Thank you [mention]Gooner97[/mention], [mention]hafnermg[/mention], [mention]boundandaway17[/mention], [mention]harveygasson[/mention] and [mention]Caesar73[/mention] for the comments. The next chapter is below. It took a while due to some real life stuff, but I did not forget.
This chapter is dedicated to [mention]bondagefreak[/mention]
65 - Sacked
“What are you up to?” Sally asked her brother.
She had just arrived back from college, parking her car in front of the garage. Now that the weather was warmer, she did not need to park the car in the garage. The garage door had been open, and Tim had been busy moving storage toads around.
“Sorting the camping stuff out, checking if everything works. Mom is thinking about going camping for the first week of the vacation, we want to make sure everything is still fine.”
“Need some help? I don’t see Tamara around, although her car is outside. Did you leave her tied up somewhere?” She asked, placing her stuff near the door to the house.
“She might be tied up, I wouldn’t know. She went with Mom to see Bridget and Elly about the 24-hour thing.” He replied.
“Oh, I remember. Yeah, looking forward to that one.”
“You are looking forward to being tied up for 24 hours?” He asked, looking surprised at his older sister.
“I want to see if I can manage that long. I see it as a challenge.”
Tim grinned. He moved another big plastic container to the middle of the garage. Opening it up, it contained two sleeping bags.
“Don’t think we need those.” Sally said, looking at the sleeping bags in the storage box.
“Those are the winter sleeping bags.” Tim said, grabbing one of the bags.
It was a Big Agnes Daisy May bag in navy color. It was not stored in the carrying bag it came in, but just folded in the toad.
“Been a while since we used that one.” Sally said, looking at the bag Tim was holding.
“I have not done any winter camping in 3 years. I’m not even sure these bags would fit.”
“That one is mine, but I agree, it might be tight. If you give it to me, I’ll try it on.”
Tim handed her the navy-colored sleeping bag. It was roomier than a mummy type of bag, but this model was the small, or petite as the manufacturer called it, model. Sally opened the bag and slid herself into it.
“Tight fit.” She said, as she laid down and zipped up the bag.
The bag was only 63” long, which was shorter than Sally really needed. She tightened the hood around her face.
“Don’t think I want this for an overnight stay anymore. It is too tight. I can feel the top pressing down on me and my feet are all the way to the bottom of the bag. I can hardly move. We can probably sell these used, they will make great sleeping bags for kids to go on winter camping.” Sally said from within the cocoon of the sleeping bag.
Tim was looking at his sister and got an idea when he saw her wrapped up in the bag.
“Hold on a sec.” He said, walking quickly into the house.
“What?” Sally asked, trying to turn on her side so she could look at where he was going.
By the time she had rolled on her side, he had returned, holding a long rope in his hand.
“What is that for?” Sally asked.
Before she got an answer, he pushed her onto her back again and sat down on her waist, legs on either side of the sleeping bag, facing her head. He quickly looped the rope on top of the sleeping bag around her neck.
“What are you doing?” She said, laughing, as she figured out what he was up to.
“Just wrapping you up.”
The way he sat on top of her, she could not move her hands and was helpless to resist what her brother was doing. Tim moved to her upper arms and wrapped the rope around her arms and upper body. He repeated the process at her waist. Only a few wraps at every location of her body, but it was enough to make her a prisoner in the sleeping bag.
“Come on.” She said, still laughing.
She knew he would never hurt her, and this was all in good fun and being wrapped up in the sleeping bag was not a bad feeling. It was just a little warm. These bags were made for winter, not for late spring. Tim moved down to her feet and soon she was wrapped up tight from head to ankles.
“Little warm in here.” She said when Tim stood up to examine his handy work.
“I suspect it is. Maybe I should wrap you up a little more. Like put you in one of the bigger sleeping bags.” He grinned. “Or wait, I have a better idea.”
“Oh, oh.” Sally said, not knowing what he was up to, but suspecting the worse.
Tim pulled the hood around her face a little tighter and fixed the string to the top of the zipper. Even if Sally had not been wrapped with the rope around the bag, she would have been stuck inside the bag. Only her nose was sticking out.
“What are you doing?” Came the muffled question from Sally.
She heard nothing for a while and figured that Tim had left the garage, but with the hood pulled as tight as he had, she was effectively blindfolded. It didn’t take long before she heard a familiar sound. The engine of the ATV that was normally parked in the shop.
“Figured you would have escaped by now.” Tim said, seeing Sally still wrapped up in the sleeping bag.
“I can hardly move, let alone escape.” The muffled reply came from the bag. “What are you doing?”
“Taking you for a ride.” He said.
She felt herself being lifted and carried a short distance, before she was put down again, but this did not feel like she was on the ground. Than she put 2 and 2 together and figured Tim had placed her in the trailer they had for the ATV. It was a MotoAlliance Impact ATV heavy duty utility cart cargo trailer, a single axle, bright orange trailer. He tied her down to the floor of the trailer with some rope, not wanting her to fall out of the trailer when he was pulling it. She wondered what he was up to, but she did not have to wait long.
“Ready?” He asked.
She shook her head, but she knew she had no choice in the matter. She heard the engine of the ATV start up, followed by movement. They didn’t drive for long and almost all of it had been bumpy, making her understand why he had tied her down. After only a short ride, the ATV stopped, and the engine was turned off.
“Let me get you out of the trailer.”
The rope holding her to the trailer was released and she felt how she was lifted again. Then he put her up against an object.
“Stand still.” Tim told her. “I do not want you to fall.”
Not being able to see and having no idea where she was, Sally just did what she was told. For a few moments nothing happened, than she was lifted a little more and she felt more rope being added to the outside of the sleeping bag. Suddenly she understood, she was standing against a tree, being tied to it with rope.
“Really?” She asked Tim.
He laughed at the muffled question.
“You were the one getting into that bag.” He replied.
Helplessly standing against the tree in her warm cocoon, she had to agree. It was kind of her own fault; she had given Tim the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
“Is DW coming today?”
Sally was not sure. They had been seeing each other a lot lately. Their relation had developed and they both liked each other very much.
“Maybe.” She replied.
Tim fumbled with the string of the hood and opened it up a little, allowing Sally to see where she was. Being able to see did not help much, as all she could see was trees, so she figured she was somewhere in the treed area of the lot they lived on.
“Open up.” Tim said.
“What?” sally asked.
Before she could react, Tim stuffed the orange nerf ball into her mouth. It was not a large ball, but it still filled her mouth. A strip of duct tape was applied over her lips, preventing her from spitting out the ball. Before she had a chance to complain, Tim pulled the hood string tight again, removing her ability to see her surroundings.
“Hmmppffff.”
“Oh, stop it. I put you in the shade, so you should not get that warm. I’ll let DW know where you are when he shows up. If he is late or not coming, you might be here for a while.”
“Hmmppffff.”
Sally knew her brother well enough that he meant what he said, and since she had no idea if DW would come today, she figured she would be here for a while. She figured she would have to try to escape, but that was a lot less easily done than said. And even outside the sleeping bag was warm, she was already sweating.
“See you later, sis.” She heard Tim say.
Than she heard the ATV start up and drive away. Sally cursed herself. She should have known Tim would pull a stunt like this. On the other hand, she would have done the same if he had been in the sleeping bag. Here she was again, tied in the treed area of the grounds, alone and helpless. At least there was no fire involved this time.
“Hmmpppfffff.” She called out, but there was no reaction.
With the hood pulled tight over her head, sounds were muffled, and she could only hear sounds that were loud enough. An army could walk by her position and unless they made a lot of noise, she would not have known.
“Maybe I should think ahead when I do these things.” Sally sighed, settling in for a long wait.