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dudalb : 07 - Prisoners of War, a follow-up (fm/f)

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By dudalb

Sun Jul 19 12:23:41 PDT 1998

(This is a follow up to my Prisoners of War story in the July archives.)

As soon as the POW incident was over Steffi and I plotted payback. We didn't bother with Sean, we knew that Cindy was the one behind taking us POW and were determined on revenge.

That's the way our games went-and not just ours if you read other stories here. If someone tied you up you tied them up. it was almost like a Japanese Kabuki play in its
ritual.

The main problem Steffi and I had was time. Cindy was going to go home just three days after our captivity. The day after the POW escapade Sean had to go with his mom on a emergency trip when his grandmother was ill. That kind of ended our military maneuvers fate took a turn in our favor when Mom had to go interview for a job. She had been running a part time business selling advertising but had a chance for a full time job (which she got).

She would be gone most of the day and that gave Steffi and I a chance to hit Cindy at my house when she would least expect it since the wargames were over.

Our preparations were simple. We loaded our supersoakers, told my siblings not to interfere (my kid sister wanted to help after having been briefly taken prisoner by Cindy), grabbed the cords and the scarves we would need to secure the prisoner and the operation commenced.

We went to the recreation room where a bed had been set up for Cindy. She was reading one of my mom's Stephan King novels (I had read them all too, my mom was pretty liberal about what we read and thought a good scare never hurt a kid) when we walked in, pointed our soakers at Cindy, and Steffi said "Now you are to be our Prisoner!" (Steffi's textbook English again,which made her stick our like a sore thumb among California kids with their very informal English) Cindy looked surprised but then stood up and raised her hands. By the rules of the game we had surprised her and she was our prisoner.

Cindy was dressed in trunks and shirt, like the rest of us. She had long brown hair and might be described as Sandra Bullockesque. I grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her and begun to bind them together.

"Please make sure she cannot get loose" Steffi said, enjoying our captor being tied up for a change.

"Don't worry," I replied "When we are done with Cousin Cindy, she won't be going anywhere or saying very much"

With that I made a final cinch and tied the final knot. But I checked to see there was no chaffing and the circulation was OK. Cindy didn't say a word, just accepting her fate. She must not have been surprised when I put a clean handkerchief in her mouth and tied it in place with a scarf used as a cleave gag.

We walked her over to a couch, sat her down, and tied her ankles together tightly. I told Steffi to watch her while I went to my room to get some more rope. As I left I heard Steffi ask Cindy "How does it feel to be tied up and gagged, Mein Liebchen?" throwing back the taunt Cindy had used on her ..Steffi must have gotten a little tired of all the jibes others liked to tease with because she was from Germany.. And God help you if you ran any World War II smack on Steffi.....

I came back down with additional rope and Steffi, with my technical advice, tied Cindy's elbows to her sides with a 15 foot length of rope. As the final step I rolled Cindy over on her stomach, pulled her legs up and tied them to her wrists in a classic hogtie position. I did make sure that her ankles and wrist were tied about three feet apart in a fairly comfortable position.

Steffi looked on Cindy,now hogtied and gagged and used a very rare (for her) colloquial American Expression,"Well,Cindy, what goes around comes around, does it not?". I checked my watch. We had been bound and gagged prisoners for about 45 minutes. That was how long we were planning to keep Cindy tied up.

However, we had a little something extra for Cindy planned. We were not happy she had made a major addition to the rules of the game on her own without any discussion. We probably would have approved the change, but Cindy preferred a coup d'état. Now she would pay for her mistake at the end of the 45 minutes.

We had 45 minutes to kill, and we didn't want to leave Cindy alone. We just wanted a little revenge, not to put her in any real discomfort (beyond what comes naturally with being tied up and gagged) or danger. Steffi saw a chess set in the Rec Room and suggested we play. For the next 45 minutes we played chess with Cindy bound and gagged on the couch. It must have looked surreal, like from a really bizarre Ingmar Bergman film.

I lost twice to Steffi-she was a very good player, and I knew the rules and not much else about the game. She taught me how to play as opposed to just push the pieces around. Steffi was the High School champion all four years we attended the same High School, and did well in interschool competitions.

About 20 minutes into the waiting period, I figured Cindy might be getting a little stiff so I untied her legs from her ankles and let her sit up for the rest of the punishment period.

When the 45 minutes were up I bent over to untie her ankles. Naturally she mmphed and I assumed she wanted me to undo the gag first-I didn't-it was time for the extra added attraction.

Steffi took a scarf and blindfolded Cindy with it. I yelled for Chris my kid sister to come down. She did with her loaded supersoaker. Steffi and I grabbed ours, took Cindy by the arms a guided down the hall and out into the back yard. We stood her up against the tree took a piece of rope and tied her around the waste to the tree, and then explained why she was going to be punished for making unauthorized changes to the game. Steffi and Chris and I readied our Supersoakers and just before we pulled the triggers Steffi, one again getting back for Cindy's teasing of her prisoner said "Auf Wiedersehen Cindy" and then are three of us opened up on Cindy.

She squealed through her gag while she was being soaked. We did not cease fire until the soakers were empty.

As soon as the firing ceased I took the blindfold off and ungagged Cindy and untied her.

As if to let her know the score was now even, no hard feelings, Steffi got a couple of towels for her. Cindy didn't say very much and then said, "This isn't over yet". It wasn't but the next act didn't take place until Christmas and I'm probably going to save that tale for the Holiday season.

The strange thing is next day Cindy and Steffi went out to movie and shopping together. Our games, although they could be a little rough, had no real malice in them and no one seemed to carry any hard feelings over beyond the games. Cindy made up a story about falling into the pool to explaind her wet clothes, and the incident was over-for now.

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