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 Sunday May 21st 2000 05:21:07 This one happened to me at the age of eight:
It was antoher friday afternoon, when both my parents used to work.

   When I usually came from school, my mom was home for lunch, because she
worked only in the afternoons and when I got back from school, she would
make lunch and then take off, when the babysitter arrived, who was named
Tom.  I have a bigger brother, who was 14 at that time, named Jules. 
Normally, he would spend the friday afternoon doing his sports at school,
but due to some circumstances I can't remember, he had the day off.  The
baby sitter was another guy from the neighborhood, at the same age as my
bro.  I must say that me and my brother had many differencies during that
time, which means he always thought I was imitating him in any way,
concerning the music he listened to, the hobbies he had and so on, and that
annoyed him very much.  Besides that, I always had a good relationship to
my bro, besides those differencies.

   Back to the story: That afternoon, the sitter came as usual, my mom took
off.  He was not in the best mood that day and seemed to be enervated by
everything I begged for.  He then put me in front of the TV and decided to
hang around with my brother, because he didn't want to take care for an
eight year old.  I was very bored, just watching TV all day.  So I decided
to look what my bro and Tom were up to.  So I went up to my brother's room
and burst into the room.  My brother stared at me with a puzzled look,
'cause he wasn't expecting me.  They were playing some videogames
(Streetfighter, or sth.  like it), and when I burst in, my brother lost
concentration and lost the round.  He came close and pushed me outside the
room and said: "Go downstairs, brat, you're gettin' on my nerves." I was
starting to mumble sth.  about being bored, but my brother just shut the
door.  I didn't want to be ignored, so I again opened the door.  "Listen,
brat!  If you open that door again, something bad will happen to you!", he
gnashed.  I first considered going downstairs, but in the middle of the
stairway, I turned around and walked again, direction my bro's room,
because I didn't take the threat to serious.  I opened the door again and
it seemed that my brother and Tom were already waiting for me.

   "I told you he would come back," said Jules.  I just stared at them,
when they grabbed me.  "Ok, brat, now you're gonna get it.", said Tom with
a grin.  I started to panic, cause I had a bad feeling about that.  They
dragged me into the room and pinned me to Jules' bed.  I was starting to
get out of their grip, but both guys were to strong.  I began to panic and
yell.  "Good god", said Tom, "can't we make him stop crying?" "Good idea",
said Jules, and let go of me, whilst Tom still held fast.  Jules opened his
closet and took out a sock.  "Let's just gag the brat." I looked very
suprised, when the two put the sock in my mouth.  "We gotta fix it, else he
spits it out." Then they took off my right shoe and removed the shoelace.
"It's too short." They took the other shoelace, after removing the left one
and knotted them together.  Then they wounded it around my head and fixed
it.  "What next?" - "I don't know.  Let's punish him.  " They then took off
my socks and tickled my feet.  I was winding myself in their grip, and they
almost let go off me, but then they came to another idea: "That's not good.
He's moving too much, we can'T tickle him and hold him at the same time." -
"Then let's tie him up." I was looking panicked, but I couldn't do
anything, and so I let them do.

   "What can we use to tie him?" - "I don't know, do you have any ropes
around?" - "Nah.  Not around.  And I would have to search a lot to find
some." - "Let's tie him with his own clothes." - "Do you think, that it'll
work?" - "We could give it a try." I was trying to defend myself again,
when they pinned me harder to the bed.  After a while, I gave in, and let
them do: Tom held my legs, while he sat on my stomach.  Jules sat on my
arms, spread away from my body, and took off my long sleeved shirt and
layed it next to me.  He held fast to my arms while Tom opened my pants. 
"Let's strip him completely, so he won't escape if he removes his bonds."
They then took off my pants and then my underpants until I was completely
naked.  Then they rolled me to my stomach and fixed my hands crossed behind
my back.  Then they took my longsleeve and tied my hands.  Tom took my
pants and tied my legs together.  Then they rolled me back to my stomach.

   Jules removed his belt and told tom to do the same.  They connected the
belts to leg and arm bonds and fixed them to the bedpost, so I was spread
in lenght.  Then they began the tickling again.  After quarter an hour I
was bathed in sweat and I was mumbling.  "I can't hear you.", laughed
Jules. They then closed the window shutters and turned off the light and
left me alone in the dark for a while.  After some time they came back and
put some Ice cube, which they got from the fridge, on my belly. 
Afterwards, they sat in front of the video game again and played for
another our, me still tied to the bed posts.  After a while, Jules said:
"Geez.  My moms gotta get home any minute now." They came to me and Jules
said: "Do you promise not to get on our nerves for the remaining time?" I
nodded.  "Ok.  But if you do, will tie you again with your own clothes,
understand?" They then took off the belts and untied me, then throwing the
clothes into my room.  "Now get dressed, or do you want to catch a cold?"
laughed Tom.  That's it.  I never tried to get on the nerves of my brother
again, but he and Tom seemed to have fun tying me up, and so I had the
ungrateful opportunity to get undressed and tied up again by my brother,
but that's another story.

   J.J.