Everyone's so excited for Paulie's bondage session, I think it's so sweet!
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Andy was less than thrilled that I cuffed his hands in front of him for his "break." But to be perfectly honest, the kid was a flight risk. He didn't fear my punishments, but that would change. He was further displeased when I called Paulie to come join me. But to my satisfaction, he didn't disobey my command to keep quiet.
"Yes, Sir?" Paulie asked eagerly.
I chuckled and rufffled the kid's hair. "If you ever want tips on how to wrangle and tie a guy, you just come to me, okay? I have a feeling you could give Andy a run for his money if you wanted. Anyways, you're gonna help me tie him up now, you got it?"
"Yes, Sir!" Paulie grinned.
"Good boy." I turned to Andy, who was rolling his eyes and I simply pulled him along downstairs into the basement.
"Whoa..." Paulie breathed when he saw how Evan and Carson were bound. I glanced at Carson and tossed him the key to Andy's cuffs.
"Go on. Set him up."
Paulie immediately undid the cuffs, and as I had predicted - Andy immediately swung his hands up, out of Paulie's grip, turning to charge for the stairs. Thankfully I had set myself up right in front of them, so Andy barreled right into me. I almost instantly had his arm bent behind his back.
"First lesson, kid. When dealing with a belligerent prisoner, and more often than not, you will be - make sure not to give him any outs, because he'll take advantage. Now, Carson over there," (a pitiful moan from the boy, which barely was loud enough to be heard) "He knows better than to fight back, so i could easily uncuff him. Evan too. But Andy - he's a flight risk."
I none too gently pushed Andy onto the apple box and yanked his arms above his head. "Cuffs, please." I hung the cuffs on a small hook protruding from the pillar and secured my son's hands. "Now, Paulie, I'd like you to start with the saran wrap. Start at the ankles and just keep wrapping. Make sure to overlap each round for maximum security."
I watched with a critical eye as Paulie wrapped my son up in saran wrap, pinning his legs together. Andy, under my stare, couldn't bring himself to speak, but was glaring a hole in Paulie's head. Paulie, for his part, was in ecstasy getting to pin Andy and make him helpless. I stopped Paulie once he had covered Andy's stomach and moved a little behind Andy so even if he turned, he couldn't see my face.
"Tickle him." I mouthed. Paulie nodded and immediately launched into an assault on Andy's vulnerable armpits, making him jolt and jump.
I was then able to uncuff one of Andy's wrists (I put the silver cuff on his other wrist to keep it suspended from the hook, and I held Andy's arm in place while Paulie wrapped it in saran wrap and then used more to wrap it to his body. We did the same with the other arm, and then it came time to do the wrapping. I helped in that - it went far quicker with a partner. I let Paulie remove the box from beneath Andy's feet, and I grinned at his awe in seeing his friend suspended against the pillar.
"Hold his nose." I commanded, and Paulie snapped to, despite Andy's protests. I had had enough of his antics - I stuffed my other sock into Andy's mouth.
To his credit, it didn't affect him as badly as it had Carson, but he still thrashed wildly as we secured his head. But by that time, the pizza had arrived. I patted my eldest boy's chest and winked before ascending the stairs, Paulie right behind me.
"So. My idea." I said softly. We had spent a while making our way through some pizza and playing some video games. I had sat back and watched the kid play for a while, putting my bare feet up on the coffee table. I wasn't sure about their smell, considering the state of my socks, but Paulie didn't seem to mind much. In any case, he paused and turned to me.
"What is it, Sir?"
"I say we go down there and feed them some pizza. We'll let Evan go, he'll be getting sleepy anyway. But the boys... they're gonna be regagged with my socks, and then... I'm gonna put my shoes on their faces."
"Your shoes?" Paulie asked me with wide eyes.
"Yup. Unluckily for them, I just came home with my gym sneakers. I've had them for... a long time, and I was told I had to get rid of them. So I think that'll be a suitable punishment."
"That seems... harsh."
I laughed. "Would you believe this is the toned down version? I was gonna leave electric toothbrushes strapped to their feet."
Paulie chuckled. "Wow! You're really mean, Sir."
"We'll finish off the pizza afterwards and see if we can hear them scream." I winked, making Paulie blush. "Go get my sneakers. I left them in the laundry room."
"Yes, Sir!"
