Playhouse Defense (m+/m+ and m+/fm+)

[Deleted User 1729]

Ever since my best friend Howie and I had been tied up by his two sisters, I had been wanting to try it again. I loved the feeling of helplessness, of being a prisoner of war and at someone else's mercy. About a month later, I was going over to Howie's house and I was excitedly hoping for another shot. Unfortunately, when I got there, it turned out that I wasn't alone.

Howie had invited a bunch of friends over. The eldest was Mark, age 13. He was a dirty blond with a rather boring personality. Josiah, the youngest, had brown curly hair and was just happy to be included. Howie had also invited Peter and Nick, both 11, as well as two brothers who lived in the neighborhood, Robin (12) and Tom (10). It seemed like I was going to be unable to repeat my experience from last time.

Once we had all gathered, Howie announced that we were going to play a game of Nerf War. We'd divide up into two teams and keep fighting each other until we got bored or had to stop or everyone died. My team consisted of Howie, Mark, and Josiah, while the other four were against us. We were assigned to the back yard, and as we were about to start, I had a moment of courage.

"What about prisoners?" I asked.

"What about them?" asked Mark.

"Well, what should happen if anyone gets captured?" I pressed on.

Howie picked up on what I was trying to do. "Good question, Jules," he said, "how about if you get captured, you have to be tied up until you can escape or get rescued."

Everyone readily agreed, apart from Mark, but after much convincing, he said "fine", and went along with it, so the game began!

Howie's back yard had a playhouse that could only be accessed by a ladder in the back, or a slide in the front which you could scale if you got a running start. We determined that this was the best location to defend, so we took up position inside and waited.

After a few minutes, the other team came around the corner. The minute he saw them, Josiah gave a yell and opened fire! The rest of us followed suit and began shooting at the enemy, who ducked behind whatever cover they could find.

Eventually, I ran out of Nerf darts and informed my teammates. They all revealed that they were empty, too. To our horror, we realized that the other team had not fired a single shot, so we had doomed ourselves! We were left with no choice but to emerge from the playhouse dejectedly with our hands in the air.

As much as I had hoped to be captured and bound at some point this day, I had hoped that it would not allow be at a losing effort. Still, I felt my heart leap with excitement as my hands were tied behind my back by Peter. Nick then took Howie's arms and interlocked them with mine, then tied his wrists as well, connecting us together. Tom and Robin did the same thing to Josiah and Mark. Finally, they took more rope and wrapped it around each pair of captives, so that we were tied back-to-back!

The four of us were then hustled inside and stored in Howie's garage. As we were being escorted there, Howie's younger sister, Sara, spotted us. "Tied up again, Howie?" she asked. Howie said nothing. I wondered if he was blushing as deeply as I was.

After we were placed in the garage, the other team went just outside to discuss what to do with us. Howie and I shuffled awkwardly over to the door and tried to listen in. We could hear much, but the words "torture" and "hose" stood out. We informed the others, and all of us agreed that we should try to escape.

Howie's fingers attempted to loosen the knots around my wrists, but he made no progress. I tried my hand at it, but fared no better. Josiah and Mark also did not have any success. Then the door from the house to the garage opened, and I turned, expecting to see my doom!

To my surprise, it was Sara. She put her finger to her lips and then whispered "let me help you with that." As she worked at my bonds, I asked why she was helping us. "Because I overheard what they're going to do, and it doesn't sound pleasant " she finished untying my hands and then moved over to Howie's. "Besides, I've always got my brother's back."

Once the four of us were free, she informed us that she had hidden some Nerf guns up in her room and told us we could fetch them. As the four of us boys moved in that direction, however, we heard movement indicating the return of the others, and knew we wouldn't have time to get upstairs. The basement was closer, so we quickly scurried down there and hid in a back room.

As we sat silently in the dark, we heard cries of "they're gone!" and then a lot of movement upstairs. After about fifteen minutes, I heard the creak of the door and then footsteps descending. I tried to hold my breath as I heard the sound of feet walking around the basement. Then, before they discovered our hiding spot, I heard Robin say "let's go," and then the feet started to go back up the stairs.

I let out a quiet breath of relief. And that's when Josiah sneezed.

We all turned to glare at him, but his apologetic look did us no good as we immediately heard the other team rush back down the stairs, and then the door to our hiding spot flung open, and we were once again prisoners!

The four of us were herded into the basement bathroom, and then Mark, Josiah, and I were left there while they took Howie away. A few minutes later, they returned for Josiah, and then Mark. We had tried to get out while they were gone, but they had wedged a chair against the bathroom door, trapping us in there!

Finally, it was my turn. When they seized me, I offered only token resistance, secretly excited for what was to come, even though I was nervous about potentially being tortured. They sat me down on the ground and bound my wrists and ankles to each other, all together. After that, I was gagged, and then, all four of my captors lifted me and carried me outside. Outside, on the ground, was my whole team, trussed up like I was. Additionally, to my surprise, was Sara.

I was assuming that they had realized she helped us and decided to punish her as well, but no matter the reason, I was just excited to see her, bound hand and foot and gagged. This was the first time I had seen a girl tied up in real life and I very much enjoyed the visual.

Once all five captives were in a row, Nick got out the hose and turned it on full blast! I was hit with a force of water strong enough to roll me along the ground slightly. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the same thing happening to my companions. Despite the uncomfortable nature of what was happening, I was very happy to be experiencing it.

Finally, the water torture ended, and the five captives were least, soaking wet, bound, and gagged for another half hour before they released us.

From that day forward, two things changed. First, Mark never hung out with us again. And second, I began to be intrigued by the idea of tying up a girl. But that's a story for another day.

[harveygasson]

This is a fantastic story! Thanks for taking the time to write it and I hope you carry on with it in the future

[cj2125]

Great story! Always been a fan of "war games" with lots of kids taking each other prisoner. You really were lucky to experience those games! Thanks for sharing

[MaxRoper]

Great story, well told. I always enjoy a good childhood TUG memory.
Thanks for posting.

[Canuck100]

Playful Tugs are my favorite kind of stories, and yours are particularly well written and fun to read.

Looking forward to your next stories.

[jez]

We used to play cops and robbers in my neighborhood from 10 years old to 12 years old. I used to get captured on purpose occasionally hoping to be tied to a pole or tree. Even back then I knew I wanted to be bound to objects so I couldnt move and having my hands cuffed behind a tree or tied behind a pole always excited me. One time I got left for about an hour with someone watching me the whole time to make sure I couldnt escape my cuffs pretty hard without a key lol. Id say right before turning 13 years old is when I discovered hogties and spread eagles existed and I tried to get a game of cops and robbers going again but the popularity had kinda died out and I never got captured again during cops and robbers. I would have loved to see my friends put in hogties just as much as I would have enjoyed being in one myself.

[Deleted User 1729]

Thanks, everyone! I'm glad I finally got out of my shell enough to start recounting these tales.

[Ballgag69]

Finally, it was my turn. When they seized me, I offered only token resistance, secretly excited for what was to come, even though I was nervous about potentially being tortured. They sat me down on the ground and bound my wrists and ankles to each other, all together. After that, I was gagged, and then, all four of my captors lifted me and carried me outside. Outside, on the ground, was my whole team, trussed up like I was. Additionally, to my surprise, was Sara.

I was assuming that they had realized she helped us and decided to punish her as well, but no matter the reason, I was just excited to see her, bound hand and foot and gagged. This was the first time I had seen a girl tied up in real life and I very much enjoyed the visual.

Nice story! Just curious How did they gag Sara/you?

[Deleted User 1729]

I think it was cloth otm, if I remember correctly.