Tales of the Rope

Chapter 28: Halloween Tricks and Treats

Halloween is one of my favorite times of the year. There is something so exciting about a time devoted to scary things, and when people can run around dressed up in outlandish costumes and do outrageous things. I have many fond memories of Halloweens past, including many bondage adventures, starting when I was very young.

On that Halloween I dressed up as a cowgirl including western boots, a brown skirt with fringes, white blouse, brown leather vest with fringes, a cowboy hat, and a holster with toy cap pistol. When I left the house I was carrying a big candy bag and looked like any other child going out for trick or treating. But a few houses away I met up with some of my friends and put my plan into action. One of these friends was a nice boy named Billy. We often played together and he had agreed to go along with my scheme. He had agreed to dress up as an Indian complete with war paint on his face.

From my bag I took the two pieces of rope hidden there. Billy then tied my hands behind my back. I’m afraid that my wrists were only crossed; I hadn’t gotten into being bound with elbows touching behind me yet. The second piece of rope had a loop at the end and was noosed around my neck.

We then went trick or treating. Billy held my tether in one hand and his candy bag in the other. I held my bag in my hand and every time we were to get candy I would turn around and stick out my bound wrists for the person to put the candy into my bag.

today, she’s got a wife who spends a lot of time

between houses to cover more ground because more houses equals more candy, and had ridiculously filled bags when we finally had to quit. Before we got home, Billy untied my hands and I hid the rope in some bushes in front of our house. I knew that I couldn’t get away with sneaking rope into the house in my candy bag. Mother always dumped out all my candy on the dining room table so she could inspect it for anything suspicious. She

my memory because it involved bondage. I had a boyfriend then named Edward. And he always insisted on being called Edward, never Ed or Eddy.

a Halloween party. Since this couple were also into bondage, it was only natural that I went as a prisoner. I got one of those prisoner costumes, the ones with large black and white strips. We added a pair of handcuffs and a pair of legirons and my costume was complete. It wasn’t really a costume party but I enjoyed the chance to go out in public wearing a pair of handcuffs. They were locked in front of me as we thought that being locked on behind my back might be a little too much

no matter how hard I tried. My ankles are slender enough to easily fit into a handcuff. That easily, we had a pair of legirons. Some other time I’ll tell you the usual purpose they served, but for that night they were a part of my Halloween costume. I

I guess since it was meant to be put on over regular clothes. It felt like lounging pajamas. Of course I wore nothing underneath, a fact that more than a few people noticed. More than one pair of eyes stared at my nipples poking against the thin cloth. If they suspected that I wore no panties

it should have) and endured the stare of the owner and customers. I told the clerk I was on the way to a costume party but he didn’t look like he believed me. I think it was legirons. I had to take short steps and the chain clinked