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The Hooj : 01 - Camp Counselor Tied (m+/m)

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By The Hooj

Tuesday, August 2nd 2005 - 07:07:03 AM

Camp Counselor Tied

I've been lurking on this page for a while and finally decided to post. This story happened a long time ago, so please bear with me, some of my memories have gone fuzzy over the years, but I'll never forget this experience.

Well, for the setup, I was a 14 year old male and I was a first year staff member at a boy scout camp. We always had a uniform of the day which consisted of the Boy Scout shorts, socks, hiking boots, and a scouting T-Shirt. As the new guy, I was put in charge of the Pioneering Merit Badge which mostly dealt with knot tying. The campers rotated out once a week, but one group in particular was obsessed with tying each other up.

Unfortunately, it was my job to teach them all the knots in the merit badge book, so by the 3rd day, they were pretty profecient. They were hard to control for me as they were only 1 or 2 years younger and, since I was small for my age, most were bigger. I also had a problem with my smart mouth at that time which got me into trouble sometimes, but one area director had a special lesson in store for me. This director had been taking crap from me all summer. He was a friend of mine from before I worked there and had taught me the merit badge when I was younger (another story)...

Well, back to this story, this particular group of kids was obsessed with tying up people. I had let them tie up each other in class (just to practice their knots), but as I later learned their main objective was always to tie up me, their teacher. They had been hinting about how great it would be to tie people up, but I'd always been able to brush them off by having them whip up a quick project like a flagpole. Well, the 3rd day of classes, I always taught the slip knot, and finally one of the members of the class was brave enough to ask if they could practice it on me. Of course I told them, "No", but after much insistance I agreed that if they all passed all requirements, I'd let them tie me up on the last day of class (day 5) as a reward. Little did I know (until later) that they had already made plans for me with the help of another staff member.

The way my class outline was set up, most of the requirements were done by the 4th day, we just couldn't release the kids. Unfortunately, the above mentioned director knew of my class schedule and had already made plans. As far as I was concerned, the fourth class went without incident, but 20 minutes into the 2 hour session the director walked by. I got up and talked to him for a few minutes, but when I turned around, he screamed, "NOW!". Suddenly, I was swarmed by 5 12-year olds (my class) who tackled me to the ground.

Two of them pulled my arms together in front, while another pulled out a length of rope he was hiding. They then proceeded to cross my wrists in an 'X' and tie them up, down, and tighten them across the middle like a good scout lashing. By this time the other two classes in session had joined the fun, making me hopelessly outnumbered. They then picked me up and escorted me over to a picnic table where I was made to sit on the bench. I was basically sat with my legs facing away from the table and my crossed arms in my lap. My arms were tied to my lap with numerous loops of rope, and my ankles were bound and pulled back under the bench I was sitting on. At this point I was blindfolded, so I can't provide much detail except at least one loop of rope was used to pull me back against the table.

I was left to struggle while everyone laughed and poked at me until the end of the class (about 80 minutes later) when I was finally released. Needless to say it was tough to explain the rope marks to the next class.

The Hooj

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