19 - Hanging With Mary
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By Jennifer
Part 1 : Introduction
Hi everyone, I am finally going to get to my next story here. This is the one that follows the skating event where I had a fall and broke my right ankle. This story takes place at my sister Mary’s house while the rest of my family was on vacation. I was 16 at the time of this story and Mary was in her 20’s at some point. It was a little over a weeks since the incident at the park.
The day was warm and a little muggy for summer. June was in full swing when I was stepping out of my mother’s car in my sister’s drive way. I was still pretty early and first light was just beginning to show over the horizon. My family had this trip planned out pretty well as far as departure and travel times were figured. My parents only had about 10 days to make the trip as a whole and they didn’t want to spend more time traveling than they had to. The plan had been to leave early that morning around 7 or 7:30 am. This meant of course that I had to be dropped off at my sister’s even earlier. It wasn’t the choice arrangement that I wanted on the situation, but Mary had plans the night before and my mother wanted her there when I was dropped off. To tell the truth, I was pretty tired running on only a few hours of sleep. No one save my father had gotten much rest that night. The anticipation of what was coming made doing so rather difficult.
Mary’s house sat as it always did. Quiet and removed against the back drop of the woods behind it. The neighborhood was rather rural and my sister owned a couple acres of land directly in front of the tree line. The place was rather spacious for someone of her age living alone, but the price had been below what she expected it would be. The previous owner had wanted a quick sale and my sister had been in the right place at the right time. I yawned as I eased myself out of the back seat of the car and planted the two crutches that I relied on for mobility on the ground. I lifted a small backpack over one shoulder and began to make my way towards the house. My mother popped the trunk on the car and gathered the first of 2 duffle bags out and carried it towards the house as well. Despite her heavier load and delayed start she easily crossed the distance before I did. My mother reached to knock on the door as I closed the last fey yards of the sidewalk. However, it opened before her hand made contact with the surface. Mary was standing before her already dressed for the day.
My mother and sister exchanged a few words of greetings while they waited for my arrival at the base of the steps. When I finally closed the distance, Mary looked down to meet my gaze and offered, “Good morning little sister, glad to have you with us.” I replied politely that I was glad to be here but it was a little too early for me. My mother handed off the duffle bag that contained most of my clothes and a few other things that I wanted to bring along to Mary. Then she helped me mount the 4 steps that led up from the sidewalk to Mary’s front porch. My sister took the parcel inside and deposited it next to door. Then she walked around the two of us and returned out to the car to get the other parcel while my mother helped me inside of the house.
Over the last few days, I had become more competent on crutches than I had first been, but I still wasn’t the best at it. I lacked the speed and grace that I see a lot of people have with it. Mary was coming up behind me carrying the other bag on her shoulder as returning to the house. She waited when she arrived at the front porch for me to finish my assent before making her way around me and into the dwelling. “Well, your up and ready to go early. I thought you were going to be off today?” My mother addressed my sister with a look of concern on her face. “I am.” Mary replied. “I am off for the next 4 days then I have to work for 3 then I will be off the following 3. Under the circumstances it was the best that I could do on such short notice. Still, I need to go in for a little over ah hour this morning to handle a few last minute things. I am sure that Jen, can take care of herself while I am gone.”
Originally, my parents didn’t want to leave me alone with my broken leg, but I was getting pretty self reliant despite the injury. I reinforced my sister’s position and assured my mother that I would be fine for an hour or two on my own. My mother nodded at the announcement and told my sister to hurry back. We spent the next few minutes exchanging goodbyes and wishing my mother good luck on the trip. Mary promised my mom that she would keep me out of trouble and that the two of us had a good couple of weeks planned ahead. After a final hug goodbye, my mother left the porch and returned to her car. Then she started the car and left me to what would be an very interesting week and a half with my older sister. Mary closed the door behind as my mother departed the driveway. Then she helped clear a path so that I could make my way across the house and into the family room. I plopped down on the couch and laid the crutches against the side of the sofa. Mary followed me in.
“So, little sister, welcome to my humble home. It looks like your getting better with being on crutches and moving around.” I nodded. “I am still getting the hang of it. But, I’m not all that good at it just yet.” The reply was the truth of the matter. I could make my way around the house better than I could directly following the fall. However, I was still pretty slow and stairs were a real hassle for me. Mary’s house was two floors plus a basement. She planned for me to use her guest bedroom on the first floor for my stay. I guess I should take a minute and give the layout of the house.
Mary’s house was a fairly large and well spread out. The front porch had 4 steps that led up to a double sided porch with a swing and several chairs spread out on it. Once you got inside of the door, there was a hallway with a closed right next to the door. If you followed down the hallway you came to the living room on the right. This was a smaller room with sofas and a television. It was mostly used for sitting and greeting. Off of the living room, there was a door that led into what Mary called the family room. It was about twice the size of the living room and contained a fireplace and more furniture. This was also where Mary kept her big screen TV. The ground floor also contained a bathroom, a large kitchen, the dinning room, the bedroom I would be staying in, another two hallways and another closet. There was a small laundry room that led into the garage and a fairly sizable deck off the back of the kitchen.
The upstairs had two more bedrooms and two more bathrooms if you counted the master bath. Additionally, it had several large closets. My sister was using one of them as an office for her home at this time. The house also had a basement and attic so it was a pretty big place. My sister wasn’t exactly rich, but she made a pretty good living with the medical supply company that she worked for. She got paid every week. One and a half of her paychecks went to pay the mortgage every month. Still, it had been a wonderful place to have gatherings with friends and family. A lot of times my sister hosted for holidays around here since she had the space to do it.
“Well Jen, make yourself at home I need to go into work for a couple of hours. I need to pick something up and take care of a few closing matters.” Mary continued her explanation of the short trip. Originally, she had planned to go in early and get back before I even got there, but my mother had moved up the time table for my drop off and that left her without the necessary time to make the trip. I guess I should describe what I was wearing for this little encounter. It was early when we departed, and I didn’t really bother to change that much. I was still dressed in the pajama pants that I had worn to bed. They were lightweight and open hemmed at the bottom of the leg. I had changed the matching top for a short sleeve t-shirt before I had left for the day. I had added a sock and one tennis shoe over my leg without the cast on it. Having a broken ankle had limited my wardrobe of over the last few days. Mary’s outfit spoke that her trip into work would be casual. She was in blue jeans and a red polo shirt. Not the usual dress clothes that she wore on the job.
Mary leaned down and picked up the TV remote clicking it onto a channel. I don’t remember what was on. Then she tossed the remote my way. “Think you can keep yourself out of trouble until I get back?” My sister asked me as she began departing the room. “I’ll try to have the dancers and beer out of the house before you get back.” I replied The statement was sarcastic at best and got a good laugh out of my older sister as she smiled back. I was just joking around with her. “Well, as long as you don’t wake up the neighbors.” My sister replied with a joking tone to her voice before she departed from the room. Both Mary and I had a good sense of humor growing up and it had gotten a little more mature as I had aged. Still, my mother found it a little annoying, but I still made a bad joke now and then. I heard the door to the garage close from the house and assumed that would be the end of the matter.
I sat back on the sofa and began surfing through channels up and down. There wasn’t much on at this hour of the morning. I flipped probably through 30 or 40 channels and picked the best of the worst and settled on it for something to watch. I almost didn’t notice as Mary came back into the room. I looked up at my sister as she stood in the doorway. “Did you forget something Mary?” I asked with a look of surprise on my face. I had assumed that she already left, but it turned out that I was wrong. “Nothing much, I just forgot to secure my little sister before I go. I can’t have you having any wild parties while I am gone.” Mary replied with a smile on her face. I followed her eyes downward to where she was looking at something in her hands.
My sister was holding a pair of metal handcuffs in her left hand and a piece of string in the other. “Just wanted to make sure that you keep out of trouble while, I am out. “ I just gave my sister a smile back in reply. It had been a while since I had been tied up at all. I hadn’t tried anything since the fall since I needed my hands to move anywhere. “Let’s get these on you and then I can leave knowing my house is safe and sound.” I nodded and allowed my sister to approach me. As Mary approached, I leaned forward some and brought my hands together behind my back for her. My sister finished her approach and leaned down over me. She unlocked the handcuffs and worked them securely around my wrists. She left me a click more of space than she needed, but it was more than tight enough to make sure I couldn’t slip loose.
The handcuffs were the normal standard fair except they hand a hinge between the hands rather than the normal chain. Mary had several sets of hand and feet cuffs that she had managed to collect over the last few years. I had seen these and wore them before on several occasions. They double locked the same way normal handcuffs did with a key. My sister worked the key that was on the end of the string in her other hand and secured my arms behind my back with a couple of clicks. “There, that should keep you out of trouble while I am gone.” Mary said with another grin on her face. I gave the cuffs a few tugs to demonstrate that they were secured. “Good, now I don’t have to worry about anything while I am gone.” Mary said. I leaned back against the couch and let the my shoulders rest against the cushions.
Mary made one last drop before she departed. She took hold of the piece of string in her other hand and unfolded it. It was a loop of string probably 2 feet in length. Just a piece of yarn tied in a loop. There was a handcuff key hanging from it. Gravity had pulled it to the bottom of the loop. “I am going to leave this with you, just in case you get bored or want to get out for some reason.” Mary commented as she draped the key around my neck like a pendant. With a means of escape in place for me, Mary patted me gently in the shoulder and began her real departure from the room. A few minutes later, I heard the car start up and Mary left the house for real this time. She left me alone to my situation and morning.
I was no stranger to wearing handcuffs or having my arms behind the back. I shifted around a little to get more comfortable. The cuffs were a little looser than I would have preferred, but Mary had been careful since I was going to be on my own. After shifting around a little, I found a position where there was no weight on my hands and I could still rest the upper part of my body against the back of the couch. I twisted my arms behind me to remind myself that I was restrained. Then I just got comfortable and watched the television. The program wasn’t all that good, and I soon lost interest in it. However, there wasn’t much that I cold do about it. Mary had moved the television remote to the coffee table a good 3 feet from where I was sitting. I wouldn’t be able to get at it without freeing my hands. Normally, I could even if my feet would have been tied up as well, but with my ankle I didn’t feel like taking any chances on the matter. So, I just sat back and accepted my situation.
I had to admit that I was comfortable like this. If I didn’t try to move around, I quickly forgot that I was handcuffed. There was only one small reminder of the whole situation. That stupid handcuff key dangling around my neck. It was lightweight enough not to cause a problem, but it was more of a tantalize that I could see it but not get at it. While Mary had left me enough string that escape might be possible, it would take some considerable effort to free myself. The real problem I was having came from the piece of yarn. The weight of the key kept it against the back of my neck and the fibers in the yarn were starting to itch. It wasn’t uncomfortable, just annoying to have. After putting up with it for about half an hour, I decided to do something about it.
I sat up and moved away from the back of the sofa. Then, I leaned forward slowly letting the string and key hand loosely downward away from my body. Then, I snapped myself upright quickly. This caused the key to jerk upwards and bump me on the forehead. Then it dropped back into it’s original position. Not a good first result, but the theory would work. I repeated the process a couple more times until I got the timing right. After the fifth or sixth try I managed to finally catch the key and the string in my mouth. Once I had hold of it in my mouth, I began trying some other awkward twist and turns. After a little bit of effort, I managed to slip the loop of yarn over my head and freed the key from around my neck. The whole process probably didn’t require more than 5 or 6 minutes, but it seemed like it took longer.
Mary was right I could escape from this. I took the key in my mouth and swung it back and fourth a couple of times before I let it go. It flew forward and down a couple of feet before bouncing off the coffee table and landing on the far side. I had accomplished my goal. I could have freed myself if I had wanted to, but that wasn’t what I was aiming for. I just wanted the piece of string off from around my neck. Once I was done with my little stunt, I shifted a little further back on the couch and began the process of reclining myself into a laying position on my side. I was still pretty tired from getting up so early and a quick nap sounded good. I used my good leg to propel myself to the end of the couch and brought my head to rest on the arm of the sofa. I closed my eyes as I got comfortable and just tuned out the background noise of the television. Then I drifted off slowly.
I never could manage to sleep a whole night with my hands behind my back. However, this was comfortable for a quick snooze and just a relaxing position. I am not sure if I slept or just laid their with my eyes close. Either was I was fine with the result. The next thing I remember was Mary shaking me gently by the shoulder to wake me up. I opened my eyes and looked up at my sister. “Rise and shine sleepy head, I am back. I see you managed to keep yourself out of trouble.” Mary commented with a smile seeing that my hands were still cuffed as she had left them. I worked myself up into a sitting position with a little help from Mary. I glanced a quick look over at the clock on the wall. I had been asleep for about 45 minutes or so.
“Where’s the key that I left you with Jen?” My sister asked seeing that it wasn’t where she had left it. I looked across the room to where the key had landed and Mary followed my stare. There was a look of disbelief in her eye when she remade eye contact with me. “How did that get all the way over there?” she asked. I smiled and gave my sister the story of how I managed to get the key off of my neck and across the room. Mary just gave me a pat on the head and went over to retrieve the key from where it was laying on the ground. She returned with it shortly and asked me to lean forward. I complained that I didn’t want to be unlocked yet and that it could wait a little while longer. “Sorry, but those need to come off now. We can put them back on later if you want, but right now I need you to come with me to the kitchen. You’re going to need your hands to do that. I have a surprise for you and I want to show it to you right away.” Mary explained as she maneuvered me forward gently to allow her access to my hands.
After a minutes work, Mary freed my hands from the cuffs and began to the process of retrieving my crutches from the foot of the couch. I took a minute to massage my wrists and work the feeling back into them fully from the handcuffs. My sister handed me the crutches and helped me into a standing position. “Come on” she said as she departed the room without waiting for me to keep pace. I began to follow along as best I could. Whatever was waiting in the kitchen, Mary was pretty excited about it.
I am going to break the story here and end the first part. The next segment is pretty long and I am going to make it the next section. This part of my life was an interesting phase that would help define the rest of my summer. It had been a fun tie up. Still, the real fun was just beginning. Mary had a lot planned for this week and we were going to have quite a good time. Stay tuned for the next part of the story. Just as a reminder, since I am not posting this story on tieupgames.net if you want to leave me a comment feel free to use the message board here or email me. Thanks a lot everyone.
Jennifer
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Jennifer's stories
- 01 - My First Time (f/mf)
- 02 - Trying New Things: Breakfast with Mom (Fm/f)
- 03 - A Walk in the Park (mm/f)
- 04 - The Pole and the Dungeon (m/f)
- 05 - A long camping trip (mmf/f)
- 06 - One Rainy Day at Home (m/f)
- 07 - Winter Vacation at Grams (both genders)
- 08 - A Long Weekend tied up (F/f)
- 09 - Shopping with Mom (F/f)
- 10 - My New Friend (m/f)
- 11 - The Bike Trip (m/f)
- 12 - Sharing With Friends (Ffff/fff)
- 13 - New Horizon (Both Genders)
- 14 - A Trip to My Aunts (mFF/f)
- 15 - A Second Christmas Story (mmff/mmf)
- 16 - Mary's Weekend (F/F)
- 17 - The Next Chapter (*/self, f/f)
- 18 - Ropes and Skates (Good Combination?) (MFmf/fff)
- 19 - Hanging With Mary (F/f)
- 20 - College (FFF/FF)
- 21 - College Days : Stephanie's Captive (F/F)
- 22 - College Days : A New Chapter, Ashley Gets Involved (*/self, F/F)
- 23 - College Days : A New Chapter, Ashley Comes Back (F/F)
- 24 - College Days : A New Chapter, Normal is Good (F/F)
- 25 - College Days: Theodore Roosevelt (FF/F)
- 26 - College Days: Summer Job at the Farm (F/F, M/F)
- 27 - Holiday Trip to Grandma's (f/f, f/m, m/fmm)
- 28 - A Long Trip to Alaska (self/f, F/fmm)
- 29 - The Pioneering Experience (mmmm/f)
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