Im 15 and Sarah is 17. We get on well most of the time but obviously we have arguments. She doesnt know Im into bondage but I will tell her eventually.

One day she was hungry and told me to cook her some food. I told her to do it herself but she said I had to do it or else. Or else what? I said. Or else Im gonna slap you she shouted. She says things like that all the time even though she never actually does anything.

I just sat where I was and told her I wasnt moving. She got up and grabbed me by my arm. I asked her what the point was. Even if I did go through to the kitchen I wasnt going to cook her anything. Next thing I know she loses it completely. And I started to laugh at her which made her even more angry.

As it turns out she had just split up with her b/f and seemed to want to take it out on me. She ran out of the room and came back with her hands behind her back and a big grin on her face. You know what Im gonna do to you she said. She threw a couple bundles of ropes on the ground then grabbed me and pushed me onto the sofa face first.

I fought back but she was much stonger than me. She has been doing gymnastics her whole life and knows Tae Kwon Do and Kick-boxing so I was pretty much f**cked. She pulled off my trousers, shoes, socks, T-shirt and bra and I was left in my underpants. I wasnt embaressed cos shes my sister and it was nothing new. In fact I was quite excited cos I had never been tied up before :)

I still tried to fight but was getting nowhere. She grabbed one of the ropes and started tying it round my torso and arms pinning my arms to my torso. She used the same rope and tied my wrists together tightly. I was faced down by now and she took more rope and tied it round my elbows and pulled them together quite tightly. Then with the same rope tied it round my torso, over my shoulders and then tied around my wrists again.

It was getting tighter and more complex.

I was shouting and swearing at her and she eventually put her hand tightly over my mouth then grabbed my socks and a pair of her tights. She crammed the socks into my mouth. They were those big thick socks so that was a lot to take in. She put her tights over my head then took some duct-tape and wrapped it around my mouth and head about 10 times. The more around my eyes about 10 times as well.

I must admit it felt amazing being tied up, but she was going a bit overboard. I think she was enjoying it as well.

She grabbed my ankles and I felt her wrapping rope around them and the rope gradually got tighter. After a couple of miutes my legs were tied at the ankles, and above and below the knees. She tied my ankles to my hands and I was now hogtied on the sofa. If you can imagine what position I was in now. It felt brilliant.

She then left me on my own.
I dont know where she went but thankfully my Dad came in and untied me after 10 minutes.

When she came back that night she was grounded for 3 months because it was such a dangerous thing to do when she left me on my own. Even though it was dangerous, it was the best 10 minutes of the whole experience.

We still bitch at each other and I tied her up for my revenge (with the help of 2 friends).

I love bondage now.
Is there any girls interested in having a chat with me?
I am coming to realise I prefer female company rather than male if you know what I mean ;)
Just leave you email and Ill email you.

XXXX

It seems to have a lot of fiction of 16 year old. Also It seem to there is a 16 year old boy who whishes that some one would force them into being cross dresser. 

I'd love to hear more about your 3-day kidnapping adventure with the football team

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anyways i always teased her about being a tomboy and this weekend for the independence day weekend she wanted to camp out. SHe looke very hot in her tight combat shorts. camolflaug green and tank top. it was saturday and after just hiking most of the day in the cabins at the servation near our house we went back into the cabin and were bsing about all sorts of things. She was saying that she cant wait to join the military and I told her it is rough what would you do if you had to do hand to hand combat with a man you would get your butt whipped in that battle.

She told me should could handle her own and I laughed a bit. She then told me she always fantasized about capturing a person in war and torturing him and stuff. She said she would tie him up and tease him. I was kinda getting turned on by hearing her say this. As we continued to talk and drink alittle bit more I had to get up to take a keak.

After doing the business i returned and I did not see where she was. I called out for her but she wasnt in the room. I then felt a hand cover my mouth and she grabbed me firmly and pulled my head back into her shoulder as she calmly whispered into my ear.

"SHHHH.dont fight this remember my fantasy I just told you about? Well I am going to act it out right now."she said

her hand was gripped so tightly over my lips and I felt the presperation from her hands on my lips as I started to get very aroused by this .

SHe then knelt me down and reached into her napsack and grapped some rope and tightly bound my hands behind my back.She then took another rope and bound my upper arms tightly and then my ankles were also bound tight. I squirmed and admittedly wa sgetting tunred on watching her beauty and hot bod work the ropes. I do not know if she had tied someone up before (maybe she did this on her brother or something) but she was very good in knots and stuff. anyways I pleaded with her to stop and to quit joking around but she clamped her hand over my mouth again, and smiled and just shushed me.

She then proceeded to get duct tape she took a sock out of her knapsack and thruted it into my mouth and duct tape over it sever times. each time she wrapped the tape over my lips she would use her hands to press it down firmly. I mmmmmghed into her gag and hand and I even started to get a little tent action going,lol.

SHe then taunted me a bit. 

"I told you I could capture a guy" she said as I was helplessly bound and gagged. She would then take her shoes and socks off and playfully stick her feet into my face and taunt me more. She even strattled on my lap and kept on puttin gher hand over my mouth where the gag was. something that really turned me on more. She even kissed the gag where my lips where under.

It was a greta experience. my first experience. I just hope I can face her again tommorrow with out feeling weird.

By the way after this weekend we officially started to see each other and started to date. Hopefully this is the first of many encounters. I am lucky cause she loves to role play.

One day, my friend Josh and I were hanging out at my place. We were bored and had nothing much to do. So we decided to tie each other up. I won the coin toss so I went first. We grabbed some stuff and headed down the road into the old forest where we'd have some privacy. We found a nice spot under some shady trees on some floiage and began the work. Josh began to tape up my body (mummification style) with some cream colored masking tape, starting at my shoulders and ending off at my ankles. He then lay me down on the floor and asked me to try and escape. I squirmed and struggled but it was no use, I was too tightly mummified. "Good" he said with an evil smirk. As I continued to struggle he bent over by my feet and began to undo my laces. I had'nt noticed a thing until he had completely removed my right shoe. I stopped struggling and asked what he was doing, he did'nt reply instead yanking off my left shoe too. "Are you ticklish Drake?" he asked evilly as he wiggled his fingers at me. I panicked! I am hyperticklish and Josh knew it. "Don't you dare!" I begged. "I'm just going to tickle you a bit...just laugh if you want somemore!" he said. Josh began tracing my socked feet, making me almost jump out of my skin and immediatley break into laughter. "Oooo! Enjoying it are we? Lets try it without the socks shall we Drake?!" he said, peeling off my socks. "Noooo!" I begged as his ticklish fingertips danced on my helplessly bound feet. I was helpless with laughter and helpless to stop his ticklish assult. For fear of someone hearing my ticklish pleas for mercy and deafening laughter he shoved my socks into my mouth and taped it shut. All afternoon, Josh tickled the laughter out of my mummifed body which could only produce muffled mmmpphhs in agonising ecstacy. When dusk was fast closing in, he stopped and un-mummified me. I was so weak from the tickle torture I had endured that we had to rest for 20 mins before we could go back home. "No hard feelings bud?" he asked. "None at all dude" I replied. But secretly I was already plotting Josh's revenge back at the house...

Well there it is, hope you all like it and tell me if you all wanna hear more k? Cheers!

Enigma

Im not sure about posting it though cos my sister didnt really want to be tied up (surprise surprise) so it might not be allowed on this website. I read somewhere that the person being tied has to consent to it or something..??

I dont want type everything out only for it to be deleted or something from this guy Canuck :)

Does anyone have an opinion on this matter? I will post the story tomorrow after Ive read if it will be OK to go ahead with it :)

Steph
XXX

When Josh and I got back home we showered, had dinner and watched a movie. When the show was almost over I noticed Josh had fallen asleep on my reclining chair. The perfect oppotunity for revenge had come! I crept up behind him and tied his hands above his head to the base of the chair, Josh sleeps like a log, so chances of him waking up were slim. Then I streached his legs out in front of him and tied them to the chair too. Finally I just ran some rope around his chest and waist to securley tie him to the chair. I ran up to my room to get a brush extention from my vaccum cleaner, a toothbrush and an eagle feather. Lifted up his shirt and began to lightly scratch his belly with the brush extention. Slowly, he began to stir and giggle. I then tickled his stomach with my fingers, eventually causing him to belt out gales of uncontrollable laughter as he tried to escape his bonds. I then tied the brush to his stomach after attaching it to the vaccum cleaner. I turned it on and the brush head began to oscillate and vibrate causing him to squeal in ticklish agony. Then I moved onto his feet tickling them all over with the feather and my fingers. After a long long while, I stopped tickling him and gagged him with his socks and tape like he had done to me earlier. After struggling for a while, he got tired and went to sleep. In order to ensure that he would'nt get back at me during my slumber, I untied him and mummiified him in masking tape. Then I shoved him into a sleeping bag and tied that up with rope and tape too. Leaving only his head sticking out. He was tied like that until the next afternoon when he had to go.

Well, there it is...my story, we had a couple more bondage episodes after that...lemme know if you wanna hear 'em...cheers! :)

We got there around 5 pm and started collecting firewood, our parents had given us explicit permission to light a fire this one occasion, we werent due 
back until the day after tomorrow.

While I sat by the stream filling my canteen, I heard a few twigs crack, I turned around right before Brad grabbed me in a headlock. I struggled but he was pretty strong.
Randy came through the trees pushing Sara, her wrists were bound behind her back. We'd played bondage games like this but ahrdly ever in the woods.

Brad pushed me over to Randy and he ordered me to put my hands behind me, I obeyed and he tied my wrists together similar to Saras, she yelled at them and called them 
anything she could think of (but we were both secretly enjoying it) and they marched us back to camp.

Randy entered the tent and came out a momet later cluthing his duffel bag, it was full of rope and bandannas. He retreated back to teh tent and came out holding mine and Brad's sleeping bags, 
he ordered us to get into them. Playing along, we got in and zipped them up, Together, they both heaved me up against a tree, and got to work. They unzipped the bag and untied my hands and
pushed them against my sides.

Brad walked over and did the same to Sara, who was a lot lighter than me. then they began tying us up. They tied around the bag at our ankles, knees, thighs, waist, and chest. They pushed us to the ground
and we lay a few feet apart, struggling in the bags, they gave us a sip of water and gagged us with the bandannas, they then dragged us one at a time to a clearing about a hundred feet away and 
said they'd be back at sundown for "interrogation".

We both tried to sit up or struggle out but it was useless, and the good thing about being tied up in a sleeping bag was the more you struggled to more you sweat and had to rest. 
They came back about an hour later at sundown and "interrogated us" which was just unzipping the bottom of the bags and tickling our bare feet until we thught we'd wet ourselves.

After another hour and a half or so, they let us go.

Just thought you'd want to hear that story.

RaidenXXX

Josh and Caleb (another friend) are pretty good surfers and I've always been pretty fascinated about the thought of me surfing. So one fine day, Josh invites me out to go with he and Caleb on one of their surf trips down the coast. I should have suspected something when Josh started whispering to Caleb something about revenge in the car on the way to the beach. But I just ignored and completley forgot about it. When Caleb's dad dropped us off at the shack, we all got our stuff and headed inside. I was the first to go in (big mistake)the shack was dark and suddenly I felt some tape wrapping around as someone held my arms by my sides. I tried to fight the guy off but he was too strong and the other guy had already taped up most of my upper body. Then they taped up my ankles and knees together. As I struggled to escape, I fell hard on the wooden floor. The lights came back on and Josh and Caleb stood laughing above me. The bent over and tickled my exposed and helpless feet for a long time, making me break into helpless hysterics. After about an hour of tickling me. They decided to go surfing. So they tied me up with rope and removed the tape. Then they slid my bound body into Josh's Quicksilver surfboard bag and zipped it up to my neck, then they shoved several stiff brushes and some toothbrushes into the bag near my neck to make me itch like hell. Then they zipped up the opening around my neck and taped the zips up. As I squirmed around on the floor, they took the remaining duct tape and turned my surfboard bag bondage into a duct tape cacoon complete with a duct tape gag. They went out surfing for the rest of the afternoon leaving me struggling and squirming about on the floor itching like mad. The more I struggled, the more I itched. Later on in the evening they returned and unzipped my feet also removing my tape gag, then they tickled me with brushes, feathers and their fingers until I swore through my hopeless pleas for mrecy while laughing profuley that I would'nt tell Caleb's dad. After that they let me go and kept it our little secret.

Well, hope you all liked it as much as I did, feedback is always appreciated...Cheers guys! Lemme know if u want more!

The story takes place during one of my summer vacations. At the time I was ten and my sister Amy was eleven. We had been off from school for about 4 weeks and our parents had planned a vacation out of town. They were going on a second honey moon to Niagara Falls and didn’t want to drag us along for the ride. Originally, they had planned to dump us off at our grandparents, who lived only a few blocks from our house. However, our grandparents had been called out of town to attend a funeral, of a friend of the family and wouldn’t be returning until Wednesday that week. Our parents planned to leave that Sunday early in the afternoon and return the following Saturday. They had both taken a week’s vacation from work for the trip and it was too late to reschedule. So, they decided to have a teenage girl named Mary who lived a few blocks away stay with us until our grandparents returned from the funeral.

Mary had babysat us since she was 13 years old. Usually, she only came over when our parents wanted an evening out. However, there were two occasions when she stayed with us overnight before and our parents trusted her with the task. She was glad to have the job seeing as our parents offered over a hundred dollars for the two nights and days. They were desperate and she was reliable, what can I say. Amy and I both liked her because she let us stay up late, watch Disney movies, and eat a whole bunch of popcorn. Mary was supposed to come over at four on Sunday and remain with us until our grand parents came to get us on Wednesday afternoon.

Now, I should note that my sister and I have been playing tie up games since we were little and our parents knew about them. They really didn’t care, so long as nobody got hurt and the prisoner wanted to be tied up. Amy liked to be tied more than I did and I was a little better at tying knots than she was. However, neither of us were very good at it, so we more often escaped than not. To this point in time Mary had no knowledge of our games, but she was very good at playing tie up, as we were about to find out.

Now back to the story. 

Mary arrived at about 12:30 on Sunday so our parents could lay the ground rule. They showed her where the first aid kit was. They left the phone number of our aunt who lived in town, she is single and worked during the day, so she couldn’t watch us. Yet, she could be reached in case of an emergency and Mary’s parents were only a few blocks away. There were also 911 in case of a real emergency. But, none was expected to these were just precautionary measures. Mary was 16 at the time and worked at the local pool as a lifeguard on Fridays and Saturdays. So, we were in good hands.

Our parents left around 1:30 and Mary was left in charge. She had a special treat in mind for us that afternoon. Our parents had left her with a little money and told her to take us some place in town such as a movie or bowling since they went on vacation and left us behind. She asked us where we wanted to go and we decided to head over to the roller skating rink on the edge of town. They had an open session form 2:30 to 5:30. So we got our roller blades together and went.

The rink wasn’t very crowded and we hadn’t been there all summer so I sounded like fun. When we arrived, I put on my skates and hit the floor. Amy took a little longer, she preferred to wear safety gear. She had knee and elbow pads, wrist guards and a helmet. They took her a little time to get into. She felt safer with them on, and nobody at the rink gave her a hard time about is to she preferred to where them, when she skated. It was a fun place to hang out and we enjoyed going there once in a while.

Mary spent most of the time sitting at a table, but we both still had fun without her. At the end of the session, we went home to have dinner.

We had TV dinners, which Mary cooked, in the oven and we ate them watching television in the living room. I think it was America’s funniest videos or something, I don’t really remember. After dinner, Mary told us to go and get ready for bed. She told us we could stay up late if we were ready now so we could go strait to bed when she told us too.

Usually, we would have to go to bed at 8:30, but Mary said we could stay up till 10:30 if we got ready for bed and behaved ourselves for her. Unfortunately, she didn’t bring a movie over that night so Amy and I just decided that we would play something while she watched TV. So, we got ready for bed going though all the usual drills. We each took a bath and brushed our teeth (separately of course). Then, we changed into our pajamas for the night. It had begun to rain hard earlier that evening, and it had cooled down a bit so Amy and chose to wear some of our heavier warmer pajamas to ward off the chill of the upper floor.

I a pair of red flannel pajamas. The pants were long with an elastic waistband and the top buttoned down the front and had long sleeves. I also had on a pair of Scooby Doo character slippers. The type that covers the whole foot with the little sock tops. Amy was wearing a pink full body blanket sleeper. For those of you who don’t know what a sleeper is, it is the type of pajamas that cover the entire body with the top connected to the bottoms. Amy’s had a zipper from her neck to her crotch in the front with a teddy bear patch on the chest. It also had built in pajama feet with the skid proof bottoms.

Since we didn’t have movie, Amy and I decided to go up to her room and play monopoly. However, after about a half of an hour, we got bored and decided to find something else to do. I asked Amy if she wanted me to tie her up. She said ok. So I went to her closet to find something to tie her up with. Unfortunately, the only thing I could find was a six-foot jump rope, and I decided it wouldn’t be enough to do a good job. So, I said I would go to garage and get the usual rope that we used to tie each other up and told Amy to wait there for me.

So, I went downstairs through the kitchen and into the garage to get the clothesline we usually used to tie each other up. I went into the garage and grabbed the box that had our ropes in it. It weighed about 15 pounds and I struggled to carry it back to the kitchen. When I got there, Mary was there and she asked me what I was doing with a large box of rope this late at night in the middle of the kitchen. I told her that we were bored and that I was going to tie Amy up for something to do. She asked me if Amy wanted to be tied up and I said she was all right with it. Then, she asked me something I didn’t expect. Mary asked me if I wanted her to help me tie up Amy. I excitedly replied that I would love her help because no matter how good a job I did Amy always seemed to escape in a short while. She told me to take the box of rope upstairs and she would come and help me in a few minutes. She said she needed something from the hall closet first and that she would be right up. I ran excitedly up stairs to announce the idea to Amy.

When I got up to the room Amy was sitting on the edge of he bed waiting with her hands already folded behind her back. I told Amy that Mary caught me getting the rope and that she wanted to help tie her up really good. Just then, Mary entered the room holding a plastic bag with things she had gotten from the closet. The bag contained a roll of tape, several handkerchiefs, and a pair of pink wool mittens that Amy wore during the winter when it was cold outside. Then the tying began.

First, Mary told Amy to put on the mittens to protect her hands from the ropes. Amy put them on and tucked the bottom of the wrist into the ribbon knit cuffs on her sleeper. Mary put a loop of tape around each of Amy’s wrists so that she couldn’t remove the mittens. Next, she told Amy to turn around and to cross her mittens behind her back. Amy complied and Mary took a long piece of rope and started tying her wrists. She began by square lashing them in one direction and then the other. She went over 1 wrist and other the other alternating. Then after four laps, she went back and did it in the opposite direction. Next, she wrapped the cord around the center of the lashing between Amy’s hands to tighten it down. Then, she wrapped the rope horizontally across her tied wrist. Finally she wrapped the rope vertically around the wrist and knotted it firmly on top, well out of the reach of Amy’s tied mitten hands. Amy tried to move her hands but it looked hopeless.

Then, she told Amy to sit on the floor and put her feet together. Mary took a length of rope and wrapped it around her ankles several times and clinched it off in the center. Next, she did a similar tying just above her knees. She said that should do it. Mary said would be back in 2 hours to let Amy out. Then Mary went back down stairs to watch television and left Amy to struggle.

Amy squirmed, struggled, and twisted all about, but her pink mittens stayed lashed and her pajama feet stayed anchored to each other. I teased her that there was no way she could get out and she said that she would like to see me try and escape from this. I told her that it would be easy and that I could get out after only a few minutes. Then she told me to prove it. I told her that I would and got up to see if Mary would tie me up too. But, my sister said it still wouldn’t be a fair challenge because she was wearing footed pajamas and I wasn’t. I complained that I didn’t have any to wear and that it had been here choice to dress like that in the first place. She told me she had a blue sleeper I could borrow in her top dresser drawer.

Reluctantly, I went over to her dresser and took out the blue footed sleeper, carried it back to my room and changed into it. Then, I returned to Amy’s room to let her know I was going to get Mary. The sleeper was a tight fit and I thought it made me look babyish. So, I decided to wear my flannel pajamas and slippers overtop of it. I added the second layer and tucked pajama bottoms into the top of my slippers. I was content that the sleeper only showed at the v in the neck and a little bit at the wrists. So, I went to find Mary and went downstairs.

She was in the living room watching TV and was perplexed to see me so soon. I told her that I wanted to be tied up like Amy too. She said ok and went to the hall closet to get a pair of mittens for my hands. She returned with the green mittens I usually wear in the wintertime. However, my mittens were a little different from Amy’s. Her mittens were simple wool knit mittens, without any lining. Mine were the type with the waterproof plastic coding and to make things worse, they were also very bulky and tight. But, I couldn’t back out now so I let Mary tape them over my hands. We then returned to Amy’s room.

Amy was still tied as tight as ever and hadn’t made any real progress. Mary tied me up in the exact same way she tied my sister; hands cross-lashed behind the back and the feet tied together at the ankle and just above the knees. Then, she took out two handkerchiefs and gagged both of us. She told us that she would be back in half an hour to let us out for bed. I struggled hard against the ropes, but I soon learned why my sister couldn’t free herself. Within a few minutes, I realized that I couldn’t get free. The ropes on my wrists prevented me from moving them in any direction. Secondly, I found the mittens to be very confining because they immobilized the use of my fingers. I was helpless. My feet in the bulky slippers proved impossible to gain any chance of escape.

Mary returned in half an hour and ungagged Amy who had given up on trying after the first 15 minutes of my captivity. Mary then began to untie Amy starting with her feet. However, when Mary went to begin on Amy’s hands, Amy asked her not to and if she could sleep with her hands tied up. Mary said she could and helped her into her bed. Amy rolled to sleep on her stomach and Mary tucked her in for the night. 

Then, Mary came over and removed my gag. Well being an ambitious 10-year-old boy, I wasn’t about to be outdone by my sister. So, I asked Mary if I could sleep completely tied up for the night. She replied saying I could if I really wanted to. I said I did, do she carried me to my bed and set me down. I decided I wanted to sleep on my back, which was one of the biggest mistakes I made. My mother always tucked the sides of my sheets and blankets all the way down the side. Since I was tied up it was impossible to turn over and my hands and feet soon became quite uncomfortable.

I was also starting to get really hot. After all, I was wearing a footed sleeper underneath of long flannel pajamas plus the covers and it really wasn’t that cool on the second floor. Usually when I wear long pajamas in the summer, I only sleep with a sheet, but my blankets were tucked up to my chin. My feet were the worst part. I never slept in my Scooby slippers because they were too bulky and warm to be comfortable. Added to that, I had pajama feet underneath and that my outer pajama pants were tucked into the slippers. Finally, my ankles were tied overtop of the sock tops on the slippers. My hands were in a similar predicament in the heavy mittens, which were tapped in place. Plus the ropes held the sleeves tightly to my arms. Finally, I had buttoned my top collar button to hide the sleeper so there wasn’t really anywhere for my body heat to escape.

I thought I was going to roast, but after a while my body go used to the temperature and I was able to fall asleep. All things considered, I slept really well and I remember not waking up tired. I am not really sure why I slept well, if anybody knows feel free to drop me a line here.

When I woke up in the mourning Mary let us out of the ropes to use the bathroom and eat breakfast. However, since we didn’t go anywhere that day Amy and I spent most of it in our pajamas and we got tied again later that day along with the following night. Overall, I had a good experience and so did Amy. But, I am out of time right now and the remaining events of the week will have to wait. If I get some reply post that people want to hear more I will post them at a later time.

That’s all for now guys see you later.

Michael

P.S.

Has anybody else been tied up in a footed sleeper as a kid? If so I would love to hear your experiences.

I would encourage you to write more.

BTW, did you learn from Mary how to tie up so you can't escape? And if so, did you apply it to Amy?

Someone there with operator status has the abilty to delete posts, and has chosen instead to let people pretend to be pro wrestlers and to delete bondage related posts.

I don't know what his motives are, but they can't be honorable.
 

Eric what Claudia did to you was none of these things. It wea not consensual; and you NEVER leave a bound & gagged 'victim' alone EVER, her 'power game' in less than 60secs could easily have turned into manslaughter. Tickling someone continually is not fun it is torture, those tears are not tears of fun but pain.

She never asked at any time if you were ok, instead yanked your hair,kneed you in the back,slapped you in the face, tried to damage ligaments at the back of your knees and threatened to damage your manhood by kicking you hard where it hurts then laughed at you for not putting up a fight. Nice FUN Claudia,just what kind of 'lesson' are you teaching?

Claudia how about a taste of your own medicine, how would YOU feel if either you, or your children were kidnapped,assaulted,tortured and blackmailed?

Keep bondage fun.
 

I have always been fascinated with bondage. As far back as I can remember the subject has thrilled me, intrigued me… even before I really knew what it was all about. The thought of being captured, tied up and restricted triggers me, and although it has made me think I was different, somewhat a freak, coming to terms with my feelings, it has brought me a lot of joy and excitement.
As with most bondage-fans, there are incidents from my childhood that can be categorized as early bondage memories. And one of these memories I am now going to share with you:

When I was about 10-12 years old me and my friends liked to play a game we called “Kidnappers”, our own version of “Hide’n seek”:
We were two teams, boys against girls. The boys were the kidnappers, and the girls were supposed to hide and avoid them. The game took place around a row of garages, and one of these garages served as the “Dungeon”. Here the kidnappers held their victims as prisoners, tied them up and guarded them. The remaining girls were allowed to free the prisoners and the prisoners were allowed to escape. If they could, that is. ;)

The incident I am going to tell you about took place one summer day when I was 11. We were a couple of girls and boys just hanging around, a bit bored, with nothing to do.
It was raining, not much, just a drizzle, so it was still hot. 
We had gathered in the garage, waiting for the rain to stop, when one of my friends suggested that we should play Kidnappers. It seemed we had nothing better to do, and we all enjoyed the game, so we did. 
The boys remained in the garage, giving us girls a head start by counting slowly and aloud to 100.

We crawled like ants all over the place, trying to find a suitable hiding place. My sister hid at the far end of the garages, two girls climbed up a tree, and other two climbed on top of the garages.
I hid behind some large rocks, crouching, trying to make myself invisible. 
As I heard one of the boys shout “100!”, my heart skipped a beat. The game was on…

The boys spread out, searching like hunting dogs. The girls in the tree were the first ones to be found. They climbed down, blushing, almost embarrassed by their lousy attempt to hide. Two of the boys held them by their arms and pushed and pulled them back to the Dungeon. There they probably were tied up as usual, I could not see from where I lay. Now my task would be to free them, but I had to make sure I wasn’t caught myself. Usually I would sneak around the corners, but my new hiding place seemed to be a good one, so I decided to stay there for as long as possible.

It was still raining, my clothes were getting wet, my shorts and my t-shirt were sticking to my skin and my hair was clinging to my face. The biggest disadvantage, however, was the sound of the rain, because then all other sounds were muted, and I was not able to hear footsteps before they were… too close.

And suddenly a voice shouted “She’s here!” right behind me. I had been so focused on what was going on in front of me, that I had forgotten to cover my back. My heart almost stopped, and I turned. There, just a few meters away from me, was Glen. 
Glen was three years older than me, he was tall for his age, a big boy, who was ‘feared’ in this game. Much because he was a fast runner and once he had set his eyes on you, you knew you were going to lose, but most of all because he was good at tying up. Too good. His knots were almost impossible to escape. 
It seemed to be a good idea to avoid being caught by Glen. Unless one wanted to be tied up really good, and most likely for a long time…. And maybe I did. 

When my brain finally started working again, I jumped up and started running in the opposite direction. My legs were a bit shaky after crouching for such a long time, so I stumbled away. I could hear fast footsteps behind me, Glen was chasing me. Although I knew it was useless, I ran the fastest I could, scanning my brain for possible ways to escape him. His steps were getting closer, I could hear him breathing heavily, shouting at me to stop. What a rush..! 
As I turned the corner of the garage, I looked over my shoulders and saw Glen almost within reach of me. I could hardly hold back a scream, it was so exciting!
But then, before I had managed to turn my head back again I bumped into something. Or more correctly, someone… 
I had run straight into John, and he grabbed both my arms. I was panting, trying to catch my breath, and so was Glen. “Told you so,” he said after exhaling deeply a few times. “We get you every time. You never learn.”
I was trying to break free from Johns grip, but I was too exhausted to give a good fight. 
And besides… I don’t think I really wanted to break free either. The thought of what was to come sent a tingling sensation through my body.
Before I knew it, Glen grabbed me by my ankles, and he and John dragged and carried me to the Dungeon. I was kicking and screaming, mostly because I was expected to do so… *lol* 
Then John held me while Glen tied me up with my arms behind my back, many loops around my wrists, making my hands go numb after just a short while. Then he tied the ropes to one of the poles in the garage. He tied the ropes tight, using knots that were both hard to reach and difficult to untie. He seemed to take this game more seriously than most of the other boys and made sure that the ropes would hold his prisoners in place. The other boys would usually tie us up with our hands in front of us, while with Glen you knew he would always tie your hands behind your back. And he would have this concentrated look on his face, frowning and smiling vaguely, pulling the ropes tighter, tighter than all the other boys. 
There was something special about Glen. Maybe that was why I liked it when he tied me up. I liked him.

There was only one of the two girls left there in the garage with me, so the other one had probably managed to escape. We smiled at each other as though we were sharing a big secret. And maybe we were…?

She was only tied with her hands in front of her, and as soon as all of the boys but one had left, we started whispering about how we would try to get out. The one who was guarding us was somewhat unaware of us, he was too busy looking outside, trying to spot the remaining girls. She slowly moved closer to me, and while I held an eye on the boy, she managed to untie herself, using her teeth. Then she started on my ropes, untying them from the pole, but we were both so excited that we started to giggle, and of course that withdrew the attention of our guard. He threw himself at us, but my partner in crime was faster than him, so she just skipped to the side and ran off. 
I, on the other hand, still had my hands tied behind my back. 
But as my guard seemed to believe that I was still tied to the pole, he ran after his escaped prisoner, leaving med unguarded. Big mistake. :)
I moved over to the garage-door, looking to both sides, deciding whether to take the chance or not. As none seemed to be in sight, I did. With my back against the wall, I moved to the right, my wet clothes leaving a darker trail along the garages. It was so quiet, I could hear nothing but the sound of the rain falling down. 
I got braver, started moving faster, reached the corner again and…there was Glen! 
I turned fast, but running with my hands behind my back slowed me down and he got hold of me right away. Again he dragged me back to the Dungeon and tied me to the pole in the corner. This time he also tied my feet to the pole. “I think I’ll stay here and watch you,” he said
After a while John joined Glen, he said he was bored with the rain, and that the other girls were hiding too well.
John was looking from the garage-door, while Glen was watching me, making sure that I didn’t untie myself. 
Time passed slowly. It seemed to last for an eternity, my hands were numb, and although I managed to reach the knots, it was just a kind of fumbling, my fingers didn’t react as I wanted them to. Besides, Glen was watching me closely. I was going nowhere. 
My only hope was that the other girls would try to free me.

“Shhh….!” John said suddenly. 
“Linda is by the corner, I think she’s trying to sneak in here.” He was whispering, pointing at me. I had to think for a second or two before I understood why he was pointing. I opened my mouth, but before I could scream to warn Linda, Glen was there, putting his hand over my mouth. So there I was, my hands and feet tied, with someone gagging me with his hand, wet and a bit cold, feeling helpless and small…and enjoying it!
I was almost holding my breath, wanted the moment to last forever, my heart beating so hard I that it made loud echoes in my head.
The sweetest feelings of excitement and something thrilling, something a bit…. forbidden…? spread throughout my whole body. It felt like my tummy was filled with butterflies.
And just as I was about to close my eyes and fill my mind with all of these new sensations, I could hear my father shouting that it was dinner. Back to reality in an instant…
With the speed of lightning, Glen untied me and released me. It would be an embarrassing situation to explain if my father had discovered us. So, rubbing my wrists, I wandered home for dinner, feeling… disappointed in a way, that the game had ended. 
Luckily it was not the last time we played it!

-Angel-

Anyway, thanks for sharing that awesome story, and I'd love to hear any others you've got to tell!

This story took place 3 weeks ago at my ex-girl friend’s house (at the time we were boyfriend and g/f).

It was Saturday and I had to go to my ex’s (Carla) house. Carla was the girl of my dreams (she was 14 years of age, 5’6 height, beautiful face, very fine legs, nice tan, black hair that reached her shoulders, we the loved the same kind of music…ect.) Well she’s no longer mine. Any ways, my dad dropped me of at her house around 11:30. I had all my guitar and other stuff (15wat amp, tuner, two cables and a back pack full of other junk.) It started to rain a little so I ran for the front door. It was locked. Her sister (Victoria) was watching TV on the sofa. (Victoria is 17 years of age, 5’7 height, medium black hair, she was hot but, in my opinion Carla was hotter, she was cool , yet she loves to pick on me.) I knocked on the window and told her to let me in. She told said, “Hi Chris. Get in threw the back door the back door I don’t have the key”. This time I didn’t bother arguing I just went by the back. As soon as I got in to there back yard I ran as fast as I can because of 2 reasons. The rain and the fact that they don’t put there f**kin dog on a leash and he loves to play around and jump on people. When I got in the I was a little wet and the dog nearly got me but lucky for me he didn’t. Victoria laughed and said, ”hey loser, Carla’s upstairs.” “Thank you. Your so nice.” I replied, but I didn’t really care I just wanted to see Carla. Her sister is nice but at time she just gets annoying.
I dashed up stares only to find Carla in her room writing a poem. She was wearing: Vans shoes, ankle soaks, blue cargo shorts, a tight green shirt, and almost showed her belly (she was drop dead gorgeous! I couldn’t ask for a lovelier g/f!) She said “hey hansom” and greeted me with a kiss on the lips.
I just set up my equipment and started playing my guitar while she continued with her poem. She writes great poems but it took her a while to finish this one. When she finished, we decided to play some music. She just did vocals, but she had a great voice. We played some Incubus songs, Weezer, other songs we made, ect.. When we where done we couldn’t go outside because it was raining. I felt like the entire day was ganna be a bore until she said “Hey wanna tie me up?” I responded “sure”. “I’ll be right back” she said and ran outside to her sister’s room while I waited in her room her room. This was so cool. It wasn’t the first time I tied her up but I loved watching her bound. And the cool thing was is that she into bondage…….Sweet =)
She brought back with her some rope and duct tape and she dropped it on the floor. I took some rope and put it in my back pocket. Every time we play tie up games, most of the time she wants to be tied up which was cool cause I usually do most of the tying. We took of our shoes off before we started. She want to the door and locked it and said “just incase.”
When we started she sat on the and I tied her wrist together behind her back. It took me a while till I can make sure her bounds were secure but just so she wouldn’t escape I wrapped duct tape around her the rope tied to her hands. 
I grabbed more rope and then decided to tie her knees and ankles together. She started to move her legs and said I’m not ganna let u tie me up that easy.” but then I said to her “if u keep moving your ganna get it twice as hard when I start tickling you” so she stopped. I grabbed some more rope and tied her ankles. I didn’t wanna waste the rope so I just used the duck tape to tie her knees together. I stop to look at my work. “Try to get free” I said. So she kept squirming and trying to get free. She kept repeating “If I get out Ill tie you up way better.” While she was trying to get out, I went to he drawer and pulled out a sock and ripped a piece of duck tape of the roll. She said, “What are you doing?” I replied, “keeping you quiet.” With that I showed the soak in her mouth and quickly applied the strip of tape. She started to mmmmhhh. Then I said to teas her ”I wonder how ticklish you are?” With that I gently flipped her on her stomach. She was so helpless and fully under my power. I loved watching her bound this way.
I stared to slowly run my fingers down the back of her legs down to her feet. She began to squirm and mmmhhhh like crazy. I started to remove her soaks. All she could do is MMMHHHHHH helplessly as I stared to stroke my fingers up and down her feet. I exclaimed “Dam! I forgot how ticklish you were!” The harder I tickled the louder she mmhhhed I kept this up for about 10 minutes then I suddenly stopped. Then an idea suddenly jolted in my head. I decided to give her a break and I opened the door and said, “Don’t go any were. I’ll be right back.” And with that I left. I shut the door behind me and ran down stairs into the kitchen. Lucky for me Victoria was outside with her friend (I think her name is Mara, ill describe her later on.) I got 2 cups and filled them with ice and put a little bit of water in both of them. Then I ran back upstairs into Carla’s room. Now here’s were I f**ked up real bad. When I closed the door I for got to lock it. Dam.
O well back to the story. She was still trying to get free. I put the cups on a small stand and got back to tickling her. This time I started with her sides for a while then went back to her feet. She is SO TICKILISH. She kept MMMHHHHing and moaning into her gag. She was so helpless. 
Now here’s were I wanted to put my idea in action. I picked her up and placed her on her bed face down. I then got the 2 cups and placed them next to the bed. I then lifted the up the back of her shirt and started to run the I cubes of ice down her back. I keep running it down her back and just a lil into the back of her pants. She kept mmmmhhhhhhing louder and louder the lower I went. I then started to run the ice cubes on her neck. I kept on running them on her neck till they almost melted. See still kept on mmmhhhing. This was one of the greatest day of my life. Tying up a hot beautiful girl (I’ve tied her up before but never for this long.) Yet every good tale has a bad part. I said earlier on that I for got to lock the door. Well Victoria walked in with her friend Mara. I remember thinking O f**k! When she said “Why are you tying up my sis?” I tried to say something my defense but she just said, “Get em!” I didn’t bother putting up a fight I just let them tackle me to the floor. As soon as I knew it Mara hand gagged me had me pinned face down on the floor with her knee and held my right arm behind my back. 
Let me describe Mara (age: 16, 5’7 height, cute face, dirty blond hair that reached just a lil bit past her shoulders, very behind.) 
I tried to say something but she just punched me in my ribs and pressed harder on my mouth (dam she punches hard). “What’s going on?” asked Vicki. Carla kept mmmmhhhhhhhh trying to tell her something so, Vicky took of her gag to let her speak. Carla responded in a calm matter “we are just playing around.” I knew right of the bat Vicky was up do some thing. “You think you can tie up my sis. “She picked up the duct tape passed it to Mara and said “tie him up.” I kinda knew this would happen. I was Vicky’s captive twice before and last time she tickled the hell out of me so bad. I kinda knew it was ganna be a long day. 

to be continued…..

I went over to Caleb's house at around 8 to babysit his younger brother (12) and his friend (12 too) Caleb was going out for the night. When I arrived @ his place, Chris (his bro) told me that Caleb had already left and to come in and make myself at home. After a few TV shows Chris asked me if I wanted to try on his straitjacket that he had picked up at a magic shop in the mall last week. I was obviously excited 'cause I had never tried on a straitjacket b4 and I wanted to see if I could be like one of those escape artists. So I told Chris to tie me up as best as he could. He happily agreed and raced upstairs to get his stuff. I flopped back on the couch to watch somemore TV. About 15 mins later, Chris came back down with a whole lotta things. He dumped them on the floor in front of me and pulled out the straitjacket. It was unlike any other straitjacket I had seen before. Instead of sleeves like a normal shirt, it had internal sleeves and a lotta red cotton straps on the outside. Chris explained that it made the person in the jacket almost completely immobile and impossible to escape. I took off my tee shirt and slid my arms into the internal sleeves, Chris then slipped the sleeves through a loop near my stomach and strapped them up. Then he came behind me and pulled the jacket tightly around my body. He then strapped up all the straps at the back tightly also pulling some other straps tight on the jacket. When he was done, he asked me to try and struggle my arms free, I was surprised to find that I could'nt move at all. I looked in the mirror and my restrained body looked like an armless mummy with red straps. I was indeed impressed with the restriction it provided. But Chris still was'nt done, he then grabbed a set of padded leg cuffs and cuffed my ankles together. He then told me that he had a surprise for me. He told me to hop after him, which I eagerly did. We went down the hallway, with me falling over a few times. Eventually we reached Caleb's room and he told me to get in, when I did however...he pushed me over onto a futon and taped my leg cuffs to the floor with half a roll of ducttape. I asked him what the heck was going on as I struggled frantically to free myslef. "Ask HIM" Chris replied, motioning behind me. And with that, he locked the room after his exit. I turned behind and saw Caleb ducttaped to a chair surprisingly, ungagged. He told me that his brother and his friend had surprised him and tied him up before I came. And that if we did'nt escape within an hour, that they'd torture us. I kinda figured out what the torture was and was;nt going to allow myslef to undergo it again. We struggled hard against our bondage but we were tied too tightly. Then suddenly, the door unlocked...

To Be Continued...

First let me introduce you to my cousins, ( all names have been changed ) , Dena is one year younger than I am(15), she is my height with brownish blonde hair that goes down to her waist. Katie is a year younger that Dena (14), and has short black hair. Amanda is 8, and has fairly long light brown hair, and finally Racheal is 7 with short dark brown hair. Now onto the story. I was at my cousins house celebrating Dena's 15th birthday. After the cake we went into Dena's bedroom to play some games. Now my cousins have no idea about my bondage fetish, so i try to come up with games were someone gets tied up. So i suggest that we play House. They agreed, Dena was the Mom, Katie was the Big Sister, and Amanda and racheal were younger sisters. Me I as the Burgaler, if you see where this is going. Now before we played i asked if it was ok if i tied them up and they said ok. So the situation was that they would be in the house and I would come to rob them. Well, Dena went to the Pretend market and left Katie in charge. This was my opportunity to strike. So Amanda and Racheal went to their rooms and that left Katie by herself. So I sneaked in and grabbed Ktaie, gently mind you i had no intentions of hurting my younger cousins. I also introduced them to the idea of chloroform, which we didn't actually have any but we prentended that a hankercheif would make them fall asleep for a little while. So I came up behind Katie and put the hankercheif up to her mouth and grabbed her. she instantly pretended to struggle and then fell asleep. then I took Some scaves and tied her hands and feet. then she " woke up " and I wrapped another scarf around her mouth and she was now helpless then it was time for Amanda and Racheal to get tied up so I went to their room and put the hakercheif to their mouths and they fell asleep and I got two jump ropes and tied their hands together with one jump rope and tied their waists together with the other one. then i used two more scaves and gagged them. then i pretended to rob them now the way the game ended was when Dena came home and called the police and knocked me out with a lamp and i got arrested. then we untied the girls and we played some bored games they said they wouldn't tell their mom and i was greatful. Well, they said that they had fun and that they would want to play the game again and i said ok. well thats my second story hope you enjoyed it .

I said okay then she left.About a few moments later(she lives across the street)she came back,I said"where'd you go?''She told me that she went to her house to get something that I'd like.I asked what it was so she pulled out a pair of handcuffs and simply replyed"cuff me."

I agreed and snaped the cuffs around her wrists.she cracked open a smile,I asked her what was so funny,she said"well I'll be honest with you...I liked being handcuffed"I was surprised for a minute,she said"Wanna sleep over at my house tonight?"I agreed,and we went back to playing.

Anyhoo this is what happened to me while she was looking out for us.I was starting to go through my screw you phase and everything was about going out and trying to score with chicks and get booze and so on.It was a saturday and I recieved a call from some friends that there was a party going on so I told them cool I will have my Aunt drop me off at the party.

I went to go ask my Aunt if she would take me and some friends to the party but she declined me because the nite before I stayed out past the time she told me to be in by which was 11:30. I did not get home until after 1. She didnt ball me out or anything but this was her punishment I was not able to go out tonite.

I kept on being rebelous and trying to test my Aunt by walkin gout of the front door to have her come after me and stop me from leaving. I tried it several times but she prevented me from going on most times. I didnt realize how tough my Aunt could be. Anyways she sent me to my room but I was not about to go down without a fight. With my punk @ss attitude I tried to sneak out my sister the rat that she is told on me as i was making my way down the street. 

I had thought that I made it without being caught. As I am walking on the sidewalk my aunt with my sister in the car come pulling along side of me. 

"Get in the car"my Aunt said to me

"NO,I am going to this party" I replied

"I'm not joking get in this car Anthony,I am not fooling dont disrespect me ,get in and shut up". My Aunt told me along those lines.

Well I rememebr just getting a little tude from her on the way back home. We got to the house ad I rememeber telling her I was going to my room. SHe told me she wanted me to stay where she could see me. 

"This is bullshit,you aint my mother" i said

"Watch your mouth "she told me"SIt there and be still and shut up and watch tv or just occupy yourslef " she told me"Or I swear to god anthony I will tie you to that chair."

Now I was shocked to hear her tell me this but being the little bastad that I was I tried to make a dash for the door. I got out but my Aunt who was stronger than I imagined and quicker as well caught me. I remember out of just sheer anger yelling out to the neighborhood or anyone who would hear me 

"Help ,child abuse child mmmmmph" Until my Aunt clamped her big long hand over my mpouth real tight.

"Shut up you baby" she said to me as she yanked me back into the house. I remember liking the feeling of being gagged by her hands. SHe held them clamped on my mouth but I continued to yell into the palms as much as I can and she kept pressing tighter and tighter the motre I screamed into her hand.Then it happened. I remember her telling my sister to go into the garage and get the rope that my father always had on the side so my sister did. As she was getting the rope My Aunt Gina kept me held down on the chair sitting on me and keeping her hand over my mouth. 

When my sister returned with the rope she told my sister to continue to watch tv I am going to tie your brother up so he doesnt ruin our nite . SHe then proceeeded to bind my hands behind my back behind the chair. The ties were pretty impressive for her Tight and firm knots and all. SHe bound my feet and my upper arms as well. 

I kept on tellin gher what are you a crazy biatch". That was the final straw.

"I have had enough of your mouth. She then tightly gagged me with a clean waxh cloth. It was very tight in my mouth. My mouth was almost open wide thats how freakin thick the gag was. 

This may sound a little freaky but I remember after she tied me up and gagged me I guess from me running and wrestling with her a bit she was wearing blck jeans and I guess I must have made her get a wedgie while we fought a bit an d struggled. I remember saying to my self as she grabbed the wedge out of her ass .

"For some reason I rememebr her tellin gme this

"You gave me a major wedgie" 

I was in total chockj that I was bound and gagged by my aunt.

I was held there until they finished their movie together. It was an experience I will never forget.

If you aren't canuk then who?

Why do I feel like something that happened on another dreambook sounds like it might be happening here?

If this is really happening for a legitimate reason, pardon my scepitcism, but we've already seen one dreambook blown up; We sure don't need to lose this site.

By the way, I like this forum the way it is.

Markus

Its eaiser to monitor a message board
Dreambook was really ment for a guest book not for mass posting
Will be archived faster

To answer some question, Im in the process of archive all the years onto the board right now. I will make sure all the current posts are up before we switch so you dont miss a thing.

Some of you dont know, but canuck is very busy with work and rarely has time to get on. So if you have any questions direct them to me...

AIM: Chilikiller4life
MSN: mrgreenisadrug@hotmail.com
Yahoo: hak36
email: either my hotmail or fbdave@arcanecreations.net

If posting here is still "aloud" I''l keep this url bookmarked just as I "ment" it to be.

After recent events, I have no trust left.

Markus

You get online, read a few tie-up stories and wanna chat with a girl about it.. but.. BAM!! There is no one on, and it can be a pain in the glutes to search for a girl to talk to it about.. honestly..

"Hey, what's up?"

"Oh, hey"

"Wanna talk about bondage?"

"Wah?....."
 

But me and Kiuwi have the answer.

We are starting a little club called "Klan of the Kidnappers." (No relation, or affiliation of ANY SORT with the Ku Klux Klan.) A place, where girls are waiting to be bound and gagged, but it doesn't mean they aren't ready to turn the tables on you! IM me, RangerOfThe75th or Kiuwi if you are a dude interested in joining. If you are a girl and want to be a victim, or not, contact ChrBnDctChik.

Thank you and happy gaggings!

Post here if you like bondage! :D

Ever wanted a little place where you can go to and tie up a cute girl, or get tied up yourself? The Klan of the Kidnappers will accomdate you. If you are interested, please post on the forums

Please include Name, Age, Location, state your role (Captive or captor) and if you include a picture, you will become a senior member. 

Hope to gag you, or get gagged by you soon!

ChrBnDctChik

whitesoxrchamps is my aim 

He makes Claudia out to be a cruel, torturing kidnapper, rather than a friend who very playfully made another friend suffer with tying and tickle-torture. There is a serious difference.

I’ve read the Claudia story several times. The only thing I can deem as questionable is her leaving her victim alone while tied up and gagged. This she shouldn’t have done. But she’s not the only one here who’s made that mistake. Otherwise, what was so bad? She pulled his hair? Please, that’s 9-year-old stuff. She didn’t beat him into submission or anything – she was a determined girl who knew how to handle herself to had enough of a surprise element working in her favor to get the guy’s hands tied. Once you’ve done that, you’re pretty much in control, and I’m guessing that tying him up the rest of the way wasn’t hard. As I remember, she got him tied up hands and feet without any more violence.

CareBear gets on her case for kicking him in the leg – big deal – and threatening a kick to the crotch. What guy hasn’t been threatened with this 50 times in his life? It seldom happens, you know. It’s a playful threat with just enough reality to it to be believable.

Finally, there’s Claudia tickling him until he cries. Come on. This is serious, or even all that bad? I was tickled by my older sister once until I cried. Her friend held me down and my sister tickled my ribs and stomach until I had tears. This is a reaction from uncontrollable laughter, not pain. Did you ever laugh so hard at something that you nearly came to tears? Or nearly wet your pants? Same idea. There are probably 50 stories on this board of people being tickled to tears – are those examples of the cruelest torture imaginable too? What about Dena and her sock gags and tickling “kidnap boy?” What about the 10-year-old boy who keeps getting tied down and tickle to crying by his babysitter – Anomallee, is it? Remember all those fun stories about Becca and Donna and Karen? Tickling to tears was in those also. It’s something kids do to other kids, tickling. I don’t see the harm in it. It’s a bit of a stretch to call it harmful. No one knows what a safeword is as a kid, and I seriously doubt Claudia would have let this guy get hurt. I seriously doubt it.

I particularly don’t see the harm in it because the author of the Claudia story has very fondly shared it with the rest of the board. Recently he reported he even still speaks to Claudia and they laugh about it. There’s no scarring here – no longterm harm. Yes, it’s a striking story in that she ties a guy up and literally tortures him with tickling for information, but I just don’t get the sense of some sadist or rapist or sinister person at work here. I get the sense of an 18-year-old girl, maybe a little kinky, with an aggressive playful side to her. I just don’t see her intent being harmful. My opinion, only, of course.

There are sick people in this world who are harmful. No one on this board ever struck me as being among those types, though. The stories here are fun and pretty simple and usually involve no torture further than the tickling or forced cross-dressing of a bound individual. I have never read of guns or knives or weapons or beatings. That would be inappropriate. What Claudia did – tying him, gagging him, one kick, a couple hair pulls, threats of a “privates” kick, and relentless tickling – doesn’t strike me as anything inappropriate.

I’m glad Carebear raised the point, but I respectfully disagree with his opinion.

Anyone agree with me?

But there is a problem! C'mon girls! Let's get you in here.

IM me at RangerOfThe75th or rgp52@msn.com

I'll tell you all your questions and what goes on in the club.

Kin got a roll of heavy-duty plastic wrap from her pack. The wide kind like they use in restaurants. We began to wrap Annie starting at her shoulders. We wound the plastic around her and the board forming a cocoon. We continued down to her ankles. With that done we took some duct tape and wrapped her in spots, her shoulders, waist, hips knees and ankles. I removed her sneakers and socks but we decided not to wrap her feet. Instead we tied her big toes together and stretched the back to her ankles causing her feet to bend back really tight. With the binding done I checked on her to make sure she was OK. She seemed fine in spite of the fact that she couldn’t move even a fraction.
With our slave safely bound we decided to take a little break. Kim volunteered to keep watch on our captive while Pam and I went inside to get refreshments. While we were getting sodas we decided to collect some things to torture our slave with. I went to my room and got some boras I had. I stopped in the hall closet to get a spare toothbrush. When I got back to the kitchen Pam had found a pair of ice tongs and a pizza wheel. We took our tools and some sodas and returned to the garage. We showed Kim what we had brought and began to talk over the different tortures we wanted to try. As we talked I kept glancing over at Annie. Even though we were talking about her like she wasn’t there she could hear every word. Every time anyone mentioned the word “torture” she would squirm a little harder. I think it finally dawned on her why we didn’t wrap her feet.
Since she was my sister I got to go first. I began by gently digging my nails into her stretched soles. She couldn’t really move but her whole body tensed up and she let out this high-pitched pig squeal. We all cracked up, then Kim joined in with the toothbrush rubbing it on the tops of her feet. Annie continued to squeal but we paid on attention to her pathetic noises. After a few minuets we stopped and repositioned ourselves. I took the boras and moved to the head of the table where I began to gently tease her face, ears and neck. Pam took her turn at Annie’s feet gently pinching and teasing her toes with the ice tongs. Kim took the pizza wheel and began to roll it sown Annie’s wrapped body from shoulders to ankles. I know that didn’t really tickle but the sensation caused a definite reaction. We continued to torture my little sis for about a half hour alternating between tickling and other things. I became concerned that she might get over heated so we finally stopped. I carefully cut the plastic wrap off her but she was left tied to the board with rope for about another half hour. During that time we tortured her belly, pits and feet with ice cubes and more tickling. By lunchtime she was exhausted. After we untied her we made our new slave make us sandwiches and snacks, which we had by the pool.
Before you ask, yes there are more stories and I will post again soon.
 

keep posting.

That's as far as my list goes so far. It will probably grow more the more experiences I have [with my girlfriend]. 

Keep up the good stories folks. Love this site!

I was kind of obsessed with handcuffs at the time. I really wanted to see someone
locked up in a pair of real steel handcuffs. But I really wanted to be locked up
myself hehe. There was a booth at the restaurant that we would sit at after we 
were finished working. It so happened one day that it was just me and her there
and the place was pretty empty. We were sitting in the booth and she had her 
cuffs laying on the table between us. I remember my stomach quivering just
being that close to real handcuffs. I had to see how they felt on my wrists.

I said some thing to her like "what's with the handcuffs, are you a cop or something?"
And I asked her if they were real. "Yea they're real, you can't get them off without the
key". She pulled the key from the keychain attached and unlocked one of the cuffs. I 
couldn't help but have a smile on my face watching her play with the handcuffs. She 
saw me smiling and must have realized what I was after. Then all of the sudden she
says with a big smile "You want me to lock you in them?" OMG! My heart skipped a
beat. I said ok course,trying not to look too anxious. She unhooked the cuffs from the
keychain and came around my side of the booth. I turned my back to her placing my 
hands behind me. I remember her smiling big locking the cuffs on my wrists as tightly
as she could.
. 
The first feelings of being locked up like this was excellent. I loved the way they were
so permanent. I was at her mercy. I wasn't going anywhere until she decided to
unlock me. It was awesome. "Ok now you're my prisoner" she said smiling. I remember
being pretty nervous too, I didn't want anyone to see me locked in handcuffs like this.
But luckily no one saw me. I squirmed happily in the cuffs. It was definitely fun being
her prisoner. She was saying stuff to me like "Your ass belongs to me" and "Your gonna
be locked up a long time muhuhaha!!" She had definitely had other people in this
position before. I remember she tickled my sides too, which I can't stand! I wiggled and
squirmed into the booth trying to get away with her laughing loudly. But she didn't
tickle me for long, thank God. I think she felt bad. At one point She got up and went to the bathroom and left me sitting there cuffed. I begged her to unlock me before she went
but she just laughed and kept walking.

But soon as she came back she let me go. I never had another chance to get locked
up by her. She would always joke about it privately. It was fun. I hope you liked the story.

Anyway, she was still in her clothes, the only thing she took off was her shoes. We took some rope from the cellar and stood on two sides. She was a heavy sleeper and not likely to awaken.
I pulled the rope down tightly down on her and slipped the rope under the bed and so on. We kept doing this until she was tied down from her shoulders to ankles. We tested the ropes and found them to be tight. Next to make sure she didn't wake anyone up, we stuffed a pair of socks in her mouth and put a strip of ducktape over, then placed a big clown doll on her stomach.

After she saw the movie "Polertgeist" at a very young age, she was scared to death of my clown thing, and my friend could throw his voice well. We waited until she woke up.
She the clown on her she tried to scream but it was muffled. Seeing she was tied down, she thrashed with all her might
and tried to scream. The screams became moans of hopelessness. My friend threw his voice sounding like the clown, asking if he should kill her quickly or slowly.

She tried to awnser but the gag muffled her voice greatly, and he taunted her, saying maybe I should choose. Seeing she was really getting freaked now, we stepped out and admitted the trick. We took pictures of her with my camera. We promised to untie her if she wouldn't tell on us. If she did, we would have to show these. She nodded and we ungagged her.

After we untied her, she took it well and went back to sleep.
We secretly took the film with her pictures and threw them away. We were still decent people and would never humiliate her like that in public. She dosen't know this so she still won't dare to tell on us.

My parents were out that day, and we weren't allowed to have any friends over. I was watching TV when I saw my sister, (not using real names here) awnsered the door,
and a bunch of her friends, all of whom were nine or ten, were here with a big bag.

"We can't have friends here, they have to go home"I said.

She ignored me, I hated when she did this.

"I'll call Mom and Dad if you don't get them to leave at the count of three"I said.

I counted but she ignored me and let all her friends in(all were female).
I turned to pick up the phone to call my dad's cell phone
when I felt something leap on me and I fell to the floor.

"What are you doing!"I said.

"You're not calling anyone on us!"

"Oh really?"

"C'mon, we can't let her call them"

Out from the bag the little creatons took out some cord.

"You planned this you little witch!"I said, with her still on top of me.

"I knew you wouldn't let us play"she said.

I fought to get her off me, me face down on the ground now.
Soon a bunch of the kids grabbed me, there must have been
at least a dozen there. I thrashed for freedom but all of them combined were too much, even if I got one off, another
came and grabbed my arm.

I was dragged to the kitchen and pulled onto the chair.
My sister was obviously the leader as she ordered my hands to be bound behind the chair. They were too strong together,
and my hands were bound tightly behind the chair. I thrashed but no good.

The ropes were so tight I was afraid struggiling too much would cut my skin. Besides, I knew deep down I wasn't breaking free.

Next my ankles were tied to the chair legs, equaly as tight.
At the time I was in pure frustration and desperation, nopt enjoying being held hostage by my little sister.

"Get me out mof this chair right now you little creaton!"I threatened.

She took one of her stuffed animals from the bag, it was
small, about a foot long and wide.

"She'll keep you company"

She climbed up onto my lap and stuffed the thing into my
mouth, though maybe shoved would be a better word. After doing that, I tried to spit it out but it was stuck too tightly in my mouth, it barely fit.

While rope was tied around my chest area, my sister was laughing at me, pointing and being annoying, making me growl
under my gag. When they were finished I tried again, no good.

She walked up, grabbed my nose and shook my head around before laughing. They leaft me there to go play I struggled
for a few minutes but soon found it pointless. I couldn't even get the gag out. An hour passed and the phone rang.

If I awnsered it, even gagged, my mom, or dad, would know something ws wrong. I tipped my chair forward and crawled to the table with the phone on it. However my little sister heared and awnsered it. She said hello to mom(I knew because she said Hi mom) She said I was sleeping and didn't want to be disturbed. I made as much noise as I could under my gag
but it did nothing.

She hung up and after a little more taunting, making me really pissed, she dragged me up the stairs, with help
from two friends and leaft me in my room, my chair still on the ground. My phone had been broken so I would not be able to even attemtp to awnser anykind of phone call.

I looked around for a sharp object but couldn't really see anything. I decided to crawl around for something sharp but the chair and my weight combined was too much. I screamed under my gag, hoping to get someone's attention but my sounds
couldn't be heared by anyone outside the room even if there was a megaphone in front of me that was on.

A coulple hours later the door opened. I thought she was going to free me but I was wrong as she dragged another chair
up. One of her friends was now tied to it in the same exact way I was except she was gagged with her own socks, leaving her barefoot.

They leaft the room without a word. Although I hated them all for doing this to me, I still needed to be smart. I mjust hoped she was greatful.

My sister was stupid enough to leave us side by side. I dug my nails into her knots. I was sweating from the work but after a few minutes I got her hands undone. She gave me a confused look as I undid her upper body ropes. With my hands tied together undoing these simple knots was hard but I managed. She took the gag out of my mouth and thanked me.

She reached over however forgot to untie her legs. She untied it with ease, these knots were unbreakable when you were tied up, but simple when you were untying them.

She pulled the stuffed animal out of my mouth with minor difficulty.

"Thanks, why did they tie you up?"I asked.

"I didn't feel right about what I did so wanted to untie you, 
they caught me"

"Listen, I promise I won't tell on you if you untie me"I said.

She agreed and in a few minutes I was free. I thanked her but she said we were even. I could've grabbed and tied up the kids one by one but that was cliched. I called my parents and told them what happened. They yelled at the kids to go home
except for my sister's former friend.

She said I was telling the truth and my sister was grounded for three months, and I made a new friend. We still hang out to this day, after five months. She was pretty cool, but not with my sister, who also had to do my chores and hers, got no dessert and had to eat things she didn't like such as pork.

I thought this was a little harsh at times but remembered how mad I was and decided to let her take it. I appreciate to this day the thought of being bound and helpless, but only
with someone I could trust. But after the experience me and my friend went through, would she really want to EVER be tied up again, or tie someone up, even for fun? I would find out the awnser soon enough.
 

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This next story takes place about a week afterwards. I was going to see my new friend, we'll call her Chrissy(not using real names here)

Anyway, if you read the last story, you remember how my sister was grounded for three months? Well some of her friends only got a few days and they wanted payback, but not on me, but on Chrissy(if not for her, they would've had their way in the end)

I walked down and when I arrived, I found a good twenty something kids standing around her tree, pointing and laughing. Curious, I walked up to see what was happening. I went through the crowd and gasped. Chrissy was in her two piece bathing suit(she had an indoor swimming pool)out here in 50 degree weather! She was tied to the tree, her hands tied tightly behind the tree, her ankles tied to the tree,
rope tied around her shoulder area to the tree, more rope around her knees and upper leg areas. She was blushing Red and crying, a piece of cloth gagging her and making her cries immobile.

"GET OUT OF HER YOU LITTLE BASTARDS!"

I normaly am notm one to swear but I was pissed off. Once again, I didn't find the sexual enjoyment of seeing her tied to the tree. The kids were still laughing, I couldn't stand it.

"Beat it or I'm calling the cops"

They all just went yah right. I went inside the house for a phone, a house I thought was empty, but no. Her dad was in there without a clue.

"Oh, hello there V Woman(obviously not my real name)Chrissy's in the pool"

I shook my head. 

"No she isn't, she's out their bound and gagged to a tree"

"What?"he said getting up and looking out.

His window had a view from behind the tree so he saw it.

"What happened!"

"I saw a few of my sister's friends in the crowd, they're doing this for revenge"

Her father had no sympathy for trouble makers. I was smiling with glee as he stomped out there.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY DAUGHTER YOU DAMN RASCALS!"he yelled marching out.

Everyone ran in a hurry, but his yelling caught the attention of other grown ups. I went out to join her father. The children were all being yelled at. Her father asked Chrissy if she was okay, Chrissym nodded, I felt her skin, it was ice cold. I undid the gag.

"What happened?"I asked as her father weent behind the tree to untie her.

"Two of my friends from yesterday said they wanted to make it up to me, so asked to go swimming in my pool. I went in and changed. When I couldn't find them near the pool I went out to look. I felt something being pulled into my outh and tied behind my head. The kids, in their normal clothes tied me up easily, it was three against one, then they had other kids come over and look at me"

Her hands were free as were her ankles, just the legs and top leaft.

"My dad was reading the paper and had no idea, I, didn't want him to see me like this"said Chrissy, her crying growing.

All the ropes were undone in a minute.

"Daddy, I, I didn't want you to see this"

He hugged her.

"It's okay honey, it's not your fault. C'mon, I'll get you hot coffee. You V WOman, thank you, I was so abosrbed into other things, I-

"Glad to"I said helping Chrissy in.

Chrissy stayed in bed for the next few days, doctor's said if she stayed out too much longer, they didn't know what would happen. The children were all made to apoligize. Ever since, they have NEVER attempted anything like this again. To this day my sister, her friends, all leaft us alone. I know deep down they wanted revenge on both of us, but I could tell they 
were scared to death of Chrissy's father.

He was a good man, but when you messed with him or his family, you were gonna get it. But the damage was then, as this led to Chrissy's phobia of ropes/bondage. But that's for another story.

I was walking over to her apartment one time, it was snowing. I was wearing my favorite outfit. Skin tight dark blue jeans, tight dark blue denim jacket, black boots and black gloves.

Her house is by an ally way, which is kinda creepy. Anyway, when I was walking by the ally way, somone grabbed me, and put their hand over my mouth and told me to be quiet. They quickly dragged me into a basement off of the ally way, and started to tie me, first my ankles were tied (thank god I was wearing boots, it was pretty tight), upove and below my knees, and my upper thigh, they tied my hands, upove and below my breasts, and did all sorts of rope work upove my shoulders and my belly, they also put a rope between my crotch. I could feel pleasure through my jeans!. Then they put a strip of tape over my mouth, and started to tickle me... I was let go after about 2 whole hours.... Where I found out it was my friend.

Yes, it was true. Whenever she so much as saw a length of rope,
or cord(or anything simalar) or some ducktape, she would shiver and look away. She kept looking over her shoulder wondering if she was going to be attacked from behind.

She obviously wasn't getting over things easily. I did my best to help her cope but she was on the verge of a break down. Her father had to drive her to school to get her to go there, and she would never go anywhere in the school, from what I was told, without a bunch of people there so she would feel safe.

I didn't want to tell her she was over reacting because that would make her more upset plus I wasn't the one who went through that humiliating experience. I knew I had to snap her out of this before she comepletely shut down.

So one day when her father was going out to see a friend, Chrissy was leaft alone. She was petrified, so her father called me over to keep her company, and I agreed.

I tried the talking, but she just couldn't get through it. I had no choice. I told her I had a suprise for her, so told her to sit on her bed. I took some rope I had brought from my backpack(I was sleeping over) and brought her hands behind her. She began to scream but I put a hand over her mouth.

"Don't worry Chrissy, I'm not going to hurt you. Do you trust that I won't hurt you?"

She didn't awnser, she didn't know what to say.

"I won't tie you up unless you trust me. Do you think I'llm hurt you?"

She shook her head.

"Good, I swear to you Chrissy, I won't do anything to harm you"

I tied her arms behind her tightly enough to hold her but not to make her yelp. She began truggiling when I was done, I knew the thought of helplessness was scary to her.

"I won't hurt you, I'm trying to help you. I won't do anything bad to you, I promise"

I took some more rope and bound her ankles together, Chrissy
stopped squirming. I didn't want to tie her up too much otherwise she would go into panick mode. Gagging her would make things worse as well. So I stopped right there. She struggled hard against her bonds but they were tied too tightly.

I put my hand on her side sitting down next to her.

"See, I'm not harming you, am I?"

She shook her head. I was going to be as nice to her as possible. I was just hoping this would work.

"You want something to eat, or drink?"

"Water please"

I got up and walked out. I got some water from the sink and didn't hear her screaming or struggiling. When I came back in, she was laying still, not putting up any resistance aginst her bonds. I gently grabbed her and pulled her up
to the other end of the bed and set her back up against the wall.

I tilted her head and back and tipped the glass in her mouth only a bit, I didn't want her to get too much in one gulp and have her choking.

I asked if she wanted more and she said she wanted the whole glass. After that, I wiped the water from her mouth.

"Wow, you tied me up tightly, where did you learn to tie knots like that?"she asked.

"Just normal knots, they only feel tight when you're the one secured"

I closed all the shutters, I didn't want someone walking by, seeing Chrissy tied up and then call the police. There was a television in her room so we watched some TV together with some good cartoons on. However one of the shows was called Yu Yu Hakusho, and it was quite violent. She didn't say anything, but I could tell she wasn't enjoying this so I changed the channel.

"See, now was this so bad?"

She shook her head.

"See? Not everyone is like those kids who humiliated you
like that. Most people are very nice and would never do that to you. Being tied up isn't so bad if it's with someone you trust. I didn't want to tie you up to complicatedly or gag you, but jnow you see that you can trust me no matter if you're dominated or not"

"Thanks, I guess I did overreact"

"You want me to untie you?"

"Not if you don't want to, I trust you"

I untied her anyway, I had accomplished what I set out to. The rest of the time was fun but no bondage was involved. Of course now this led to Chrissy becoming submissive:in short, she now LIKED being tied up.
 

She was a little brat, always turning the TV off, run in screaming, I can't begin to describe how she annoyed me. Finally I was fed up. I took some rope from the cellar and went up into her room. She was sitting on the desk watching TV(about 24 inches) She didn't notice me, so I easily pulled her hands behind her. She tried to resist but her hands were tied very tightly.

"Hey! Cut it out!"she said.

I took both of her socks off. I spun her around and stuffed one in her mouth, and tied the other around her mouth. Thje gag proved effective as her words were immobilized. I picked her up and dumped her on the bed. Before she could get up, I tied another piece of rope around her ankles and then tied the other end to the post. She thrashed as I tied some rope around her upper body area but it did no good.

I watched her squirm, it was no good. 

"Now we can have some real fun"I said.

With her socks off, I bgan tickling her feet. Her screams were useless and unheared. I did this for about an hour. I then sat on top of her and taunted her, before making her watch an action movie on tv, which I heared she HATED from her parents.

I turned it up so what little noise she could make would do nothing, and tickled her feet every time she looked away or closed her eyes. I just leaft her there for half an hour to do my homework, before blackmailing her with a videocamera, recording what I was doing to her. If she told, videos would go around the neighborhood.

"I wonder if I should let your parents untie you, or call one of your friends over to do it"

She tried to protest, but couldn't.

"What's that? I'm sorry, I can't understand you"

She resorted to screaming but it was useless.

"If I untie you, you promise to never bother me again. If you do, I'll tie you up again easily and let your parents see you. I have video footage so tell and everyone sees this. Got it?"

She nodded. After I untied her(she ungagged herself) she never gave me trouble since. But I still keep the video incase she tries anything.

Her sister and her would always tie me up and gag me. They would keep me in the closet and stuff. I at least got gagged and tightly bound once a week by them. Stacey was able to overpower me all the time cause she was older then me. SHe was very hot now that I look back. I often wonder what became of them when they moved. I miss being tied up and gagged by them. 

You name it they gagged me with it. If it was a pillow case to a towel wrapped around my mouth ,to sucks to duct tape to underwear even.

Oh the memories

I loved your story you are an amazing person.Not only did you 'save' her we did not lose her to the joys of fun bondage that 99% of people enjoy.

Way to go girl!

Carebear

I felt something heavily falls on me, it was a huge, wet blankeet. It was too heavy to lift, fourteianately my head was out from under it so i did not have to worry about sufoceating.

i heared footsteps coming my way, immidiately a bunch of boys my age surrounded me.

"you want in our FOrt, right? well, you're going in now"

they got the wet blanket off of me. as soon as I began getting up, one of them slapped on a pair of handcuffs on me, real handcuffs.

"what are you doing!"I asked.

"you intrudeed, so now your are captivee"he replied.

My ankles were then cuffed together before I was dragged inside. They took another pair of cuffs and cuffed the cuffs binding my ankels and wrist together, making it in a hogtei.

They also blindfolded with with a bandana. as soon as i was sure they were gone, i began crying for help but they must've hearred me as i heared them come in.

"you should've kept quiet"said one of them.

first a piece of cloth was stuck in my mouth, at least it tasted like cloth. then another was tied around my mouth tightle, then tape was wrapped around my mouth a few times.

I heared them walk away. i decided to test my gag and cry outm for help. my voice was drowned out, i could barely here myself, if someonee else was in the room i don't think they would here me. 

I struggled for what seemed like hours to break the cuffs, but real cuffs are hard to break. i got tired at times and had to rest before starting again.

i kickced my shoes off and tried to slip my ankels through the cuffs. with jus my socks on, i coulkd slip through the cuffs. i still had a problem with my hands still cuffed.

i squeezed my fingers together to try and slip a hand through. i thought i cut myself but didn;t care, i wanted out.

with a hand free, and both my ankles free, i could escape. first i took my blindfolld off and allowed my eyes to adjust to the light. i then ungagged myself(they used ducktape so ripping it off didnt hurt tooo much

i sighed when i saw i had not cut myself. i easily slipped my other hand through the cuff as i had the other hand to help.

the boys were coming back and there was no way to sneak out. i couldn't goo through them alle so i was as good as caught.

when they came in, one of them pressed a stopwatch.

"10 minutes and 42 seconds, she broke a record"

"huh?"i asked.

"everyone's welcome to join us, but first we put them through iniation, all of us had to go through with it"said one of them.

"so if you want, you can be our new friend"

"no hard feelings?"asked another.

"sure, at least now i know what to do if i ever really get kidnapped"

so i made new friends. although i was the only girl, they treated me equaly(of course when we went swimming, a few of the boys would try to, well you know.

i enjoyed the storiees on this sity so much i decided to shareer my experience, i hope you liked it.

I hope they didn't do anything bad when you went swimming.

I struggled against the ropes as hard as I could but they had me. That's when they told me they had this planned all along.
Now I was a little scared and tried again to break free but it did no good. Alice took off both my socks. THe rope was tied close to my knee so taking the socks off didn't help in slipping out. They giggled as the stuffed both of my socks in my mouth. To make sure I didn't spit them out, Alice took her belt off and tied it around my mouth, keeping the socks in. They both began tickling my feet, telling me they would stop when I said mercy or uncle, but the gag prevented me. My laughs were muffled by the gag greatly.

I began crying from the laughter, fourtanately they stopped before I started to lose breath. I brought an extra pair of socks just incase so they took out my extra pair and put them on the side of the bed. They said they couldn't put them on yet. I thought it was over but they said they would be right back. They leaft me tied and gagged for about ten minutes, a feeling that was great. I never thought I would get such a drive from being bound and gagged but I was. I loved the helplessness. After then ten minutes they came back with a makeup kit. I knew they were going to do a makeover. They said they MIGHT ungag me if I was good, but wouldn't untie me. Alice painted my toe nails Black while Christina did my fingers Red. After that they took a blowdryer to dry off my hands and feet. Alice then put my extra pair of socks on my feet. They leaft me gagged afterall. Christina took out a roll of ducktape and wrapped it about ten times around my mouth. Even my loudest screams could barely be heared. They taunted me with what did you say and such.

They tested my bonds to make sure they weren't coming loose. Not even close, but they decided to make certain I didn't escape, so took some more nylon rope and placed it on my body, then slip under, then repeated this process until my body was comepletely tied down, stretching my arms and legsm out more. Not painfuly but to the point where escape WAS NOT an option. This was only a taste of things to come.

Please keep these wonderful stories coming. I'd be interested in reading any stories involving girls tied wearing stockings or tights, knee socks, school uniforms, ballet atire, etc.

My names Leah, im 17, love bondage. Me and my friends tied up alot by my boyfriend Mark.

Having fun with a few friends this weekend, will post a story of it all on monday or so. Keep up the good Work :)

Leah

Still bound, gagged, helpless and still enjoying it(but not letting them know it)I was at their comeplete and utter mercy.

They leaft me for another ten or twenty minutes, allowing me to enjoy my helplessness. They came in with a ton of nylon rope. They untied my legs, I thought maybe they would let me go but I was wrong. They used the rope that tied my legs to the posts to tie my feet together. They were tied too tightly to even attempt a struggle. Then they untied mr arms, since my legs were bound I couldn't escape, these guys knew what they were doing. My arms wre tied behind me but that wasn't the end of it. Next they tied some rope around my upper body, binding my allready bound hands closer to my back. I was helpless and loving it. I couldn't let them know.

Then they tied my knees together, imobilizing me comepletely, but they still weren't done. They tied another piece around my lower body area where my arms were across from, securing my arms even further to my back. They then tied my upper legs closely together, giggling while they did so.

They just stood and giggled more as I tried to break loose. I couldn't even try, they had me! Seeing that I couldn't get free, they picked me up and carried me out to the kitchen and sat me on a chair. They tied my legs down to the seat of the chair, then tied more rope around my ankles, then tying the other ends to the two front chiar legs, preventing me from moving them. They then tiped my upper body to the chair, and to finish it off tied a big piece of cloth around my gag. I was COMEPLETELY helpless, I didn't have a chance.

Alice then called some more of our friends over(no boys) to look at me. I tried to protest but they couldn't even hear my mmphs my gag was so good.

In a few minutes a bunch of our friends entered the house and were shocked at how well I was tied up. ALice asked what they should do with me now. They brought me to the front porch to watch them plan. One of them tauntingly asked if I was comfy. I groaned under my gag, which couldn't be heared. I was growing worried they might decide to take advantage of me and 
possibly fondle with me. Fourtanately, I had caring captives. They untied me from the chair annd untied my other bonds however kept my hands tied behind me and kept me gagged.

They said they would finish untieing me if I admitted I liked being tied up. I shook my head at first, however, they said if I didn't they would tie me up even tighter so I nodded. They asked if I meant it and I nodded again. After a giggle, they ungagged me. They said they were glad. It turned out they were into bondage as well. I knew this meant a world of bondage fun! They untied my hands and there was no more bondage through the rest of the sleepover. However bondage was far from over for us!

Me and Lauren are both 14, she is about 4' 5" with dyd red hair. she was wearing baggy camo pants, a black t-shirt, and a flannel.

she was over at my house and we where the only ones home. we decided to order pizza and watch a movie. I let her pick the movie. (big mistake) of course she chose a chick flick.

about half way through the movie i got up and started walking around, complaining that the movie was boring, but she just told me to shut up. I tried to think of a solution, then it hit me.

"I've got an idea" I said. "Sense you want to watch this movie so much and i'm bored, i'll tie you up while you watch it, so we both have fun."

She gave me a look, but said nothing. I walked to the closet and got some rope and duct tape. I came back in and ordered her to sit up. She whined and refused because she didn't feel like sitting up. she was lying on the couch with her feet sticking over the edge. I decided to start working with what I had. I took some rope and tied her crossed feet tightly together. Then I tied her knees together. I walked around to her and grabbed her shoulders. She is very light so it wasn't hard to sit her up at all. 

I pulled her hands behind her back and tied them tightly. I pushed her back onto her stomach and pulled her into a tight hogtie. I stood up. She was still watching the movie, completely ignoring the fact that she was tied up on my couch. SHe only pulled her eyes from the screen when she heard duct tape rip. 
"No duct tape." She ordered. 
"I'm just going to gag you with it." I said. 
She resumed watching the movie as I tore off a few strips of tape. I sealed her lips shut and sat down on the other couch. She continued watching the movie, bound and gagged. I pretended to watch the movie, but i was really watching her most of the time. 

When the movie ended she sat there for a bit, then struggled a bit. she was able to loosen her bonds on her hands and i knew she would escape soon. I had to act quickly. I walked over to her and began untying her shoes. SHe stopped struggling and mummbled through her gag
"what are you doing?" I just smile wickedly at her as I removed her shoes and socks. She began to struggle again. then i tickled her feet with no mercy. she screamed into her gag and rolled all over the couch. i tickled her all over for about 5 minutes, then when she landed me a good kick in the leg. i stopped and sat down laughing. 
"You can untie yourself now." I said as she glared at me. SHe was free in a couple minutes and she kicked me in the shin. after a while she had to go home but i'll try to get her again sometime.

She was at my house watching TV. I told her I was going to the bathroom. I jumped on her and tied her hands tightly behind her back.

"What the-

I put a ballgag on her, one that my older brother had buyed(he's in college now though) Then I proceeded to tied her ankles and knees together, then tied her ankles and hands together, making it into a hogtie. She struggled and mmmphhed a lot, making me satisfied. I pretended to watch TV but we both knew I was watching her(she kept glaring at me) Finally I agreed to untie her if she promised not to tell. she nodded so i untied her and undid her gag.

She seemed to take it okay, at least I thought. However I fell asleep from being so tired and when I woke up, I was tied to the bed, my hands and legs tied to the bed posts. She layed on top of me in a dominating position. I tried to beg but she gagged me with the same ballgag I used on her!

"How does it fel, little boy?"she asked me in a soothing voice.

I tested the bonds, I couldn't break them.

"You were naughty when you tied me up. This is your punishment. I will take the gag out if you promise not to scream"

She kept talking in that soothing voice, one that made your body feel pleasurable. I nodded and she took out the gag. Then she bent over and kissed me on the lips! I blushed, my eyes wide open, she had me tied up and helpless, and was kissing me! The kiss only lasted a few seconds but it felt good.

She rubbed her hand through my hair and regagged me.

"I iddn't think you were into this stuff, looks like we'll be having a lot more fun together"

She undid my bonds and ungagged me. She kissed me again on the cheek. I never got the courage to ask why.

"I expect you to tie me up as I will tie you up. Okay?"

I nodded and she leaft to go home. We both had a lot to think about.

Me and my friend, we'll cal her Sarbina were were laying in my bedroom watching TV(we're both girls by the way, about twqelve years old)

I had some rope under the bed and decided to go to work. I first took out a small towel and gagged her with it from behind, tieing it tightly. The gag proved effective. She tried running away but I jumped on her with rope in hands and tied her hands behind her, then with the other end of the rope, tied her feet. While it wasn't exactly a hogtie, it prevented any chance of running away from me. I tested the bonds, they stayed on. I taunted her a little before leaving the room. I planned to tickle torture her with a feather. It took me almost twenty minutes to find one.

When I rentered the room, I found that she was gone, the towel and rope on the bed, with a note. It said that she had a knife in her pocket to escape with. She said this was the worst kind of joke she could ver pull and never wanted to see my face again. I thought she might actualy just use this to get me off my guard and tie me up, but it was more then that.

She came to my house, saying she wanted to apoligize for the letter. However she had friends hiding and they jumped me, tied my hands behind me, tied my feet together, stuffed a dirty sock in my mouth, then wrapped some see through tape around my mouth. There were like five girls there and I couldn't fight them off(Sabrina just stood and stared at me)

She yelled at me, asking how I liked it. She was furious. She slapped me, kicked me(she took her shoes off, which she did when she came to my house, obviously this was to con me to believing she was sorry)If I ever told anyone about this, I would be told on for tieing her up. They leaft me there, bound, gagged, and hurt(more emotionaly then physicly, I was crying)

Luckily another friend of mine came to the door and saw me through the peek hole. She untied me, and when she asked I said I couldn't tell her.

So yes, there are people who just freaking HATE bondage(especialy people at the portal of evil, they treat bondage lovers like terrorists!)

I know this isn't the normal, pleasant story that's posted on here but this is real, and I learned something from it:NEVER play a bondage game with someone who dosen't like bondage!

I don’t want to scare any one off from telling their stories but
Lets face facts it is against the law to tie some one up that don’t want to be tied up. Some places call it false imprisonment or malicious restraint or if prosecutors don‘t want embarrass some child it might be charged as child endangerment especial if the person is left tied up to be found by parents. If you tie some one up that does not want to be you could go to jail/prison or Juvenal correction facility or kiddy jail or some version of that.

The law may be a lot different where you live. The law here is this if want to be tied up you can and the person that tied you won’t get into trouble as long as you are not hurt. As soon as you change your mind who ever has you tied up is now breaking the law and can be charged with a crime. Most courts (judges) will give the person that tied you a resalable length of time to get you untied after you changed your mind. What would be reasonable length of time? I don’t have a good answer. It probable be some where close to what if there is a fire and you had to get the person loose to save his/her life less then five minutes. 

Now if you tie some one up and they had agreed to be tied up and they get hurt; that is now assault that the law here. The law has no provisions to allow you to hurt some one even if they want you to, so it is a crime if you hurt some one. 

As the wife and i can recall in the last 12 years that I have lived here in our neighborhood. I have heard about, there have been 4 kids ages between 9 and 14 that have ended up in juvenal court system for playing tie up games and have spent up to 6 months locked up. After they gotten out no one wants any thing to do with them. 

Besides that I done a little digging ( 3 hrs.) the local news paper search feature on line. The paper covers two counties I know that not all Juvenal crime ends up in the paper or all the facts so you know that this not all there is going on here. Found nothing of the four kids I know of but I did find 21 girls that were juveniles that were tied up when there were raped there total of 53 rapes by people under 18 in the same 12 years here that were in the paper. Those people were sent to Juvenal correction jail between 6 months and 4 years. 

Most certainly if someone does not wish to be a participant and ends up becoming one unwillingly, then by all means the individual has broken the law. I think playing tie up games as a child is nothing more than childhood fantasy that becomes part of growth and human development (examples being the boy who wants to save the damsel in distress or someone who wants to play a small joke to tie up and tickle a person or someone who has begun to express sexual emotions at their age. Unfortuantely some states have become draconian in their nature because they do not consider the fact that if it is consenting then this is nothing more than play acting or if they are teenagers then it becomes hormone driven. My neighbor was a girl and we were the same age when we would play tie up games all the time (even into our young adulthood). We did may things together, went to the senior prom together, went to college together, lost our virginity to each other because of the bond (no pun intended) between us. We both loved it and our parents never considered it assault. We played cowboys and indians and someone got tied up. Several times when she had her sleepovers, I would get a trick call cause someone had a crush on me and come over only to be jumped on by the girls and tied up. Did I cry or run to the police?? It was considered and still was fun. Unfortunately, we have developed a puritan society and have become "over-religioused" if I may say so. 

The reason for such strict laws is because very rarely will people go to the police if they were tied up consentually. Thus the mere fact that they're going to the police is damning in itself

Another problem is when people think of bondage, they think of BDSM, which is pretty rare, even by adults. I would be terrified if kids stripped eachother naked, and tied around every private place and spanked eachother or abused as is BDSM.

But, most people are doomed to stereotype and just hopping in the bandwagon. A sad state for the world(thankfuly there ARE people who are smarter then this)

Far from being a rairity, but far being from normal. 

I prefer to use the term respectable minority for numbers of that size.

Only a short story.

Friends coming over this weekend, Me and 3 girls getting Tied up, woohoo, ill post the story on Monday.

We didn't start out this way, we watched some tv, played video games a little, all that. I had fallen back on the bed after finishing playing the videogame. Sabrina took this chance and cuffed one of my ahdns with a pair of handcuffs, then brining the chain behind the the numerous bars at my bed post, cuffed my other hand. We were both ready. I tested the cuffs, they were real.

She took out rope from under my bed that I was planning to use on her. Shed tied my feet together, then tied that same length of rope around the bed post at the other end. I tested the bonds, no good. She sat next to my bound and helpless body. She then layed her head on my stomach, looking towards me.

"You're comfortable"she said, int hat soothing voice. She always spoke it, but when I was tied up, it felt so much better. She took out a roll of house tape.

"Don't take this personaly"she said wrapping it around my head twice.

I tried to talk but couldn't. She ssshushed me and began feeling her hand at my arms(I was wearing a tanktop) It felt so good.

"So soft"she said before sitting on top of me.

She bent down and kissed me on the forehead. Wow, did she REALLY like me this much? She layed dowjn on me, her head right next to mine. At first I thought she was going to, well, you know, and I wasn't ready for that yet, I just got used to being kissed by her. However she simply fell asleep, she must've been tired. I was a little worried and tried to break free with all my might but the ropes and cuffs held.

Well, the riopes WERE holding however, they came loose. I saw a key had slipped out of her pocket, cuff keys. I grabbed them with my feet and released myself. I went into her bag she brought and saw if she brought anything else. A second pair of cuffs, must've been in case she lost one pair, or the key.

I turned her over so she was facing up, then I cuffed one of her arms to the post with one pair, and the other arm with the other pair of cuffs. Unlike what she did to me, I tied her legs seperate to seperate bedposts. I gagged her the sameway she gagged me.

When she awoke in a few minutes, her eyes widened. She struggled with all she had but she was the helpless one now. I showed her the keys that I used to free myself and put themm in her bag. I sat on top of her, and I bent down and kissed her on the forehead. She was blushing. I took off her gag, and she told me to share this kiss. I bent down and we kissed eachother, lip to lip. It was great. Until her mom came in(rudely without knocking at the front door and the bedroom door)and saw us. So much for a great day.

Now things were going to get worse. 

To Be Continued....

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!"she yelled.

I was stammering, as was Sabrina.

"Are you allright?"asked her mother.

"I'm fine mom, it's just a game, he'd never hurt me"

"So now you're playing sex games?"

I was getting angry at this point.

"Well you're the one who came in without knocking, I could
have you arrested for breaking an entry"

"I could have yyou arrested for kidnapping and restraining one unwillingly"

"Sabrina's willing so you can't"

"He's right mom"said Sabrina.

She sighed.

"Okay, just don't do this anymore, okay?"

She leaft, and for further note, never told anyone, fourtanately.

I grabbed the keys to unlock her cuffs.

"What are you doing?"she asked.

"Freeing you"I said.

She shook her head.

"She's gone now, and if she tells anyone we can report her.
Besides, we were in the middle of something"

So I leaft her restrained and we began kissing one another once again. After that, I uncuffed one of her hands and cuffed that hand on the same post, then retied her legs so they were together, then tied them together to a single post
so there was room for me to lay down.

Eventualy I freed her. Never any trouble from parents again.

I read "Tortured by Claudia" a few years ago, and think it was by far the best written and most exciting post yet on this site!

You mentioned in June that you had reunited recently with Claudia and that you and she discussed the possibility of her writing the story from her perspective.

Please don't keep us hanging! I can't wait to hear her side of the story.

Great website! Everyone keep up the good work.

Matt 

There really isn't a story to tell, though. I only took volunteers, didn't torment them at all while they were tied down, and untied them when they asked me to.

Anyway I had to stay at their place for the day and we spent a while watching tv. AFter a while dan said he had to run some errands and he took the baby with him. So now it was just me and Emmy.

After a few minutes we truned off the tv and she asked "would you like to play a game?"
I said "sure." 
We started trying to think of a game to play. Neither of us where int he mood for a board game so we started thinking a role playing game. After a bit I decided that I would be a robber robbing her house and sneak in. 

She agreed and the game began. We shut off all the lights and pretended it was midnight, and that she was downstairs for a midnight snack. I snuck stealthily into the kitch and saw her looking in the refridgerator. 
I snuck up behind her and cupped my hand over her mouth. 
"Don't make a sound lady I said and held my fingure to her back as if it was a gun. she raised her hands in surrender and I took my hand off her mouth. 
"Please don't hurt me" she said. "You can have anything I promise i won't call the police." 
"shut up" i said gruffly. 
I led her by fake gunpoint to the garage and before long found what i was looking for. lots of rope and duct tape. I pulled her hands behind her back and rapped them in duct tape. stuffing the other supplies in my pocket i led her back to the kitchen and sat her in a chair. I took a dish towel off the counter and blindfolded her with it. 
Then i rapped her ankels in duct tape pinning her feet together. I took the rope and started rapping it around her body, pinning her to the chair. 
"please don't hurt me." she said in her mocj-terror voice again. I ripped off a strip of duct tape, sealed her lips shut with it.
"that ought to keep you quite." i said.
i tied her knees together with rope and then pulled up another chair. I sat it in front of her and propped her feet up onto it. I tied her feet with rope and the other end of the rope to the chair. She was pretty well tied up now, mmmphing into the gag softly. i took some thin rope and tied her two big toes together, then brought the rest and tied it to the chair, arching her feetso that they where sticking out but her big toes her pulled back, completely exposing the souls of her feet for torture.

"Now tell me where the loot is." I said gruffly and pulled off her gag. "i'll never tell you!" she said defiently.
"We'll see." I said and put her gag back on. 
I walked to her feet and stroked them with my fingure-nails. She laughed like crazy, squirming all over the place. i stopped after a minute and removed her gag again.
"ok! ok! it's upstairs under the bed!" she said in a defeted tone. i put her gag back on and pretended to go upstairs to look for the loot. Really i snuck back into the room and watched her fidget with her knotts. After about five minutes i came back into the room and said "thanks a lot lady." have a nice day. and i opened the front door and closed it again as if i was leaving. 

She sat in her bonds for a while, then struggled and mmphed trying to get free. It was no use though. AFter about 10 minutes i came into the room and removed her blindfold with a look of innocence. "that was fun!" i said as i untied her bit by big, of course leaving the gag for last. 

she couldn't be mad at me now. she just smiled and said "not so tight next time."
 

to be continue. p.s. if you like this story just comment i will keep going.

What a Day…

Straw in a Haystack

Here’s an outdoor after-dark variation on the game Mission Impossible. Kids can play on teams or play every man for himself. At one end of the playing area, set up a station where players receive a twist tie, peanut, a toothpick, or other small object. Twist ties work well because players must wear them around their fingers and cannot take them off or otherwise hide them in an effort to cheat during the game.

On your signal, players enter the playing area and look for two token-carriers hiding somewhere within the boundaries. These players wear glow sticks around their necks to distinguish them from other players.

Once a player finds a token-carrier, she trades in her peanut to get a drinking straw, a rubber band, a sticker, a button, or other small object, and returns to the starting point. If she gets back safely and hands over her straw, she’ll receive points for the new object.

For a variation, use several token-carriers. Each can wear a different-colored glow stick and hold a bag full of different objects for trades. Make each object worth a different point value. One token-carrier could have buttons, another rubber bands, a third drinking straws, and so on. So a player starts out with a twist tie and makes a trade with each token-carrier, then turns in his traded objects back at headquarters to win.

But there’s a catch, naturally. Adult staff members with flashlights—gunners—are out and about trying to catch the kids. If a player is hit with a beam of light by the gunner, he can’t run away. He must relinquish whatever object he’s holding at the time and he gets no points for that exchange. A player caught by a gunner must return to the starting point, get new peanuts, and restart the quest.

Another variation is to give each gunner a roll of duct tape to carry. When a gunner catches one of the players, she not only confiscates the player’s token, but she also gets to duct tape the player. If the player makes a run for it, all the gunner has to do is shout, and the other gunners will join in the pursuit. Very seldom does a student escape, and then he gets taped up even more because he tried to run.

Make some rules about where the gunners can put tape on the kids, like no taping above the neck or putting tape on bare skin. They can be as creative as they like in their tape jobs by mummifying players or taping one hand to a leg. And if they catch two or three players at once, they can tape them together. The team or individual who finishes with the most points wins.
 

to be cont.....