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dudalb : 10 - Aunt Judith Strikes Back! (F/mf)

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By dudalb

Thu Aug 20 18:05:01 PDT 1998

(This tale picks up where my Tying Up Aunt Judith post ends).

The next two days all seemed backed to normal. We kidded Aunt Judith about how we had her bound and gagged and at our mercy and she kidded us back about how her kids were being influenced by their Meshugge Goyim Mishpoche (Crazy Gentile Relatives).

Judith had learned Yiddish as a kid in order to speak to her grandparents, and taught us a lot of very colorful expressions - some of them pretty off color - and many of which I use today. Only in America-a German Irish kid using Yiddish expressions! Incidentally Goyim just mean non-Jew and is in no way derogatory. This is just to counter some of the crap the web neo- nazis are putting out about it meaning Stupid Cattle, It does not. Internet Neo-nazis! I really hate these guys.....

Thursday Night Uncle WIll was gone on business again, and Aunt Judith had the day off. We got up as usual. Shula and I -by now we had become a team - were talking about going out to a movie when Aunt Judith asked us to come upstairs.

We went, having no idea what she wanted. She met us in the hallway, smiling. "I just thought I'd tell you how much fun I had when I was kidnapped the other Night".

Alarm bells begun to go off in the back of my mind. Shula just looked surprised.

"So much fun that I want to share it with you two Maziks". This is a Yiddish term I heard her call Shula a year ago when they were down visiting us. It means Mischievous Kid.

"So I've recruited some other Maziks to help me". At this both Shula's and my Siblings came out of the nearest room with supersoakers and Water pistols pointed at us. They had defected to Aunt Judith's side. We both realized the tables had turned. Aunt Judith, for whatever reason, had decided to punish us by using our own little game against us. We both raised our hand and awaited our fates.

We were led into the same room where Aunt Judith had been bound and gagged. One look around the room showed Shula and I were to suffer the same fate. Two kitchen chairs had been placed a few feet apart, one on each side of the bed next to a bedpost, and the same pile of stuff we had used to tie up Aunt Judith was on the bed. Without a word, Shula and I just walked over to the chairs, sat down and awaited the inevitable.

Judith said "I'm glad you decided to make this easy". She picked up a strip of cloth, walked over to Shula, and told her to put her hands behind the chair. Judith proceeded to tie her daughter's wrists. By watching I could see she was doing a good job of it.

She saw me watching and said "I learned this at summer camp just like I suspect Shula did, though I haven't done this for a long time. But I think I remember enough to make sure you two won't be going anywhere for an hour or so". As soon as she was done with Shula, Judith tied my wrists behind my chair. Judith's memory was excellent. My hands were very firmly tied.

She then took a strip of cloth and tied Shula's ankles together ,then did the same to mine.

"Would you other Maziks like to help?" Judith said. Chris leaped forward and the little traitor tied Shula knees together and then did the same with mine, exactly the way she had tied Judith's knees.

"I know she helped tie me up", Judith said, "but I'm letting her off. It's the ring leaders I want to share the fun I had".

Judith then took a 20 foot length of clothesline and tied Shula's elbows and body to the chair. She did the same to me with another 20 foot length of clothesline. She then asked up if we were feeling any pain or having any numbness, We both said no.. Actually I was enjoying being tied up by Aunt Judith, but I don't think Shula shared my feelings. She looked a little glum. I guess she thought she had really put on over on her mother.

Judith left the gagging to the other kids. First Shula had a clean sock put in her mouth and was then cleave gagged with a scarf. I received the same treatment.As a final touch Judith took a long scarf, tied it around my already bound wrists and tied the other end to the bedpost. She did the same to Shula. This meant we could not scoot our chairs together and work on our bonds.

Judith checked the gags to see that they were neither too tight or too loose, than said "Now you can have the same fun I did. About an hour of fun should be enough".She was smiling and laughing while she said this.

She then sat down on the bed, took up a book and started reading. At no time did she give any sign of anger. She seemed to be just playing the same game we played with her except this time Judith was the captor.

Shula and I pulled against our ropes trying to free ourselves. We failed. I felt for knots but Judith had put the knots where my fingers could not get a good grip on them. I saw that Shula was doing the same with no more luck. I just gave up but Shula continued to struggle. Our one chance would have been to maneuver ourselves so we could free each others wrists. Judith's tying our wrists to the bedposts stopped this.

Shula kept up her struggles for nearly half an hour before she gave and sat back in her bonds. Judith occasionally glanced at us, and a couple of times checked to see that our breathing was okay.

At the end of one hour, Judith untied and ungagged us.

"I hope you had a much fun as I did!" Judith said. Shula and I just kept quiet and went out of the room.

An hour later all was back to normal and Judith only made an occasionally joking reference to our game. But Shula and I discussed whether Judith was punishing us or just playing the game we had started. Shula doubted it was punishment. According to her Judith would have punished us immediately after she was untied. She could tell when her Mom was angry, and she was not angry after we had untied her. If anything, Shula said, she seemed a little embarrassed by falling for our practical joke. Shula felt Judith knew we intended no malice or harm or even rebellion - just playing a joke on a grown up and the proper response was to beat us at our own game which she did. My respect for Aunt Judith went up a lot. But both Shula and I decided it ever a chance would present it self we would continue the game with Aunt Judith, And a couple of months later the chance did present itself. But the game was over for the present.

A couple of days later my siblings and I returned home,and begun to adjust to the reality of having a single parent. My mom and dad eventually reconcile but that was in the future.

May be as a form of distraction, we played our tying up games with more enthusiasm then ever. So i have more tales to tell...


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