The spirit week [(1:f/m);(2:m/fm);(3:f/m);(4:f/mm);(5:fm/fmm)] [last Part added]
Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2021 9:17 pm
The Spirit week
Hello everyone. I want to thank you for all your comments and views on all my stories so far. I will write the story from the last vote after this series. Thank you very much . Let’s start with the story:
Part 1
Hey guys, it’s me Kyle again. This will be a long story. I will split it into 5 parts. Each day is one part. This story is about the spirit week in my school, when I was 13 years old. For those who don't know what spirit week is, here's the explanation: Some schools hold school spirit weeks, where students are asked to dress appropriately for a particular theme each day to show school unity and spirit.
It is a short explanation, but I hope you understood what it is about.
Let’s start with the first part:
It was Monday morning, April 5th. The bell rang for lunchtime. I went out of the classroom and on my way to the cafeteria, I met Jean.
“Hey, Kyle.” She said.
“Oh hey, Jean.” I replied.
"Have you seen the themes for next week's Spirit Week?”She asked me.
“Not yet.” I answered.
“Then come with me.” She smiled.
We went to the “whiteboard”. If there were important informations for the students, they were posted there.
“There, can you see it?” Jean asked me
“I see it. Monday: Disney day; Tuesday: animal day; Wednesday: duo day; Thursday: genderswap day and Friday: generation day. These are some fun themes.” I said with a smile.
“Yeah, I thought the same. I mean, it's clear that we're going to do it all together, right?” She replied smiling.
“For sure, Jean.” I smiled back.
“Wonderful. Let us go to the cafeteria. I’m hungry.” She said.
“I’m hungry, too. Let us go.” I replied.
We went to the cafeteria and talked about the upcoming spirit week.
The week went by pretty quickly. On Friday we talked again about the coming week. She said that it would be nice if I could stay at her house all week or if she could stay at mine all week. After school, I asked my parents about it. They said they would have no problem with Jean wanting to come for the week if her parents had no problem with it either. I was very happy they agreed. I called Jean and told her, that my parents agreed. She said, her parents agreed, too. We have discussed that she will come to me on Sunday evening with everything she needed for the week.
Sunday evening had come and the doorbell rang at 8 pm. I went to the front door and opened it. It was Jean and her father. She got her school bag and a giant sleepover bag.
“Hey, Kyle.” She said while hugging me.
“Hello Jean, and hello Mr. Wilson.” I said to them
“Hello, Kyle. How are you doing?” He asked me smiling.
“Wonderful. How are you doing?” I asked back.
"I'm fine, thank you for asking. I'm sorry, but I'm in a rush. I hope you both have a great week. I hope to see some pictures of you both. Give my best to your parents." He said, walked to his car, and drove away.
“He must pick up my sister from her friend's house.” Jean explained.
"Yes, that's understandable. Come in. I'll take your giant bag." I said to her.
“Thank you, Kyle.” She replied.
We went into the living room, where my parents were.
“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Cooper. Thank you for letting me stay here for the school week.” Jean said
"Hello, Jean. No problem." My mother said with a smile.
"Have you eaten anything yet?" my father asked her.
"Yes, I'm fine." Jean replied.
"We're going upstairs to my room.", I said to my parents.
"Sure, I'll check on you just before bedtime." My mother replied.
“Thanks, mum.“ I said to her.
We went to my room. I prepared everything before she arrived. I put a mattress in the middle of my room with a blanket and a pillow. We put her stuff next to the mattress.
"I'll be back soon, I have to go to the bathroom." She said to me.
She walked out of the room, closed the door, and went downstairs.
"Why is she going downstairs? There's a bathroom on this floor too, isn't there?" I thought.
After 10 minutes Jean came back into my room.
“Why did you go downstairs, there is also a toilet here, too?” I asked her.
"I wanted to ask your mom if she could help us with our costumes this week. She will help us if we need help." She replied.
"Good to know." I smiled back.
We sat down on my bed and started to play PS3. After two hours my mum came into my room.
"Okay, kids. Time for bed. Please turn off the TV and get ready for bed. Good night." My mum said to us.
“Yes.” We both replied.
My mother closed the door and went downstairs. We put on our pajamas and brushed our teeth in the bathroom.
“Let's get your crate out from under the bed so we don't have to do that tomorrow. And I think we will need the other bag a lot this week too” Jean winked at me
“Really? That’s cool.” I said back to her with a smile on my face.
We pulled the crate and my TuG bag out from under my bed and put them at the foot of my bed.
"Perfect. Let's go to sleep now." I said to Jean.
"Yes, good idea." She replied.
We both lay down in our beds and I turned off the light.
"Good night, Jean."
"Good night, Kyle."
We both fell asleep very quickly.
BRRRRR BRRRRR, BRRRRR BRRRRR. That was my alarm clock. It was 6:30 am on Monday morning. I quickly turned it off. I sat up from my bed and stretched for a few seconds.
“Good morning, Kyle.” Jean said a little bit sleepily.
“Good morning, Jean.” I replied. “Do you sleep well?” I asked her.
“Sure. The mattress is very comfortable.” She answered "Okay, let's get ready for today. Can I go to the bathroom first?" She asked me.
"Sure, go ahead." I answered.
She picked up her stuff from her bag, left the room, and went to the bathroom. After 15 minutes she came back into the room.
“And, how do I look?” She asked me.
She was dressed as Cruella de Vil from 101 dalmatiansThis was the theme we chose for the day. Her costume looked like this one: https://cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-7k7lbbk ... 10.jpg?c=1
“You look very good.” I said smiling.
“Thank you. Now it’s your turn.” She smiled at me.
“Okay, I will be right back.” I replied.
I opened the crate, got the costume, took some clothes to put under the costume and went into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and took off my pajama. I put on my clothes. Then I picked up the costume and put it on. It was a Dalmatiancostume like this one: https://images.halloweencostumes.com/pr ... ostume.jpg
It was a white one-piece jumpsuit with black spots on it, attached mittens, a stuffed tail, a zipper on the backside, foot covers, and a hood with hanging black ears.
I came back into my bedroom.
“You look so cute, Kyle. But I got something more for you.” Jean said with a big smile over her entire face.
She went to her bag and pulled something out. Jean got a dog collar and a short leash (2 feet long) in her hands.
“Don’t worry, I'm not going to drag you around on a leash. I thought it would seem more realistic that way. This is old stuff from our grandma’s dog Bruno.” She said to me.
I remembered that Jean sometimes told me about Bruno when she was with her grandmother. Jean went in front of me and fastened the collar around my neck and tightened it a bit. Then she attached the leash to it.
“Perfect. You’re ready, Kyle.” She smiled at me.
“Haha, I think so too.” I laughed and looked down at myself.
“I got the makeup. Let’s went down then your mother can finish our costumes.” She held the costume makeup in her hands.
“Okay.” I answered
We picked up our bags for school and went down into the living room.
“You two look adorable.” My mum said to us.
“Thank you.” We both answered.
“Can you paint our faces, Mrs. Cooper?” Jean asked my mum.
“Sure. Let’s start with you Jean.” She said.
Jean sat down on a chair. My mum put red lipstick on her lips and some black eyeliner. Jean was ready. She stood up and my mum pointed at me.
“Now it’s your turn, Kyle.” My mum smiled at me and pointed me on the chair.
I was a little bit nervous, but it was spirit week. Who cares. I sat down and my mum started to paint my left eye with the black makeup entirely black. She painted my nose black, too, and some black spots on my face. She also painted a tongue under my lip to make it look like it was hanging out. After she was done, I stood up. Jean and I stood next to each other and my mother took some pictures. She showed them to us. We both had to laugh when we saw the picture.
“Okay you two, it’s time to go. The bus will be coming soon. See you in the afternoon.” Mum told us.
“See you later.” We both said to her.
We picked up our Lunch and put it in our school bags. Then we went out to the bus stop.
It was a very fun day at school. Everyone was dressed up and had a lot of fun. There were 3 other kids there who were also dressed up as dalmatians. We took a few pictures together and a few with Jean in the middle. We arrived back home at 2 pm. I opened the front door. We went into the kitchen, put our bags on the ground, and sat down. My mum was in the kitchen, too.
“Hey kids, how was your first spirit week day?” My mum wanted to know.
“That was funny.” Jean said with a smile.
“Oh yeah, it was.” I replied.
"Sounds good. We'll have dinner at 6 pm. Until then, you can do whatever you feel like. I don't need any help.“ My mum said.
“Thanks, mum.” I replied.
“Thanks, Mrs. Cooper.” Jean replied, too.
We got our bags and went upstairs to my room. When we arrived, we put our bags left next to the door. Jean turned directly to me.
"Okay. You know what's going to happen now, right little dalmatian?" She said to me and pointed behind me.
I looked behind me. She must have meant my TuG bag. I looked back at her.
"Sure, but let me go to the toilet first." I said to her.
“Sure. I will prepare everything when you’re away.” She replied.
I immediately went to the bathroom. I was very excited about what was going to happen. Every time Jean tied me up or we were tied up together it was a lot of fun. I used the toilet and went back to my room, still wearing my costume. When I entered my room, Jean stand in the middle of it.
"Good, you’re back. I got everything prepared. Please lie down on the mattress in front of me." She ordered me.
I did as she told me to do. I thought everything she needs was next to her on the ground. I could see 3 10-yard ropes, 1 25-yard rope, and a ballgag.
“Put your hands in the mittens and then behind your back.” She ordered me.
“For sure. I’m excited.” I replied with a smile.
“Like I thought.” She said smiling.
I did what she told me to do. She started to tie my hands with a 10-yard rope. First vertically, then between my hands. Then she tied my elbows together with the same rope. That means, there was no knot within reach of my hands. With another 10-yard rope, she tied my feet together. She picked up the last 10-yard rope and tied my knees together, too. Below and above. She tied every bond with the same technique. Jean helped me onto my knees. Then she took the 25-yard rope and tied it around my torso to secure my arms to my back. When she was done, she laid me on my stomach again. But she wasn't done yet. She pulled a small cable tie out of her pocket. She pulled my legs up and attached them to my bound hands to put me in a very strict hogtie. My feet were very close to my hands. It was very difficult to move around. Then she took off my socks and held them in front of me.
“Open wide, Kyle.” She said to me.
“No pleammmmhhhh.” I tried to say, but she pushed them in my mouth.
She put her hand over my mouth so I couldn't spit it out. She quickly picked up the ballgag and stuffed it in my mouth as well. She fastened it behind my back. My socks taste not very good, and with the ballgag in my mouth I couldn’t spit them out.
“Perfect. Now I got my little Dalmatian nicely tied up and gagged.” She smiled at me.
“MMMPPPHHH MMMPPHHH.” I tried to reply.
I was helplessly stuck and had no chance to escape. I was in her hands for at least three and a half hours until dinner. She knelt down at my feet and started tickling me. Her favorite way to torture me because she knows how ticklish I was on my feet. I tried to squirm, but it was kind of hard. I laughed into my gag. “MMPPPHH MMMPPPHHH” was all that came out.
She tickled me for at least 30 minutes before she stopped. Jean stood up and walked in front of me.
“I go to the bathroom. Stay here. It's not like you have a choice, haha.” She laughed while walking out of the room.
I looked at the clock on the wall next to the door. It was shortly after 3.
“Still 3 hours. what else has she planned?” I thought.
I tried to wiggle around a bit, but no chance. It was very hard to move because of the strict hogtie. After 15 minutes I heard Jean coming back. She opened the door. She was not wearing her costume anymore. She was wearing a T-Shirt and short jeans.
“This is more comfortable.” She said. "But you'll have still some time in your costume, little dalmatian." She smiled at me.
“MMMPPPHH MMPHH.” I tried to say and nodded with my head.
“Okay. You will have now some time on your own. You can try to escape, but I think there is no way out.” She said to me.
“MMPPPHH.” Was all came out.
Jean turned on the TV, turned on my PS3, and started to watch the movie “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”. I really liked this movie. She sat down next to me on the ground.
“Oh wait, I forgot something.” She picked up her phone from her bag and took some pictures of me. “We want to capture those special moments, don't we?” She laughed.
After taking a dozen pictures, she showed them to me. My face immediately turned red when I saw myself bound and gagged in a Dalmatian costume. But it was also kind of funny.
“Your mum told me, that she wants to make a photo album with all these kinds of photos for you.” Jean told me.
“My mother wanted to do what? A photo album where I’m tied up in or without costumes? I mean it was a nice idea, but if anyone would see this, it would be very embarrassing.” I thought.
I still have the photo album and it’s very big . And it's nice to remember that time. It was a beautiful present. Jean sat down next to me and we started watching the movie. the film lasts 2 hours 47 minutes. That means that we watch the movie until dinner. the perfect length.
Not much exciting happened during the movie. She sat down next to me on the ground and I turned my head so that I could see the movie. She put a pillow under my head so I would be more comfortable. When the half movie was over, she stood up, picked up a scissor from my TuG-bag, and cut the cable tie. It was a good feeling not longer to be in a hogtie. Then she sat down next to me again. Sometimes she would tickle me at my feet or the side of my stomach. Starting in the last 30 minutes of the movie, she put her legs on my back. I turned my head towards her and she just smiled. The rest of the film we then watched in peace to the end. Even if her legs disturbed a bit on my back. When the movie was over, it was 6 o'clock. Dinner time. I thought she would untie me now, but I was wrong.
"I will go and get the food for us." She said.
"MMMPPPH MMMPPHH MPPPPHH." I tried to answer.
"What's that? You think just because dinner is ready I'm going to untie you?" She asked with a smile.
"MMPPPHHH MMPPHH." I tried to say and nodded my head.
"haha, no. It's not that easy Kyle." She laughed and walked out of my room.
She went downstairs to get the food.
"Is she trying to feed me or what is she up to?" is what I was thinking.
A short time later she came back upstairs. she carefully opened the door with her elbow and walked in.
“I said that you can’t come downstairs because you’re tied up. Your parents were fine with that and put everything on a tray.” She said to me.
She placed the tray in front of me. On it were 2 plates with pasta and tomato sauce, 2 glasses of water, a small towel and cutlery but only for one person. She put a plate in front of me, lifted my head, and took the pillow away. She loosened the ball gag and I spit out the socks.
"They're finally out. They don’t taste well." I said. "Now what? Are you going to feed me? Because there's only one fork?" I asked Jean.
"No, you can eat by yourself. I mean, you have a mouth, don't you?" She replied.
"Wait, you're not going to untie me? You want me to eat like a dog?" I asked her, confused.
"Yeah, why not? You look like a dog, then you can eat like one." She laughed out loud.
"HAHA, very funny." I said annoyed.
"If you're not hungry, then I can gag you again now." She said and took the ball gag in her hand.
"WAIT, WAIT, PLEASE." I said loudly. "I'm hungry, but it’s kind of embarrassing."
"But who's going to see it? I mean, we're the only two here. Your parents are downstairs and your mom said your siblings aren't home. And as you know, I'm not going to say anything to anybody. No one will know anything about this." She said as she picked up her plate and the fork.
“…fine. I think I had no choice.” I said to her.
“You’re correct. Bon appetit.” She said smiling.
“Bon appetit.” I answered quietly.
We both started eating our noodles. It was very hard to eat like that, and it was also embarrassing. It didn't take long and Jean was done eating. I was maybe halfway done.
"Haha, you look so funny eating." She laughed out loud.
"Be quiet!" I said annoyed.
"Okay, okay. Don't be mad. I'll be quiet until you're done eating." She said.
I ate everything on my plate. My mouth and cheeks were full of tomato sauce.
"Here, let me help you with the glass." She said to me.
I lifted my head and she held the glass out for me to drink well. Then she picked up the small towel, dipped it a little in the glass, and cleaned my face.
"Now you look good again. The makeup is almost gone, but it doesn't matter." She said to me.
"Thank you." I said softly, still a little embarrassed.
"Oh come on, it wasn't that bad. And you kept your costume clean. Well done." She laughed.
"Can you untie me now?" I asked her.
"Hmmm. Let me think about that for a moment." She told me.
"Come on, please. I'm tied up for ovmmmmppphhh." I was interrupted as Jean put the ballgag in my mouth again.
"I think you need some more time. Let me see what time it is. It's 6:30. Let's say another half hour, then I'll untie you.” She said.
“MMMPPPHH MMMPPPHH MMMMPPPHHH.” I started to protest.
She immediately started tickling my feet again. It was kind of annoying to be tickled again. I tried to roll around, but she sat down on my legs. Game over. No chance to squirm. I let Jean do as she wanted. I laughed loudly into my gag. She had no mercy. After some time I looked at the clock. 7:02. YES. The time is over.
“MMMPPPPHHHH MMMMMMPPPPHHHH MMMMPPPHHHHH.” I cried into my gag.
“What is, Kyle? Are you now enjoying it?” She laughed.
“MMMMPPPPH MMPPPPHHH.” I tried to say that the time is over and pointed to the clock with my head. Jean looked at the clock.
"Oh, time's up already? Oh well. A promise is a promise." She said to me.
Jean stood up and helped me to my feet. She started to untie the rope around my body. Then she untied the rope around my elbows and hands. While she untied my knees and feet, I took the ball gag out of my mouth.
"And did you have fun?" asked Jean to me.
“Most of the time, yes. But at dinner, I think you had more fun than me.” I replied.
“Yeah, I think so, too.” She said while smiling.
"But it's all right. I had a lot of fun today." I smiled back. "I'm going to the bathroom and get ready." I said to her.
I picked up my pajama and went into the bathroom. I changed out of the costume and looked in the mirror. My left eye was still black, but the rest of my face was clean. I washed my face and put on my pajama. I picked up the costume and went back to my room. Jean had also put on her pajama. She also grabbed the ropes back and took the dishes down to the kitchen. I put the costume back into the crate.
“Thanks for cleaning my room, Jean.” I said with a smile
“No problem, Kyle. Should we watch another movie?” Jean asked me.
“Yeah, good idea. Should we watch Fast and Furious: Tokyo Drift? I love this movie.”
I asked her.
“Sounds good.” She answered.
I put the disc into my PS3. We sat down on the ground and watched the movie.
When the movie was over, it was already 9 pm. We sat there a little longer and talked about that day and the upcoming day. At 10 pm, my father came into my room.
"It's bedtime, kids. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night." He said to us with a smile.
"Good night." We said both at the same time.
I got up and lay down in my bed and Jean laid down on the mattress.
"Okay, I'm going to turn off the light. I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Good night Jean." I said to her.
"Yeah, me too. Good night, Kyle." She replied.
I turned off the light. There was a light switch right above my bed.
The End
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Hello everyone. I want to thank you for all your comments and views on all my stories so far. I will write the story from the last vote after this series. Thank you very much . Let’s start with the story:
Part 1
Hey guys, it’s me Kyle again. This will be a long story. I will split it into 5 parts. Each day is one part. This story is about the spirit week in my school, when I was 13 years old. For those who don't know what spirit week is, here's the explanation: Some schools hold school spirit weeks, where students are asked to dress appropriately for a particular theme each day to show school unity and spirit.
It is a short explanation, but I hope you understood what it is about.
Let’s start with the first part:
It was Monday morning, April 5th. The bell rang for lunchtime. I went out of the classroom and on my way to the cafeteria, I met Jean.
“Hey, Kyle.” She said.
“Oh hey, Jean.” I replied.
"Have you seen the themes for next week's Spirit Week?”She asked me.
“Not yet.” I answered.
“Then come with me.” She smiled.
We went to the “whiteboard”. If there were important informations for the students, they were posted there.
“There, can you see it?” Jean asked me
“I see it. Monday: Disney day; Tuesday: animal day; Wednesday: duo day; Thursday: genderswap day and Friday: generation day. These are some fun themes.” I said with a smile.
“Yeah, I thought the same. I mean, it's clear that we're going to do it all together, right?” She replied smiling.
“For sure, Jean.” I smiled back.
“Wonderful. Let us go to the cafeteria. I’m hungry.” She said.
“I’m hungry, too. Let us go.” I replied.
We went to the cafeteria and talked about the upcoming spirit week.
The week went by pretty quickly. On Friday we talked again about the coming week. She said that it would be nice if I could stay at her house all week or if she could stay at mine all week. After school, I asked my parents about it. They said they would have no problem with Jean wanting to come for the week if her parents had no problem with it either. I was very happy they agreed. I called Jean and told her, that my parents agreed. She said, her parents agreed, too. We have discussed that she will come to me on Sunday evening with everything she needed for the week.
Sunday evening had come and the doorbell rang at 8 pm. I went to the front door and opened it. It was Jean and her father. She got her school bag and a giant sleepover bag.
“Hey, Kyle.” She said while hugging me.
“Hello Jean, and hello Mr. Wilson.” I said to them
“Hello, Kyle. How are you doing?” He asked me smiling.
“Wonderful. How are you doing?” I asked back.
"I'm fine, thank you for asking. I'm sorry, but I'm in a rush. I hope you both have a great week. I hope to see some pictures of you both. Give my best to your parents." He said, walked to his car, and drove away.
“He must pick up my sister from her friend's house.” Jean explained.
"Yes, that's understandable. Come in. I'll take your giant bag." I said to her.
“Thank you, Kyle.” She replied.
We went into the living room, where my parents were.
“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Cooper. Thank you for letting me stay here for the school week.” Jean said
"Hello, Jean. No problem." My mother said with a smile.
"Have you eaten anything yet?" my father asked her.
"Yes, I'm fine." Jean replied.
"We're going upstairs to my room.", I said to my parents.
"Sure, I'll check on you just before bedtime." My mother replied.
“Thanks, mum.“ I said to her.
We went to my room. I prepared everything before she arrived. I put a mattress in the middle of my room with a blanket and a pillow. We put her stuff next to the mattress.
"I'll be back soon, I have to go to the bathroom." She said to me.
She walked out of the room, closed the door, and went downstairs.
"Why is she going downstairs? There's a bathroom on this floor too, isn't there?" I thought.
After 10 minutes Jean came back into my room.
“Why did you go downstairs, there is also a toilet here, too?” I asked her.
"I wanted to ask your mom if she could help us with our costumes this week. She will help us if we need help." She replied.
"Good to know." I smiled back.
We sat down on my bed and started to play PS3. After two hours my mum came into my room.
"Okay, kids. Time for bed. Please turn off the TV and get ready for bed. Good night." My mum said to us.
“Yes.” We both replied.
My mother closed the door and went downstairs. We put on our pajamas and brushed our teeth in the bathroom.
“Let's get your crate out from under the bed so we don't have to do that tomorrow. And I think we will need the other bag a lot this week too” Jean winked at me
“Really? That’s cool.” I said back to her with a smile on my face.
We pulled the crate and my TuG bag out from under my bed and put them at the foot of my bed.
"Perfect. Let's go to sleep now." I said to Jean.
"Yes, good idea." She replied.
We both lay down in our beds and I turned off the light.
"Good night, Jean."
"Good night, Kyle."
We both fell asleep very quickly.
BRRRRR BRRRRR, BRRRRR BRRRRR. That was my alarm clock. It was 6:30 am on Monday morning. I quickly turned it off. I sat up from my bed and stretched for a few seconds.
“Good morning, Kyle.” Jean said a little bit sleepily.
“Good morning, Jean.” I replied. “Do you sleep well?” I asked her.
“Sure. The mattress is very comfortable.” She answered "Okay, let's get ready for today. Can I go to the bathroom first?" She asked me.
"Sure, go ahead." I answered.
She picked up her stuff from her bag, left the room, and went to the bathroom. After 15 minutes she came back into the room.
“And, how do I look?” She asked me.
She was dressed as Cruella de Vil from 101 dalmatiansThis was the theme we chose for the day. Her costume looked like this one: https://cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-7k7lbbk ... 10.jpg?c=1
“You look very good.” I said smiling.
“Thank you. Now it’s your turn.” She smiled at me.
“Okay, I will be right back.” I replied.
I opened the crate, got the costume, took some clothes to put under the costume and went into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and took off my pajama. I put on my clothes. Then I picked up the costume and put it on. It was a Dalmatiancostume like this one: https://images.halloweencostumes.com/pr ... ostume.jpg
It was a white one-piece jumpsuit with black spots on it, attached mittens, a stuffed tail, a zipper on the backside, foot covers, and a hood with hanging black ears.
I came back into my bedroom.
“You look so cute, Kyle. But I got something more for you.” Jean said with a big smile over her entire face.
She went to her bag and pulled something out. Jean got a dog collar and a short leash (2 feet long) in her hands.
“Don’t worry, I'm not going to drag you around on a leash. I thought it would seem more realistic that way. This is old stuff from our grandma’s dog Bruno.” She said to me.
I remembered that Jean sometimes told me about Bruno when she was with her grandmother. Jean went in front of me and fastened the collar around my neck and tightened it a bit. Then she attached the leash to it.
“Perfect. You’re ready, Kyle.” She smiled at me.
“Haha, I think so too.” I laughed and looked down at myself.
“I got the makeup. Let’s went down then your mother can finish our costumes.” She held the costume makeup in her hands.
“Okay.” I answered
We picked up our bags for school and went down into the living room.
“You two look adorable.” My mum said to us.
“Thank you.” We both answered.
“Can you paint our faces, Mrs. Cooper?” Jean asked my mum.
“Sure. Let’s start with you Jean.” She said.
Jean sat down on a chair. My mum put red lipstick on her lips and some black eyeliner. Jean was ready. She stood up and my mum pointed at me.
“Now it’s your turn, Kyle.” My mum smiled at me and pointed me on the chair.
I was a little bit nervous, but it was spirit week. Who cares. I sat down and my mum started to paint my left eye with the black makeup entirely black. She painted my nose black, too, and some black spots on my face. She also painted a tongue under my lip to make it look like it was hanging out. After she was done, I stood up. Jean and I stood next to each other and my mother took some pictures. She showed them to us. We both had to laugh when we saw the picture.
“Okay you two, it’s time to go. The bus will be coming soon. See you in the afternoon.” Mum told us.
“See you later.” We both said to her.
We picked up our Lunch and put it in our school bags. Then we went out to the bus stop.
It was a very fun day at school. Everyone was dressed up and had a lot of fun. There were 3 other kids there who were also dressed up as dalmatians. We took a few pictures together and a few with Jean in the middle. We arrived back home at 2 pm. I opened the front door. We went into the kitchen, put our bags on the ground, and sat down. My mum was in the kitchen, too.
“Hey kids, how was your first spirit week day?” My mum wanted to know.
“That was funny.” Jean said with a smile.
“Oh yeah, it was.” I replied.
"Sounds good. We'll have dinner at 6 pm. Until then, you can do whatever you feel like. I don't need any help.“ My mum said.
“Thanks, mum.” I replied.
“Thanks, Mrs. Cooper.” Jean replied, too.
We got our bags and went upstairs to my room. When we arrived, we put our bags left next to the door. Jean turned directly to me.
"Okay. You know what's going to happen now, right little dalmatian?" She said to me and pointed behind me.
I looked behind me. She must have meant my TuG bag. I looked back at her.
"Sure, but let me go to the toilet first." I said to her.
“Sure. I will prepare everything when you’re away.” She replied.
I immediately went to the bathroom. I was very excited about what was going to happen. Every time Jean tied me up or we were tied up together it was a lot of fun. I used the toilet and went back to my room, still wearing my costume. When I entered my room, Jean stand in the middle of it.
"Good, you’re back. I got everything prepared. Please lie down on the mattress in front of me." She ordered me.
I did as she told me to do. I thought everything she needs was next to her on the ground. I could see 3 10-yard ropes, 1 25-yard rope, and a ballgag.
“Put your hands in the mittens and then behind your back.” She ordered me.
“For sure. I’m excited.” I replied with a smile.
“Like I thought.” She said smiling.
I did what she told me to do. She started to tie my hands with a 10-yard rope. First vertically, then between my hands. Then she tied my elbows together with the same rope. That means, there was no knot within reach of my hands. With another 10-yard rope, she tied my feet together. She picked up the last 10-yard rope and tied my knees together, too. Below and above. She tied every bond with the same technique. Jean helped me onto my knees. Then she took the 25-yard rope and tied it around my torso to secure my arms to my back. When she was done, she laid me on my stomach again. But she wasn't done yet. She pulled a small cable tie out of her pocket. She pulled my legs up and attached them to my bound hands to put me in a very strict hogtie. My feet were very close to my hands. It was very difficult to move around. Then she took off my socks and held them in front of me.
“Open wide, Kyle.” She said to me.
“No pleammmmhhhh.” I tried to say, but she pushed them in my mouth.
She put her hand over my mouth so I couldn't spit it out. She quickly picked up the ballgag and stuffed it in my mouth as well. She fastened it behind my back. My socks taste not very good, and with the ballgag in my mouth I couldn’t spit them out.
“Perfect. Now I got my little Dalmatian nicely tied up and gagged.” She smiled at me.
“MMMPPPHHH MMMPPHHH.” I tried to reply.
I was helplessly stuck and had no chance to escape. I was in her hands for at least three and a half hours until dinner. She knelt down at my feet and started tickling me. Her favorite way to torture me because she knows how ticklish I was on my feet. I tried to squirm, but it was kind of hard. I laughed into my gag. “MMPPPHH MMMPPPHHH” was all that came out.
She tickled me for at least 30 minutes before she stopped. Jean stood up and walked in front of me.
“I go to the bathroom. Stay here. It's not like you have a choice, haha.” She laughed while walking out of the room.
I looked at the clock on the wall next to the door. It was shortly after 3.
“Still 3 hours. what else has she planned?” I thought.
I tried to wiggle around a bit, but no chance. It was very hard to move because of the strict hogtie. After 15 minutes I heard Jean coming back. She opened the door. She was not wearing her costume anymore. She was wearing a T-Shirt and short jeans.
“This is more comfortable.” She said. "But you'll have still some time in your costume, little dalmatian." She smiled at me.
“MMMPPPHH MMPHH.” I tried to say and nodded with my head.
“Okay. You will have now some time on your own. You can try to escape, but I think there is no way out.” She said to me.
“MMPPPHH.” Was all came out.
Jean turned on the TV, turned on my PS3, and started to watch the movie “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”. I really liked this movie. She sat down next to me on the ground.
“Oh wait, I forgot something.” She picked up her phone from her bag and took some pictures of me. “We want to capture those special moments, don't we?” She laughed.
After taking a dozen pictures, she showed them to me. My face immediately turned red when I saw myself bound and gagged in a Dalmatian costume. But it was also kind of funny.
“Your mum told me, that she wants to make a photo album with all these kinds of photos for you.” Jean told me.
“My mother wanted to do what? A photo album where I’m tied up in or without costumes? I mean it was a nice idea, but if anyone would see this, it would be very embarrassing.” I thought.
I still have the photo album and it’s very big . And it's nice to remember that time. It was a beautiful present. Jean sat down next to me and we started watching the movie. the film lasts 2 hours 47 minutes. That means that we watch the movie until dinner. the perfect length.
Not much exciting happened during the movie. She sat down next to me on the ground and I turned my head so that I could see the movie. She put a pillow under my head so I would be more comfortable. When the half movie was over, she stood up, picked up a scissor from my TuG-bag, and cut the cable tie. It was a good feeling not longer to be in a hogtie. Then she sat down next to me again. Sometimes she would tickle me at my feet or the side of my stomach. Starting in the last 30 minutes of the movie, she put her legs on my back. I turned my head towards her and she just smiled. The rest of the film we then watched in peace to the end. Even if her legs disturbed a bit on my back. When the movie was over, it was 6 o'clock. Dinner time. I thought she would untie me now, but I was wrong.
"I will go and get the food for us." She said.
"MMMPPPH MMMPPHH MPPPPHH." I tried to answer.
"What's that? You think just because dinner is ready I'm going to untie you?" She asked with a smile.
"MMPPPHHH MMPPHH." I tried to say and nodded my head.
"haha, no. It's not that easy Kyle." She laughed and walked out of my room.
She went downstairs to get the food.
"Is she trying to feed me or what is she up to?" is what I was thinking.
A short time later she came back upstairs. she carefully opened the door with her elbow and walked in.
“I said that you can’t come downstairs because you’re tied up. Your parents were fine with that and put everything on a tray.” She said to me.
She placed the tray in front of me. On it were 2 plates with pasta and tomato sauce, 2 glasses of water, a small towel and cutlery but only for one person. She put a plate in front of me, lifted my head, and took the pillow away. She loosened the ball gag and I spit out the socks.
"They're finally out. They don’t taste well." I said. "Now what? Are you going to feed me? Because there's only one fork?" I asked Jean.
"No, you can eat by yourself. I mean, you have a mouth, don't you?" She replied.
"Wait, you're not going to untie me? You want me to eat like a dog?" I asked her, confused.
"Yeah, why not? You look like a dog, then you can eat like one." She laughed out loud.
"HAHA, very funny." I said annoyed.
"If you're not hungry, then I can gag you again now." She said and took the ball gag in her hand.
"WAIT, WAIT, PLEASE." I said loudly. "I'm hungry, but it’s kind of embarrassing."
"But who's going to see it? I mean, we're the only two here. Your parents are downstairs and your mom said your siblings aren't home. And as you know, I'm not going to say anything to anybody. No one will know anything about this." She said as she picked up her plate and the fork.
“…fine. I think I had no choice.” I said to her.
“You’re correct. Bon appetit.” She said smiling.
“Bon appetit.” I answered quietly.
We both started eating our noodles. It was very hard to eat like that, and it was also embarrassing. It didn't take long and Jean was done eating. I was maybe halfway done.
"Haha, you look so funny eating." She laughed out loud.
"Be quiet!" I said annoyed.
"Okay, okay. Don't be mad. I'll be quiet until you're done eating." She said.
I ate everything on my plate. My mouth and cheeks were full of tomato sauce.
"Here, let me help you with the glass." She said to me.
I lifted my head and she held the glass out for me to drink well. Then she picked up the small towel, dipped it a little in the glass, and cleaned my face.
"Now you look good again. The makeup is almost gone, but it doesn't matter." She said to me.
"Thank you." I said softly, still a little embarrassed.
"Oh come on, it wasn't that bad. And you kept your costume clean. Well done." She laughed.
"Can you untie me now?" I asked her.
"Hmmm. Let me think about that for a moment." She told me.
"Come on, please. I'm tied up for ovmmmmppphhh." I was interrupted as Jean put the ballgag in my mouth again.
"I think you need some more time. Let me see what time it is. It's 6:30. Let's say another half hour, then I'll untie you.” She said.
“MMMPPPHH MMMPPPHH MMMMPPPHHH.” I started to protest.
She immediately started tickling my feet again. It was kind of annoying to be tickled again. I tried to roll around, but she sat down on my legs. Game over. No chance to squirm. I let Jean do as she wanted. I laughed loudly into my gag. She had no mercy. After some time I looked at the clock. 7:02. YES. The time is over.
“MMMPPPPHHHH MMMMMMPPPPHHHH MMMMPPPHHHHH.” I cried into my gag.
“What is, Kyle? Are you now enjoying it?” She laughed.
“MMMMPPPPH MMPPPPHHH.” I tried to say that the time is over and pointed to the clock with my head. Jean looked at the clock.
"Oh, time's up already? Oh well. A promise is a promise." She said to me.
Jean stood up and helped me to my feet. She started to untie the rope around my body. Then she untied the rope around my elbows and hands. While she untied my knees and feet, I took the ball gag out of my mouth.
"And did you have fun?" asked Jean to me.
“Most of the time, yes. But at dinner, I think you had more fun than me.” I replied.
“Yeah, I think so, too.” She said while smiling.
"But it's all right. I had a lot of fun today." I smiled back. "I'm going to the bathroom and get ready." I said to her.
I picked up my pajama and went into the bathroom. I changed out of the costume and looked in the mirror. My left eye was still black, but the rest of my face was clean. I washed my face and put on my pajama. I picked up the costume and went back to my room. Jean had also put on her pajama. She also grabbed the ropes back and took the dishes down to the kitchen. I put the costume back into the crate.
“Thanks for cleaning my room, Jean.” I said with a smile
“No problem, Kyle. Should we watch another movie?” Jean asked me.
“Yeah, good idea. Should we watch Fast and Furious: Tokyo Drift? I love this movie.”
I asked her.
“Sounds good.” She answered.
I put the disc into my PS3. We sat down on the ground and watched the movie.
When the movie was over, it was already 9 pm. We sat there a little longer and talked about that day and the upcoming day. At 10 pm, my father came into my room.
"It's bedtime, kids. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night." He said to us with a smile.
"Good night." We said both at the same time.
I got up and lay down in my bed and Jean laid down on the mattress.
"Okay, I'm going to turn off the light. I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Good night Jean." I said to her.
"Yeah, me too. Good night, Kyle." She replied.
I turned off the light. There was a light switch right above my bed.
The End
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