Tales of the Rope

Chapter 11: The Haunted House

A little ways down the old Taylor road there is a house that has been abandoned for years. Taylor’s son owns it, but he lives in Europe and hasn’t been here for years. There are stories about that place being haunted by the ghost of Taylor’s wife who took her own life in that house. Kids won’t go there, and even adults hurry past after dark. They say you sometimes see eerie glowing lights in the upstairs rooms. But only after midnight.

Darlene’s friends, knowing of her love of a good scare, decided to play a trick upon the poor, innocent girl. Two of her girlfriends, under the pretext of helping to celebrate her eighteenth birthday only three days before, they got her over, promised a little lesbian lovemaking, and then tied her up. They played with her, “forced” her to service them, and then teased her into a very satisfactory orgasm. She’s spent most of the afternoon and evening hogtied in Kathy’s house, enjoying it but knowing from their expressions and giggles that they were planning something more. She did not, however, have the slightest idea what it might be.

After dark, a boyfriend of one of the girls came by with his van. They carried the naked and hogtied Darlene out to the van and dumped her within. Then they drove to the old Taylor place. Darlene was amazed that her friends let a boy see her all naked and tied up. She started to protest, but the threat of a gag made her shut up.

There is a driveway alongside the house and they used it to hide the van in the back. At that point the ball gag she had been threatened with was added to her bondage, silencing the poor girl. Darlene was carried inside, but only after being allowed to see that is it the old haunted house they had all feared as kids. She began struggling as soon as she realized what they were planning, but they had bound her too tightly for her to wiggle from their grasp. It was not hard for the three of them to carry one wiggling female.

They didn’t want lights that might alert someone there was something going on in the old house. Next to the front room there was a coat closet. They opened it. The door creaked. The boy went inside and began screwing heavy metal rings into

That would have been pure torture for most girls, but Darlene was extremely supple, had great circulation and was very flexible. She had taken that long

of her hands facing each other. A big roll of wide duct tape was produced and they wrapped it around her wrists, over the cotton clothesline. Half a dozen wrappings then they moved the tape down her hands until they were wrapping her fingers. A dozen feet of tape later, her hands were encased in tape, making them into cones of silvery gray with no

the clothesline. They

her arms tight against her back. Then they taped around her upper arms and chest. They used the whole roll of

By the time the rings were

this was too much work for something quick. And she knew from unpleasant experience that they only used tape over other bondage when they wished to make it impossible for her to ever work free. It wasn’t hard for her to