At first, thank you very much for all your comments (again)!
It took a while to continue my story. In RL I´m a student at university and there are some important exams in about 4 weeks. So there is not much time left to continue my story after my learning sessions. I just don´t have as good a motivator as Mark.
So the following parts will take a longer time to get finished too. Anyway, it´s time for Part 5:
Part V:
The last part ended with me getting up to continue my learning session while Max was on his back (which has to be quite uncomfortable because he was still handcuffed behind his back) on my bed recovering from the experience, to get
nearly tickled, while he couldn´t do anything about it. Also, it just had happened that I´ve cuffed his ankles together with hinged handcuffs (of course double locked). So moving around in my room or investigating my home was impossible to accomplish for him.
I started to learn chapter 3 while I could hear the rattling of his cuffs every now and then. From time to time I peeked to my right to see what he was doing at that moment. I tried to stay focused on my studies as I promised but I was just too intrigued to see what he was doing while he was cuffed like that.
It was really amusing to watch him. At first, he tested his new ankle restraints. He kicked them carefully so he wouldn´t hurt himself, of course, it was no use. Then he sat up, so he wasn´t laying on his hands anymore and started to test the new movement range of his feet. Surely they limited his movements pretty well. He couldn´t move his ankles apart at all. Also, it seemed to be quite hard to move them closer together because those cuffs had no chain but they were hinged. So he could move them a little bit closer, which changed the angle of the cuffs that encircled his ankles and would get really uncomfortable maybe even painful at some point. After he figured there would be nearly no movement possible to get his ankles closer together or further apart, he tested his ability to walk. I was relieved to see him testing it without getting up. So he just moved one ankle a little bit forward while the other remained at the same place. I made his cuffs tight enough, so he couldn´t get them off but left enough room for him to move his ankles that way. The cuff would just move around his ankle without biting into his skin.
He knew that he couldn´t get anywhere like this, at least not fast, so he struggled onto his side and started watching in my direction. Also, he found out that he couldn´t rest his ankles onto each other, it would be too uncomfortable. So he kept them some kind of in front of each other. Also, it occurred to him that there was another problem that influenced his comfort a lot. With his hands cuffed behind his back, he couldn´t use them as support or cushion as you would normally when you want to lay on your side (without a pillow). So he struggled to get into a sitting position again and used a combination of pushing with his hands and pulling with his cuffed legs to shift himself from the bottom of my bed to the top where he could rest his head on my pillow. All this testing and moving around seemed to be quite exhausting for him. He even started to sweat slightly and I heard him breathe a bit louder than his usual breathing.
It was very fascinating to watch him move around but there was one thing I wanted to see even more than that. I wanted to see him being unable to move around at all. But therefore I needed to finish the next chapter which raised some motivation inside myself again. Chapter 3 was a short one too but still longer than the first two chapters. It took about 25 minutes to finish it. Because of the little incident (see the last part) it was about 5:20 pm when I finished the third chapter.
When I finished it I got up and shouted over to Max “Hey Max, are you still awake or do you need some motivation to get yourself ready for the next stage of your imprisonment”.
“So what´s next? But I guess there is not much left for you to do to me. You already cuffed my ankles and wrists. You still have ideas?” – he asked. He´s such a cute and innocent 11-year-old kid, so I guessed he can´t imagine how many possibilities are left after (only) cuffing his ankles and his wrists. By the way, I was wrong but I wouldn´t find out how much he already knew about that stuff for a really long time. (Authors Note: I´m going to tell the story where Max got his supplies and knowledge another time. Stay curious about it.)
´So what should I use next to restrain him further?´- I asked myself as I knelt down next to our pile of tie-up stuff. I had a lot of ideas about what I wanted to try, even some crazy ones like hanging him upside down but it´s quite hard when you are only allowed to pick one further item. Also, our rules said I could take another item to restrain him more but nothing about removing restraints and applying them in another way. I thought that would be unfair and also wanted to have a little challenge to just apply more and more after each chapter, so I would be forced to get creative after some time. If he would ask to get tied in a completely different way I would consider it, after a little bit of negotiation of course.
His hands were cuffed firmly behind his back with handcuffs (with a chain), his feet were cuffed with hinged handcuffs, so how could I tie him up more with only one other item without removing the cuffs. My problem wasn´t to have no ideas, there were just too many possibilities. I could´ve used the thumbcuffs to cuff his thumbs or toes, a knotted scarf or handkerchief to gag him, a scarf to blindfold him, the collar to tease him a bit, a long rope to tie his elbows or knees, a chain to lock him to something else. There were too many possibilities but only one item to choose. I wanted to use everything on him but what should be the first step?
I got an idea:
´First, he shouldn´t be able to move around and after that, I can start using things to tease him a bit. So how to prevent him from moving around? Just put him into a strict hogtie!´- I thought.
But what should I use to accomplish that without giving him the opportunity to get out of it after the learning session?
´If I use rope, he could untie the knots later because I would have to attach it to the handcuff chain which would be in reach of his fingers. If I would use the legcuffs, the hogtie wouldn´t be strict enough. The thumbcuffs can´t be connected to his hinged handcuffs, at least not in a good looking way. So the only other option is a chain but I need to use locks. But wouldn´t it be unfair to force me to use 3 of my choices just to use one chain? It´s impossible to use a chain without locks!´- I tried to find a solution.
So I ended up asking him if locks would count as an item because it´s impossible to use chains without them. I hoped he would allow me to use at least one lock per chain, which would be fair. To my surprise he said I could use as many locks as I want, they were no items. Big Mistake! Do you know what you can do with one chain and a nearly unending amount of locks?
So I took a medium length chain (about 1,5m / 5ft) and 3 padlocks from the pile and walked towards him. I saw him getting nervous in anticipation of what I would do with the chain. He watched me closely approaching him. His view constantly changed between me and the chain. He closed his hands nervously to prevent them from shaking slightly. I was sure he didn´t want me to notice how excited he was.
He told me earlier that I should tie him “pretty good” and that´s exactly what he was about to get when I arrived.
“It looks like you are waaaay too comfortable right now. We should change that, shouldn´t we?” – taunted, then asked him to get off of my bed and to lay down on the floor in front of it at the lower end of the bed (the top end is against the wall). That way I would be able to watch him from my desk. He used his technique of pushing with his hands and pulling with his feet in order to shift his butt to the lower edge of the bed. It was quite funny to see him struggling to get into a sitting position first. After he reached the edge, he lowered himself down on the ground and was sitting against the bedframe when he asked “And now?”.
“Lie down on your belly with your feet pointing towards the bed.” – I commanded.
It took him a while to figure how to do it and ended in toppling over after he achieved a kneeling position. He whined in pain when he fell face-first onto his stomach.
“That was probably the worst way to do it.” – I taunted and couldn´t stop myself from laughing at his predicament.
“Ouch that hurt, it´s not funny at all!” – he complained
I ignored his complaints and ordered him to bend his legs as much as possible.
He asked “what for?” but in the way he said it, it was obvious that he knew exactly what for. But he tried to hide it so I played along and told him “You´ll see.”
I bent down and slid the first padlock through the middle chain-link of his handcuffs added one end of the chain and shut the padlock, connecting the chain to his handcuffs. For a brief moment, I hesitated to consider how close I should connect his hands to his legs. I didn´t want to hurt him or get him too uncomfortable because he would stay like that for a longer period of time. Until today I don´t know how he achieves it to somehow read my thoughts, because in that tiny moment I hesitated he said: “Don´t worry, I can take it. Just give me your best shot!”. So I did. I took the other end of the chain and put it around the hinged handcuffs on his feet and pulled hard. The chain between his hands and feet got shorter and shorter. When his shoulder blades were forced closer together and his back arched slightly backwards he started to whine. I knew that it was probably too much but he wanted my best shot, so he should get my best shot. I completed the round of chain around the hinged handcuffs and connected two links of it with the next padlock. At that moment it was impossible for him to get his feet further away from his hands. His arms were very taut, you could see his shoulder blades forced out and his hands touched his feet permanently.
“Ouch! That´s really tight!” – he exclaimed and added “I don´t know if can take that. It´s really uncomfortable!”
“You asked for it and I´m not finished yet. I have another lock” – I responded some way cold-hearted.
“What for!!? I´m gonna break in half if you make it even tighter!” – he shouted.
“You´ll see!” - I just repeated myself from earlier and took the leftover of the chain at his feet, which was quite long because the part that connected his limbs was really short, wrapped it around a leg of my bed and locked it there. Now he couldn´t even move away from the bed. To be honest, I made it so tight that he couldn´t move at all. It was too much and he was really uncomfortable but I just didn´t realise it back then. Now I think he just didn´t want me to think he´s some kind of a wimp so he tried to bear it, but you shouldn´t forget that I used real handcuffs without any padding. I didn´t notice how much it must´ve hurt to be pulled back that much. His back was arched so much, that he could only lay his forehead on the floor, he couldn´t even touch the floor with his chin. I was just too amazed by the view that I didn´t realise his discomfort.
“I´m going back to work.” – I announced and made my way back to my desk.
“Please. Can you please give me a bit more slack?! I can´t even rest my chin on the ground.” – he whined behind my back. You could easily hear the discomfort in his voice but somehow I was in some kind of power rush and thought he would just play around. I don´t know how I couldn´t notice that I was hurting him for real. So I started to tease him even more.
“Let´s make bet.” – I announced and added “If you win, you are allowed to remove the chain. But if I win I´m allowed to choose two items instead of one after the next chapter, ok?”
Of course, he agreed and today I´m sure, back then he would´ve done everything to make it stop being that uncomfortable but back then I was in the power trip of my first real tie-up game. It was such a stupid move and now I´m still ashamed that I did that (to an 11-year-old!!!), I simply dropped the keyring on the ground about 3ft. (1m) from his face, turned around, sat on my chair and told him: “Just take the key and remove the chain, that´s all. You have time until I finish the next chapter. Have fun!”
“Please! Mark, that´s impossible!” – he shouted angrily getting more and more desperate.
I really thought he was just playing a role and told him he should stop complaining and eventually start to get the keys. I turned back to work and ignored his following desperate complaints. You could hear him moving, the chain slightly rattling and low grunting and whining noises. It took about 10 minutes when I couldn´t hear him moving anymore. I thought he must´ve given up. Another 5 minutes later it dawned on me that something was wrong. When I noticed that the noises changed into heavy crying I turned around and realised what I had done. He just couldn´t hold it anymore and broke into tears. I rushed to him as quickly as possible.
“Max! Oh shit!” – I shouted as I dashed forward.
When I arrived I realised my mistake. Making the hogtie tight alone wasn´t the problem but the handcuffs which were digging deeply into his skin. If I would´ve used roped instead of cuffs it still would´ve been an uncomfortable position but it would´ve been at least bearable. But what I did was simply torture.
“Please. Mark, it hurts.” – he sobbed.
Instantly I´ve put my knee under his chest to get rid of the pressure on his wrists and ankles. You could see his facial expression was starting to relax and hear a sigh of relief at the moment I did it. I took the keyring and desperately tried to get hold of the handcuff key to release him as soon as possible but he stopped me as I tried to insert it into the cuffs.
“Please Mark. Don´t. I don´t want our game to end like this. Please!” – he said with a shaking voice.
“Look at your hands! You can´t stay like this, I´ve hurt you and your crying.” – I responded in some kind of reflex.
“Just remove the chain for a moment. Please Mark!“ – he said as he looked up at me with such a sad expression that nearly broke my heart, his tears clearly visible on his cheeks. He even tried to block the keyholes with his hands.
´If he really doesn´t want me to remove the cuffs, I have to remove the chain instead. I can discuss removing the cuffs with him later. At least I have to get him out of the hogtie as fast as possible´ - I thought.
There were so many keys on that keyring. I had to test the different keys to find one that fits into the padlock on his wrist-cuffs. ´Why on earth does he use so many padlocks and all of them need a different key´ - I cursed in my thoughts. Eventually, I got the key I was looking for and removed the lock which was connecting the chain to his handcuffs. He let his legs drop immediately while his chest still rested on my leg. His head was just hanging low over the floor at the other side of my leg. (The chain was still connected to the cuffs at his feet and the leg of my bed.)
“Thanks. That feels so good!” – he muttered in relief.
“And now back to your handcuffs!” – I said.
“Nooo! I won´t let our game end like this!” – he sounded angry, disappointed and sad at all.
“I need to look at your wrists, there was a lot of pressure on them. It actually made you cry. I´ve never seen you cry before. It was more than just a bit uncomfortable if it made you cry. But I can´t open the cuffs as long as you are blocking the keyholes. I´m sure your wrists are still hurting but I can´t help you if you won´t let me help. So what do you want me to do?” – I tried to persuade him to at least let me look at his wrists.
“Just help me get on my knees and then put your arms around me.” – he said.
So I put an arm under his chest and helped him to get up on his knees and hugged him.
“Thank you. Just let me rest here for a while.” – he muttered warmly as if he wasn´t mad at me at all. He simply leaned against my chest, closed his eyes and calmed himself further down.
This part was a bit more extreme than originally planned. I wanted to show that you have to be careful all the time and watch closely at what you are doing. I would really appreciate it if you would leave a comment, I really want to know if it was too much or still ok.