03 - Trivial Pursuit
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By barefootpollster
Thu Mar 15, 2007 3:50 pm
Trivial Pursuit
Last Friday, me and a few friends were hanging out at my friend Ian's house. There were six of us, me, Ian, his brother Tim, their sister Jen, my girlfriend Sarah, and Ian's girlfriend Lindsay. We were doing nothing interesting until Jen suggested we play Trivial Pursuit. We decided on teams being guys vs. girls, as the numbers were equal. We had just set up the game on the living room floor when Tim made an interesting suggestion. Why not involve tickling in the game?
All of us had played tie-up games before, so we instantly agreed. One person from each team would be tied up throughout the game. The other four would play the game, and each time they got a question wrong, the other team would tickle the tied-up person for one minute. At the end, it didn't matter who won the game, but who had been tickled the least would be the winner. The losers would be tied up by the winners and tortured to their liking.
We all took off our shoes and socks and began playing. We rolled a die and the person on each team with the lowest number would be tied up. Ian rolled a 1 and Jen rolled a 2, the lowest for both their teams. We wished them luck, then securely tied their bare feet to a long wood pole which we raised up and put between two chairs. We also tied their wrists together over their heads.
Our team went first, and we got this question: "What is mixed with powdered sugar to keep it from absorbing moisture?" or something like that. Tim and I had no idea, and Ian wasn't allowed to help us, so we guessed salt. It was cornstarch. We watched in despair as Sarah and Lindsay advanced toward Ian's helpless bare soles. I looked at my watch and said go, and they did. Each took a foot each and their long fingernails scrabbling all over Ian's feet soon had him hysterical. They really were merciless, and he was panting by the end of the minute.
We continued the game, it was now the girl's turn. They got their question wrong so Tim and I got to tickle Jen. We gave her feet the same treatment that Ian received. In addition to laughing uncontrollably, Jen shouted profanities at us as we tortured her soles. This was going to be an interesting game, I thought.
The game continued like this for a while. We were ahead for a while, but we soon fell behind. By the end of the game Ian had been tickled a lot longer than Jen, I don't remember the numbers. Even though we got all our chips and made it to the middle, the girls won. We released Ian and Jen, shook hands and hugged. The real excitement started when Lindsay said "So now we get to tie you guys up." "Yeah" I said, "But we never said we'd let you." With this, us three guys took off running.
The girls didn't realize this until we were out the door. They took a while to grab ropes and by the time they were outside, we were running down the street. It was dark and we were barefoot, so we couldn't run too fast. I could hear them behind us, and when we got to the first intersection, I said to Tim and Ian "Split up and go back to the house." I continued straight, Ian went left, and Tim went right. The girls caught onto this, and I think Sarah followed me.
The street I was on was a main street that Ian and Tim lived on. It would go into downtown after a while, but it was mostly empty and lonely with just houses for about ten blocks. I turned right down one of these side streets and then right on the street parallel to the main street.
I made my way back to Ian and Tim's house and jumped behind a bush--right next to Sarah. By the time I realized she was there it was too late. "Got you Mike" she said with a laugh and tied my wrists together behind my back. She then led me into the house and up the stairs to Ian's bedroom. To my surprise Tim was hogtied on the bed.
Sarah untied my wrists and ordered me to take off my shirt, leaving me in only my shorts and bare feet, as Tim was. She then told me to lay face down on the bed, where she tightly hogtied me, finishing it off with a gag and blindfold.
I heard Sarah's bare feet shuffle across the floor and the light switch click, so I assumed she had left the room. Tim mmmmpppphhhhed through his gag, but I had no idea what he said. There I lay, awaiting what would become a night of bondage and torture.
To be continued...
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Fri Mar 16, 2007 11:55 am
part 2
It seemed like forever that I waited there. We hadn't set a time limit for the losing team to be tied up, so could be tied up all weekend! I didn't know if they captured Ian or how much time passed, but after a while, Jen and Lindsay came into the room and pulled off our blindfolds and untied our ankles. They ordered us to stand up and led us down to the basement.
Part of the basement is finished but they took us to an empty storeroom. There were two big empty tables against one wall, and I had a pretty good idea what was coming. Tim and I were told to lay on the tables face up, so we did. Even though I'm tall, I was stretched out pretty tight on this table after Jen finished tying me. They put our blindfolds back on and did something that I've never experienced in a TUG. They put earplugs in our ears! With these, the blindfold, and gag, Tim and I were unable to see, talk, or even hear. We were totally at their mercy!
I had no way to know if the girls left, but it felt like a long time that I was waiting there. It was pretty cold in the basement, and I wasn't wearing much. There I waited, for what I didn't know, but I had a feeling I was in for a long night...
To be continued...
Sun Mar 18, 2007 10:55 am
Part 3
I lay there for I don't know how long, but the next thing I knew someone pulled out my earplugs and took off my blindfold. In the dim light I saw Tim still tied to the table next to me, and Ian hogtied on the floor. I learned later that he had evaded capture for a while.
Th girls started untying us but left us tied hand and foot, hands behind our backs. They also removed our gags, much to my delight. I was beginning to think that this wasn't going to be so bad after all, but my heart sank when Lindsay began explaining what would happen next.
We were in the basement, and we had to get up the stairs, tied hand and foot, to the third floor. On the bed in Jen's room was a pair of her flip-flops. We would have to grab one of them in our mouth and bring it back to the basement. Whoever did this first would be spared from further torture and left hogtied in the basement. The other two would face another challenge.
With that, they opened the door and the three of us took off hopping. Only once before had I gotten up stairs tied up, but never had I done three flights, or come down stairs! I did the best I could and only fell down a few times. Tim tripped me in the hallway of the third floor, but I got up and hopped into Jen's room. Ian was still on the floor below.
As promised, on the bed were two Old Navy flip-flops. They were originally white but Jen had worn them so much that they were turning gray with dirt and had an outline of her foot. I would never put such a thing in my mouth, but this was a desperate time. I climbed onto the bed and bit down on the left flip-flop. It was disgusting.
Tim had already left the room with the other sandal. I tried not to gag and turned around, hopping down the hall towards the stairs. Ian was coming up them. He seemed to have given up, slowly jumping up one step at a time. I passed by him easily and made my way down to the basement.
I went back to the storeroom where I had been tied up for a while. The girls were waiting there, and Sarah was just finishing tying Tim to the table. I dropped the flip-flop in front of them and Lindsay said "Good try, Mike, but you're too late. Tim won't be tortured at all tonight, but you will later. Tie him up." With that they tied me back on the table as I had been before. I heard their bare feet shuffle across the floor as they left, probably to go torture Ian.
My theory was confirmed a little while later when I heard loud laughing from upstairs. I could only imagine what they were doing to Ian, and what they would do to me. The boredom of being tied up for a long time set in as I waited there. To be continued...
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Tue Mar 20, 2007 3:27 pm
Part 4
By now I was getting ticked off. We had started playing at 9:00, and at least two hours had to have passed. It didn't look like I was getting free any time soon, and for all I knew, we could be tied up all weekend! I was actually relieved when I felt my blindfold pulled off and my earplugs pulled out. Sarah's face greeted me with a mischievous smile as she untied me. For the first time in a while I was completely free, restrained only by her hands grasping my arms ans she led me upstairs.
Sarah led me to Ian's room, where he was tied up on the bed. Still barefoot and shirtless as I was, he was tied spread eagle to his bed wearing only blue athletic shorts. I was wearing denim shorts. Ian's face was red and he was breathing heavily. He was also wet like he had been swimming. I could only imagine what would happen to me.
The girls untied Ian and hogtied him on the floor. I was then instructed to lay on the bed, and was tied spread eagle very tightly. The bed was wet (with water!) but I hadn't totally figured it out yet. Jen blindfolded me before all three of them left the room. Both Ian and I were ungagged but we didn't say anything. He was still panting.
I was beginning to think that they were just going to leave me tied to the bed, but this was too good to be true. After about ten minutes, they returned and started tickling me senseless. I couldn't see them because I was blindfolded, but I felt their fingers scrabbling all over my soles, chest, and armpits as soon as they began. Long fingernails sure are effective.
My feet are deathly ticklish, and Sarah had me hysterical pretty quickly, as she always does. After what felt like hours but was probably 2 minutes, they stopped. Just like that, all at once, they stopped. I was breathing heavy and still thrashing around against my bonds. They said nothing and I heard their bare feet shuffle across the carpet as they left.
When I finally could breathe normally I started talking to Ian. They had tickled him senseless before torturing him with ice all over his body. I expected they would do the same to me. Only time would tell...
To be continued...
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Tue Mar 20, 2007 4:28 pm
part 5
A while later the girls returned. My blindfold was removed and what I saw in Sarah and Lindsay's arms terrified me. They had nail polish, pens, Sharpie markers, and lipstick. Though I was relieved that I wouldn't be receiving ice torture as Ian had, thinking about what they would do to me was terrifying.
Over the next 20 minutes or so they covered my body in writing. Lindsay wrote the entire lyrics to Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" on my chest. Jen wrote dirty things that I won't repeat on my soles. It really tickled when she did this. When they ran out of space they untied me and tied me down on my stomach to write all over my back. All I was thinking about was what I would write on them when I got revenge.
Once they were satisfied with their work, they put aside the pens and markers and flipped me over again so I was back on my back. I had a pretty good idea what was coming next, and wasn't too surprised when Sarah reached for the nail polish. They put one shade of pink on my toenails and another shade on my fingernails. I thoroughly hated this, and resisted by moving my fingers and wiggling my toes. Before they left, Sarah put on a lot of pink lipstick and kissed me on both cheeks.
They put my blindfold back on and left. Ian, who had said nothing during my torture, probably in fear of the wrath of the girls, immediately started laughing at me, saying what I got was worse. There we waited, for what was still going to be a long night.
To Be continued...
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Wed Mar 21, 2007 3:38 pm
The end
Maybe an hour later the girls returned. They tickled me and Ian some more before untying us. It wasn't over yet, and they led us to the basement storeroom where I had been tied up for so long earlier. As we passed through the kitchen I noticed the clock said 3:00 AM! Tim was still tied to the table, having been spared from torture. I was tied to the table spread eagle as I had been before, and Ian was tied standing against a post. All of us were still shirtless and barefoot. Next game gags but no blindfolds or earplugs.
The girls wished us goodnight before turning off the light and leaving. I had no idea what else they had in store, but I wanted to get free, soon. For the first time all night, I started working against my bonds to no avail. Sarah was an expert at tying someone up, having learned from me, and I wasn't going anywhere.
Never before had I been tied up overnight. I think I fell asleep for a little while, but it was really boring.
At about 8:00 the next morning the girls returned and freed us. We all had breakfast (I was starving!) and talked about the game. The girls had definitely dominated, but the torture was a bit extreme. We vowed revenge against them, but for the time being, we were all friends and agreed to no more tie ups this weekend.
Later that morning I took a long shower and washed off all the writing. Sarah used nail polish remover on my fingernails and toenails, without me having to ask. I love this girl.
When it was all over, we had learned one thing--never put a tie-up bet on a trivial pursuit game!
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barefootpollster's stories
- 01 - Tied on friend's boat (m/m, mm/m, m/mm)
- 02 - Me and 2 girls... (m/ff)
- 03 - Trivial Pursuit (mmff/mf, fff/mmm, m/f)
- 04 - Boy Scout initiation (m+/mmmm)
- 05 - Locker Room Tie-Up (mmm/m)
- 06 - Sarah's Birthday (m/f, m/mf)
- 07 - Tied Up Week (mmf/mff, various */f and */m)
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