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This month's stories:

 Tying up Stacy (Clark)
 A Hot January Weekend (James)
 Wes, his girlfriend and his sisters (Wes)
 Kidnapped with babysitter (Wes)
 Me and Lacey (Da Man)
 The Uniform (Steve)
 Sunday School (Matt T)
 War Games (Scott)
 Ninja Turtles (Zorro)

Wed Mar 31 16:34:06 1999

When my sister was about 18 and I was 13 she tied my ankles and tickled my bare feet .

 Al

Thu Apr 1 11:01:16 EST 1999

Hey Al; do you think you could elucidate further on that episode? I'd love to hear it in more detail. Please?

 Dorain
http://forums.delphi.com/cleantickling/start/?sigdir=cleantickling
cadre_istari@hotmail.com

Thu Apr 1 04:21:40 EST 1999

hello. i have added a quite few chapters to the "slumber party home invasion" story, since i last posted to bob's page. read it at
http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/Rob/www_macleod/index.html

thanks rob

 alex

Thu Apr 01 17:23:41 Eastern Standard Time 1999

Alex, Great Story!!! When can we expect to read more??? Please do not make us wait too long.

 Clark

Thu Apr 1 16:44:15 CST 1999

Guys (& Gals) great stories, I have been reading the older stories and I think they are great. By the way does anyone know another form of "torture" besides tickling

 Micheal Neal
mgn31@hotmail.com

Thu Apr 01 20:40:53 GMT-0500 (Eastern Standard Time) 1999

Hey alex, I went to that website, but I found a bunch of defunt links including the story link. I was wondering what part of Rob's website your story is at? Thanks

Lurker

I all, I have another story of tying up Stacy. To remind everyone, Stacy is 14, petitte, cheerleader, gymnast with blonde hair. She is starting to develop, and has great legs, and thighs. Stacy was having a sleepover with my sister. My sister had taken a nap, but was going to wake in a few hours. I asked Stacy if she wanted to play a game. She had played "capture" with me before, and pretty much liked the game. We pretended that the house was a hotel, and Stacy was a guest. I hid in the bedroom, and when she walked in I grabbed her. I hand gagged her, and carried her to the basement. It was very common to usually have my victims change clothes. My sister had a lot of dress up clothe in the basement, as well as our summer clothes. I would use the clothe they were wearing as a decoy to throw off the others from finding the girl that was captured. (Note: when ever the girls changed, it was always in another room, never anything sexual) So we were in the basement, and I told Stacy that she was going to have to change, so that she would not be able to be found. Stacy agreed, and I handcuffed her to the support pole while I looked for something to wear...

This was my lucky day!!! My older borther, who was away at colllege, used the basement to be alone with his girlfriend. While looking for something for Stacy to wear, I found a bag that belonged to him. When I opened it, I was amazed to find lingerie inside. Stacy saw it as well, and thought it was pretty. Now my brothers girl was 18, and petitte also, not that differnent in size from Stacy. I said kiddingly to Stacy that I should make her wear this, to my shock she said sure, it would be fun. I couldn't get the handcuffs off her fast enough. What was in the bag was a white baby doll nighty, and white thigh highs. Stacy took both, and went into the other side of the basement to change. It seemed like she was in there forever!!! I had to think fast, we had a cot that we sometimes used for guests, i quickly opened it up. When Stacy came out she looked incredible!! Try to picture a 14 yr old in a baby doll nighty, and thigh highs. The nighty stopped just above where the thigh highs began. She saw the cot, and asked what that was for, I told her to behave and she wouldn't get hurt, then I grabbed her and led her to the cot. Then she said "what are you going to do with me", i just kept leading her, while she struggled, she was really good at this game.

I sat her down on the cot, and blindfolded her, next gagged her with a bandana with a knot in it. She struggled some more, but I grabbed her wrists tightly, and began to wrap my neck tie around her wrists. She started to struggle some more, and MMPHING also. I grabbed her legs, which felt, and looked great wth the thigh highs on, and swung them around so she was laying on the cot. i placed her hands over her head, and tied them to the cot. Now she really started to squirm. I quickly grabbed her thighs, to keep her still. Then i crossed her ankels, and began to to them with my neck ties as well. Then i tied her ankels to the cot. Then i tied her knees as well. Now I had a 14yr old blonde in a baby doll nighty, thigh highs tied and gagged to a cot. Wha's next?? tickle her. I began to tickle her feet, and knees. Stacy really began squirm and MMPH. I left her for a few minutes to go upstars, and get some ice. When I came back i began to whisper in her ear that it wasn't over yet. I took the ice and ran it down her arms, and under her arm pits. This really drove her crazy..me too... After torturing her for a little while, I decided to untie her, she said she would have her revenge on me...

 
 Clark

Fri Apr 02 12:09:02 1999

Thanks for all yer loving support....and for deletin' my tale...to return the favor, below is the address to a really cool "true bondage" site I found while surfing yesterday. Don't let the dorky address fool ya....it's a great, non-erotic site (just the guy who made it is nuts..).

ENJOY!!!

 Zorro
gogogadget.simplenet.com

Sat Apr 03 13:51:23 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

Those looking for Alex's slumber party story should look in the story section at this website:

http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/Rob/www_macloed/

Note the spelling "macloed" not "macleod" as Alex accidentally posted.

Cheers!

Bomber

Sun Apr 04 17:22:36 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART I

This is a follow-up to my previous posts. (Mar 5, Mar 8, Mar 27)
 

Jill and I were so embarrassed after we were left tied up and gagged by our kid sister Cindy, especially after our cousins, Janet and Renee, as well as Chris (Janet's girl friend) came over and teased us that we got tied up by a 10 year old. To make matters worse, instead of freeing us, they left us tied to chairs in the lounge room for over an hour.

Anyway, Jill and I had decided to take revenge. Our opportunity came when Chris and Janet came over for a sleepover on Friday night. Our parents weren't going to be home that entire weekend, because they were both going on one of those short weekend holidays to the country.

My parents had left at around 7:00 on Friday evening, and left us a list of instructions stuck on the fridge. Jill, Cindy and I played a few games before my uncle dropped off Janet and Chris at 9:00. Renee wasn't going to come over because my aunt thought that we'd be too much for the 14 year olds to handle.

It was a rather hot night that night, the weather bureau said that it wouldn't go below 23 degrees. Janet was already in her pyjamas when she came over, as was Chris. Jill and I were both dressed in t-shirts and shorts, while Cindy was in her pink teddy-bear pyjama outfit. All of us were barefoot.

We all watched some TV until about 10:30 when we decided to go to bed. We all went upstairs, brushed our teeth, went to the toilet etc and it wasn't until 11:00 that we were all in bed. Janet and Chris were both going to sleep in Cindy's room, which had bunk beds, Cindy went in with Jill in her room, while I slept by myself in my room.

James

Sun Apr 04 17:45:21 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART II

Our plan was to get Cindy first before going after Janet and Chris. We both knew that if we tried to overpower them, we would be the one ending up on the floor tied and gagged, so we decided to do a little role-playing. We were going to be kidnappers who would kidnap the girls for ransom. Knowing the two girls, they would almost certainly play along since they loved role-playing, Janet and Chris were both in drama classes at school.

I waited around five minutes after everyone had gone off to their respective rooms before I decided to head off to Jill's room. I gathered up the ropes and tape and put them in a bag. I grabbed my water pistol and headed to Jill's room. As I walked out of my room and slowly crept past Cindy's room, I could hear Chris and Janet chatter away. Their voices were so loud, you could probably hear them from the moon. Anyway, I crept past Cindy's room and opened the door to Jill's room.

"Oh James, what are you doing here?" Cindy had a surprised look on her face.

I held up the water pistol and pointed in straight at her. Jill jumped up from her bed and walked towards Cindy.

"Oh, no way, you're not tying me up"

"You tied us up sis, its only fair that we get to tie you up"

"Exactly, "Jill piped out, "now we can do this the easy way, or we can do it the hard way, Cindy"

Cindy thought for a moment and finally, she said "Well, OK, but only if you promise not to gag me"

"OK, we won't gag you" Jill promised.

"Lie on the floor sis" I said while reaching for the rope.

James

Sun Apr 04 17:47:18 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART III

Cindy obeyed, and got off the bed and lay down on the floor, stomach down. I gently grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her, crossing them. I took the rope and wound it around her wrists 5 or 6 times. I cinched them tight, not too tight, but tight enough so that she couldn't get out of them. Next came her ankles, I took another length of rope and tied it around her ankles. Jill was standing behind me holding the water pistol, squirting it occasionally at me. Her knees were the next to be tied then followed by her upper body. When I had finished, Jill complemented me on my fine work. My kid sister just lay there on the floor, struggling to free her from my bonds.

"Well, have a good night sis" I teased.

"Your not going to leave me are you?"

"Don't worry, we'll be back with some company for you"

"Your not going to tie up Janet and Chris are you?"

"That's what we had planned, sis. Now, if you keep real quiet, we'll keep our promise and we won't gag you, OK?"

Cindy just whispered something to herself as we walked out of the room and closed the door. As we crept towards Cindy's room, I could still hear Janet and Chris chattering away. Jill had the water pistol in her hand and we were set.

James

Sun Apr 04 17:49:20 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART IV

We burst into the room and Jill held up the water-pistol.

"OK, you girls don't give us any trouble and you won't get hurt" Jill said in her best criminal voice.

My prediction was right, and Chris immediately joined in the act.

"Oh, please don't hurt us, we'll do whatever you say, just don't hurt us" Chris was a really good at acting.

Janet also joined in the role-playing "We'll do whatever you want"

I pulled out the ropes from my bag and dropped them onto the floor.

Chris > "What are you going to do with those"

Me > "Well, if we're going to kidnap you, we have to make sure you don't give us any trouble"

Janet > "Why are you kidnapping us, our daddy isn't rich"

Me > "Don't ask questions, do as your told, now on the floor both of you"

Chris > "Please mister, don't tie us up, we'll be real good, we won't give you any trouble"

Jill > "Tying you up will make sure that you don't give us any trouble"

Chris > "Please, we'll be real good, just don't tie us up"

Me > "That's enough, on the floor, both of you"

After Chris and Janet exchanged glances, they finally got off their beds and lay on the floor.

Me > "OK, hands behind you back"

James

Sun Apr 04 17:51:20 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART V

Both girls obeyed, and pulled their hands behind their backs. I took out some rope and walked over to Janet and tied her wrists firmly together. I then bound Janet's legs at the ankles and knees, then proceeded to tie her upper body. Jill was doing the same to Chris. I was surprised that we'd used up all the rope in the bag, I thought that there would be a lot left over. Both girls just lay there, silent and still the entire time, giving each other the occasional glance The silence was broken when I pulled out the roll of silvery duct tape and some hankerchiefs.

Janet > "What are you going to do with that?"

Me > "Well, we have to make sure that you keep quiet now don't we?"

Janet > "Please mister, we'll be real quiet, you don't have to gag us"

Me > "Enough talk"

Janet > "No please, don…..mmmmphhh"

I stuffed a hanky into her mouth and ripped off a strip of tape, then sealed her mouth. I then walked over to Chris and did the same to her. There they were, two girls, at my feet, bound and gagged and at my mercy.

Me > "Jill, why don't you go get the other prisoner"

Jill > "I'll be right back!"

Jill returned a few minutes later, not with Cindy, but with some ropes in her hand and a super-soaker. She stuck the nozzle into my chest.

James

Sun Apr 04 17:52:35 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART VI

Me > "What are you doing, where's Cindy?"

Jill > "Oh, she fell asleep, so I untied her and put her to bed and you don't honestly think that I've forgotten how you tied me up do you?" (Refer to previous posting)

Me > "But…."

Jill > "No buts, on the bed"

I hesitated, but when Jill squeezed the nozzle, and filled my shirt with water, I climbed onto the bed and lay on my stomach. I could hear Janet and Chris giggling from behind their gags. She pulled my hands behind my back and tied them very tightly. She tied my ankles together, then went for the knees. She then lifted my legs up to my wrists and tied them together, putting my into a tight hog-tie.

Me > "Hey sis, you don't have to hog-tie me do you, it was already tight enough"

Jill didn't respond, instead reaching for my bag, and taking out some hankies.

Jill > "Open up bro"

Knowing fully what was going to happen if I refused, I reluctantly accepted it. She stuffed in right down the sealed it in with tape.

Jill stepped back and looked at her three captives. She left the room and returned with two chairs, the same chairs that Jill and I were tied to the previous week (see last posting). She untied Janet's ankles and knees and walked her up to the chair, she sat her down and tied her ankles to the legs of the chair. Janet whimpered as her hands were forced over the back of the chair behind her. Some more rope was used to tied her upper body to the chair, effectively glueing her to the chair. She used her last length of rope to tied her knees to the chair.

She then walked over to Chris, who was still struggling to free herself, undid the rope binding her ankles and knees and helped her up. Her next move probably shocked everyone.

James

Sun Apr 04 18:04:53 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART VII

She made a break for it! She shrugged away from Jill's grip and ran out the door. Janet was laughing uncontrollably behind her gag Jill grabbed the super-soaker and ran after her, not before giving Janet a squeeze from the super-soaker.

Even though Jill and Chris were both barefoot, I could hear them both running like crazy. Finally, after a few minutes, Chris walked through the door, surprisingly smiling with Jill right behind her. Chris was soaked, her shirt was filled with water and her hair and her gag had almost fallen off. Jill sat her down on the other chair and reached for the tape. Janet and I couldn't hold back the laughs and we cracked up.

Jill > "Oh, you think its funny do you"

Jill pumped up the super-soaker, pointed the nozzle straight at me and squeezed the trigger. Water came pouring out of the nozzle, and I was left trying to avoid the streams of water coming at me, which was hard considering how tightly I had been hog-tied.

She pumped up the super-soaker again, and pointed the nozzle at Janet. Janet let out a few loud mmpphhs and a few shakes of the head before Jill squeezed the trigger and soaked her from head to toe. When she'd finished, we were all laughing uncontrollably. It wasn't too bad actually, it was a very hot night, so we didn't mind being soaked.

After Jill had settled down, she reached for the tape in my bag and tied Chris' ankles to the chairs legs. She untied her wrists, which were quickly retied to the arms of the chair, her body was then pinned to the chair when Jill wound the tape around her body and behind the chair. Jill pulled off the tape-gag, which was hanging off her chin.

Chris > "Could I get a drink please"

Janet and I let out muffled noises behind our gags, indicating that we wanted drinks too. Jill agreed, and undid the tape from our mouths, we spat out the hankies and let out a sigh of relief. Jill walked out the door and went to get our drinks.

 James

Sun Apr 04 18:05:15 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART VIII

Janet and Chris began to taunt me as soon as she left

Janet > "You're gonna get it big time James"

Chris > "Yeah, nobody kidnaps me without getting kidnapped back"

Me > "C'mon girls, I'm tied up with you right now aren't I"

Janet > "But, we're gonna be the captors next time"

Jill returned, with three glasses of water. Janet was the first to enjoy a drink, Jill held up the glass to her mouth and Janet slowly drank from it, she was also the first to be re-gagged, Jill picked up the hanky that she spat out and shoved it into her mouth and tape-gagged her. Jill walked over Chris and gave her the drink then re-gagged her. She then took the third glass, and walked over to me. She held the glass at my lips and slowly poured it down. I'd only gotten a few sips before she tipped the glass and poured the water onto my face. Janet and Chris let out muffled laughs from behind their gags

Me > "Hey, what'd you do that for"

Jill > "No reason in particular"

Me > "Well, at least you can't gag me"

Jill > "Oh, but I've got a special surprise for you, bro"

She pulled out a pair of long socks from nowhere, she rolled one up into a ball and shoved it in my mouth, and used the other one to seal it in.

Jill > "There, that's better isn't it"

I just let out a groan behind my gag.

Jill > "Well, I'm going to bed, see you in the morning"

James

Sun Apr 04 18:05:48 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

A HOT JANUARY WEEKEND
PART IX

Janet, Chris and I let out loud mmmphhhs as she headed out the door. Janet began pulling at her bonds, Chris followed. I didn't bother, I knew that it was next to impossible to get out of one of my big sisters hog-ties. Janet and Chris gave up after realising that they wouldn't be getting loose.

We just lay there, silently and tried to go to sleep. Chris looked like she was half-asleep, her body had slumped forward and she was breathing heavily through her nose.

Then, suddenly, Jill burst into the room, startling everyone.

Jill > "You didn't think I was going to leave you tied up all night did you"

I then got curious of the time, I looked up to the clock on the wall, 1:30!!! We'd been tied up for over 2 hours!

Jill walked over to Janet and untied her. She stretched for a while before walking over to me and untied me. As she was untying me she whispered into my ear, "Don't expect to get much sleep tonight".

She was right, I didn't get much sleep that night.

What happened that night? Did the girls get me back?

Well, that's another story. I'll post it towards the end of this month.

As always, hope you enjoyed the story and thanks

James

Sun Apr 4 23:59:38 EDT 1999

Hey James, just asking for some clarification here... When you said it was 23º in your first part, I assume you meant 23º Celcius, which would be 73.4º Farenheit (thanx to Weather.com)

'Cause if you meant 23º Farenheit (which I use), it would have been FREEZING!

 Jeff (fomerly known as WHSRocket)
JeffHCross@aol.com

Mon Apr 05 17:34:32 Eastern Daylight Time 1999

could someone tell me the best way to gag someone
 

jason
jason_gunn@hotmail.com

Tue Apr 06 01:33:08 Västra Europa, sommartid 1999

Hello everyone!

I'd like to compliment James on the last story! It made good reading.

Jeff/WHSRocket: I'm glad you finally got a name!

Cannuck: The stories from that happy summer of '78 are now all told. Sorry, but someday I'll post about the summers before and after.

A question about the chats: Are we still using Bob's chatroom, or is it Royler's now?

All the best to all of you,

PH
syrinxpar@netscape.net

Tue Apr 6 10:32:13 EDT 1999

PH, =Þ!
Heh. I've always had my name, it's just that my e-mail address was WHSRocket before this past weekened. And for some reason I just like to be known by my e-mail address a lot of places. But since I changed my e-mail address to JeffHCross@aol.com, I thought I would change my "name" too. Heh.

Ah well, just as a notice to all the regulars that know me, my life really sux right now, as usual, but I'm still optomistic that I'll have a story to share sometime this summer. I can always hope.

 Jeff

Wed Apr 07 05:46:58 GMT+0700 (GMT) 1999

I posted my correct address and page address here. The other address that is shown here for the chat room is not real and never was.

Chat is:
http://resource.nu/4who?bob857/chat

Canuck, please remove the incorrect address from this site you will see the wrath of the true owner of that, incorrect domain if you allow it to remain.

After the problems that I had with Jessica, Vaughan Fox or whoever I would recommend that everyone have a backup plan.

 bob857
http://resource.nu/4who?bob857/main
bob857@hotmail.com

Wed Apr 7 14:22:56 EDT 1999

Canuck, I have several stories of tie up games. I have two sisters, one older(Kim) , and one younger (Stacy). This one is a dosey. One day, my girlfriend(Ashlee) was over at my house (I won't say what was happening, nothing real bad, though). My parents had left for some reason or the other. So my sisters had gone downstairs, to play. Ashlee decided that we should scare them, so she ran downstairs and hid. I decided to stay upstairs and wait for them. I waited for about ten minutes, and decided to grab a quick sandwich. I finished my sandwich and realized that Ashlee or my sisters still hadn't come upstairs. I thought I should check it out. I walked down into the den and looked around, no one was there. I heard noises coming from the garage, so being the brave guy that I am, I walked into the garage. After a second of looking around, I saw Ashlee tied to a pole in the middle of the room (you know the beams that come from the ceiling). Before I could react, my older sister jumped me, from behind and crossed my arms behind my back. Stacy gave Kim some rope, and they tied my hands behind my back. By this time, I was yelling at them. Kim clamped her hand over my mouth, and Stacy handed her some packaging tape. Kim put several pieces on my mouth and then moved onto my legs. Stacy crossed my ankles and Kim tied them very tightly. Then, being my sisters, they decided to tie my knees together. By this time, the only thing I could do is look around, helpless. Then I remembered Ashlee. Her wrists were crossed, behind her back. She was also gagged with the tape. Her ankles were tied to the beam with a jump rope. My sisters laughed as I let out some "delightful" mmmmph's. They rolled a chair over and dragged me into it. They took some more rope and tied the rope holding my ankles to the leg. They took another jump rope and tied the rope holding my arms to one of the arms. They decided to leave us then.

After about an hour of mmmmmmph's, they came back and untied us. Ashlee and I vowed revenge on my sisters.

Don't worry, fellow friends, there is more to come

 Wes

Wed Apr 7 18:21:13 EDT 1999

Fellow friends, I have yet another wild story.

One day, when I was about 13, my parents had gone out to eat, and were going to be gone for the rest of the night. Fearing that my sisters and I would kill each other, they hired a baby sitter, just to keep things "calm". Well, our baby sitter was a very attractive woman, in her early 20's. She was blonde and had blue eyes. As usual, I was camped out in front of the televison. My sisters went downstairs, to do whatever it is they do down there. The sitter, Traci had decided to go take a look at what was happening with my sisters. I guess she felt more comfortable with them, than with me. Before long, I heard Traci yell, and a couple of thumps, coming from downstairs. I heard some giggles, coming from a storage closet in the den. (It's a fairly large and empty closet). Immediatly, I knew something was up. I walked in, and much to my "dismay", Traci was taped to the same chair as I was (read my first post). Her arms were taped to the chair's arms, and her ankles were taped to the chair's leg. Duct tape covered her mouth and she was 'mmmmmmmmmph'ing quite a lot. Being the gentleman that I am, I slapped my older sister a high five. But, that's when my younger sister said 'We're not finished yet!' I knew what was coming. I made a dash for the door, but Kim blocked me, right away. She said something like 'Not so fast, little brother!' My younger sister grabbed my legs and tripped me. Before I could react, my arms were crossed and taped over my head. My ankles were crossed and taped as well. My older sister grabbed a piece of cloth from out of no where. She stuffed it in my mouth and sealed it up with some duct tape. I moved my taped hands down to get the gag off, but Staci, grabbed my arms and held them above my head. That's when I saw the cot. We own a small cot and use it when we have a large number of people coming, and not enough beds. (Continued)

Wes

Thu Apr 8 19:26:16 EDT 1999

This is a story of me and Lacey who is from my previous story. After the first tie up she told me she would enjoy doing it again. For all of you who need to know she is a redhead, cheerleader, thin and about 5'3" her breats arent really big but they are a good size. I called her and told her we would watch a movie. We were watching a movie in which pamela anderson was tied and gagged with duct tape. Lacey made a comment that she could do a better job of tying someone up. I said yeah right(only to provoke). She then said, where is your duct tape. Luckily my dad had just bought a fresh roll because the kitchen was being remolded but anyway i told her and she told me to wait in my parents room for her.

When she came up she had a mischevous grin on her face. My parents had an old victorian bed with one of those things that go over top. She told me to stand against on of the bottom bedposts. She then told me to cross my hands above me and i told her to show me how. So she took my hands crossed them and held them up to the bed post and wrapped duct tape about ten times around them. Then she proceeded to wrap some around my mid-section and then surprised me by wrapping some between my legs forming a crotch tape? It didnt have much pressure but it sure felt good getting taped there if you know what i mean. Then she told me to cross my ankles and she taped them to the bottom. I was taped there for good. She then said open your mouth, or else. I said, or else what. She said or else this and she pulled off her shirt. I opened in awe, and she shoved a pair of pantyhose in. She then put her shirt back on and wrapped the duct tape around my mouth a lot of times. I was helpless. She proceeded to touch and feel undescribable places and i was mmmphing in delight. She then started kissing my neck.

I was having a great time when I heard a faint knocking. Lacey gave me a shocked look and she ran to the window. MY PARENTS! Lacey quickly ran and got scissors and cut me free in no time. I went downstairs got the door and greeted my parents. Lacey snuck out the back door and when i went downstairs i noticed that the crotch tape was still on. Whew! Lucklily my parents didnt notice. That was one of the better times with Lacey but still more to come.

 DA MAN
dont ask

Fri Apr 09 16:12:56 AUS Eastern Standard Time 1999

DA MAN, You definitely the man...

Great story. Hope to hear more soon.....

 mason

Sat Apr 10 12:48:45 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 1)

I’ve been into bondage for as long as I can remember myself. Even as a kid, I was fascinated by the view or the thought of a damsel bound and gagged. But my most secret enjoyment on the subject was the "borrowing" of another woman’s role by the heroine, ever since I heard a WW2 story of a girl in the resistance who managed to escape her German captors by knocking out her female guard, stripping her of her uniform and escaping by wearing it, while the real guard was left bound and gagged in her underwear, locked in the cell. However, I only had one experience of tie ups between girls during my childhood, but what an experience that was!!!

During the summers in early eighties, my family used to reside in a holiday resort on the beach, outside of Athens, Greece. As a 14 year old guy, my main interest was hanging out with a few friends, spending most of the time on the beach, playing soccer and basketball and going to the movies. Flirting was both difficult, since it was a family resort, and mild (the age, you see). However, there were girls that we hanged out with, and we did flirt a bit.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:50:00 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 2)

As kids, the most typical rivalry was the one between the area’s blocks of flats (kind of reminding the Judge Dredd block wars - anybody into that comic? Anyway…). So that you can get the picture of the area, each building was facing the sea, and every one had a big parking area attached to either the front or the side of it, with the main front entrance leading to this lot before the actual building. Even though each had its own design, the ground level was, almost in every block, either unoccupied or not even built, with only a few facility rooms, allowing us kids full space and freedom during our games. Each block was separated by wooden or bushy fences, with the occasional alley that separated the building areas. Those fences were really not capable of stopping anybody who really wanted to enter an area from the back. So, during the previous summer, the boys from some 4 or 5 blocks formed alliances, and started playing war games for something like a week’s period, as a variation of the typical sports encounters. Those had nothing to do with bondage (which was good, since I am not into guys’ bondage - sorry for all of you who think otherwise!), just the typical "bang, you’re dead" and the "war prisoners" behaving themselves. There were no girls involved, but surprisingly enough there was serious demand from them to participate.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:50:34 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 3)

So, come the year in question (I think it was 1985), and towards the end of the summer the girls raise the war game subject again. Boys from all blocks declined it, as we had our hands full with a big sport event going on at the same time, with soccer, basketball and volleyball games in which we had formed teams and participated. However, it seemed that the summer’s rivalries between the ladies had quite developed, as they decided to start a small war game of their own.

Time to present the characters of the story: First off, there was Betty, a 14 year old girl from my block, and a real sweetheart. She was about 5’4’’ at the time, with quite a "development" for her age, very few extra pounds in all the right spots (which was more of an advantage for her looks rather than a drawback) and brown hair, below-the-shoulder length, with a real pretty face and a strong personality. She was my "love affair" the previous summer (if you can use this expression for 13-year olds), and even though it hadn’t continued that summer, she was still my closest girl friend. Along with her were two more of her closest friends, Maria and Nancy, 14 and 13 respectively. Maria was rather small-sized and shy, but a great girl on the overall, and Nancy, even though she was the youngest, was real clever and the more feisty of all, with an attitude that could be characterized either as spirited or obnoxious, depending on which side you were. These three, along with three more girls aged 12-14 (which weren’t really into war games at all but just followed the idea so they wouldn’t be left out), formed the block’s fighting squad.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:51:22 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 4)

On the other side, there were also 5 or six girls from another building three or four blocks away from ours, but were all overshadowed by their "leader", Tina. Tina, daughter of the building’s owner, was a 15 year-old girl, with a great physique, as she was a track athlete at the time. She was really great looking, and the subject of interest of almost all the older boys in the area, something that she knew, and she really enjoyed the attention. Standing at around 5’5’’, with a very slim body and a beautiful, green-eyed face, she had quite long brown hair also, just like Betty’s but only a bit longer. A real charmer, but as it usually happens to women who get that kind of male attention at this early age, it had a negative effect on her personality, becoming snobbish and arrogant to the point of being bitchy. Still, I (along with almost everybody else my age) had a crush on her, but being younger and from a "rival" block I didn’t have much of a chance of approaching her.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:52:11 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 5)

Now, with Tina being a year older and hanging out with 18 and 19 year olds with cars etc. (in Greece you get a driving license after turning 18), I wouldn’t think she would be involved in such childish war games. But I had overlooked a rather important, for women, factor: Betty, as I mentioned already, was really well developed, and her looks started attracting some of the older boys as well. So, Tina started feeling threatened of losing the "privileges" she had from the older boys by another girl, and of course she didn’t like it, or Betty, one bit (this was my first hint that women are far more antagonistic than us men, by the way). So, when the war game issue came up, not only did she agree to participate against Betty, but took over leadership of her squad and vowed to "crush" Betty’s squad. She even took her role so seriously as a leader, that during the "battles" she was wearing an army camouflage uniform, which she had borrowed from her older brother, with his oversized army boots and a khaki baseball cap, to show off.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:52:56 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 6)

Now, I wasn’t really following how their game evolved, even though I admit that this rivalry between Tina and Betty could not leave me untouched. At the time I was busy cursing myself for having the bad luck (or so I thought) of spraining my ankle during the first basketball game of the sports tournament, and I was limited to watching our team’s games and supporting the guys. As this war game was an all-girl affair, I didn’t want to participate in any way, so I didn’t even ask about their rules etc. My only contribution was a few tactical advises to Becky when she asked once, as I knew the area from our last year’s games. It seemed that "hostilities" usually started at about 6 in the afternoon, and lasted until about 9, when it got dark. It was the fourth day of their game, and a very important basketball game was coming up at 6.15 for our team. I wouldn’t force myself to play even though I had almost recovered from the sprained ankle, to make sure I could participate to the finals, but I would go and support them anyway. I was slowly getting ready to leave at about 5.15, when I heard a knock on my door. It was Betty, pretty upset.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:54:04 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 7)

"What’s up, Bet", I asked. "Tina and her team kidnapped Maria and Nancy" she replied. "Have you started playing so early?", I said. "No, we were just returning from the beach when they ambushed us. They grabbed the girls even though we shouted them it is too early yet to start. I had my bike with me, so I managed to escape, but they are after me, and the other three girls of our team are not really worth anything". She was really taking this game seriously herself.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:54:30 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 8)

"Bad for you, sweetie, but I can’t see anything that I can do for you in this all-girl contest. Besides, I must be on my way for the game" I said. "You’ve got to help me, you’re my only chance" was the almost sobbing reply from Betty. Now, my feelings of chivalry couldn’t let me leave her without help, as I saw tears running down her cheeks. She definitely was dying to win this game. "But, what can I do" I tried to protest, and it seemed the answer was ready. "Help them get out. They must be kept in the heating room on the ground floor, where the boys kept the prisoners last year (this was a small room where the boiler for the central heating during the winter was. The door did not have a lock, but instead there was a wire keeping it closed from the outside. Easy to open even from the inside, but with the boys’ agreement that the prisoners will behave themselves, this never happened the previous year). You know your way around the fences, you were one of the best last year (she observed the action then as she was my girlfriend at the time, and also knew how to sweet-talk a man!), so it will be easy for you to go through. The girls are totally inexperienced in war games compared to your ‘warfare’ last year, so they will only put guards on the main entrance. Just go in, release them and it’ll look like they escaped. We have set no rules for prisoners’ behavior, so it’s fair".

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:55:35 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 9)

"And why don’t I just show you how to get in from the back, and you get the job done, so we won’t cheat?" I offered, trying to get myself out of this. "They’ll be around waiting for me, but if I try to lure them out instead they’ll chase me and only leave a guard or two by the main entrance, as they know the rest of our squad won’t dare do anything". "You know this is not fair" was my last effort to talk her out of this. "All’s fair in love and war", she said, and looking me in the eyes continued "This is war, and I don’t want to lose from Tina. Can you understand it’s very important for me? Help me, please". That was it. Deep inside, and despite my crush on Tina, I wouldn’t mind evening the odds just a bit, to help "good prevail over evil", as I thought of the situation between them two. "OK, I’ll just sneak in and see what I can do. But I warn you, it will just be a scouting mission, I’ll only help if I can do it without risking, and I’ll go straight to the game from there. If it comes to worse, drop by the basketball court and I’ll tell you at least how you can help them". She gave me a broad smile, and kissed me on the cheek. "You’re a real sweetie. Thanks".

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:56:23 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 10)

We started off at about 5.45, and we separated right before Tina’s block. The plan was that Betty would pass right in front of their block with her bike, forcing Tina and the others to chase her, and I would go through the back fence. I gave her a five minute head start, and made my way to the back. Tina’s building had a bush fence, but with last year’s "operations" I knew all the weak spots to sneak in. And thankfully the fence was still not fixed. So I got to the back of the building and advanced carefully to the heating room. It looked that Betty’s trick had worked, as in the distance I could only see one girl from Tina’s squad by the main entrance, on the other side of the block. Most of the regular residents were still taking their afternoon nap after the beach, so the area was quiet. I reached the heating room. Surprisingly enough, the wire was not even knotted together to keep the door from opening. Knowing that there was not an agreement on the girls standing still as prisoners, I was almost sure that they were kept somewhere else. Still, I decided to check, and it was probably one of the wisest moves I’ve made in my life, as it triggered the series of events that afternoon.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:57:16 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 11)

I opened the door, and for a moment I blinked, trying to adjust my sight to the half-light in there. I heard some strange noises though, and when I took a better look across the room, I saw a sight I don’t think I’ll ever forget. In the far corner I saw Maria and Nancy, both sitting bound and gagged by two heating pipes, struggling furiously! Maria was wearing a long white T-shirt over her black bikini swimsuit, and Nancy was wearing her blue one-piece swimsuit with a pair of white shorts over it. They both were barefoot. Each one had her hands tied behind her back and around the pipe, and their knees and ankles bound as well, with scarves and old bathrobe belts. They were also tightly cleave-gagged with bandannas. Right beside them were a few more scarves in a pile, as well as a Polaroid camera. It looked that Tina had planned this and was quite prepared, and by looking at the girls’ bonds even an inexperienced person could tell that she knew what she was doing (even though, unfortunately, I never found out if she was really into bondage). I stood there, frozen by this sight which I never expected, especially from a girl’s game, until their mmmpphs woke me from my trance. I knew that at this point I should have not interfered and leave them bound for Betty to save, but I was never expecting this turn of events, and I knew that if I left them there, both them and Betty would never forgive me. After all, it was my block’s squad, and they could always claim that they got loose by themselves and escaped through the back. I untied first Nancy’s hands (as the feisty one, she was screaming frantically behind her gag by the time she saw me), then Maria’s, and they soon were free, bandannas hanging on their necks.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:58:08 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 12)

"I’m gonna get that bitch" Nancy spat out with anger, the language shocking even me for a 13 year old girl. "They grabbed us and led us here," Maria (who was more calm, although pretty angry herself) explained, "then Tina got this pile of scarves and stuff out and she tied us up. When the kid (pointing at Nancy who was still swearing) tried to protest, Tina got out a bandanna and gagged her, then with a giggle said ‘you are my prisoners and since we have not made any agreement I can do whatever I want to make sure you won’t escape’. She then gagged me as well, and said that our leader will soon be with us for the ultimate humiliation. She checked our bonds, took a few pictures of us tied up and then left, laughing with the others at our fate". "And now what?" Nancy asked. "We all gonna leave really quiet by the back, and you’re going to say you got loose yourself and escaped. You never saw me, since I shouldn’t be part of this in the first place, OK?" I replied, sounding as stern as I could to convince them this was the only way. It was then when I heard Maria, who was at the time peeking out the door to check if all was quiet, saying "Oh God! I don’t think it will be that easy".

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:58:56 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 13)

I ran to the door and looked outside, and when I realized what was going on I froze. All of Tina’s squad was coming through the main entrance laughing. Tina, standing out in her army uniform and her hair in a ponytail under her cap, was triumphantly dragging around someone, who I instantly recognized as Betty. Even though I couldn’t see clearly, it seemed that her hands were tied behind her back. Since there was a direct line of sight, we couldn’t risk getting out. It looked like we were trapped. After a minute that seemed like a century, Tina took out another scarf from her pocket, cleave-gagged Betty (my heart stopped for a second at this sight) and started leading her towards us to the heating room, while the rest of the squad moved upstairs. I couldn’t believe I was caught up in the middle of this, and my brain wasn’t really coming up with a plan, when I heard a muffled cry of surprise from beside me. I turned and saw a weird sight: Nancy was behind Maria and was cleave-gagging her again with the bandanna that hanged from her neck! We both looked at her, Maria surprised and myself amazed, when we heard the kid’s brilliant idea:

Steve

Sat Apr 10 12:59:55 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 14)

"We’ll pretend we’re still tied up, and when Tina brings Betty in we’ll jump her and escape. It will be a humiliating defeat for Tina, and we’ll pay her back for what she did to us". "She’ll never accept an honest defeat with me in here" I reminded her. "Hide behind the door. When we grab her, just go out the door unseen and leave the rest to us. We can do it, don’t worry." were her last words as she gagged herself again, while Maria, already following the plan without objection, was seated by the pipe, her hands behind her back and a scarf wrapped once around her ankles, to deceive Tina. Nancy sure was desperate to get even, but she also was very smart and daring for a girl her age. Without having an alternative, I reluctantly agreed. As I took a last look outside through the crack of the door, Tina was leading the bound and gagged Betty towards us, with a broad smile on her face, whispering something obviously mischievous to her. They were only a few yards away. "Can things get any worse?" I thought to myself. Well, they did get worse - or should I say better?

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:00:41 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 15)

I held my breath and stuck myself behind the inwards-opening door. A few seconds later, I heard the sound of army boots, and then the door opened and Betty was being pushed inside by Tina, who triumphantly announced "look who I brought to keep you company". That was the main turning point, because the way Betty was pushed inside, she turned towards my position. She froze still, her eyes glowing hope behind her gagged face as she saw me. But this was her mistake, as Tina noticed that and turned around to see who was behind the door. Her mouth hanged open in amazement. "What…what are you doing here?" she mumbled in utter surprise. I needed a split second decision, as the other two girls were far down the room, and wouldn’t be able to grab Tina before she regained her composure and called for help. I could try to resolve this diplomatically, or…

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:01:06 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 16)

I went for the latter option. Just as Tina was ready to yell, I jumped out. With my left shoulder I pushed the door shut, so no one would notice what was going on from the outside, and at the same time I grabbed her, my right hand over her mouth and my left arm grabbing her above her waist, pinning her hands to her sides. She tried to let out a scream, but I had just enough time to make my hand gag as effective as possible, so all she could do is thrash around with her legs and make little sounds under my hand. She was strong and athletic all right, but I was standing at about 5’10’’ at the time, and being a prominent water polo player I had no problem keeping her fairly still. I dragged her to the middle of the room, since she was trying to kick the door to draw some attention, while Nancy and Maria were already untying Betty. It seemed that so far, we at least had successfully prevented Tina from drawing some attention to this escape. "Thanks", she said to me, and turned towards Tina. "Looks like a change of plans, sweetheart! You don’t look so arrogant now, do you?" she sarcastically asked. "Stop fooling around, we need to go before somebody comes" I said. "Don’t worry, the little princess here took care of that, and we’ll be alone and quiet for a while". Betty had a huge smile on her face. "She sent her ‘troops’ up to her flat to watch over the gate by the balcony instead. She told them to get a lemonade, and said that she would take a few pictures of the three of us all tied up and gagged as a trophy, and then join them later". "What shall we do with her?" Maria asked. Tina was now thrashing furiously inside my grasp, her cap tossed away from her head, and if there wasn’t my hand gagging her I’m sure we would hear many not-so-nice things. "Maybe we should just tie her up and go" I said, trying to sound as cool as I could, despite the fact that the prospect excited me. I saw the evil grin on Betty’s face, but could never have expected what

 Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:02:10 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

I saw the evil grin on Betty’s face, but could never have expected what she said.

The Uniform (Part 17)

"I think I have a better idea. Let’s take her uniform off". I almost fainted. "W…What??".

"We have the same height, and almost the same hair. I’m sure I can fool the rest of her squad on the balcony by wearing her uniform and pretending to be her, leading Nancy and Maria out of here. That will certainly make you look like a big fool when they find you, won’t it, sweetheart?". Betty sure had a plan. She picked up Tina’s cap and wore it, pulled it low towards her eyes and made her hair into a ponytail. "See? From up the balcony, they’ll never see my face".

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:03:10 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 18)

Tina had stopped struggling, shocked at the idea, and for the first time I could see her eyes look scared of the forthcoming embarrassment and hear her whimpered mmpphs almost pleading me. But things seemed to have gotten way too personal between them two. Betty sure wanted her revenge so badly, and looked forward to beat Tina in the most humiliating way possible. After all, Tina was ready to do the same to her with the photos. Betty seemed to have understood how important the uniform was to Tina, and thought that by "borrowing" it, she would have performed the ultimate humiliation. She probably was right, too, as Tina was wearing her brother’s army camouflage clothes with pride during all those days. As for me, the idea alone drove me crazy.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:03:40 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 19)

My heart was racing. My emotions were telling me to keep my mouth shut, but reason (and my inner desire to look as protective as I could to Tina, under the circumstances), could not let me. "You can’t expect me to strip a girl naked" I protested. Betty looked at me and laughed teasingly. She had understood my secret interest in Tina, and usually old girlfriends don’t take things like that too lightly. "Wow! A knight in shining armor! Well, don’t worry Mr. Gentleman, I know she’s wearing her bikini swimsuit underneath, and I’m sure you’ve seen her with that outfit on the beach before". She fixed me with a stare and added "But if you don’t want to get more involved, me and the girls will gladly help our guest out of her uniform. Just make sure to help us keep her still and quiet". Betty nodded to the other two.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:04:03 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 20)

Tina put up a valiant, but futile and brief fight, as she was severely outnumbered. I kept her upper body still and her mouth shut with my hand, Nancy and Maria grabbed her arms and legs, and Betty unbuttoned the jacket and pulled it down to her elbows. As then Nancy pinched her arms, at biceps’ height, stuck to her body, the other girls pulled it off. "There you go. Now for the rest" said Betty. I don’t know who was more excited at this incident - me or her. The boots and trousers were easier, with the two girls holding Tina’s knees and ankles as Betty unlaced and removed her boots, and then the buggy trousers. She must have understood that resisting was in vain, as she almost gave up struggling after her jacket was taken, but still kept on wiggling all the time. In a few minutes, I found myself holding a Tina dressed only in a bikini and very short, thin summer socks, her precious uniform now a prize in Betty’s hands. I would have expected her to be barefoot, but it was much later, when I joined the army myself and found out how those army boots feel, that I realized she must have been wearing those light socks just to prevent her delicate feet from getting any blisters from the boots. She really was taking care of herself, for a 15-year old girl. I must have taken quite some time considering what was going on, because when I looked at Betty again, she was all dressed up, wearing Tina’s uniform above her brown T-shirt and shorts and was lacing the boots, while her snickers were placed in each of the trousers’ big side pockets. "What do you think? Can I be Tina?" she asked while posing teasingly. From up close, you could definitely tell the difference, but the oversized uniform covered all the main differences in their bodies’ shape, and the cap and ponytail made their hair style look almost identical. So, from the balcony’s distance it should be hard to tell if the girl in uniform was actually Tina or not.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:04:41 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 21)

"I guess you’ll pass" I said, still holding and hand-gagging Tina "but what if they speak to you?". Betty turned around and looked me in the eyes, and it was at this time I realized how confident and determined she was. "I can pretend that I can’t hear them from that distance. Or Maria can reply instead, with something like ‘leave us alone, she’s got Betty now, so she’s returning us’. If it comes to worse, we can always run and be far away before they even come down, but it’s worth the try." She looked at Tina, who by now looked aware of her humiliating defeat. "But first let’s make sure she’ll be out of our escaping way and won’t cause any trouble for a while. Girls, get the scarves".

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:05:39 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 22)

It was the moment of revelation for me. Tina gave a final attempt to struggle, but I was holding her real tight. "Put her down on her stomach, if you please" Betty asked me theatrically. I did lay Tina face down as gently as I could, and the girls grabbed her arms and legs as I kept her quiet. Betty pulled Tina’s hands behind her back and grabbed a scarf. As she tried to wrap it around her wrists, I couldn’t prevent myself from speaking. "Make a loop first" I said. Betty looked at me surprised, then understood what I said and folded the scarf in half. She made a loop, put Tina’s hands through the loop with wrists crossed, pulled the edges, then proceeded wrapping them and tying the scarf tightly. "Pretty effective. Where did you learn this?" she asked as she was proceeding to tie Tina’s knees together, while Nancy was holding her body still (and occasionally teasing her), and Maria was watching the door. I must have turned red. "Scouts" I lied. "And how do you think you’ll stop her from calling for help? I can’t keep her mouth shut for much longer." Of course I knew what was coming next, but I was dying to hear that from Betty’s lips, while at the same time I tried to change the subject away from my (pretty basic, back then) bondage knowledge. Betty looked at me, and I felt relieved as she told me she couldn’t believe how naive I was for asking. "Gag that talkative little mouth of hers, of course! Don’t worry, I have something in mind to settle that problem" she added meaningfully.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:06:45 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 23)

She moved on to tie her ankles with another scarf, but paused for a moment and then did something that for me was the last big surprise of this magical afternoon. She pulled Tina’s socks off her feet, folded them into a small ball and then left the scarf down and picked up a bandanna instead. I was shocked as she bent over Tina quietly and nodded me to let go of her mouth. Tina, lying face down, could not know what arrangements were going on between us behind her back. So, as I suddenly let go of her mouth, she spent about a second in pure surprise. Immediately afterwards, she decided to grab the chance and scream for help. Bad choice. As she started opening up her mouth, Betty quickly stuffed it with her socks before even the slightest sound came out. Quickly, she pulled the bandanna tightly between the surprised Tina’s teeth, which was now very effectively cleave-gagged before she even knew what hit her. "There you go, princess, all nice and quiet" Betty said with a broad smile as she was tying the bandanna tightly on the back of Tina’s head. Tina’s muffled screams of protest were very faint, proof enough that she wouldn’t be heard outside of the heating room. Up to this day, I still don’t think that Betty or any of us back then knew what a wad is, or how it can be used to effectively silence someone (as even Tina had not used one when she had gagged the girls). She must have done this only to further humiliate Tina. This was her day and she knew it, because she patted the now furious Tina on the head and said playfully "hope you haven’t sweated them too much trying to get me, honey". I thought I was in heaven.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:07:06 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 24)

Betty and the girls finished up tying Tina’s, now bare, feet together (when she asked me if they were doing it right, I must have turned red again), and then used a long bathrobe belt to attach her ankles to her wrists. It was far from being a strict hogtie as it barely made her bend her legs backwards, but would still keep her from straightening them and standing up. "OK, let’s move" I said after checking that her bonds were tight enough, and reapplying them when necessary, as Betty asked me to ("a scout can tell if these knots will hold"), but in reality I could spend hours watching the now defeated, but still gorgeous Tina wriggling on the floor, bound with scarves and gagged with a red bandanna (and a wad), barefoot and in her purple bikini swimsuit. "Just get her over here so we can secure her to the pipes" Betty said. I bent over and picked up Tina. My heart was going at about 100 mph., and as I lifted her in my arms, I whispered to her: "Hope I haven’t hurt you". I added reassuringly that we were to let her friends know about her after we were out safely, so they could come and set her free. I wouldn’t expect warm feelings, but at least I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wasn’t set on killing me for my participation.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:07:29 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 25)

I sat her down back to the pipe as gently as I could, with her legs bended sideways and a bit backwards due to the hogtie, and Betty took the longest available belt and tied it around and above Tina’s waist and just below her chest twice, pinned her arms to her body with it and tied it securely behind the pipe. "That should keep you in place for a while, General Tina" Betty sounded happier than ever, "but before we go I want us to share something from this moment as good girl friends". She picked up that Polaroid camera and handed it over to Nancy, as Tina started wiggling, struggling against the tight scarves and mmmppphing in terror. "Calm down, it was your plan anyway. Say cheese!" Betty commented as she posed smiling right next to tied up Tina for a few photos, wearing her own uniform! I could not get enough from this fantasy coming true, I only started thinking how I could get my hands on those pictures (unfortunately, I never made it. Darn!). After a dozen or so photos of the two of them, as well as Tina alone, Nancy stopped. Maria, from the door, mentioned the pictures that Tina had previously taken of the two bound and gagged girls, so Betty went through the uniform’s pockets, found them and put them all together.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:07:52 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 26)

She sat next to a very upset Tina, put her arm around her in a friendly way, held the photos in front of her eyes and said "Now, I have a proposal for you, my little friend. When your ‘army’ finds you, you will admit a fair and square defeat, without any involvement of boys" pointing at me, "and I can promise you that no one else will see those photos, or even learn about this…how can I put it delicately… unpleasant situation of yours (what a choice of words!) from us. All is fair in love and war, you see (she repeated her motto). But, one hint that someone else was involved, and your mature friends will all get a copy of these the very next day (well, women can be so rough competitors sometimes, I thought at this point). So, do we have a deal?". Tina wasn’t left with much of a choice, as her prestige among her adult friends was much more important to her than any silly war game. She moaned through her gag and nodded "yes". "Good girl" Betty said, ruffling Tina’s hair. "Sorry, but we have to go. Behave yourself now and stay put, will you?" teased Tina, who now looked really mad, for the last time, then got up.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:08:03 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 27)

As she went through the plan with Nancy and Maria, she took two scarves and wrapped them loosely around their wrists behind their backs, so that they would look tied up. Meanwhile, I couldn’t help looking at the trussed up Tina and thinking how this afternoon has evolved. "Don’t worry about her. Think of it as an anti-arrogance lesson" Betty shook me. "All clear" Nancy said from the door. "You go first out the back, and we’ll play our little roles in a couple of minutes". Betty looked born for this moment. "Good luck, and be careful. Meet me in the back of our block" I said, took a last look of Tina all tied up, struggling and trying in vain to alert somebody with muffled screams through her gag, and slipped outside. It was already 6.30, but little did I care about the basketball game. I reached the fence, and hid there waiting until a couple of minutes later I saw "Tina" (Betty) in the uniform, securing the door with the wire and moving her "bound prisoners" (Nancy and Maria) towards the main gate. I then went through the fence, an elderly resident shouting at me about how we kids ruin the fences with our stupid games, and ran to the alley on the back of my block.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:08:26 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 28)

For minutes that seemed like centuries I stood there waiting for them, hoping their plan would work. I could not realize at the time in how big actual trouble they could be into if they were caught, but all the excitement made me think this was a do or die situation. Finally they showed up, running and laughing loudly, as Betty had already taken off the uniform jacket. "How did it go?" I asked. "Better than I thought" Betty replied. "They stood on the balcony and shouted at me to hurry in returning the girls and get back soon, so we can ‘play with Betty before it gets dark’! I just waved and went on. Imagine the look on their faces when they visit the heating room waiting to find me all tied up, and finding the real Tina bound and gagged instead, stripped of her army clothes" she giggled, but the sound of it alone made me shiver with excitement. "I’m on my way to the basketball game. Go back and I’ll see you later" I said. "Thanks for everything. You are my hero" Betty said and kissed me on the cheek for the second time that day. I went to the game at half time, mumbled some lame excuse for my delay, but I don’t remember anything else apart from the fact that we won, as I was mentally reliving the whole situation over and over.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:08:47 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 29)

I came back at around 8 o’clock to find the girls waiting for me. Betty was happier than ever, even though we all knew this was far from being a fair victory. But she had defeated Tina, and this was more than enough for her. "I need one last favor" she said, and presented me with a small bag. "Get these to Tina’s block, will you?". I looked inside and saw the uniform, neatly folded, the army boots on the bottom, and a note pinned on the jacket with the words "It was fun. Betty" scribbled on it. "Are you crazy?" I said. "Come on, you’re the only one who can do it. We are still at war, remember? Besides, it will be a good chance to see if Tina is set free and has kept her part of the deal. You don’t even have to give this to her, just to one of her sidekicks by the gate." Well, I was convinced to do far worse things that day, so ten minutes later I was outside Tina’s block. A girl from her team was by the main entrance (the guard, I thought). She looked pretty nervous as I approached, though I could tell it was not because of me. This looked like a sure sign that they have already discovered a tied up and humiliated Tina in the heating room. I put on my best innocent smile. "Hi. Sorry to interrupt your little war game, but Betty, the leader of our block, asked me to deliver this to Tina. Can you give it to her, please?".

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:09:09 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 30)

She looked inside the bag and burst out laughing. "Oh my god!". She looked at me. "Has Betty told you what happened?" she asked. "Very briefly. No details". Now I was the one who was nervous. "Tina was furious that we were all fooled, but how could we know?" the girl started. "She said that first thing tomorrow she will declare defeat to call off the war game. To be honest, no one of us felt really bad about what Betty did to her. She kind of deserved it, as she started tying up the girls first". "Has she mentioned anything about how it happened?" I tried to make it sound like casual curiosity. "She said that when she took Betty to the heating room, the other two had already managed to get loose and jumped her. They overpowered her, took her uniform and left her bound and gagged without anyone noticing. We just found her all tied up and sweaty from the struggle about half an hour ago, when we went to check on Betty, you know. Tina said she put up quite a fight, but could not do much as she was outnumbered by three to one" the girl continued. "My God, Betty had even stuck Tina’s socks in her mouth before gagging her, can you believe it?". In a strange way, I could. "Now, I shouldn’t be telling you this, since Tina made us vow that no one else hears about this incident, but I guess it’s OK since you know it already from Betty. Just don’t go around telling anyone else." she added. "Three to one" I thought smiling and bid the girl goodnight. Tina had kept her part of the deal.

Steve

Sat Apr 10 13:09:28 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

The Uniform (Part 31)

The next couple of weeks after that incident, I felt quite ashamed to face Tina again. However, on a farewell party a couple of days before returning home, I finally came across her. Gathering all my courage, I said hi. She looked angrily at me. "I shouldn’t speak to you, you know" she replied, but then her voice softened. "But I have to admit that you were really a gentleman with me that afternoon. Still, you have a hell of a grip, and you sure know how to tie a girl up". I blushed like a small child, as she smiled. "Well, like it or not, you are now my little secret with Betty, so I’ll have to live with that" were her final words, as she went on to the party. Even though I never saw any of them again, since this was the last summer my family and I spent there, those last words were a great finale for a summer I’ll never forget.

Steve

Sun Apr 11 01:42:59 Västra Europa, sommartid 1999

"the Uniform" was a great story to read! Good on you, Steve!

 PH
syrinxpar@netscape.net

Sat Apr 10 18:46:05 PDT 1999

Sunday School Part 1.Mrs. Leslie Rogers was our 7th grade Sunday School teacher at Grace Lutheran. Mrs. Rogers was in her early 40s and resembled a young Barbara Walters. Attired in her blue suit and white notched collar blouse, she stood about 5'6" in front of the classroom. She was attractive, and though she didn't have an hour glass figure, she did have a nice shape. Six of us in that class were in the Boy Scouts and we met on Sunday afternoons after Sunday School. I had bag of stuff for our meeting, including about 100 feet of rope for our knot tying. I was trying for my tenderfoot rating, and I had to learn several kinds of knots. I had mastered a few of them already. Wes F. sat next to me, and I could see the gears turning. We liked Mrs. Rogers, but class was boring. He thought if he could come up with a way of getting out of school even for this one hour, everyone would go along.

Wes began to talk to Mrs. Rogers before class started. He seemed excited about the scouts and wanted her to know all about it. He told her about badges, hiking, camping, and our meetings. I wasn't sure where he was going with this but I listened on. He started telling her about today's activities, how we'd be tying knots for inspection. Wes was good at it; we all knew that. He told her that he could tie a knot no one could escape. He demonstrated on a chair back tying a clove hitch. Strangely, he gave it a yank and it came apart. He looked around the room and began bragging. He could tie anyone up inescapably. Looking in my direction, he winked and told me to put my hands behind me. I didn't want to but he seemed insistent, almost obnoxious about it. I whispered he had better untie me quickly. He winked again. A minute of winding the ropes around my wrists completed the act. He said go. Almost instantaneously, the ropes fell off my hands. I was stunned. Wes was the expert. I couldn't believe it. All six of us had seen him do better than that.

He grinned at me then turned serious as he looked back around. Obnoxiously he started bragging again how good he was. He looked at he girls in the class and told them they'd never be able to escape. Then looking at Mrs Rogers, he repeated the claim, remarking she wasn't strong enough, and that I had gotten out because I was a boy. No "girl" could ever do it. Mrs. Rogers looked annoyed. He goaded her some more, until she said, let's see. He said, well, maybe for a minute or two you won't be able to escape (setting the hook)and as she sat in her chair, she draped her arms behind the back of her chair and told him to let her get out of it herself. Wes wasted no time. He crossed her wrists behind her and secured them together. I could see him work feverishly to cinch the knots before she realized she'd been had. He told her to wait one minute, that he wasn't done yet, and he tied her ankles together and then to the cross memeber behind them. Reaching into his bag again, he removed some of the first aid equipment. Standing behind her while he held a wadded up mass of gauze in one hand and an ace bandage in the other, he reached in front of her and gently pushed the gauze in her mouth and secured it in place with about 10 turns of the ace bandage. I think it was then that Mrs. Rogers figured it out, but it was too late to stop him. She couldn't speak intelligibly, and Wes kept saying, "ok, we'll let you work out of this yourself." He reached into the bag one more time and pulled out the longest piece of rope, about 50 feet long. He proceeded to wrap that first abover her chest and then below, cinching it off one more time to the straight back of the chair. One by one, the class realized we had managed to get out of Sunday School for a day. Mrs. Rogers sat before us, bound and gagged. Breaking down into small groups, we socialized and played, ignoring Mrs. Rogers mmmmpphhhs. Heck, for all we knew, she was just grunting in her struggle to free herself.

Mrs. Rogers had always been the authority figure in that classroom. She made the rules, did the discipline, gave us grades. There she sat, bound and gagged. Wes had done a great job. Every squirm caused the rope under her bustline to tighen, and thesuit and blouse conformed to every curve. After about 15 minutes, small beads of sweat began to show on her cheeks, forehead and neck. The soft blouse and her suit quickly absorbed the moisture. I couldn't take my eyes off her. The others seemed to enjoy the time off to do what they pleased in the classroom; I was mesmerized. This shift in power -- a helpless woman sat before me - and her sexiness had my complete attention. Wes was grinning ear to ear. He said he'd been planning it for weeks. Even the girls in the class seemed to be enjoying themeselves with their temporary freedom. Me, I couldn't take my eyes off Mrs. Rogers. Forty five, then fifty minutes went by. Mrs. Rogers was nowhere near getting free. We also knew our folks would be coming, and it didn't seem like Wes had planned this far. So, I took charge. I said to her, it's been long enough, you are NOT going to be able to free yourself like you said. I looked defiant, as if we had proved something. Undoing her legs from the chair, I told her Wes' scout knife was in the bag, undid the ropes from around her torso, and bade her to follow me. She complied, I think, just to get out of that chair. She hopped the 10 or so feet to my desk and carefully spun herself around. I cut the ropes from her feet first and then removed the gag. She gasped and I reminded her quickly this was HER idea. Dumbfounded she turned, and I cut her hands free. She rubbed her wrists,and looked over at Wes. Wes just stared back and said, "I told you." Three minutes later it was time to leave.

 Matt T

Sun Apr 11 14:25:12 AUS Eastern Standard Time 1999

Steve, that was a great story (despite what certain others may think) I enjoyed it. This place keeps getting better...

Matt, your tale really made me laugh. Good one.
I like!

 mason

Sun Apr 11 14:02:29 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

Great stories Steve, Matt T. Both made good reading. Keep it up!

 James

Sun Apr 11 03:57:22 1999

Great job Steve! One of the best stories I ever read on this site.

 Charlie B
charlieb52@hotmail.com

Sun Apr 11 04:26:56 GMT+0700 (GMT) 1999

Like many here, I suspect, I have been looking for an excuse to tie a girl up for the longest time. Well, I found the site that I have posted as my home page, it is not my site, sadly.

100 feet of rope later I had our receptionist with her lower arms nicely mummified. If you know how it is easy to escape from, if not probably impossible. She could not escape. Then I showed her how and the ropes dropped away. She was impressed enough that she wanted to be tied again to be sure she knew how to do it so she could show her boyfriend.

 AJ
http://magicknot.hypermart.net

Sun Apr 11 12:26:41 1999

One small question, Canuck (by the way...I hate that hockey team) how come you erased my "super violent" (oh, no, violence is a no-no! Boo hoo!) story, yet DA-MAN can post his "bondage erotica" type stories without care? I call a FOUL!
"Da-man".......what kinda dumb @#$! name is that? Is he waitin' for someone to say, "Hey, you're DA-MAN!" for a cheesy pun? And I thought my name was lame....sheesh!
Oh, by the way, Matt T, yer story ruled!
I miss Cap'n Usagi....where is he? I could always laugh at him for naming himself after a rabbit on "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" who showed up, like, twice. Whatta loser.
As for that "Jessica" crap that ruined Bob's site, I say we grab the wench and burn her like a witch...!.....or make her watch "Touched by an Angel" until she rips out her own eyeballs!

Oh, and I go to my pychatrist once a week (and I know I misspelled that). It doesn't work....

Well, that's my rant. Enjoy.
(Free plug: Go see "The Matrix"..it rules!)

 Zorro

Sun Apr 11 22:35:39 CDT 1999

you only wish you had the times i did ZORRO, hi ho silver, yeah my alias is bad look at yours, what a fag

 DA MAN

Mon Apr 12 16:31:22 AUS Eastern Standard Time 1999

Please, this board is for posting stories, not flaming each other.

Enough is enough.

Canuck is the final arbiter here - this is his site. He's much more tolerant than bob regarding what gets posted here providing they are consensual.

mason

Mon Apr 12 23:49:18 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

I read a couple of weeks back about how hard it is to find a CLEAN bondage site with no nudity. I also found that there were not many responses to that comment which leads me to conclude that there are no known clean bondage sites, which is a real shame.

I'll post the second part of the summer weekend story next week.

 James

Mon Apr 12 18:32:14 Arabian Standard Time 1999

Part 1 (introduction)

Near to where I live is a large forrest. During our summer holidays, children from the towns surrounding the forrest all come together to play war games. It has already become an annual event and starting the year before (I was 14 at the time) we had sat down with adults and formed rules. We do not pretend to use guns but use BB (baby bullet) guns. BB guns fire small plastic bullets that hurt on intial impact but usually only for a while (we all wore plastic visors in order to prevent us from knocking our eyes out.) We had got into two armies: North and South, we wear blue and red bands (blue for the North) to distinguish our selves in battle. I was part of the North Army but my friends came from the South. That happened as the divide which decided where ur from passed through our town and only just put them below. Not that I minded, it was fun capturing them and torturing (tickling) them for information. Our Army was also much more organised, we had already formed into Platoons, Battalions, Regiments and Corps. I was a good soldier and leader and had the rank of Major (for us that meant I was incharge of a 30 man strong regiment.)

Scott
kman1@emirates.net.ae

Mon Apr 12 18:44:38 Arabian Standard Time 1999

Part two (the first engagement)
The war had only just begun when I was instructed to take my little squad and begin an assault that would seperate us from the rest of my Army. I was told to attack their cout squadron and then developa new base for keeping them in. Armed with guns, tents, bullets, ropes and handcuffs and a whole lot more, we left. My regiment was by far the best there was and it took us no time to spot the scout squadron. Usually, they were supposed to be quiet but yet they were there having a laugh. We managed to take up arms and inspect the situation with no problems. The party had 6 members, one of them was my girlfriend Jenny. I only recognised one of the others (by the way, they were all girls, dressed in khaki tee shirts and shorts and wearing sneakers and no socks) who was my elder sister (then 16) Victoria. Vicy had ling blonde hair and blue eyes. Her hair was currently in a pony tail as was Jenny's. We then depatrted, leaving one of our better members to follow them. We then built our 'base' in a clearing. We found bits of an old shed and built the clearing into a fortress. We returned for the kill!

Scott

Mon Apr 12 18:53:28 Arabian Standard Time 1999

Part 3 (captives)

We all began to attack them, shooting them with our guns. They were completely taken by surprise. Two of the girls managed to run away, we left them. Deciding my sister, girlfriend and their companion were suitable game. They quickly gave up. My second in command and myself walked out into the open where they ha camped and beagn to handcuff their hands behind their backs. We then blindfolded them with several roles of duct tape (I forgot to mention that.) The rest of my team then grabbed all their stuff (spoils of war) and then we departed for 'base camp Scott' (as it was my inginuity that built it.) Once inside our wodden walls. We untied them, my sister "ordered" me to release her. I said no and told them to remove their shoes. After a shot or two from our BB's they agreed and prepared for the inevitable torture. We sat them on two chairs placed side by side and tied thier hands behind the back of the chair. We then pinned them to her back and the back of the chair. We tied their ankles together and then tied their bound ankles to their wrists, thus pulling their feet up so as they were exposed. By the way, the other girl was called Juley. She had longbrown hair and dark eyes. She looked like Jenny bu her hair was longer and her skin lighter. She was 13 years old.

Scott

Mon Apr 12 18:02:07 EDT 1999

Hey James, in fact there are very few "clean" bondage - tie-up sites. Unfortunatly, the few that exist are in one way or another, not so clean. In fact, just a few months ago, Gillian B posted about a website that she posts fictions stories on. I went to this site, and while it seemed to have "clean" bondage pictures, it contained a 18+ year old warning, because of the content of the stories.

Likewise, the common site bedroombondage.com at least mostly contains clean pictures, but it also comes with an 18+ year old warning.

 Jeff

Tue Apr 13 09:27:28 AUS Eastern Standard Time 1999

r.e this debate on so-called 'clean' bondage sites.

Personally, I am unconcerned whether or not the model is clothed or not as long as the bondage is obviously consensual and she is not in pain or being coerced/forced into it. In other words, it should be TASTEFUL. But thats me. Feel free to agree/disagree with my comments.

While I can understand how many posters here feel regarding nudity, unfortunately the fact remains that bondage is still bondage, regardless of the state of dress (or undress) the model is in. She has been tied up - in other words, restrained. Hence the need for 18+ warnings. To many of us, it may not seem 'pornographic' as such but there are many others who do not feel the same way. As far as the majority is concerned, bondage of ANY kind (either pictorial or story-based) is porn and thats that. The sites that put up warnings do so in order to be good Net citizens and possibly cover themselves legally.

Where I live, it is OK to display and show hardcore XXX magazines and videos portraying full frontal nudity and err, sexual acts of various kinds. (I think you get the idea!)Yet it is ILLEGAL to display or sell bondage videos of any kind regardless how many clothes the model is or not wearing. It also is becoming increasingly likely that bondage magazines will go the same way (i.e become illegal) Yet I see less violence in many of those said bondage mags and videos than I do in the average action thriller and/or in some (legal) XXX and teenage videos.

Havng said that, your best bet is to seek specialist "damsel in didtress" websites where one can find pix of bound and clothed women - no nudity. If I recall correctly, I've seen a couple of such sites.

Jeb's 'Adventure Bound' site does not really have many pictures but they are all clothed - there are others too. Maybe someone would like to start up a picture site featuring ONLY clothed women in bondage?

Anyone else wish to add their 2 cents worth? I'd love to hear what oth

 mason

Tue Apr 13 09:51:11 AUS Eastern Standard Time 1999

aargh! got cut off...

Yes, I was saying that I'd love to hear what others think. Also, does anyone know of 'clean' bondage sites of the kind James is seeking on the Internet. There must be some, its a big place after all....

 mason

'Clean' bondage sites? You mean non-genital, which is not the same thing at all. I myself prefer to see people tied up with their clothes on, but that's just my choice in masturbation material.

 Jeanette H
fetishdoll@hotmail.com

Tue Apr 13 20:48:00 GMT+1000 (AUS Eastern Standard Time) 1999

Without discussing the definition of what constitutes a "clean" bondage site, here is my little contribution:

This excellent site has mostly clothed bondage, and it has a good links and "didcap" section:

http://www.the-underground.net/

Also for a listing of some good "didcap" sites try:

http://www.webring.org/cgi-bin/webring?ring=vidcap;id=2;list

Cheers!

Bomber

I REALLY, REALLY wish people would stop calling bound and gagged women 'damsels in distress'. It's toe-curlingly twee.

 Jeanette H
fetishdoll@hotmail.com

Tue Apr 13 16:12:59 1999

I read your response, DA-MAN....so wordy and intellectual. ::holds back a snicker::

Little lesson dude: Zorro- the name of an old movie hero who kicked bad guy ass and rescued/scored with many dames in dresses.

Da-Man- a catch phase used by high school drop outs when describing one who was acheived more (like anyone older that 9), thought up by an idiot.

I think I've made my point (I tried to use bitty words for you, DA-MAN). Unlike you, I don't need to get a girl tied up so I can handle her.

But Mason, an obvious intellectual, is correct. This site is about stories, not trading quips. So, let's just call it a draw or call me "master", 'cause you lose. 'Ciao.

P.S.- You are the only person who'd consider yourself "the man"......well, 'cept maybe your mom..

Zorro

Tue Apr 13 16:23:40 1999

Tue Apr 13 16:23:40 1999

One more thing, MAN......do your teachers ever take credit off for punctuation in school? Your response was all one sentence! Best wishes on passing first grade!

I'm done. Stories, anyone? Mason? Matt T? Steve?

 Zorro

Tue Apr 13 18:09:29 EDT 1999

Zorro, I did not want to intervene in your petty discussion, but unfortunatly, I feel the need. In case you didn't figure it out, "DA MAN" is his nickname. And since we all have freedom of speech, he's got every right to use that as his nickname. Granted, some people think it is stupid, but he may not. As an example, my old name on this page was WHSRocket. While that was extremely unoriginal, it was my America Online e-mail, and it was what I used in chats and other websites I posted on. So I continued to use it here.

Like I said, you may be against "DA MAN" using that name, for some reason beyond me. The reason behind this ... well ... I don't want to know. But I would appriate it if you would either take this arguement (as one sided as it seems) elsewhere, or drop it all together. Canuck has to this point in time been an extremely forgiving webmaster, and I would hate to see him have to do something because of your seemingly petty bickering. So I've got 2 words for ya: DROP IT!

 Jeff

Tue Apr 13 15:40:56 PDT 1999

Jeanette:

With all due respect (and I get as annoyed at "catch-phrases" as anyone), I really do think the phrase "Damsels in Distress" has a function: to distinguish those sites/videos/stories, etc., which principally draw their eroticism from the bondage situations, and not from the specfically sexual aspects of the stories. It may seem odd, but there are folks who don't regard bondage stories or pics to be arousing if they don't include nudity or explicit sex. Now, while I don't personally disapprove of that sort of eroticism, it is my experience (as a writer and website host) that there are many men and women who find that sort of "adult" content to be off-putting, and prefer their fantasies to center around "old-fashioned" stories where heroines are tied up in a non-sexual context. In other words, I don't regard Darla Crane posing nude in ropes to be a "Damsel in Distress" (though I regard her as VERY appealing!!!); Emma Peel B&G in The Avengers is very much a D-i-D, even though there is no overt sexual content at all.

As I say, I think it's a useful distinction, that's all.

As long as I'm here, my hat's off to the great posters at this site. I posted my only "childhood" story to Bob's site last year, so I really have nothing to contribute here, but I do enjoy reading your stories.

 Jeb
http://members.xoom.com/Jebdel
jebdel@excite.com

Tue Apr 13 17:43:15 CDT 1999

There's been some really good stories lately. Thanks to the posters. Sadly, I have to agree with the statement that there are very few "clean" bondage sites (pehaps "soft" would be a better word"). Just one more reason to be glad for this site. And I have to agree with Jeff, just let it go. Peace!

 Dorren

Tue Apr 13 22:45:42 Est (Heure d'été) 1999

I agree with Dorren, there's been excellent stories lately. Thanks everyone.

Zorro, you said what you wanted to say. Fine. But this site is for posting stories. I don't mind when people digress a little bit, I even encourage it, but I don't like it when it gets too personal. I think we've had enough of this. You are welcome to stay here and contribute again, but enough said about the nicknames.

Now, about your story. Why did I move it to the offtopic page? Because I prefer stories where the people involved are having fun getting tied up. That's all. If you read the other stories in the archives, you'll see what I like. If you want to see your story, you'll find it at http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/canuck100/www/offtopic.html .

So you see, it was not erased. I know how long it takes and how hard it is to write a good story, and how frustrating it would be to see it vanish. Therefore, I'm keeping it, like other stories that didn't follow my guidelines, in the "offtopic" page until someone starts another site where it could be posted, or until I need the space for something else.

If you want to discuss this further, just drop me an email (or leave your adress in your next post). I'll be happy to answer your questions. I'd also be happy to help anyone who would like to start another site, where other kinds of stories would be welcomed.

Nuf said. Let's get back to the stories.

Cheers!

 Canuck
Canuck100@hotmail.com

Wed Apr 14 10:35:07 UTC+0200 1999

Hey Mason, if such a 'clean' bondage picture site is going to be made, I have got a handful of pics that should be good in it.
 

Andy_V
I have not.
andy_v@mediacomm.it

Wed May 12 11:16:20 1999

I got two words for ya, Jeff....but I can't say them here. By the way, I actually liked your old name.
On to business...I'm here to contribute.
NINJA TURTLES (prelude)
This story takes place in the early 90's, when the Ninja Turtles were cool. Laugh if you wish, but most boys in my school liked them then. I was but a wee lad of 11, and was with my my five friends (yes, it's shocking...that a jerk like me has friends). And, in a public park on a warm Staurday afternoon, we pretended to be our heroes. My friends' names are Jane, Mike, Joe, and Chris. (I used present tense 'cause they still talk to me).
The parts: Jane was always April O'Neil, because...well...she was a girl. Mike was always the Shedder, 'cause he liked capes (don't ask). Joe was Leonardo, Chris was Mikelangelo, and I was Casy Jones (he wore a hockey mask and smashed stuff). We would pretend to battle each other, never really hurting each other; we were friends. However, I would like to tell the tale like a movie, using our parts, rather than names. All real action will be shown like ::this::.
All violence was fake and a lot of fun.

 Zorro

Wed May 12 11:32:16 1999

OOPS! I made a type-o in my last post...I had FOUR friends. Guess I'm a hypocrite.....SO??!
NINJA TURTLES (pt.1)
::We were at the park, with our "stuff". Jane had her camera, Joe and Chris had their headbands, I had a "Jason " mask, and Mike wore a black "Batman" cape and football helmet. Crude, but hey, it was fun::
The Shedder was in his secret lair ::between four trees::, ranting and raving about how he was going to take over the world for the 20th time. However, he was unaware that he was being watched by reporter April O'Neil, who was recording each evil word. As the vile ninja master lets out a horrible, booming laugh, April attempts to leave, but is spotted.
"April! What're you doing here!" Shedder growls.
"Getting outta here!" was her reply as she ran.
"Never! HA! HA! HAAAA!" Shedder hissed as he draws his ray gun ::water pistol::, and fires a paralizer ray at her, stopping her dead in her tracks. He grabs April's arm.
"You're coming with me!" he says in sinister glee. "When your friends come to rescue you, I'll destroy them!" TO BE CONTINUED...

 Zorro

Wed May 12 12:15:42 1999

NINJA TURTLES (pt.2)
The Shedder drags April to a pole and pulls out a 15 feet length of rope, and ties her wrists behind her. He then draws a 25 foot rope and wraps it around her body, pinning her to the pole. A strip of white surgical tape is placed over her lips. The Shedder steps back and snickers in glee. the trap is now set.
Cut to the sewers ::under a big slide::. Leonardo , Mikelangelo and Casy Jones (yayy!) sit together, eating pizza and watching TV.
" I'm bored, " Mikelangelo sighs. "Where's April, anyway?"
Casy shrugs. Leonardo stands suddenly. "Shedder might have gotten her!" he exclaims.
"Makes sense," Casy adds, making a fist. "We'd better go save her!"
"Lemme finish my pizza!" Mikelangelo whines.
Casy and Leonardo yank the mutant turtle off his feet, and they make a beline for the Shedder's lair.
::We'd broken into Mike's lair so many times, we didn't bother to act out how we knew. It became generic.::
The three heroes peek through the "window". They see April, her strawberry blonde hair messed up, bound to a pole and gagged. The Shedder holds his deadly ray gun, laying in wait.
"We need a plan," Mikelangelo whispers.
"We sneek in. I'll save April while you two hold off Shed," Casy responds.
"Hey! I'm the leader here!" Leonardo gripes. "And...I like your plan. let's go."
Slipping in like shadows, they hide behind a "crate", ready to abush the villain. Ready...
Shedder turns and faces them suddenly, ray gun in hand. "Now you die!," he bellows as April lets out a "mmph!"
TO BE CONCLUDED

 Zorro

Wed May 12 12:32:37 1999

NINJA TURTLES (pt.3)
Before the Turtles can act out the plan, Shedder fires the paralizer ray, hitting Mikelangelo.
"Damn!" the turtle statue shouts. "Help!"
Leonardo dashes over to his fellow turtle, trying to shake him out of it. Casy tries to get to April, but Shedder blocks his path. Casy smacks the gun away. Shedder growls and puts up his dukes.
He "hits" Casy in the jaw, sending him backward. Casy "punches" Shedder in the nose, stunning him. However, Casy falls from Shedder's savage "gut kick".
He laughs in triumph over Casy. Casy "hits" Shedder in the groin, and he backs off, reclaiming his gun. He aims at Casy.....
Leonardo and Mikelangelo ram into Shedder, knocking him down. He appears K.O.'d.
Casy rips the tape from April's lips. "OW!" she cries. Leonardo uses his knife ::scissors:: to cut the ropes from her body and feet.
Shedder rises. "Damn you! You haven't seen the last of me!" he screams as he turns to run.
Casy grabs the ray gun, sets it to "kill", and hits Shedder in the back. The villain falls, forever.
With Shedder beaten, the four heroes go home, awaiting another adventure ::we went home::
THE END.
Technically, we had to debate the whole "set ray to kill" thing...Mike was outvoted. But, it was no sweat. We'd "killed" him 5 times before, and 7 times after.
I chose this tale because this was the only time Jane was gagged with tape. Wow.
See? Wasn't that a decent story? Now please, get off my case. There's more where this came from....
'Caio.

 Zorro

Wed Apr 14 22:31:28 EDT 1999

Zorro, if you want to know the truth i got it for ya. My real name is Brian Wise and I am 14, believe it or not i dont care. And when i type my totally fictional stories, i could care less about punctuation. Sorry for all those people that had to listen to us quarrel, but i am done. And that will be my last story at this site.

 DA MAN

Dear Jeb,

You are right that a distinction exists between overt and non-overt bondage scenarios, but there's got to be a less affected name for the latter. I have seen them called 'fem-jep' which at least sounds like you could say it without smirking.

Another point of style: if you care to look in the dictionary, there's no such verb or noun as 'mmmmmmph' (or variations thereon). There is, however, a word 'mumble'.

I'm a writer too...

 Jeanette H
fetishdoll@hotmail.com

Thu Apr 15 14:34:54 1999

To EGC from Mexico:
To post a story, simply go to the "current stories" section and go past the guidlines, and you'll see three boxes: one with "name", the other with "email add.", and the last with "homepage". Beneath this is a really big box that says "comments". Type your story here. Read the guidlines to see what Canuck will except (he's fexabile). Happy typin'.

To the rest of you people:
Shocked? Not only did I help a stranger, but posted a good story......no, I'm not on drugs. I am not a jerk ALL the time. However, since I know a lot (the ego never leaves, however..), direct all questions to me, and if I can, I'll answer them. NOTE: I am crappy with computers, so I cn't tell you how to make a webpage, take over a Russian satellite, or how to hack into the Pentagon and translate it into Klingon.
I will post more. You haven't seen the last of me...(what, no cheers?).
'Caio.

 Zorro

Thu Apr 15 19:36:20 CDT 1999

Hey, does anyone have any instructions for some "organized" bondage games? cuz I've been looking all over for some so my friends and I can play them when they come over!?! I would be very thankful if someone could e-mail me with the bondage game instructions!!!

 jUSTiN the Gagged KiD
http://www.angelfire.com/tx2/justinweirdo/insanitydotcom.html
justin_y2k@yahoo.com

Fri Apr 16 11:43:29 EDT 1999

Hey cool web page I just discovered it last week and what you guys are talking is happening to me right now. I mean not as I type this but about every week or so. I'm fourteen years old and go to Westerville North Westerville OH I'll most likely post the first of my stories next month! Hope you like them!

Eric Dobson

Fri Apr 16 11:53:33 EDT 1999

By the way which stories would you like to hear first my babysiting, friends, or the sleepovers at daycare when I was younger belive me the later is the best but just give me your opinion. Thanks!

Eric Dobson

Fri Apr 16 12:19:41 1999

Welcome, Eric D.! I am known as Zorro. I serve as partial know-it-all and pain in the butt of this cool site. I also post occasionally. No one likes me, and they all wish I'd go away (heh, heh..). So, get used to me, Eric.
As for your question, I always like cool babysitter tales. Save the daycare ones, 'less they're REALLY good. 'Ciao.

 Zorro

Fri Apr 16 19:31:46 Eastern Daylight Time 1999

Eric, tell your babysitter ones.

 Unnamed

Eric, I would like to hear stories of tying up girls your own age.

 Clark

hey everybody

my ex-wife was an avon lady for about twentyfive years in various parts of the country. a damn good one too, made a lot of house calls each campaign>

during a few of those visits, she discovered adult women [customers, sometimes with customers' friends/neighbors/siblings] bound and gagged, usually by the customer's children.

before our marriage went to shit, i started to put together her recollections in story form, so i could send them to Bondage Life, but that project sort of got shelved.

i recently found some old 5.25 inch floppies labled 'avon stories'.

if i can figure out how to retreive the data, i'll post the ones that fit here.

maddog
http://www.angelfire.com./mn/maddogsw/index.html
maddogsw@angelfire.com

Fri Apr 16 23:05:02 1999

Eric: Post all of them

 A

Sat Apr 17 16:01:20 Arabian Standard Time 1999

Part 3
It took only a few minutes to force the three girls to reveal all they knew. It wasn't hard, the three were extremely ticklish and we knew everything about the red army by the time we were finished. They were very annoyed though and talked of their revenge on us, pathetic attempt as they were in no state to try to escape. Just then I heard a crackle from outside, somebody (or something) was outside our fort. Apon investigating it was one of the other girls that had escaped. In no time at all she was bound with the others giving up all she knew, which was very little but it helped. What happened after this has no implement on this site so I wont mention it. All I'll say is those four girls didn't escape and spent the rest of the summer as our prisoners.

Also, please quit this fueding, this siten is for discussions related to tieup games not our nicknames.

Scott

Sat Apr 17 10:23:30 Eastern Daylight Time 1999

Hey, I'd just like to say one thing,

ZORRO IS DA MAN!!!!
(sorry Brian)

 Q
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Sat Apr 17 11:02:34 GMT-0400 (Eastern Daylight Time) 1999

Gillain B.;

Where is your story "Tieing Myself Up In Knots" posted. If it's here, do you know which archive?

Thanks!

Kim

Sat Apr 17 12:50:29 1999

Thanks, Q! You're pretty cool yourself!

To Kim: Gillian's "Tying Myself Up In Knots" story is in the April achive. See, I told you folks I know a lot..
To Maddog: Your site is cool! Free Plug: Check it out!
Enough small talk. I've got a quickie for ya. I call it.....CHAIN TIE.
I was hanging out with my pals on campus when this annoying kid named Mitch shows up. Now, in my school, just about every goth-punk wears black and carries a chain. holding a long, skinny chain, Mitch goes up to my pal Mike's current girlfriend (a girl named Noah), and takes her hands.
Then, he quickly binds them in front of her with the chain! Man, did that make my day! She didn't really protest, just found it annoying. Mike, on the other hand, wanted to kill Mitch. Noah struggled for five minutes until she got loose. Mitch came back later for the chain, when Mike had cooled off. This happened two days ago.

Well, that's it. Now I'm off to beat kids in video games and laugh at our two village nuts (I'm a close third): the guy named Bob who wears shorts all year long, and the bum at the train station who thinks he's Elvis (really!). 'Ciao.

Another free plug: Rent any movie starring Andrew Dice Clay. They rule!

 Zorro

Sun Apr 18 03:46:52 GMT-0500 (Central Daylight Time) 1999

Hey, I wear shorts year round, and in the winter it does get kind of cold, but anyway. At work last week, I was tying a pair of shoes together, and a girl I had bee flirting with was chatting with me, and I told her to put her wrists together and hold them out, over the shoes. She did, and I tied them together with the shoelaces. She didn't even mind, we just kept talking until she had to go! Keep up the good work!

 nut #2
anon9999@hotmail.com

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