I experienced.”

I fed Elsa part of her sandwich and gave her a sip from her drink bottle. I could see, even though she was not complaining, that the position she was tied in was not as easy as it seemed, or that she made us believe. Suspecting that she was playing tough for Yarra’s and Koori’s sake, I decided to let it play out and see what she would do. She knew that if asked, I would release her, in contrast to what she made the twins believe. Looking at the Australian twins, I could see that neither saw what I saw with regards to Elsa’s position. Which was not surprising, as I had been playing this game a lot longer.

“Visitors.” Koori said, as she looked towards where the trail met the beach.

“Our 6 teenagers?” I asked, sitting with my back to that spot.

“Yep. It seems they are discussing what to do, they are looking our way.”

I grinned. We were not far from where the trail ended on the beach.

“What would you do in this situation, seeing somebody tied up on the beach?” Elsa asked.

“I would not know. I think it would depend on how adventurous I would feel. Am I daring enough to talk to the people that keeps one of them prisoner?” Koori said.

“Seems they answered that question. There is two of them coming our way.”

I looked over my shoulder, seeing 2 of the 4 women come our way. One of them was the woman who I think had noticed that Elsa had been bound on her horse.

“Hello.” Yarra greeted them as they came closer.

“Euh, sorry to bother you.”

There was silence for a moment, and the two newcomers looked at each other.

“We were wondering why your friend is tied up. I saw her when you passed us that she had her hands tied behind her back, and now she is even more tied up to this tree trunk.”

It was indeed the girl that had seen Elsa tied while on her horse that was doing the talking. She looked like she was in her late teens, short light red hair, freckles, skinny and tall. I guessed she was a real red head, as she was mostly covered up with summer pants and a shirt, while the others of the group were in bathing suits.

“I get tied up all the time.” Elsa replied. “And no, I am not being forced into this. Well, most of the time I am not.”

We grinned, while the two newcomers looked at each other again, and over their shoulders to their friends. I had to compliment them for their tactics, sending 2 members of the group, with the rest of the group still far enough away so they could run if needed.

“If you want, you are welcome to join us.” Yarra said.

“Are you Australian?” The other newcomer asked.

She was the opposite of the first girl, short, a little chubby, but had a pretty face and her long black hair reached her well-developed bosom.

“How did you guess?” Koori replied, their accent was hard to miss.

“This is Jack, Koori, Elsa and I am Yarra.” Yarra said, as she indicated who belonged to what name.

“I am Hally and this is Denise.”

“Hi.” The shorter girl said. “Let me check with the others what their plans are, we are celebrating Nadine’s birthday.”

She turned around and walked back to the rest of the group, while Hally stayed with us.

“Enjoying the beach?” She asked, obviously trying to make conversation.

“Yes, it is a nice day.” I replied.

“There is rain in the forecast after 5 PM.” Hally said.

The others joined our group, and for some reason I suddenly felt old. I was the only 30+ person in the group. Yarra and Koori were in their mid-twenties, while the others, including Elsa, and I tend to forget that as she acts more as an older adult, were around the twenties mark. It also reminded me that I did not know about Elsa’s birthday. Whether she told me and I forgot, or we never discussed it, I could not remember.

“This is Tom, this is Nadine, our birthday girl, this is Cara and slowpoke at the rear is Byron. He is my brother.” Denise introduced the group.

Koori did the honors of introducing our little group to the newcomers. We settled down in a larger circle. It was clear that having Elsa tied to a branch was not something they saw every day, as there were lots of quick glances towards her.

“You can look at me as much as you want I don’t bite.” Elsa grinned when she saw how some of the newcomers reacted to her being tied.

“Has anybody ever been tied up?” I asked.

There were glances between the 6 newcomers, before Cara answered.

“I have; it is sort of fun.”

I could see from the reactions of the others in the group that this was news to them.

“You get tied up?” Hally sounded surprised.

“Occasionally. Yes.”

Cara was medium height, light brown hair that reached just past her shoulders. An expressive face with sharp features, nice breasts and hips. I would call her pretty.

“Did Byron do that?” Denise asked, looking surprised at her brother.

“We’ve been dating for over a year now, we play around. I can escape most of the times.” Cara said, smiling at Byron, who did not know what to say by the looks of it. “Although I never been tied like that.”

She pointed at Elsa.

“We have some more rope, if you want.” Yarra said matter of fact.

Cara looked around, not sure how to react.

“Euh, okay I guess? Maybe Byron can learn a few tricks.” She said.

Yarra grabbed the backpack with ropes that we had brought along.

“Anybody else?” Yarra asked.

“Other than cowboys and Indians when I was younger, I have never been tied. Don’t really know what to expect. I did see 50 shades of grey.” Nadine said.

She was the perfect cheer leader. Tall, firm breasts, tight abdomen, tight butt, beautiful face with bright teeth and long blond hair. She looked a lot like Elsa, although I was not sure her hair color was natural. From the group of 6, her bathing suit was the skimpiest.

“That movie has nothing to do with real bondage.” Elsa said, moving around in her bondage a bit to get comfortable.

“I agree.” Yarra said, while pulling ropes from the backpack. “How about we split in teams, and Jack can teach us. I will tie Koori; Byron can tie Cara. Who wants to tie Nadine?”

There were only three people left.

“I will.” Denise said, which left Tom and Hally.

“You joining in? You don’t have to.” I asked the two, seeing that Hally was a bit nervous about the question.

“I’m good.” Hally answered after a short moment.

“I’m fine.” Tom said, although I could see that he had not mind joining in the fun, but with Hally not playing along, there was nobody left.

“How about you help me, Yarra, while Tom ties Koori?”

I could see that Tom had no problems with that idea.

“That works for me.” Yarra said.

The groups got together and Yarra provided everybody with a few ropes. Good thing I had brought enough rope. I grabbed a rope and showed how to tie the wrists on Yarra with her palms facing each other. The others followed as best as they could. Tom was trying to hard, making the loops way to tight, which I pointed out. I could hear Koori grunt.

“Snug, not tight.” I told him. “And Denise, you can make it a little tighter. Let’s try again.”

After two more tries, the group had figured out how tight a rope should be.

“For the elbows, the principle is the same, snug, not tight. Now, not everybody can have their elbows tied together.” I instructed. “And if you go beyond the limit of your partner, you can hurt somebody, so be careful.”

Wrapping the rope around Yarra’s elbows, I showed how to tie elbows together. Yarra had no trouble touching her elbows.

“You can see that Yarra is flexible, she can touch her elbows. Let’s see how you are doing.” I said while knotting the rope at Yarra’s elbows.

It turned out that Cara could touch her elbows, while Nadine got them close, but not completely together. Koori had, like her sister, no problem getting her elbows together. Tom seemed to enjoy tying her up.

“Not bad. However, remember that there is a difference between getting your elbows together and being able to do this for an extended time. So, watch for symptoms like red arms, and listen to your partner.” I said.

The group repeated the process with ankles and knees.

“I feel helpless.” Nadine said.

She shook her arms and legs, but Denise had done a good job, and the ropes stayed put.

“Well-done. How about we help our prisoners to sit up?” I asked. “Maybe next to Elsa? I bet you have phones on you.”

“Do not post on the internet without approval.” Elsa said while she watched helplessly. “This game is about trust. You don’t want to lose that trust.”

Cara, Koori, Nadine and Tarra were put next to Elsa by the others. There was a lot of giggling going on when the others lifted the bound members of the group, as it seemed some people were ticklish. With the prisoners at the front, the others stood behind them, while Hally and I took pictures on the phones from the others.

“Okay.” I said once we had used all phones and had pictures for everybody.

“Now what?” Tom asked.

It looked like he was hoping there was more.

“This is basic bondage, but using the things I taught you, escape will be hard when you are alone. With a group like this you could easily help each other and escape. Using more rope or other materials can make it hard for even a group like this to escape.”

“Like what?” Denise asked.

“Well, here’s what we can do…” I said, grabbing another rope.