Too many Ropes by Softouch
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“What’s the matter Jerry? Don’t tell me you're afraid of a few ropes, a great big baseball player like you.”
“No,” Jerry said way back in his throat while his worried eyes looked at the coils of soft cotton clothesline his roommate Greg was holding. How did he get himself into these things?
At first, Jerry thought Greg was joking. They had both been telling stories about the crazy things they had done as kids and maybe Jerry had shown off too much by telling Greg what a great escape artist he had been at summer camp. It had been kind of fun back then to let the other boys tie him up and then watch their amazed faces when he escaped so easily from their poorly tied ropes. But now Greg was taking him seriously.
“Here’s the deal,” Greg was smiling at Jerry as he moved closer to him with his coils of rope. “You let me tie you up any way I want and I'll give you twenty minutes to make one of your famous escapes. If you can't do it, then you buy the beer this weekend, but if you escape we'll let you drink for free.”
“I don’t know Greg,” Jerry stalled for time. “I was just a kid then and—“
“What’s the matter? Are you chicken?”
Nobody had called Jerry a chicken since he wore romper clothes and the taunting way Greg was smiling at him made Jerry angry. “Go ahead! You probably can't even tie a square knot!”
Jerry let Greg sit him down on the floor and he didn't resist as Greg drew Jerry’s arms behind his back and then began wrapping clothesline around his crossed wrists. Jerry felt the soft coils of rope gripping him tighter and tighter and he only flinched a little when he felt Greg pulling his knots tight.
But then Greg reached his arms around Jerry’s head and Jerry was surprised to see that Greg was holding a knotted bandanna spread between his hands. Nobody had said anything about gags and Jerry made the mistake of opening his mouth to tell Greg that he didn't want that thing in his mouth. But Greg just chuckled as he thumbed the thick knot of cotton deep into Jerry’s mouth and then started pulling the two ends of folded cloth back behind Jerry’s neck.
“We don’t want no heckling from the peanut gallery,” Greg told him as he tied the two ends of the bandanna tightly behind Jerry’s neck.
Jerry didn't like this; he didn't like it at all. That thick hard bandanna knot was crowding up against his tongue inside his small mouth and it hurt where the two ends of tied cloth were pulling back on the corners of his mouth. Then his stomach rolled over as Jerry suddenly hoped that the bandanna was a clean one and not one of Greg’s snot-rags.
But Greg didn't care; he was having too good a time as he grabbed Jerry’s ankles and then began wrapping another long length of the clothesline as tight as he could around Jerry’s bare skin. Then he cinched a final knot tight and stood up over Jerry.
“Go ahead, Escape Artist, let’s see you escape.”
Jerry began rolling around on the floor and trying to get his hands free. But clever Greg had tied Jerry’s wrists together in such a way that it was almost impossible for him to get his fingers on the tight knots.
Then Jerry bit down on the bandanna and tried to ignore the drool that was building up in his mouth while he tried twisting his wrists inside of the coils of rope and tried to get them to loosen up a little. It was working. The combination of Jerry’s twisting and the sweat that was building up on his arms were working together to make the tight coils of rope just a little looser. Now, if he could only
Oh no! Smiling Greg was standing over Jerry with another long length of clothesline in his hand. “Sorry Roomy, I think I made it too easy for you.”
Jerry protested into his drool-thickened gag that this wasn't fair, but there was nothing he could do to prevent Greg from wrapping that coil of rope around the back of Jerry’s knees and the back of Jerry’s neck until the young baseball player was being bent up in half and he could almost kiss his knees.
“Try working on that!” Greg laughed.
Jerry growled into the soggy cloth that was filling up his mouth now and made a promise to himself that he was really going to make Greg pay as soon as he got loose from this.
But then he realized that getting loose was not going to be so easy. Being bent over like this was putting a lot of pressure on his shoulders and Jerry could already feel sharp pains each time he tried to move his arms. More than that, being bent up double like this was putting a lot of pressure on Jerry’s abdomen so that it was getting harder and harder for him to breathe. Already he could feel himself getting dizzy.
And then he heard Greg laughing out loud. Jerry looked up from his cramped position to see Greg standing over him with yet another long length of the clothesline.
“I saw this in a book once and I can't wait to try it,” Greg told him.
Jerry shook his head from side to side and almost choked on the drool that he had to XXXX down his throat while he tried to tell Greg that he had already used too many ropes.
But Greg didn't seem to care about the way poor Jerry was mmphing and gagging. He was having too much fun as he began lashing his harsh rope tightly between Jerry’s ankles and his wrists to squeeze the baseball player’s body into an even tighter and smaller accordion.
This really hurt and Jerry was close to passing out from the lack of air he was able to breathe with his body in this position.
But then he looked up to see Greg’s grinning face hovering him. Then Greg’s big wrestling hand held Jerry tight by his forehead to hold his head still while his other big hand held a magic marker which he used to draw a big “L” on Jerry’s forehead.
“That’s an L for Loser,” Greg chortled. “Guess you're buying the beer!”
Poor Jerry mmphed into his gag and nodded his head as best as he could to tell Greg that he surrendered. Okay, he lost and he was going to buy the beer. Now he wanted Greg to turn him loose.
But Greg just laughed and laughed as he danced out of the room to tell everyone in the dorm about how he had made a fool out of Jerry.
And poor Jerry could only lie there in pain with his body tightly hugged by all of those ropes while a single tear began to run down his cheek.
THE END
Jerry played by Hunter
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/20/2005