playing with the Snoops. mmmm/F Part 2-4 4m/f Part 5 4m/4f
Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2021 5:05 pm
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1959
In every corner of South Emerson’s secondary school’s courtyard is filled with bustling students. Between football players practicing their tossing. Girls sitting under a tree showing off their new attire for the school year. A small bundle of dorky little kids talking about a radio program they all listen religiously to.
Four boys sit at the picnic table producing their binders and folders set on the table sliding their dads Detective magazines out. On the covers attractively dressed women their hands bound. Their eyes wild in fright their hair loose and free.
“You know what’s better than looking at drawings of tied up girls?” Archie states peering among the faces of his three companions. Starting from his left is Charlie Russel short kid with curly brown hair wearing a red and white striped t-shirt.
“I don’t know a picture?” Charlie snickers peering to Rodney curly red hair and freckles peppering his two red cheeks. Wearing a skin tight white James Bond T-shirt.
“No you dweebs, we tie up a girl for real” Archie smiles cockily looking around his friends faces.
“That would be great, but who would we tie up? It’s not like we are The Saint or even James Bond having girls lined up out the door for us to hang out with?” Charlie states holding up an edition of True Detective.
“Who could we even get to tie up without making some sort of fuss?”
“Jakes mom” Archie smiles at the fourth of their little crew, a heavy set lad with straight blond hair combed forward. His eyes wide as saucers when Archie pats his shoulder.
“My-my-my mom how...why?”
Archie walks around the table. Giving the boys his pitch for when they reach Jakes house. Each member of the crew was to bring something to aid in the effort.
Archie: Rope
Charlie: Duct tape
Rodney: Polaroid camera
Jake: his supply of Western Ace’s novels
“We can use the scarves from your ma’s closet” Jake nods mentally noting the full extent of his mothers scarf collection. Rodney comes asks.
“what is the extent of the game your playing here Arch?” the taller boy smiles scrubbing his hands together a playful smile tugging his cheeks.
“Meet me at Jakes house by four and we will talk” Archie smiles the school bell rings telling the kids to get to class.
3:45
A red brick town house down a side street. Several bikes hunkered down at the side of the parking lot sitting beside the family Studebaker.
Sitting on a rocking chair wearing a yellow blouse and a blue floral skirt her ginger hair was pegged with clips and broaches a small beaded necklace across her neck brushes the top of her dress hugging the curve of her collar bone.
Mrs. Fielder was listening to the radio when Archie walks into the living room holding a copy of Western Aces. In his hand clearing his throat she turns her gaze from her needlepoint to him.
“Oh hello Archibald, what can I do for you”
Grimacing at the use of his full name Archie forces a meek smile across boyish cheeks.
“Excuse me Mrs. Fielder I was wondering if I could ask you to help me with something?” tying a knot in her work settling it back into a bag she turns her full attention and the intensity of her deep blue eyes on him and smiles.
“How can I help you?” silently cheering himself so far, Archie continues his facade
“You see Mrs. Fielder, I am in Drama class and well we are supposed to take a piece of literature we enjoy and try to perform a scene from it and” patience in her gaze she let him explain he wanted to use a scene from one of her sons dime novels.
“So what is it you would like me to do for you Archibald?”
“I want to act out this little scene here” using the front page illustration.
https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/21884748174165189/
“Well I asked a girl to help me act the scene out and she agreed but I am nervous about tying her up. I was wondering can I try tying you up? I figured it would be a little safer than tying her up for the first time and doing something wrong and hurting her” Archie states his face turning pale his eyes growing big giving him the look of a sad and afraid little boy.
“Oh... well alright, if it is a safety measure I will be happy to assist” the woman smiles sitting forward in the low back chair she was sitting in.
“Do you have any supplies you will need?”
“I do except one thing ma’am I will need a scarf”
“A scarf?” Mrs. Fielder’s brow rose and Archie approaches her showing the white fabric over the damsels mouth. And nods
“Oh I see very well I shall be right back, you grab what you need and I shall grab a scarf” she got up and walks into the next room. Archie rose and scurries for the bedroom where Jake and Rodney and Charlie sat on the bed.
“The gear, okay wait about ten minutes before coming in okay” the fellows all nod before Archie returns with two lengths of rope.
Returning to the living room Mrs. Fielder sits on the couch holding a white scarf. Smiling on his return she smiles “so shall I lay on the floor?”
“You can sit there I will start at your ankles so we can both see what I’m doing?” taking the rope forming a loop before wrapping the lengths end and pulling them through the loop before wrapping the rope around tying them above the ankles.
Three loops around her ankles before binding between her legs and tying a knot and cinch. Looking up to her expectantly
“How do they feel?”
“Fine fine a little loose around the bottom of the ankles but this is alright” nodding Archie rises, rope in hand pulling her arms behind her back. Repeating the loop and wrap of the rope before cinching it this time making it more snug around the top of her arm.
“How is that?”
“Tight, but not uncomfortable you did very good these ropes feel secure”
“Now the gag” smiling as she peers up to the boy taking the scarf from where she had draped it over the chairs back. Folding it so it would be a thick band before he set himself about to bind the cloth around her mouth.
“Oh hello Mrs. Fielder” Rodney enters the room carrying his fathers polaroid camera safely cradled between his two palms.
“What are you doing with that camera?” Mrs. Fielder asks looking awkwardly glaring at Rodney he looks down and shook his head “oh I was showing Jake and Charlie how this thing works it is so freaking cool” producing pictures of a humming bird in a garden he shows her slipping the camera to Charlie who slips around back of Mrs. Fielder and snaps a picture of her bound wrists. Disguising the click of the machine, while Charlie shook the photo he passed the camera to Jake who snapped a picture of her ankles.
Archie held the scarf up to her eyes allowing them to take the picture without her seeing the flash this time.
“What are you boys doing?” Jakes mother asked crossly and Rodney took the camera back.
“Wasting camera film is what their doing sorry Mrs. Fielder” tucking the camera to his hip he left the room before Charlie followed suit.
“Jake can you help me rehearse my lines for the drama skit please?” Archie asks using his best innocently sweet voice possible. The scarf in his hands dangling between Mrs. Fielder’s chest.
“Sure who am I playing Kid Ranger or Eli Savage?” Jake spoke while Archie pulls the scarf tight over Mrs. Fielder’s lips tying it at the back of her neck. He steps back “how is that Mrs. Fielder?”
“Fine fine” added F sounds at the end from the scarf muffling her lip movements. Her eyes looking to Jake.
“I wish you had taken Drama Jake you play in your room like you are rehearsing” Archie blurted out laughing while Charlie and Rodney both shot out a gust busting chorus.
“Thanks mom” Jake turns to Archie and the two of them nod “you can struggle and squirm around Mrs. Fielder we won’t worry about your lines, it was the ropework that concerned me”
“Okay” she said turning her gaze to look across the room. After a few minutes she was wiggling and squirming, trying to get out of the bondage she had been reduced. Meanwhile the two boys were play acting the voice lines and physical gestures of the play.
Jake plays the role of the villain so dastardly and dangerous he even hissed with the villains S’ while Archie portrayed the dashing hero doing everything so nobly brave and honourable.
A flash dulled her eyes as she heard two boys scurry back down stairs. Realizing they had snuck a picture of her. Mrs. Fielder tried to call out to them but Archie had simply wound the rope too tight.
Attempting to get her captors attention Mrs. Fielder turns to her son and snap her fingers, pulling him from his side of the play-acting. Untying the scarf from her mouth red lipstick smear the fabric where her lips had been pulled back.
“Did your friends take a picture of me?”
“Oh no Mrs. Fielder I asked them to take a picture of Me and Jake so I can guide my volunteer through the story” he smiled queasily and Mrs. Fielder smiles releasing her gag and her hands the two boys pick up the scarf and ropes and run down stairs where Rodney and Charlie were ogling the pictures of Mrs. Fielder tied on the chair. Her eyes glazed over with interest on her face.
“Alright guys that worked great, but you know this next time we are going to go bigger and better”
“How can you be so sure, we don’t even know if they will show up?” Charlie asks a whine in his voice.
“They will show up, I told them I was my sister” suddenly the four boys seemed to relax. Archie was right and if all went accordingly the next time they tried this stunt, each of them would have a collection of photo’s to envy over for years to come.
1959
In every corner of South Emerson’s secondary school’s courtyard is filled with bustling students. Between football players practicing their tossing. Girls sitting under a tree showing off their new attire for the school year. A small bundle of dorky little kids talking about a radio program they all listen religiously to.
Four boys sit at the picnic table producing their binders and folders set on the table sliding their dads Detective magazines out. On the covers attractively dressed women their hands bound. Their eyes wild in fright their hair loose and free.
“You know what’s better than looking at drawings of tied up girls?” Archie states peering among the faces of his three companions. Starting from his left is Charlie Russel short kid with curly brown hair wearing a red and white striped t-shirt.
“I don’t know a picture?” Charlie snickers peering to Rodney curly red hair and freckles peppering his two red cheeks. Wearing a skin tight white James Bond T-shirt.
“No you dweebs, we tie up a girl for real” Archie smiles cockily looking around his friends faces.
“That would be great, but who would we tie up? It’s not like we are The Saint or even James Bond having girls lined up out the door for us to hang out with?” Charlie states holding up an edition of True Detective.
“Who could we even get to tie up without making some sort of fuss?”
“Jakes mom” Archie smiles at the fourth of their little crew, a heavy set lad with straight blond hair combed forward. His eyes wide as saucers when Archie pats his shoulder.
“My-my-my mom how...why?”
Archie walks around the table. Giving the boys his pitch for when they reach Jakes house. Each member of the crew was to bring something to aid in the effort.
Archie: Rope
Charlie: Duct tape
Rodney: Polaroid camera
Jake: his supply of Western Ace’s novels
“We can use the scarves from your ma’s closet” Jake nods mentally noting the full extent of his mothers scarf collection. Rodney comes asks.
“what is the extent of the game your playing here Arch?” the taller boy smiles scrubbing his hands together a playful smile tugging his cheeks.
“Meet me at Jakes house by four and we will talk” Archie smiles the school bell rings telling the kids to get to class.
3:45
A red brick town house down a side street. Several bikes hunkered down at the side of the parking lot sitting beside the family Studebaker.
Sitting on a rocking chair wearing a yellow blouse and a blue floral skirt her ginger hair was pegged with clips and broaches a small beaded necklace across her neck brushes the top of her dress hugging the curve of her collar bone.
Mrs. Fielder was listening to the radio when Archie walks into the living room holding a copy of Western Aces. In his hand clearing his throat she turns her gaze from her needlepoint to him.
“Oh hello Archibald, what can I do for you”
Grimacing at the use of his full name Archie forces a meek smile across boyish cheeks.
“Excuse me Mrs. Fielder I was wondering if I could ask you to help me with something?” tying a knot in her work settling it back into a bag she turns her full attention and the intensity of her deep blue eyes on him and smiles.
“How can I help you?” silently cheering himself so far, Archie continues his facade
“You see Mrs. Fielder, I am in Drama class and well we are supposed to take a piece of literature we enjoy and try to perform a scene from it and” patience in her gaze she let him explain he wanted to use a scene from one of her sons dime novels.
“So what is it you would like me to do for you Archibald?”
“I want to act out this little scene here” using the front page illustration.
https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/21884748174165189/
“Well I asked a girl to help me act the scene out and she agreed but I am nervous about tying her up. I was wondering can I try tying you up? I figured it would be a little safer than tying her up for the first time and doing something wrong and hurting her” Archie states his face turning pale his eyes growing big giving him the look of a sad and afraid little boy.
“Oh... well alright, if it is a safety measure I will be happy to assist” the woman smiles sitting forward in the low back chair she was sitting in.
“Do you have any supplies you will need?”
“I do except one thing ma’am I will need a scarf”
“A scarf?” Mrs. Fielder’s brow rose and Archie approaches her showing the white fabric over the damsels mouth. And nods
“Oh I see very well I shall be right back, you grab what you need and I shall grab a scarf” she got up and walks into the next room. Archie rose and scurries for the bedroom where Jake and Rodney and Charlie sat on the bed.
“The gear, okay wait about ten minutes before coming in okay” the fellows all nod before Archie returns with two lengths of rope.
Returning to the living room Mrs. Fielder sits on the couch holding a white scarf. Smiling on his return she smiles “so shall I lay on the floor?”
“You can sit there I will start at your ankles so we can both see what I’m doing?” taking the rope forming a loop before wrapping the lengths end and pulling them through the loop before wrapping the rope around tying them above the ankles.
Three loops around her ankles before binding between her legs and tying a knot and cinch. Looking up to her expectantly
“How do they feel?”
“Fine fine a little loose around the bottom of the ankles but this is alright” nodding Archie rises, rope in hand pulling her arms behind her back. Repeating the loop and wrap of the rope before cinching it this time making it more snug around the top of her arm.
“How is that?”
“Tight, but not uncomfortable you did very good these ropes feel secure”
“Now the gag” smiling as she peers up to the boy taking the scarf from where she had draped it over the chairs back. Folding it so it would be a thick band before he set himself about to bind the cloth around her mouth.
“Oh hello Mrs. Fielder” Rodney enters the room carrying his fathers polaroid camera safely cradled between his two palms.
“What are you doing with that camera?” Mrs. Fielder asks looking awkwardly glaring at Rodney he looks down and shook his head “oh I was showing Jake and Charlie how this thing works it is so freaking cool” producing pictures of a humming bird in a garden he shows her slipping the camera to Charlie who slips around back of Mrs. Fielder and snaps a picture of her bound wrists. Disguising the click of the machine, while Charlie shook the photo he passed the camera to Jake who snapped a picture of her ankles.
Archie held the scarf up to her eyes allowing them to take the picture without her seeing the flash this time.
“What are you boys doing?” Jakes mother asked crossly and Rodney took the camera back.
“Wasting camera film is what their doing sorry Mrs. Fielder” tucking the camera to his hip he left the room before Charlie followed suit.
“Jake can you help me rehearse my lines for the drama skit please?” Archie asks using his best innocently sweet voice possible. The scarf in his hands dangling between Mrs. Fielder’s chest.
“Sure who am I playing Kid Ranger or Eli Savage?” Jake spoke while Archie pulls the scarf tight over Mrs. Fielder’s lips tying it at the back of her neck. He steps back “how is that Mrs. Fielder?”
“Fine fine” added F sounds at the end from the scarf muffling her lip movements. Her eyes looking to Jake.
“I wish you had taken Drama Jake you play in your room like you are rehearsing” Archie blurted out laughing while Charlie and Rodney both shot out a gust busting chorus.
“Thanks mom” Jake turns to Archie and the two of them nod “you can struggle and squirm around Mrs. Fielder we won’t worry about your lines, it was the ropework that concerned me”
“Okay” she said turning her gaze to look across the room. After a few minutes she was wiggling and squirming, trying to get out of the bondage she had been reduced. Meanwhile the two boys were play acting the voice lines and physical gestures of the play.
Jake plays the role of the villain so dastardly and dangerous he even hissed with the villains S’ while Archie portrayed the dashing hero doing everything so nobly brave and honourable.
A flash dulled her eyes as she heard two boys scurry back down stairs. Realizing they had snuck a picture of her. Mrs. Fielder tried to call out to them but Archie had simply wound the rope too tight.
Attempting to get her captors attention Mrs. Fielder turns to her son and snap her fingers, pulling him from his side of the play-acting. Untying the scarf from her mouth red lipstick smear the fabric where her lips had been pulled back.
“Did your friends take a picture of me?”
“Oh no Mrs. Fielder I asked them to take a picture of Me and Jake so I can guide my volunteer through the story” he smiled queasily and Mrs. Fielder smiles releasing her gag and her hands the two boys pick up the scarf and ropes and run down stairs where Rodney and Charlie were ogling the pictures of Mrs. Fielder tied on the chair. Her eyes glazed over with interest on her face.
“Alright guys that worked great, but you know this next time we are going to go bigger and better”
“How can you be so sure, we don’t even know if they will show up?” Charlie asks a whine in his voice.
“They will show up, I told them I was my sister” suddenly the four boys seemed to relax. Archie was right and if all went accordingly the next time they tried this stunt, each of them would have a collection of photo’s to envy over for years to come.