As I begin taping Olivia to the bench sitting along one of the school corridors, we go ahead and roll the camera on a tripod, looking down at her face, while she introduces herself and her video blog, and goes on explain that she is about to do a triple dare with the help of her trusted pal, The Masked Tickler (me). It’s in public (our school grounds after hours); she’s going to perform the duct tape challenge; and she’s doing the tickle dare while duct taped if she can’t break from the bench in 2 minutes! Olivia seriously hopes this little stunt will boost her cred amongst other online video bloggers. After all, we’re doing a kidnap challenge, a duct tape challenge, and a tickle dare if she doesn’t manage to get free.
Legs secured straight along the bench, I move up to her body and arms, taping across her torso, and finally plant a strip across Olivia’s pretty lips. Then, I follow that with another, and another. She is effectively silenced now as I go about further securing her to the bench, secretly breaking our little agreement by going further than the duct tape, so that there’s no way she’ll manage to free herself in time to avoid her tickling dare punishment. She doesn’t know about the zip-ties, as I leave them rather loose for the moment, and above the tape, so that she can’t feel them against her skin. I use some around her ankles and wrists, securing them more tightly to the wooden bench she is laying atop at about knee level, though she still isn’t aware of the added dimension of the zip-ties to her restraints. She’s not going anywhere now as I now make sure the camera is pointed right at Olivia, then start also filming with one that I have also brought.
From this point, it’s up to me to serve as narrator, even if it is her blog, since she is gagged with sticky tape. So, without getting in the way of the stationary cam, I calmly announce that Olivia will now take part in the second part of her challenge three’fer, and attempt to break free of the duct tape in under two minutes, or face the terrible Tickle Dare, thanks to Yours Truly! I then say “Go!”, and the giggling girl begins wrestling around atop the bench yanking more furiously as the tape doesn’t seem to be yielding.
Realizing what I’ve done, Olivia gives me the stink-eye and really starts to thrash around, so much so that I’m glad I picked a bench firmly bolted down to the ground! Though she has a full minute to go, we both know she isn’t getting free of the bindings, and I start to remove her shoes while she giggles in anticipation of the inevitable.
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