"Please Tabitha, only for a bit!" said Tony, the little boy I was babysitting. "I want to do it before Uncle gets here!"
I sighed. I really didn't like playing kidnapped with kids. They never understood when you should let someone go and took it too far. But there were so many shows with the bad guys capturing the heroes or a damsel in distress that was I really surprised kids wanted to do it too?
No, I wasn't.
Just like I couldn't be surprised when so many people grew up with bondage kinks after watching someone get tied up in cartoons since they were five.
"Fine, but only the arms and legs. You have way too much rope there." I replied.
Little Tony smiled and set down the rest of the rope, making sure to hold onto two pieces.
You'd think he was trying to tie up ten people with how much rope the kid found.
"Ok, sit on the couch, put your hands behind your back!" He demanded.
I guess we were starting.
I did what he asked and Tony hopped up behind me and went to work. The rope circled around my wrists and he finished it off by circling between my wrists. Making the rope seem like handcuffs.
He then came around to my front and did the same with my ankles.
Tony had just finished a fancy knot, which I assume he did to my wrists too, making the knot in between my ankles so I couldn't access them easily, when the doorbell rang.
"Awwwww, already?" He said.
I looked at the clock. His uncle was an hour early!
"Ok Tony, you need to untie me so I can let your uncle in." I said.
But Tony just took off towards the door and said, "Don't worry, I got it!"
Dammit. This is exactly what I was worried about. At least the Uncle I'm sure will untie me.
Tony opened the door and a man with a 6ft frame and medium build walked in. He had some scruff around his face and green eyes. He was also young looking, around my age of early twenties.
The man looked over and me and one of his eyebrows went up.
"Uh, hello. Name's Adam." The Uncle, Adam, said.
"Hi, my name's Tabitha." I said, then did an awkward side wave with my bound hands.
"Go wait in the car Tony. I'll be right out. Just going to help our friend get out of the little bind she's in." Adam chuckled at his pun.
"Ok!" Tony said before grabbing his bag and making his way towards the door.
I thought I saw Adam give the kid some money when he passed him, but couldn't think of a logical reason he'd do that.
Adam made his way towards me, a bit of evil in his eyes but I figured I was imagining it.
He first looked at my wrists then said, "If you want to know what a real criminal would do, he would definitely make these tighter."
I felt the rope tighten around my wrists then said, "Hey wait, you are supposed to be untying me."
"Right right, I am just trying to educate you a little before I do. Let me see your ankles." Adam then strolled over to where my feet were and checked out my ankles. "The kid sure knows how to tie a knot! However a real criminal would also tighten these."
Then he tightened my ankle bonds as well!
"Ok, you showed me what a real criminal would do, now please untie me." I begged.
"I think I like you too much as my captive."
My eyes went wide.
"My captive can move around way too much though." He said. Then he looked over at the pile of rope Tony left and smirked.
"Uh, isn't Tony waiting in the car?" I asked, starting to get really nervous. Hopefully he would go home, I could just find some scissors in the kitchen.
Adam picked up a length of rope and came over to me. Then he studied the rope like he was considering something, before putting it down next to me. He reached into his pocket with his free hand but I couldn't see what he was pulling out.
I let out a sigh of relief since he set down the rope before Adam said, "Nah, the kid's probably on the way to a grocery store to use the money I just gave him."
"What?" I choked out.
Suddenly something came at my face, it looked like some sort of rag. I tried to turn my head and scramble away but Adam got on top of me so he was straddling me then continued to stuff the rag into my mouth.
"Yea, he's just some kid I met. We aren't related at all." He chuckled.
Once the rag was fully inside my mouth he produced a small roll of duct tape. Probably from his back pocket as well, then started to wrap the tape around my head. He made sure to press the tape down so it'd seal my lips.
He then grabbed the rope he had before and looked down at me. "I should give the kid a bonus for getting you so nicely tied and leaving extra rope. He couldn't have made it any easier. I was just going to knock you out with something but this is way more fun."
I gasped with surprise and tried to buck him off, but he was too heavy. Still, he knew what I was trying to do.
"Ah ah ah," He scolded. "You can't go anywhere anymore. Because guess what? I'm a real criminal, so I won't let you get away now."
Then he flipped me over and I felt the new piece of rope work its way around my elbows. The rope pulled them together before I felt him cinch it to make a final knot. After he was satisfied, he got off me briefly and retrieved more rope, working these stripes around my knees and thighs.
"Ok, I'm going to go get your personal transportation box out of my van. I made it just for you!" Adam said, then he got up and left with a skip in his step.
Figuring this was my only chance, I quickly tried to untie my wrists. But the rope was in between them! The damn kid really did make sure I couldn't get out of these bonds without assistance.
When he came back it was with a giant box. I didn't know how he got it through the door, I was too busy trying to get out of my bonds.
"Isn't it beautiful? I've been planning this for a while. I always thought you were beautiful, Tabitha, but you needed to be mine."
He starts to unpack the box. There were apparently items already in there, one of them being a drill! Then I see him taking out screws in a tiny cardboard box.
He also unpacks several chunks of wood. They all have padding on one of the sides and the padding makes a half circle cut out in the wood. When he finishes, he turns to me and says, "Alright, time to get the packing started."
Even though I'm trying to hinder the process by squirming as much as I can, he still easily picks me up and puts me standing in the box.
The side facing him is open, so I try to just hop out, but before I can he shoves a piece of wood at my feet and starts drilling.
I found that an identical piece of wood was already behind my feet, with a half circle of padding pressed against my ankles. By him putting in the other half circle of wood, it effectively squishes my feet even more together, and makes sure they stay in one place. Both pieces form a padded circle around my ankles, exactly to my size. With the extra bond making sure I couldn't get out of the box, I started to thrash as a last ditch effort.
If my struggles made securing me in the box any harder, he doesn't show it. He just finishes drilling in the screws, effectively securing the wood.
Next he lines up another piece around my waist and drills this in as well. Lastly is my shoulders.
