Kudos!

I was visiting my cousin this particular summer and was due to stay for a week. The first couple days were quiet. We kept ourselves to ourselves. I remember just reading some random comics I had brung with me. By the third day I had nothing much to do. The house was massive so I decided to take a wander around for a while.

I walked into Stephs room and she was getting dressed. When I initially walked in she was totally naked but neither of us seemed really bothered. She just put on a T-shirt some underwear and looked at me and smiled. She asked what I was doing and I told her I was bored. She just smiled then climbed onto her bed and proceeded to paint her toenails.

I began snooping around her room and didnt really find anything worthwhile. Until, that is, when I found a pair of black metal handcuffs under her bed. I pulled them out and asked what they were. She smiled at me then said 'Theyre handcuffs silly....!!!' I laughed a little then began examining them. Sure enough they were handcuffs.

There were two keys attatched to the chain so I took them off and decided to sneak one off. I decided I would play a trick on Steph. I held a key in my hand and then through the other key and the handcuffs over to Steph. 'I bet I could escape from those handcuffs.......' I said with a big grin on my face. 'I just gave you the ONLY KEY' I said. She picked up the key and the handcuffs and looked at me and smiled. 'Yeah right.....' she said. 'Those handcuffs are real. You cant get out of them without a key.'

I told her I knew a way so she said she wanted to see. She sat up with handcuffs in her hands. 'OK' She said. 'Lean against my bedframe and put your hands behind your back' I clenched my fist with the key I had then put my hands behind my back' Steph then tightly cuffed my hands behind my back and onto her bedframe.

I asked her to look away for 10 seconds and I would escape. I saw her turn away and quickly tried to put the key into the keyhole. She suddenly grabbed my wrists and said 'I KNEW IT......!!!!!!!!!!' She yanked the key from my hand before I knew what was happening. She then started to laugh uncontrollably. 'I knew it. You had that that key ALL ALONG....' She said. 'Do you think Im stupid?' I knew there was supposed to be two keys......

I was now handcuffed to her bedframe and I didnt know if she was gona let me go or what...?? Ill finish another time g2g :)

if u wanna know the ending lol ill finish later,my turn to tease.

hey if ne1 sees me online my yahoo id is above,say hi specially cute boys near my age.

bye all love Heidi 

This happened not too long ago almost a month now.
Ok so it starts off when my parents go out to do some shoppin around 8 pm I didnt wanna go so they leave me and say they wont b back fer awhile.
So I invite my friend Jake over he's my age, bout 5,6 brown hair.

Anyway he came by wearing Jeans a black t-shirt and white socks with gray bottoms (that will be important later)
So we did the usual stuff play video games etc... then we watched this movie where sum guy got tied up and interrogated and Jake said that he could prolly get out if he were in the situation.
I said prove it he said fine tie me up.
I went over and grabbed some duct tape.
he looked at me and said "Whoa ur actually gonna tie me?" I said yeh 
"ok cool" said he.
So a taped his wrist behind him and he struggled to no avail. "ok u got me I'll swallow my pride he said"
"OH NO I'm not done yet Jake, time for ur interogation!"
I went grabed a t-shirt of mine andblindfolded him.
"this is how its gonna work, I'm gonna ask u a question and if u get it right u get a point 5 points and u get untied. Miss and ur situation deteriorates ie: I'll tie ur legs gag u poke u tickle u etc..." said I
"well I dont have much of a choice do I?" said he.

now remember he's blinfolded. "first question wut colour is my couch?" I asked
"uuhhh blue?" he ventured.
"nope, time to tie ur legs." I grabed a skipping rope and tied his legs togetherat the ankles.
"next question what colour are ur socks?"
"White"
"ok thats half I want the full colour of ur socks"
"um they r just white"
I then poked him in the ribs he convulsed
"WHITE AND GRAY BOTTOMS!!"
"nxt question what colour are my socks?"
"White"
"White and what?"
"gray?"
"nope"
"Pete please no dont poke me again NO dont!"
I removed his blind fold and showed him my sock white wit blu bottoms.
I started to tickle him ruthlessly he begged for mercy.
"please stop Pete!" he moaned
I didnt really let up.
"Alright I said I'll untie ya" I said after abou 10 mins.
I untied him and we continued to play video games. To this day I ask him daunting questions and make fun of him.
 

i think its time to finish my story.

there i was tied up unable to get the key in the cuffs.Shell calling out for me but with that real sticky tape on my mouth i couldnt answer.

i heard her moving round lookin,knocking on the bathroom door.i think from her voice she was getting worried.i guess her room was the last place she thought id be in but eventually i heard her gettin closer,then the door opened an there she was looking down at me.at first she just looked
then a big smile came on her face.

Heidi what on earth are you playing at she said,she didnt get much of a response the tape was stuck as tight as when id first put it on.

looks like you got into a bit of a tight situation she said as she bent down picking me up an sitting me down on her bed.i was mmmppphhhin behind the tape.ok ok ill take off the tape in a minute just let me check you out first.she looked in back an saw the cuffs,again she laughed.

it must have been only a minute or so before she finally took of the tape,but it felt like forever i was sooo embarrassed.

OK lil lady i think you have some explaining to do.

i went through the whole story,Shell listening,occasionally giggling.when id finished i realised she had made no attempt to untie me.when i did ask her to untie me she said i needed to be taught a lesson for being a nosey lil girl and using other peoples stuff without asking.

she went to the shoe box took out another piece of rope an started tying my wrists below the cuffs,i was shocked but kinda excited to,i was really gonna be captured.then she went to my ankle an knee ropes,said something like,these are a bit loose id better tighten them up.i must have been a little surprised coz i didnt say anything just kinda went along.

it was only when she told me to lie on my tummy did i dare say anything.erm Shell i said whats goin on.well Heidi if you find this tyin up interesting im just goin to hogtie you so you dont get to wandering around being your nosey self.hogtie i thought whats that? i soon found out when Shell bent my legs back an tied the rope from my wrists to the rope round her boots.

i was just getting used to the fact i was now far more helpless than before an hadnt noticed Shell going over to her dressing table,until she was sat on the floor right in 
front of me with a bug grin on her face,and in one hand a pair of silky panties in the other the roll of ducktape.

open wide sweetie i dont want to hear anything from you for a while.just as i was gonna complian in went the panties followed by 2 strips of tape.mmmmmmmmppphh i grumbled.

Shell went over to her dressing table took a cigarette from the pack,lit it an just relaxed watching me wriggle on her bed.when she had finished her smoke she came over to me,checked my hands.my what a cute lil package she said,slapped my butt then left saying she you in a while,i have some things to do.

the end of my story real soon....love Heidi 

Enjoy...

Some day I will learn how to type, just not today, I'm afraid.

Can we just get back to the stories...

PS: Can't wait for your next story anomalee

When we got back to Osh's home, the guys all hauled me out of the trunk and indoors. Leaving me on the floor of the living room to struggle uslessly against the bag and bonds as they had a snack, a drink and a shower. When they returned, I was still helplessly squirming on the carpeted floor in the bag. The guys then proceeded to taunt me and laugh at me as they watched the TV. Osh then unzipped the bottom of the bag and tickle my feet, the other guys soon joined in much to my dismay as they tickled me inside out. After what seemed like eternity they stopped to un bag me and let me change. After dinner, they bagged me again, this time in a sleeping bag, with my head sticking out they tickled my nose with a feather making me sneeze repeatedly. They gagged me and left me like that for the night. In the morning, they undid the ropes binding me in the bag and freed me. No hard feelings...yet...revenge would soon be MINE...muahahahahahahaha! ;)

Tune in next week for my sweet vengeance

Pt 2 soon
 

Wanna know what it is? Let me know if you do...btw, if anyone wants to add me just go ahead. I wonder what it could be?...hehehe ;)

Just lemme know if u all think i should continue...;)

Keep the great stories coming guys! Keep Cool! ;)

If you remember i had been caught and hog tied by my cousin Shelley.

It was a funny feelin struggling on Shell's bed knowing i was now helpless,kinda different than before,i was really stuck.

After a few minutes of wrigglin around i was tired with no way out i just lay there quiet.Then i heard a guy voice in the other room,oh shit i thought Shell's b/f.Shes not gonna let him see me like this.Again i struggled to find a knot
or somethin but there was no way out.

I heard him say i thought you had your cuz stayin with you,i have, she told him i'll just see if shes ready.my heart was poundin,then the door opened an Shell was there on the floor in front of me.awwwwwwwww poor helpless Heidi she whispered,had enough time tiedup have you? i nodded yes ...i could have enjoyed more but i sure didnt want her b/f seein me like this.

It took Shell a couple minutes to get me untied,and i rubbed my wrists,omg Shell look at this,showin her the marks on my wrists.i cant go out there showin this.hmmmm ive got an idea,she said openin a drawer an pullin out a long pair of gloves,these will cover those marks an they will go with the goth look to.i put on the gloves,they wear real long an reached up to the sleeves on my top.One more thing to finish the look she said an put the the cuffs on one wrist an clicked them shut.With that she grabbed my hand an lead me out before i could complain.

Here she is Andy,meet Heidi...Heidi this is Andy.wow your a cutie an i see you been raidin Shells wardrobe,he said with a big grin on his face.Andy was way cute,tall slim with longish brown hair an a very cheeky lookin smile.i went over an shook his hand an he gave gave me big kiss on my cheek.he took hold of both my hands an looked me up an down,i was blushin like crazy.

Yep yep he said everthin look cool the makeup,the boots,the skirt an top,just those cuffs,any self respectin goth would never wear cuffs like that.Oh cool i thought hes gonna end my embarassment an take em off.He reached in his pcoket took out his keys,omg hes got his own key.then he undid a cuff an before i knew it had put it on my other wrist leavin me cuffed again hands in front.

I looked up at him then turned to see Shell laughin,then back to Andy he was laughin to.Its ok hun he said just a lil fun.i laughed to,not much else i could do,an it was pretty cool bein cuffed in front of such a cute guy as Andy.

The evenin was fun we chatted had dinner watch a lil tv an stuff.all the time i still had the cuffs on.i wasnt sure if they forgot or just liked seein me in the cuffs,all i know was i loved wearin them.

It wasnt until my bedtime that they took them off,an Shell slapped my butt again an said ok bathroom wash off the makeup,sweet dreams.I said goodnite to Andy an thanked him for a fun nite.Anytime hun,he said wavin,an holdin up the cuffs,hey dont you wanna take these with you.oooooo that guy an his cheeky smile.i blushed again an ran to the bathroom.

Later lyin in bed i heard the odd giggle from the livin room then it went kinda quiet an i fell sound asleep.

THE END.........Hey maybe Andy an Shell read the stories here,how embarrssin is that.lolol.

"Oh no, you're not gonna give me trouble this time"she said.

I was often annoying to her, especialy in front of her friends.Two of them grabbed my arms and they dragged me down into the cellar. They were all much stronger then I was.

They forced me to lay flat on the floor, and with my arms in their grip, I had no choice. They then began tying my hands behind my back. I struggled hard but one of them(maybe my sister)held my head down, another my feet, and soon my hands were tied, palms facing eachother. I asked them what they were doing, but one of them clamped a hand over my mouth as my feet were tied, and then a knot was tied to a small hook on the ceiling so I couldn't even try and stand up.

"We're making sure you keep quiet and don't disturb us"said my sister taking out a length of cloth. She wrapped it tightly around my mouth tightly before tieing a big knot behind my head.

"Now you be a good little boy tonight, okayt?"teased my sister squeezing my cheeks.

They all leaft and I soon began struggling to free myself but the ropes were tied too tightly. I tried yelling for them to come down but the gag made it so I couldn't get their attention. They came down after a few hours and freed me, telling me if I caused them trouble again, they would do this again.

BTW:
I'm 15, live near chicago (15 minutes north of it) and have been into tie-up games since I was 9. I am straight and male and like to be tied up and to tie. Feedback is always wlecome. 

One time we went into my basement and I gave my friends a challenge: Tie me up so I cant escape. So we all just said, "ok, that sounds fun enough." So they all scattered around my house and found anything and everything to tie me up with. When they came down, I tried not to look cautious, I just smirked and laughed. I was to sit in a chair that swivelled and they began their work. First, they tied my wrists to the chair's arm rests. They then taped my elbows to the chair at the back of the arm rest so I couldn't move my wrists or arms to any extent. They all took a moment and laughed and I said 'What?' They responded with more laughter and said 'Now you're screwed.' The taped my back to the back of the chair and my neck was taped to the headrest. They decided to go a step further and tie my forehead to the headrest as well with a small yellow rope that looked like simple coiling rope for stuff outside. They stepped back again and laughed. Someone said it needed one more thing: Tapegag. They marched forward, and would have held my head still, but I could only turn it side to side by only a couple degrees or else be forced to have a rope-burn. I quickly wet my lips, something I managed to hide from them, and allowed for them to tape me. Then they were done, so they marched upstairs cheering that they got me and started to play N64 in my room. When they went I stood up, becuase they forgot to tie my legs, and shook the crair off. It came off with suprising ease and I took another 5 minutes untieing my hands and ankles. I heard them running downstairs so I decided to hide. I went to the dark of my basement and hid behind something. They came down suprised and everything and asked each other where he could have gone. I giggled a little and they went back upstairs. I took the chance to move right next to the stairs but out of sight. When they came downstairs with my mom, I bolted behind them and upstsairts. We ran around, them chasing me until they got tired and gave up. But then I gave up and let them tie me up again. I seemed to get a high out of being tied up and I loved the experience.

I'll share more stories later, now school.

Can I ask what other elements later made appearance? Like, did you ever use blindfolds? Foot tickling? Tying up and locking someone inside something?

Well anyway, thanks for the story and I can't wait to hear more!

One day a few summers ago (actually it was probably about 5) my friends and I stood in the basement of my house thinking of what we could do for fun. We sat around doing the jungle book thing, you know where the vultures go "What do you want to do? I don't know, what do you want to do?"
I don't especially like the jungle book or watch it frequently, it just popped into my mind when it happened. For some reason we were all laughing when my sister came down. She looked at us as she strode down the stairs. I knew she was headed to the computer and I wanted to piss her off, so I got to it first. 
"I called it!" 
My sister is about 6 years younger than me and her voice always sounds so babyish to me so I never take her seriously. I looked to my friends as they all smirked back. I had Robert(10), Steve(11), myself(11) all laughing when I gave her some snappy comeback.
"C'mon, it's our turn." She had a couple of her friends behind her Jaimie(9) who I didn't think at the time but now I do is kinda fat, Katie(10) who I think now is DAMN fine but back then she was my neighbor and hormones weren't a factor.
"Well if you're not going to move, we'll put makeup all over you."
At the time I thought it as a dull threat and didn't take it as something for real. But before I could even turn the computer on, they all moved on us. Katie took Rob hostage and they all pounced on him. Me and Steve ran upstairs to my room for cover and hoped that Rob had survived. A few minutes later we could hear them dragging something heavy upstairs. Me and Steve didn't think it could be Rob because he was too heavy for them. But curiosity got the best of us and steve peered out. He said he had glimpsed them hauling a sleeping bag wrapped in duct tape up the stairs. He said he also had seen Rob's head inside of it. I began thinking wheather or not I had misjudged their abilities and decided to be more cautious.

Without my knowing, my adrenaline was pumping and we had turned into covert mode. They finished up stairs and closed my sisters door behind them. Me and steve looked to each other and scared each other with a look of wonder. We both looked around the corner... No one. We looked down the stairs, we weren't completely sure all of them were in there. We waited for about 10 minutes without even making a sound. The only thing we heard came from my sister's room and it wasn't much.
"Well I did see that Katie was dragging him, so I'm pretty sure she went in there, so we can take the other two, so come on." I looked at him and shrugged as we turned the corner. We snuck the distance of the hall and peered in their door. They had forgotten to close it all the way and there was a crack of light that shown through.

"Now we've got him right where we want him!" My sister and Jamie giggled as they looked into the gagged 10 year-old's frightened face. He sat in a chair, his hands tied behind him and the chair. They had gotten creative and tied his wristknot to the bottom of the chair so even his wrists were stuck in that stricken position behind the chair. His feet were tied in the same fashion but were tied also to his wrists, like a hogtie in the chair, but not as restrictive. The had tied his thighs to each side of the chair, spreading his legs open, respectively so that he couldn't bump the chair to either side. His neck was bound to the headrest of the chair and he was gagged poorly with a ball of socks. They had tried several attempts at securing it while we watched. He spat it out several times, each resulting in one of them shoving it in further. Finally Katie went over and taped it in. It looked pretty uncomfortable that deep in, but he had struggled, and that got him in more trouble. We tried to decide if we would bust in but both of us were nervous and we kept telling each other that we would wait for a perfect opportunity. Jamie and my sis sat back and watched him, whispering to each other and giggling at times. Katie decided that it was time for a blindfold so she stepped behind him and tied it. While she was back there, she glanced at the door and we both shivered. Neither of us moved and she hald-winked at us, but we weren't absolutely sure she saw us. Even if she had we were to stunned to look away.

"Time for tickle torture." Katie laughed and looked to her friends to come over. She kneeled between his spread legs and reached over to his armpits. Later I would realize this would be a really sexy position to be in, but I had not yet reached puberty. She tickled him and he was pretty well restrained shown by that he did not move much. Just his waist, around and around. 
"Mphhfff!"
He gave a whimper as Katie continued and my sis and jamie came over. They started tickling any part of his body that seemed ticklish to them: His feet, armpits, underside of his lower thigh, and his stomach. We could tell that he was laughing, but he looked to us at some random moment and gave us a sad smile. 

Uncontrollably we busted in and scared them. Steve went over and started to untie Rob. I looked at Katie, who was about my size and she jumped at me. While Rob was busy getting free, the girs decided that they had lost him, but they could get another. They jumped at me and threaten to claw me with their nails if I didn't cooperate. So I did, not only because of their threat but because of the thrill of being tied up by them. So they pulled and shoved me into my parents' room and one of them grabbed their bag. They closed the door behind us, leaving me in a one-way-exit room with three girs about the same size and strength as me. I was cornered and I could hear them scratching at the door yelling my name. I darted for the door but, I was too slow. They jumped on me, dragging me down to the ground and scratched me. I yelled and gave my warcry. (Thank god my parents weren't home) They swarmed over me and laughed as they began to get to work.... To be continued

Feedback always welcome

i guess i'll see if im brave enough lol.

Love Heidi

I'm frank from germany.... i'm interested in getting sexy female palms over mouth .... has anybody some good experiences with such a kind of fetish ..... what about breath control games ? what do you tellto a girl if you want to be gagged or smothered ? 

please post some experiences .... 
frank
germany

Back in the day when I was twelve there was a neighborhood girl named Alyssa who was my age. We only knew each other because we had friends who switched schools and ended up to one of our schools, so we ended up trying to keep in touch with other friends. I had just come home from school finding no one at home and remembered my brother and parents left for high school open house. I was in catholic school so I was going up stairs to change out of my school uniform, but before I did the door rang and it was Alyssa. She was also in a catholic school like me but not the same one. She was still wearing her uniform which was a white pan collar which was worn beneath a white sweatshirt which had the school sign on it. Her skirt was a teal/gray design on it. She came over because no one was at her house as well. So we decided to do homework together. After homework she asked if she can use the computer which I allowed she then came up to this site! I really don’t know how or why she did but she did! She snuck through my house to get to my father’s shed in the backyard for supplies. I was in the living room watching TV while she snuck away. I came to see what she had done at the computer to find this site up. Then I had a brilliant idea, I’ll tie her up for the fun of it! Instead of going to the shed for ropes I went to the garaged to find a roll of duct tape and I ran around looking for her to find her looking for ropes as well. I took my advantaged and hid on the side of the shed with a piece or duct tape ready in the palm of my hand. She left the shed with another roll of duct tape and made her way to the porch, I carefully walked behind her. I was only wearing socks so my footsteps didn’t make a sound. “Gotch yah!” I said as I held one of her arms with my right hand and with the left I applied the duct tape to her mouth to gag her. She screamed as she thought she was really being abducted only to see it was me and my harmful smile holding her against her wits. She then began to struggle realizing her own plan backed fired. I taped her arms behind her back. I picked up the roll of duct tape she dropped on the ground and went inside. I kind of figured she didn’t want to be bound with tape so I said I’d be right back tapping here ankles together so she wouldn’t make any sudden ideas. I went back into the garaged to find long coils of soft rope. It wasn’t cotton rope or clothesline cord but it was soft. I came back to the dining room to find her hoping to the kitchen. “Tisk, tisk, tisk, you weren’t thinking of using the kitchen knives were you?” I asked, she shook her head no and I helped her to a dining chair. I untapped her legs and used the soft rope I found to bind them together having a second loop go between the little space of her ankles. I tied the area above her knees in the same way. I then untapped her hands and tied them behind her back with rope instead. I continued by tying her elbows together and tying her upper arms and her lower arms so it didn’t close in on her as tight. She was bound in an orderly fashion because this was her first time (or was it). I carried her so her socked feet where dragging on the ground. I brought her to the porch and used the rest of the rope the bind her to a pole standing up. The pole had a flat side which increased in steps as it went down so she was able to lean against it and sit on the edge of the pole. I took of her gag and she yelled out: “Let me go!” followed with angered protests, “it was your idea.” I said back at her. I used a white handkerchief and used it to cleave gag her. She then leaned and pushed me down to the ground as her legs stood an angle away from the pole. I sat on the chair reading book for homework while she struggled against her bonds. She managed to slip under the rope securing her to the pole, but I pretended I didn’t notice. She was on the ground now struggling. It seemed she wouldn’t give up. I was enjoying watching her. In fact I had more watching then reading. Suddenly the door rang…. 

Than, I heard the ripping of duct tape.
"coming through" She said. She cake on top of me and placed a strip of duct tape over my mouth, followed by another, and another.
Than she rolled me over, the girls still holding me down.
She held my wrists behind my back, and wrapped my wrists very tightly in duct tape. I thought she was insane because this stuff would hurt when it came off, and the fact that shes tieing me up in my basement in my underwear.
Than she took some of that plastic wrap you get in the kitchen and wrapped me in it from waist to neck.
"That stuff is gonna come off eaisly" I thought.
I still couldnt say anything cuz I was, ya know, gagged.
Than she did even worse (Worse for me, at least.)
She took duct tape and wrapped me very tightly in it (Waist up, where the plastic wrap was), pinning my tied wrists to my back. (Yeah, she wrapped it over myy wrists too of course) At least she didnt use it on my bare skin. 

Than, the platic wrap and tape tightly wrapped my ankles to my knees, and a bit of my thighs. I was completely trapped.
The only bit of me not coverd in duct tape was a portion of my thihs, my knees, and my shoulder to my head. And my underwear too, unfortunatly. THats what they did next.

"Phase one complete" said one of the girls, and they all got off my, knowing I couldnt move.

Sarah said "If u think thats bad, wait till you see whats next."

I wanted to ask her why she was doing this, except for the fact that tape was blocking my way.

"Right! Now lets do the worse part of this!" said one of the girls.
I was laying on my stomach, and 3 girls stood at my head.
They all bent down, and grabbed the elastic on my tighty whtiteys.
Than they pulled. Hard. A huge pain formed in my ass.
They started dragging me around. A long time.
I prayed to death that my underwear would rip, but it didnt.
After about 2 minutes and 2 laps around the carpeted basement, they finnaly stopped.
They talked about 2 minutes, than they went upstairs. One stayed down though, not sarah. She came over to be and dragged me over to a low stadning desk.
She picked me up till I was at a low drawer. 
Than she wraped the elatstic on the hook.
"MMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHHHHHH" I screamed through the gag as she let go and left me hangning on the hook.
She went upstairs.
I wiggled around like crazy, hoping to rip my underwear, because that was the only way to end this.
It only made it worse. 
I was left hanging down there for what seemed like an hour,
but when they came down, it was only ten minutes (heh. Only)
By now, tears were ready to come down my eyes, but didnt.
This sure did suck.
They came over to me, and unhooked me off the desk, the underwear still looking like a thong. 
She dragged me back over to the girls.
Than they started whispering. The laughed, and came over to me. oh crap.
They picked me up by my briefs. Only they did it on such a way, it wouldnt rip. "MMMMMMMMMGAPHMMMMMMMMPMPPHHHHHPHHHHHH"
I couldnt stop screaming thjrough the pain.
While 3 girls held me up,
2 other girls started spinning me in circles, twisting the underwear in my ass. That only lasted about 30 seconds, luckily.The put me back down on my back. Than, the just left.
They never came back down for 2 frikken hours, till 5:00.
I just laid liad, there, squrming all I could, but I couldnt move, or get the wedgie out. I must have squrmed for an hour to no avail. When they untied me, they threatend to do it again if I told my parents, and they took pictures they'd show to everyone at school, so I didnt. 
I still want to press charges.
TEH END
 
 
 

Just because their girls gave them no right to humiliate, degrade and demeane you like that, they would hate the same thing happening to them the law is not gendre specific and they need to learn respect for other peoples feelings.

Using bondage like that is all for the wrong reasons and is what gives the 'do gooders' fuel to crimalise it.

I am pretty sure that 99% of the people on the board realize that 99% of the stories are fake. 

But nice try. 

1. Your gelous
2. He actually has good descriptive stories
3. They are the best ones on this board.

That is no reason to start picking on him, so everyone lay off and just let him write his stories. He's a great guy for sharing all these experiences with us, and letting us know a bit about his life.

Keep up the great work Lee!

Don't recall any of the "I tied up my mother/aunt/grandmother with their pantihose while they were wearing pantihose and took off their shoes/boots/slippers so I could smell their pantihose covered feet" type stories that infect the 'Mother Bondage' dreambooks.

I don't know if that's true, but if it is... So what? I mean, who cares if they're fiction. They're still the best damn stories that have ever been posted here, IMO. It makes no difference to me whether they're true or not, and I'll never know for sure. I'll never know if you actually helped him write any of them, either. But what I do know for sure is that you haven't posted even one story here, be it fiction or gospel truth. In fact, I've never seen you post before, except to slander "your best friend."

As you know im stayin in the UK while my mom is workin here,an when shes away visitin rellies i stay with my cuz Shelley.Read my first story.

I got to Shell's about 10am on saturday an was greeted with a big hug,we both waved my mom off,then went inside for a cup of tea.what is it with the brits an tea lol.we chatted for a while about nothin much i guess.I was dyin to ask Shell about my previous visit an the tie up stuff.

A little later Shell said she had some shoppin to do an we could have lunch out,an later Andy's comin over to take us both out.OK i thought nows the time so i blurted out hey Shell does Andy tie you up.She laughed an said of course he does,why else would i have all that rope an stuff.he's bought me a new toy to.you wanna see it,sure i said.She came back with a ballgag...i knew what it was from a couple of chats with guys on messenger.Wow whats that pretendin not to know,come here i'll show you,omg im gonna get ballgagged.ok open wide she said,holding it in front of my mouth.that's never gonna fit in my mouth i told her,sure it will now open up.So i did,Shell pushed it in an with a little work in it popped,ok turn round while i buckle it up she said,an she did pretty tight to.Shell giggled an said that it suited me,an for sure it'll keep you quiet,go to my room an look in the mirror.I scooted off to look,omg i thought my mouth was stretched wide open the red ball even matched my lipstick.I was still lookin when Shell came in.Do you like it she said,i nodded yea,ok maybe i'll let you wear it again later if you're good.Shell undid it an pulled at the strap an it came out with a kinda POP,we both giggled.ok enough fun for now she said,time to hit the shops.

More later friends..........love Heidi 

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When I was a kid, my mother had this striking-looking brunette friend. I figured only in my dreams would I ever get a handgag from her. But my dream came true when she wanted to become a hairstylist and needed someone to practise on. We both got what we wanted.

I went over to her place after school for a haircut one day and we started talking about what I was learning in school. I told her we were taking sounds and vibrations in science class and offered to give her a demonstration. I asked her to put her hand over my mouth as I talked. I guess she was to polite to refuse. 

There I was, looking into the mirror and seeing my mouth covered by a beautiful woman's hand. But I don't think she minded to much. We spoke of handgags all through my haircut. I asked her about 3 or 4 more times to handgag me (more demonstrations) as we spoke. She obliged each time. I felt like I was in heaven.
 

Discovered!

To begin with my story, I(Nicholas H.) should introduce myself as a 14 year old male, slim athlete type of body, 5’5” tall with short brown hair and green eyes; the average latin-boy(specially in Brazil). During one of my many summer vacations’s afternoon, I was invited by my cousin (Tyler) to sleep over one night. Tyler (13) is a little bit shorter than me and has darker skin, eyes and hair. We had already played tie-up games together but this was a special occasion that I’ll never forget. He had only one brother 10 years older than him, so he never got into (neither knew about) our games.

I arrived to his house about 3 pm, a two-story building where there’s nothing much to do than play soccer, cards or watch TV (no computer though), but we managed to have fun anyway. Tyler answered the door, said hello and I followed him right to the kitchen where he was washing some dishes.

“My mom’s working late. She asked me to do some chores and then we’ll have the whole day to play”. Tyler said, as I started to help him.
“And what about Marcus?” I asked with hope that we would be all by ourselves in that big house.
“I don’t know where he is. He’s always wandering in his car, don’t worry he won’t be back till 10”. Tyler replied and his eyes glimmered in excitement. Unbeknownst to me, he had been plotting something. 

I really enjoyed spending time with Tyler because he was open to try anything and wouldn’t discriminate saying you were weird or something. I enjoy being tied up by both women and men, but the latter one is my favorite. 

Right after we finished all of his chores, the doorbell rang and several friends from the neighborhood appeared and invited us to play a soccer match. They always showed up when they knew I was at my cousin’s house and we often agreed to play with them if we weren’t doing something else . So we went upstairs to get the ball; we changed our normal clothes into blue satin shorts and a light t-shirt, with a pair of worn out sneakers.

I remember it turned out to be a particularly tough game, despite the fact I was a fine soccer player. My team mates were Adrian(13) and Phil (12); against Tyler’s team: Adam(13) and Chris(14). While we disputed the match, the relentless sun punished us severely. It must have been the hottest day of the season, for I was soaked in sweat only 15 minutes after we started the game. It was a rather exciting game I recall, but there was an incident I ought to tell due to its relevance in the story. Tyler tried one last time to score before the game ended. He had already left behind Phil and had dribbled Adrian, the goalkeeper, running at full speed towards our goal. I was the last barrier to go through before scoring the goal, and if that happened I would lose. I must admit I don’t like losing (especially on my own game) so I decided suddenly Tyler wouldn’t score this goal even if…even if…well, never mind. I started running in the opposite direction, like I was going to collide with Tyler. When I was at considerable distance from him, I threw myself to the ground, stretching my leg towards Tyler to tackle him. I didn’t realize that time I was going to hurt him THAT bad, but he recovered from it, so it was, let’s call it a ‘soccer minor injury’. At first I didn’t realize what had happened, but when I got up I saw Tyler in the ground clutching and rubbing his right ankle and screaming like hell.

“Sorry Ty(that’s how I call him. Ironic, isn’t it?), I had to protect my team you know. No hard feelings right?” I said expecting he wouldn’t be mad at me. I reached down, looked at his wound and helped him to his feet.

“Yeah sure, you stupid cheater.” Tyler replied and smirked. A sudden chill ran through my body. I tried to apologize but he wouldn’t accept it. Tyler was just a vengeful evil boy. The decision was left for penalty kicks and we won 3 – 2. Tyler didn’t seem to be angry, but I knew him, he was furious at me. We congratulated for the nice game and Tyler and I headed to the house.

When we got there it was around 4pm, and we headed up to the second floor through the stairs towards his bedroom’s bathroom to take a shower. As I was entering the room, Tyler suddenly on impulse kicked my ankle so I tripped and fell down hard. 

- “AHHH! THAT HURT GODDAMMIT! What was that for?” I cried out astonished laying on my stomach. 

He immediately reached into his drawer and took a long coil of elastic bandage, the ones you use to use for boxing..
“Nothing,” he replied while quickly taking off my sweaty t-shirt” just lay down still, because you’re going to be my prisoner for the whole afternoon.” I couldn’t believe his words! At that time I wasn’t worried about getting out, because Tyler couldn’t tie anything. Whenever he got to tie me up I had always managed to free myself, since his knots weren’t good at all.

As soon he said that I began getting up but he jumped and sat on my butt, pulling my wrists back. I squirmed and wiggled trying to escape, but Ty’s grip held. Even though he was younger than me, he had a considerable strength enough to hold me down, so I was at his mercy. 

“Calm down”, Ty said, “You’re just making it harder for yourself.”

It was then Tyler finally got the chance to turn the tables on me and prove a point or two to me regarding tying up skills. He grabbed my wrists and I felt the loops around my wrists while he wrapped them vertically, then horizontally, finally knotted it beyond the reach of my fingers. Any attempt of escape without help would be futile. I came to a conclusion regarding my predicament: I wouldn’t be able to release myself from those knots!. 

“HELLLPMPPPPPPPHHHH….!!!” My scream was muffled when Ty clamped his sweaty warm hand over my mouth. I groaned, squirmed and mmmpppphhhhed but Tyler had pressed the back of my head using his other hand and had effectively hand-gagged me.

“There’s no point on screaming for help now, Nick. There’s nobody home and you’re going to pay for what you did this afternoon” However, I think he would have tied me either way, but then he had an excuse to do it.

“Are you sorry?’, Tyler asked cheerfully still with his hand clamped over my mouth.
I tried desperately to reply “I’m sorry” but it all came out as “MMP MPPPHHHH” through his hand.
“This is your last chance Nick. Are you sorry?” He asked again and ignored my following “MMP MPHHHHHHHHH!!!” 
“Well Nick, you leave no me choice but to punish you.” Tyler said in a sober tone.
Tyler then removed his hand and I said “I’m sommppphhhh…” I was cut off again as Ty shoved a wet sock in my mouth and sealed it with duct tape wrapping it around my head. I later learnt it was his dirty sock he had used to play soccer with when I saw him walking barefoot.

“Get up now!” he commanded. Tyler helped me to my feet and then marched me to his bed where I was laid on it, still with bound arms. He proceeded to take off my shoes and socks, and then he repeated the tying technique with my ankles and secured them together to a rope that hung from the ceiling. There I lay shirtless, tape-gagged and hands bound behind my back, and my restrained feet lifted a meter up, making it impossible for me to get up. Ty just laughed at me, he would be getting fun at my expense. I soon learned what he was up to. 

At that tender age, I was not familiarized with the term “bondage”, we just referred it as “tie up game”. It’s obvious that at that age most people start they love for tying up, as it happened to me. Looking back with hindsight, I think it is very likely that Ty also enjoyed bondage more than he was letting on at the time.

“Nick, I really need a shower. You won’t mind if I leave you alone for a while, will you?” Ty mocked me but got no answer. Afterwards he proceeded to admire his handiwork, patted on my cheek, said “Don’t go anywhere!” and entered the bathroom.

I tried to free myself, but to no avail. I mightily struggled against the ropes, twisting my shoulders up and down, pulling and pushing my arms against the ropes. Ty returned after 15 minutes to find me the same way he had left me, only sweatier. I was breathing heavily as Tyler reached to my feet and wiggled his fingers. He was aware that I was extremely ticklish and he had always taken advantage on that; he was really naughty.

“mmmpphhhhhh!!!” I screamed through my gag repeatedly hoping he would have compassion. Nevertheless, he started the dreadful tickling.
He tickled me with increased intensity and I burst out laughing under my gag. He kept on tickling me, in my armpits, my sides but specially my bare feet. Ty had a smile of pleasure on his face when I glanced a look at him. 
“Revenge is great!” he said laughing. I was totally helpless and laughed my head out as he continued the tickle-torture. I screamed, twisted and squirmed all the way until he stopped for a minute or two so I could recover from it. By then, tears were already rolling down my cheeks. I was exhausted and I resigned to remain quietly and stay still to regain strength for I knew the relief would be temporary.
“Do you like that Nick? Well, I sure don’t like having a bruise in my leg you jerk!” Tyler said.I saw Tyler approaching again wiggling his fingers but like a miracle, we heard steps coming up the stairs. 

He froze and looked at me. “OH, SHIT!!!” we said.
“Mphhhhhhhh !!!” I said through the tape; I wanted him to untie me before it was too late! We truly didn’t want to be seen playing tie up games; we thought it would be embarrassing, particularly for me in that position. I should have looked stupid tied that way and tortured by a 13 year old boy. I suppose he thought it was impossible to untie me that fast and he just hid behind the closet, the coward little rat.
The steps were coming nearer and nearer, until they reached the closed, knocked the door and opened it….

Who was it? Marcus? Tyler’s mom? A girl? A three-headed monkey? Read the next part and find out. 
I’m open to receive comments or whatever you want to say.

BTW I'm in las vegas, nv if anyone is around here

We went to the same high school. I was 15 and she was 17. We were in a play together along with a mutual friend of ours, Maria. I forget what the play was because it was written by a teacher at the school, but it featured a scene where someone escape from a pair of handcuffs after praying she could do so. It was about political prisoners being “set free” by God. It was a Catholic school, you see.

I was going to Melissa’s house after rehearsal to sleep over because my parents were out late that night and the next morning she and I had to be at a food pantry to do our mandatory service project for a couple of hours. Melissa was blonde and a little chunky, but she had a pretty face and was very cool to me. She was a senior and got to “dress down” this day. She wore a pink ruffled shirt that went between her elbow and shoulder with and grey corduroys (that was dressing down at this school), grey socks, and clogs. I had my shirt and tie and grey chinos, grey socks, and loafers on.

While she drove home she brought up how good Maria was at getting out of her handcuffs without even looking anymore. I agreed and I was marveling to her how fast Maria was able to get out of those handcuffs on stage. She had to do it very quickly and I was impressed.

“They’re trick handcuffs, Jimmy. But you know what? When we first rehearsed it we did it with real ones and she just held the key in her hand. I have a pair of handcuffs at home at home and I’ve done it too – even when cuffed, you could get out of them really fast too, of you held the key” Melissa said.

I had no idea but I was being set up. She and Maria – I was kind of their “kid friend” – liked to pick on me and had laid out plans to get me. I knew nothing about this.

“I don’t think I could get out that fast,” I said.

“A friend thought she could tie me up one time after she found them, and she and another girl handcuffed me with them and tied my feet too. They came back into my room a few minutes later to find me sitting on the bed, untied and waiting for them. Trust me – it’s really easy.”

I wasn’t weird or anything, but at this moment the idea of being handcuffed by my cute cousin sounded pretty cool to me. I decided to “get her” to use them on me. Little did I know I was falling into her spider web.

“I don’t think I could do it – you know how clumsy I am,” I said. “I doubt it.”

“I tell you what – I’ll show you when we get to my house. I’ll handcuff you and you’ll be out in 1 minute,” Melissa said.

“Yes!” I thought. Of course I didn’t know it at the time, but so did she.

So I agreed and when we got home she told me to go down to the family room – a finished basement with a couple rounded support beams running floor to ceiling – and wait for her. I took my jacket, tie, and shoes off and waited for her.

Melissa came down, kicked her shoes off, and showed me the cuffs. She told me to sit down with my arms behind the support pole. I did and Melissa handcuffed my hands behind my back and around the pole.

“Here’s the key,” she said as I felt her slip it into my hand. “But before you try and unlock them, wait and I’ll give you a little more of a challenge. My friends tied my feet too. Want me to do that to you?”

“Uh…sure,” I said, secretly delighted. Sure, the idea of bondage was a cool thing to me, I admit.

“OK,” Melissa said and ran into the laundry room behind the family room. She came out with white rope. “I won’t tie you too tight. Then I guarantee you’ll be out in 3 minutes.”

Melissa knelt down and bound my feet and then sat on a couch a few feet away. “OK, do it.”

I fumbled for the key and it slipped out of my hand. She came behind me and put it back. I was really uncoordinated and I fumbled some more. She sat down on the couch and said things like, “Grip it with your right hand hard and feel for the hole,” “Run the key along the cuff until it goes in the hole,” and “Now turn it right.” I did all this a few times but nothing happened. 

Melissa’s face had a puzzled look when I said, “U, are you sure this is the right key?”

She looked a little embarrassed and said, “Oh crap, maybe it’s not. I bet the right one is upstairs. I’ll be right back,” she said and went to the stairs. “Try and untie your feet in the meantime – that shouldn’t be too hard.” She then ran upstairs.

I tried to kick my feet free but it wasn’t working. She had tied me up better than she thought (or so I thought). I kicked and kicked and one of my socks almost came off (loose dress socks) but couldn’t get free. “Oh well, I’m a dope,” I figured, amd wat there tied to the pole and waited for Melissa to come back down with the right key.

Right.

She cme back down alright, and then stood right in front of me. She held up a bike lock. “I was right. That key in your hand opens this lock. See?” and she reached down and took the key out of my hands to show me.

I laughed and she laughed.

“Here’s the right key,” Melissa said, producing it from her pocket. But she didn’t give it to me – she just held it there in front of me.

“OK, no problem. Here, just slip it in my hand,” I said to her, motioning my bound hands to her.

But Melissa said nothing and instead walked over to an end table, opened the drawer, and put the key in there.

“Melissa!” I said as she did that, “I can’t get out of these without that key.”

She picked up the chordless phone on the endtable and responded, “Oh, I know you can’t. Maybe later.” And she started to dial.

“Melissa, c’mon!” I said.

“Nah, maybe I’ll untie you later,” Melissa said as she finished dialing, coming over to me, kneeling at my side, and putting the phone to her ear.

“Mel---“ I said and she used her free hand to cover my mouth. Hard enough that I couldn’t get it off.

“Shhh,” she said.

Then my heart sank when I heard who she was calling.

“Hey Maria,” she said, and I tried to yelp but her hand silenced me. “Remember I told you I had a surprised for you? Well, c’mon over and get it. Can you? Cool – see you in 15 minutes. Bye!”

Melissa hung up, took her hand off my mouth, and then stood up over me. “Boy are you gullible! You had no idea you were being set up?”

“Wh..what are you talking…” I stammered.

“A set up. I set you up and you played right into my hands, Jimmy. I told Maria I had a surprise for her. Wait’ll she gets a load of you all tied up. I wonder what she’ll want to do to you.”

I stammered some more and Melissa kept talking. I couldn’t believe this!

“I;m sure we’ll think of something. But this has to be a surprise, so you need to be quiet,” Melissa said, running upstairs again while I tried to get untied. She came back down a minute later with a pair of pink socks.

“Open up,” Melissa said, crouching down in front of me and balling one of the socks up. “Don’t worry – they’re clean socks. Open your mouth, Jimmy. C’mon.”

I refused. Melissa tickled me under my chin.

“Are you ticklish? I said open up,” she said. When I started laughing she quickly shoved the sock in my mouth. Then she tied the other one around my mouth to keep it in. I tried to yell at her but everything was muffled.

“See you in a few minutes,” Melissa said, going upstairs, shutting off the light and leaving me bound and gagged in the dark. I tried and tried to get free but she tied me up too well. I was in trouble.

When I heard the doorbell rang a few minutes my heart really began to flutter. Half excited and half terrified. The family room door opened and Melissa and Maria made their way downstairs. Maria was blindfolded.

I thought Maria was pretty. She had long dark black hair and brown eyes. She was Portugese descent and was very cute. About 5”5 – taller and thinner than Melissa. Besides her blindfold she had and oversized green football shirt and white painters pants and white socks. Her shoes were already off.

I tried to yell to her but she either didn’t hear me or didn’t care.

“C’mon, Mel, what do I get?” she asked, and Melissa moved behind her. “What’s my surprise!”

“Your surprise is THAT,” Melissa said, taking off Maria’s blindfold to reveal me, bound and gagged at her feet. Maria instantly laughed.

“Oh my God – YOU did this to him?” Maria asked.

“Sure did,” Melissa said. “I told him how ‘easy’ it is to get out of handcuffs. Of course, it’s easier to get out when you have the key!” Melissa said and they both sat on the floor in front of me.

Maria laughed some more and said, “True. True. So I guess you’re no Houdini, huh Jimmie?” and patted my leg.

I grumbled into the gag, sarcastically.

“Are those socks in your mouth?” Maria asked both me and Melissa. “Uh, please tell me they’re clean.”

“Of course they’re clean,” Melissa said as she moved behind me to check the knot of the gag. “The gag was just to keep him quiet for when you got here. I can take it off, or we can STILL keep him quiet.”

“Hmm, what should we do with him, Mel? I’ve never been given such a gift!” Maria said, then looked at me. “I’m not untying you, kiddo. That’s for sure. This is too much fun.”

“Well, I have a pretty good feeling that Jimmy’s ticklish,” Melissa said, slipping off my socks while I now thrashed around and tried to yell “No!”

“Ticklish, huh?” Maria said with a nasty grin. “So if I tickled your feet, it would probably drive you crazy, huh?”

I nodded and begged her not to. But Maria giggled and tickled the soles of my feet while Melissa held my legs in place. Maria had these long nails and I was in agony while she tickled my feet. 

“Get him, girl!” Melissa yelled while I screamed into the gag. “Tickle him to death!”

“I just might do that,” Maria said, now tickling my ankles and legs and moving up to my torso while Melissa came behind me. “I think somebody’s ticklish!”

“You want to see how ticklish he is?” Melissa said, placing her fingers in my ribs from behind. “Watch this!”

And she started to tickle my ribs all out and I exploded in laughter and sagged to one side, my hands and feet helpless and my screams muffled by the socks. Maria tickled my stomach and ribs too and then my neck and the two of them giggled and giggled in a real evil kind of way.

Melissa’s fingers kept ravaging my ribs with tickle-torture. “Look at him – he’s just a crazy mass of nerves now. I think we tickled all the strength out of him!”

“I think you’re right – are we tickling you to death, Jimmy? Maria asked as she slowly tickled my feet some more. “Would you like us to stop tickling you?”

I nodded, red-faced and laughed out. My strength was gone.

“OK,” Maria said and they both stood over me.

“MMMM! MMMMM!” I yelled into the gag.

Maria and Melissa looked at each other with huge grins and cracked up. Then they turned to me with the most wicked smiles I’ve ever seen and pounced down to my bound and gagged body once more and tickle-tortured my ribs and stomach once more for about 20 seconds.

“OK, we won’t tickle you anymore,” Maria said, finally getting up with Melissa. “Any other tortures you have, Mel?”

“Well, my sister and her friends used to hold me down and make me smell their feet,” Melissa said. I just groaned and sagged and was not looking forward to this.

“Smell our feet??!! I love it! Here you go, Jimmy. How do my feet smell?” and Maria raised her socked foot to my nose. It was more humiliating than anything, but it wasn’t great.

“My turn,” Melissa said, her grey socks coming under my nose with her toes wriggling. “Just one time is, all, Jimmy. I promise.” And I was forced to endure Melissa’s foot odor for about 10 seconds.

“There, I think we’ve tortured you enough for now,” Melissa said, kneeling down and taking my gag off. “Sorry about that, but how often do I get to tie someone up?”

“Why…why…why did you…d-do that” I said, laughing and panting.

“No reason,” Melissa said, getting up and discarding the socks that gagged me back in the laundry room while Maria turned the TV on and stretched out on the couch. “Just because we could!”

I just slumped over and kept laughing. My stomach muscles were hurting.

“Ready for me to untie you?” Melissa asked.

“Oh God yes,” I said, having gotten way more than I bargained for.

“Well I’m not!” she said and down to watch TV too. “We’ll untie you when we’re ready, and we’re nowhere near ready yet!”

“C’mon, PLEASE untie me, guys!” I begged.

“You want us to gag you again?” Maria asked me.

“NO!”

“Then shut up and sit there. We’ll untie you when we’re done with you,” and she and Melissa giggled and high-fived each other.

Later, when Melissa went upstairs to put dinner on, Maria pounced over to me and tickled me pretty hard. “You’re SO ticklish, Jimmy. It’s a shame to waste it!” I laughed and laughed and Maria handgagged me with one and tickled me with the other before stopping.

She stopped when Melissa came back down and I composed myself a few minutes later. They finally untied me after they had dinner. Wow, what a day that was!

Here's the rest of my story.

After gettin back from shoppin,i won't bore you boys readin by tellin what we bought an stuff lolol.

Shell said, Heidi we need a little chat,I know that you enjoyed your tie up the last time you visited me.

I was kinda shocked,didnt know what to say so i nodded yes shyly.Its ok she said i was only a bit older than you when i realised tie up games were fun an excitin.I also know that at your age you will be tryin things out and experimentin.Here is my idea,i dont want you tryin these things with someone who might not be trustworthy,if you really want to get tied all you have to do is ask me.
So lil lady are you ready for another tie up.

Oh Shell how did you know,you're the coolest,yea please id really like that i said,we both had big smiles on our faces.

Shell pulled out a dining chair,it had a long narrow back.OK plonk your butt on here an put your hands in back behind the the chair.

Wow i thought this is awesome as Shell came back with ropes an stuff.She tied my hands pretty tight but comfy,then took some more rope an started to wrap it just above my elbows,pulling it tight as it would go.Shell tied the rope off,there was still a lot of this rope left so she started to wrap it round my chest,after about 3 turns she tied it in back of the chair.

Ankles next lil lady,she said,now standing in front of me,hold out your legs for me.she tied my ankles tight to,an i loved watchin Shell tyin them.After she tied them there was about 4 foot left,she went behind the chair an pulled on the rope,forcing my legs back an off the floor an tied it to the rope round my wrist.OMG i can hardly move never mind get free,i said to Shell.

Shell laughed an said thats the idea sweetie,but you can try to get free if you like.OK you have a choice now,do you want to be gagged or not.OH i wanna be gagged please Shell i said.Shell giggled ok good choice a tie up is'nt complete without a gag,she held up a roll of ducktape an the ballgag id tried earlier,which one she asked.Can i wear the ballgag again i said kinda embarassed at havin to choose.

Sure she said an buckled it in back pulling it it a lil tighter than before,the straps pulling a lil on the side of my mouth.

Shell stepped back to get a good look at her lil cuz,oh my she said your lipstick is smudged we cant have you lookin messy when Andy gets here can we? my eyes went real wide lookin up at Shell.oh shit i thought Andy's gonna see me,i tried to look shocked but secretly i was excited.

Shell returned with one of her lipsticks,ok sweetie lets tidy you up,an with that put her lipstick on me.There she said thats much better,steppin back to get a proper look.

Enjoy she said,pickin up her cigarettes she offered me one,OH she said gigglin i guess you cant smoke right now with that ballgag in place.but for sure i know you cant pinch any of my ciggies while your tiedup.

OMG Shell knows ive been sneakin ciggies from her,now im in trouble.

gtg now more later...love Heidi 

quick question...you dont have to answer if you dont want ill respect ur privacy but i was just wondering if you go to high school and if you do what school you go to bcuz i may know you.

What was it that made you think you knew me?

Thanks

Not the best story. However, we had a few more experiences like this later on. It was great.
 

*Not her real name

The door opened slowly and a voice with a soft southern drawl said:
“Tyler! You forgot your ball at the field! The front door was open so I …” 
Realizing it was Adrian, my cousin Tyler emerged from his hiding spot and slammed the door shut in the boy’s face. 
The lean boy had blond bright and short hair like the sunshine, and a thin and soft face decorated by two smart and captivating eyes. Adrian hadn’t been able to see me from where he had stood. Since the entrance had a dark-oak green corridor, the bed was out of sight range.
“Oh thanks Adrian, please just leave it out there. I’ll pick it up afterwards.” Tyler answered slurring his words.
Noticing a strange tone in Tyler’s voice, Adrian asked seeming curious and concerned “Is everything ok? Can I come in?” for which Tyler replied instantly 
“No! err… I mean… this really isn’t a good time… I’m getting dressed you know.” He lied.
“Ok then,” Adrian said unsatisfied, before continuing “By the way, can I talk to Nick? I wanted to say goodbye because he’s leaving in a few hours and…”
Tyler cut him off again “He can’t right now, I believe he’s taking a shower”
Having considered my predicament of being tortured relentlessly for hours I assumed it wouldn’t be as bad if Adrian freed me. I began screaming loudly through my gag several times, literally shouting my lungs out. However, a barely audible mppphhf was produced.
But then, when I had lost all my hope and resigned to be at Ty’s mercy for the whole afternoon, it came to my ears a sudden change on Adrian’s voice as he asked once more “Wait a minute, What was that !?”. Tyler tried to control his desperation when he spout “What? I didn’t hear anything. It must be Tyler singing in the shower hehe”. 

But this was way too suspicious for Adrian who was at that moment demanding him to open up. “I don’t care if you aren’t dressed, just open it NOW!”. Then he proceeded to push the door until Tyler couldn’t resist anymore and threw him on the floor. They started struggling and when they appeared through the corridor Adrian had overpowered his opponent by holding one hand behind his back and putting an arm around his neck. Now Tyler stood in front of me firmly held by Adrian, to whom Tyler had no chances competing against for Adrian was a wrestler at school.

I truly believed Adrian would have found disturbing to see the startling scene of me snugly bound and gagged, apprehensive at what might have happened if he hadn’t show up. But if I have learned one thing in this life is that never, ever things turn out like you think they will.

“Well, what do we have here?” Adrian said gleefully as he laid Tyler on his stomach next to me, but now he pushed both of his hands back. “It looks like we have an awkward situation here!”. Adrian was now laughing dourly and was engrossed in looking at my bonds. Still holding Tyler down, he gently ran a finger through the soles of my helpless feet!. I immediately giggled and started to squirm as much as my bonds would allow. “We have a hyper-ticklish one here! He said triumphantly. As for me, I was astounded to learn that my liberator turned out to enjoy my captivity.
Then Adrian asked Tyler “Why did you tie him up? And judging the sweat all over his body I must presume he was tickled intensively, wasn’t he?” 
“Yes he was, but he deserved it and you know that. Nick should to be tickled to death. Now you know the truth, let me go.” Responded Tyler
“I believe that is not possible, Tyler. I have other plans for you and your ticklish dear cousin. This is too much fun!” Adrian said with a smirk. My destiny was in their hands; I didn’t knew which was more frightening, to continue with Ty’s tickle torture or the unknown, perhaps evil fate that awaited if Adrian became possessor of both Tyler and my freedom. He pinned Tyler with a knee on his back, and then put his own sock in his mouth securing it with his hand.
The boy grabbed the phone on the table lamp, dialed and said “Remain quiet now, I am going to make some phone calls. Otherwise I shall have no mercy with any of you”. Tyler and I nodded; we both lay still and accepted our fate. We heard him calling, for my amazement, to Phil, Adam and Chris asking them to come to Tyler’s house and bring “the bag”. Only after several efforts I was able to catch Adrian’s attention who said impatiently
“Do you want to say something?” I nodded vigorously and he started to unwrap the duct tape, a painful procedure that almost pulled out part of my hair. Finally the wet sock was removed which gave my aching jaw some relief.
“Thank you, I needed that.” I said gasping for breath. ”Could you please give me some water?” I begged.
“Sorry Nick, but it is not advisable to drink much water before a tickle-session. I don’t want to see you wetting your pants if I do like this…” he replied and tickled gently the taut skin of my ribs. I went wild.
“Hahahaha no hahaha, please hahaha I hahaha understand!!!! No, hahaha more hahaha stop haha I beg haha you!!!” He then stopped, looking very pleased with my laughing. Although I was trying to free myself, I loved being tied up. That feeling of immobilization and helplessness really thrilled me!
Adrian followed by saying with increased excitement:
“I have got something to tell you. The other boys who will be arriving in any minute, and I, share a kind of tie-up group. During summer and winter vacations we travel to my distant farmhouse with my parents and spend several weeks playing all sorts of games. I’ve wanted to invite you for a long time, but I just didn’t know how you would react to tie-up games. Actually, I had always wanted to tie the two of you as well. You are not compelled to participate but if you do, I assure you a lot of fun!!. So, what do you say?” I just couldn’t believe what I had just heard. A group of boys who play tie up games in the woods? I was already looking forward to it. Tyler nodded and so did I.
“Great!” he exclaimed. The boys then duly appeared through the corridor and froze in excitement. “Wow!” they all said.
“You got them tied up! Hahaha” Chris said to Adrian.
“Yes, and because they have accepted to enter our group now they must be initiated!!. Get the ropes!” Adrian commanded while he yanked Tyler’s shirt over his head. Adam fetched two coils of rope from the bag and handed it to Phil and Chris who started wrapping them around Tyler’s wrists and elbows and finally knotting them. They were expert with knots, a skill they all seemed to share. They proceeded to cross his ankles and tie them in the same fashion and used a third rope to pull his bound wrists, arching his back and hogtying him so tightly his fingertips touched his heels. The boys stepped back and admired their work Adrian then tested his bonds and realized he could barely flex his fingers. They asked him if he was ok to which Tyler answered affirmatively.

I did not receive the same treatment although it was not more comfortable either. Firstly several hands untied my wrists, I knew this was only temporary but it gave time to rub my aching arms. My feet were untied from the hanging rope; I was turned on my back, and my bound feet were lashed to one post of the bed. Chris then pulled my arms up as much as they would go and I felt the first loop of rope tightening around my wrists. They again lashed my bound wrists to the opposite side of the bed, leaving my armpits, legs, ribs and belly totally helpless. I tested the rope. As I had thought, it was snug, tight but not uncomfortable, which meant I was going nowhere. And like Tyler, all knots are beyond the reach of my fingers.
“The initiation consists in 3 tickling sequences of 5 minutes each.” Adam started saying, ”You will be given a small period of time to recover and if you say ‘I give up’ we will immediately stop and you will have failed. Do you understand?”
“5 minutes!!” we objected, but we weren’t in position to negotiate so we accepted reluctantly.

The boys approached in pairs toward each one of us: Adrian and his brother Phil stood in front of me while Adam and Chris were to torture Tyler. Suddenly Adrian shouted 
“Now! Begin!”

To be continued…

I started with my feet. I wrapped the rope a few times around my ankles, and brought it up to above my knees, where I wrapped it again. Then, I took the end and began wrapping it around my hands, until I was secure and there were no loose ends. I told him I'd stay that way until he told me I could untie myself.

After about two hours of this, he told me I could untie myself to plug in my headphones... but I had to tie myself up again after I finished. So I did. This time I tied my legs to the computer chair, so I couldn't move around the room. I tied a gag in my mouth and re-wrapped my hands the same as before.

I'm still tied up as I'm writing this.

It was just after lunch time, and my brother was annoying me. So I hit him. As hard as I could. (Which wasn't very hard scince I was pretty weak. Still am.)

Anyway, he got mad at me for hitting him and started chasing me around the house. Once he got me he pinned me down to the ground. Then he picked me up and took me to his room.

I tried to get away, but as i said, I'm pretty weak, so I didn't do much. He pushed me onto the ground and before I could get up, he pinned he down.

He was kneeling on my legs and had his hand pushing against my back. Then he grabbed a reel of duck tape off his desk and started to tie me up. He taped my wrists behind my back and then taped my ankles together. Then he taped my wrists to my ankles behind my back.

I was really scared because I didn't know what he was going to do with me, and you can't blame me, I was only 7. So I started to cry and scream at the top of my voice.

He got annoyed by that and taped duck tape around the lower half of my face, just under my nose and down. So now my screams were turned in to a lovely line of "mmmpffff"'s.

He then picked me up and put me in his closet, and buried me under some shirts and stuff. I tried to scream out for Mum, but my screams were bearly audible behind the tape. Then he shut the door and left me there. Now I was really scared because I was also afraid of the dark.

I tried to struggle free, but it was no use. I tried to calm down, but that was also no use. Then I started to get really bad thoughts. "What if he left me in here, and never let me out?"

A whole hour passed and I'd had no luck. The only thing I'd managed to do was make some more stuff fall on top of me. Another 15 minutes passed when the closet door opened.

It was my brother. He simply said "Having fun?" and just stood there. I made a few grunts though the tape, since that was about all I could do, other than mmmmpff.

Then he said "How about this. I'll let you go, only if you don't tell anyone". I was just about to nod, when he added "Oh yea! You also have to give me all of your pocket money!" This was only about $19.65, but I thought it was alot because I was only young and that's all I had.

I couldn't make up my mind, and I was scared. So I started to cry. Then he said "You have 20 seconds to make up your mind". Then he started counting down from 20 really fast.

When he was down o about 5, I quickly nodded my head. I didn't care about money, I just wanted to get out. So he picked me up ad threw me onto the bed, as I landed dangerously close to the edge. And since I had no arms to break my fall, a wasn't to keen of falling off.

Then my brother came over and started taking the tape off of me. He released my wrist-to-ankle trap, and then took off the tape constraining my ankles. But then he stopped. Then he stood me up on the ground and told me to lead him to the money.

I walked to my bedroom and went over to a drawer. Then he pushed me over and started looking through my drawer, then he found it. So he stuffed it in his poket and ran back to his room, leaving me on the floor, unable to get up. After about 10 minutes he came back and untaped me.

After that he told me that if I hit him again, he'd do that again. Then he just walked away.
 

Well that pretty much ends my fist tie-up experience. I've got quite a lot more to share too, but I'll keep them 'till another time. -Dexter

Oh sorry Jenny i kinda coppied your nic.lol.

Here i am tied real tight to this chair,Shell has found out ive been sneakin ciggies from her an Andy is comin over soon.

Shell is chillin out on the sofa,lookin over at me sometimes an checkin im ok.I wriggle a lil but there is no way i can get free,an my jaw starts to ache bein open wide by the ballgag.I dont really care though this is way cool.

Then there it is,a knock on the door,my heart starts to beat real fast.Shell goes to get the door,lookin over to me,do you think Andy is gonna like his surprise she says with a giggle.

I struggle hard now,no way out,i tried to hide my face im embarassed an excited in one.

Holy shit he says,i thought you had gone crazy when you told me Heidi liked gettin tiedup,looks like its,like cuz like cuz,he laughed.As he walked over to me,i held my head down.but he cupped my chin in his hand an lifted my head up,lookin me in the face,he said,no need to be shy your with friends here an we understand,an besides you look really cute tied.then he kissed my cheek it was a lil more than just a peck,i felt his lips linger for a second or two.I thought how lucky Shell was to find a nice sweet guy,an he's cute to lol.

He walked over to Shell an gave her i big full on kiss,omg i wanted one to.Just then a thought came in my head,this tyin up thing has another twist,if a girl is tied the boy can do most anything he likes,or do nothin,hmmmmmm i'll have to think about this.The boy can tease you by kissin an stuff or just sit there knowin you want to be kissed.

ooooooops sorry about that,back to the story.

After they kissed Andy picked up a piece of rope,oh no hes gonna tie me even more.But he grabbed Shell's arm,an after a short playful struggle had Shell's hand tied in back just like mine.She was complainin that he couldnt tie her in front of me,its just not right she said.

Andy just said whats good for one cuz is good for another,an gave a real sneaky laugh.A couple minutes later Shell was tied pretty much the same as me,it looked kinda tighter an neater.He then moved over to me,can i borrow your ballgag please Heidi,i nodded yes,yeah right its not like i could have stopped him lol.He unbuckled it wiped it with a tissue an in a flash it was in Shell's mouth an buckled up tight.

Andy looked at me workin my jaw a bit,ah i see he said,your jaw ache a lil,yea just a bit i answered.OK it'll soon ease off,but i cant have one cuz gagged an the other not,he picked up the ducktape ripped off a piece,made a face like lips tight shut,which i coppied an gagged me with smoothin it on with his hands so it stuck pretty fast,bent down kissed me on the mouth over the tape an stood back.wow my head was spinnin.

Well i guess with my two favourite girls kind helpless,its up to me to get the food done,the things us guys do to keep our girls happy he said laughin as he disappeared into the kitchen.

Hey i'll finish later ok,a friend is on messenger. 

So Anomalee, if you read this, did you try to post a story just a few days ago, that didn't come up as it should? If so, please post it again!

By the way, to both Anomalee and Jimmy T (and a lot of other authors): Great stories!!

Canuck, please ban this guy. His provocations and the arguments that result take up too much space that could be used for telling stories instead.

oh bflower,no Shell had boots on i was wearin sneakers.

There i was tied tight to the chair with Shell tied pretty much the same right in front of me.At first i was kinda embarassed to look up at Shell,when i did she was lookin me straight in the eye,an though she was ballgagged i could tell that inside she was smilin.i smiled back,the tape pullin on my mouth.

Shell started to struggle,but i think it was coz she liked to,there was no way she ever get free,we couldnt even shuffle the chairs closer with both our feet off the floor an tied to our wrists.I guess we must have been there about 20 minutes before Andy came back with the food,he set it all out then came over to me an said,you hungry sweetie,i nodded yes an he started to untie me,when hed finished i rubbed my wrists an could see the rope marks.ok said Andy pull up your chair an we'll eat.i looked at him kinda puzzled are'nt you gonna untie Shell,nah just you an me.i looked over at Shell she had a real pissed look in hers eyes.i laughed an said its ok Shell we'll save you something.

Andy an me had a chat as we ate an Shell would grunt or mmmpphh it was real funny to see,3 peeps round a table,2 enjoyin the food an the other tiedup an gagged.

After we finished eatin,i saw Andy reach for Shell's ciggies took one out then he surprised me by offerin the pack to me,its ok he said Shell has told me you've been smokin her cigs,you can have one if you like.Shell grunted again,Andy looked at her an said hey you told me you started about Heidi's age so no complaints from you ok.Shell kinda slumped in the chair a lil,an i said,yea an you cant stop me just now,an tickled her in the ribs,wow how brave is that lol.

After we had our cigs,Andy came over an whispered in my ear.i smiled turned to Shell,oh i just remembered there's somethin on tv i wanna catch,ill watch it in my room ok.As i headed off to my room,Andy called me back an gave me Shell's ciggies an lighter,here he said,you might as well have these.i took them from him an reached up an kissed him on the cheek,thanx Andy.i turned to Shell stuck out my tongue,waved the pack in front of her then dashed off to my room.

Of course there wasnt really anythin on tv,but Andy just asked for a lil time alone with Shell.

The End.

hey guys,stop all this arguin,its defo not cool.

Love HeidiTiedi 

Also if you care, my emails matth6789@yahoo.com

Later

Just want to let you know I plan to post a new story soon about another kidnapping and torture at the hands and feet of Dena, my beautiful blonde black-belt friend. You remember her, right? Queen of the footgags and the merciless tickling.

The new story will be about going away for a few days to a cabin in the woods with Dena, her Mom, and one of her Mom's best friends, Jean. Or Aunt Jean, as Dena sometimes called her. Jean was early 30s, red-headed, and attractive - she'd been a nurse with Dena's Mom for many years. Dena's Mom was like a 42-year-old Dena - very pretty too. What a weekend it turned out to be.

Oh, and can we get the stories from July and early August? I'm sure there are some good ones I missed.

Coming soon.

But I'm not getting this ---

There's obviously a great interest in the whole tie up thing. I guess you call it bondage as you get older but it amounts to very basic very human things. Everyone wants to be wanted, everyone wants to loved, everyone wants attention, everyone wants to be held and everyone want to be known.

If you want someone to tie you up why not just be honest about it and ask. It's more important to surround yourself with people who are caring, people you can trust, people who won't hurt you, people who can help you and people you can count on because everyone needs somebody.

Charles, I don't know if you're lying or what your deal is. Does anyone?? If you're in fact desperate you can write to me if you want. People get messed up sometimes in this world but banning/excluding sometimes just pushes them off the same edge we're all at risk of coming to at some point in our lives.

For everyone else, enjoy the stories. But never be ashamed of who you are or how you feel because that's just the way it is and it's time to just know compassion and acceptance and start just enjoying the lives we're all sharing and the things we're all going to know.....

Peace...