It was in the seventies. My girl friend Chrissy was about 11 and I was 10 years old and we were watching TV on a Sunday afternoon in hot summer. It was the German wild west movie "Old Surehand" and in this film a girl and her boyfriend were captured by some Indians and were both tied up to the stake. While being bound to the stake they did some love talk and at the very moment Chrissy took my hand into her hand and she snuggeld up to me and it seemed she was very thrilled watching this sequence and I was, too. The next morning we were talking with our class mates Rita and Karl about the film and they had the idea to play Cowboy and Indians in the nearby woods after school. Chrissy and I we agreed with delight and it was decided that Chrissy and I should dress up as cowgirl and cowboy and Rita and Karl as Indians as each of us had still the matching carnival costumes. It was decided that Chrissie and I should penetrate in the woods where Rita and Karl where hiding and that we should try to capture each other. Chrissy and I had revolver belts and Rita and Karl had some plastic tomahawks and spears. So Chrissy and I penetrated into the woods very carefully, trying to spot the two Indians. We were really thrilled and then, suddenly, Karls and Rita were behind us and told us to surrender:
"Hugh. Palefaces. Hands up. You're our prisoners."
Chrissy and I raised up our hands and then our captors approached and took our revovers out off our holsters so that we were completely disarmed. Chrissy raised up her hands even higher and played the helpless female:
"Oh. Please. Don't kill us. What, what will you do with us?"
"Hugh. White squaw and wimpy paleface will be bound to the stake! Move! Move!
It was the absolute delight for all of us. Chrissy and I we enjoyed it really to be the helpless captives and Rita and Karl had fun to have us at their complete mercy. We had to move in front of them with our hands raised up for a while and then we arrived to a place where they had deposited a coil of rope. We had to cross our hands behind our buttocks and they tied up our wrists and then they decided to gag us with our own scarves as palefaces where always talking with splitted tongue so that we were not allowed to talk. Then we had to stand against a tree and several loops of rope were wounded tightly around our chest, belly and legs so that we were tied up very close one to the other. I felt Chrissy's tender and soft body pressed against mine and it was the absolute delight, even better as in the film we had seen. Rita and Karl made a great show, they danced around our stake a weird war dance and then they started to fondle and to molest us, caressing us with their plastic tomahawk and they insulted us as white weaksisters and wimpy whiteys. Chrissy and I we moaned and whimpered into our gags and then our Indian captors started to collect some firewood and put it around our feet. It was really realistic and Chrissy and I got kind of really scared as Karl put out some matches and lighted up the first one. All in all Chrissy and I we spend some two hours at the stake and as there was no Old Surehand to free us and finally our Indian captors told us that we had had our lesson and that we should never again dare to enter into their territory without permission and then we were freed and we went all out of the wood. It was a great game and we decided that we would do some other games at other occasions. Later on I accompanied Chrissy to her home and she gave me a kiss and told me that she had enjoyed it very much to have be bound with me at the stake and I too, I dreamed of this experience still for a long time...
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