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The Longest Week of my Life!

by Charlie

Day 1: Saturday

I woke up that Saturday morning, the first day of our no-adult week, after checking my watch – it was 10:00 AM. I grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I must be the only kid who never complied about taking a bath! I finished, got dressed and went to the living room; Max was already there sitting on the couch holding a bowl of cereals with milk and watching a movie; I went to the kitchen, grabbed a bowl and filled it with cornflakes and milk, then I went back to the living room and sat next to Max

“What are you watching?” I asked him

“Some weird horror movie” he said, we stared at the TV and started with our favorite pastime: Making fun of the horror movies with comments like “why did she ran towards the killer?” or “did nobody notice that weird guy starring at her?”, as the movie progressed, soon Andy appeared and join us in our comments, as the movie progressed, there came this part in which the girl finally got captured by the serial killer, got tied to a chair while the killer prepared to give her a painful death. (“Oh, that was so original!” said Andy)

“Look at her wrists!” said Max "they aren’t even tied tight, I mean, I could easy escape form that!"

“You think that?” I said "Remember the last time we tied you up? You couldn’t escape and then you started crying like a baby!"

“I was eight years old!” said Max, a little pissed while me and Andy laughed at him, "And you said you were going to leave me all night!” We laughed again.

“So you think you would be able to escape if we tied you up?” Andy asked.

Max shook his head, so we decided to test him…

“It would be fun,” I thought.

I ran to my room and picked up the old ropes that we sued when playing cowboys; then I noticed my old bandana,the one I used to look like a real cowboy, and got an idea. I grabbed it, put it in my pocket and then rushed downstairs; Max was already sitting on a chair waiting for the ropes.

Max crossed his wrists behind the chair and we proceeded to bind them; then Andy started tying his chest and stomach to the back of the chair while I tied his thighs, knees and ankles together; finally I grabbed a long rope, tied it to his ankles, pulled them backwards under the chair so they weren’t touching the floor and tied the rope to his wrists.

“Isn’t this too much?” Max asked quite nervously once he realized it would be more difficult than he thought.

“I don’t think so,” Andy said; then we sat back on the couch to finish watching the movie while Max struggled. Fom time to time we turned around to tease him with remarks like “getting tired?” or “keep struggling, you’re almost done!” I could see in his eyes the determination to get free although it was obvious that he would never escape.

Finally the movie ended and we returned our attention to Max

“So… Are you free?” I asked teasing him; he grunted and told us to release him; Andy was going to untie him but I held him up and whispered to him what my plan was; he smiled and nodded in approval; we both walked towards Max

“What are you guys up to?” asked my cousin feeling quite intimidated. I smiled and took the bandanna from my pocket

“What is that for?” Mike realized our plan and started pleading to us not to do that.

“Open wide Max!” I said. As you may imagine, Max closed his lips and refused to open them, so Andy had to cover his nose forcing him to open his mouth to breathe; I took that chance to stuff the bandanna between his teeth and tied it behind his neck.

“Mmmm!” Max said, trying to speak through his gag. Following my scheme, I moved around him and placed myself on his exposed feet while Andy approached to his torso. At my signal we started tickling him; I ran my finger over Max’s feet while Andy did the same through his ribs and belly. Max laughed and squirmed trying to get free, his eyes filled up with tears and his wrists started getting red from the struggle as he pleaded us to stop; finally we decided to give him some rest.

“Hey Max, you are crying again!” I said teasing him, knowing full well the tears were from the tickles. He looked at me and groaned something. I stared at him, he was covered with sweat from the struggling and the tickle session; it was a really hot summer so I figured he might be really hot with all those ropes

“Listen, I’m going to take off the gag, but if you do any noise it will come back to its place, alright?” I asked him, Max shook his head so I took off his gag

“Thanks” he muttered while I sent Andy to the kitchen for a glass of water; we gave it to Max

“Thanks, I really needed it!” he said, then he tested again his knots, “Uh is there any chance you can untie me?” he asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, he leaned his back against the chair resigned to his fate; it was getting late so we went to the kitchen to make some sandwiches for lunch and discuss what to do with him.

“I bet Max will be hungry by now,” Andy said.

“Yeah, so?” I asked

“Well, I bet it would be terrible if he had to watch us eating these sandwiches!”

I got what my brother meant; we grabbed some sandwiches, put them on a plate and walked to the living room, Max’s eyes sparkled when he saw the food; we sat on the couch in front of him and started eating the sandwiches.

“Hey guys…uh… what about me?”

“You can watch us if you want” said Andy.

“Come on guys I’m starving!” Max pleaded to us.

“Sorry, but you will be able to eat once you get free” I told him. Max gave me a determined look and started squirming (it’s amazing what people do when they're hungry!); meanwhile, we kept eating and saying how wonderful they tasted; eventually, we finished the sandwiches.

“Well what you want to do now?” I asked Andy

“Guys! Please!” said Max

“I think he has had enough” I said. We both laughed.

“You are evil!” said Max starring at us while we went to the kitchen, a few seconds later we came back with more sandwiches, I sat in front of Max and started feeding him.

“No mustard?” he asked

“Shut up and eat!"

Once Max finished, we started untying him.

“So it’s over?” Max asked.

“We haven’t finished with you yet!”

We untied Max, leaving just his hands tied. We forced him to march upstairs to his room, the guests’ bedroom.

“Chuck, help me with him,” said Andy as he forced Max to lie on his bed, I tied his ankles to the bed posts, then we untied his hands, in a last attempt to regain his freedom Max tried to fight us but we managed to hold his hands down, Andy remove his t-shirt and we tied his hands to the bed posts leaving him in an “X” shape.

“What are you going to do to me?” asked Max anxiously.

“You’ll see...” I said and walk to the laundry basket from which I extracted a pair of his dirty socks; upon seeing them Max started shaking and pleading us not to do that, but we didn’t listen. I stuffed one sock into Max’s mouth and Andy hurried to put some duct tape over it; we laughed watching how Max shook his head and moved his lips trying to spit the sock. Finally Andy started tickling his feet while I took care of his armpits and his chest making him shake more violently; in the end I had to go to the bathroom so we decided to give Max a break.

I spent some time in the bathroom thinking of what to do with Max. I got done, washed my hands and went back to the guests’ room.

“Ready for mor…” my heart stopped when I entered and found the bed empty; Max or Andy weren’t anywhere to be seen… I started moving backwards when I felt someone behind me; before I could turn around, my arms were pulled behind my back and my wrists were quickly tied together.

“Revenge is sweet!” Max whispered in my ear; finally he let me go and I turned around. Max was standing in front of me; next to him was Andy, holding some ropes.

“Traitor!” I shouted

“Sorry, Chuck, but Max made me an offer I couldn’t refuse!” Andy said; they pushed me to the bed and started tying my ankles together, my efforts to fight against them were futile: ultimately my ankles and knees were tied together.

“Open wide!"

I made and effort to shut my mouth but Andy started tickling my ankles, when I opened my mouth to laugh Max stuffed a sock in it, the same one I used to gag him! Before I could spit it, my mouth was sealed with duct tape. It was really disgusting, first because it was a dirty sock, second because it was wet it someone else’s drool. While I was busy trying not to vomit from the gag, my hands were untied, my t-shirt was removed and my hands were retied again, this time accompanied by my shoulders;, they ended up hogtying me.

“So who’s laughing now?” Max asked. I groaned while both kids laughed

“It’s tickling time!” Andy said.

“Wait a second!” Max stopped my brother, grabbed my t-shirt and used it to blindfold me, then I fell how more ropes were wrapped around my ankles and wrists and tied to the bed posts preventing me from squirming around

“Now IT’S tickle time!” said Max, I fell 20 fingers running across my feet, my armpits and my ribs; I arched my back and laughed in my gag as the torture proceeded. Although it lasted only five minutes, I felt like if they were hours. By the time they stopped, I was gasping and covered with sweat.

“See you later Chuck!” said Max and both guys left me alone.

I didn’t have time to waste so I started struggling trying to reach the knots, but the bonds were pretty tight so I barely could move a few inches, finally. I gave up and hanged my head, resigned to my fate.

About an hour later, my wrists and elbows were aching; I was falling asleep when I heard footsteps entering the room.

“So how is our prisoner?”

“Mmmm!"

“Yeah I know… I know"

“Mmmm!” I shouted angrily, I felt that someone sat next to me.

“Don’t worry, Charles, it will be soon over!” said Max rubbing my head. For some reason I didn’t feel very safe after he said that.

“Mmmm!"

“What? My brother is afraid?” said Andy

“If I were free you’d know who is to be afraid, you little rat!” I thought.

“You must be hungry, so we brought you something to eat!” Max said while Andy untied the ropes that were binding me to the bed, Max took off the blindfold so I could see; it was getting dark outside! Mike had put a dish with two pizza slices in front of me. He peeled the tape from my mouth, I wasted no time in spitting the dirty sock.

“Well, enjoy your dinner!"

“Hey! Aren’t you going to help me?” I asked, still hogtied.

“Uh… no,” Max said. I rolled my eyes and dragged myself closer to the dish, then I started eating pizza without my hands; when I was done, both guys were laughing at me

“What?” I asked, Andy ran to our dad’s bedroom and came back with a small mirror, he put it at face height, allowing me to see my reflection: There was a red spot of sauce around my mouth climbing through my cheeks and nose, I laughed at my reflection and stared at Max.

“A little help would be nice!”

After laughing at me Max went to the bathroom and came back with some toiler paper which he used as a napkin to clean p my face.

“Much better!” he said, then he grabbed the roll of duct tape.

“Hey not agaimmmm!” Max put a few strips of tape over my mouth, then both kids untied my hands, before I could fight against them, they retied them in front of me.

“Listen,” Max said, “we are going to let you go to the bathroom, if you try to escape….well, let’s say that you’ll have an unpleasant night!” he said with a grin; I looked helplessly at him and then turned to Andy.

“Sorry dude, but you’re alone.”

I walked towards the bathroom; it was kind of difficult to pee with my hands tied but finally I managed to do it.

As soon as I went out of the bath, the guys grabbed me and took me to my bedroom; there they pulled my bound hands above my head and tied them to the headboard, then they pulled down my shorts

“Mmmm!” I protested looking at my black underwear

“It’s for you to be more comfortable!” Andy said; both guys tied my ankles together to the other end of the bed.

“I think that’s all for today… Good night Charles!” Max said.

“Good night Chuck!” said Andy, then both guys turned off the lights and closed the door.

I turned around and watched my clock…8:37! I hanged my head, it would be at least two hours before I could start feeling sleepy; since I didn’t have anything better to do I decided to try and escape again.

First I looked at my ankles; from what I could see in the dark, and what I felt, the knots were really tight, there was no way to free them without my hands and then I turned to my hands, the knots seemed really tight and out of reach. Suddenly, I noticed something, usually when my hands get tied up there is a red spot around my wrists, nothing serious, it usually disappears as soon as the ropes are removed, but this time there wasn’t a red spot, that meant that the loop wasn’t too tight! I rubbed my wrists against each other to test my theory, I was right! The ropes moved a little bit, maybe if I could rub my wrists enough I could manage to slip them from the loop; then I thought about what to do next. If they found me, they would easily overpower me and tie me again, in a way which I knew I would never escape. So I decided to wait till they'd goto sleep, then I would escape and prepare my revenge.

The time passed slowly and I listened for their footsteps; from time to time, I heard someone walking down the hallway but it was to go to the bath or to pick something from a room, finally the footsteps started fading; it was about 10:30 when I heard someone coming, I decided to pretend to be asleep so I closed my eyes.

I heard someone opening the door; the stranger approached me.

“Chuck! Chuck! Are you awake?” Max asked; I pretended to be asleep, suddenly, Max’s fingers started running across my belly. I opened my eyes and started laughing, Max smiled and stopped.

“Sorry, I just wanted to check if you were okay.”

“Mmmm!” I protested.

“Yeah… you’re okay.”

I checked him, he was shirtless and barefoot, wearing only a pair of blue shorts, his sleeping outfit, I deduced that he was going to sleep.

“Well, I’ll let you sleep… see you tomorrow!” he said and walked away. Just like I predicted, I heard him walking down the hallway to his room and closing the door, I smiled to myself and started rubbing my wrists, after fifteen minutes I managed to slip one of them.

“Freedom!” I thought. I slipped the other hand and sat up; after peeling the tape from my mouth, I started untying my ankles.

© 2009 by Charlie

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