Kari the snoop. MF/f
Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2021 5:20 pm
Hey it’s me 
, another story of my personal tie up adventures. Let me know if you have any requests, like new ideas for a story. Or suggestions on how to make my stories better.
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I breathed in the salty sea air, and with a smile I exhale. I am Kari, 13 years old with brown shoulder length hair and green eyes. I held my hands behind my back as I walked down the beach on a Saturday morning. Dressed in a white T-shirt and grey cargo shorts, I walked down along the shore line with the waves repeatedly washing over my bare feet.
There was no one in sight, being a small little beach hidden away by trees. And the ends of the beach runs into a rock wall. It was perfect, the salty air, warm sun with the feeling of sand under my feet made it all relaxing.
I got to the end of the beach, and I decided to explore. The rock wall wasn’t really big, and I saw that I could probably go around it through the trees, seeing that the wall slopped down into the trees. Being carful to not step on something sharp, I walked into the trees and made my way around.
It was about a 20 minute walk, but when I got to the ocean on the other side of that wall, I was surprised to find a old looking boat at a wooden boat dock. The boat was pretty big, looked like it had multiple floors in it, however it looked abandoned by how it looks.
I slowly went to the wooden docks, carefully making my way over to the boat. There was a small rope ladder hanging off the side of the boat to the dock, and i decided to climb on it. So I got onto the deck and looked around. The deck had crates and other wooden things scattered about.
“Hey what you doing here?” I turned to see a middle aged woman standing at a doorway leading into the cabin. “I-umm I was just looking around” I said, but then I saw something threw a crack in one of the wooden crates...gold.
I looked at it for a moment before looking around the deck at the other crates then back at the woman. She had long black hair and green eyes, wearing a white polo shirt and khaki pants with brown sandals. “Think you seen enough” the woman said coming up to me and taking me by the right arm.
“Let go of me!” I yelled and fight to get free. The door opened again, and a man came out “what is going on?” He looked the same aged as the woman, wearing a blue polo shirt and blue jeans with tennis shoes, has brown short hair and blue eyes.
“Looks like we got a snoop” the woman said still having a strong grip on my arm. The man walked over and asked me “what did you see?” “Nothing” I said “I didn’t see anything.”
“She’s lying” the woman said, then the man said “get her below deck.” The man took my left arm and together they led into the cabin. We went though some hallways and down some stairs before they took me into a room with a small window, a armless wooden chair sat by a wooden desk on the far side.
The woman pulled the chair into the middle of the room, and the man forced me to sit down in it. The man pulled my hands behind my back and around the chair and began tying them while the woman came in front of me. I watched her without a word as she take a roll of black duct tape, she gagged me with four pieces of tape.
The man finished tying my hands up, and started wrapping white rope around me and the back of the chair. Meanwhile the woman started tying my ankles together, then my thighs to the seat of the chair.
The man says “come on, we got some decisions to make.” And both him and the woman walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.
I didn’t do much for a while, I knew it would be useless to struggle, tied up like this. The ropes were tight, and when I slightly pulled to try to adjust myself it hurt a little. I was thankful that the room was air conditioned, so it wasn’t hot. Actually it was almost too cold.
I started to feel around for the knot on the rope binding my hands, but couldn’t find it, must be out of my reach. Then I start to pull and tug, hoping to find some slack. I start to really struggle, pulling and tugging as hard as I can, ignoring the ropes digging into my skin.
One point I found the ropes binding my ankles started to grow a little slack, so I started to focus on my feet to try and get them free. Slowly, but surely I managed to loosen the rope enough to slip my feet out. But just as I slipped out, the door opened and the woman walked in. She noticed my feet were no longer tied and looked at me “trying to escape are you?”
She brings over a bucket and sat it on the floor upside down and sat on it infront of me. She lifts my feet onto her lap and started tying them up again while she says “we decided to keep you until we get to the next dock tomorrow. That is a town were you can find a way home.”
“Mmmph” I moan as she tighten the ropes around my ankles. “By that point, our operation will be completed and no trace of our cargo. As if you’re going to say anything anyways, right?” To that I shake my head “mmm mmmph.”
“That’s right” the woman says, then stroked the bottom of my left foot with her finger, I flinched sharply because it tickled. The woman says “until then, behave and nothing will happen to you.” I nod my head, and the woman left the room closing the door.
I looked out the small window, and sighed. This is going to be a long trip,
, another story of my personal tie up adventures. Let me know if you have any requests, like new ideas for a story. Or suggestions on how to make my stories better.***************************
I breathed in the salty sea air, and with a smile I exhale. I am Kari, 13 years old with brown shoulder length hair and green eyes. I held my hands behind my back as I walked down the beach on a Saturday morning. Dressed in a white T-shirt and grey cargo shorts, I walked down along the shore line with the waves repeatedly washing over my bare feet.
There was no one in sight, being a small little beach hidden away by trees. And the ends of the beach runs into a rock wall. It was perfect, the salty air, warm sun with the feeling of sand under my feet made it all relaxing.
I got to the end of the beach, and I decided to explore. The rock wall wasn’t really big, and I saw that I could probably go around it through the trees, seeing that the wall slopped down into the trees. Being carful to not step on something sharp, I walked into the trees and made my way around.
It was about a 20 minute walk, but when I got to the ocean on the other side of that wall, I was surprised to find a old looking boat at a wooden boat dock. The boat was pretty big, looked like it had multiple floors in it, however it looked abandoned by how it looks.
I slowly went to the wooden docks, carefully making my way over to the boat. There was a small rope ladder hanging off the side of the boat to the dock, and i decided to climb on it. So I got onto the deck and looked around. The deck had crates and other wooden things scattered about.
“Hey what you doing here?” I turned to see a middle aged woman standing at a doorway leading into the cabin. “I-umm I was just looking around” I said, but then I saw something threw a crack in one of the wooden crates...gold.
I looked at it for a moment before looking around the deck at the other crates then back at the woman. She had long black hair and green eyes, wearing a white polo shirt and khaki pants with brown sandals. “Think you seen enough” the woman said coming up to me and taking me by the right arm.
“Let go of me!” I yelled and fight to get free. The door opened again, and a man came out “what is going on?” He looked the same aged as the woman, wearing a blue polo shirt and blue jeans with tennis shoes, has brown short hair and blue eyes.
“Looks like we got a snoop” the woman said still having a strong grip on my arm. The man walked over and asked me “what did you see?” “Nothing” I said “I didn’t see anything.”
“She’s lying” the woman said, then the man said “get her below deck.” The man took my left arm and together they led into the cabin. We went though some hallways and down some stairs before they took me into a room with a small window, a armless wooden chair sat by a wooden desk on the far side.
The woman pulled the chair into the middle of the room, and the man forced me to sit down in it. The man pulled my hands behind my back and around the chair and began tying them while the woman came in front of me. I watched her without a word as she take a roll of black duct tape, she gagged me with four pieces of tape.
The man finished tying my hands up, and started wrapping white rope around me and the back of the chair. Meanwhile the woman started tying my ankles together, then my thighs to the seat of the chair.
The man says “come on, we got some decisions to make.” And both him and the woman walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.
I didn’t do much for a while, I knew it would be useless to struggle, tied up like this. The ropes were tight, and when I slightly pulled to try to adjust myself it hurt a little. I was thankful that the room was air conditioned, so it wasn’t hot. Actually it was almost too cold.
I started to feel around for the knot on the rope binding my hands, but couldn’t find it, must be out of my reach. Then I start to pull and tug, hoping to find some slack. I start to really struggle, pulling and tugging as hard as I can, ignoring the ropes digging into my skin.
One point I found the ropes binding my ankles started to grow a little slack, so I started to focus on my feet to try and get them free. Slowly, but surely I managed to loosen the rope enough to slip my feet out. But just as I slipped out, the door opened and the woman walked in. She noticed my feet were no longer tied and looked at me “trying to escape are you?”
She brings over a bucket and sat it on the floor upside down and sat on it infront of me. She lifts my feet onto her lap and started tying them up again while she says “we decided to keep you until we get to the next dock tomorrow. That is a town were you can find a way home.”
“Mmmph” I moan as she tighten the ropes around my ankles. “By that point, our operation will be completed and no trace of our cargo. As if you’re going to say anything anyways, right?” To that I shake my head “mmm mmmph.”
“That’s right” the woman says, then stroked the bottom of my left foot with her finger, I flinched sharply because it tickled. The woman says “until then, behave and nothing will happen to you.” I nod my head, and the woman left the room closing the door.
I looked out the small window, and sighed. This is going to be a long trip,
