Synopsis: a bondage addicted babysitter is bored of the kid she babysits to play cops and robbers in such a clumsy way, so she will do her best to improve his binding skills, but it all turns out in an unexpected way.

“Bye, Mrs Stephenson, bye, Mr Stephenson! Don’t worry, we’ll have really fun!”

Hannah Albright waved the marriage good bye, while their six-year-old child stood behind his babysitter. Kevin Stephenson was a good an innocent boy who didn’t cause Hannah any problem. Actually, the contrary, he was very polite given his age and the young twenty-two year old babysitter couldn’t feel more grateful of her job.

She was pretty hot. Blonde with blue eyes, with a Chloe Toy’s look alike. She was wearing a short tight pink top which showed her belly and left her back’s tattoo in plain sight, and a long smart white skirt.

“So, Kevin. What do you wanna play today?” she asked anticipating his answer.

“Cops and robbers!” cheered the kid, who left the room to gather the needed supplies.

It wasn’t a surprise for Hannah, cops and robbers was Kevin’s favorite game ever, and they had played it several times. Anytime Hannah stayed to babysit him, actually.

Little did the kid know, of course, that her babysitter was deeply into bondage. He probably didn’t know that word even existed. So, being repeatedly tied up wasn’t much of a problem for the blondie. What was a problem, though, was that the kid wasn’t any good in bondage. Not like he needed to, but Hannah yearned for some real adventure, a little bit of inescapable helplessness. Was that too much to ask for?

He came back with a poor roll of tape in his hands. Their parents owned a hardware store, so bondage items weren’t a problem for that kid. Instead, he always chose the clumsiest and most boring things to truss her up.

“Freeze, little cop! Put your hands up!” he shouted, pointing at her with his finger.

“Oh, no!” she pretended to be scared. “What are you going to do with me, bad guy?”

“Well tie you up for starters, while I go ransack this house!”

Then, he approached her and forced her hands in front, where he wrapped the roll of tape barely twice around her wrists. He then put a stripe of tape over the girl’s lips.

“Okay, lady, don’t move!”

She rolled her eyes while the kid moved around the house, pretending to be looking for something to take with him.

Well, while Hannah usually pretended to be unable to move, she decided she had had enough that day. If that kid wanted to tie her up so often, he better did it good. So, when Kevin left the room, she just undid her bindings without any effort and took the tape off her mouth.

She moved looking for him and found him in his parents’ bedroom. She approached him behind his back and pointed at his back with her fingers.

“Freeze! Little man, you’re under arrest!”

Kevin turned around with a surprised expression. He had never been caught by the police before. It felt so unfair!

“It’s so unfair! You’ve never been able to escape before!”

“Well, Kevin, I have to be honest with you. I always could escape, but I’ve always pretended I couldn’t for you. Anyway, I can teach you how to tie me so that I could never escape, if you’re willing to learn”.

“Would you do that?” asked the kid with a shine in his eyes.

“Of course!” answered the blondie, celebrating inside. She could finally experience some real bondage! “First, you have to gather everything you can to tie me up with. And that includes: ropes, tapes, zip ties, everything”.

“Okay, I’m pretty sure my parents have something in the garage!” the kid cheered happily.

Hannah smiled as she saw the kid heading to the garage. REAL fun was about to start.

Kevin came back a few minutes later with a full box, which seemed bigger than himself. There were ropes and different types of tape inside, from normal duct tape to microfoam tape, and even electrical tape. Everything to provide the captive-to-be an inescapable bondage.

“Alright, so if you hand me a coil of rope, Kevin, we can get started”.

The kid did as he was told and gave her sitter a piece of nylon.

“Okay, first of all, you should start with your victim’s hands. Then, she wouldn’t be able to fight you. But, since you’re learning, I’ll do my ankles first, okay?”

“Okay, Hannah” answered the kid innocently.

“First, you have to fold the rope in the middle and wrapped it around the ankles. Get the two edges through the hole and the begin wrapping it around until there are barely more rope. Like this, you see?”

The blondie had her ankles tightly tied up in a blink, showing some rope skills.

“Wow, it seems much tighter than the tape”.

“Well, the tape can be tight as well, you just have to make sure you apply it correctly”.

“Oh, I see”.

“Look, like this”.

Hannah took the first roll of duct tape she found inside the box and moved on to wrap her feet. Soon, she realized it may not work as she wanted, since she still had her socks on.

“By the way, if you want the tape to be really restrictive, you have to make sure it’s around bare skin, not clothes”.

“Restrictive?” asked the kid.

“That means it will keep me from moving” explained the sitter, before removing her socks and leave them over the couch. They could come in handy later.

Soon, she had her feet tightly taped up, so she took another coil of rope and moved on to her knees.

“Let me do my calves and you can practice over my knees, is that okay?”

“Yes, Hannah” complied Kevin.

She repeated the process she had carried out with her ankles below her knees, resulting in another tight binding.

“As you can guess, I can’t tie my hands like this myself, Kevin. But before you do that, why don’t you practice with my thighs?”

“Sure!”

The kid did as her babysitter had taught him and, even though it wasn’t as tight as Hannah would have liked, the result was rather satisfying.

“Okay, now let’s move on to the wrists, but remember: if you want your captive to not be able to move, you should tie her hands BEHIND her back. This is very important, Kevin, if we want the game to be realistic”.

Hannah noticed she wasn’t paying enough attention to the fact that they were supposed to be playing, given how much fun she was having.

The kid repeated the process, and still, the bindings weren’t tight enough, as for Hannah’s standards. Far from getting satisfied, she tried another tactic.

“You know, Kevin? Since you are still learning and ropes are a difficult task, why don’t you add a pair of zip ties to my wrists? That way, even if I manage to undo the knot, I’d still be trapped!”

“Wow! That’s a cool idea, Hannah! I knew you were cool I just didn’t know how much!” Kevin seemed to love the idea.

So he took a pair of zip ties and bound her sitter’s wrists a bit more. Then, on Hanna’s behalf, he did the same on her elbows.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

“It doesn’t, Kevin. Don’t worry about that”.

“Well I think your very much ‘restrictive’, Hannah”.

“Well, you’re kind of right, Kevin, but there’s still one more thing I could do” Hannah gave the kid a mischievous look. Then, realizing he was just six, so he wouldn’t understand it, she explained. “I could scream for help”.

“Oh, that’s right” the kid said, and provided the girl with the same gag she had been given before.

Hannah, as a graphic way to prove her point, screamed:

“HEEEEEEEEELP”

“Wait, how can you scream so loud?”

“Because this is not a proper way to gag someone” she answered, still with the piece of tape over her mouth. “You’ll see, take it out and I’ll teach you how to gag a damsel”.

The kid, once again, obeyed her sitter and took the tape off her mouth.

“First of all, you need something to put inside your captive’s mouth”.

“But I don’t have anything here”.

“Well, you have a couple of socks right here” she said, pointing at them with her head.

“Isn’t it a bit gross?” asked the kid, innocently.

“Well, you shouldn’t worry about your captive to be comfortable, rather than her to be silent, isn’t it? Besides, I’m asking you to do it, so I’m happy with that, Kevin”.

“Are you sure?”

“Completely”.

“Okay, then I stuff one of your socks inside your mouth, then what?”

“Well first of all you should do them both, I have a big mouth, so maybe one wouldn’t be enough to shut me up” pointed out the blondie, increasingly excited by the idea of getting really gagged, at last. “Then, you should cover my lips with tape, up to ten stripes would do. Next, only to be sure I’m not able to ungag myself, you should wrap that one around my head, the white one”.

“Won’t that mess your hair?”

Hannah felt both touched by the kid’s sweetness, but also a bit bothered by all his questions. Anyway, she patiently answered.

“Don’t worry about that, honey. That’s a special tape that doesn’t mess hairs” she lied.

“Okay then”.

The kid struggled to fetch both the blondie’s socks inside her mouth, but finally managed.

“I don’t know, Hannah, I think only one sock was enough, but anyway…”

He completed the gag just like Hannah taught him. She was delighted to see he didn’t stop at the first or second loop when it came to the wrap gag. Instead, he kept on wrapping to eleven loops.

Finally bound and gagged, really bound and gagged, Hannah could enjoy her bondage while the kid moved around the house, looking for something to ‘loot’.

“Now you better don’t move, cop. If you don’t want it to be worse for you”.

‘Not like I could’ tried to answer the blondie. Delighted, she heard as everything that came out was a muffled ‘mphhhhhhfgh’.

Kevin headed upstairs, leaving Hannah in her predicament. She began moaning, knowing that the massive gag the kid had given her prevented her from alert any neighbor.

Wow, she loved bondage. She hadn’t been tied up so tight since she broke up with her boyfriend, and boy she did missed it. Even though she hadn’t asked for a crotchrope ‘she couldn’t think of a believable excuse for asking that to a six-year-old’, she felt aroused and horny.

The bindings, far from completely restrictive, were OK. Specially, those she had provided herself. Anyway, they had enough time to practice in his bondage skills. As for now, that’d have to be enough.

Suddenly, her whole enjoyment turned into scare when she heard the front door opening. It wasn’t possible for the Stephenson to be at home already. She would die of embarrassment if they were!

Unfortunately, who came across the door wasn’t the Stephensons. She was young, maybe younger than her. Or at least, she seemed so, since her face were partially covered by a tube scarf. She was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt.

“MPHHHHHHH!” screamed Hannah as she saw her.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” she observed, sarcastically. “Seems like someone came before me, isn’t it?”

Hannah blushed. How could this be happening?

Suddenly, she heard some footsteps coming down. Kevin!

“Who are you?” asked the kid, innocently, as he saw the masked woman next to her sitter.

“Ehm…” bumbled the newcomer.

“Are you here to play too?”

She barely could hold her laugh. Suddenly, she realized what had happened. It all made sense. So she decided to play along.

“Yes! I’m here to play. But tell me, little man, who taught you to tie like that?”

“Hannah did, she’s very cool!”

“Oh, yeah, I can see she’s very cool. However, there are some tricks I could teach you to, would you like to see them?”

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” protested the girl.

“Isn’t that funny! Hannah loves to play so much she’s pretending to be in real danger! How cool is she?”

“Very cool!!” cheered Kevin. “And yes, I want to see those tricks!”

“Okay then”.

She moved onto Hannah’s ears to whisper:

“You better play along or you and the kid will pay for it, alright?”

Hannah nodded, with tears beginning to run her cheeks. The burglar then took another rope and bound her elbows nice and tight, as Hannah would have liked before being attacked by a real robber.

“You see? This way, she’s not able to move her elbows either.”

“Wow, that seems painful. Are you okay, Hannah?”

“MPhhh” nodded the blondie, even though her bondage was starting to hurt.

“You know? Hannah called me to give you a surprise. So that we could play cops and robbers together. Would you like that?”

“Yes! It’s so funny to have someone else to play!”

“Great. I’m Alisha, by the way” cheered the lady while picking up another rope. She used this one to provide the lady a chest harness.

“I’m Kevin. Wow, that seems so difficult to do. I don’t know if I’d be able to do it myself”.

“Well, Kevin, maybe not now. But for sure you’ll learn”.

She now used tape to attach her already bound wrists to her belly.

“Hey, Hannah did teach me that. She said that you have to use tape only over bare skin, so that it gets sticky and the clothes won’t ruin the binding, right Hannah?”

“Mphh” the blondie, once again, nodded her head feeling defeated.

“Really? Well, Hannah seems like a really good teacher, right friend?”

Hannah didn’t nod this time.

“Now, Kevin. This is completely voluntary, but seems like a good way to truss her up a bit more. Would you like to see it?”

“Yes!!” answered the kid, who seemed to have lost the worries about her sitter.

Alisha, or whoever she was, took a pair of coils of rope and used the first one to bind the upper part of her knees. Next, she put the chest harness she so skilly applied before next to this last tie, making her back to arch a bit, making her uncomfortability to get to another level.

“So, what do you think, Kevin? You think she’s trussed enough?”

“I guess so” answered the kid, shyly.

“Okay, so how about we loot this place now, hm?”

“Yaaaay! We’re bad robbers ready to empty this whole place!” he said, laughing like a villain.

“But, do you want to make this realistic?”

“How?” asked Kevin, intrigued.

“I bet your mum has some jewels and money around the house, doesn’t she?”

The kid nodded.

“Why don’t you bring them to me? And I will look around the ground floor. Then, I’ll pretend I’m leaving like a real robber would do, okay? But don’t worry, I’ll come back?”

“Wow, that sounds very realistic!” exclaimed the boy.

“Do we have a deal?” she offered Kevin a hand, that he stretched firmly before rushing upstairs.

When the kid was out of their sights, Alisha turned towards the babysitter with a devilish smile.

“Okay, Hannah, there are two options here, and I’m afraid you’re not the one to decide which one will be your destiny tonight”.

“MPHHHH” protested the girl, still softly, afraid to suffer from her captor’s rage.

“Tying up the kid is out of the picture, or hurting him. I’m not that kind of burglar, I know I told you what I’d do but, come on, Hannah, I needed you to cooperate” she laughed.

“MPHHHH” protested the blondie again.

“So, option one. If I think I can trust the kid and trick him into not untying you until his parents come home, you can stay here, and out of danger. Option two. If I think you can get untied before I’m far enough, I’m afraid you’ll have to come with me. But trust me, I’ll give your little ass all the bondage a kinky slut like you need”.

The blondie blushed again. So… she knew.

“Oh, come on, Hannah, darling. Who are you trying to fool? All this bindings, knots. I know you love this. Yes, you’re a bondage lover, aren’t you, Hannah?”

The babysitter was now brighter than the sun. Her cheeks burning. Gagged as she was, it wasn’t so noticeable.

“Anyway, Hannah, I have a house to loot”.

She then moved around the ground floor, trying to find something valuable, leaving poor Hannah bound and helplessly gagged, as she wanted, just maybe not that way.

Five minutes later, Kevin and Alisha reunited before their captive, ready to put the loot together. Kevin had taken some valuable jewels from her mother’s drawer, and some cash and a very expensive ‘Rolex’ from her father’s. Alisha, on the other hand, didn’t get such a worth loot, but with Kevin’s would be enough.

“Alright, Kev. Now it’s when I pretend to go. I may be gone for a while, since this needs to be realistic, remember?” the kid nodded. “But I need to ask you a favor. Don’t untie Hannah until I come back, okay?”

“Okay, Alisha, but why?”

“Well because robberies’ captives need to remain bound and gagged til the game is over, don’t you think?”

“Yes, I guess”.

“So, will you untie her?”

“No, Alisha”.

“Do you promise?”

“I do”.

“Pinky promise?” she offered the kid the little finger, that he stretched undoubtfully.

“Pinky promise, Alisha, and pinky promises can’t be broken!”

“Yeah, they can’t” she complied, turning towards Hannah, and winking at her. “Well, then I must be going. Take care of our captive, pal, don’t let her escape!”

“I won’t, boss. I won’t let you down!”

“I know you won’t!”

 Then, she moved out and left the place, leaving kid and babysitter by themselves.

That’s when Hannah began crying through her gag, pleading for Kevin to let her out.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” she began crying, afraid of being discovered like that by the kid’s parents.

But pinky promises are pinky promises.

“I won’t let you go, captive” he said, getting into character. “No matter how loud you try to scream, that gag will do its job!”

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” Hannah kept protesting, but Kevin just ignored her.

“I’ll just stay here and watch you, captive” he claimed, so he sat on the carpet in front of the couch, watching the blondie struggling.

Time passed, minutes, then hours, without Alisha to come back. It was obvious she’d never come back. Or it would be, for anyone but Kevin. Because, pinky promises are pinky promises.

Tired of screaming for help to no avail, Hannah began feeling the arousing sensation she had seeked for in the first place. Kevin was already sleeping. Over the carpet, of course, he had a mission to accomplish and a pinky promise to honor. Anyway, Hannah’s efforts to get free had happened to be useless, so she waited patiently for her employers to find her, feeling an increasing heat growing inside her and struggling to keep it inside until she couldn’t hold herself.

She loved bondage after all.

Observation: maybe many of you preferred the robber to take the second option and take Hannah with her. And trust me, I was about to go that way, but somehow, I felt the idea of being with a kid who doesn't help for pure innocence and naiveness funny. I don't know, maybe Alisha and Hannah have to meet again... maybe in a deeper wayLet me know if you'd like to read it.