Quick recap... story contains me, Amy (Asian hottie), and Deanna (Aussie hottie). If you want descriptions look up my earlier stories. The bondage comes a little later, please don't be mad with the storytelling at the beginning. 

I guess this was about a week after the last story. Summer was still in full swing, and we were in town. We had just watched Reign of Fire... decent movie if you like dragons, like me. Of course the evil humans had to win. Well, the girls were teasing me, saying how much better that Matthew Mc-however-you-spell-his-last-name is. At just that moment, my cell phone rings. I won't say who it was from, but they had really bad news. On of my self-defense students had been beat up really bad by her ex-boyfriend. He had been arrested on the spot and was in jail without bond. But Maria was one of my better students and had been quickly become a close friend. She had been taken to the hospital and fortunately she was okay, just shaken up really bad. 

They put me on with her, and I could tell she was still scared as hell. I managed to calm her a little and promised to come see her within a week. 

I got off the cell, and Amy and Deanna were looking at me sympathetically. They came to the class from time to time, and knew Maria. I was so mad I was shaking. Amy took my keys and drove us back to my uncle's place, with Deanna sitting behind me in the backseat, holding my arm gently to try to calm me. 

As soon as we got back I stalked inside, throwing off my shirt when I got to the rec room and heading right for the Chuck Norris style punching target he had set up. I must have punched, kicked, kneed, and elbowed the thing for twenty minutes straight, often cursing out loud. 

I finally ran out of steam, and just sat down on the floor and started sobbing. Surely I could have tought Maria better? Maybe she wouldn't have been hurt so bad if I did? Amy and Deanna heard me sobbing and ran into the rec room, holding me and murmurring softly to me, caressing my face. 

When they finally got me calm, Deanna stood and tugged me to my feet. "Come on," she said softly in her Aussie accent. "We've got something for you." 

"What?" I asked. 

"Something to get your mind off of the bad things," said Amy, rubbing my back a little. 

They dragged me to the living room and drew the curtains shut (later I joked about that, considering the nearest neighbor was 6 miles away. Then they told me to wait there and they would be back in a few minutes. 

I sat down on the couch to wait, and after a few minutes they did come back. Amy and Deanna were wearing nothing but black bras and panties (bikini style), their hair loose and flowing, Amy's nearly halfway down her back, and Deanna's just beneath her shoulders. They both were carrying little gym bags, which they dropped off near the couch. They sat near me and began to nuzzle and kiss me, driving me crazy, especially when they kissed down along my neck and chest. 

"Tonight you get a special treat... both of us bound any way you want us to be," whispered Deanna into my ear. 

"For as long as you want us to be," breathed Amy against my neck. 

"You guys don't have to do this," I said, but I was obviously enjoying every second of this. 

Deanna leaned up and gave me a soft kiss. "We want to... now stop being an idiot and tie us up already." MANA FROM HEAVEN!!! 

Both of them kneeled on the floor facing away from me, wrists crossed behind their back. I dragged over the bags and, sure enough, there were ropes and bandanas in both of them. I thought for a minute how to tie them, then an idea popped into my head. 

I started off by blindfolding both of them, then tying their wrists together behind their back, looping several coils of rope very snug round their waists to pin their wrists to their back. I then tied their elbows together, forcing them to touch, then wrapped several lengths of rope round their torso, both just above and just below their breasts, and then created a rope harness, passing rope above their shoulders, then down through their elbow ties. 

Amy leaned in and nuzzled my leg, so I knelt down and kissed her, which caused Deanna to whine a little, so I kissed her next. 

I decided to gag them before I finshed tying them, so with both of them I gently but completely stuffed a small facecloth into their mouths, then very tightly gagged them by cleaving a bandana between their lips and teeth and tying it so that most of the gag lay hidden beneath their hair. The gag was very tight, because the corners of the mouths were pulled back a lot. They moaned a little, "looking" around for me for a little, knowing that when they do that it drives me crazy. 

Now it came time for my idea, from reading another person's tie up story a while back. I started with Amy, and tied a seperate piece of rope to each of her ankle. I then wrapped the rope very tight around her ankle and thigh, pinning her legs together in a kneeling position (I think it's called a frog tie, so that's what I'll call it from now on). 

Leaving Amy to squirm around as best she could, I frog tied Deanna, then sat back and watched them squirm and try to shuffle around on their knees. I had to catch Deanna one time when she lost her balance. Their toned muscles looked incredible struggling against the ropes. 

After about fifteen minutes, I tied another rope to their waist tie and crotch roped them very tight. Their moans as I settled the ropes in place were exquisite. I sat back and watch them squirm harder now, moaning deep in their throats whenever the crotch rope dug in a little deeper. 

After a few minutes i sat myself between them and alternated between kissing one and caressing the other, and so on. I got them worked up really fast, and a few well placed and well timed tugs sent them over the edge. 

After they caught their breath I untied their legs and retied them very tight at their ankles, calves, knees, and thighs. I carried them one at a time to my room (which has a king size bed) and placed them gently on it, laying them on their sides facing each other. I laid down between them, and let's just say that the night was full of fireworks, after which I untied them and they snuggles up against me and we all fell asleep. 
 

A friend has conveyed to me the information that asstr was trying to put a new Domain Name Server in place before the outage.

Hopefully, asstr will return in time. If I get any more news, I will post it here. Until and unless asstr returns, both Canuck's archives and the Richard UK fan site are not available.

Richard's rather sad #1 fan :'-(

The asstr server has suffered some kind of electronic or mechanical problem which has put the server and its associated domain name server offline. The site where the asstr server is located is not serviced 24/7 due to asstr having to operate on a very limited budget. So far, there is no definite word on when the site will be back up. Hopefully, it won't be down for much longer.

At least we know it's not been deliberately taken offline. That's one comfort.

Richard's slightly less sad #1 fan

We'd love to hear more...your stories are great!

To Be Continued....

I just wanted to say that I will be posting a new story tommorrow (Thursday). I have been so busy lately that my free time is almost non-existent. 

And a comment to Dragon Warrior; I love your stories with Amy & Deanna. Please post more!

Attention! For security matters, when my name is pronounced in this story, it's gonna be replaced by (:), allright? Thank you for your attention. Now the story...) 

Well... I have a sister called Cristine, she's a 17 years-old brunnette with brown-eyes. Cristine called Sophie to invite her for a slumber party at my house, then Sophie asked if she could invite her friends, and, of course Megan had to say "yes, of course!". Well, then Sophie said she'd invite Madalena, Martha, Mary, Rita and Maryann. Suddenly, I had an idea... A great idea... The 6 guests would arrive that night, so I rushed to my room, opened my secret chest and... Well, guess what was inside? Duct Tape, of course! And other tying-up materials like handkerchieves, scarves, ropes, etc... But I'm a duct tape fan! So, I got some handkerchieves, some duct tape and I waited until night... 
8 o'clock, my parents were away on holidays, so I could do what I wanted... The first girl to arrive was Sophie, then, 10 minutes later it was Mary, Madalena, Martha and Maryann, or the 4 "M's" as we call them, because they're always together, finally, 15 minutes later, Rita arrived, and the "real" party was about to begin... 
The 7 girls were in the kitchen eating some pizza and talking (yes, 7 if you count my sister too), I just had to wait until one of them was separated from the group... The first one was Rita: "I have to go to the bathroom, that last pizza slice is for me! Don't eat it!". As I'm no mean guy, I let her go to the bathroom first, but then, when she was leaving the bathroom I jumped on her and threw her on the floor. "What the...?" She tried to continue her phrase, but I hand-gagged her and dragged her in my parent's bedroom. "Mmmmmphh! Mmmph!" she tried to scream, but I'm an expert on hand-gagging and I know exactly how to gag without letting cries pass through. As I was saying, I dragged her to my parent's bedroom and I put her on the bed, I removed my hand, and she started taking breath to scream for help, when she was about to scream I put a handkerchief in her mouth and I quickly sealed it with 3 straps of duct tape. "Mmmmmmph! Mmmmph!" she tried to get up, but I pushed her on the bed again, and I started tying her wrists and ankles to the bed posts with cotton rope. When I finished, I watched her struggle frantically against her bonds and "Mmmmphing" against her gag but she was tied too tight. I said to myself: "Nice work, now let's get to the others..." When Rita heard this, she started to "Mmmmmph! Mmmmmmmmph! Mmmmph!" frantically. I left her in the bedroom and I closed the door. "Next!" I said to myself. In the kitchen, the 6 girls were tired of waiting for Rita. "If she doesn't appear, I'm the one who's gonna eat her pizza slice!" said Maryann. Then Madalena said "I'm gonna see what's going on.". "Perfect" I thought, I got upstairs and hid behind a curtain. Then I saw Madalena getting upstairs, "Rita!", she called, "Rita! C'mon, this isn't hide and seek! Maryann's gonna eat your pizza slice!". Then she heard "Mmmmmph! Mmmmmmph! Mmmmph!", "Rita?" she opened my parent's bedroom door and she stood astonished, looking at Rita fighting against her bonds. "Mmmmmph! MMMMMMPH!" I got behind Madalena and I cleave-gagged her with a scarf, she fell on the floor and I started by removing her improvised cleave-gag and put a handkerchief in her mouth, just before I cleave gagged her again with a blue and long silk handkerchief. "Mmmmph!", I dragged her to the same room by her wrists but she started kicking the floor with so much strength that it was heard downstairs, now I was worried. I quickly sitted her on the ground, duct-taped her wrists above her head to the closet's door knob, closed the room's door and hid behind the same curtain in the corridor. "Damn!", I thought, "I forgot to tie her ankles together! Now she's gonna keep kicking the ground and warn the others!". 
"Do you hear that?" Cristine asked, "Do I hear what?", Maryann replied. Then Cristine said "Wait here, I'm gonna see what's that noise.". Now that was a hard one, my sister knows all of my hiding places and she was getting upstairs! 
She mubled to herself: "I bet this is some joke from (:)...", "Madalena?... Rita?... Where are you?". I couldn't wait for her to open my parent's bedroom door, it was too risky, so I had an idea... I faked a sneeze and Cristine looked at the curtain where I was hiding. "Aha! So you're there? I got you now!" As soon as she removed the curtain I put a handkerchief in her mouth "(:)? What are you doing he... Mmmmmph!" I taped her mouth and started taping her knees, ankles and taping her wrists behind her back. My parent's bedroom was too far, so I dragged her into her own bedroom and left her on the floor "Mmmmmphing" and fighting to get free. I rushed to my parent's bedroom and saw that Madalena had managed to open the closet door and was trying to get up. I managed to make her sit down again, and I locked the closet door. "You thought you could escape, huh?" She mumbled angrily at my comment "Mmmmph! Mmmmmmmph!", I proceeded and taped her legs and feet together. "Good night girls, I already have Cristine bound and gagged, now it's just the other 4" Madalena opened her eyes wide "Mmmmmph! Mmmmphhh! MMMMPHH!". I closed the bedroom's door and proceeded to hear the conversation downstairs... 
"What's going on here?" asked Martha "First Rita, then Madalena, and now Cristine? This is strange..." then Maryann replied "Don't worry, it must be a joke or something. Hey, what do you say about some music?" "Good idea." said Sophie. "I'm going upstairs to Cristine's room and get some Celine Dion CD's". Maryann was getting the CD's upstairs, when she entered Cristine's room, she stood in horror, eyes wide open looking at Cristine, bound and gagged on the floor "Mmmmmph! Mmmmmphhh!" "Gosh! Cristine! Who did this to you?". I sneaked in the room, closed the door and answered "I did", "(:)? What are you doing here?", asked Maryann "Kidnapping all of you, of course!" I replied, Then Maryann said "What if I start screaming?" I jumped on her, we fell on the bed and I said "You won't!" "HEL-MMMMPHHH! Mmmmphh! MMMMPH!" She didn't have time to call for help, I put a handkerchief in her mouth, I taped it tight, and I hog-tied her on the bed with cotton rope. I kissed her cheek and whispered "I've got more preys to catch...". I closed the bedroom's door and waited for another bird to fall in the trap... 
The next one coming was Martha "I bet she got lost in the corridor!" Everyone started laughing. "I'm gonna help her find her way." When she got upstairs she asked, giggling "Maryann, do you need help finding the CD's?" Then she heard "Mmmmphh! Mmmmph! Mmmmmmphhh!" "Maryann? Is everything allright?" she asked, opening Cristine's bedroom door. When she saw both girls tied and gagged she opened her mouth wide "Oh, my God! What happened to you?" I hand-gagged Martha and looked at her frightened face "I think they got a little... tied-up..." I said, before I gave her the same treatment than Maryann. But I didn't hog-tie her, I tried the classic "Bound to a chair" style and it worked perfectly... I taped her ankles to the chair front legs, and her wrists behind the chair "Mmmmmph" "MMMMMMPPHHH!" "Ok" I said, "2 more to go..." when she heard this she started "Mmmmphing" louder and struggling against her bonds. I closed the bedroom door. That was when I heard "HELP! HELP US!" coming from my parent's bedroom. I rushed there, opened the door and I saw that Madalena had removed her gag. "Oooh, I hate cleave-gags!" I said. I put the gag again, I rushed out of the room and heard Mary saying "Sophie, did you hear that? Something's wrong..." luckily for me, Sophie was using a walk-man and didn't hear Mary, or the screams! Without Sophie noticing, Mary got upstairs "Martha?... Maryann?... Where are you?" She heard chair noises coming from Cristine's room, and before she opened the door, I appeared next to her "Where are you going Mary?"I asked, "Haven't you seen Maryann, Martha, or any other girl, like Rita, or Madalena?" "Yes I did, they're in Cristine's room. But close your eyes I want it to be a surprise..." "Oh, allright", "How ingenuous", I thought. When she closed her eyes, I opened the bedroom's door, as soon as she heard the "Mmmmphings" she panicked and opened her eyes, "What the..." Before she could finish her phrase I put a handkerchief in her mouth and taped it shut, I made her sit on the ground and I gave her the same treatment as Madalena, but I taped her wrists to Cristine's closed door knob and I locked it. "Mmmmphh! MMMMPH!" "Good, now let's put everybody in the same room...". I carried each girl into my parent's bedroom, Maryann stayed hog-tied on the floor, I brought Martha on her chair, Cristine on the floor too and Mary was taped to the second door knob of the same closet than Madalena. They didn't stop "Mmmmmphing"! I closed the bedroom's door and then I had a great idea... I got 6 scarves, I tied each scarf over each girl's gag so that it couldn't be seen, so that it looked like they were pretending they were gagged... 
I went downstairs and called Sophie "Hey, Sophie! Do you wanna see a game that I and the rest of the girls made?" "Sure!" she answered. She got upstairs with me and then I said "It is called: The Burglar That Sneaks Into Innocent Girls Houses And Bounds And Gags Them" I opened the bedroom door and Sofia looked astonished at all her friends bound and gagged in different ways. "See that scarf over their mouths? It's not real, they are just pretending they're really gagged! So, wanna play?" I explained. The other girls were trying to warn her, but it didn't work... "Mmmmmph! "MMMMPHH! Mmmmphh! MMMMMMPHHH!". "Well, I don't know, (:)." she said "Come on, it's fun! I'm the burglar and you are the innocent girl!" I explained "Well, allright! What do I have to do?" she asked "Now, you stay in the corridor and pretend you are being robbed" I said, "Ok". 
(The play starts) "Freeze! Put your hands up, doll!", "Oh please! Don't hurt me Mr. Burglar! I'll give you anything!" 
"Shut up, doll face!" I got my duct tape and started taping her wrists together behind her back, then I taped her knees and ankles. Then I got a handkerchief and Sophie continued with the "play" "Oh, please, Mr. Burglar don't gag me!" Suddenly, I put the handkerchief in her mouth and she started getting nervous "Heygh! Tghis wghasnght ghingh tgheh pglangh!" (Translation: "Hey! This wasn't in the plan!") "I know." I said, then I duct taped her mouth shut and I carried her struggling to my parent's bedroom. I layed her on the floor and her expression was terrorrized when she saw me removing the other girls scarf gags, revealing the real gags behind them. "Mmmmph! MMMMPH!". "Too late, Sophie. I got you all." Then I let them there, struggling and squirming until midnight. Then I released them and they said this was a slumber party to remember. 

THE END

“Grrrmmpphhh!!!” Jimmy was trying to say as I wadded some cloth up & then stuffed it into his mouth as his sister removed her hand. Nicole then grabbed him & held him tight, while I finished the gag by tying the bandana over the wad in his mouth tightly. 

“Don’t fight us brother dear!” Nicole said as she jerked his hands behind him as I helped. Nicole crossed his wrists & tied rope around his wrists about five times before securing some tight knots. I was holding his legs, as he was trying to kick me. 

“So you want to play, James?” Nicole added as she then removed his socks & started tickling his bare feet. 

“Mmmpphhh!!” was all Jimmy could muster as Nicole worked on his feet 

“Let me tie his feet Ang” 

Nicole then took more rope & tied his ankles together. Then she stood up. 

“Who do you want to go first Jimmy?” Nicole asked him knowing he couldn’t answer. 

I couldn’t wait to get my hands on him as Jimmy let out another loud grunt. 

“I think he said both of us Nicole!” 

“Sounds good to me!” 

Nicole & I both kneeled on the carpeted floor & then proceeded to give Jimmy what he deserved, a good old fashioned tickling! Jimmy tried to speak, but couldn’t because of the wad of cloth behind the bandana. I just hoped that his carrying on & loud grunting wasn’t loud enough to alert Sharyn. For about ten minutes or so, we worked Jimmy’s feet & toes to no end. Nicole was taunting her brother endlessly, calling him a brat & etc. She even scolded him again for reading her diary a couple of months back. We were having too much fun, when we heard the cellar door open. 

“Hey what’s going on down there?” It was Sharyn. We took no chances & hid behind an old couch on the other side of the room. Jimmy grunted loudly as Sharyn descended the stairs. 

“Hey! Where are you guys? Poor Jimmy, don’t you look helpless!” 

Nicole started to giggle & I had to cover her mouth with my hand. 

“Nicole! Angie! Come on out. I don’t think Jimmy’s had enough yet” 

Nicole & me look at each other shocked. We hopped up from behind the couch to see Sharyn starting to tickle Jimmy! Nicole then ran over & started to tickle his sides. I joined Sharyn in working on his feet. 

“Three on one, what do you think of that Jimmy?” Sharyn asked him. A muffled mmmppphhh was his reply. We went on like this for about five minutes when Sharyn stopped. 

“Do you have a feather Nicole?” 

“No I don’t” 

“The feather duster!” I replied “It’s in your room Nic, let me get it” 

“Let me see what else I can find. Watch your brother Nicole” Sharyn added as she followed me up the stairs. Jimmy was mmmppphing loudly at the prospect of getting tickled by the feather duster. 
I made it to Nicole’s room & found the feather duster, I turned to leave the room but I jumped at the site of Sharyn who blocked my escape. Then a sense of “Oh no, not again!” came over me. Sharyn quickly grabbed me & covered my mouth with her hand. 

“Time to really have some fun, as soon as I get Nicole as well” 

I couldn’t believe this. Sharyn was prepared as she took a wad of cloth from her pocket & quickly stuffed it into my mouth. She then took a red bandana that she had on Nicole’s dresser & Tightly cleave-gagged me with it. All I could do was to make grunting noises behind the gag. She then put me face down on Nicole’s bed & pulled my hands behind my back. 

“Thanks for tying up Jimmy for me, now all I have to do is get Nicole & then all of you brats will be taught a nice, long tickle lesson!” 

I started to struggle as Sharyn tied my wrists tightly together. She had learned a lot about knot tying by being out with Tim. My struggling only made it worse. Sharyn then tied my ankles together, but not before taking off my socks. She then tickled my bare feet with the feather duster. I squealed & squirmed all over Nicole’s bed, biting down on the gag. She then stopped & left the room. I was her prisoner & soon Nicole as well as Jimmy would join me! 

To Be Continued..... 

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Let me first give you a background on the situation. At my school; there were 2 locker rooms; one for the soccer players and the other for the football players during the fall sport season. To get into the football locker room, one had to walk through the soccer locker room; which took at most 10 seconds. Everyday after practice, I would stay late; even after practicing late and watch film from our past week’s effort or our opponent for the coming Saturday. I had a key to the film room through my assistant coaching position with the freshmen team. By the time I finished watching my daily quota of film, it was 7:30; and I had not put my equipment away yet. I could have easily brought my equipment home and had brought it back to the locker room in the morning; but I chose to put in the locker room. WRONG DECISION. 

Four of my friends are on the soccer team; Barry, Alan, Peter, and Brian; and they knew I was staying late as usual. I constantly badmouthed them and they thought it was time to teach me a lesson. On Thursdays, the soccer team had to remove their nets from the goals on the field for the Freshmen football game on Friday after school. They told the coach that they would bring it in, and instead of putting it in the supply closet; they stuffed it in their locker. 

I walked through the locker room with absolutely no problem. I spent some time in the bathroom and locked away my gear; while stopping to read a posting on the wall. My books were already at home, as practice did not start until 4. School dismissed at noon on Thursdays, so I went home and came back. When I walked back out of the football locker room, the soccermen struck. While my back was to them as I was locking the football locker room; I was kicked over by Brian. They struck fast, as Barry and Alan slouched my upper body and began wrapping my arms to the side of my body with athletic tape and duct tape. By the time I fully recognized what was going on; my whole upper body from the shoulders to the hips were taped up, and completely immobile. While Barry and Alan worked high, Peter worked low; by wrapping by lower legs and feet in duct tape. When I was completely mummified from the shoulders down and a nice little duct tape gag was put on my mouth; the boys took out the soccer net and some rope. I knew that I was in deep shit, but I was in no position to argue. Brian lifted me up; as Alan and Peter slid the net under my feet and lifted it up over my head. It was here that they took the rope and closed the net off to form a nice pouch, with absolutely no way out. The rope was then handed off to Barry; who while standing on a chair; wrapped the rope around the beamer of the locker room a few times and hoisted me up. There I was in a freaking soccer net, with absolutely no room to squiggle in the soccer players’ locker room. 

The boys took my keys and locked up the locker room while they went out for some dinner and a movie. They came back at about 10:30 and let me out. After some laughs and a pizza; we made up again and I kept my mouth shut towards the soccer players; for about a week. From then on; I never let my guard down – particularly on Thursdays. 

Now, I couldn’t remember some of the dialogue and Tim and Mike weren’t tied up when they slept at my but other than that, my story was true. 

Please contact me if you live near Michigan! Or where ever you live. 

You could post stories of past times you tied up Amy. You said you played more tie-up games with her, right? I'd be interested in hearing about them.

Well, how did they get started? Any more details would be nice as well. 

But either way, I'm glad you're posting the stories you've got. Thanks for posting them.

TO PH 

The tie up games that Amy and I have had in the past would not be interesting here. Trust me. They are exactly what I explained before. But to tell you how they got started I can do. She was realy annoying me and Peter so we pounced on her. He held his hand over her mouth and I grabbed some nearby scarves and just tied her hands behind her back, her feet together, and made a rap gag. We got off and she slipped out in a matter of seconds. We asked her if she had fun and she said yes. From then on I tied her up quite often. But I have only been able to hold her a few times.

Like other people who read and post stories here, I have a simple one of my own. Like many young boys, I had the pleasure of having a pretty, teenage girl as a babysitter. I can’t remember the exact age that I was, but I do remember the fun I had when I convinced her to tie me up. One time, I got hold of a long, cloth-type rope, approximately 8-10 feet in length. I think it was some type of surgical bandage, about a quarter inch thick, and creased in the middle like a V-shape in cross-section. In short, a very comfortable way to have my hands tightly tied behind my back. While Julie and I were watching TV, I snuck away and got the rope from a drawer in another room. I came back, handed it to her. “Tie my hands.” I turned around and placed my hands behind my back, palm to palm. She then proceeded to tie my hands. I could feel her fingers deftly wrapping the rope around and around my wrists, cinching in between, and finally tying the final knot. “There,’ she purred, “you should be able to get out of that one.” With that, she turned back and resumed watching TV. Enthralled with the show on TV, I sat there with my hands bound. When the ads came on, I started my escape attempt. I attempted to move my hands back and forth. There was scarcely any movement. I twisted my fingers back, trying to locate a knot or pull a loop over my wrists. No way. I looked behind me. The rope was snug, not painful, and tied around and around my wrists, looping in between in a figure eight cinch, and finally cinched between my wrists. It was exquisitely superb bondage! After struggling for a significant portion of the evening, I finally gave up! Shuffling over on my knees to where she was sitting, I pleaded. “Okay. I give up. You can untie me now!” With a look of surprise, she asked sweetly. “Oh, you can’t get free?” Smiling, she then proceeded to untie me. Although an indifferent participant in these bondage games, she had certainly gotten the better of me! The next time I was tied up, it was to a chair and blindfolded! But that was another evening! 

I've seen your past stories (of which only the last one seems to be in the archive) - but are there any more after the last one you posted before? 

Oh yeah, how old were you when this happened?

Most of the people here might of heard of me, but for those that haven't read a tie for one my first story. Well here we go, this story take place in 1985 me and my friend Tamara she was one of my best friends. She was well busted girl and she was alight skined girl great body, the most wonderful feet I ever seen. Well she was older than me and she was babysitting me and it was the best time ever we were play all moring and the afternoon came and she starting getting a little bored so she was the one came up with the game so she said want to play a game I said what, she said let go down to my room so we did and she pulled out a box and open it and there was ductape and rope I ask her what is all that stuff for she said this is for the game we are going to play i said ok she said then lets play and I ask what are the rules well tamara said well we are almost the same age me 12 her 13 so she said well lets just play. So we stared she wanted me to tie her up and I told her to put her hands behind her back and I looped the rope around the her wrist 4 times and then through 3 times and clinch it where she could reach it to untie it then I move to he ankles Itook off her shoes and tied her ankles with her little ankle sock on then up to her knees tied them under her knees then above her knees. 

I ask her if the ropes were to tight she said no and she tried to move her legs and she couldn't so I ask her if she was having fun she said yes, So I ask her what was next she said well u broke in her and kidnap me and tied me up so what do u want I said well all your money and jewlry. 

She started to yell out for help and I got walk around her and hand gagged her she let out so muffled scream into my hands I told her to keep quiet or else so she stop and them I said to her if you say anything else I will gag u she nodded yes and I went through her room opening doors like i was looking for money and I opened up her underwear door and she look up and she turn red in the face and told me to shut it and I did and I laugh and I told u not to say anything so no I am going to gag u I grab a sock and stuff it in her mouth and wrap ductape her head and she let out some soft muffled mmmmmmmmmmmph and I started going around looking at some things around her house then there was a knock at the door so I ran down stairs and i told her that there was someone at the door I untied her and she ran upstairs to answer the door it was her friend from down the street and her name was rachel a cute girl a little chuby but she had a big chest and she was light skined a very nice person. Her and Tamara came in and they talked for a little while and they sat and watch tv and i watch with them and they watch for about 3 hours and then a show came on where a woman was kidnap and she was tied up and gagged in her own house while they went through the house and looking for money and stuff that gave her an idea so I went to the bathroom and when I came back they were talking so I went into the the kithen and got so water and the two girls were laughing about something then she told me to go to her room and get that box so I did and when I got back up stairs she was telling here what we were doing when she came over and she ask if she want to play and she said I don't no well she was 13 to and she said well what are you guys doing she said the stoy is like this I was here alone and I was in my room and I heard a noise and came up stairs and he came from behind me and he kidnap me and tied me up and was taken my stuff. 

After she thought for a minute are two she agreed to play but only if she could go home and change into something more comforable well she she was gone for a half hour then she return and she was wearing a blue skrit and a white button up blouse an white nylons I was shock on how good she looked and then Tamara said I to look good also so she went down to her room and change her close to and she came back up in a white jean skirt that came down just below her knees and a white shirt withe nude nylons she looked beautiful so thenshe said lets play I ask them both what are the rules Rachel said well number 1 no touchy feely and Tamara said we need a code word to stop the game,and the two came up with popcorn. Tamara and Rachel went down into her room down stairs and I hid the game was that the 2 were roommates and I was a burgler and was looking for some money and jewlery and I found them two and I kidnap the two and rob them. 

So we started playing and rachel's room was upstairs and tamara room was down stairs and I hid in the closet and when they ok we started I found Racheal in her room and walk in behind her and hand gagged her and told her to keep quiet and told her to turn a round and put her hand behind her back, I then looped the rope around 4 times and and though and clinch where she could get to it to untie it then I blindfolded her and sat her on the bed and tied her tighs up then just below her knees then I move down to her ankles she squrim and struggled alot I ask if it was to tight she said no and we finished then I went into the box and pulled out a sock and woded it up and stuffed it in her move then tore off a piece and place it over her mouth and let out a mmmmmmph and mmmmmph tring to scream but she could talk I ask her if she was ok she nodded and i ask her if there was anybody else in the house and she nodded I ask who and took the tape off and pulled out the sock and she said that her roommate was down stairs so I put the sock back in and put the ductape back on her mouth and she mmmph somemore and then I laid her down on the bed and close the door and went down stairs I found Tamara coming out of the bathroom and I snuck up behind her and hand gagged her and she fought but it was no hope I told her to stop and keep quiet and that her roommate was upstairs and would be ok if she did as I told her to she nodded. So I told her to turn around and put her hands behind her back and I tied her hands behind her back I looped around her wrist 4 times and through and clinched it off where she couldn't raech it also then I blindfolded her and told her to sit on the bed and she did I tied her tighs and then just below her knees then down to her ankles and I tied them up. 

Tamara started to struggled and mmmmphing and I told her to keep it down and then I laid her on the bed and told her not not to go any where and I'll be right back,and went up stairs and went into Rachels room and sat her up and untied her ankles and stood up and walk her down the stairs and into Tamara room. 

Then I sat Tamara up and sat her down in the chair and then got another one and sat Rachel in it and tied her ankles up to the legs up to the chair and did the same with Tamara to then the I looped rope over and under her breast to the chair and did the same to Rachel the I tied them back to back and looped the rope around them 3 times and they struggled and mmmmmph and once they were tied up I ask them if they were having fun andthey both nodded and Iask if there wanted to be un tied and I said you can't say the word to stop and I laugh and then we sat down stairs and watch tv then I took the blindfold off and ask if they were done they nodded and I did they said that they enjoyed being tied up and that we would have to do it again so I untied them and I got two big kisses on the cheecks. 

I weill write another one later about me and Tamara and Rachel 

so the night of the dance my friend rachel, who is a little nerdy but very cool and very smart, and i hatched a plan. we showed up at colin's house an hour or so before i knew he would leave to pick up mindy. i pretended to be drunk (i'd never really been drunk back then but i did a good job of acting) and rachel pretended to be with me babysitting me and trying to talk me out of doing anything stupid. 

i guess colin figured i'd be "easy" because i was drunk and that he'd score with me and then go to pick up his real date. he invited us in and he fell for it hook line and sinker. rachel acted like she was trying to talk me out of doing anything i'd regret and i just acted like a bimbo and an airhead. i started to give colin a backrub and rachel acted all disgusted and went into the other room. i had colin lie down on his bed supposedly so i could rub his back better. when he was laying on his stomach rachel ran back in and jumped on his back carrying her backpack full of rolls of duct tape. he was wearing his dress shirt and had his hair all slicked back. he looked mighty fine. i pulled his hands behind his back and started to wrap them in duct tape. with the two of us pinning him down he had no chance. after that we spent the next fifteen minutes totally encasing him in duct tape until he looked like a mummy. only his head wasn't taped up. as a final humiliation i stuffed a sock in his mouth and taped it in there. "taste good baby" i asked and giggled. then rachel and i went down to watch some tv. after awhile, when he was already late to pick up mindy i was sure, i called some of his guy friends and told them to come over because colin was going to have a pre party party and the door would be unlocked. as we saw one of the cars coming down the street i kissed colin on the forehead and we giggled and left. the way they found him taped up on his bed was all over school in a few days and mindy dumped his sorry ass

Your story was interesting, but the long, non-punctuated sentences made me breathless, even reading silently;)

"Big Brother is watching you... 

One of the reasons I recently switched to Dreambook is that it allows me to find out the IP address of the posters. Well, I can confirm that Granma and Maddog are indeed the same person: their IP addresses are identical. No wonder they agreed with each other... 

I don't really mind a good discussion from time to time. It's by confronting established ideas that we can make things better. But this thread was a little bit out of control, so I felt the need to intervene and put a stop to it. 

Some good things came out of this, though. For example, I like Desmo's idea to add a new field, so that it would be easier to browse through stories. I'll see what I can do about that. But don't expect a change in the posting system: I really don't like the kind of posting system used at Abductor's. I'll stick with Dreambook's posting system. 

Speaking of Dreambook's posting system: have you noticed that it seems to work better that before? 

Now, as Mason said, could we have some more stories please? :) 

Well, how can it be anonymous, if you, BIG Brother, are watching us??? It doesnt matter, but i would like you to know that i would never be caught in the same situation as Maddog... Why you ask?? i'll prove it.

It was a sunday, and if I remember correctly it was supposed to be somewhat cold outside. I had hung out with jenn and amy the day before, and both of them didn't mention coming over the next day, so I thought it was just gonna be me and my aunt, a 36 year old blond haired beauty. I was looking foward to it, because my aunt sometimes let me tie her up, and sometimes tied me up. My aunt was very cool in my eyes and I looked up to her. She was one of those people I could confide in, and I think I mentioned before that I told her about me and jenn's little games. My aunt was wearing a fantastic outfit that day, a nice, snug, pink v-neck sweater and a white turtleneck sweater under it, pink sweats and white wool socks. I was wearing a very thick, snug, white turtleneck sweater(so snug it was kinda tight on me, but I liked it like that), blue jeans, and thick white socks. Anyway I got my aunt was reading a detective novel, and she must have gotten to the part where someone gets kidnapped, so she was the one who suggested we play "kidnap". I was sitting on the couch next to her reading a different book, and my immediate reply was an enthusiastic "yeah!" We flipped a coin to see who would get kidnapped, and I ended up being the one to get kidnapped. Now my heart was racing, because I almost never got to get tied up by my aunt. The plot was like this: I would be given a notebook and a magnifying glass, and I would be searching for clues in my aunt's bedroom. She was gonna leap out and put a hand over my mouth to silence me, and then chloroform me with a PRETEND chloroform soaked handkerchief. I agreed and we got ready. 

I was on the "robber's" trail in my aunt's bedroom about 5 minuntes later. I was looking under her bed when my a hand clamped over my mouth and an arm wrapped itself around my arms. "Mmmmmmmmppphhhh!!" "You've been snooping around too much, mister" she growled menacingly, like a criminal. I tried to free myself, but my aunt had an iron grip on me. She took her hand away for a split second. "Helmmmmppppppphhhh!!" My aunt placed a PRETEND chloroform soaked rag over my mouth and nose. I mmpphed and made it sound loud, then lowered, and fainted. I heard my aunt start to laugh very low, sinister like(it's funny when a very sweet person your close to acts all evil like, don't you think?). 

When I "woke up" I was tied up very securely to a chair in my dining room. My hands were tied very tightly behind my back with what seemed like a 100 feet of nylon rope, and my legs were tied to each leg of the chair. My torso and chest were also tied to the chair, making me 100% completely helpless. I acted groggy. "Ohh, where am I?" I asked out loud. A voice spoke up behind me. "You shouldn't have been snooping where you didn't belong, kid". I gasped. "Who are you? What are you going to do to me?!" My aunt snickered, like a true villain. "Were gonna be spending a long time together" she whispered in my ear. I noticed I wasn't gagged. Meaning to fix this, I said "I'll screammmmmmpppppphhhhhhhh!!!!!." "No you won't" my aunt told me as she stuffed a sock in my mouth as I was finishing my sentence. She had been one step ahead of me, I thought, as she folded a bandanna into a triangular shape and tied it around my mouth and the back of my head VERY tightly. With my cheeks bulging, I started to mmmmmmmmm and tried to wriggle out of my bonds for the next 15 minutes, to the great pleasure of my aunt and myself. My aunt put her face to mine. "Get used to it kid, your never gonna get free." I moaned through my gag. Just then the phone rang. My aunt went over and picked it up in her room. About 5 minutes later she came out giggling. "How would you like to meet jenn, her mom and amy at the rec center?" I thought about it for a moment and nodded my head. "Like that" she added, with a huge grin. Immediately I started to shake my head no. "I'll get our shoes!" my aunt cheerfully said as she skipped to her room. Now i'm a guy who loves bondage, but I did not feel like being presented to jenn, her mom, and amy at the rec center in public all trussed up and helpless at the hands of my aunt. My aunt came back and untied my legs and torso and helped me out of the chair, my hands still tied behind my back. She layed me down on the couch to put my shoes on, and I gave a very mighty struggle, flopping around like a fish trieing to get my hands free. I also gave some genuine mmmmmmmms and mmmmmmpppes, trieing to plead with my aunt through my gag not to bring me to the rec center. She just folded her arms and smiled at me, something I always loved, but right now I was preoccupied. After about 2 minutes in which I did not loosen my ropes or gag one bit, I resigned myself to my fate and looked down at the ground. She laughed and kissed me on the gag. "Poor thing, but you must remember that I kidnapped you and you have no say in this matter." I muffled OK through my gag. 

She put my shoes on and tied them for me, then she started to walk me out the door. She led me away from the car, which I initially started to head for. "Oh no darling, the rec center is only 2 blocks away. Were walking." There was nothing I could do. It was cold so I had to walk fast to keep warm. I did what my aunt told me. Along the way we saw about 10 people. We got mostly laughs and a few puzzled looks, but my aunt knew all of them and just smiled and waved. My face was as red as a beet. By now my embarrassment had passed for the most part, and I started to get excited. I was really being kidnapped! Here I was, tied up and gagged, being walked down the street by my aunt to the rec center. And the best part, my aunt and I were both wearing tight, snug turtleneck sweaters. I can't really describe the feeling, but it was wonderful, and I rarely experienced it afterward. We ran into a policewoman,who wasfriends with my aunt and knew me well. She talked to my aunt about me for a minute, both of them laughing, and then she talked to me. "You like being tied up, huh?" I muffled yes through my gag, looking down, my face still red. "You should have told me, I would have let you play with my hand cuffs." She and my aunt both laughed, and she chatted with my aunt for another minute, then hugged me and left. My aunt and I now reached the rec center. I was very nervous, and again I tried to talk my aunt out of it through my gag, but no luck, all that came out was mmmmpphh and mmmmmmmmmrrrrgggg. My aunt put her hand over my mouth and the gag, which completely silenced me. We started to walk in and I sort of whimpered. 

We walked in through the entrance and down the hall to the game room, my aunt still with her hand over my gagged mouth. 
We went through the doors and my life almost flashed before my eyes. Jenn, her mom, amy, were all in there. There was also two other people, Karen, a middle aged mom, and her 4 yr old son. As soon as they saw me, everyone burst out into uncontrollable laughter. My face was cherry red, and I sheepishly looked down. Jenn's mom asked my aunt "you did this?" My aunt, still laughing, managed to shake her head yes. I saw amy laughing hysterically,pointing at me,and jenn walked up to me and started taunting me(good ol' jenn). The 4 yr old just looked, and karen, who was friendly with my aunt and jenn's mom, came over to me and asked "having a good time honey?". I nodded my head, but slowly. After everyone regained their composure, my aunt sat me down on a chair and explained to everyone how I ended up as a "damsel in distress"(that's what jenn's mom and my aunt called me). 

They kept me captive for another half hour. The thing I had feared most was there being a bunch of older guys there but I started to relax, as these were all people I knew and trusted. I struggled and mmmmmmpppphhhed a little for the crowd, which greatly enjoyed it. Surprisingly, after about 10 minutes my aunt had to leave, she got beeped by her boss and had to run a business errand, so she entrusted me into the care of jenn's mom, which made me happy(I had a small crush on her). Karen said she had to go, which dissapointed jenn and amy, as they liked to play with her kid. Jenn's mom untied me right after Karen left, but as I started to take off the gag she put a hand up to my mouth. "Leave it on, please, you look cute". This stunned me a little. I had no idea jenn's mom liked gags, but of course I obliged her. So I 
 

My aunt and I were talking later that night, and we both realized just what had happened as we talked about it, and we both started laughing. "Only you would tie me up and gag me and walk me down the street and show me off to the rec center" I teased her. "Don't tell me you didn't like it!!" she yelled, laughing. "It was embarrassing!" I giggled. "Now you got to let me tie you up" I asked her. She thought about it for a second and agreed. "Your right, I deserve what's coming to me, but on one condition. You have to read to me when i'm tied up." I agreed. This was great! Even after before we still got to play more games! 

I decided to really tie up my aunt because of what she did before. I tied her hands tightly behind her back, then tied her legs. I then used more rope and tied her up to the point where she was almost mummified. "Now what will happen to our helpless heroine?" she said, trying to make it look like the end of a TV episode or something. "She gets gagged" I replied, and I shoved a sock into her mouth. I took one of my long wool socks and tightly cleave gagged her. She mmmmmmmmmed and started to roll around the bed, but to no avail. I then got out a heavy quilt my aunt gave to me and wrapped her up it, with only her head sticking out. "Look at you, all tied up like that. Your not so tough now, are you?" I taunted her. "Mmmmmmmmppppphhhh!!" she muffled. I wasn't done yet. I took one of my thick turtlenck sweaters and wrapped it around her head, completely blindfolding her, but I made sure she could get enough air. I layed her down on the bed, and layed down next to her and started reading. I didn't mind, because the whole time I was looking at my aunt, all wrapped up like a pea in a pod. Whenever I got to a good part she would mmmppphhh. After about an hour I took the sweater off her head and unwrapped her, then I untied her, and finally ungagged her. "Thanks for reading to me" she said. I said no problem. 

Later that night before I went to bed, I asked my aunt if I could go to sleep tied up and gagged. She didn't think it was a good idea at first, but she agreed only if I would be tied with scarves and would have no mouth packing in my mouth. I went to sleep that night tied up spread eagle and tape gagged. I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world. 

Well thats probaly the best tie up experience I have with my aunt. Unfortunatley it ends there with her, but it really picked up with amy and jenn. This was an important link because it got amy in on our games. Probaly one of my best tie up experiences with an older woman. I wouldn't say that day was my best bondage experience, my first story was, but this was very memorable. 

As Sharyn left me on the bed to squirm against the ropes, I heard the door open. It was Sharyn who had returned. 

“Oh I almost forgot, I better tie your feet to the bed. I don’t want you to hop around too much!” 

Sharyn took a length of rope & tied one end to my ankles & the other end to Nicole’s bedpost. Now there was no way to get off the bed to try & escape. 
Sharyn then left for good & I went to work on trying to free the ropes around my wrists. Sharyn had done an expert job. I fought hard, but the knots wouldn’t budge. I was left to face the inevitable tickle torture. 

About ten minutes later, I heard a voice outside the door. Sharyn had returned & then I heard a mmmpphing sound. Nicole had been captured! The door then opened. Sharyn led Nicole into her own room & dropped her on her bed next to me. Nicole was giggling behind the bandana that was tied tight in her mouth. And like mine, her hands were also tied behind her back. Sharyn then tied her bare ankles together & then tied them to the bedpost as well. 

“Okay, one to go. I must admit, you guys did a great job in tying him up. All I have to do is get him up here” 

Sharyn then left the room again. I mmmppphhhed over at Nicole to wiggle around so her wrists were touching mine. She mmmppphhhed back as she wiggled on her bed & found my knots. We had to work quickly, but no sooner than we had tried to get free, Sharyn had returned with Jimmy, who was still bound & gagged. 

“Oh I see you two trying to escape, that will just make your punishment longer” 

I just looked at Nicole with wide eyes. We were going to get it big time! 
Sharyn then re-tied Jimmy’s ankles together & also to the bed. It was amazing that all three of us fit on it, but thinking of it, there was no room for us to go. 

“Okay, who’s first huh?” 

Sharyn then started in on Nicole & Jimmy’s feet at the same time. Nicole squealed & squirmed as much as she could. Jimmy was grunting & squirming as well. Sharyn then gave out an evil laugh as she started tickling my soles. I squealed loudly & was basically on top of my best friend. Sharyn’s touch was way too sensitive for me as I almost fell sideways off the bed. I heard Nicole giggle as Sharyn caught me & placed me face down on the bed. Her nails lightly tickled all the sensitive areas of my feet. I just buried my head in one of Nicole’s pillows. Biting down on the gag, I squealed louder. This just made Sharyn go longer on me. Not to be outdone, Now she tickled Nicole at the same time. There was nothing we could do as Sharyn tickled me & Nicole for a good ten minutes. My feet & legs were worn out from her touch. Then she tickled Jimmy again. Just when I thought it was over, Sharyn made an announcement. 

“I’m not done with you guys yet. I’ll be back in a little while with a surprise” 

With that she left the room again. I was exhausted but managed to wiggle towards Nicole’s wrists. About five minutes later, I managed to free Nicole. Nicole then freed her gag. 

“Oh man, she’s the one that needs to get it good!” Nicole said as she quickly freed my wrists. I then freed the gag from my mouth. 

“You’re right about that Nic” As I then quickly untied my feet & the rope tying them to the bedpost. Nicole was free as well as she looked at her brother still bound & gagged next to us. 

“Are you going to behave James? We’re going to get Sharyn back” 

Jimmy shook his head to say that he would. Nicole then untied her brother. A few minutes later, we heard Sharyn in the hallway. I could hardly contain my excitement as Sharyn entered the room carrying the feather duster. 

“Hey!!” Sharyn yelled as Nicole & myself tackled her onto the bed. Jimmy then stuffed a wad of cloth into her mouth & tied a bandana tightly over it & knotted it behind her head. Meanwhile, me & Nicole were tying Sharyn’s wrists as tight as we could behind her back. Then her ankles were tied. 

“Let’s hog-tie her!” Nicole shouted as Sharyn let out a loud mmmppphhh in our direction. Soon Sharyn was hog-tied & ready to be tickled. All three of started tickling Sharyn at once. Jimmy got one foot & leg & I got the other, while Nicole started in on Sharyn’s sides. 
Sharyn twisted as much as she could & squealed into her gag at us as we worked her over good. For about fifteen minutes, Sharyn was our victim. Even Jimmy was on our side for once. Maybe we had a common enemy after all. About a half-hour later, we freed Sharyn who spent the rest of the night ignoring us. Maybe she was plotting revenge? It would be awhile until we found that out. 
 

It might be a week or two before I can post the next story due to my schedule. 
 
 

thanks

Except for that, good story so far.

To be continued...

We've been seeing so many great stories lately, and I don't like to see it dry up. 

Also, are the January 2003 archives almost ready?

What happened to your richardukfans site? Why don't you update it once in a while? 

Cheers, 
Clubby

Should I post? What do others think? 

PS I love Angie's work, and I miss Sate

I'd like to read your stories, and I'm sure I'm not the only one, I appreciate your concerns about age, and underwear, but; as long as its pg stuff, it has always been ok here. 

Part I, The Search For the Helpless Heroine 

After dinner I was walking towards the L. house through the woods. I was walking barefoot as usual, dressed in my favourite faded and patched jeans and a green T-shirt. I was looking forward to an evening of watching late-night horror movies with my friends. Joe’s as well as Sarah’s and Jenny’s parents were away for the weekend and the 15-year old Jenny was in charge of us "kids". 

Last night had been very funny, Jenny had kidnapped her younger sister and their mutual friend Alex, short for Alexandra, and they had spent some time in the cellar bound in a very uncomfortable way. Their cousin Joe had been tied spread-eagled on a bed upstairs and had been of little help. Later, Jenny and I had enjoyed ourselves by tickle-torturing the two prisoners mercilessly for nearly an hour. 

I expected pay-back to come this evening, but I still hoped I would be able to see the movie "The Spiral Staircase" later in the evening. 

When I entered the house it was just as quiet as the day before. This was alarming. A quiet L. house usually meant that my friends were either at the beach or very well gagged! I shouted for them, but got no response. I walked into the big living room off the hall and looked around carefully, expecting to be jumped any minute and taken prisoner. Nothing happened. On the heavy, low table before the fire-place was a note, it read: 

-We’re on the beach but Jenny has been kidnapped and is waiting to be rescued. We’re afraid she’s unable to scream for help! Ha-ha! 

Signed Joe, Sarah & Alex. 

Pinned to the back of the note was one of the Polaroid photos we sometimes used in our kidnapping games. It showed Jenny sitting on the floor in this very room, bound and gagged, barefoot and dressed in faded jeans and a short top. She was bound hand and foot and looked very helpless. The time when the picture had been taken was stamped at the bottom, just an hour ago! I started searching for Jenny. 

I started with the ground floor and shouted for her, hoping to hear a muffled response. No such luck. After searching the whole ground floor I continued upstairs and looked in every bedroom, every closet and every cupboard big enough to hold a bound girl. 

My best guess was the cold and damp cellar, our favourite place to keep our prisoners. The cellar was a maze of corridors, small storage-rooms and other useless spaces. I could hear no "mph-ing" and no banging of bare feet on a locked heavy wooden door, the usual way we tried to get attention when we were bound and gagged. 

After having searched the whole house I finally got up to the attic. The attic was a spooky place, very hot in the summer and very cold in the spring and autumn. It was a storage place for used furniture and other strange stuff the L. family had gathered over the years. You would guess it was a dirty and dusty place, but the two L. mothers kept it as tidy as the rest of the house. Entering the attic I could actually hear a faint mumbling noise. 

-Mmmmph! Mmmmmgwah! 

Followed by a scraping sound. It came from the part of the attic where they used to hang their washing in the old days, before electric dryers were invented. This room at the far end was behind a wooden wall with a heavy door in the center. The door was locked and when I opened it and peeked inside I could see Jenny on the floor in the middle of the room. 

I could see that Joe had tried one of his newly invented tie-ups again. Jenny was dressed as in the picture, faded and patched jeans with the legs rolled up a couple of turns over her calves and a gray, short top with thin shoulder-straps. She had her long blonde hair in a single braided ponytail. She looked up at me with big, blue eyes that pleaded: 

-Get me out of this! 

At the same time her look was trying to convey a message, but I wasn’t bright enough to get it, I was so taken by the sight of her. She had a big gag in her mouth, it was a bandana where a big wad of cloth or a sock had been rolled in the bandana, then it had been knotted at each side of the wad, creating a big cloth-ball in the center. This ball filled Jenny’s mouth up nicely and she had her jaws wide open, something that made her face look funny, like she was screaming silently. 

Her hands were bound behind her, palm to palm and her elbows tied together. Plenty of rope encircled her upper body, pinning her arms to her body. Her ankles and knees were tied together and the legs bent up, making her heels rest on her bum. She was hog-tied with a rope that was very short, her fingertips touched her heels. Joe had added a final touch to this strict hog-tie. There was a piece of string binding her big-toes together. This string then passed down between her ankles forcing her to arch her feet. The string then passed from her ankles up to her head where it was tied to her pony-tail, forcing her to hold her head up. It was a very striking and cleverly made hog-tie, the best I had ever seen. I could imagine them tickling her feet before they had left her there helplessly bound and gagged. 

I hurried to Jenny and started undoing her gag. Jenny was "mmmphing" like crazy and her eyes looked past me, very big and frightened. Suddenly I felt a light tap on my shoulder: 

-Got you! 

It was Sarah who triumphantly stood behind me, water-pistol in hand. 

-Now it’s time for some really good revenge, she said smiling. 

I sighed and put my hands behind my head, surrendering to my captors, ready to face the ordeals of being their prisoner for the evening.
 

Part II, The Dungeon 

Behind Sarah came Joe and Alex, they all grinned at me mischievously, savouring the moment as they had me caught. Joe was dressed as I was while the girls both had short tops, Sarah wearing cut-offs and Alex faded Levi’s. Sarah had her reddish-brown hair in braids as usual while Alex sported a ponytail. 

-Take off your T-shirt and get down on your belly, shouted Sarah, sounding like a very tough Gunnery Sergeant, although she was very much prettier than for instance Clint Eastwood ever was. 

I did as she had told me, once on the floor Sarah twisted my arms behind my back and started tying my hands together. She did a good job as usual, using rather thin hempen cord that bit good in the skin. 

I raised my head and looked at Jenny, lying just a few feet away. Our eyes met and we both knew it was time for their revenge. 

I lay there on the floor as Alex untied all ropes binding Jenny except for the ones around her wrists and elbows, also removing her gag. Jenny spat and cursed her captors once the gag was out, but what good did that do? 

They helped us to our feet and marched us down to the floor below. Here Sarah took Jenny into one of the bedrooms as Alex and Joe continued with me down to the cellar. They took me into the same storage-room where Alex and Sarah had been held the day before. I could understand that it was now my turn to be put in some uncomfortable position. According to our rules I was not allowed to even try and escape as they re-tied my hands in front of me. Perhaps it could have been easy to push Joe aside and run, but once prisoner, you had to stay prisoner. 

They placed me in the middle of the room and Joe tied a thick rope around my wrists, threw the end of it over a pipe in the ceiling and pulled the end until my arms were over my head. Alex walked in front of me and gagged me with a cloth that she pushed into my mouth, tying a bandana over it. She knotted the bandana in my neck, making it push the cloth deeper in my mouth. She then continued to tie my ankles with thick, harsh rope. When she was done, Joe started pulling on the rope even more making me stand on tip-toe. He then fastened the rope by a hook in the wall. 

-Bye bye, have fun, said Alex as they left, turning off the light and locking the door. 

It was really difficult to stand in that position, on tip-toe on the cold cement floor. Keeping my balance was hard as I was in total darkness. The rope from my hands up to the ceiling was so tight I had to really stretch out and stand as high as I could, not to make the rope cut painfully into my skin. As I stood there I could hear roaring laughter filtering down from the upper floor, I could only imagine what they did to Jenny… 
 
 
 

Part III, Tickle Hell 

They kept me there for just over half an hour. Alex came back, turned on the light and walked up to me, looking really dangerous. Her dark-blue eyes were thin slots, looking at me with the satisfaction of the predator watching it’s prey. I stood there helpless and could do nothing. 

-This is really how I like you, she said. Bound and gagged, helpless and ready to play with. 

She stood behind me and let her fingers slowly go down the bare skin of my arms, down to my underarms where she started softly tickling me. If not for my feet, this was the most ticklish part of me, and she knew it from previous occasions. Soon I was twisting, hanging from the rope, giggling hysterically behind my gag. Alex tickled me for about fifteen minutes, then she released me, but tied my hands behind me again. She marched me upstairs and to the bedroom where Jenny was. 

Jenny was on the big bed. She was on her back, hands tied to the head-board and her feet tied together and secured to the bottom of the bed. Her big-toes were tied together and forced back by a rope going up to a rope around her knees. She was not gagged but blindfolded. Her top was rolled up over her flat stomach and I could see droplets of sweat both on her tummy and her forehead. Sarah was sitting cross-legged on the bed beside her sister, holding an Indian’s feather in one hand. It looked like she had much fun. 

They tied me beside Jenny and blindfolded me. Soon the terror began. I don’t know if it was Sarah or Alex, but probably both. They tickled my feet and toes, my stomach and my underarms mercilessly until I was roaring with laughter, pleading for mercy. 

I was totally focused on my own "Tickle Hell", but could also hear Jenny screaming with laughter beside me. Later they told us that they tickled us on and off for about an hour, with short breaks. It was the worst tickle-torture ever for me…yet. 
 
 
 
 
 

Part IV Teenagers Abducted, Bound and Gagged in Cellar 

When the tickle-torture was over we were untied and the blindfolds taken off. Alex and Sarah tied our hands behind our backs, wrists crossed, and marched us down to the kitchen. We were given water to drink before they took us down to the cellar again. 

The cellar was the very best setting for kidnapping games. It was cold and dark and perfect to keep bound and gagged prisoners in. We had played there since we were small kids, but I still didn’t know all the corridors or small storage-rooms yet. At one end of the cellar, below the kitchen, was the boiler room. The boiler was an old, big contraption that dated several decades back. It was never used in the summer, the L. family had a modern boiler for that. 

Behind the boiler-room was a small little room that was of no particular use, it just was there, full of pipes going through it. There was no window, just a small, low heavy door. Our captors motioned for us to go in there. We had to bend double to get in, a performance that was a little tricky with your hands tied behind you. 

-Welcome to your new prison! Said Sarah with a happy voice. 

-I hope you’ll enjoy spending the night here! 

Jenny and I looked at each other, eyebrows going up in surprised looks. 

-Spending the night, I thought. 

We had never kept anyone a prisoner over night. One hour was the maximum, if the bound prisoner did not escape before that he or she was released, perhaps after some additional tickling. 

Alex continued: 

-You guys were so cruel to us yesterday that we thought we’d pay you back with a really terrible punishment. 

-Instead of watching that horror-movie that starts in two hours, you’ll be down here, starring in your own little scary movie. "Two Teenagers Abducted and Bound and Gagged in the Cellar". What about that? 
Joe came through the door carrying several thick ropes and some additional thinner ones, some bandanas and a pair of old, dirty-looking sports-socks. 

Alex and Sarah started tying me up really good, Joe did the same to Jenny. They started by totally encircling my upper body in thick, harsh hempen rope. I could feel the rope pricking the bare skin of my chest. They bound a couple of loops around my arms, then chinced it between body and arm, continued down with another couple of loops, until they got down to my bound hands. 

They placed me sitting against the wall where two pipes ran across the length of the wall. My upper body was secured to the top pipe and my already bound hands to the lower one. 

There were pipes along the floor as well. My feet were tied together and then placed on top of one of these pipes and secured there so my legs were slightly bent. They tied my legs with several loops of the heavy rope and finally tied my toes together with thin cord. 

Jenny was sitting next to me, tied the same way. Both our arms and feet touched, we were that close. Triumphantly Sarah picked up the dirty socks and rolled each of them up in a bandana. 

-Open wide, she said with a smile. 

What could we do. 

-Mmmmphgwh! In went the gag. 

She tied it in our necks so tight the bandanas forced the corners of our mouths back while our jaws were wide open from the sock-balls. 

-Have a nice night, Sarah said. And don’t worry about the spiders, they just tickle, they don’t bite. 

She slammed the door shut and we were in complete darkness. Jenny started to work her ropes immediately, twisting and grunting. After a while she stopped, it was no use. I just sat there, trying to relax and actually enjoying the helpless situation I was in. At least I had nice company. I couldn’t tell the time, how long we sat there, but after a while Jenny rested her head on my shoulder. From her relaxed breathing I guessed she had actually fallen asleep. 

Part V, Conclusion To Our Restrained Time 

Suddenly the door banged open. We both would have jumped two feet off the floor if we hadn’t been securely bound and gagged. Sarah, Alex and Joe came in and looked at us. 

-You guys look really cozy there, snuggling up to each other, Alex said and gave my feet a little tickle. 

They untied us, loosing all ropes but the ones holding our hands, and the gags. We were marched upstairs and into the living-room where the TV was. I could see the movie was about to start. There, finally they untied our hands and we could take the gags off. We had been sitting in the storage-room for nearly two hours. As Jenny had been captured an hour before I came to the house, she had been tied up for nearly four hours. This was a new record to our games. The movie was just as good as I had imagined, but our own little ordeal had been just as good! 
 

Nice story, as always! Short and sweet, but long enough to be exciting and varied, and with plenty of variety and fun. Just the style I love! Thanks for posting! 

To Reggie: 

I'd love to hear about your story. The subject matter is clean enough for the group and more than appropriate. Please post when you can!

Firstly, the main reason for the existence of my web site is as a forum for Richard's stories. Since Richard has not posted another story in some time, I have nothing to update that section of my site with.

Secondly, although I could update the "Other Stories" and "Adult Stories" sections, it was never my intention to archive every story which appeared on Canuck's dreambook. I normally only place stories on my site which trigger that indefinable "yes" reaction in me.

Thirdly, anyone who would like me to add their story to my site may email it to me at the address on my site and I will consider it. I don't put my email address on this site because that is an open invitation to spammers and stupid script kiddies.

Regular safety warning:

Most of the stories here involve very unsafe practices, such as leaving a tied and gagged person alone. If you intend to play a tying-up game, please first read the Safety Tips for Tie-Up Games page on my web site.

Let's keep tying-up both fun and safe, folks!

Richard's safety-minded #1 fan :-)

So all in all they don't really count as True. Curiously enough, however, my older sister did really tie myslef an my best friend up in our undies as part of a dare. For which we got her back. 

Sorry if I've raised expectations. As I say, these are not really true stories, but they are pg 12 and too true to appear on alternative site. 

I don't think that too many readers care if your story includes wadded gags and people left tied up... just read the latest 100 stories, and you'll find that 75% contains at least one of those two. And I can guarantee that not more than 50% (probably less) are true.
 

So don't be afraid to post, you will not upset too many people. Of course I have expectations, and lots of other people here do have as well, and a story is always appreciated.
 
 

Please excuse my bad English, because it is not my mother tongue.

Will

It's been since Nov. since I posted, but here is another story about my Aunt Mary and me.
About a week after my last story ended with Aunt Mary and her friend Jean tying me up and burring me in the sand at the beach, my Aunt invited me to stay with her at my Grandmother's summer house for a few weeks.  As I had said earlier, my aunt stayed with me a lot when my parents were on business trips and we always had a lot of fun.  We promised that during my stay, we'd play more tie up games, so I was real excited to go.  There were also several kids my own age that lived up ther that I had played with in the past.
My mother dropped me off at my Aunt's on a Saturday.  My Grandmother was there so mom stayed and we all spent the day at the beach.  I saw Grandma and my Mother talking a lot and laughing about something, but had no idea what.  The beach was private and boarded by some trees for further privacy and shade.  I remember Aunt Mary had on a red two piece bathing suit, which to a boy my age made her look hot. After lunch, Mom and Grandmom asked Aunt Mary and me to go back to the house for some sun tan lotion.  As we were walking back, we heard them both laughing about something.
Aunt Mary and I got the lotion and were walking back to the beach where we were suprised by Grandma and my mother, who each had a roll of clothesline and duct tape in their hands.  My mother tied my hands behind my back and Grandma did the same to Aunt Mary.  We heard about your adventures last week, Grandma said, so your we thought we'd join the fun.  By now Aunt Mary's and my hands were securely taped behind our backs. They blindfolded and tape gaged our mouths and taken for a walk.  After a short walk, Grandma said to mom, here's a good spot.  My mother sat me down and taped my feet and said wait here.  I heard Aunt Mary mmmphing, and then my mother coming, untaping my feet,  helping me up, walking me over and standing me against a tree.  She and Grandma untaped my hands and tied them to Aunt Mary's, who had already been tied to the tree.  Next, I felt the clothsline being tied around my body to the tree, but in two different directions.  Mom and Grandma were each using their closeline to secure my aunt and me to the tree.  When they were done, they told us we had 2 hours to escape. If we didn't, we'd be in for further punishment, and left.
My Aunt mmphhed to me and I mmphed back.  We couldn't move, talk or see and we knew we were in trouble and had our work cut out for us as we didn't know what grandma or mom had in store for us.
Part two in a couple of days.  Let me know if you like this story so far.

Just check the archived stories and you'll find houndreds of stories that include what you're afraid to post!

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If you feel your stories are too "spiced up", just re-write them as things happened and post. We always love to read stories from new people, we are soo bored with each other here ;)

P.S. I need some advise. I am currently 17 years old, is it two late to get my friends interested in this fun practice? Feel free to give as much help as you want.

P.S.S. Any one here from Missouri?

Thanks for posting your babysitter story. It was simple but fun.

If you feel it's too awkward to ask right out, try by "telling them about a good movie where he/she gets tied up" or give them little hints. If you have any experiences of playing cops and robbers from when you were younger, try talking about that.

It can be a big step to let your friends know of your interest in these kind of games, but I don't think they'll see you as weird if you discuss it first.

After my cousins moved away I had a playmate drought. One day my brother was home with a friend of his and they had just joined boyscouts. This was 4-5 years later and I was 14 my brother was 10 and his friend was 11. They had learned how to tie knots for some rank they were trying to make. I know mom was somewhere around the house...anyway they decided they wanted to want to tie me up. They chased me around the house for a few minutes and I let them catch me. It didn't take long for them to tie my hands behind me. I would run away from them and they would chase me. I ran into mom in the hallway. I still remember her saying "how sweet you are" because I was playing with my little brother. She chuckled at my situation, and said, "I hope he appreciates you." He caught me while I was talking to her and then he asked her for a cloth or rag...she got him a scarf...which he promptly put in my mouth and tied behind my head. The two of them (Chad, the friend and Robbie, my brother)walked me downstairs, very proudly, one on each arm.

I was a good foot taller than both of them. My hub says I should mention that I am tall, slender and almost always wore short shorts shich I was wearing then. I had also pretty much fully developed(Thank you honey). Anway I sat on the couch while they tied my feet and legs. We watched some stupid cartoons, Mom walked by a few times and commented on how I hadn't been that quiet in a long time. I would grunt back a reponse. I honestly had a lot of fun. They sat on the arm of the couch and acted big and important checking my ropes and gag and then retying me occassionally. Eventually Chad had to go so they untied me and I went on about the day. I was surprised at how tingly the whole thing made me...it was like a big adventure. I noticed, Chad was very aware I was a girl...it probalby made it more fun...as he would touch occassionally where he shouldn't. I was wearing a spagetti strapped top (no bra) and shorts. Essentially he copped a feel I guess I have to say, but it was very brief.

We probably played this game 5-6 times over that summer. One time mom wasn't home and they got me in the basement and tied me hand and foot to a pole in the middle of the room. My perverted husband loves this part, I lost some of my clothes. He tells me I do too and I guess he is right. I wont go into details for this other than to say there wasn't anything left to the imagination.

I hope you enjoyed my early adventures. I have to say it has gotten better as I have grown older.

Great story. Please share more stories, if you feel like it.

My site is a little more "relaxed" about sexual content than Canuck's dreambook.

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I personally want to hear the stories people said they'd post. Like the rest of Glenn's, the one by the guy who held his sister captive once, and the others. Keep posting people!!

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This one involves three of my best friends. Amy and Deanna you have already been aquainted with through my previous stories, and the "newbie" is Jasmine. Even though I've described Amy and Deanna before, I'll do it again just for reference with Jasmine. Amy is Asian-Amercian, has long black hair down to almost her waist... and she tinted the bangs purple at this point so that she looks like that Akeama girl from Titan A.E., stands about 5'4", and has a killer body from being active in sports. Deanna is orginally from Australia and has that adorable accent of hers, has a tan, brown eyes, reddish brown hair that by this point in time flows halfway down her back, stands about 5'2", and also has a great body from all her running. The newbie, Jasmine, is a mix of Hispanic and Native American. She stands about 5'4", black hair flowing down her back a little more than halfway, brown eyes, slightly dark toned skin from her heritage, and has a killer body, though more muscular than the other two girls due to the fact she weightlifts with me as well as jogging.

Also, in this story, both Amy and Deanna are wearing Jean cut offs. Amy had a black tank top, and Deanna had a blue one. Jasmine was wearing form-fitting long black jeans, and a red belly shirt.

Well, the story starts when myself, Deanna, and Amy were driving home in my truck from an early trip to the mall. The girls had just wanted to go do some shopping, and I picked up some Andrea Bocelli and Frank Sinatra CD's (what??? I can feel you guys rolling your eyes). We got done fairly early... I'd say before 1130. As I was driving down main street we saw Jasmine walking down the street, and pulled over and started talking to her. Deanna was particularly shy in talking to her. She had always had a little crush on Jasmine.

Yeah, in case you didn't notice from my earlier stories, Amy and Deanna have some bi-tendancies. If that offends people I am sorry, but I love them for who they are. With all the faults I have they never judged me once, so I am not about to judge them.

Anyway, I invited Jasmine to go to lunch and hang out with us for the weekend with us. So she popped out her cell pohone and let her roommates know she would be with us for a few days, then hopped in the back seat (F-250's are a gift from God). Which also happened to be the seat Deanna was sitting in. We talked for ten minutes on the way the Golden Corral. A few discreet glances in the rearview mirror enlightened me to the fact that Jasmine was almost steadily looking at Deanna, while Deanna was trying her best to look anywhere but at Jasmine. I nudged Amy and she nodded and giggled softly, which drew a sharp glare from Deanna at both of us.

After sitting down and enjoying a wonderful lunch that almost broke out into a minor food fight between Amy and Deanna, we went back to my uncle's house in the country, where we were staying at for the duration of the summer. 
Since it was the middle of Van Damm week on USA and we had nothing better to do, we tuned in at just the right time to watch Bloodsport. Amazing that that movie was based on actual events. Anyway, Jasmine popped up during the middle of one of the fight scenes and started to make mock screaming and hitting noises, going through the motions of beating up on an unfortunate victim. What she failed to notice was Amy sneaking up behind her and tackling her to the floor. This erupted into a competitive but playfull wrestling match. Jasmine had the strength advantage, but Amy is the most stubborn person I have ever met, so they were at it for a while. Amy actually had the upper hand when Deanna leaned in and tickled her feet, causing Amy to yelp and let go of Jasmine, who then easily pinned her to the floor and sat on top of her, pinning her wrists out from her body.

"Traitor!" growled Amy at Deanna, who merely blinked innocently in return.

"Who me?" Deanna asked, batting her eyes.

"Yes you, you little AHHHHH!!!!" Amy shrieked, since I took the opportunity to tickle her since she was in no position to defend herself. Of course, this started a chain reaction... both Deanna and Jasmine joined in, and in a matter of minutes she was rolling on the floor in hysterics, tears streaming from her eyes.

I switched from poor Amy to the unsuspecting Deanna. "No... NO! AHHHHH!!! Help!," she cried in her adorable accent, but help was not to come, for Jasmine, grinning from ear to ear, pitched in on her tickle torture. Soon Deanna too was turned into a panting, helpless wreck, laying next to Amy on the floor, who had not yet recovered.

Jasmine sat back on the floor, grinning and shaking her head. "I think we wore them out," she said.

"Yeah, they have no stamina," I laughed back. Amy sat up and stuck her tongue out at me, but I reached out and caught the tip of her tongue between my fingers, gently pulling her to me and ending with a nice slow kiss. After a few minutes she pulled back and smiled at me, then crawled in my lap and snuggled with me.

Deanna, meanwhile had been stealing glances at Jasmine, who was gazing back and smiling softly at her. Deanna began to blush and looked away again. Jasmine stood and walked over to her, and grabbed her hands and gently tugged her to her feet. Deanna looked slightly scared but stood. Jasmine brushed a few strands of hair away from her face and leaned in, claiming Deanna's lips in a gentle kiss. Deanna closed her eys in reponse and moaned softly into the kiss, restign her hands on Jasmine's waist. A long minute later and they broke, and Deanna took a shaky breath.

"I didn't think you were interested in me," she said with a half smile.

"Dammit, girl, I was waiting for you to make the first move," smiled Jasmine. "I've had my eye on you for a while."

"What? Really?"

"Yes. Don't you know you're beautiful?"

"Well..." Deanna began.

"Told you!!! You never listen!" piped up Amy.

"Oh, shut up," murmurred Deanna and kissed Jasmine again.

"Aw," pouted Amy. "Guess I get left out again."

"Nope... go get your bag and I'll make sure you have fun tonight."

With a brilliant smile, Amy raced off to her room. Jasmine broke the kiss with Deanna and looked over at me, puzzled since he had never taken part in our games before. "Bag she asked, raising one of her eyebrows.

Deanna nuzzled her a little. "Amy's tie up bag."

Jasmine looked at Deanna with a little grin. "Kinky. Do you have a bag?"

"Uh, yeah... why?"

"Go get it."

Deanna nodded and made her way to the room she shared with Amy. I looked over at Jasmine. "Just go easy with her. Other than me and Amy, she has always been hurt by people she has fallen for."

Jasmine smiled and ruffled my short hair. "I will. I promise. Just do me a favor. Tie me up with her once she is tied up."

I nodded. "So you're into this too?"

She smiled back at me. "Isn't everyone?"

Amy and Deanna came out of their room at that moment, both of them carrying their gymbags. Amy was wearing midnight blue undies, and Deanna's undies were dark crimson (both were cut in bikini style). Amy came to me and Deanna went to Jasmine, and we both began binding our seperate victims.

I tied Amy's wrists and elbows together behind her back, wrapping rope around her arms tight, circling both just above and just below her breasts, and created a harness by looping rope around each shoulder and through the elbow tie. After a soft kiss, I gagged her by stuffing a wadded up bandana into her mouth, and very tightly cleaving another one between her teeth, pulling and tying it so tight the corners of her mouth were pulled back. I then had her kneel on the floor and frog tied her, tying each ankle to each thigh, forcing her to stay in a kneeling position or risk toppling over. As a finishing touch I put a nice, tight crotch rope on her, which made her moan deep in her throat and squirm slowly in her bonds.

I looked over at Deanna and Jasmine, to see that Deanna had been tied in mostly the same manner, except her legs were bound in normal fashion, at her ankles, calves, knees, and thighs, and she did not have a crotch rope. Jasmine was caresses her face and smiling, and Deanna was nuzzling into Jasmine's touch.

Jasmine leaned down and placed a kiss on Deanna's forehead, then stripped off her top and her jeans, revealing blank panties and bra (also bikini style). She nodded to me and I bound her in the same way she had tied up Deanna, and gagged her. Gently I carried her into the girls' room, laying her on her side on Deanna's bed, and blindfolded her. I then went out and blindfolded Deanna, and carried her into the room and placed her on her side facing Jasmine. Then I put tight crotch ropes on both of them, and watched for a minute as they squirmed forward so they were resting against each other, and tried to kiss each other's gagged lips.

Amy was as I left her when I came out. She looked over her shoulder and whiined through her gag, knowing that it drives me nuts when she does that. I knelt beside her and started to caress her and place soft kisses on her gagged lips.

I won't say everything that happened that night, but I untied everyone by 9p.m. and let's just say there was no sleeping until the around 1 in the morning.

Hope you enjoyed... I have a very long story for the next post.
 

I don't remember if it was my idea or his but he came out of his bedroom in only his underware. I had him stand in front of me and I tied his hands behind him. He then turned around and I tied his feet together. Then I noticed the little bulge in his shorts. I remember being tickled knowing that he was so turned on. We tried a number of gags on him....unlike me if they didn't work he didn't pretend like they did. We found I could tape a ping pong ball in his mouth and he couldn't get it out or say a word. I thoguth that was a lot of fun and had a great time teasing him about his situation. It was very obvious he enjoyed it. He probably stayed tied up for the best part of a couple hours. I dont think he wanted me to untie him. to my knowledg he never told anyone about our little game and I never mentioned except to my husband and now here.

A few days after my first visit to Connie’s cellar she called me and invited me over. I sort of figured what she wanted but since we never spoke of our games in public or over the phone I just said OK and that I would head right over. It was early afternoon, a nice sunny day in late June. I was wearing my standard summer outfit of shorts, T-shirt and sneakers with no socks. 
I got to Connie’s house and rang the front doorbell. She appeared at the door dressed in tight faded jeans, swimsuit top and was barefoot. Come on in she said, you are just in time. Time for what? I asked. You will see she answered and headed for the basement steps. I took off behind her. I was a suddenly excited as anticipated what was about to happen. As we walked across the rec room heading for her playroom she told me that she needed my help. Help for what I asked. This she said as she opened the door to the playroom. There was Cathy much to my surprise. She was tied down to a door that was lying across two sawhorses. She was wearing nothing but a strapless bikini. Her arms were stretched above her head and tied to hooks in opposite corners of the door. Her knees and ankles were tied together with rope. A bunji cord attached to her ankles was stretched down under the foot of the table, which stretched Cathy out really tight. There were several strips of duct tape over her mouth I was told held in a balled up scarf. She was really bound securely. You remember me telling you that Cathy gets tied up Connie said, Well you are just in time to help with her torture.
WOW! I thought this was really something. I couldn’t remember how many times I had tried to imagine what it would be like to play such games and now it was happening. What do you want me to do I asked. Just do as I say and no one will get hurt. Well almost no one she laughed and slapped Cathy on the bottom of her foot. 
Connie grabbed a roll of thick twine and cutting off a long piece tied Cathy’s big toes together real tight. She pulled the cord up and looped it through the cord binding her knees and looped it back down and weaving it between her other toes before splitting it off and tying it to the corners of the table. Now Cathy’s arches were stretched back really tight. Her toes were not only stretched back they were spread apart as wide as could be. 
Ok Trish now for your first torture lesson. She handed me a long stiff feather. Now I want you to experiment on her feet. Go ahead take your time. I took the feather from Connie and approached Cathy’s bound feet. I looked at her face she seemed to almost be smiling as she braced herself for my attack. Holding the feather between finger and thumb I touched it’s tip on her big toe. “eM” was the noise it solicited. I did it again and got the same reaction. Then I stroked the bottom of her right foot from toe to heel. That brought a stronger reaction. At Connie’s suggestion I held the feather long ways dragging the width of the feather up and down both soles at once. This really got Cathy started. MMMMM was best she could do but I could tell she would be squirming like crazy if she were not tied so well. I continued this for a while longer. I was really getting into it. 
I remember how this strange feeling of power that came over me as I stood there torturing this helpless girls feet. As I continued I remarked to Connie that Cathy seemed to be having fun for someone that was being tortured. Connie agreed and decided we should increase her torture. Here try this. She handed me a round bristle shoe polish applicator. I still remember how good the hard wooden handle felt in my hand. This surge of energy suddenly came over me as I began to move the bristles over the center of her soles in little torturous circles. This was the first time Cathy really started to loose it. Her MMMM’s became high pitched and she started to really struggle against her bonds. After a minute or so she I paused as I looked to Connie for guidance. DON’T STOP she shouted, I continued as before. Now you are finally torturing her Connie exclaimed. Then she picked up the feather I had been using before and began tormenting Cathy’s underarms. Don’t stop until I say so Connie ordered as Cathy squealed and squirmed helplessly. 
I don’t remember how long that segment lasted I just remember my heart pounding and being out of breath when Connie finally gave the order to stop. Cathy continued to gasp and squeal for some time after we stopped.
Connie took a damp sponge and sponged Cathy off from face to feet. This seemed to calm her down. 
Cathy remained tied for about another hour as we unleashed three more torture attacks on her. We tickled her feet stomach sides and backs of her knees with fingers brushes and feathers. Connie did remove her gag at one point and give her some water. Then we continued with the tickle torture.
When it was all over and Cathy was finally untied she collected her things said thank you and went home.
I hung around for a while. Connie and I talked about the day’s experience. She explained how she and Cathy had been doing this for a while and that it was actually Cathy’s idea to get me involved. I admitted to having a really good time and that I hoped we could do it again real soon.