03 - Surprising Babysitting Session
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By barbara
Wed Jul 15 10:19:19 Ora legale Europa occidentale 1998
Barbara writing again from Italy.
When I was 19 I went to babysit a boy (called Marco) who lived near my house. His father was an engineer old friend of my family and I had been three other times to babysit Marco (12 years old) before.
I went his home at 9 pm and we had fun playing risiko untill 11 pm that was the hour he used to go to sleep.
That time he asked me to play once more a little stupid game of cards. He said that the loser would pay the forfeit. I agreed on condition that he would go to sleep straight after. So I asked: "What forfeit?" He said that the forfeit was to get tied up for 15 minutes. I was amazed and said that I didn't want at all to pay a forfeit like that. But he insisted on telling that he had saw his mother two days before paying a forfeit like that one.
I became very curious about that matter and told him that I could agree to play once again with this kind of forfeit if he would explaine that story. After swearing not to tell anything to anyone I eventually succeeded in knowing that strange event.
He told me that two days before, in the evening he had gone to sleep as usual but he had woken later and had gone in the kitchen to drink some water. Passing in front of the door of the living room he saw the door closed and having heard the father's voice had peeped through the keyhole.
There were the cards scattered on the table and his father was tieing up his mother to a chair. Marco watched for a while but when his Dad came towards the door he run on bed pretending to be sleeping. Later he returned quietly to watch through the keyhole and his Mom was still tied to that chair.
"Now I told you the story. We must play, you promised".
So we played and in four minutes I had lost.
"OK -he said - Now seat on this chair and be quiet as I have to tie you up and gag".
I jumped to my feet: " Ehi, we said nothing about gagging. This isn't worth".
"But when Mom pays the forfeit she is gagged too. I saw it on a picture".
"What picture?" Again I had to swear not to tell to anyone and he took me in the parent's bedroom. Then he picked up a little key from a pocket of the dad's jacket in the closet and opened a drawer. There was a envelop with some pictures of his Mom tied up on a stool and gagged with a ball stuffed in her mouth. She was wearing only panties and bra. Into the drawer, near the envelop, there were also a pair of handcuff and a rubber ball fastened to two straps that had been used to gag her in the picture. I had never seen a ballgag before.
I got quite schoked and didn't know what to say. He closed the drawer and we came back to his bedroom.
"Now you saw and it is your forfeit time". "All right! But if I don't succeed in freeing me after 15 minutes, you must promise to do it, and .... no gag! OK?" He smiled and promised. I tried to convince him to tie my hand in front of me but he insisted so I agree to seat on the chair putting my arms behind the back and got tied up. I noticed at soon that Marco had obviously learnt how to tie a person up because the ropes were pulled and knotted very carefully. I could never free myself. When I was all trussed up he said to wait for a while and left after switching off the light. So I was helpless in the dark, strictly bound to this chair and started to call him. Eventually he came back and said I was doing too much noise. He came behind me without turning on the light and as I opened my mouth he gagged me with the ballgag I had seen before in the drawer near the pictures. Then he turned on the light and sat on the bed staring at my struggles. I had never seen a ballgag before that day and never had been gagged with that stuff. It was quite effective and realizing to be able neither to spit it out nor to close my mouth I went like crazy and got excited as well but I didnt't want him to notice it.
"If you don't act for the best you'll never get free" he told me and I'm sure he was getting excited too looking at my body strictly bound.
After about 20 minutes he freed me from the gag and went to dry it and to put it in his proper place into the drawer. Then came back to me and untied the knots.
That was for me a very unforgettable experience, and i believe he made use of me with a trap in order to realize a sexual fantasy. Later in the summer he succeeded in tieing me up again. I knew what was going to happen and as I wanted to enjoy my helplessness I let him tie me up and gag with a scarf in the garden behind his house. But this is another story.
The moral of the story is that if you like tieup games as a sexual play you must pay attention to your kids. Often they know and it's likely they try to enjoy themselves in the same way.
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barbara's stories
- 01 - A tie up story from Italy (m/f)
- 02 - Carlo and me (m/f)
- 03 - Surprising Babysitting Session (m/f)
- 04 - A little joke (m/f)