Tied up continually for 7 hours! (mf/M)
Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2024 10:02 pm
This just happened the other night and is accurate to the best of my ability.
I have recently related the newfound enthusiasm in tie up games by my 9-year-old and 10-year-old. I think that's about the same age I got interested in tie up games. Before I had introduced my children to tie up games it had literally been years since I had been tied up so, yes, I am very much enjoying this.
On a recent evening, we had gone swimming but a thunderstorm rolled in and caused us to come inside. We had a quick dinner and then immediately my children looked at me and said, “can we tie you up?†Music to my ears.
Of course, I knew that a big reason they wanted to tie me up was that they wanted to play on the computer and they knew that they could do that if I was tied up. They also seem to enjoy it (tying me up). So obviously I let them. What else was I going to do?
It was around 7:00 PM and Jared tied my wrists behind my back quite securely and then had me sit in a folding chair. He then tied my ankles together. So, there I sat bound hand and foot while they proceeded to play on their devices.
Jared's tying ability has gotten somewhat better and it really felt like I was unable to escape. I was probably tied up for 45 minutes before I felt a weakness in the tie and began to exploit it. Of course, my hands were tied behind my back so everything I did was by feeling. I was able to untie a couple knots and loosen one of the cinching ropes and eventually was able to free one hand, much to the chagrin of Jared. Quickly Jared’s sister Allie looked over and said, “tie him up again!â€
So, it was around 7:50 and I once again allowed Jared to tie my wrists together behind my back. My ankles were still bound and so there I sat again bound hand and foot. Once again it seemed that I was tied up very well and I sat there bound for the better part of an hour, thinking that this time I was not going to be able to escape.
Still, I would occasionally test my bonds. My shoulders began to ache a bit from having my arms pulled behind my back and with my hands behind my back I could not see the ropes, but I would occasionally feel around for any flaws in the way I was tied. Once again, I eventually was able to exploit a slight weakness and slip one hand free. Again, Allie proclaimed, “tie him up again.â€
It was around 9PM and this time Jared decided to try something different and tie my arms individually to each vertical arm of the chair. This was fine with me since my arms would not be pulled behind my back. He made the mistake of tying my arms a bit above my wrists. He also tied my feet individually to each leg of the chair but because he had tied my arms individually to the chair above the wrist I was quickly able to slide the rope down to the thinner part of my wrist and escape. This was my quickest escape of the evening. Once again Allie proclaimed, “tie him up again.â€
This time, with my ankles still bound to the legs of the chair, Jared came back over and tied each wrist individually to the arms of the chair. He made sure he tied each wrist tighter this time and more securely. It was really a very good tie and I was pretty sure that I was either not going to be able to escape or it was going to be very difficult. He left me there once again bound hand and foot.
I tested my bonds for quite some time and I knew that I was tied quite securely. The knots were out of my reach and my wrists were tied quite tightly. I tried but was unable to get my mouth anywhere near any of the knots. I was quite stuck. The options were limited so I alternated between just sitting there tied up and helpless and examining my situation and trying to figure out how to escape.
When I'm tied up like that, I obviously have a lot of time to think and a lot of time to examine my situation. I had been tied up several different ways this evening and I thought of at least one other way that would be fun. In the meantime, it seemed that my right wrist was tied a little less securely than my left wrist so I spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to loosen those ropes but everything I tried was unsuccessful.
Eventually I turned my attention to my left wrist which seemed hopeless. It was extremely well tied and quite tight with several loops of rope. It did not seem that there was much I could do but eventually I was able to find a weakness in those ropes and exploit it. It had been two hours since I had been bound to that chair but I finally got loose. It was well after 11:00. Allie again noticed that I was getting untied and she looked at her brother and said, “tie him up again.â€
Jared began to ask me to put my hands behind my back, but I suggested to him that I had a different idea and he was receptive to it. I told him to tie my wrists together in front. I put my wrists together palm to palm and he wrapped ropes around them several times and tied it off. He then looped rope around the wrist bindings and between my wrists, cinching it tight and tying it off.
I instructed Jared to tie my legs together just above the knees. Then I told him to take the ends of the rope that he used to cinch my wrists together and use it to cinch my leg bindings together behind my knees. He did that but not very securely. My idea was that it would be impossible to get to the knot with the rope behind my knees. I then had him tie my ankles together. He did that and left me tied up that way. It was about 11:30 PM
I fairly quickly discovered that I could reach between my legs and start to untie some knots. I did that and freed my wrists from my legs at which point Allie alerted Jared that I was escaping. He would have none of that. He came over and resecured the ropes and even added another rope or two.
Quite honestly it was a bit sloppy so it only did so much good. With just a little bit of effort I was able to begin untying knots again. Once again Ali alerted him that I was escaping. This repeated itself a couple more times by which time I was becoming a spider web of ropes and knots, most of which weren't helping a whole lot.
Jared finally came back over. He thought about it this time and added a couple more ropes. One of them he tied to the chair below my legs, ran it up between my legs to my wrists, worked it through my wrist bindings and took it back down to the chair and then he pulled this really tight. This greatly tightened the entire binding of my legs and wrists. Somehow it seemed to tighten the ropes that were around my wrists and held everything in place much more effectively. He also took a rope and tied it from my belt behind my back to the chair. Now I was really stuck, and it was just before midnight. He left me to my predicament.
There were so many ropes that I couldn't quite tell how he had managed it, but my wrists were tightly tied together at my legs with the knots totally out of my reach. In fact, at this point there were no knots that were anywhere close to my reach. My wrist bindings were uncomfortably tight so there was no getting out of this without untying some knots. I came to the realization that this was going to be impossible. Many times in the past I came to that realization and then found out otherwise.
Sitting there bound like that, there really wasn’t much else to do so I continually examined my bindings and looked for an avenue of escape. There just wasn't any. I'm not sure I had ever been tied up with quite this much rope and after much trial and error it was proving to be quite effective. I could barely move. Allie and Jared were enjoying this because they could continue to play their games well past their bedtime and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it except verbalize my objections which I wasn't really interested in doing since I was enjoying this so much.
So I sat there, and sat there, and sat there. I frequently examined my bindings, especially my wrist bindings which I could see the most easily. I enjoyed seeing my own wrists bound like that and the feel of sitting there tied so securely with no way of escape. I had often thought about being able to have this kind of experience, so I was relishing every minute of it. At the same time I realized it was getting later and later. I mentioned to Jared and Allie several times about the late hour and they just looked at me and said, “we don't care.â€
This went on and on and I began to think it might continue all night, which I knew was not acceptable. After over 2 ½ hours of sitting there tied up like that, my wrists were really starting to hurt. I told Allie and Jared that the ropes around my wrists were getting really painful and Jared agreed to untie me.
There were a lot of knots and there was a lot of rope. He spent quite some time, probably 10 or 15 minutes, untying various ropes and knots until some of the rope around my wrists finally eased but my wrists were still tied, my belt was still tied to the chair, and my ankles were still tied. He then walked back over to the computer, and I was left tied up, albeit quite a bit less than before.
I was able to reach some knots but the volume of rope and the sheer number of knots was almost overwhelming. A couple times I came to some points where I wasn't sure which knot to work on and it probably took me another 15 or 20 minutes before I finally was able to untie a knot that greatly loosened the ropes around my wrists and still with some significant struggling, I was able to pull my wrists free.
It was 3:00 AM and we were finally done for the evening. I had pretty major rope marks on my wrists and on my legs but it had been one heck of a fun evening. Yes, I escaped several times but I was tied right back up so it was pretty continual over the course of seven hours. The most I had ever been tied up at one time had been three hours so as with my other recent experiences this was a dream come true.
I'm hoping there's a next time and if there is I will tell you about it.
I have recently related the newfound enthusiasm in tie up games by my 9-year-old and 10-year-old. I think that's about the same age I got interested in tie up games. Before I had introduced my children to tie up games it had literally been years since I had been tied up so, yes, I am very much enjoying this.
On a recent evening, we had gone swimming but a thunderstorm rolled in and caused us to come inside. We had a quick dinner and then immediately my children looked at me and said, “can we tie you up?†Music to my ears.
Of course, I knew that a big reason they wanted to tie me up was that they wanted to play on the computer and they knew that they could do that if I was tied up. They also seem to enjoy it (tying me up). So obviously I let them. What else was I going to do?
It was around 7:00 PM and Jared tied my wrists behind my back quite securely and then had me sit in a folding chair. He then tied my ankles together. So, there I sat bound hand and foot while they proceeded to play on their devices.
Jared's tying ability has gotten somewhat better and it really felt like I was unable to escape. I was probably tied up for 45 minutes before I felt a weakness in the tie and began to exploit it. Of course, my hands were tied behind my back so everything I did was by feeling. I was able to untie a couple knots and loosen one of the cinching ropes and eventually was able to free one hand, much to the chagrin of Jared. Quickly Jared’s sister Allie looked over and said, “tie him up again!â€
So, it was around 7:50 and I once again allowed Jared to tie my wrists together behind my back. My ankles were still bound and so there I sat again bound hand and foot. Once again it seemed that I was tied up very well and I sat there bound for the better part of an hour, thinking that this time I was not going to be able to escape.
Still, I would occasionally test my bonds. My shoulders began to ache a bit from having my arms pulled behind my back and with my hands behind my back I could not see the ropes, but I would occasionally feel around for any flaws in the way I was tied. Once again, I eventually was able to exploit a slight weakness and slip one hand free. Again, Allie proclaimed, “tie him up again.â€
It was around 9PM and this time Jared decided to try something different and tie my arms individually to each vertical arm of the chair. This was fine with me since my arms would not be pulled behind my back. He made the mistake of tying my arms a bit above my wrists. He also tied my feet individually to each leg of the chair but because he had tied my arms individually to the chair above the wrist I was quickly able to slide the rope down to the thinner part of my wrist and escape. This was my quickest escape of the evening. Once again Allie proclaimed, “tie him up again.â€
This time, with my ankles still bound to the legs of the chair, Jared came back over and tied each wrist individually to the arms of the chair. He made sure he tied each wrist tighter this time and more securely. It was really a very good tie and I was pretty sure that I was either not going to be able to escape or it was going to be very difficult. He left me there once again bound hand and foot.
I tested my bonds for quite some time and I knew that I was tied quite securely. The knots were out of my reach and my wrists were tied quite tightly. I tried but was unable to get my mouth anywhere near any of the knots. I was quite stuck. The options were limited so I alternated between just sitting there tied up and helpless and examining my situation and trying to figure out how to escape.
When I'm tied up like that, I obviously have a lot of time to think and a lot of time to examine my situation. I had been tied up several different ways this evening and I thought of at least one other way that would be fun. In the meantime, it seemed that my right wrist was tied a little less securely than my left wrist so I spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to loosen those ropes but everything I tried was unsuccessful.
Eventually I turned my attention to my left wrist which seemed hopeless. It was extremely well tied and quite tight with several loops of rope. It did not seem that there was much I could do but eventually I was able to find a weakness in those ropes and exploit it. It had been two hours since I had been bound to that chair but I finally got loose. It was well after 11:00. Allie again noticed that I was getting untied and she looked at her brother and said, “tie him up again.â€
Jared began to ask me to put my hands behind my back, but I suggested to him that I had a different idea and he was receptive to it. I told him to tie my wrists together in front. I put my wrists together palm to palm and he wrapped ropes around them several times and tied it off. He then looped rope around the wrist bindings and between my wrists, cinching it tight and tying it off.
I instructed Jared to tie my legs together just above the knees. Then I told him to take the ends of the rope that he used to cinch my wrists together and use it to cinch my leg bindings together behind my knees. He did that but not very securely. My idea was that it would be impossible to get to the knot with the rope behind my knees. I then had him tie my ankles together. He did that and left me tied up that way. It was about 11:30 PM
I fairly quickly discovered that I could reach between my legs and start to untie some knots. I did that and freed my wrists from my legs at which point Allie alerted Jared that I was escaping. He would have none of that. He came over and resecured the ropes and even added another rope or two.
Quite honestly it was a bit sloppy so it only did so much good. With just a little bit of effort I was able to begin untying knots again. Once again Ali alerted him that I was escaping. This repeated itself a couple more times by which time I was becoming a spider web of ropes and knots, most of which weren't helping a whole lot.
Jared finally came back over. He thought about it this time and added a couple more ropes. One of them he tied to the chair below my legs, ran it up between my legs to my wrists, worked it through my wrist bindings and took it back down to the chair and then he pulled this really tight. This greatly tightened the entire binding of my legs and wrists. Somehow it seemed to tighten the ropes that were around my wrists and held everything in place much more effectively. He also took a rope and tied it from my belt behind my back to the chair. Now I was really stuck, and it was just before midnight. He left me to my predicament.
There were so many ropes that I couldn't quite tell how he had managed it, but my wrists were tightly tied together at my legs with the knots totally out of my reach. In fact, at this point there were no knots that were anywhere close to my reach. My wrist bindings were uncomfortably tight so there was no getting out of this without untying some knots. I came to the realization that this was going to be impossible. Many times in the past I came to that realization and then found out otherwise.
Sitting there bound like that, there really wasn’t much else to do so I continually examined my bindings and looked for an avenue of escape. There just wasn't any. I'm not sure I had ever been tied up with quite this much rope and after much trial and error it was proving to be quite effective. I could barely move. Allie and Jared were enjoying this because they could continue to play their games well past their bedtime and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it except verbalize my objections which I wasn't really interested in doing since I was enjoying this so much.
So I sat there, and sat there, and sat there. I frequently examined my bindings, especially my wrist bindings which I could see the most easily. I enjoyed seeing my own wrists bound like that and the feel of sitting there tied so securely with no way of escape. I had often thought about being able to have this kind of experience, so I was relishing every minute of it. At the same time I realized it was getting later and later. I mentioned to Jared and Allie several times about the late hour and they just looked at me and said, “we don't care.â€
This went on and on and I began to think it might continue all night, which I knew was not acceptable. After over 2 ½ hours of sitting there tied up like that, my wrists were really starting to hurt. I told Allie and Jared that the ropes around my wrists were getting really painful and Jared agreed to untie me.
There were a lot of knots and there was a lot of rope. He spent quite some time, probably 10 or 15 minutes, untying various ropes and knots until some of the rope around my wrists finally eased but my wrists were still tied, my belt was still tied to the chair, and my ankles were still tied. He then walked back over to the computer, and I was left tied up, albeit quite a bit less than before.
I was able to reach some knots but the volume of rope and the sheer number of knots was almost overwhelming. A couple times I came to some points where I wasn't sure which knot to work on and it probably took me another 15 or 20 minutes before I finally was able to untie a knot that greatly loosened the ropes around my wrists and still with some significant struggling, I was able to pull my wrists free.
It was 3:00 AM and we were finally done for the evening. I had pretty major rope marks on my wrists and on my legs but it had been one heck of a fun evening. Yes, I escaped several times but I was tied right back up so it was pretty continual over the course of seven hours. The most I had ever been tied up at one time had been three hours so as with my other recent experiences this was a dream come true.
I'm hoping there's a next time and if there is I will tell you about it.