I was carried back down into Brent’s not overly clean basement. He carried me to the middle of the room and placed me on my stomach, I was still pretending to be KO’d as he grabbed a roll of gorilla tape (way harder to get out of than duct tape) and started wrapping my wrists behind my back, but he didn’t stop there. He wrapped tape above and below my elbows before sitting me up and taping around my torso, effectively pinning my arms to my side. Brent then went to work on taping my legs above and below the knees as usual and then at the ankles. “See this is what happens when you escape and get caught again, snoopy bank workers get bound and gagged even tighter!!!” Brent mocked as he rolled me onto my stomach. I pretended to come out of the chloroformed state and started to struggle. He just mocked me more and took the gorilla tape and wound tape around my ankles and then back over my mouth, he wound tape around in this manner several times, arching my head up and placing me into a tight hogtape style hogtie.
“I have a new idea! I got a toy that we can use for purposes of our game, do you wanna try it? Its going to be a new escape challenge!” Brent asked me, I was intrigued naturally and thought I would give it a go “Mppph” <Sure> Brent left the room and I took the opportunity to test my gorilla tape bonds. They were super tight. There was no way I was going to get free anytime soon without help or something sharp! Brent came back with what looked like a bomb you would see in corny noir films. My eyes got wide and I started to struggle. “Hey don’t worry this is just a fake clock style puzzle in the shape of a bomb. Since I know you love the peril aspect of this stuff I thought it would be a nice early birthday gift.” Brent then went through a quick demo on how to work the thing. It was similar to this but way less realistic looking: http://nootropicdesign.com/projectlab/2 ... ble-clock/
“So here is the challenge, you have 20:00 to escape and/or disarm the device by pulling out this cord here.” Brent pointed at the bright red cord that needed to be removed to de-activate the fake bomb. “Since I taped you up real tight, Mr. Teller, I will give you some hope.” Brent went over and dropped off a scissors about 20 meters away from me. “The only kicker is you need to worm your way over in order to get to it. Will you be able to do it in time? If you escape; game over you win. However, if you fail to escape from this I am going to retie you in a way that not even Houdini could escape from and you will spend the night like that, deal??” Brent finished with his directions.
It was an interesting offer, it would be way easier to escape and pull a simple cord than it would be to find hidden keys or a phone. “Mmmmphhhpp” <Deal> I said behind my gag and shook my head as best I could despite the hogtape. Brent walked over, picked up the Gorilla Tape and started to bind my hands together into a prayer position. “mmmpphh mppph mppphhh” <What the hell?> I asked behind my gag.
“Oh sorry, I never said I was done……now I’m done, can’t make it too easy!” Brent mocked me as he finished wrapping tape around my hands. Even if I made it to the scissors there was no way I was going to be able to get ahold of them. I watched as Brent started the timer. I went to work moving around on the floor. Struggle in this position was exhausting, it compresses your chest and the arched hogtape makes it somewhat tricky to get a good breath. I was exhausted quick. Brent just sat in the corner watching my struggles as I twisted in turned in my Gorilla Tape bindings. All I could do was squirm and watch the clock as it ticked down to zero. Realistically even without my hands taped up like they were there was no way I would have been able to get out in time. The alarm rung loud when it hit zero and I moaned in defeat; “mmmmhhhpphhhhhhhh….”
Brent didn’t waste any time. “You know what that means! You are my little captured bank teller for the night, loser!” Brent grabbed the scissors and cut away the hogtape but kept all my other bonds in tact as he helped me to my feet. It actually took him a good deal of time to do so. That’s how strong the Gorilla Tape was, another reason to think I wouldn’t have any chance to escape anyways. “Hop” Brent ordered me to start hopping, I must have looked like an idiot as he led me to a solid metal beam in the middle of the room.
Brent set my back to the pole and started to wrap rope around my ankles securing me to the poll, he pulled out more rope and tied my torso and thighs to the poll as well, he probably used 100ft of rope from my ankles to my torso. There was no way I was getting out of this but at least it was more comfy than my hogtaped position. Brent then grabbed a roll of regular duct tape. “Mpppphhhpppphhll” <Seriously> I asked. “Yup you lost!” Brent just mocked as he taped my head to the poll as he wrapped about eight times around my gagged mouth to the back of the pole. Brent then went over a few of the places he had tied rope including my ankles, thighs, and chest. As he said it was for “good measure.” Brent then picked another scarf out from the dirty laundry and tied it over my eyes before taping over that and to the pole as well. “Well I don’t think you will get out of that! I am going to head upstairs and finish some homework, I will check on you later, you can breathe alright?” He asked. “Mpphmmhhh” <Yuppppp> I attempted to struggle, but literally couldn’t move at all, as I heard Brent head back upstairs. I spent a good majority of the night taped and roped to that pole, probably three hours, until Brent got bored and untied me thankfully. That would have been a long night to stay bound so tightly. We played video games for the rest of the night. Safe to say my next few shifts at the bank were a stress-free breeze.
***This was probably one of my favorite times with Brent. Everything went right. It was also one of our last times before he took a position in another country after school. Luckily my significant other has no problem tying me up every now and then. I hope you liked the story!! Feel free to ask any questions.