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I wonder if any of you readers would be interested in hearing some of my handgag stories that happened during my college days? I have quite a few and would be willing to share them. I will share one here to gauge the reaction to them. But first, let me make a request. I would love to hear from any ladies who love or specialize in handgags so we can chat about our experiences through e-mail. If you love the sight of a female hand over a man's mouth as a gag, or the muffled sound of attempted speech behind a feminine hand, then please contact me, women and girls, at talithakoumi@comcast.net. I would dearly love to hear from you. Please write! Don't dissapoint me.

Now for my story. I was a freshman in college and a large group of us were taking a field trip on a bus. Our teacher was doing the driving, and we were going across the state line from Pennsylvania to Illinois for a conference in Chicago. We left at four in the morning and were scheduled to arrive around five p.m. For the first few hours of the trip, we were all kind of sleepy and some of the students had brought pillows along to sleep on the way.

As the morning got a bit brighter with sunrise, we all became more alert and awake. After a few hours, I became a bit bored from the long ride. I decided to entertain my fellow students with my relentless Elvis impersonations, singing several of the King's greatest hits. At first, everyone was laughing and enjoying it. But once I got into Elvis mode, I got wound up and could not turn it off. It had worn off in its magical appeal for several of the students, and they started groaning and complaining, asking the teacher/bus driver to make me shut up. But Elvis wanted to sing, and was on a roll.

I was 18 at the time on this sunny April day. One of my friends sitting up front behind the driver was a beautiful blonde named Becky. I was amused to hear Becky ask Mr. Normand, our teacher, "Do you want me to go back there and hold his mouth?" I was shocked and surprised when he responded, "Yes, but only if you'll promise me you won't take your hand away." I thought they were only kidding; she would never do such a thing to me, her close friend. Or would she? I heard the smile in Becky's sweet, pretty voice as she said "I promise. I won't let him go."

Before I could believe my eyes, the tall and slender 18-year-old girl with the blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin was up out of her seat, striding to the back of the bus with determined steps and a wicked grin, her raised hand cupped threateningly. And Becky Meyer was headed straight for me!

She plopped down in the seat with me at my left side. In mid-word, I felt her long, narrow white hand clap over my mouth, muffling my singing quite neatly. Becky's left hand clamped down hard over my errant mouth as she settled back in the seat, lecturing and scolding me. I tried reflexively to reach up and pull her hand away, but Becky wouldn't allow it. She grabbed my shirt sleeves at the wrists with one free hand, her right, and pinned my hands down into my lap. I was so helpless and trapped, and very embarrassed. The students were cheering and applauding, thanking Becky profusely. She said sweetly in reply, "No problem." After the grinning and giggling had died down a bit, everyone was ridiculing me for being gagged--and for having a GIRL'S hand over my mouth. Becky was loving it.

Her hand was sealed across my mouth in an airtight clamp, locked firmly, and I could barely pull in a breath. I started to breathe rapidly through my nose. I was mmmpphhing into Becky's muffling hand as a signal for her to let go. But all she did was mimic my mmmpphhing sounds, precisely and accurately, putting a little smug sarcasm and exaggeration into her voice tones to tease and ridicule her gagged captive. Everyone was laughing, their eyes glued to Becky's vanilla-white hand with the long, slender fingers. I struggled to pull away, but Becky held me fast. Desperate, I began trying my best to muffle out words of irritation and protest against her hand. That caused even more laughter. Becky shoved her pretty blue-eyed face in mine to loudly mimic my efforts to talk. My voice and words were heavily muffled, and no one could understand so much as a syllable. Becky kept up her precise mimcry. Over and over she imitated my handgagged mouth, even after I had quieted. She warned me that any time I tried to talk, she would mimic me like that. And as loudly as she could, she made it clear to me, and her audience, that she was not going to take her hand off my mouth. "So just live with it, Mufflemouth."

Seeing that she had an appreciative and approving audience, Becky could not resist performing for them. It was around 7:30 or so when Miss Becky had clamped her silencing hand over my mouth. Testing the waters, she kept calling out to Mr. Normand so everyone could hear her. "Can I hold his mouth all the way across Pennsylvania?" she chirped sweetly. He said "Yes," and everyone cheered. "Can I gag him all the way across Ohio?" Becky asked. Again, "Yes." More applause. "Can I gag him all the way across Indiana?" she asked next, more excitedly. Mr. Normand, as deadpan as before, again said "Yes." Total cheering and laughter. Then, finally, with clearly enunciated words and diction, performing to the hilt like the little star actress she was, Becky blurted out "Can I keep my hand over his mouth till we get to Chicago?" Total silence, waiting breathlessly for Joe Normand to speak. My fate lay in his final decision. "Yes." Thrilled pandemoniom erupted. Then Becky piped up sweetly above the din, "Goody! I love this job. I'm so glad I get to do this!"

I started to panic. It was 7:30 and we wouldn't get to Chicago till 5:00! Nine and a half hours gagged with Becky's hand? An all-day hand gag? They couldn't mean it! Was she serious? I suddenly realized by the ferocity of her grip that she meant business. These would be the quietest nine and a half hours of my boisterous life! Gagged--and with a girl-hand, a Becky-hand. 

Having so many attentive ears listening to her every word, Becky couldn't resist some very wicked teasing. She kept asking the students, "Does anybody love this?" Everyone assured her they did. Becky engaged in some more teasing, raunting, and ridicule as the hours passed. She kept saying many things over and over, so it is easy to recall her teasing words. Becky, her pretty white face directly into my handgagged one, forced me to meet and maintain her amused and taunting gaze, as she said these things to further embarrass and humiliate me.

"Can you talk now? What are you saying under there? Is there anything you'd like to say? Speak up! Stop mumbling! Try to talk now! Does a girl have her hand over your mouth? You mumble too much. I can't understand a word you're saying under my little gag. How do you expect me to understand you when you try to talk with my hand over your mouth? Do you like my hand? Like it? Like it? Do you? Answer me! Do you like my little gaggy-gaggy hand over your muffling mouth? No one can even understand you!" And so on and so forth. Then Becky would mimic my speech. "Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm! Oo-boo-boo-woo-boo-boo-woo-woo! Foof-foof-foof-foof! Woof-woof-dooga-goompphh-hmm-hmmpph-boop! Grbba-buff-zzts-moof! Fmm-fmm-woo-woo-boo-boo-mmmpphh! Mmmpphh! Mmmmpphh! Mmmmmmmppphhhh!!!"

I could hear my own heavily muffled laughter against Becky's cool silken palm. No one could see the smile on my face under her big white feminine hand. I could hear my inhalations as I laughed, rasping harshly through her long fingers as I sucked in air through the narrow slit-like cracks between her slender digits. My exhalations were puffing against the soft skin of her immovable and relentless palm. Becky's pretty hand was smothering, and after several hours, it became hard to breathe. But I managed; it wasn't that bad. Especially once Becky had told me to try breathing through my nose only. Yes, that was much better. I could smell and taste nothing but the pure distinctive Becky-ness of her soft feminine hand--at once so gentle tender and and yet so firm and strong!

But then something horribly embarrassing happened that no one but Becky seemed to understand. I had tried desperately to pretend that I was oppressed and miserable behind Becky's offending hand. But the truth was, I was enjoying the soft sweetness of her dainty, delicate girl-hand over my mouth. It was nearing an hour since she had first gagged me. I couldn't believe this pretty and sexy girl was keeping her hand over my mouth for so long! I was totally in disbelief. But the longer Becky kept my mouth covered, the warmer and more intimate her white hand was becoming. My excited arousal was betraying me! My erotic overexcitement led to rapid breathing through Becky's prettier-than-pretty hand. Why should a girl's hand have this erotic effect on my teenage raging hormones? Was this sex, Becky's hand over my mouth? Sexual exhilaration shot through me like fire! My erection was saluting, and it wasn't long before Becky and her friends saw it and jeered at me with taunting ridicule! Humiliated? No. More like mortified.

All the guys were pointing and saying words like hard-on and woody. The girls covered their mouths and moaned "Ewww!" in revulsion as my erection grew and expaned in my bulging black dress pants. Then, with merciful seriousness, Becky's gag hand pulled my face close to hers. She whispered softly, loud enough for no one but me to hear. In a musical and sweetly angelic voice, Becky kept repeating her tender question: "Do you like it when my hand is over your mouth? Do you like my hand as a gag?" Embarrassed, I nodded ever so slightly. Becky rewarded me with a smile that lit up the universe like a supernova! My secet was revealed! But her questions only intensified the sensuality, her words did, and I was getting more and more excited! Becky saw, and knew. "Do ya want my hand to keep ya all gagged up even longer?" she teased. No one else heard her sweet words. So I would play the role of the unhappy prisoner and Becky would play the role of the delighted captor, all for the sake of her audience. Only my gag-girl and her captive knew better. Becky settled in for a long, long, long mouth-hold.

Her hand was hard not to love, if you were any man with a heartbeat. Becky's hands were as lovely and white as a princess, with a perfectly flawless, peaches-and-cream complexion. Her thin fingers were slender and delicate, pretty and graceful. Her long thumb snaked around the left side of my nose, cocked back aesthetically. Becky had razor-sharp eagle talons, painted a glossy blood-red scarlet. Her palm was cool, silken, smooth, fragrant to the taste and smell. Becky's hands were so shower-fresh and hygienically clean in taste and scent--very clean girl-hands fit to eat food from! And her perfume! So sweet and feminine with a light floral scent that was highly pleasant and aromatic. Every tim I took a labored breath, my oxygen was savory with the female fragrance of Becky's sweet perfume. I really did like her hands a lot. This was my first feminine hand gag, and I was loving it. It kept me excited and exhilarated.

Becky seemed to love the girl-power and control she had over me. For many of those long hours, she insisted I remain quiet for her the whole time. She continued her performance for the benefit of those who thought she was torturing me. Little did the fools know I was in girlie-handgag heaven! "Don't talk. Don't try to talk. No mumbling. That's what my hands's for, silly goose. Gagged prisoners don't get to talk with hands over their mouths. And you are my gagged prisoner. If you try to talk, then the hand stays. Now shush. Quiet for me." I was quieter than a mouse; Becky was an expert at keeping me quiet and discouraging my speech. And the girl's hand did stay--and stay. And stay.

It was now 11:30 a.m. I was absolutely amazed that Pretty Miss Becky had kept her soft, sweet-scented, delicate hand over my mouth for FOUR total uninterrupted hours!! But you couldn't hear me complain about that--literally! It seemed as if Becky were going for a marathon gag-hold, as if she were some kind of Guiness Book contender. Her hand would not ne moved for anything. The guys were still laughing, pointing at my lower anatomy. The girls were actually begging Becky not to take her hand away, to which she smiled and said "I promise I won't." Becky and the girls kept their faces close up into mine, mocking my mmmpphhing and hand-muffled words. Becky kept shushing me repeatedly, even when I was quiet1

At noon, the gang broke out the coolers provided by the college, filled with sandwiches, candy, lunch cakes and pies, potato chips and pretzels, soda, and fruit. It was lunchtime--for everyone but me. Becky had opted to forego her lunch in order to keep holding me silent. She clearly did not mind, preferring the sight of her own hand over my mouth as a gag. But I was hungry, and as much as I loved the white feminine hand covering my imprisoned mouth, I wouldn't have minded a sandwich. Becky kept joking that "He's having my hand for lunch. A hand sandwich!" Becky's sweet hand was also making me thirsty from her prolonged and tightly clamped hold.

The afternoon wore on with no release from Becky's silly hand. I was erotically stimulated by a college girl hand gag, but the hand was getting a little smothering, sweaty and moist from the lengthy gag-a-thon, even a bit smelly and stale. Still Becky the Gag-Girl Princess refused to let go. I was in shocked disbelief at her hand gag by now. I shifted and struggled against the girl, mmmpphhed and muffled out words, but it only seemed to turn her on all the more! She held me tightly. One o'clock. Two. Three. Unbelievable, incredible hand gag lasting some seven and a half long hours!! Didn't Becky's charmingly dainty hand ever get tired? Apparently not. She didn't even switch hands! What a gag! Mmmmppphh.

The driver and the students were perfectly happy to leave me that way, commenting on how peaceful and quiet it was without Elvis singing. One beautiful and younger brunette girl turned around and placed her own hand over Becky's hand, holding it there as a doubled gag for several minutes as she grinned at me behind my reinforced girl-hands gag. She said to Becky, "Becky! You are doing such a fantstic job keeping him quiet! You are so good with him!" When I mmmmpphhed beneath her hand in protest, the new girl said "No, no, no. You can't talk. We've got you gagged. Shhhhh. Shhhhh."

After too many long hours of my enforced silence, Becky was getting bored. This was no fun. So she asked the crew if they wanted her to force me to talk through her hand, so that my muffled speech would amuse and entertain them into hilarity. Becky ordered me to play along, making up the rules of the game herself. She asked me to say any sentence or message I wanted, and she would try to decipher it. I chose to muffle out, "Take your hand off my mouth." Becky's tight hand and clenched fingers made it sound like "Pook woo hoomb ooff moo moof!" By this point, my request was a sincere one, weary as I was from Becky's sweaty hand. The little game was afoot. Becky would say. "Say it again. You're mumbling too much. I can't understand you. Now say it again for me. And maybe this time I'll understand you." This proved a very amusing game to the students, especially the girls. I tried to be a good sport and play along for Becky's sake, but I was getting irritated at not being clearly understood. She kept repeating "Say it again, say it again" each time I muffled out the words into her restricting palm. Damn it, if the silly girl wanted to know that badly what I was trying to say, why didn't she just take her hindering hand away and free my mouth for clear speech? That did not seem to occur to Becky. Or if if did, she ignored the thought. It was just "Say it again, say it again" over and over as I repeated myself endlessly in Becky's little game.

Four o'clock. Eight hours handgagged with Becky Meyer's left hand, unmoving and tightly sealed to the point of suffocation. She decided to pull the driver in on her litle game for even more student amusement. "Hey!" she yelled up to Mr. Normand. "Can you understand what he's saying? Now, say it nice for Mr. Normand. And don't mumble. No 'woo-boo-boo-boo-woo-mmmpphh-mmmpphh.' It's only my hand. Try to talk through my hand. Pretend there's no gag. Nice and loud so we all can hear you." I did the best I could, but my words were badly muffled and muted by her hand. "Did you understand that?" Becky asked Normand with mock expectancy. "Not a word of it. Sorry," he said. Frowning, Becky said, "I'll give you one more chance to talk right. Now say it again, as loud as you can. And please don't mumble and mmmmpphh. You sound so pathetic." My second attempt was even worse, and Joe's answer was the same. Becky concluded the game with mock exasperation. "Well, it isn't important what you're saying anyway. No one can understand you. You'll just have to stay like this. That's what you deserve. My hand--right over your mouth!" All this time, the students were in stitches.

How had I managed so many long hours with Becky's hand over my mouth? Perhaps the erotic stimulation and sweet femininity were all that kept me going. I was enjoying it and being a good little gagged prioner. But Becky was clearly overindulging her hand gag!

Finally, a little after five, we reached our hotel in the Windy City. Becky's hand had kept permanent gag duty over my mouth now for some nine hours and a half!!! How I needed a good long breath of air! But just when I was sure Becky would let me go, the idiot girl secured permission, by begging and pleading, to keep me gagged while we all checked in, just until she could get me safely to my room! Normand asked her, "Becky, you've been holding his mouth all day. How much longer do you need to hold it?" She blurted out, "Forever!" Joe asked her, "What if someone sees you? They'll stare." Becky was insistent. "I don't care! Let 'em see me! I don't know them! It's none of anybody's business." He finally consented to let her do it--if she let me go as soon as I was inside my hotel room shared with the guys. I couldn't believe this!!

I was madly in love with Becky's hand, but I wasn't sure I wanted to be seen in Chicago wearing the girl's hand as a conspicuous white gag. She asked two girls to help restrain my arms behind me as she herself led me into the big hotel, hand still proudly locked over my mouth. I decided to relax and be a good sport--what the heck, it was almost over now anyway. Imagine tall Becky at my left side, walking me slowly from bus to hotel lobby, with her left hand plastered over my mouth! With two girls trailing behind us, holding my arms behind my back and shushing my muffled mmmpphhing constantly. Boy, did we ever get the stares! I closed my eyes against it.

Checking us all in took an extra 20 minutes, and Becky still had not let go of me. Each student had to walk up to the desk and give the young girl there his or her name, for room confirmation. By the time it was our turn, Becky had switched her position to stand at my right side. Her long left arm was draped around my shoulders, the left hand still clamped mercilessly across my weary mouth, thumb locked down over my nose to cut off my air if I resisted her. She held my hands in her free right hand. Yes, incredible as it sounds, she walked me up to the desk that way, daring the desk clerk to say anything. I stood there quietly gagged with a Becky-hand strapped over my mouth while my silencer did all the talking. Becky showed no shame or embarrassment in a public situation, her pretty face brash and brazen with smug arrogance, as if she were doing nothing out of the ordinary. I was very embarrassed as the young girl behind the desk met my gaze with a curious and bemused stare that penetrated through me. Becky gave her my name and did all my talking for me. The girl had a question written all over her face, but said nothing. Becky never alluded to the gag. My handgag was now tallying in at nine and a half hours!!! Just a little longer....

Becky and half a dozen helper girls got me onto the elevator as people stared and frowned at Becky's handgag. My eyes were welded shut against it all. And finally to the guys' room! The boys were howling to see Becky's hand still covering my mouth. The girls had shut the door behind us and resumed restraining my arms and wrists. "Okay, Becky, you can let him go now. You gave Normand your word," said the girls. "Yes, I will let him go. But first, we need to teach him a lesson, so he'll never sing those stupid Elvis songs in Elvis's voice again!"

Becky demanded that I had to sing "Heartbreak Hotel" all the way through, with her hand over my mouth! "Sing it," she commanded in her best military authority. "That's the only way you'll get my hand off. If you don't do as I say, I keep you gagged. I can hold out longer than you can. It's up to you."

With mixed feelings that included ritual humiliation, I sang the song for my highly amused audience behind a feminine hand that had tightened imperceptibly, just to further muffle my efforts. Muffled beyond recognition, the lyrics were so muted and godawful! Absurd and ridiculous, as I felt less than dignified. Finally, after a moment's hesitation, Becky at long last withdrew her hand gag, very slowly and cautiously. I took a long and badly needed, shuddering breath. I felt giddy, dizzy, lightheaded, and nauseous as the oxygen rushed back to my starving but grateful lungs.

I asked her breathlessly, "Why did you do that to me?" She smiled sweetly and shrugged. "I just felt like it. I love it. And so do you, gag-boy." The girls and guys were staring at us. I said, "But Becky, did you have to do it all day? Your hand over my mou-mmmmmpppphhh!" Clap! Becky clamped a hand back over my mouth in mid-muffle. "Shush. Now listen and stop mmmmppphhhing. Do you promise to never do Elvis again?' I stared at her shocked, but the girl whose hand was back over my mouth meant business. "Promise me. Nod very sowly for me." Reluctantly, I nodded. "Now say, 'I promise.'" I knew she meant with the hand, so I muffled out "oo pwoomoof." Becky said "Good, good," and took the hand away, giggling. Then, surprise! Becky kissed me full on the mouth for about two minutes. "What was that for, Becky?" I stammered. "For being a good sport all day." The room was filled with friendly applause. I never did Elvis again, ever. But as for experiencing more of Becky's handgags, well, that's another story....

Ladies, did you enjoy this story? I have more. Will you e-mail me about your love of handgags? I look forward to hearing from you. 

The girls walked out laughing telling me to have a good time. I couldn't speak, the gag was so tight but eyes were sneering at those girls.

When Herman walked in it acted prety much like I had expected. "Pretty girl all tied up." He muttered. "You are so cute. So prreeettty." 

I tried to speak to him to remove my gag but all that came out was mmmmmmmmmppppphhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppphhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppphhhhhhhhhhh.

Herman looked at me and started to fondle my hiar with his hands. "You are so pretttyyy. Don't worry I won't hurt you."

We all knew that Herman was a geek but he was acting like a retard. He had these 3 inch thick glasses, a wierd hair style that was all ruffled and he had a really wierd look on his face.

Herman looked over at me told me that he would remove my gag only if I promised to l et him kiss me! My eyes got huge I mmmppphhhed and rolled my head side to side in a no motion.

Herman then said, okay, than you stay gagged.

Gagged or get kissed by this wierdo? For awhile I thought I was better off to stay gagged but I really wanted to get loose. I rolled my head back sighed which was silenced by the gag and then nodded yes to Herman.

Hermans eyes got huge. "I get to kiss the preettty girl! Oh boy."

One thing I figureed was that Herman was wierd but probably harmless. Letting him kiss me would be sorta like letting my little brother kiss me, or so I thought.

Herman gently removed my gag, started to smile and pucker up. I closed my eyes and hoped this whole thing would be over quickly.

Surprisingly, Herman hesitated and told me he really didn't feel comfortable taking advantage of me this way and felt like he was being treated like a jerk by the girls. That he was being taken advantage of.

I told Herman that he was nice guy and asked him how in the world they got him over here.

Herman told me that the girls said that I wanted to talk with him. That I felt he was a nice guy. We exchanged looks in class. He would always let me borrow something and actually was quite intelligent. A lot of us asked Herman questions come test time and he freely helped us.

Herman said that the girls told him that I needed help on my tests. He had no idea what they really had in mind.

"That's sweet of you Herman. Your a really nice guy. I promised you a kiss so let's do it and then untie me."

Herman looked at me started leaning toward me and kissed me right on the lips. I closed my eyes and found that Herman The Geek was a good smoocher. I really enjoyed it.

Herman then asked me if I had a boy friend. I didn't, at least nobody steady, not at college. Remember I was new and this was my initiation.

I looked down at Herman and noticed that his pecker was huge. 

"Turned on?" I asked.

Absolutely! said Herman.

"The Kiss did that?"

Yes and no was the response from Herman.

"Yes and no?" I asked.

"The kiss was great but seeing you tied up like that is really a turn on to me." 

"Ever seen a tied up woman before?" I asked.

"Only as a child. My little sister and my next door neighbor used to play tie up games. As kids, we enjoyed it and even then I got a rush from seeing girls trussed up."

"Are you a virgin? I asked.

"No. But I never did it with tied up woman before and I won't do it without consent. And it's been a long time since I have had it."

"Me too." I responded.

Herman then reluctantly asked me if he could seize the moment.

I like Herman. He was a nice guy and very considerate, but as I said before, he was a geek and appeared to be a little wierd. BUT, being tied up and this whole thing got me turned on too.

Then Herman said he would have a surprise for me and asked if it was okay to use my bathroom. I had no idea what he had in mind.

Herman went in leaving me tied up, I heard water running and when he came out, I was in for a surprise.

Herman had taken off his glasses, washed up a little, combed his hair and looked strickingly different. He actually looked and was an attractive guy after all.

I just smiled at him and yelled "WOW! What a difference. You look like a different guy Herman."

Herman put his palm over my mouth and whispered "Shhhh. Don't let this get out. It's our secret.

Then Herman started talking differently. Not prettty girl anymore but more adult-like comment about my anatomy and he started to talk about sex like he talked trigonometry in class.

I was now finding this guy interesting! He was quite intelligent. Very articulate about a lot of things. Very interesting guy.

I was so intriqued by Herman that I forgot that I was still tied up.

Herman looked at me and reassured me that he was extremely turned on by me. He liked me and wanted to take me out on real dates. I told him that as long as he wouldn't wear those stupid glasses and would look like he did right then, no problem. In fact, I would love to.

Herman looked at me and told me he was incredibly turned on. The bondage had really excited him and he repeated, it had been a long time. Without stopping he went on to say that I was a beautiful girl, the best he had ever seen.

I looked at him and said; "Go for it!"

"Go for what!"

"You know what! We both want it and you have my consent."

Herman smiled and started making out like crazy! I had never been kissed so passionately before! He started to caress my breasts and then rubbed my shoulders. He looked at my bonds and asked me if I was getting stiff from being tied up.

"Not as stiff as you are!"

"You don't want me to untie you."

"Not yet. Just like Allstate, I'm in good hands. And it looks like you are really excited Big Guy."

I then started ramblin on and on with no real pattern or syntax not letting Herman get a word in. When he started to talk, I would talk louder. I have a big mouth. I kept talking and talking untill finally mmmmppphhh. Herman regagged me.

"You talk way too much." Herman said and smiled. "Besides, you look cute gagged." Herman touched me on my nose and commnted how my cheeks stuck out. The girls had applied a real good gag and Herman had done as good a job in reapplying it.

"Any complaints?" Asked Herman.

I nodded no, no, no. (Actually I wanted to be gagged again. It was a turnon to me as well.)

I then found out that Herman was certaintly no virgin nor was he a geek. This guy fucked like a world champion but what really appealed to me, treated me like a lady the whole time.

Herman and I had several more episodes. Each one better than the last.
 
 
 

Lori
 

I'm feeling excited tonite. After writing my follow up to the game with Herman and reading some people had asked me to write me, I figured why not?

As I stated in my recent update, the game with Herman turned out to be one of thebest things that ever happened to me. Herman and I had several more encounters after that. But ah, that is a future story.

After making wild passionate love with Herman, my geek turned stud started giggling and said he had an idea.

Laughing I asked what he had in mind.

'FIRST of all, let me say that I really enjoyed this tonite and I think it's safe to say that you did as well. (I nodded affirmatively) but how about if if play a game on the girls?"

"How!" I asked raising my eyebrows. Yes, I enjoyed this episode with Herman but still was a little ticked off at the girls for the way they got me into it.

Herman asked me when I thought they would be back. Since it was a school nite, I figured they would be back by 10 but since they didn't know what I now knew about Herman, it probably would be a lot sooner.

"Got any panty hose, scarves or bandanas?" 

"Yeah some. Why?

"How about tape?"

"Yeah. I have some duct tape and packing tape I used to send some packages out."

Then Herman told me the plan.

What we were going to do is lure the girls one by one and then, well read on and you find out what we did.

Well the girls came home sooner than we thought. We heard all three of them coming in. I was untied but put the gag back on myself. 

Herman then stuck his neckout the door and asked for Janet and Janet only. He told her that I needed to see her but that I wanted to see her only, not the others.

Janet came in and Herman quickly closed the door. I layed there with my hands at my sides but it appeared as though I was still tied and of course I was gagged.

Janet looked at Herman suspiciously (oh by the way, Herman went back to his geek look with 3 inch glasses)at which time I jumped up off the bed and quickly clamped both of my hands tightly across her mouth.

Herman quickly came around me as I moved to Janet's right side and he proceeded to tie Janet's hands behind her back. Herman was strong and after all, a guy and much stronger than Janet.

I removed my hand just long enough for Herman to stuff a rolled up panty hose in Janet's mouth and I quickly placed a piece of duct tape over that keeping it secure.

Herman then hussled Janet to the floor and tied he feet up.

Janet was secure and looking quite puzzled.

Next Herman went back to the door stuck his head out and called for Theresa. Herman had told me that he always like Theresa. He was a cute blonde and built with an incredible figure.

With Janet strategically placed on the side of my bed and lying down, she was out of site.

Herman again quickly closed the door, pointed at me still gagged and lying on the bed as before and commented onhow cute I looked bound,gagged and helpless. (Or so Thersa thought!)

Theresa came over looking perplexed but smiling and asked me how the "geek" treated me. Right about that time Herman asked her to repeat what she called him. As Theresa opened her mouth wide to say "geek" Herman quickly stuffed a hankerchief in Theresa's mouth. Before Theresa could move her hands up, I had already grabbed her arms from behind, catching her by surprise and lasoled her hands with panty hose that I had formed into a loop. 

As Theresa tried to turn around startled (she thought I was still tied up) Herman got a blue bandana and gagged her over the mouth. He then held Theresa's arms from the front as I finished tying her hands.

Theresa raised her foot to try to kick Herman, fortunately, Herman was able to block it. Herman then picked Theresa up, layed her on the bed and then tied her feet up.

Now Theresa was secure. One more to go.

Once more Herman stuck his head out the door and asked Renee to come in. But Renee knew something was up. "Where are Theresa and Janet?"

Herman looked over at me, winked and said "Hell it doesn't matter now. The other two are secure."

Herman then told Renee that the girls were in my room, but were speechless. He laughed and so did I, but the gag I had still had on muffled it.

Herman then grabbed me and told Renee that I was still wrapped up. He then walked me over to Renee who was now backing away slighly and wondering what the heck was going on.

"Where are the girls?" Renee asked again.

Herman said, would you like to join them? The reason we came out was to get you to join them. They're waiting for you."

Renee looked at me and asked how come I was still tied up.
She knew something was up.

By this time we were right next to Renee. Herman then told Renee that he has a fetish for tied up girls and couldn't thank Renee, Janet and Theresa enough.

Renee looked at me and asked if I was all right.

I nodded yes and then pulled my gag off and saod, "I have never been fucking better in my life!"

At this point Herman took off his thick glasses. Now Renne was really startled.

Herman told Renee that Lori had been tied up and he had the two other girls tied up in the other room. Now it's your turn to get tied up and quickly grabbed Renee's arms pulling them behind her back.

I then pulled a pair of panty hose out and started to tie Renee's hands while Herman held her secure.

Renee was screaming nonsense. "You fucking sob. You are the one that is supposed to get initiated, now us.

"You have a filthy mouth." I said as I stuffed a panty hose in Renee's mouth and then proceeded to wrap a bandana around it to keep it secure.

Renee was bitching like crazy. MMMMPPPPHHHING but still distracting. So I grabbed another bandana and put that over the first one this time even tighter.

She was still yelling, barely audible but distracting so I placed a third bandana over the first two.

I could barely here some mouse-like mmmmppphhhs. I loved it!

Herman and I then walked Renee into my bedroom to joinher two buddies. 

Since I have a queen size bed, I placed Renee right next to Theresa.

Herman asked me if I had any blankets. I did and I got some. Herman then put the blankets over the two girls bodies and tucked them tighly to the sides so the girls couldn't get up or fall over the bed and get hurt.

He checked on Janet who was giving us both the evil eyes. Herman grabbed another pice o f panty hose tied it around the panty hose that we used to tie Janet's hands with and tied the other part to the bottom bedpost. Janet wasn't going anywhere!

Herman and I then just looked at the three captives and said we were going out to get a shake and burger and jokingly said, don't go anywahere. We then laughed histerically as we left on our way to a nice treat.

Paybacks are a bitch.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

This even happened to me while I was in college and at work with a girl that I was dating at that time named Debby.

Debby was an attractive girl with a great set of boobs, real nice figure, tight legs and butt and very attractive. Her skin was smooth and she had black curly hair with a cute, little plug nose and beautiful eyes.

I felt so lucky to date Debby. All the guys at work and in college wanted to date her, but she was mine. Debby lived close to the University we attended as did I WHICH SAVED US A BUNDLE.

This is in reference to some handgagging pieces that I have seen here on this board. One by a lady named Tammy who seemed concerned that her man like to handgag her. What follows is my experience with handgagging.

The first time was with Debby, actually at her Mom's house. We had just come home from a movie and were sitting on her couch at her Mom's place. After sitting there and making out (her Mom and little brother were upstairs) I got the urge to lay down on her lap. So I put my h ead on her lap and proceeded to compliment her on her extrementies. I told her how much bigger her boobs looked from this vantage point. She smiled but changed the subject and we went over that for a while but I quickly came back to my favorite subject and told her so. What is your favorite subject she asked. 

Your boobs I responded.

The I proceeded to tell her how beautiful she was and she looked even better from down her then I started to say other things but quickly her soft, cold palm went across my mouth and all that came out was mmmmppphhhh.

She looked at me and said;

'You know my Mom and little brother are upstairs. Be quiet."

She removed he hand.

I started up again and told her how great she looked and I also asked her to gout for ride.

"We can't. We have work tomorrow and class. It's 11:00pm and we have to get up by 5:30."

Then I started to serenede her by singing "Oh what a beautiful girl." She quickly handgagged me once more and whispered "Shhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Removed her hand, kissed me and then re hand gagged me and said to be quiet. I have to admit that I found this quite stimulating and let Debbie know by grabing her hand and placing it on my crouch.

"You excited!" Debbie asked her eyes as big as baseballs.

I mmmmppppeed yes. Debbie forgot or pretended to forget that she still had her hand over my mouth, palms down.

Debbie removed her hand, kissed me and promised to make a rain check on this (darn it) She reminded me that we had to get to bed.

A few days later we were at work and we had a major setback when the power went off. The company decided to let us stay and get paid rather than send us home. Cool we thought.

They sent us out into the cafeteria. Debbie and I were around a group of ten people or so. While I don't remember the exact p oint of the conversation, I do remember coming up with a phrase "Indefinitely." And I would say this offer and offer. Sort of like a fad word. No real reason for it and I kept repeating this over and over.

At first everyone thought this was cute, but it was getting old. I looked at Debbie and asked her if she wanted me to sing to her. She acknowledged NO!

Well the conversation went on so I kept saying "Indefinitely." Soon I was about to say it one more time and as I started Indef...it turned out to me mmmmpppphhhh as Debbies sweet little hand went over my mouth in Debbie's style, palm facing my mouth.

Then Debbie proceeded to talk to the group like nothing was going on. But..kept checking on me from the corner o f her eye checking to see if and when I would raise my hand to attempt to remove her hand from my mouth.

After several minutes and Debbie still holding her hand over my mouth, I proceeded or attempted to reach for her hand.

"Oh no you don't Debbie shouted and she pulled my hand down and pressed on it.

I started to raise my other arm and now I felt another hand grabbing this arm. It was Debbie's friend Laurie.

"This is a double oh no you don't. Laurie then used her other arm to put over Debbi's arm further clamping my arms down so I was effectively and completed retrained.

"I'm glad you did that. If you didn't I was about to." When I looked to see whow as speaking I noticed it was an elderly and rather unattractive lady. Sure glad Debbie got to me before she did!

I tried to say c'mon but with her handgag so firmly on me all that came out was cmmpphon.

Debbie looked up at the people and asked:

Should I take my hand off his mouth?"

Like a chorus they all shouted "NO" in unison.

I was shocked. I thought they liked me and I thought I was being cool. Actually my hormones were running a little overboard and I was getting a lot of people shall we say, upset.

AT FIRST MY "Indefinitely" was cute. But it had gotten old fast.

Debbie, Laurie and the others proceeded to converse as though nothing unusual was going on while I stayed there totally restrained and silenced. It was like being bound and gagged only without ropes, duct tape, ballgags, or anything.

Several people walked by and Debbie motioined them to come over. Here ask him a question.

They looked puzzled and didn't know what the gag (pun intended) and asked me a question. Of course all I could get out was a mmmmppphhh.

Debbie went on to tell them that I was bad and was being punished. They just laughed and went on.

Suddenly I felt it happening again and I tried to get Debbie's attention. Mmmmmpppphhhhh. I blurted out.

"Whad ya say mush mouth? "I can't understand you" Euniate your words." Take your time" "Do you need a speech class?"

Debbie was having a lot of fun at my expence and everyone was laughing while I was totally helpless and totally restrained.
 

MMMMPPPHHHHHHHH. I tried in vain again.

"What's the matter with your voice? "Were you to the Dentist?" "Is Your mouth numb (it was, but not because of any dentist!)

Mmmmmmmpppphhhhhhhh. It was happening again. I was getting a huge erection and felt like I was ready to pop at anytime. At this point I had been handgagged for over 1/2 an hour.

Mmmmmmppphhhhhh. I tried again. Debbie just ignored me and continued her conversation with her friends while they all looked at me and laughed.
 

MMMMMPPPPHHHHHHDEEEEBBBPPPGGGHHHHPPPLLLLEASPPPHHEEEAASEEE!

Debbie looked over at me and said "Are you gagged? Can't you talk with my hand over your mouth? Don't you get it, we don
t want you talking."
 

MMMPPPHHHHHHHH!

"Hey, you mumbling again? If you want me to do something you have to speak clearly"

This was followed by huge laughter.

Pretty soon another girl named Jeanie came over and asked if she could relieve Debby.

"Sure, why not my hand is getting tired anyway." Her hand was getting tired? How about my mouth and my arms and wrists which were numb. Like they fallen asleep.

Debbie removed her hand and Jeanie immediately placed her palm across my mouth exactly like Debby did. She looked at me and smiled. Jeanie also had to interject her comments:

"You know guys should be seen and not heard"

I looked over at Debby and again went
 

MMMMPPPPHHHHHH.

Debby just said. Be quiet or we may keep you like this indefintely!

Again much laughter.

At this point I had been handgagged for over an hour.

Laurie mentioned that she was getting tired so two new girls came over, one to replace Laurie and the other to replace Jeanie whose job right now was sole to keep her hand over my mouth.

Jeanie looked over at Debbie and said;

"I think he wants to say something. Let's let him talk."

Jeanie removed her hand for a split second at which point Debbie jumped back on and again firmly placed her palm over my mouth.

Now we were 1 1/2 hrs. into this.

MMMMPPPHHHHHHH.

"Oh you want to say something." Asked Debbie.

I nodded Yes.

Debbie removed her hand. I wiggled my jaw and moved my tongue over my lips to moisten them. I was dry and my mouth was numb.

Just as I was ready to speak, I feel not one but two hands from behind going over my mouth. It was Laurie. She had planted a double handgag on me.
 

MMMMPPPHHHHHHHH! I pleaded.

Fat chance.

Okay let him talk said Debby.

Laurie removed both of her hands. I again roled my jaw, moistened my lips and this time Debbie placed her palm over my mouth again. That soft, sweet perfume hand and she held it so her hand touched my nose. That did it! I exploded and everybody around me knew it by my expression and sigh of ahhhh which they could barely hear.

Debbie then proceeded to drill me with questions:

"Why didn't you tell me this was happening to you? Can't you speak up for yourself. Can't you talk through a girls hand? Does a hand over your mouth silence you that much. Why couldn't you break loose, we are only girls?

I tried in vain to break loose but by this point my hands had no feelings in them and Debby still had her hand over my mouth.

The time was now 2 hours!

At this point our boss, a big guy named Chuck came by to see how eveything was going. Jeanie said, "Better cut him loose, don;t let Chuck see this."

Great at last I would be free. FAT CHANCE.

Debbie had everybody get in front of us so Chuck couldn't see me. She was standing now, but stillholding her hand o ver my mouth while the two girls were holding my hands which really wasn't necessary due to numbness. Nor was the hnadgag for the same reason. I couldn't have said a word even if Debbie had removed her hand.

Chuck asked if everything was okay and noticing that I wasn't around, asked Debbie where I WAS SINCE HE KNEW WE WERE INSEPERABLE.

Debbie laughing said:

"He's tied up right now Chuck!" Yeah real funny.

Meanwhile I sat there totally retrained and helpless. Chuck signalled okay and walked away.

Debbie came back doen looked at me in the eye and said.

"This could last indefinitely you know." Much laughter. "Do you want to sing to me? "C'mom speak, speak."
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue or does a girl have your mouth covered."

I tried to speak but now even the mmmmpphhhs were getting weaker and weaker.

What's in your mouth or is that over your mouth?" Much laughter again.

Mmmpph.

"You trying to eat and talk at the same time. Debbie then mimicked me going mmmmppphhhhh, blub, blub, blub, blub.

mmph.

At this point I was totally wasted. And I felt totally humiliated as well.
 
 
 

TO BE CONTINUED.

When I left off I was still tied, blindfolded and getting the best blow job of my life. I had been licked and massaged all over with oil. I felt gentle little fingers sensually going over my entire body.

After the best blow job of my life I thought that was it. Nope. There was more.

I was in ecstasy! I never felt anything like that before. Not so long anyway. Pretty soon I heard a female voice yell Hey Louie, that was the appetizer, are you ready for the main course?

WOW! That was just the appetizer? Holy orgasm Batman. What in the world did she have in mind?

Soon I felt soft sensual lips on mine making out and getting me more and more aroused. I felt what appeared to be a paper towel wiping the cum off that I had just shot out followed by licking all around my penis. Erection time again.

We made out for what seemed like forever, almost non stop. Soon I got off again. This time I felt tender lips licking the substance I just shot out all over my penis. Having just came, I was extremely sensitive and this was stimulating me to the point that I was shaking. It was like being electrocuted and I could nothing to stop this as I was still securely restrained.

Of course I didn't really want it to stop either. It felt sooooo good.

Thinking that now it was over that sexy voice came out again and said, "Are you ready for more Louie?"

More?

The making out started once again but something seemed different. I smelled two different types of perfume and now I heard two different voices.

Obe obviously was making out with me while the other was licking my penis. Now I was feeling the gentle massaging on my chest again while simultaneously 2 hands massaging my inner thighs and up to my balls while the sucking continued.

Just before I was ready to get off, one of the two jumped on me and started fucking me like crazy. Having already gone twice I didn't know how much more I had in me, obviously enough to get this gal off and me again as well.

Still not done the sucking and licking stated again and the gentle fingering of my balls and then into my inner thighs then up my groin while there were two hands switching from fingering my chest and face, making out switched with a hand over the mouth now and then.

I was still blindfolded so I had no idea who other than "Reds" was there, but I really didn't care. I was enjoying this far too much to complain.

Soon I heard the other voice again and this time she was saying that she never say anything like this before. I come and come and come again and my erection never goes down.

"It's that new herbal product I'm taking. Coupled with present company. Reds, who else is in here?"

Quickly I felt another hand over my mouth with Reds saying you ask too many questions. I also heard slight mmmmppphhhs which led me to believe that the other lady also had a hand over the mouth too.

"Don't tell him anything. It will spoil the fun."

I sort of recognized the voice but wasn't sure who it was.
Now, Reds had removed her hand from my mouth and again I felt those sexy lips which were unmistakedly Reds. And once again, I felt a mouth on my cock and lips around it and all over. We were going for another time. This was going so great that I forget that I was still tied and didn't mind the cramping that I would only realize later.

Here we go again I thought.

So please don't keep us in suspense, BB. Give us the rest of the story!! I promise you a fair and honest critique here if you do. How about it? 

For you, Big Boner, and for other interested readers, I have two series going at our sister site, www.restrainedtastes.com. Look it up on the web, and go to the section Tied and True Tales. I have a handgag series about a girlfriend and student of mine named Lisa that is a true story, and another handgag series about Lisa that is fictional. Both series are experiencing unprecedented popularity and generating much e-mail. The readers are screaming for more on both series. The true one is called "Lisa: A Handy Girl To Have Around," and the fictional one is called "Lisa the Hand." If you love good erotic F/m handgag stories, you gotta check out both series, each with many more chapters to come!

Girls love handgagging men, and we men love their sweet pretty hands over our mouths. It's a power and control thing for the women to be able to shut us up and keep us that way. E-mail me if you wish, Big Boner, but PLEASE give us the rest of the story. It was fantastic, and I loved it! Superb job! I've never seen better--and I write this stuff for a living!! So please know that an erotic bondage writer loves what you came up with. 

WHAT was unique was that both had bondage scenes back to back on a Friday and both with knockout dames.

The Sci Fi show was like a space 1999 show and the DID also played on the new Mission Impossible show with Peter Graves which also had a short run.

In the Sci Fi show, the DID is tied to a chair and detective gagged while some sort of gizmo is attached to her head. She is drugged and hallucionating. The evil doer is tapping into her mind. Somewhat like Total Recall. This got me aroused.

In the next show which followed another cutie who appeared in a lot of bondage scenes in the 80's and early 90's plays a detective sort of like Pamela Sue Anderson's failed show. It was a tv show inside of a tv show.

This DID who is actually Pesci's secretary get's tied to a chair and detective gagged. In the "tv show" a bomb is also about to go off but Pesci's secretary is assured that it is a fake bomb by the stunt men and producer. It also seems that Pesci's gal in the Pesci tv show is being stalked.

To add to the excitement, a guy who is supposed to be a stuntman comes in ostensibly to remove Pesci's gal and replace her with a dummy. He talks to her pretends to remove the gag only to tighten it up and then he tells her that he is the stalker and the so called fake bomb is a real bomb.

I was excited by the Sci Fi show but now was super excited. I looked over at my wife and asked her if she wanted to play around and rolled my eyebrows up.

"What do you have in mind honey."

Well, we haven't done any bondage in a long time and now I am in the mood. How about you? I asked.

She nodded and I said the heck with the rest of the tv show, I am ready to go right now. She looked down and saw my erection which practically tore through my pants.

"Let's do some acting. That last show really turned me on. How about if you play Pesci's secretary and I'll be the stalked? Let's make this fun."

She was all for it.

I went out into the garage, grabbed some rope, rags, and bandana's. I also pulled out a old wooded chair and a old radio that I would pretend to be a bomb.

I tied my honey to a chair, detective style. Hands behind her back. Interwound between her arms, around her shoulders, chest, over her legs and around her ankles.

Then I put the gag on loosely at first just like in the show so she could talk just like in the tv show. Then I played the part where I come in as the bad guy, pretend to take off the gag and tighten it. She mmmppphhhed and made a sound that sounded like mmmmpphhhhoooonepphhhh. Yep, it was secure.

She played her part real well too. Mmmmppphhhhing and shaking in the chair. Then I come back in as a good guy and let her know that she'll be allright. I untie her bonds fastening her to the chair, leave her tied and gagged and carry her off to the bedroom.

The rest is rated R or Triple XXX.

Thank youf or your kind remarks about my story. Coming from someone like you it me ans a lot. I really am not a storyteller, I am not a good writer, as you can probably tell, I don't even spell well---I was just relating that story as I remembered it.

Debbie was something... lucky me.

I just got off work and will attempt to continue the story. Your feedback is welcome.

BB

When I left off witht he first part of this story I had been handgagged steadily for over 2 hours by three different girls. I got so stimulated by all this that I shot a wad. I was embarrassed, stimulated, feeling numb and helpless.

Debbie started sniffing and smelled the unmistakable smell of fresh cum. So did the others includingt he old bag who yelled out that I was disgusting.

I wanted to tell her that I was the innocent victim her, but Debbie still had her hand tightly over my mouth so I couldn't speak a word.

At th is time, even my mmmpphhs were getting fainter and fainter and turning out to me mmph...mph..mm and so on. I was drained.

I suppose it was a combination of being ambarrassed in front of my peers, being held helpless by some girls, the stimulation and getting off that rendered me in this helpless condidtion.

Laurie came over and told Debbie that perhaps she should let me loose. After all, I had been restrained for over 2 hours, was probably thirsty and people were getting annoyed by that smell. She felt that I should go clean myself off. And I agreed.

Finally Debbie released her hand from covering my mouth and asked me if I wanted a drink of water.

I tried to say yes but all that came out were weak, speaky like tones and I was slurring my words badly. I was released but still helpless!

One girl yelled out:

"He sounds like Daffy Duck!" Much laughter

And everyone started making duck sounds.

Debbie noticeably felt bad but was also laughing at this too. She grabbed me a glass of water and asked me to take a drink.

I was soon to discover that I couldn't even hold the glass my hands were so numb. I tried to grab it with two hands, still no luck. I almost spilled the glass butu Debbie grabbet it in time.

Debbie then offered to help me by holding the glass for me and allowing me to sip. Unfortunately my mouth and lips were so numb that the water spilled all over my shirt.

"Everyone was enjoying this and making wise cracks. He looks and sounds like he has been drinking. Way to go Debbie!" shouted one chick.

At this point Debbie was starrting to show concern and a bit of sympaty. She told me she had no idea that what she did would have this sort of effect on me.

A guy named Eric came out over and walked me to the bathroom. First thing I did was run hot water over m y hands to try to get the circulation going. That done I started rubbing hot water over my mouth and lips. I felt like I had been to the dentist and had shots of novacaine on both sides of my mouth.

Eric told me that my lips were literally hanging.

Slowly my speech started to return to normal. I was still dry and needed to drink something and allof the numbness still wasn't gone. 

As I walked out back to the cafeteria I was greeted with some laughter but now some of the people actually felt sorry for me.

Later that evening Debbie and I went out with Laurie and her boyfriend Doug. The news was out and Doug, who wasn't there started to ride me about what had happened.

Debbie was in the front seat with me. I was driving while Doug and Laurie were in the back seat. I saw Laurie nudge Doug in a leave it alone sort of way.

Doug persisted though and told me that Laurie was always hangagging him as well.

I told him that I had experienced a handgag from Laurie as well as Debbie and Jeanie but asked him if he was ever held that way non stop for two hours!

He said of course not. Sometimes several minutes. Doug also said he never got off just by a handgag either.

I told him he never experienced a handgag like Debbie's. I then asked Debbie where she learned to do that. She had a unique way of cupping her hand and then placing her hand over your mouth always from the front with her thumb down and then pressing. It was airtight and effective.

Debbie told us that she had three younger brothers and a little sister and that keeping them quiet was all too often necessary so she got lot's of practice. I didn't argue.

Doug then hinted that he wanted to see Debbie's technique.

I shouted " You have to be kidd...mmmmpppphhhh." The famous Debbie handgag was back on.

I looked in my nearview mirror and saw Doug smiling. He was really enjoying this.

"Yeah, it is really effective. Who do you think is going to win the world series?" He asked me.

Mmmmmmpppphhh.

"AND the SUPER BOWL?"

Mmmmppphhhhhh.

"How about the NBA Finals?"

MMMMMPPPPHHH.

Doug was having fun at my expence. I couldn't help but notice that Laurie had a smile on her face as well.

I grabbed Debbies hand and pulled it off and told her that I wasn't ready for this especially while I was driving. 'LATER, you can have me!"

We stopped at a restaurant. Trying to be creative, I sat to Debbies right. She always uses her left hand to handgag me and I figured I would be safe and get through the meal with a handgag. Or so I thought.

We placed our order. I had Salmon. Debbie ordered chicken while Laurie and Doug both ordered steak.

The conversation was on anything but hnadgagging and what had happened at work untill Doug brought it up again.

"I like your style Debbie. Can you show me your technique again?"

I just smiled and said, "Won't work, Debbie is left handed and I am sitting on her right. I am going to sit this way next to you indefinitely!"
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppphhhh. I soon found out that Debbie was as good with her right as she was with her left hand. Debbie went on to tell us that she would sometimes handgag 2 of her brothers simulteaously and was just as good with either hand.

People were starting to look at us and I was feeling embarassed so I pulled Debbie's hand away and told her to cool it in public.

Then I started on allof these wise cracks she had made to me at work while I was effectively restrained and handgagged. The "mushmouth" and allof that stuff.

Debbie told me that was just part of the game. It's a power game. It's rare that a girl can overtake a man and she was savoring the moment. Nothing personal.

"You sure enjoyed it!" I retorted.

Debbie then went on to tell me that it was a turnon to her to see me that way and that she had more things planned for me, although it would be in private.

I dropped my fork. "Private? More things?"

She then gently put her hand over my mouth again and told me not to worry. She had promised me at her Mom's house that I would get a raincheck after seeing how my penis had gotten so huge merely by her touch.

Dough then chimed in that perhaps we could do a double with him and Laurie joining us. He had read about some games in a bondage book that he wanted to try that involved couples.

"Do you and Laurie practice bondage regularly?" I asked.

"Not as much as we'd like to. But neither of us have ever done it with partners."

I looked at Debbie and asked her how she felt about bondage. Obviously she was great at handgags and I should hav realized by the way they restrained me that she was into bondage as well.

"I love it! Been a while since I've tied a man up real good
that is why I do the handgagging thing so much."

I started to speak only to be stopped dead by Debbie's right palm.

"Let me finish. If you have never been tied up and treated by a beatiful lady, you are in for a real treat. You think your dick get's hard from this, my hand over your mouth? Wait untill you see what happens when you get the full treatment."

Debbie then reach down with her other hand and touched my penis. It is rising again.

"See I told you. I know what I'm talking about."

She then looked over at Doug and told him that she wanted me alone first and then we could go a couples thing.

Lauries agreed.

I pulled Debbies hand away again as I waitress coming over with our appetizers and whispered to Debbie to at least wait untill later. I wanted to eat and was already getting excited.

Debbie nodded in agreement.

Well we were able to finish our meal without anymore handgags and proceeded to leave and were headed for a movie. Meanwhile inmy mind I was both wondering what Debbie had in store for me and what I could do to her. Yes, I wanted some revenge for her making me look like such a helpless stooge at work.

Next day we were at work. The power had been restored and people were still giving me the looks and making wise cracks. 

"Hey guy, how's your mouth?" "Can you drink water without giving yourself a bath in the process?"

Yeah, ha-ha-ha.

I'm glad they found all of this amusing.

I was just getting ready to tell these guys what I thought when oout of nowhere I feel a hand from behind me covering my mouth. I turn around and it was Jeanie.

"Trying to keep in practice. How's your mouth?" Then she removed her hand.

You guys all had a good time at my expence didn;t you?" I was turning red in anger, not embarrassment.

"Hey, it was all in fun. No body got hurt. Nothing permanent."

I retorted, "Easy for you to say. I was the one who had to sit there for two hours and I was the one who was numb for quite some time later."

Jeanie came back with, "But you got off and on company time to boot. Not many people that I know of can claim that!"

She had a point.

"It was all in fun. Lighten up already." then Jeanie walked off.

Later that night I was at Debbies house we had gone out and whn we came home, much to our surprise nobody was home. The whole house to ouorelves? Debbie found a note that her mom had taken everybody to her sisters and would not be home untill the next day. What's more this was a Friday night. That mean't no work and no school tomorrow.

PARTY TIME!

I reminded Debbie about that rain check. She looked at me an said she wasn't sure if she was ready for that yet.

After what you did to me, don't you think I've earned it?

"Why don't we see what is on tv first. I have some videos that we can watch too. Let me get you a drink and I'll be right back."

When Debbie came back she placed the drink on the side table, sat on my lap and then put her hand over my mouth.

I didn't see the point as nobody was home and I wasn't even saying anything. She pulled h er hand away briefly and I asked her why she did that.

"Because I felt like it." was her reply.

You're really into this hand gagging stuff. Isn't that what you call it?"

"What else would you call it? Once this hand goes over your mouth, your gagged! There is no getting out of it."

Then she quickly put her palm back over my mouth again.

I had been think of some tricks to use on Debbie since the last time. I wiggled by tongue around and started to speak, more audibly. It had broken Debbies grip. No one had ever done this to her before.

Now my hands were free, buut I wanted to try to control Debbie. Control thatw as the word she used and I wanted to control her.

It worked briefly but Debbie just readjusted her hand cupping it as she learned how to and now I was gagged again.

I tried wiggling my mouth and my tongue but Debbie had caught on. Everytime I spoke and could do so clearly she would just readjust her grip. So finally I pulled her hand down.

"Debbie frantically said. Oh that hand. I'm going to have to do something about that."

She left the room and came back holding something behind her back.

"Now what?" I thought.

She sat by me and again and told me to take a drink if I felt I needed to.

"Why, I can drink anytime right?

Wrong! was the reply. I have something in mind for you.

So I took a drink. Debbie then started making out with me rubbing my shoulders and slowly moving my hands behind my back. Like her handgag, I was at her mercy and felt unable to do anything but comply.

Soon I felt something going around my hands. I was to find out that it was a white cord from an old curtain that was in Debbie Mom's house. Then I felt a tight pull and Debbie said, there. Hows that feel?

She had tied me up. I tried to move my hands were securely tied. I wasn't going anywhere.

You asked for a raincheck. Here it comes.

First thing she does is sit back on my lap and again applies her thumbs down handgag. 

"Okay talk big guy. What do you have to say now?"

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppphhhh. Blub, blub, blub.
 

"What did you say mushmouth? I couldn't understand you?"

"Oh no I thought to myself here we go again!"

"C'mom say something, What is that that you said? Oh blub, blub, blub, blub, blub. What language is that? Pig latin?"

Realizing the futility of trying to speak and my efforts to manipulate Debbie had failed, I decided not to say anything.

WRONG MOVE.

Debbie grabbed me by my dick and squeezed. I mmmmppped.

"Hey I have never seen this guy yet. Let me take him out to play."

Debbie opened my zipper, unbuckled my belt and pulled my dick out.

"WOW! What have we got here? Do I do this to you? C'mon say something." And then she squeezed me hard again.

I tried to say how do you expect me to talk to you with your hand over my mouth but all that came out was mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhh. She had a tight grip and her cupped hand was airtight.

With her free hand Debbie started stroking my penis. It was already erect and I was ready to shoot and she knew it.

"Not yet!" She stopped stroking me just as I was ready to let loose.

She took her hand away and told me to take a drink.

"I don't want a repeat of the other day. How is your mouth, no getting num is it? I know something else that isn't numb."

Debbie giggled as she tapped my penis.

After getting a drink I told her that I wasn't getting numb and I appreciated the breaks in between as it also alowed me to breathe.

Break was over and soon Debbies left had was clamped over my mouth again and she just stared at me.

"I love the look of a helpless man. Debbie must have been getting tired. She took her left hand away and this time sat beside me reaching around my head put her hand over my mouth, thumbs up and then quickly put her other hand over her first hand.

"Try to talk now." Blub-blub-blub was all that came out. She had a grip on me like a vice and with my hands tied behind my back I was totally helpless.

TO BE CONTINUED 

So as I sat on the couch, by hands tied behind me with a white cord and Debby now sitting next to be with a double handgag I was beginning to see what this was all about.

It was domination. Debby had used a word--control and I didn't catch it at first. But now I did. It wasn't chains and whips, but it was domination all the same.

After about 20 minutes of this, Debby moved back onto my lap releasing the hand gag temporarily only to place left left palm on my mouth, thumbs up---Debbies signature handgag.

Then she started telling me how much she liked me. You're a nice guy. I appreciate all of those things you said about me.

At this point, I wasn't even trying to speak. What's the use right?

Wrong! Not by Debbies standards anyway. She grabbed my balls with her left hand, squeezed and then demanded that I pay attention to her when she speaks and she demanded a response. 

"What do you think about that?"

Mmmmmmmppphhhh.

"Is that all you can say is mmmmppphhhh, blub, blub, blub. Did you go to the dentist again? Did he shoot novacaine in your mouth? Is that why you can't talk?"
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppphhhhhhh.
 

"You're mumbling again! Do I bore you that much? I thought I would have you excited by now? You sound like a retard the way you talk."

MMMMMMMMMPPPHHHHHHHHH!

"Oh this is rediculous. Why can't you talk plain? Did you bite your tongue? Do you have a tongue?"
 

MMMMMMMPHHHHHHH.
 

"Mmmmmmmppphhhhhh, blub, blub, blub, blub." This is getting old." said my dominant Debby.

20 minutes more and Debbie was getting ansy. She moved to my other side and now after removing her left hand quickly clamped her right hand, thumbs up on my mouth.
 

"You're not getting numb again are you."
 

I said yes under her hand but all that came out was mmmmpppph.

"Okay, as long as you are not getting numb I can keep this up for awhile, actually a long while.

I MMMMMMPPPPHHHED even louder and tried to communicate with my eyes that I was getting numb and dry again.

"Oh, you enjoy this. Good because I was going to take my hand away for awhile and give you something to drink buut as long as you don't mind, I don't either."
 

MMMMMPPPHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"Okay, I know you like it. You don't have to continue to tell me that."

What a ball buster Debbie was.
 

Next Debby said she was getting dry and needed a drink. Oh cool, she'll get up to get a drink and that will give me a break.

Fat chance. Debby just grabbed my drink and drank it right down.

"Hate to see it go to waste. As long as you are not thirsty (I was drenched!!!) I may as well enjoy it."

The phone which is on the side table next to my now empty drink rings and Debby says she has to answer it. While keeping her hand over my mouth she has me stand up and move close to the phone. Then she sits me down in the love seat, removes her hand but quickly re-handgags me with her other hand this time with an around the head thumbs up grip and answers the phone.

It's her Mom and Debby quickly tells her that all is well. I start to mmmmpppphhhh and Debbies Mom picks up on the sound and asks what is that. Debby merely responds by saying she has the tv on and then tightens her grip on my mouth.

Now we were an hour into this, non stop.
 

Debby says good bye to her Mom. Stands me up and moves me back over to the couch where she once again sits on my lap, takes her right hand off my mouth sits me down, sits on my lap and quickly places her left hand, thumbs down across my mouth.

Debby then looks down at my penis. It was still erect and in fact ready to shoot a load. As usual Debby's soft hands and tactics were stimulating me.

So with her left hand over my mouth, Debby begins to stroke my penis again like before with her right hand. 

"Getting close are we? DEBBY asked.

I nodded Yes.

Debby then grabbed my penis and squeezed.

"I don't accept nods, I only want an answer. I said are we getting close?"
 

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPP, MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPHHHHH, MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHHHH, BLUB, BLUB, BLUB.

"Oh there is that pig latin again. We need to get you a speech coach. Who do think will win the World series?"

I hesitated for a second and then felt Debby starting to squeeze so blurted out MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
"Oh yes, I think they are a winning team too. That is I would think they were a good team if I could understand you. Why do you mumble so much?"

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHHHHH, BLUB, BLUB,BLUB
 

"Mmmmmpppphhh, blub, blub, blub.Is that all you can say?"
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Okay lets try something else, who do you think will win the Super Bowl?"

I was getting tired of this and Debby knew it but I felt her hand starting to squeeze.
 
 
 
 
 

MMMMMMMMMMDAPPPPPWILLPPPPPPPPWINPPPPPPTHEPPPHHHHHSUPHHHHERPPPPPBOWLHHHHHHHHH.

"I never heard of that team!"

Debby went back to stroking me again. I started to squirm and Debby knew I was close, so she stopped.

"Oh, my nose itches I have to stop for a second."

I'm thinking this is rediculous. I was supposed to get a reward, some reward.

"OKAY! I'm back." and Debbie starting stroking me again. And then stopped just short of a climax again.

"This is for kids. You need some adult treatment."

Now what I thought?

Debby had me stand up and turned me around releasing her hand and now going back to a hands behind the head thumbs up handgag. Her hand came away only to put a washrag in my mouth. From handgags to cloth gags. Then I heard a ripping noise and felt a piece of duct tape going over my mouth.

"I need my hands free for this."

Debby shoved me back into the couch and knelt down in front of my. She then started licking and sucking my penis.

Then she looked up at me held her hands out said look not hands and asked me how I felt.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

"What I don't even have my hand over your mouth anymore and you still can't talk plain? What is your problem?"

What a ballbuster!

"Oh is it that washrag inside your mouth? Or is it that tape that is over your mouth?"

"What's wrong with your arms, all that is holding you is a old curtain cord. Are you a wimp or what?"

Meanwhile, I thought I was ready to come and wanted to I was almost there but everytime I reach that point she stops.

"I thought I'm the one with the pussy but now I think that your the pussy. Wow one pussy being whipped by another pussy."

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBLUB, BLUB, BLUB, BLUB, BLUB
 

Okay, you want me to finish then you have to say at least one thing that I can undersand. Just one thing. How hard is that?"
 

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
 

"What the hell are you saying? If I heard you correct you said MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. What the hell does that mean?"
 

It was now about 1 1/2 since I was able to speak.

Debby smiled and said "Okay, I'll give you a break this time."

She then gave me one incredible BJ.

But she wasn't done teasing. Surely I though that now she would release me. My hands were getting numb from the cord and my mouth was definitely numb again and I was thirsty.

Debby took the tape off my mouth and pulled out the washrag but before I could speak planted her famous left hand over my mouth again.

"Oh no, not yet! I have to go to the bathroom and you can wait for me."

Debbie then helped me get up and walked me up the stairs where her bathroom was still holding her hand over my mouth.

She put me in what was called the powder room, took her hand off my mouth for a second then grabbed a bandanna and put that over my mouth.

She asked me how I was doing.

Mmmmmmmmokhhayhh. I could actually partially say something.

"That was too clear. You have a big mouth and I have to shut it."

So she grabs another bandana and puts that over the first one and then asks me to speak.

Trying to outsmart her, I mmmmpppped in a low tone.

"I'm not falling for that. Do you think this is the first time I have ever done this?"

Then she grabs yet another bandana and places that one over the first two and this time really pulls it tight.

I tried to mmmmppped in pain and this time I was not holding anything back. I was gagged real good.

Debby went into the bathroom, did her thing and comes oout about ten minutes later.

"Okay, I'm almost ready to cut you loose. You must be thirsty by now and I imagine you are getting a little numb. All you have to do is one thing okay."

I mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppppppedd and nodded yes.

Debby said all you have to do is recite the Star Spnagled Banner and do it in such a way that I can clearly understand every word.

I nodded okay figuring she was going to take the gag off.

Debby said "OKAY WHAT? I'm waiting!"

What like this? Is she crazy? 
 
 
 
 

So Debbie had me in powder room. Hands tied and effectively, very effectively gagged. She was now teasing me saying the only way I would get loose would be if I could recite The Star Spangled Banner--clearly. With a gag like this on? Who was she kidding!

I had an idea. I couldn't speak but I could hummm. I realized that you humm through your nose, not your mouth so I started humming the Star Spangled Banner hoping that would satisfy my captor.

Debbie just looked at me and smiled. Good thinking. You can humm clearly and I can make out every tune. Unless..

Unless what I thought.

Debbie grabbed my nose and started to squeeze it tight. 

"Now let's hear you humm that tune."

Of course I couldn't but now a new fear emerged. I was hoping that Debby would realize that with mouth and nose both clamped shut, it would only be a matter of time before I would lose all oxygen.

I wiggled my hands, by they were tied way too tight. I wondered where Debby learned to tie like this.

Debby let go of my nose and I started taking deep breathes. She then said that she would untie me as I had suffered enough.

She kept her word and started to untie my hands.

"Gag comes off last."

Now my hands were free. Numb, but free. I started to reach up to remove the gag but Debby beat me to the punch.

"That's my job. Hands off."

She sure took her time but soon I was ungagged.

Debby showed me the upstairs. She showed me her Mom's room and her brothers rooms. Wasn't an extravagant house, but was nice.

While we were in her brothers room, I noticed a couple of neck ties that were laying around. When Debby wasn't looking, I grabbed them and stuffed them in my pocket.

Debby also showed me her room but didn't let me stay long. As we started to walk out I asked her if this was where it all happens.

She asked "When what all happens?"

"You know. When your Mom is away is this where Debby plays?"

"You still want it after already getting off?"

"Of course, but back to the question, is this where it all happens?"

"Sometimes. When I am with the right guy and when I am in the mood."

"And when your Mom isn't around too right?"

"Of course."

I then told Debby that I was drenched againa nd needed a drink. Since she downed the one that was intended for me. And we went downstairs.

I went into the parlor while Debby when to the kitchen and poured me a drink. She also brought herself one as well.

We sat down to watch a little tv and I figured that Debby was done handgagging me....but my mind was swimming with ideas on what I would do to her.

When Debby came back over to sit on the couch next to me I soon got into my favorite position which was lying with my head on her lap.

I looked up at Debbie and started as I did before. Telling her how great she looked from down here. I also told her how lucky I was to have a great gal like her. And although I was new to this bondage stuff and hangagging, I found it quite stimulating.

Then I went back to talk about my favorite subject her two big boobs.

Debbie was sort of like a brunette version of Diane Lane only bigger boned and much bigger in the breast dept. (although Diane Lane's breast looks awesome as well) Debbie had that same little plug nose as Lane and similiar facial features...and Debbie had these two huge breasts.

I started to ask Debbie what bra size she wears, triple d or what? I ended with God Bless You. As I continued, you guessed it, the famous Debby handgag was planted over my mouth and firm.

In a muffled tone I said "I can do that too." Which was more like mmmffccandophhhattoo. And I planted a Debby-like handgag on Debby.

So now we were both handgagged. Because my head was laying over her lap I was able to loosen Debby's grip and she let go. She grabbed my wrist and tried to pull my hand down.

"Nothing doing! Time for you to get the treatment." 

Debbie started mmmmppphhhing.

"What did you say? Sorry I can't understand you. Were you to the dentist today? You saound like a dental patient with their mouth packed with gauze and that dental straw in your mouth. Let's play dentist okay. Pretend I HAVE A DRILL. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

I was enjoying this.

Debby tried to communicate buut all t hat came out was mmmmppppphhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, blub, blub, blub and so on.
 

"What did you say? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppphhhhhhhhh. blub, blub, blub, blub. What are you trying to say?"

She tried to pull at my hand again but I pressed even harder. My hand wasn't going anywhere..

I heard Debbie sigh and put her arm down in frustration.

"So this is all about control eh? I am beginning to like this, having you under control. What do you call this, a handgag? That means my hand has you gagged."

Debbie was a good sport though and played along. She started talking in riddles and even started saying Jack and Jill went up the Hill. I had loosened my grip.

She told me she still talk. "Miiiccpppsthhtalhhhhhhkk."

So I pressed harder.

"Let's her you talk now."

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"Don't mumble. What's the matter, does a guy have his hand over your mouth? You can't talk? Do you need a speech class?"

Debbie smiled at me with her eyes. I knew that she was not only a good sport but enjoying this and getting turned on by it just as I did. And seeing the beautiful Debbie handgagged and speechless was turning me on again too.

"So tellme DEBBIE, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
 

Blub, blub, blub, blub.

"Oh you want to be a blub, blub, blub, blub, blub. That sounds interesting. Do you have to go to school for that?"

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppppggggghhhhhh

Then Debby went back into rambling. She obviously was enjoying her muffled voice via my handgag.

"What are you wearing to work on Monday?"
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmeooowwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

Debby was now starting to sound like a cat.

"What did you say?" as I removed my hand but kept it a few inches away.

"I said that I would be wearing......mmmmppphhhh."

I put the handgag back on.

She just rolled her eyes.

"I learned well from you. Do you know how beautiful you are when You can't talk?"

She didn't like that one at first but them smiled with her eyes.

"Girls should be seen and not heard. I may keep you this way INDEFINITELY."

Debby started to raise her arm to handgag me but I blocked it. I wanted and had complete control.

"Control, domination. Isn't that what this is all about Debby. How do you like the one being controlled?"

Blub, blub, blub, blub.

"Well I love it."

Next, I reomved my hand and started making out with her but as soon as I stopped making out I would quickly handgag her again. I kept her mouth covered constantly.

Then I started making out with her again. She put her arms around me and I gave her a big hug. Now I was remembering the ties that were in my pocket which I had placed on the couch under the pillow when Debby was getting my drink.

I was looking forward to tying Debby up.
 
 

To Be Continued.

This was an episode were Linda Evans gets kidnapped and is bound and gagged and kept in an attic.

I got so turned on that I tied and gagged my girlfriend (who is also a blonde) and fucked her all nite long.

Thank you soap network!

If there are any Debbie's or Lisa The Hand's out there who would like to handgag a man, again, I'm available.

Email me

James Bondage

AS I mentioned in my last installment, I had finally turned the tables on Debbie. Having been handgagged one time too many, tied and gagged a couple of times, I felt it was time to return the favor.

There we were at Debby's Mom's house..and all alone. Debbie's Mom had taken the family away. It was a Friday nite with at least all day Saturday to blow. No work--no school--no Debby's Mom---no little brothers---no little sister.

As I sat on the couch with my head on Debby's lap and having been handgagged yet one more time by Debbie I firmly
reached up with my thumbs down and planted a firm handgag on Debbie.

"I can do that too." I mumbled under Debby's firm hand. Actually sounded more like

"Mfehhccaphhhdophhhthaphhhtoophhhhhh.

Debby's eyes bulged. She didn't think I had the guts to do this to her.

She reached to pull my hand down, but, no way, I pressed harder against her pretty mouth.
 

"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I wiggled my head and combined with the astonishment of my handgag on Debbie, she released her hand from my mouth.

"How's it feel to be on the other side of a handgag."
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She pulled again at my hand this time even harder. And I responded by pressing even harder on her mouth.

"My hand is like a vice. It's not going anywhere, okay mushmouth?"

Debbie looked at me with her big eyes staring incredously.

"Whatch you got to say now. C'mom let me hear ya talk. When you have me like this you are a real motor mouth. What's the matter, cat got your tongue?"

"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Sorry, I didn't quite catch that, could you please repeat that for me."
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Sorry, I don't understand pig latin. What did you say? Now take your time. Speak clearly."

Debbie satrted to smile at me with those beautiful brown eyes. She was enjoying this as much as she enjoyed doing it to me."

Pretty soon I could barely make out Debby reciting:

Jack and Jill went up to the Hill to get a pail of water.

Actually it sounded more like this:

"Mrackandmrillbrentoopdillhhhillpphhtagetchdabaleofmmhhaterpph"

I was loving this.

"Did you go tot he dentist? Is Your mouth loaded with gauze? Do you have one of those plastic things in your mouth? Is that why you can't talk?"

I Can Still Talk!

Sounded more like
 

Mikentillkalk
 

"Yeah I can really understand what you are saying. Did you ever consider speech classes?"

I was really having a good time with this and by the way getting very turned on at the same time. Seeing Debby handgagged, that cute little nose and those big brown eyes while she tried frantically to speak and her usual very clear voice was all muffled was really exciting me.

Then I thought it was time to go tot he next level. Debby enjoyed tying me up and I had a set of her brothers ties right next to me.

I moved Debby down to the couoch on her back, moved by hand away for awhile and started making out with her like crazy. Every time I would stop kissing her, I would ask how she was enjoying this and before she would answer, I would slap a thumbs down handgag on her. Take my hand away, ask her again, handgag her again and so on.

Finally I got Debby to roll over on her side and then on her stomach.

She said,

"You can't use that thumbs down handgag on me now."

I said you are right so clamped my right hand thumbs up over her mouth.
 

"Mpppppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

Now Debbie was starting to sound like a cat.

I reach over to where I had placed her brothers ties. Gently moved her arms back with one hand, took my right hand off her mouth and then started to massage her back. She thought it was over.

I gradually moved both of her arms to her sides and slowly moved them up on her lower back.

"What are you doing."

"You'll see. It is a great realxing technique that I learned from a friend."

"Oh. Okay."

As soon as I got Debby's hands close together, I immediately crossed them over one another and tied them with the tie.

"Hey, what's this?"

"It will help you relax." I repsonded.

"Relax my ass. You're tying be up arean't you?"

"Yes, and if your not quite, I'm going to gag you too. (I was planning on doing that anyway, but wanted to be nice.)

I grabbed the other tie and tied Debbys ankles together and then I helped up to sit up and told her I would be right back.

"Where are you going?"

"Upstairs, I have to use the bathroom." Nah, I was headed to Debby's bedroom for more things to play with.

When I came back downstairs, unlike Debby, I didn't try to hide anything behind my back. It was all in full view. The white cord that Debby tied me with. Several bandanas including the ones I was gagged with and some duct tape.

"Okay little girl wants to play so it's play time."

Surprisingly Debby sat up in excitement, not scared or repulsed at all.

"It has been a long time since I have been tied up and I was wondering how long it would take you to get around to this?"

"You mean you wanted this?" I said suspecting Debby was planning some mind games.

"Are you a fool or what? Any girl who handgags her guy as much as I do and ties him up loves this sort of thing. Go for it. Let's see what you got."

So I took the white cord, then threw it to the side for awhile. 

"Does your Mom have any rope in the house?"

"Down in the cellar."

Well, I really had to beat that out of her didn't I?

I went down in the cellar and found some clothesline, several rolls. I was in heaven!

Came back upstairs and Debby was waiting for me smiling.

I took a short piece of the rope and started tying her around her knees. Looped it off. Then I grabbed the longer roll and started tying her around her shoulders, inbetween her arms, around her chest and looped that off.

"Okay, let's see you get out of that."

"Who says I want to get out! I love this. C'mon use somemore rope."

I thought to myself; "Is this girl nuts or what?"

So I grabbed another roll and tied it around her thighs and over her knees.

"This is getting boring, Jack and Jill went up the hill....mmmmmmmmmmmppppppphhhhh."

I handgagged her and she reciprocated by smiling at me with her eyes.

"Well I guess I'll have to gag you!"

"mmmboutdimephh."

I pulled over a piece of duct tape and put it over Debby's cute little mouth.
 

"micanstidalk" She was trying to tell me that she could still talk.

So I grabbed another piece and put it just under her nose and overlapped the first piece.

"micanstidalkmmmm" it was fainter buut still un,istakably "I can still talk."

So I grabbed another piece and put that one in the middle overlapping both pieces.

Debby was mumbling something but it was inaudible.

"You gagged now I told her." and laughed. She smiled back.

I sat next to her and thought what should I do with or to her now. So I asked Debby.

"What should I do with you now?"
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmphhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"Ah, your no help. Wait let me go to the kitchen"

I came back with two ice cubes.
 

"Mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooooooooooopphhhhhhhhhhh"

"What, afraid of a little ice? Besides, with allof those ropes on you I don't know If I can find a spot to use this on you."

Debby smiled and sighed. But I knew of several spots that were open.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"Hey, it's only ice. Chill out (pun intended).

Then I took her shoes off.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Tickle time litle Debbie.
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Debby was sounding more and more like a cat.

"Bwhatshhhenmmmphhhhhh." That's enough in gagtalk.

"Nah, not yet. Hey didn't you say your Mom would be away until Sunday? (this was Friday nite)

Her eyes had gone from smiling to intense and she nodded yes.

"How did you get yourself in this Debby? I thought you liked this stuff. (She really did and was playing along)
 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnoteno" I don't no in gagtalk.

"Perhaps I should keep you like this INDEFINITELY!"

MMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHH.

"You know, i t's nice to be able to speak without your putting your hand over my mouth all the time (actually, I loved it)"

"Do you miss putting your little hand over my mouth Debbie?"

"mmmppphuh" Ah Huh in gagtalk.
 

TO BE CONTINUED

thanx

So one time we all agreed to "silence" her. We tied her up, used lot's or rope, ducttaped her mouth and left her that way way all night occasionally giving her a drink.

What a trip she was. We had to do it several times. Got to the point where we nicknamed her ---BONNIE BONDAGE.
 

Hope you enjoyed this story.

So one time we all agreed to "silence" her. We tied her up, used lot's or rope, ducttaped her mouth and left her that way way all night occasionally giving her a drink.

What a trip she was. We had to do it several times. Got to the point where we nicknamed her ---BONNIE BONDAGE.
 

Hope you enjoyed this story.

He was a good loooking guy. Built nice too. Great personality.

Well, if you've been to college you know whatit is like to get burned out after a while. That is where I was and so was Joel. We grew tired of the constant studying and even the frat parties got boring after awhile. Our sex life was also stale.

Looking for for something new and desperately needing to add some spice to our life, Joel went out and rented some video tapes (this was of course before dvd's came out) and brought some books he wanted me to read.

Oh just what I needed, more books. I was already studied to death. Joel assured me that these books were different and would add some spice to our relationship as would the videos.

It was the weekend and I was curious why Joel didn't want to go out with Rich and Stacy as usual. He assured me that was getting old and we needed something "new" at least for this weekend and we could go out with Rich and Stacy next weekend or even the next day if it would make me feel better.

So I started to look at the books but Joel grabbed my hand very quickly and told me that this was new to him and he felt it would be new to me as well. 

Well, when I finally got to check out the books I was intriqued to say the least. Bondage books and bondage videos to boot. This guy was really going to another level, for him, unknown to Joel, I had some prior bondage experience, but didn't let him know that.

Joel confessed to me that one of his secret fantasies was to be tied down and at the mercy of a beautiful girl. Where that girl could have her way with him and there would be nothing that he could go to stop it.

One of my fantasies was to totally dominate a man. In the prior bondage episodes that I was involved with, I was the sub (and loved it too) but I had been secretly wanting to reverse that.

I told Joel that I would be thrilled to give this a try. I told him that I would be the dom and he would be at my mercy. His eyes gleamed.

When I told Joel that we would have one small problem...tools to make this work, he surprised me by opening another bag with ropes and other little goodies.

Hey this guy was serious.

I said we should agree to a safety signal in the event he needed to be released. Joel said he didn't think that would be necessary. 
 

We then talked over our strategy and at this point Joel indicated that he also wanted to be a dom and wanted to tie me up as well.

I pretended to be a little nervous and acted like this was my first time. He urged me on and idicated that he would be delicate.

So I agreed only under the condition that I play the Dom role first and would have my way with him. Joel smiled and agreed.

We went into the bedroom and as Joel started to undress I reached around his head from the back and handgagged him. I then informed him that I would be creating a character and that I would be kidnapping him and tying him up.

Joel was getting excited already.

I ordered him to remove his shirt and pants while I still had my hand clasped tightly around his mouth.

The shirt came off followed by his pants. I next ordered Joel to lie face down on the bed and put his hands behind his back.

He complied. I grabbed a scarf with my free hand, removed the handgag and stuffed the scarf in Joels mouth so I would have both hands free and then proceeded to tie Joel's hands up with the rope.

Stripped down to his skivies, hands tightly tied and gagged, I had Joel get down on his knees in front of me. He looked at me a little surprised with a look like "you have done this before." We hadn't at this point gone too deeply into the bondage books or watched the video. 

I asked Joel if he had a change of mid. He nodded his head, no, no, no.

Great let's proceed.

I wanted Joel to be my slave and prisoner. While on his knees I had crawl over the floor like a dog. I reomoved his gag and then had him kiss my feet and move on upwards to other parts of my anatomy. Joel was cool and actually loving this whole thing.

With Joel still tied up, I set up a bondage station on our bed, set up for a spread eagle that was about to come on Joel.

I untied Joel's hands and then retied them to each post. Then did the same with his feet, tying them at the ankles.
I looked at Joels dick and it was at attention. He was turned on.

I then jumped on him and kept playing with him telling him that he was my love slave and I was going to fuck him to death. What a way to go right?

After Joel was recovering from orgasm, I came in with some ice and figured it was time for more fun. With his penis sensitive after having just gotten off, I rubbed my ice cold hands all over his dick. I then grabbed an ice cube and let it slide down his hairy chest. He yanked at the tied, but wasn't going anywhere. I know how to tie.

I then did the same thing with his feet. I was loving this. Joel was a great guy, but as I said before, he was cheap and this was sort of a way to get back for his excessive frugality.

As Joel started to hoot and howl, I regagged him which had been preceeded by several great handgags. His eyes bulged!

We had a great time of it. Only later did we watch the movies and never really needed the bondage books. Joel did get even and had his way with me. I thoroughly loved that experience with Joel. With the stress of college and all that. It was just the release that we both needed.

Could have just had sex, but as I said, that was getting stale too.

And while I have had many other bondage experiences, somehow, doing this in college has a uniqueness all to it's own.

I hope you enjoyed my story. Many happy ties to all.

Karen
 
 
 
 

I particularly love women's stories that involve them handgagging men. You did a great job with that. I loved it. Please, Karen, do you have any more adventures in handgagging to report? Will you please share them with us? I know many of us are dying to read more from you. Don't be shy--let us have it. You have obviously made an impact with the readers here. You write really well.

I am the guy who writes erotic F/m handgag bondage stories for our sister site, www.restrainedtastes.com under the section called Tied and True Tales. I have two Lisa-handgag series there. The factual one is called Lisa: A Handy Girl To Have Around. The fictional one is called Lisa the Hand. They are both about a former girlfriend and student of mine, Lisa Marie Kell, who loves to handgag men with her beautiful hands. I'd be honored if you'd check them out some time. They are getting a lot of response and e-mail.

I plan to contribute a few more tales here at this site soon, now that I have more time to write. Hope to see more of your stuff here too, Karen. Your public awaits. Are you sure you don't want to be a writer? You ought to be. E-mail me if you wish: I promise an answer. I'd love to chat with you about your writing potential. Until then, more please!

Cheri was a cute girl, looked a little like Heather Locknear except Cheri had dirty blonde hair.

I remember she played some old records of her dad singing at his wedding which was way back in the 60's. We both laughed. He was a nice guy, happy for the occasion but it was painfully obvious that singing was not his forte. 

Then she pulled out a monopoly set and we went to work on t hat game. She beat me! She always did. In real life, nowadays, I have heard that Cheri is a very successful business woman. Appararently those early monopoly sessions paid off!

The we played checkers and chess. I beat her at checkers barely but Cheri beat me at chess. SHE then challenged me for a rematch on checkers and beat me this time.

Feeling frustrated, I asked her what was on tv. Her parents had converted the basement into a studio like apartment, fully furnished. So we watched television for awhile. 

This was the early 70's and we had to look forward to shows like Mary Tyler Moore, The Six Million Dollar Man, Mannix, Archie Bunker, The Jeffersons, Sanford and Son, Police Woman, The Rookies, McMillian and Wife, Love Boat, Fantasy Island, Mash, Charleys Angels and so on. There were also game shows like The Gong Show.

Cheri and I had apparently tuned into the Gong Show a little late and caught a part where two of the guests were tape gagged on the show apparently to prevent them from answering the questions. We couldn't quite figure out what the point was. I do remember Jamie Farr from MASH was one of the guests that was tape gagged along with a very attractive woman that neither Cheri or I recognized.

I don't know if it was the element of surprise of seeing this on The Gong Show or a combination of factors, but Cheri and I both got very excited watching this.

Cheri looked down at my crotch and noticed that my johnson was erect. Cheri asked me if seeing that got me excited. Feeling a little embarrassed, I said it was being with her that got me excited figuring that would be better than admitting that the woman on The Gong Show sitting there helpless did do a number on me.

Cheri said I didn't have anything to be ashamed of and she was feeling more than just a little exited too seeing Jamie Farr in the same predicament as the woman.

Then she looked at me and asked me if I was game for some fun and she raised her eyebrows up several times very rapidly.

Being naive I asked her what she had in mind. Now remember, we were only 12 at the time but our hormones were already running.

Cheri got up walked near a cupboard and came towards me with holding some things which I couldn't recognize at the time untill she got close.
 

She had duct tape and some small pieces of rope. Cheri set those items down on the couch where we had been sitting and went over to another area and drug a four post chair over towards me. The she told me to get off the couch and sit on the chair.

I asked her what she was going to do to me. She only smiled and responded that we were going to have some fun. Some fun that she was looking forward to and I would enjoy as well.

As I sat on the chair, Cheri asked, no, ordered me to put my h ands behind my back and around the chair. As a 12 year old, my arms were not long enough. I tried, but to no avail.

Then she said to stand up. I complied and she had me put my hands behind my back and she began to tie my hands, crisscrossed and then had me sit down on the chair.

The chair had thin posts that went inbetween the posts that held the back of the chair together. Cheri tied my tied hands to these little posts. 

Then Cheri grabbed another piece of rope and tied my feet together. I think she wanted to tied each foot to each pole but didn't have enough rope to pull it off.

She asked me how it felt and accidently glanced down at my johnson. She commented that it looks like I enjoyed it. I had to admit, being tied up by a sexy 12 year old was a huge turnon for me. My pecker told the whole story.

Then Cheri grabbed a tv magazine that had a quiz in it and said that she was going to ask me some questions. Then she asked me if I thought I was ready. I acknowledged yes and told her so.

But then Cheri raised her hand up and said she wanted to make it interesting. Cheri ripped off a piece of tape and place it across my mouth. Then got another piece and placed that over the first piece.

I tried to ask her how I was supposed to answer anything when I clearly would be unable to speak.

Cheri just smiled and said that this was going to be like The Gong Show. I just mmmmpppped and Cheri just acted cool and started to ask me the first question.

The worst part was that I knew the answer, but what good would that do since I was unable to speak in a way that would be clear enough to understand.

Cheri just played along. She had an alarm clock set it for 1 minute and told me that I had 1 minute to answer. 1 minute with 2 pieces of duct tape covering my mouth? Why not make it 2 hours? Or even two days? It wouldn't make any difference.

1 MINUTE later the clock went off while I was mmmppphhhing like a crazy lunatic.

Okay that meant that Cheri would win a prize. What prize I thought.

Cheri went over to the refriderator and cut herself a nice big piece of cherry pie. Cherry pie was my favorite.

Cheri made a big deal on how good it tasted and made wise cracks on how I couldn't enjoy a piece since I had not been able to answer the question. 

Heck, I knew the answer, just couldn't speak, but Cheri knew that. She was having a lot of fun with me and she was only 12.
 

Okay on to the next question after Cheri downed the piece of pie.

Once again it was an easy question and I knew the answer. Cheri set the clock again and I mmmppped through the whole minute.

Ding! Time was up. On to the next prize.

Cheri made a root beer float. I loved root beer floats. She slurped it down making all kinds of noises and facial expressions letting me know how much she was enjoying it. And t here I sat completely helpless.

I tugged at the ropes, no luck. Cheri had tied me good, real good. One thing I knew was that Cheri was going to have to untie me sooner or later and then I would have my revenge.

Cheri then pulled out the book again and again asked m e a question. And once again, it was easy. I mmmppphhed but to no avail. Cheri just acted nonchalantly, set the alarm one more time. One minute later, the alarm went off and Cheri pulled out another prize.

Fruit filled cookies fresh from our local bakery. My mouth was watering.

MMMMMMMMMMMM. These strawberry filled cookies are soooooooooo gooooooooooood. To bad you can't enjoy one.

Wow. Did she know how to tease or what?

I heard the upstairs door open. It was Cheri's Mom. She yelled down and said it was getting late, she would have to go to bed and I would have to leave. Her Mom did not see me but knew that I was down there.

Cheri looked at me with sad eyes and told me what a shame it was. I thought yeah and told her so as soon as she removed the duct tape.

No, no, no, no, no. Cheri responded. I was going to let you tie me up next, too bad it's so late. Better luck next time.

I did get a little revenge about a week later. Cheri and I were attending a parochial school and were to go on a bus trip to an amusement park about two hours driving time away.

On the bus trip, Cheri was joking about what she had done to me. Some of the kids asked me if that really happened. I tried to shrug it off and pretended that it never did happen. Cheri made a big deal on how it did and how easy it was for her to overpower me.

What! I had let her do that and had no idea what she had in mind. She made it sound like something different.

One of the teachers told Cheri that she was getting a little loud and then snickered at me with a expression like how can I let myself get subdued by a little girl?

Cheri was laughing along with her girl friends and saying things like "Donny got overtaken by a girl." "What a little wimp." "Donny the wimp." and so on.

Well, this whole thing was getting old. But Cheri kept it up.

She said my favorite phrase was "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

All of the girls laughingly started going:
 

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHH.
 

"My name is Donny and all I can say is MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
 

Yeah very funny.

The teacher looked at me with a "you gonna sit there and take that look?" I looked at him and asked him if it was okay if I shut her up.

His reponse was "Please do!"

I started to walk towards Cheri and she looked at me with like what are you going to do look.

I motioned to her girlfriend to move out of her seat because I was going to sit there. Tonya looked at me funny, got up and moved.

I sat down and all eyes were on us. Even Cheri's girlfriends I think secretly wanted me to shut her up even though they were laughing hysterically at her remarks.

I asked Cheri if she thought that was funny, what happened to me at her parents house.

Cheri laughed and said of course. 

I looked over at the teacher, Mr. Hill. He motioned for me to do something.

I quickly clamped my right palm over Cheri's mouth, thumbs down. And then I asked her what she wa saying.
 
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppppppphhh.
 

I looked around at the other people on the bus and asked if they knew what she said. They all shrugged and said no.

So now I started to have fun with Cheri.

"CAN YOU REPEAT THAT?
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Anybody get that?" I asked
 

Overall response was 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"What's in you lunch bag?" I asked

Cheri grabbed at my hand and tried to pull my hand away. Fat chance! Then her eyes got big and she looke dat me with an expression like "Enough already!"

I looked around at the group and asked them if I should take my hand away. The group in unison, including the girls all said NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cheri looked astonished.

I asked the bus driver how long it would be to get to the park.

"About 1 hour and a half." was his response.

"Should I keep her silenced all the way there?"

Everyone yelled

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Now Cheri reached up with two hands and tried to pull my hand away. Still no luck. My grip was like a vice. And my hand was going nowhere untill I decided to let go.

"Going to be interested to have you sit here with your mouth shut for an entire hour and half don't you think?"

Cheri was getting a little agitated now and mmmppphhed something like

myuemetmegrow

That is you let me go in gagtalk.

"Nay, I like you like this. How about it guys, haven't we all heard enough of her crap?"

Everyone shouted
 

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"This is just like the gong show. Remember you said I would have my chance but too bad your Mom interupted?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhh"

"Best part of this is that you had me alone. But I get to do this to you in front of all of your peers. Boy they'll be talking about this for months.
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Sorry I didn't get that. Are you auditioning for the gong show?"

Much laughter by everyone except Cheri.

"What do you think of this bus?" I asked.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPHHHHHH"

I motioned to my friend Larry to bring me a cupcake. Not as alluring as the pie, float and filled cookies that Cheri had in her Mom's house, but not bad.

This is my prize for you not answering the question. If you could answer just one question, I'll give you a bite.

Cheri nodded yes and thought that I would remove my hand. Fat chance!

I then asked her a very easy question while pressing even harder against her mouth.

I could faintly hear a mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppppppphhhhhhhh.

I yelled. DING! Time up. Everyone laughed. I guess that other cupcake is for me.

I looked over at our teacher. He was enjoying this immensely.

"Has she had enough? Should I take my hand away?" I asked my school buddies.

In chorus that all yelled
 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"Sorry Cheri, I was going to take my hand away but it appears that I was over-ruled.

Cheri started at me with her eyes with alook like "You're dead."

All too soon we pulled up to the amusment park and I had held my hand over Cheri's mouth for a full 1 1/2-2hours. It had been t hat long since we had to hear her crap. HER STUPID ONDESCENDING JOKES and WISECRACKS about people, especially me.

My teacher told me that I would have to let her go. That we couldn't go into the park that way.

"Why not?" I asked. After all we are all kid's. Sorry, he said. You have to leave her go. Cheri smiled with her eyes and mmmmpped something that I did not understand. Our teacher then said

"Of course you can continue when we get back on the bus later>"

"WOW! Really!" I asked.

Yeah really.

I pulled my hand away and for the first time in nearly two hours heard Cheri's beautiful voice. She was tamed down a little now but still said that I was in trouble and would pay for it someday.

Thinking to myself, I said "I sure hope so."
 

That is my story. Hope you enjoyed it.
 

Donny
 
 
 
 
 

Cheri was a cute girl, looked a little like Heather Locknear except Cheri had dirty blonde hair.

I remember she played some old records of her dad singing at his wedding which was way back in the 60's. We both laughed. He was a nice guy, happy for the occasion but it was painfully obvious that singing was not his forte. 

Then she pulled out a monopoly set and we went to work on t hat game. She beat me! She always did. In real life, nowadays, I have heard that Cheri is a very successful business woman. Appararently those early monopoly sessions paid off!

The we played checkers and chess. I beat her at checkers barely but Cheri beat me at chess. SHE then challenged me for a rematch on checkers and beat me this time.

Feeling frustrated, I asked her what was on tv. Her parents had converted the basement into a studio like apartment, fully furnished. So we watched television for awhile. 

This was the early 70's and we had to look forward to shows like Mary Tyler Moore, The Six Million Dollar Man, Mannix, Archie Bunker, The Jeffersons, Sanford and Son, Police Woman, The Rookies, McMillian and Wife, Love Boat, Fantasy Island, Mash, Charleys Angels and so on. There were also game shows like The Gong Show.

Cheri and I had apparently tuned into the Gong Show a little late and caught a part where two of the guests were tape gagged on the show apparently to prevent them from answering the questions. We couldn't quite figure out what the point was. I do remember Jamie Farr from MASH was one of the guests that was tape gagged along with a very attractive woman that neither Cheri or I recognized.

I don't know if it was the element of surprise of seeing this on The Gong Show or a combination of factors, but Cheri and I both got very excited watching this.

Cheri looked down at my crotch and noticed that my johnson was erect. Cheri asked me if seeing that got me excited. Feeling a little embarrassed, I said it was being with her that got me excited figuring that would be better than admitting that the woman on The Gong Show sitting there helpless did do a number on me.

Cheri said I didn't have anything to be ashamed of and she was feeling more than just a little exited too seeing Jamie Farr in the same predicament as the woman.

Then she looked at me and asked me if I was game for some fun and she raised her eyebrows up several times very rapidly.

Being naive I asked her what she had in mind. Now remember, we were only 12 at the time but our hormones were already running.

Cheri got up walked near a cupboard and came towards me with holding some things which I couldn't recognize at the time untill she got close.
 

She had duct tape and some small pieces of rope. Cheri set those items down on the couch where we had been sitting and went over to another area and drug a four post chair over towards me. The she told me to get off the couch and sit on the chair.

I asked her what she was going to do to me. She only smiled and responded that we were going to have some fun. Some fun that she was looking forward to and I would enjoy as well.

As I sat on the chair, Cheri asked, no, ordered me to put my h ands behind my back and around the chair. As a 12 year old, my arms were not long enough. I tried, but to no avail.

Then she said to stand up. I complied and she had me put my hands behind my back and she began to tie my hands, crisscrossed and then had me sit down on the chair.

The chair had thin posts that went inbetween the posts that held the back of the chair together. Cheri tied my tied hands to these little posts. 

Then Cheri grabbed another piece of rope and tied my feet together. I think she wanted to tied each foot to each pole but didn't have enough rope to pull it off.

She asked me how it felt and accidently glanced down at my johnson. She commented that it looks like I enjoyed it. I had to admit, being tied up by a sexy 12 year old was a huge turnon for me. My pecker told the whole story.

Then Cheri grabbed a tv magazine that had a quiz in it and said that she was going to ask me some questions. Then she asked me if I thought I was ready. I acknowledged yes and told her so.

But then Cheri raised her hand up and said she wanted to make it interesting. Cheri ripped off a piece of tape and place it across my mouth. Then got another piece and placed that over the first piece.

I tried to ask her how I was supposed to answer anything when I clearly would be unable to speak.

Cheri just smiled and said that this was going to be like The Gong Show. I just mmmmpppped and Cheri just acted cool and started to ask me the first question.

The worst part was that I knew the answer, but what good would that do since I was unable to speak in a way that would be clear enough to understand.

Cheri just played along. She had an alarm clock set it for 1 minute and told me that I had 1 minute to answer. 1 minute with 2 pieces of duct tape covering my mouth? Why not make it 2 hours? Or even two days? It wouldn't make any difference.

1 MINUTE later the clock went off while I was mmmppphhhing like a crazy lunatic.

Okay that meant that Cheri would win a prize. What prize I thought.

Cheri went over to the refriderator and cut herself a nice big piece of cherry pie. Cherry pie was my favorite.

Cheri made a big deal on how good it tasted and made wise cracks on how I couldn't enjoy a piece since I had not been able to answer the question. 

Heck, I knew the answer, just couldn't speak, but Cheri knew that. She was having a lot of fun with me and she was only 12.
 

Okay on to the next question after Cheri downed the piece of pie.

Once again it was an easy question and I knew the answer. Cheri set the clock again and I mmmppped through the whole minute.

Ding! Time was up. On to the next prize.

Cheri made a root beer float. I loved root beer floats. She slurped it down making all kinds of noises and facial expressions letting me know how much she was enjoying it. And t here I sat completely helpless.

I tugged at the ropes, no luck. Cheri had tied me good, real good. One thing I knew was that Cheri was going to have to untie me sooner or later and then I would have my revenge.

Cheri then pulled out the book again and again asked m e a question. And once again, it was easy. I mmmppphhed but to no avail. Cheri just acted nonchalantly, set the alarm one more time. One minute later, the alarm went off and Cheri pulled out another prize.

Fruit filled cookies fresh from our local bakery. My mouth was watering.

MMMMMMMMMMMM. These strawberry filled cookies are soooooooooo gooooooooooood. To bad you can't enjoy one.

Wow. Did she know how to tease or what?

I heard the upstairs door open. It was Cheri's Mom. She yelled down and said it was getting late, she would have to go to bed and I would have to leave. Her Mom did not see me but knew that I was down there.

Cheri looked at me with sad eyes and told me what a shame it was. I thought yeah and told her so as soon as she removed the duct tape.

No, no, no, no, no. Cheri responded. I was going to let you tie me up next, too bad it's so late. Better luck next time.

I did get a little revenge about a week later. Cheri and I were attending a parochial school and were to go on a bus trip to an amusement park about two hours driving time away.

On the bus trip, Cheri was joking about what she had done to me. Some of the kids asked me if that really happened. I tried to shrug it off and pretended that it never did happen. Cheri made a big deal on how it did and how easy it was for her to overpower me.

What! I had let her do that and had no idea what she had in mind. She made it sound like something different.

One of the teachers told Cheri that she was getting a little loud and then snickered at me with a expression like how can I let myself get subdued by a little girl?

Cheri was laughing along with her girl friends and saying things like "Donny got overtaken by a girl." "What a little wimp." "Donny the wimp." and so on.

Well, this whole thing was getting old. But Cheri kept it up.

She said my favorite phrase was "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

All of the girls laughingly started going:
 

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHH.
 

"My name is Donny and all I can say is MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
 

Yeah very funny.

The teacher looked at me with a "you gonna sit there and take that look?" I looked at him and asked him if it was okay if I shut her up.

His reponse was "Please do!"

I started to walk towards Cheri and she looked at me with like what are you going to do look.

I motioned to her girlfriend to move out of her seat because I was going to sit there. Tonya looked at me funny, got up and moved.

I sat down and all eyes were on us. Even Cheri's girlfriends I think secretly wanted me to shut her up even though they were laughing hysterically at her remarks.

I asked Cheri if she thought that was funny, what happened to me at her parents house.

Cheri laughed and said of course. 

I looked over at the teacher, Mr. Hill. He motioned for me to do something.

I quickly clamped my right palm over Cheri's mouth, thumbs down. And then I asked her what she wa saying.
 
 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppppppphhh.
 

I looked around at the other people on the bus and asked if they knew what she said. They all shrugged and said no.

So now I started to have fun with Cheri.

"CAN YOU REPEAT THAT?
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Anybody get that?" I asked
 

Overall response was 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"What's in you lunch bag?" I asked

Cheri grabbed at my hand and tried to pull my hand away. Fat chance! Then her eyes got big and she looke dat me with an expression like "Enough already!"

I looked around at the group and asked them if I should take my hand away. The group in unison, including the girls all said NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cheri looked astonished.

I asked the bus driver how long it would be to get to the park.

"About 1 hour and a half." was his response.

"Should I keep her silenced all the way there?"

Everyone yelled

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Now Cheri reached up with two hands and tried to pull my hand away. Still no luck. My grip was like a vice. And my hand was going nowhere untill I decided to let go.

"Going to be interested to have you sit here with your mouth shut for an entire hour and half don't you think?"

Cheri was getting a little agitated now and mmmppphhed something like

myuemetmegrow

That is you let me go in gagtalk.

"Nay, I like you like this. How about it guys, haven't we all heard enough of her crap?"

Everyone shouted
 

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"This is just like the gong show. Remember you said I would have my chance but too bad your Mom interupted?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhh"

"Best part of this is that you had me alone. But I get to do this to you in front of all of your peers. Boy they'll be talking about this for months.
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Sorry I didn't get that. Are you auditioning for the gong show?"

Much laughter by everyone except Cheri.

"What do you think of this bus?" I asked.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPHHHHHH"

I motioned to my friend Larry to bring me a cupcake. Not as alluring as the pie, float and filled cookies that Cheri had in her Mom's house, but not bad.

This is my prize for you not answering the question. If you could answer just one question, I'll give you a bite.

Cheri nodded yes and thought that I would remove my hand. Fat chance!

I then asked her a very easy question while pressing even harder against her mouth.

I could faintly hear a mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppppppppppphhhhhhhh.

I yelled. DING! Time up. Everyone laughed. I guess that other cupcake is for me.

I looked over at our teacher. He was enjoying this immensely.

"Has she had enough? Should I take my hand away?" I asked my school buddies.

In chorus that all yelled
 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"Sorry Cheri, I was going to take my hand away but it appears that I was over-ruled.

Cheri started at me with her eyes with alook like "You're dead."

All too soon we pulled up to the amusment park and I had held my hand over Cheri's mouth for a full 1 1/2-2hours. It had been t hat long since we had to hear her crap. HER STUPID ONDESCENDING JOKES and WISECRACKS about people, especially me.

My teacher told me that I would have to let her go. That we couldn't go into the park that way.

"Why not?" I asked. After all we are all kid's. Sorry, he said. You have to leave her go. Cheri smiled with her eyes and mmmmpped something that I did not understand. Our teacher then said

"Of course you can continue when we get back on the bus later>"

"WOW! Really!" I asked.

Yeah really.

I pulled my hand away and for the first time in nearly two hours heard Cheri's beautiful voice. She was tamed down a little now but still said that I was in trouble and would pay for it someday.

Thinking to myself, I said "I sure hope so."
 

That is my story. Hope you enjoyed it.
 

Donny
 
 
 
 
 

When I was in college, I was dating this girl named Barbara. She was the master of the handgag. She could put it on on a seconds notice and in so many ways.

My first experience with her handgag was when we were out parking one night. She didn't waste anytime unbuttoning my shirt and opening my zipper. She then put her hand over my forhead and slowly moved it down over the bridge of my nose slowly coming down and then clamping her hand over my mouth and stopped there and held it that way for several minutes.

With her other hand she started playing with my penis. I came erect very quick. She got me almost to the point of coming and then stopped dead. She said she didn't need all of that yucky stuff over her hand. Meanwhile she still had her hand over my mouth.

Finally she released her hand and started making out with me. Barbara was great at making out. Then she started asking me about bondage and wanted to know if I ever tried it. I told her no to having ever tried it and yes to being interested. The sensations from her handgag had turned me on. What would be tied up by this chick do to me?

After answering, Barbara then slapped the handgag back on and started running her other hand over my chest and graudaly worked her way back down to my cock and then jumped on me in the front seat. We both came very quickly.

Next day we were at school talking to some friends. We didn't let anyone know that Barbara and I had gone out the night before and had sex. What was interesting was that everytime I would join in the conversation, Barbara would quickly cover my mouth usually with her thumbs down.

Later that nite we went out to the movies. Almost from the time we sat down she started hand gaggging me. As I would attempt to say something which was effectively muffled with Barbara's great hand, all that came out were some very inarticulate words.

Over that weekend I offerd to help her with her wash. As she dried her clothes, she pulled out a very interesting piece of cloth that looked like a washrag from the front, but got narrower towards the end. Without any notice, Barbara quickly placed this over my mouth and tied it quickly behind my head. So now I knew what it was.....a very effective gag.

She smiled at me and said that we would play later. She wanted to test it out on me.

Anytime we made love, Barbara would spend a considerable time handgagging me and leave her hand clamped on for what seemed like forever. And I loved it! She hand the softest hands with the sweetest smell and long fingers. Even though I am quite a talker, being silenced by Barbara was a joy.
 

When I was in college, I was dating this girl named Barbara. She was the master of the handgag. She could put it on on a seconds notice and in so many ways.

My first experience with her handgag was when we were out parking one night. She didn't waste anytime unbuttoning my shirt and opening my zipper. She then put her hand over my forhead and slowly moved it down over the bridge of my nose slowly coming down and then clamping her hand over my mouth and stopped there and held it that way for several minutes.

With her other hand she started playing with my penis. I came erect very quick. She got me almost to the point of coming and then stopped dead. She said she didn't need all of that yucky stuff over her hand. Meanwhile she still had her hand over my mouth.

Finally she released her hand and started making out with me. Barbara was great at making out. Then she started asking me about bondage and wanted to know if I ever tried it. I told her no to having ever tried it and yes to being interested. The sensations from her handgag had turned me on. What would be tied up by this chick do to me?

After answering, Barbara then slapped the handgag back on and started running her other hand over my chest and graudaly worked her way back down to my cock and then jumped on me in the front seat. We both came very quickly.

Next day we were at school talking to some friends. We didn't let anyone know that Barbara and I had gone out the night before and had sex. What was interesting was that everytime I would join in the conversation, Barbara would quickly cover my mouth usually with her thumbs down.

Later that nite we went out to the movies. Almost from the time we sat down she started hand gaggging me. As I would attempt to say something which was effectively muffled with Barbara's great hand, all that came out were some very inarticulate words.

Over that weekend I offerd to help her with her wash. As she dried her clothes, she pulled out a very interesting piece of cloth that looked like a washrag from the front, but got narrower towards the end. Without any notice, Barbara quickly placed this over my mouth and tied it quickly behind my head. So now I knew what it was.....a very effective gag.

She smiled at me and said that we would play later. She wanted to test it out on me.

Anytime we made love, Barbara would spend a considerable time handgagging me and leave her hand clamped on for what seemed like forever. And I loved it! She hand the softest hands with the sweetest smell and long fingers. Even though I am quite a talker, being silenced by Barbara was a joy.
 

Sorry for the capital letters, i just copied/pasted from the web site.

*SIDE GAME-KIDNAP A BROTHER* 
EACH GROUP WILL BE HANDED A FULL ROSTER OF BROTHERS WITH THEIR MEMBERS HIGHLIGHTED. THE HIGHLIGHTED BROTHERS WILL BE THE ONES WHO WILL REPRESENT THAT SORORITY 
RULES: ANY SORORITY CAN KIDNAP A BROTHER WHO IS NOT HIGHLIGHTED ON THEIR LIST, PROVIDED HE IS NOT AROUND ANY GIRL IN THE SORORITY WHICH HE IS A PART OF. 
-EXAMPLE: IF ROVER IS ON ZTA’S LIST, THEN HE CAN’T BE KIDNAPPED BY ANY SORORITY IF HE IS IN THE PRESENCE OF ANOTHER ZTA. 
-EACH TIME A BROTHER IS KIDNAPPED THAT SORORITY WILL BE AWARDED 20 POINTS PROVIDED THE OTHER SORORITY REFUSES TO PAY THE RANSOM BY THE END OF THE DAY, THE GIRL WHO KIDNAPPED THE BROTHER OR A REPRESENTATIVE OF THAT SORORITY WILL CONTACT THEIR CAPTAIN OR SOMEONE IN MY COMMITTEE, SO WE WILL BE THE SWITCHBOARD BETWEEN THE SORORITIES. 
-WHEN THE SORORITY HAS CONTACTED US AND TOLD US THAT THEY HAVE KIDNAPPED A BROTHER, WE WILL THEN LOOK AT THE LIST AND CALL THE CORRESPONDING SORORITY AND TELL THEM THAT (BROTHER’S NAME) HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED AND THAT THEY CAN PAY THE $20 RANSOM AND GET THE BROTHER BACK AND GET 10 POINTS FOR PAYING THE RANSOM. IF THEY REFUSE TO PAY THE RANSOM THEN THE KIDNAPPING SOROITY GETS THE FULL 20 POINTS. 
-EACH LIST WILL CONTAIN ONE SPECAIL BROTHER (IT WILL BE YOUR CAPTAIN). IF THIS BROTHER IS KIDNAPPED THEN THE KIDNAPPING SORORITY GETS 60 POINTS NO MATTER WHAT. THE SORORITY CAN STILL BUY HIM BACK, BUT IT WILL BE $40 INSTEAD OF $20 AND IF THEY BUY HIM BACK THEY WILL GET 40 POINTS. 
-TIMES FOR POSSIBILITIES OF A KIDNAPPING WILL FALL BETWEEN 10 A.M. AND 9 P.M. A BROTHER CAN BE KIDNAPPED AT ANY TIME DURING THOSE HOURS, BUT THE SAME BROTHER CANNOT BE KIDNAPPED BY THE SAME GROUP IN THE SAME DAY MORE THAN ONCE. I MYSELF WILL BE WILLING TO TAKE RANSOMS ALL THE WAY UNTIL I FINALLY GO TO SLEEP AROUND 1-2 A.M. BUT NO KIDNAPPINGS WILL COUNT AFTER 9:00 P.M. MY COMMITTEE AND I WILL KEEP THE FINAL NUMBERS AND MONEY FROM THE SIDE GAME. 
-KEY POINT: THIS IS TRYING TO PROMOTE A SOCIAL FACTOR, BUT BROTHERS DO NOT NEED TO BE DETAINED BY GIRLS IN ORDER TO BE AN OFFICIAL KIDNAPPING. DURING THE DAY JUST BRING THE BROTHER BACK TO THE TABLE AT THE GREEN AND WHEN WE ARE NOT OUT THERE JUST CONTACT ME. 

My first bondage experience occurred while I was a freshman in college. I came from a small northern town
and was introduced to a group of what I referred to as
"City Folks", they were more aggressive than I was.

I had also come from a strict catholic background and Irish
parents. Well you get the picture.

On the other hand, I was ripe and ready for some new activity and and adventure.

One weekend, we had a party and as the party was breaking up my best girlfriend Donna, her guy and my guy decided to have some funon our own.

Our guys Ron and Ted had also planned something special for us, not to our knowledge.

While I was a strict catholic, I had broken my cherry. Virgity was long gone.

Ted was my guy. He and Ron had gone out ostensibly to pick up a few things, we thought some beer, mixed drinks some chips and the like. When they came back, they had several bags of things. The beer and other alcoholic drinks were placed in the refriderator while the guys brought the other bag into one of the other rooms.

We played some games and even some cards. Finally, Ron decided to play a game of chess. The rules were, losers would have to take off a piece of clothing after each game.

I played with Ted and was beating his a_ _. Surprisingly, he got in a lucky move and trapped me into checkmate. Ted looked at me and told me to start taking it off. We were all half looped anyway so I figure, why not. Off came my sweater.

Donna and Ron went next. This would be tougher because Ron was sharp and very good at chess. My expectations were correct and Ron easily defeated Donna.

I went next got up to the board and yelled for Ted to join me. Ted gave me some unexpected news, that winners choice allowed to change partners. So he had Ron play me. Now I knew I was in trouble. Ron was great. I held up longer than expected but still lost as I expected I would. Ted yelled out to take off another garment.

Off came my shoes! Ahhhhhhhh. Was the response. Shoes. That sucks. I just smiled and told them to shove it.

Ted stepped in for Ron and played Donna. Surely Donna could take Ted in chess. He wasn't that good. Or so I thought. Ted won.

We were 0-4 total. Guys were whipping our butts. Donna followed me by taking off her shoes.

Ted yelled, c'mon Carla. Your up.

I moved up and started to play Ted. I'm getting you th is time turkey. Once again I was whipping him and once again Ted got lucky and won. I was 0-3. Panty hose came off but I was getting worried. I had no desire to strip in front of my best girlfriend and her man.

Donna was next. Ron had to use the bathroom and the guys were feeling pretty cocky. So Donna played Ted. I tried to distract Ted but he wasn't falling for that. By this time Ron came back in. Whispered something into Ted's ear, Ted made a move and checkmated Donna....again.

Panty hose time for Donna but we both were getting more than just a little nervious. We knew what would be coming off next if we lost.

I stepped up and played Ron. This time I was more determined and held my own against Ron, but still lost. I tried to pass of taking my rings or necklace off, but the guys insisted that clothing only must come off, not jewelery. Painfully I took off my top and was sitting there with my jeans and bra on only.

Donna's turn. I won't bore you with the details other than Ted beat Donna again and now we both had only jeans and bra's on.

Ron looked at me laughingly and said, C'mon Carla, you next again and continued laughing in a sinister tone.

Lost again. Jeans came off. Ditto for Donna.

What next I thought.

Game is not over girls. Carla, you're up. I played Ted. Feeling very frustated and determined I decided to whip Ted this time and almost did. Lost again.

At this point Donna and I were getting pretty vocal. We were tired and humiliated and had no desire to take anythingelse off. Ron came off with an idea and said that rules were changing now. He assured us that we would not have to take anything off....just yet and instead of taking something off they would be adding something.

What I said.

Well first of all you gals are getting a little loud. Ron then asked Ted to go to the bedroom and bring out the other bag.

Ron pulled out two bandanas and walked behind Donna and I and said that in lieu of taking more clothes off, we were to be gagged. We were getting too loud anyway and to finish the game their could be no communication between the losing team Donna and I.

Neither Donna or I were too excited but it sounded better than taking anything else off so we agreed.

Ted gagged me and Ron gagged Donna. We were beaten, down to our bare bones underwear and now couldn't even communicate a strategy, not that our strategy was working very well anyway.

We played each other and lost again. Now what I thought. I started to reach up to pull the gag off so I could speak, but Ted grabbed my hands quickly blocking it. Ron did the same to Donna and then explained the next part of the game was to have our hands tied!

Hands tied? How are we going to play with our hands tied?

Ron and Ted guessed our question and responded; How are you going to play with your hands tied you wonder? Then snickered and said, damn if I know. That is your problem. Your choice, you can have you hands tied or take another article of clothing off.

Donna and I looked at each other and placed our hands out front.

Okay, Ron said. We'll tied your hands in front so you can still move the chess pieces.

Now this was really humiliating. The guys pulled some rope from the bag and tied our hands in front of us. We had some mobility, but we're tied securely.

Ron then informed us that if we lost this one, we would be untied and then have our hands tied behind our backs. Yeah, that is exactly what we needed.

I played Ted, but the humiliation and length of the evening had taken it's toll. I played a good game, normally should have won but still lost. Ted looked at me and said your choice, hands behind the back or strip down more. My hands now untied, I placed them behind my back. Ted promptly tied them securely.

Donna was next. Same scenario. I had hoped that she would have played Ted, at least she would have had a chance and we might have been able to come back. I would be useless for here on.

Donna played a hard game. At one point she knocked over one of her own chess pieces which was unfortunate becuase she was closing in on Ron who had obviously become overconfident. Ron and Ted said any pieces that get knocked over get eliminated. We both mmmmpppphhhed in disgust. Ron wrapped it up and easily defeated Donna.

After tying Donna's hands behind her back, the boys grabbed more rope and started to really tie us up tight.

The guys then carried us to separate bedrooms and the rest of the night made losing more than worth it.

That was my first bondage experience. Hope you enjoyed it.
 
 

My first bondage experience occurred while I was a freshman in college. I came from a small northern town
and was introduced to a group of what I referred to as
"City Folks", they were more aggressive than I was.

I had also come from a strict catholic background and Irish
parents. Well you get the picture.

On the other hand, I was ripe and ready for some new activity and and adventure.

One weekend, we had a party and as the party was breaking up my best girlfriend Donna, her guy and my guy decided to have some funon our own.

Our guys Ron and Ted had also planned something special for us, not to our knowledge.

While I was a strict catholic, I had broken my cherry. Virgity was long gone.

Ted was my guy. He and Ron had gone out ostensibly to pick up a few things, we thought some beer, mixed drinks some chips and the like. When they came back, they had several bags of things. The beer and other alcoholic drinks were placed in the refriderator while the guys brought the other bag into one of the other rooms.

We played some games and even some cards. Finally, Ron decided to play a game of chess. The rules were, losers would have to take off a piece of clothing after each game.

I played with Ted and was beating his a_ _. Surprisingly, he got in a lucky move and trapped me into checkmate. Ted looked at me and told me to start taking it off. We were all half looped anyway so I figure, why not. Off came my sweater.

Donna and Ron went next. This would be tougher because Ron was sharp and very good at chess. My expectations were correct and Ron easily defeated Donna.

I went next got up to the board and yelled for Ted to join me. Ted gave me some unexpected news, that winners choice allowed to change partners. So he had Ron play me. Now I knew I was in trouble. Ron was great. I held up longer than expected but still lost as I expected I would. Ted yelled out to take off another garment.

Off came my shoes! Ahhhhhhhh. Was the response. Shoes. That sucks. I just smiled and told them to shove it.

Ted stepped in for Ron and played Donna. Surely Donna could take Ted in chess. He wasn't that good. Or so I thought. Ted won.

We were 0-4 total. Guys were whipping our butts. Donna followed me by taking off her shoes.

Ted yelled, c'mon Carla. Your up.

I moved up and started to play Ted. I'm getting you th is time turkey. Once again I was whipping him and once again Ted got lucky and won. I was 0-3. Panty hose came off but I was getting worried. I had no desire to strip in front of my best girlfriend and her man.

Donna was next. Ron had to use the bathroom and the guys were feeling pretty cocky. So Donna played Ted. I tried to distract Ted but he wasn't falling for that. By this time Ron came back in. Whispered something into Ted's ear, Ted made a move and checkmated Donna....again.

Panty hose time for Donna but we both were getting more than just a little nervious. We knew what would be coming off next if we lost.

I stepped up and played Ron. This time I was more determined and held my own against Ron, but still lost. I tried to pass of taking my rings or necklace off, but the guys insisted that clothing only must come off, not jewelery. Painfully I took off my top and was sitting there with my jeans and bra on only.

Donna's turn. I won't bore you with the details other than Ted beat Donna again and now we both had only jeans and bra's on.

Ron looked at me laughingly and said, C'mon Carla, you next again and continued laughing in a sinister tone.

Lost again. Jeans came off. Ditto for Donna.

What next I thought.

Game is not over girls. Carla, you're up. I played Ted. Feeling very frustated and determined I decided to whip Ted this time and almost did. Lost again.

At this point Donna and I were getting pretty vocal. We were tired and humiliated and had no desire to take anythingelse off. Ron came off with an idea and said that rules were changing now. He assured us that we would not have to take anything off....just yet and instead of taking something off they would be adding something.

What I said.

Well first of all you gals are getting a little loud. Ron then asked Ted to go to the bedroom and bring out the other bag.

Ron pulled out two bandanas and walked behind Donna and I and said that in lieu of taking more clothes off, we were to be gagged. We were getting too loud anyway and to finish the game their could be no communication between the losing team Donna and I.

Neither Donna or I were too excited but it sounded better than taking anything else off so we agreed.

Ted gagged me and Ron gagged Donna. We were beaten, down to our bare bones underwear and now couldn't even communicate a strategy, not that our strategy was working very well anyway.

We played each other and lost again. Now what I thought. I started to reach up to pull the gag off so I could speak, but Ted grabbed my hands quickly blocking it. Ron did the same to Donna and then explained the next part of the game was to have our hands tied!

Hands tied? How are we going to play with our hands tied?

Ron and Ted guessed our question and responded; How are you going to play with your hands tied you wonder? Then snickered and said, damn if I know. That is your problem. Your choice, you can have you hands tied or take another article of clothing off.

Donna and I looked at each other and placed our hands out front.

Okay, Ron said. We'll tied your hands in front so you can still move the chess pieces.

Now this was really humiliating. The guys pulled some rope from the bag and tied our hands in front of us. We had some mobility, but we're tied securely.

Ron then informed us that if we lost this one, we would be untied and then have our hands tied behind our backs. Yeah, that is exactly what we needed.

I played Ted, but the humiliation and length of the evening had taken it's toll. I played a good game, normally should have won but still lost. Ted looked at me and said your choice, hands behind the back or strip down more. My hands now untied, I placed them behind my back. Ted promptly tied them securely.

Donna was next. Same scenario. I had hoped that she would have played Ted, at least she would have had a chance and we might have been able to come back. I would be useless for here on.

Donna played a hard game. At one point she knocked over one of her own chess pieces which was unfortunate becuase she was closing in on Ron who had obviously become overconfident. Ron and Ted said any pieces that get knocked over get eliminated. We both mmmmpppphhhed in disgust. Ron wrapped it up and easily defeated Donna.

After tying Donna's hands behind her back, the boys grabbed more rope and started to really tie us up tight.

The guys then carried us to separate bedrooms and the rest of the night made losing more than worth it.

That was my first bondage experience. Hope you enjoyed it.
 
 

My first bondage experience happened when I was a junior in high school. That is to say, the first one that had any impact. Like other kids, I had my share of bondage experiments, but it was all in fun.

I grew up in the 60's and early 70's and I used to love the regular bondage stuff that was on tv.
 

Two of the best shows were the Avengers and The Man From Uncle. I was very young at the time and had to settle for reruns in place of first run episodes. Both shows had a weekly treat of B&G DID's. The Man From Uncle featured some real beauties two like Mrs. Charles Bronson (Jill Ireland) Julie Sommers and others whose names that I do not recall but were real knockouts. In the earlier black and white shows, there was a great bondage episode with Yvonne Craig (nice tape gag on this chic), who later became Batgirl on the Batman TV series.

The Avengers would also show a weekly treat of Emma Peel (Diana Rigg) and Tara King (Linda Thorsen) and the earlier episodes showed the beautiful Honor Blackman regularly bound and gagged as well. These were classics.

Yvonne Craig, already mentioned from The Man From Uncle would be regularly bound and gagged as Batgirl or Barbara Gordon. So many ways. What a beauty.

Stephanie Powers was porbably the Queen of DID back in the 60's. From a tv movie where she was tied up and held in a attic to her own tv series, The Girl From Uncle. There was a weekly feast of seeing beautiful Stephanie cloth, over the mouth, tape gagged, hand gagged and so much more. Hardly a movie or tv show had Stephanie Powers init were see was not tied and gagged. She was the Queen of DID in the 60's.

During the 60's, spy movies were also very prevalent tapping into the James Bond success. One of the best as far as b&g movies was Kiss The Girls and Wtach Them Die with Mike Connors of Mannix fame and Dorothy Provine, the DID who was a real knockout. Provine has the uncanny ability to talk her way of anything suckering her poor captors into releasing her. So finally the bad guys catch on and put a red gag over her mouth and throw into a rock trying to senf her to the moon. Luckily, the hero intervenes just in time. 

I got my first dose of seeing Linda Evans bound and gagged on the old tv series-The Big Valley with Barbara Stanwick. Then while watching cable tv I caught her bound and gagged again in a Bikini Beach movie.

Another show that had regular DID's was THE FBI with Elfrem Zimblist, Jr. as well as his old series 77 Sunset Strip. One episode in particular showed the beautiful Anne Francis (Honey West) literally bound and tape gagged through the whole show.

And of course we got a teaser with Anne Francis bound and gagged in her own Honey West tv show.

One of the most unusual occurance was an old, but short lived tv sit com in the early 70's with Debbie Reynolds. This program had Ms. Reynolds the victim of a weekly handgag in so many ways. I always felt that Ms. Reynolds was the perfect lady for a handgag. She had that perfect face, smooth skin and that girl next door look. Debbie Reynolds always followed it with lot's of mmmpphhhing and the audience loved it. Her husband was always the deliverer of the handgag. It was fun, entertaining and stimulating. What a shame the show was short lived. 

More detective shows followed like Mannix, Kojak, Police Story, Rockford Files, Ironside and more. All of these shows had a regular treat of B&G DID's. The Rockford Files even had Dione Warwick in a B&G scene.

Well getting back to my first experience, I talked to a chic that seemed to share my interest in the ropes. In fact she had a secret fantasy of wanting to be tied up.

Good to see that I was no alone! Kristy said she had been tied up as a child but was starving to be tied up to reach a new level of climax. I figured if she insists, why not?
 

We went to one of those places that teenagers go to to be alone, parked, moved to the back seat and went to work. After making out for awhile, I tied Kristy's hands behind her back and then opened her blouse. I began some foreplay on her breasts and had her really turned on.

I pulled out a feather and started to tickle her nose, her cheeks and her breasts with it. She started giggling like crazy.

I put my hand over her pretty little mouth and she smiled at me with her beautiful blue eyes. Then I assertively told her that I was going to have to gag her to keep her quiet. She nodded in agreement and her eyes got brighter and bigger.

I pulled out a blue bandana and put it on as as over the mouth gag. Kristy was still able to speak so I loosed the knot, pulled the bandana tighter and tied it tight behind her head just over her blonde pony tail.

Kristy mmmpphhed---the gag had worked and I was getting turned on.

I inserted my dick into Kristy's pussy while kissing her tits. She was going wild and came before I did. It didn't take long before I got off and rearly blew my rubber off with the ejection!

Then I sighed and sat beside Kristy relaxing and enjoying the moment. It was incredible. But something unusual happened. As I looked over at Kristy, still B&G, I got hard again and wanted to go again. So did she. It was my first 2 banger. I was shaking all over from the sensations and so was Kristy.

I'll be forever grateful to those early tv shows for planting in me the seeds of bondage. As a child, I always enjoyed seeing a beautiful B&G DID. I still do. 

Several years ago I got incredibly turned on seeing Drew Barrymore B&G in the first Charley's Angels movie. So much so that I double banged my wife. Brought back memories of Kristy. 

I am also very grateful for this site and some of the stories that are here. It's good to see that there are other people out there who get turned on by bondage and mix it with good, clean sex.

Keep the website going and guys keep the stories coming. We all love em.

KJ 
 
 
 

My first bondage experience happened when I was a junior in high school. That is to say, the first one that had any impact. Like other kids, I had my share of bondage experiments, but it was all in fun.

I grew up in the 60's and early 70's and I used to love the regular bondage stuff that was on tv.
 

Two of the best shows were the Avengers and The Man From Uncle. I was very young at the time and had to settle for reruns in place of first run episodes. Both shows had a weekly treat of B&G DID's. The Man From Uncle featured some real beauties two like Mrs. Charles Bronson (Jill Ireland) Julie Sommers and others whose names that I do not recall but were real knockouts. In the earlier black and white shows, there was a great bondage episode with Yvonne Craig (nice tape gag on this chic), who later became Batgirl on the Batman TV series.

The Avengers would also show a weekly treat of Emma Peel (Diana Rigg) and Tara King (Linda Thorsen) and the earlier episodes showed the beautiful Honor Blackman regularly bound and gagged as well. These were classics.

Yvonne Craig, already mentioned from The Man From Uncle would be regularly bound and gagged as Batgirl or Barbara Gordon. So many ways. What a beauty.

Stephanie Powers was porbably the Queen of DID back in the 60's. From a tv movie where she was tied up and held in a attic to her own tv series, The Girl From Uncle. There was a weekly feast of seeing beautiful Stephanie cloth, over the mouth, tape gagged, hand gagged and so much more. Hardly a movie or tv show had Stephanie Powers init were see was not tied and gagged. She was the Queen of DID in the 60's.

During the 60's, spy movies were also very prevalent tapping into the James Bond success. One of the best as far as b&g movies was Kiss The Girls and Wtach Them Die with Mike Connors of Mannix fame and Dorothy Provine, the DID who was a real knockout. Provine has the uncanny ability to talk her way of anything suckering her poor captors into releasing her. So finally the bad guys catch on and put a red gag over her mouth and throw into a rock trying to senf her to the moon. Luckily, the hero intervenes just in time. 

I got my first dose of seeing Linda Evans bound and gagged on the old tv series-The Big Valley with Barbara Stanwick. Then while watching cable tv I caught her bound and gagged again in a Bikini Beach movie.

Another show that had regular DID's was THE FBI with Elfrem Zimblist, Jr. as well as his old series 77 Sunset Strip. One episode in particular showed the beautiful Anne Francis (Honey West) literally bound and tape gagged through the whole show.

And of course we got a teaser with Anne Francis bound and gagged in her own Honey West tv show.

One of the most unusual occurance was an old, but short lived tv sit com in the early 70's with Debbie Reynolds. This program had Ms. Reynolds the victim of a weekly handgag in so many ways. I always felt that Ms. Reynolds was the perfect lady for a handgag. She had that perfect face, smooth skin and that girl next door look. Debbie Reynolds always followed it with lot's of mmmpphhhing and the audience loved it. Her husband was always the deliverer of the handgag. It was fun, entertaining and stimulating. What a shame the show was short lived. 

More detective shows followed like Mannix, Kojak, Police Story, Rockford Files, Ironside and more. All of these shows had a regular treat of B&G DID's. The Rockford Files even had Dione Warwick in a B&G scene.

Well getting back to my first experience, I talked to a chic that seemed to share my interest in the ropes. In fact she had a secret fantasy of wanting to be tied up.

Good to see that I was no alone! Kristy said she had been tied up as a child but was starving to be tied up to reach a new level of climax. I figured if she insists, why not?
 

We went to one of those places that teenagers go to to be alone, parked, moved to the back seat and went to work. After making out for awhile, I tied Kristy's hands behind her back and then opened her blouse. I began some foreplay on her breasts and had her really turned on.

I pulled out a feather and started to tickle her nose, her cheeks and her breasts with it. She started giggling like crazy.

I put my hand over her pretty little mouth and she smiled at me with her beautiful blue eyes. Then I assertively told her that I was going to have to gag her to keep her quiet. She nodded in agreement and her eyes got brighter and bigger.

I pulled out a blue bandana and put it on as as over the mouth gag. Kristy was still able to speak so I loosed the knot, pulled the bandana tighter and tied it tight behind her head just over her blonde pony tail.

Kristy mmmpphhed---the gag had worked and I was getting turned on.

I inserted my dick into Kristy's pussy while kissing her tits. She was going wild and came before I did. It didn't take long before I got off and rearly blew my rubber off with the ejection!

Then I sighed and sat beside Kristy relaxing and enjoying the moment. It was incredible. But something unusual happened. As I looked over at Kristy, still B&G, I got hard again and wanted to go again. So did she. It was my first 2 banger. I was shaking all over from the sensations and so was Kristy.

I'll be forever grateful to those early tv shows for planting in me the seeds of bondage. As a child, I always enjoyed seeing a beautiful B&G DID. I still do. 

Several years ago I got incredibly turned on seeing Drew Barrymore B&G in the first Charley's Angels movie. So much so that I double banged my wife. Brought back memories of Kristy. 

I am also very grateful for this site and some of the stories that are here. It's good to see that there are other people out there who get turned on by bondage and mix it with good, clean sex.

Keep the website going and guys keep the stories coming. We all love em.

KJ 
 
 
 

I wanted to say how many memories you brought back for me with the mention of Debbie Reynolds. Wasn't she great? But you must have missed my favorite episode, where Debbie got to do the handgagging. Remember that one? It was so erotic and really turned me on. Debbie had the most gorgeous hands, even on a black and white TV set.

Here's the scene as best as I rememeber it. Debbie had to make a phone call in which she would be purposely trying to bluff a person. She would need to lie, put on an act, sweet talk the person, humor him. She was pulling his leg, and was dying to laugh out loud. Her husband was sitting right next to her at the phone. Debbie knew he could hear her silly act. If he laughed, she knew she'd lose it. And he was ready to howl.

Debbie quickly clapped her left hand across his mouth, inverted with thumb downward. The camera angle had her husband facing her, so we got to see his left side while she faced front. We could clearly see Debbie's hand as a gag, her long pretty fingers across his left cheek. You could see that in reality Debbie was holding his mouth pretty tight. Probably to get even for all those handgags he gave her.

He was so tickled with laughter that he was rocking back and forth, tapping his fingers against her backhand as if he couldn't stand the humor of it all, dying to laugh. But Debbie's sweet little hand did an excellent job of keeping him quiet the whole time. We never heard so much as a squeak, a peep, or an mmmpphh. Only Debbie talking.

What impressed me most, what I remember most, was the time length of her gag. I'm dead serious. Her hand stayed over his mouth for at least five full minutes while she talked and talked on the phone. Five minutes without changing the camera angle. That was highly unusual for Hollywood to do in those days. I saw her hand gag as erotic and I went crazy seeing it. And she just wouldn't take that hand away! After Debbie had been gagging him a little while, I started to time her. It was five minutes from THAT point! I hadn't started at the beginning!

I was so excited, spellbound, to see this lovely woman's hand remaining in place without even moving! And it was one tight gag! I literally could not believe how long Debbie was handgagging him. She must have insisted it be written in the script that way. Just when you thought she couldn't possibly hold his mouth any longer, she let go. He actually looked disappointed!

But in a few seconds, she got to another hilarious moment on the phone. Again, Debbie's same hand reached over to re-gag him--this time for maybe 30 seconds. It was fabulous seeing a woman hanbdgag a man so long on national TV. Does anyone remember it?

Like mother, like daughter. Debbie's daughter Carrie Fisher played Princess Leia in the third Star Wars movie, Return of the Jedi. Watch as she does a nice little handgag to C3PO. He was only a robot, but the actor inside the metal wasn't. Nice, nice hands. Beautiful, just like Debbie's.

Next time, I want to share the absolute best, longest handgag I ever saw on TV. It was, sadly, F/f instead of F/m. Hint: It was 1977, and the show was a comedy spin-off from Hee Haw called Hee Haw Honeys. It didn't last too long, and was about three beautiful girls who were headed to Nashville to be country singers. Please someone say they saw it! Did anyone see that fntastic handgag? I'll tell all about it soon! Keep the F/m handgag stories coming, guys--those are THE BEST!!!!! 

When I was in college I was seeing a girl. Her name was Rebecca. She was a knockout brunette. While at her place one night and all alone she challenged me to tie her up. I figure okay and said let's do it. She said, no, that I was going to have to work for it sand started making these slapping movements with her hand and wiggled and wobbled around.

She knew I was a gentleman and wouldn't strike her, but I was getting a little pissed. Finally, I gently wrestled her to the floor, pinned her hands behind her back and started to tie her hands with the rope that she so generoulsy supplied me with.

I then tied her feet and carried her passionately from the parlor to the bedroom. She started laughing at me so I stuffed her panty hose in her mouth then cleave gagged her with another panty hose.

Looking at her with a sinister look I said what shall I do with you now. She obviously couldn't answer but the look on her face said whatever you want to ...and I did!

Victor

i want to thank so many of you who have patronized my writings at Restrained Tastes, subsection Tied and True Tales. You have made my two series, Lisa the Hand and Lisa: A Handy Girl To Have Around, a couple of big hits. For those who haven't read them, they are about a girl who specializes in hand gags. Yes, she is a real person and really does exist.

i have received some great e-mail from you folks who have read my Lisa series and my messages here. Thanks again.

i am fascinated erotically by the female handgag over the male mouth. If any of you girls and ladies would love to share your interest in giving the handgag, I'd love to hear all about your technique and experiences. I may even borrow your techniques for my erotic bondage writing, with your pwermission. Especially love to hear from women in their 20's and 30's, and yes, teenagers too. 

Please e-mail me, girls, if you wanna discuss handgags. I promise an answer back to anyone who writes. Use the e-mail address listed below. Let me hear from you! Don't be shy!

Thank you for responding to my posts. Glad that somebodyelse remembers Debbie Reynolds in that short lived tv sitcom. Sorry to say, I don't remember the particular episode...wouldn't have meant much to me anyway. I much prefer to see a women getting the handgag, not the man. Just my preference.

But yes, Debbie Reynolds was something. She must have been in her mid 30's at the time but looked incredible, still does. 

Keep Postin Harold

Thank you for responding to my posts. Glad that somebodyelse remembers Debbie Reynolds in that short lived tv sitcom. Sorry to say, I don't remember the particular episode...wouldn't have meant much to me anyway. I much prefer to see a women getting the handgag, not the man. Just my preference.

But yes, Debbie Reynolds was something. She must have been in her mid 30's at the time but looked incredible, still does. 

Keep Postin Harold

Kevin Jones

I am glad to see that some people here share my sentinents for tv bondage. When I last posted, I left out two very popular tv series from the 60's that had incredible bondage scenes; The Saint with Roger Moore and It Takes a Thief with Robert Wagner. Both had weekly bondage scenes.

Probably the best scene from the Roger Moore series if not of all series was with beautiful Shirley Eaton. Ms Eaton also had a small part in the blockbuster Bond movie Goldfinger. In this episode, Eaton is kidnapped, bound and tightly over the mouth gagged by the bad guys. One of the bad guys is about to strangle her when Moore comes in and with a gun encourages the guys to leave.

He goes over to Eaton who is lying on bed, removed the gag only to be chasticed by Eaton. Ms. Eaton gives our hero The Saint a royal tongue lashing when much to our pleasure, Moore regags her and tells her he is going to l eave her that way untill she promises to be a good girl. 

Reluctantly, Eaton sighs through her nose, looks upward at the bedboard and then nods her head. 

In It Takes a Thief, Wagner was usually the one doing the tying. In particular, he tied and gagged beautiful Julie Newmar. Hardly a week went by without some beautiful lass getting a handgag and/or tied and gagged in this show. We all loved it.

In the early seventies, one cop show that stood out was The Rookies. In particular, there was one episode which had possibly the longest bondage scene ever. This gal was bound and gagged literally from the beginning of the show to the very end, in so many different ways too.

Bill Bixby had a short lived show called The Magician which had one scene of note. It was with Batgirl Yvonne Craig who gets tape gagged. Craig was trying to buck Stephanie Powers for the most gagged gal at the time.

In the mid 70's Linda Carter's Wonder Woman series was created, sorry to say in the early episodes it was mostly Steve Trevor who got bound and gagged and was rescued by Wonder Woman. 

In the last season, Carter appeared on the Johhny Carson show and said they were trying something different for what turned out to be the final season, Carter as Diana Prince would be kidnapped and rescued by Steve Trevor (played by Lyle WAGGONER) Carson surprised commented that he thought Wonder Woman was supposed to be the super hero. Carter then went on to expalin the the two characters of that she played and that as Diana Prince she was very vulnerable.

In that last season we saw Carter get the full treatment at least thrice. Previous years had Carter in some light bondage scenes and a handgag, but not much. This last year was much better. 

In one episode, Carter as Diana Prince is in a auto body shop nosing around and asking too many questions. Steve Trevor feels that she will be safe because he cleverly has her wearing a necklace with a microphone where he and the rest of the good guys can keep a close eye, or is that ear on Diana Prince. At one point Carter yells out, "Whya re you tying me up?" Trevor wants to jump in but is cautioned to wait, after all, there is that hidden microphone.

Later, the bad guys are seen walking Carter to a car and shove her into the backseat of a car. Only now she is tightly cleave gagged. Even with the necklace a mere inches away, Carter is unable to provide any information as to what is going on or where the bad guys are taking her. Very suspenceful and very good.

In another episode, Carter is tied to a chair with a bomb about to go off. The bad guys want to assinate her and she is again tightly cleave gagged with a thick black towel.

When the hero comes in, he goes right for Carters hands trying to untie her and totally unaware of the bomb. Carter frantically tries to communicate that there is a bomb but all that comes out are strongly muffled mmmmppphs that are totally understandable. 

The only other episode where Carter gets the full treatment has Carter on a ship, getting her hands tied and telling half of the bad guys that the other half are going to pull a fast one untill she is finally gagged. One of the bad guys says; "Whew, thank God we gagged her or she would have told them everything!"

We would see Carter get the full treatment again in a short lived series called Partners in Crime with Loni Anderson. Actually, both get the full treatment and what a treat that was for us guys.

The Incredible Hulk had some good bondage scenes, unfortunately, too many were with Bill Bixby and too few were with the dames although there were some good ones. I remember one episode in particular with a good lokking Italian chic getting tied to a pole in a warehouse and tightly tape gagged. 

Another short lived show at the time wa called As The Whistle Blows. This show had a great and fairly long bondage episode with Barbi Benton, Hugh Heffners ex and former Playbunny. 

Dukes of Hazard also had some good bondage stuff with pretty Daisey Duke (Barbara Bach) hardly a week went by where Daisey Duke was not at least handgagged if not bound and gagged only to be saved by the Duke boys.

Spiderman tv series had several good bondage scenes with some soon to become stars. 

BJ and The Bear could be counted on for weekly bondage episodes with some very attractive chics bound and gagged. Some of these actresses were stars or became stars shortly afterward.

Robert Urichs Vegas series could be counted on for regular bondage usually with pretty Phyllis Davis but many other gorgeous actresses as well. I wish they would show reruns of this series. 

In the early 80's The Fall Guy had regular bondage scenes with Heather Thomas in particular and many other lovely vixens. Around the same time, Simon & Simon came on and they had bondage scenes literally from the first show. This show was a bondage fan's dream!

When TJ Hooker aired we had an opportunity to see Heather Locknear challenge Stephanie Powers. If you watched Dynasty, you could sometimes see Locknear bound and gagged twice in fresh run tv shows in the same week!

The tv show Hunter also provided some great bondage with another Stephanie, Stephanie Kramer. We saw Ms. Kramer get cleave gagged, duct taped, wrapped, handgagged, chorophormed and more. Great stuff!

Also in the 70's was Charleys Angels. This show also featured regular bondage although to the best of my knowledge only two angels ever got the full treatment. The first being Kate Jackson and the second being Shelley Hack. The latter got a nice red bandana over the mouth gag while Jackson got taped at least once. The other angels were tied but not gagged (what a shame!)

Kate Jackson would again get the full treatment in Scarecrow and Mrs. King. Jackson seemed to like tape.

In the 80's, Matt Houston also provided some good bondage scenes, one which got a full page ad in tv guide had CJ (Barbara Hemsley) tied to a chair, bound and gagged while Houston (Lee Horsley) tries to cut her loose and a maniac women is about to slice Houton with a pair of scissors. This was more or less a ripoff of the CLint Eastwood classic Play Misty For Me.

I cut that ad out from the tv guide and kept it for quite awhile. Ms. Helmsley also got the full treatment in Kojak and a handgag in Vegas.

By far, the best of the bondage shows in the 80's was Knightrider with David Hasselholf. Every week a new beauty would be bound and gagged. When Baywatch came on, we would see even more bondage with more beautiful girls.

This is far from being a complate list. I am sure that I will remember more. Unlike Harold, I prefer the damsels in distress, not the guys. Although there was one exception. In an old Dukes of Hazard show, one of the Duke boys gets overpowered by two beautiful girls and is left bound and gagged. The only reason I enjoyed this was because I fantasized how great it would be to have two chics like that do that to me! 

Like Harold, I do enjoy a hand over the mouth from my lady. Very stimulating, but when watching, I'd rather see a woman handgagged, tied and gagged. Not a guy.

Hope you guys enjoyed this. Comments are welcome.......
 

KJ
 
 
 

I am glad to see that some people here share my sentinents for tv bondage. When I last posted, I left out two very popular tv series from the 60's that had incredible bondage scenes; The Saint with Roger Moore and It Takes a Thief with Robert Wagner. Both had weekly bondage scenes.

Probably the best scene from the Roger Moore series if not of all series was with beautiful Shirley Eaton. Ms Eaton also had a small part in the blockbuster Bond movie Goldfinger. In this episode, Eaton is kidnapped, bound and tightly over the mouth gagged by the bad guys. One of the bad guys is about to strangle her when Moore comes in and with a gun encourages the guys to leave.

He goes over to Eaton who is lying on bed, removed the gag only to be chasticed by Eaton. Ms. Eaton gives our hero The Saint a royal tongue lashing when much to our pleasure, Moore regags her and tells her he is going to l eave her that way untill she promises to be a good girl. 

Reluctantly, Eaton sighs through her nose, looks upward at the bedboard and then nods her head. 

In It Takes a Thief, Wagner was usually the one doing the tying. In particular, he tied and gagged beautiful Julie Newmar. Hardly a week went by without some beautiful lass getting a handgag and/or tied and gagged in this show. We all loved it.

In the early seventies, one cop show that stood out was The Rookies. In particular, there was one episode which had possibly the longest bondage scene ever. This gal was bound and gagged literally from the beginning of the show to the very end, in so many different ways too.

Bill Bixby had a short lived show called The Magician which had one scene of note. It was with Batgirl Yvonne Craig who gets tape gagged. Craig was trying to buck Stephanie Powers for the most gagged gal at the time.

In the mid 70's Linda Carter's Wonder Woman series was created, sorry to say in the early episodes it was mostly Steve Trevor who got bound and gagged and was rescued by Wonder Woman. 

In the last season, Carter appeared on the Johhny Carson show and said they were trying something different for what turned out to be the final season, Carter as Diana Prince would be kidnapped and rescued by Steve Trevor (played by Lyle WAGGONER) Carson surprised commented that he thought Wonder Woman was supposed to be the super hero. Carter then went on to expalin the the two characters of that she played and that as Diana Prince she was very vulnerable.

In that last season we saw Carter get the full treatment at least thrice. Previous years had Carter in some light bondage scenes and a handgag, but not much. This last year was much better. 

In one episode, Carter as Diana Prince is in a auto body shop nosing around and asking too many questions. Steve Trevor feels that she will be safe because he cleverly has her wearing a necklace with a microphone where he and the rest of the good guys can keep a close eye, or is that ear on Diana Prince. At one point Carter yells out, "Whya re you tying me up?" Trevor wants to jump in but is cautioned to wait, after all, there is that hidden microphone.

Later, the bad guys are seen walking Carter to a car and shove her into the backseat of a car. Only now she is tightly cleave gagged. Even with the necklace a mere inches away, Carter is unable to provide any information as to what is going on or where the bad guys are taking her. Very suspenceful and very good.

In another episode, Carter is tied to a chair with a bomb about to go off. The bad guys want to assinate her and she is again tightly cleave gagged with a thick black towel.

When the hero comes in, he goes right for Carters hands trying to untie her and totally unaware of the bomb. Carter frantically tries to communicate that there is a bomb but all that comes out are strongly muffled mmmmppphs that are totally understandable. 

The only other episode where Carter gets the full treatment has Carter on a ship, getting her hands tied and telling half of the bad guys that the other half are going to pull a fast one untill she is finally gagged. One of the bad guys says; "Whew, thank God we gagged her or she would have told them everything!"

We would see Carter get the full treatment again in a short lived series called Partners in Crime with Loni Anderson. Actually, both get the full treatment and what a treat that was for us guys.

The Incredible Hulk had some good bondage scenes, unfortunately, too many were with Bill Bixby and too few were with the dames although there were some good ones. I remember one episode in particular with a good lokking Italian chic getting tied to a pole in a warehouse and tightly tape gagged. 

Another short lived show at the time wa called As The Whistle Blows. This show had a great and fairly long bondage episode with Barbi Benton, Hugh Heffners ex and former Playbunny. 

Dukes of Hazard also had some good bondage stuff with pretty Daisey Duke (Barbara Bach) hardly a week went by where Daisey Duke was not at least handgagged if not bound and gagged only to be saved by the Duke boys.

Spiderman tv series had several good bondage scenes with some soon to become stars. 

BJ and The Bear could be counted on for weekly bondage episodes with some very attractive chics bound and gagged. Some of these actresses were stars or became stars shortly afterward.

Robert Urichs Vegas series could be counted on for regular bondage usually with pretty Phyllis Davis but many other gorgeous actresses as well. I wish they would show reruns of this series. 

In the early 80's The Fall Guy had regular bondage scenes with Heather Thomas in particular and many other lovely vixens. Around the same time, Simon & Simon came on and they had bondage scenes literally from the first show. This show was a bondage fan's dream!

When TJ Hooker aired we had an opportunity to see Heather Locknear challenge Stephanie Powers. If you watched Dynasty, you could sometimes see Locknear bound and gagged twice in fresh run tv shows in the same week!

The tv show Hunter also provided some great bondage with another Stephanie, Stephanie Kramer. We saw Ms. Kramer get cleave gagged, duct taped, wrapped, handgagged, chorophormed and more. Great stuff!

Also in the 70's was Charleys Angels. This show also featured regular bondage although to the best of my knowledge only two angels ever got the full treatment. The first being Kate Jackson and the second being Shelley Hack. The latter got a nice red bandana over the mouth gag while Jackson got taped at least once. The other angels were tied but not gagged (what a shame!)

Kate Jackson would again get the full treatment in Scarecrow and Mrs. King. Jackson seemed to like tape.

In the 80's, Matt Houston also provided some good bondage scenes, one which got a full page ad in tv guide had CJ (Barbara Hemsley) tied to a chair, bound and gagged while Houston (Lee Horsley) tries to cut her loose and a maniac women is about to slice Houton with a pair of scissors. This was more or less a ripoff of the CLint Eastwood classic Play Misty For Me.

I cut that ad out from the tv guide and kept it for quite awhile. Ms. Helmsley also got the full treatment in Kojak and a handgag in Vegas.

By far, the best of the bondage shows in the 80's was Knightrider with David Hasselholf. Every week a new beauty would be bound and gagged. When Baywatch came on, we would see even more bondage with more beautiful girls.

This is far from being a complate list. I am sure that I will remember more. Unlike Harold, I prefer the damsels in distress, not the guys. Although there was one exception. In an old Dukes of Hazard show, one of the Duke boys gets overpowered by two beautiful girls and is left bound and gagged. The only reason I enjoyed this was because I fantasized how great it would be to have two chics like that do that to me! 

Like Harold, I do enjoy a hand over the mouth from my lady. Very stimulating, but when watching, I'd rather see a woman handgagged, tied and gagged. Not a guy.

Hope you guys enjoyed this. Comments are welcome.......
 

KJ
 
 
 

I am glad to see that some people here share my sentinents for tv bondage. When I last posted, I left out two very popular tv series from the 60's that had incredible bondage scenes; The Saint with Roger Moore and It Takes a Thief with Robert Wagner. Both had weekly bondage scenes.

Probably the best scene from the Roger Moore series if not of all series was with beautiful Shirley Eaton. Ms Eaton also had a small part in the blockbuster Bond movie Goldfinger. In this episode, Eaton is kidnapped, bound and tightly over the mouth gagged by the bad guys. One of the bad guys is about to strangle her when Moore comes in and with a gun encourages the guys to leave.

He goes over to Eaton who is lying on bed, removed the gag only to be chasticed by Eaton. Ms. Eaton gives our hero The Saint a royal tongue lashing when much to our pleasure, Moore regags her and tells her he is going to l eave her that way untill she promises to be a good girl. 

Reluctantly, Eaton sighs through her nose, looks upward at the bedboard and then nods her head. 

In It Takes a Thief, Wagner was usually the one doing the tying. In particular, he tied and gagged beautiful Julie Newmar. Hardly a week went by without some beautiful lass getting a handgag and/or tied and gagged in this show. We all loved it.

In the early seventies, one cop show that stood out was The Rookies. In particular, there was one episode which had possibly the longest bondage scene ever. This gal was bound and gagged literally from the beginning of the show to the very end, in so many different ways too.

Bill Bixby had a short lived show called The Magician which had one scene of note. It was with Batgirl Yvonne Craig who gets tape gagged. Craig was trying to buck Stephanie Powers for the most gagged gal at the time.

In the mid 70's Linda Carter's Wonder Woman series was created, sorry to say in the early episodes it was mostly Steve Trevor who got bound and gagged and was rescued by Wonder Woman. 

In the last season, Carter appeared on the Johhny Carson show and said they were trying something different for what turned out to be the final season, Carter as Diana Prince would be kidnapped and rescued by Steve Trevor (played by Lyle WAGGONER) Carson surprised commented that he thought Wonder Woman was supposed to be the super hero. Carter then went on to explain the the of the two characters that she played that as Diana Prince she was very vulnerable.

In that last season we saw Carter get the full treatment at least thrice. Previous years had Carter in some light bondage scenes and a handgag, but not much. This last year was much better. 

In one episode, Carter as Diana Prince is in a auto body shop nosing around and asking too many questions. Steve Trevor feels that she will be safe because he cleverly has her wearing a necklace with a microphone where he and the rest of the good guys can keep a close eye, or is that ear on Diana Prince. At one point Carter yells out, "Why are you tying me up?" Trevor wants to jump in but is cautioned to wait, after all, there is that hidden microphone.

Later, the bad guys are seen walking Carter to a car and shove her into the backseat of a car. Only now she is tightly cleave gagged. Even with the necklace a mere inches away, Carter is unable to provide any information as to what is going on or where the bad guys are taking her. Very suspenceful and very good.

In another episode, Carter is tied to a chair with a bomb about to go off. The bad guys want to assasinate her and she is again tightly cleave gagged with a thick black towel.

When the hero comes in, he goes right for Carters hands trying to untie her and totally unaware of the bomb. Carter frantically tries to communicate that there is a bomb but all that comes out are strongly muffled mmmmppphs that are totally NOT understandable. 

The only other episode where Carter gets the full treatment has Carter on a ship, getting her hands tied and telling half of the bad guys that the other half are going to pull a fast one untill she is finally gagged. One of the bad guys says; "Whew, thank God we gagged her or she would have told them everything!"

We would see Carter get the full treatment again in a short lived series called Partners in Crime with Loni Anderson. Actually, both get the full treatment and what a treat that was for us guys.

The Incredible Hulk had some good bondage scenes, unfortunately, too many were with Bill Bixby and too few were with the dames although there were some good ones. I remember one episode in particular with a good lokking Italian chic getting tied to a pole in a warehouse and tightly tape gagged. 

Another short lived show at the time was called As The Whistle Blows. This show had a great and fairly long bondage episode with Barbi Benton, Hugh Heffners ex and former Playbunny. 

Dukes of Hazard also had some good bondage stuff with pretty Daisey Duke (Barbara Bach) hardly a week went by where Daisey Duke was not at least handgagged if not bound and gagged only to be saved by the Duke boys.

Spiderman tv series had several good bondage scenes with some soon to become stars. 

BJ and The Bear could be counted on for weekly bondage episodes with some very attractive chics bound and gagged. Some of these actresses were stars or became stars shortly afterward.

Robert Urichs Vegas series could be counted on for regular bondage usually with pretty Phyllis Davis but many other gorgeous actresses as well. I wish they would show reruns of this series. 

In the early 80's The Fall Guy had regular bondage scenes with Heather Thomas in particular and many other lovely vixens. Around the same time, Simon & Simon came on and they had bondage scenes literally from the first show. This show was a bondage fan's dream!

When TJ Hooker aired we had an opportunity to see Heather Locknear challenge Stephanie Powers. If you watched Dynasty, you could sometimes see Locknear bound and gagged twice in fresh run tv shows in the same week!

The tv show Hunter also provided some great bondage with another Stephanie, Stephanie Kramer. We saw Ms. Kramer get cleave gagged, duct taped, wrapped, handgagged, chorophormed and more. Great stuff!

Also in the 70's was Charleys Angels. This show also featured regular bondage although to the best of my knowledge only two angels ever got the full treatment. The first being Kate Jackson and the second being Shelley Hack. The latter got a nice red bandana over the mouth gag while Jackson got taped at least once. The other angels were tied but not gagged (what a shame!)

Kate Jackson would again get the full treatment in Scarecrow and Mrs. King. Jackson seemed to like tape.

In the 80's, Matt Houston also provided some good bondage scenes, one which got a full page ad in tv guide had CJ (Barbara Hemsley) tied to a chair, bound and gagged while Houston (Lee Horsley) tries to cut her loose and a maniac woman is about to slice Houston with a pair of scissors. This was more or less a ripoff of the Clint Eastwood classic Play Misty For Me.

I cut that ad out from the tv guide and kept it for quite awhile. Ms. Helmsley also got the full treatment in Kojak and a handgag in Vegas.

By far, the best of the bondage shows in the 80's was Knightrider with David Hasselholf. Every week a new beauty would be bound and gagged. When Baywatch came on, we would see even more bondage with more beautiful girls.

This is far from being a complete list. I am sure that I will remember more. Unlike Harold, I prefer the damsels in distress, not the guys. Although there was one exception. In an old Dukes of Hazard show, one of the Duke boys gets overpowered by two beautiful girls and is left bound and gagged. The only reason I enjoyed this was because I fantasized how great it would be to have two chics like that do that to me! 

Like Harold, I do enjoy a hand over the mouth from my lady. Very stimulating, but when watching, I'd rather see a woman handgagged, tied and gagged. Not a guy.

Hope you guys enjoyed this. Comments are welcome.......
 

KJ
 
 
 

Kevin, you've done a super job running down the TV shows of the '60's, '70's, and '80's that featured great bondage scenes. I particularly remember well that episode of Dukes of Hazzard where Luke Duke got tied up and bandana-gagged by those two beautiful ladies.

If you were planning to do a run-down of '90's TV shows that featured bondage scenes, let me point out that great sci-fi show, The X-Files. 

Special Agent of the FBI Dana Scully was played by the incredibly gorgeous and talented Gillian Anderson. The show ran from 1993-2001. I have seen every episode. I counted 11 gag scenes for Gillian in nine years. That included five hand gags, two tape gags, and four cleave gags. When a younger female agent joined the cast, FBI Agent Monica Reyes, played by the lovely and sweet-voiced Annabeth Gish, she was handgagged three times, all in the last season!

Sadly (for me), those incredibly beautiful hands of Gillian's never did a single hand gag in nine years. i looked hard for one but never saw one--shame. And there were times that Fox Mulder (David Duchovny) really could have used her hand clamped over his sarcastic mouth. Her hand would have looked great, and he would have sounded even greater! Gillian did say that one of her own personal favorite episodes was when crazyman Donnie Pfaster kidnapped her. He was known for cutting off girls' long, pretty fingers because he was attracted by them. He asked her, "Who does your nails, girlie-girl?" Donnie gagged Scully cleave-style with a dish towel. One of her lines through the gag was "Get the hell away from me!" She always did some great mmmmpphhing while gagged. 

There are many great and beautiful Hollywood actresses who I could fantasize about giving me a hand gag, but none more than Gillian Anderson. She is just too beautiful and sexy with gorgeous hands. She would head my all-time female handgag giver's list. Just wanted to make sure you didn't leave out The X-Files. Keep up the great work, Kevin! 

I remember one handgag scene with Skully.

The #1 show in the 90's for bondage had to be Lost World. So many scenes, so many ways.

Renegade also had some great bondage scenes. Mr. Lamas was the Robert Wagner of the 90's and seemed to have the privledge to enjoy a high income, have great scenes witht he dames plus had the privledge to tie up and gag so many beautiful dames. What a lucky guy!

Highlander also had some great bondage scenes, although not a much as Renegade.

Viper had some interesting scenes and there were some other shows as well. Baywatch had a lot of bondage scenes. There was also a spinoff show of Baywatch that had David Hasselholf as a detective. This program had the pretty brunette from L.A. Law in frequent trouble, lot's of handgags and b&g. 

To me the 70's and 80's were the greatest for bondage.

In my earlier posts I forgot to mention another super cop show, Mod Squad where Peggy Lipton got the b&g treatment on a frequent basis. I can remember one episode in particular where Ms. Lipton is kidnapped, tied, blindfolded and gagged. Lipton is mmmmppphhhing like crazy trying to beg her captor to remove the gag. Her captor proudly protests letting Lipton know that if he removes the gag, she would talk him right into a jail cell, such a sucker he was for a lady. 

There was also a short lived show called Cat and Dog with Kim Bassinger. In one episode Ms. Bassinger gets kidnapped and tape gagged. She was very young at this time. A few years later, Michele Pfeiffer, also a unknown at the time gets the full b&g treatment on a short lived tv show. There was also a female cop show, similiar to Charleys Angels called Codename: Foxfire which had a great b&g scene with a gal that looked a lot like Melanie Griffin. About the same time, there was another show called The American Girls (another Charleys Angels ripoff) that had some great bondage and hand gagging.

Sitcom Married With Children (in the 80's) had some bondage including one with Ms. Applegate tied to a stariwell. Lot's of rope (no gag--shucks!)

The tv bondage was great. Moving on to Playboy, Penthouse and Hustler gave me a whole new perspective on bondage. A great book "The Joy of Sex" opened my eyes to bondage as more than just to see a damsel in distress on tv shows. Also made me realize that I was not alone with my sentiment towards bondage. 

All of those tv shows gave me great ideas to play out bondage scenes with several ladies. To this day, a tightly tied and gagged woman is a H-U-G-E turnon for me. Brings out that something extra in both of us.

Great posts guys. Please keep posting your imput on your favorite bondage shows.

KJ 
 
 
 

Earlier, I wrote about the great bondage on tv from the 60's and 70's, 80's and somewhat in the 90's. But the 50's were great too.

One show in particular was of course the old Superman TV series with George Reeves. While I didn't have the opportunity to see these first run, I saw them on rerun after Christopher Reeve resurrected the caped Superman in the first Superman movie back in 1978. 

To me, Phyllis Coates was the best of the two tv Lois Lanes from time. The other of course being Noel Neil. Upon research, I found out that Neil was the first Lois Lane in the Superman serial from the 40's. I happened across a old video that my parents bought at a fair along with some other old tv shows an serials.

Anyway, Phyllis Coates was an extremely attractive gal from that time period and I counted at least three bondage scenes with Ms. Coates getting the full b&g treatment. These earlier Superman shows which I believe were created in early 1951-1953 were pretty good for the times. 

Noel Neil got the full treatment many times and replaced Coates when Ms. Coates decided to move on to other parts, or so I was told. Noel Niel was tied and gagged so many times that I really think the producers gave her a rope and gag as a part of her costume!

Other shows during that time period were Zorro, the Disney tv verison with Guy Williams. My parents had all of the episodes and they were loaded with beautiful DID's with Zorro coming to the rescue. Rocky Jones, a very low budget sci fi show. Capt. Video, Boston Blackie, Calamity Jane and a few others.

Roy Rogers had a tv series back in those days as well and courtesy my parents library I found some great b&g scenes with Mrs. Rogers (Dale Evans) getting handgagged, over the mouth gagged and cleave gagged. 

There was an old tv show with Roger Moore and Dorothy Provine called The Alaskans where the beautiful Provine would get the b&g treatment on a regular basis. Bondage was almost as frequest on this show as it was on Moore's best known tv series, The Saint.

I also caught a great bondage scene in old Maverick show, also starring Moore where a Indian chic gets bound and gagged. Did Moore like bondage or was he just in the right place (s) at the right time (s)???

77 Sunset Strip was a decent detectivce show from the late 50's that had many a beautiful dame in bondage until the good guys came to the rescue or in some cases were the bondagers. I came across one old episode where one of the stars, a good looking guy, and it wasn't Ed Burnes (Cookie) or Efrem Zimblish, Jr. has a girl in the car (she is a girlfriend to one of the bad guys), he is making out like crazy and discreetly starts to tie her hands behind her back. She looks a little surprised, opens her eyes but figures that this guy is just getting a little kinky untill the gag get's slapped on. He then moves to the car to another, dark spot, locks the doors, devilishly says "Now don't go nowhere and please be quiet!" and then goes up to capture the crooks.

I also came across some old serials; Dr. Satan, Leopard Lady with a good looking gal named Linda Stirling who seemed to be the Stephanie Powers of the 40's, always got bound and gagged in every serial and in almost every episode!

There was also the old Batman serial where Vicky Vale gets the full treatment until Batman saves the day. Why couldn't the producers of the more modern Batman movies done this with Kim Bassinger or Michele Pfeiffer???

Going back to the 50's tv, there was also some great bondage scenes on westerns like Gunsmoke, Bonanza and Rawhide. One had a great b&g scene with Stella Stevens.

And then there were crime drama's shows like Surfside 6, Route 66, Hawian Eye, Adventures in Paradise and a few others.

In the 60's, there was another show that I left out and was riminded of, Wild, Wild West with Robert Conrad. Although there were many episodes of beautiful chics b&g untill Conrad (West) came to the rescue, my favorite one, of those that I have seen so far, is when Conrad is held prisoner by the bad guys, gets loose once and tries to take this girl (played by Lana Wood, Natalie Wood's sister) and she starts screaming her held off untill West get's recaptured, retied.

West learning his lesson, get's loose again, Lana Wood comes over to tease, West seduces her to start making out with him, meanwhile with Wood's eye's closed West pulls a bandana out, moves his lips away and quickly gags Wood and takes her off and away.

This show was sort of like a James Bond Western set in the 1800's with a lot of gadgets and beautiful dames, and from what I've seen, a lot of bondage.

I am sure that there were more series as well. In fact while fondling around just now I found yet another 50's
show called Richard Diamond and a 60's show called The Thin Man. Since these are in the bondage section that my parents set up, I'm sure that I will find some great stuff there too.

To the individual that sais he remmebered a Dukes of Hazard episode that I mentioned earlier this week, sorry to inform you, your memory is a little jaded, it was NOT Bo Duke who got the full b&g treatment from those beautiful female thieves, care to try again?

By the way, did I mentione that Ironside with Raymond Burr also had some great bondage scenes with his female detectives. So did an old show called The Iron Horse, which I found last nite in my parents library.

Wataching this stuff is fun, but doing it with a reliable, agreeable opposite sex partner is even mooooooooooooooore fun.

Perhaps next time I will cover some of my parents Penthouse and XXXX rated bondage collection, if it is permitted.
 

KJ
 

Now, to KPrime: What is the problem, KPrime? With all due respect, you do not own or control this website. This is America, where freedom of speech is permitted. Don't berate Kevin Jones for his excellent knowledge of TV shows. The man is really educating us. And as Lance said, some of us are enjoying it and having fun with it. Why spoil everyone else's fun just because it doesn't interest you? He has a right to post whatever he wishes, just as you and I do. Canuck will decide what is appropriate, not you.

It isn't as if Kevin is off the subject of binding and gagging. His purpose was to state that some of these shows and movies can really stimulate couples to explore bondage. Many of these shows may still be caught in reruns, so the other readers may wish to check them out. Some of these college/university kids may also want to look into them for ideas. Isn't bondage what this website is all about? If you find the topic not interesting, just use your down arrow key and scroll to the next message. No one is forcing you to read his postings. 

KPrime, it works like this: If you turn on the TV and see something you aren't interested in, turn the channel. But please respect Kevin's right to entertain the rest of us as he sees fit. No on else is complaining. Please be courteous--don't come here with a sour and disgruntled attitude. It makes you look bad to the readers, and offends many of us.

I've seen this sort of thing many times before. It takes one bad apple to spoil the barrel. I've even left websites where there was just too much bickering and backbiting. Please, people, live and let live. If you see something here that you don't care for, scroll past it. Easy, simple. I often see foul language here that disgusts me, but I don't have the right to tell others how to express themselves. We all have different tastes and likes, right? It would be a pretty dull world if we all liked the same thing. It takes all things to make the world go around. But don't dictate your tastes and interests to the rest of us. Kevin had something to say. Let him say it. As Bill Cosby used to say, if you're not careful, you might even learn something. Let's all respect each other's freedom of speech. We have it because men and women fought and died to give it to us. Peace, KPrime. 

This is a true story (yes, believe it or not, true) of a bondage experience that I had during my third year at college. I had a few others, here and there, but this is one that really sticks out in my mind. Now, parts of the event were obviously sexual, but I will try not to dwell on that.

I met this girl, whom we will call Jill, for the sake of blurring her identity should a fellow college be lurking, during my freshman year and we became sudo-friends. She was the same age and class as I was, but went to a private, girls-only college a short distance away. Jill and I ended up taking some of the same inter-college activity classes, that required some students to travel between schools twice a week or so. 

Jill was average height, 5'4 or so and my initial reaction to her general appearence was that she looked like she must have been studying to be a librarian. At the time Jill appeared to be thin in build, with an average body, 115 lbs or so, but it was hard to tell from her outer clothing. Jill always seemed to wqear long sleves, turtle necks, sweaters or baggie shirts. She wore skirts occasionally, but typically medium leanth skirts or buisness type slacks. 

Jill had jet black hair that ran several inches past her shoulders and very pretty brown eyes behind a set of round, seemingly oversized glasses. Her smile was perfect and she always seemed to have a lipstick color just between red and beige. Nothing fancy, but well done. Striking cheekbones and a cute nose that your attention was drawn too as jill often had to push the glasses up further on the bridge of her nose. Jills most noticable feature was her fair, almost pale skin. 

When I met Jill, she was so soft spoken and seemed so shy that it instilled a protective, brotherly reaction to most. She and I were teamed up with three other students in a project that included some computer work and a few study sessions. The firt two years went by pretty uneventfull, though we knew eachother by first names and even had studied together several times, there was no real spark. Jill dated several upper classmen and I once over heard some of them bragging at a party what a wild "date" she was. I dismissed this as drunkin frat brother chat because I couldt imagin sweet little Jill being some type of expert in bed.

About two months into my third year, i ran into jill at a party at my campus. She was having an argument with a guy there and I was drinking beers with a few friends. We had nodded and said "hi" earlier but otherwise I had been engrossed in drinking games with another group.

As the evening grew past midnight I suddenly heard an outbrst followed by Jill storming past our table in tears. I looked at my cards, and then my beer, gulped a bit and went out the front door she had exited seconds before. I looked into the night and couldnt see her at first. It was only after I walked around two of the dorms when I heard some soft crying and found Jill sitting on a rock on the rear side of a dorm. I asked her if she was alright and she made a comment about how men were bastards.

I told her that we were basically born that way and it generally took years of female input to change that. Jill smiled and laughed a bit. I asked if she wanted to go back into the party and sit with me and my friends. Jill said she did not feel like going back in after making a scene and thought she would get a ride home. I asked if she was OK to drive and she shook her head no. I asked if she wanted me to find her a ride home and again she said no, telling me that she would be alright and that I should go back to the party. I started to re-enter the house the party was at when i looked back and saw that jill was slowly starting to walk up the road toward the exit of the campus. I shook my head and started after her. It was a cold night in the north east and jill only had on a button up off light pink blouse under a light coat , a pair of jeans and sneekers. I ran up to her and asked where she was walking to. Jill responded "I dont know just anywhere" I told her that if she was going to insist on walking, she could at least let me lend her a warm jacket. Jill smiled and agreed. 

We walked back toward my dorm room across the common and I made some small talk that I cant remember and she laughed and talked back. The atmosphere was comfortable and I was having fun.

I lived with a roomate on tyhe second floor of a dorm room that consisted of a couch, metal bunk beds, a lazy-boy chair, two desks facing the corners each with a wooden chair. We had a 19 inch (big in those days, some 12 years ago) television, a radio, tape player and a rug on the floor. Becides some clothing, books and a few other trinks, the room was otherwise empty. A single window looked away from the common toward the soccer field behind the dorm.

Jill came up to the room and entered with me. she flopped on to the couch as I flipped through coats in the closet and picked one out for her, throwing it next to her. I sat in the lazy boy facing her and asked if she wanted a beer. Jill asked if I had and wine coolers (also big in those days) and I fortunatly did have a few of the colored and sweet drinks in the fridge. I opened a beer and turned on the television. JIll sipped on her wine cooler as I drank my beer and she commented on how pissed she was about leaving the party because of an ex-boyfriend. I made a comment about her current dating senerio and she told me that she had broken up with a guy several weeks ago and that was who she was arguing with this evening. JIll added that she was curently single. Jill rempved the light jacket she was wearing and set it down on the couch arm. I noticed that this blouse was a bit tighter than I rember seeing Jill wear in the past I also noted that I her breasts seemed larger than I remembered and that a white bra with some type od desighn was bearly visable through the material. The top three buttons were undone and the blouse just bearly covered her midrift. I though Jill caught me staring for a minuite, but she continued smiling and didnt say anything.

We talked and talked for another two drinks when I asked Jill if she wanted to play some drinking games. We had run out of Wine coolers, and I figured if she was going to switch to beer, that was probably the best way to keep her mind off it. Jill asked what we should play and I suggested a card game. About that time my ccomate, a blond fellow named Chuck arrived with a date and another guy.I asked if they wanted to join and Chuck produced a case of beer and agreed.

We played a few card games and followed that up with a game called "I never" The basic premis is that one person states an event or fact that "I never" did and ,. using the honesty code (always better when drunk) those that had have to drink, including the one who said it if he or she really had but just wanted to see who else had or hadent.

We went through the typical "I nevers" like "I never shoplifted, I never was arrested, I never cheated on a test" and then the game took a turn more sexual, which is no suprise to anyone. What did suprise me was that Jill was drinking to almost every "I never" including ones about blow Jobs, sex in public places, kissing another girl etc. I was starting to get a little curious and began to see her in a bit different light.

As we all continued to drink and I got more and More courage, I added "I never had sex with some one tied up or having been tied up" I noticed that one of the girls that came in with my roomate giggled and sipped her beer, as did I and out of the cortner of my eye I watched Jill smile and take a gulp.

Reaaaaaalllly. I thought to myself. I was definatly getting aroused and as I looked I could see that Jill was too as her nipples were starting to make slight dents in the thin silky material of her shirt. She blushed a little and the game continued.

Not too much longer, this little party started to break up. First a couple who came with my roomate left and then my roomate stood and sai that he was going over to his girlfriends room. He winked at me and then at Jill and started out the door. "Nice, very suttle" I shouted after him. I turned to jill and apoligised and bent down to pick up the cans on the floor.

Jill simply said 'Ive never been attracted to anyone in this room" followed by a large swig of her beer. I paused, smiled and drank out of my beer also. Jill leaned in to me and we kissed, this was followed by a close embrase with more passionate kissing and I could feel that her breatsts were not only larger than I thought, but they were very firm also. her waist was taught, but was as hard as her lips werew soft. We slosly moved to the couch and cxontinued. 

The next twenty minuites were filled with general petting and groping and I took a gulp and asked Jill if this is what she wanted (sex) she said yes, but that maybe we should move to the bed. I agreed and we moved over to the bottom bunk. For some unknown reason I suddewnly got a concios and said 'Jiull we have known each other three years, this may not be a great way to jump into this stage of a relationship. Jill looked up smiled and commented about what a nice guy I was. 

We had sex anyway (I was forced, I tell ya) and afterward we talked in the way you can talk while with some one you just shared sex with and while you are still a bit drunk. I asked Jill if she really had had sex in all those palces and ways she admitted to. Jill giuggled and said she had. She then asked me If I really had tied up a girl before having sex, 

I told her that I had, she was a girlfriend at the time and we were playing "games" . Jill said that she once had she hands tied together and "kind of to the bedpost" while having sex. When she described this she took both hands and held one of the metal posts of the buk bed in an over the head manner. I softly held her wrists while straddling her and softly said "I would love to make love to you tied up some time" Jill giggled again and said really, well maybe soon tiger.

I laughed and we talked and snuggled and fell asleep together. I noted that, as I fell into slumber" Jills body was much finer that I had ever imagined when I had seen her in her regular clothing.

The next day was saturday and I arose shortly after 10 am. Jill had already left but left a note saying that she had to run back to her school, but would call later. I picked up the room and freshened the rug bed and couch. I sat down and watched some television when the phone rang. It was my roomate Chuck who was still over his girlfriends. hey were taking a day trip to another town and asked if I wanted to come. I declined and he said he would be back late tonight or tomorrow. I hung up and went back to my television show. About two hours later a slight knock came from my door. I opened it and there was Jill. She had a twelve pack of beer and my jacket, which she borrowed for the ride home. I invited her in and for a minuite we had an uncomfortabl silence. I noted that Jill appeared to be in almost the same outfit, except that her blouse was all white, a bit thicker and a bit of a black bra was visable from the open neckline.

I mplaced the beer in the fridge and handed her one, opening one myself. Jill leaned forward and kissed me. I returned it and embrased her. As we kissed I found my hand went to a wrist which I slowly pulled behind her. Jill slowly brought her other wrist behind her own back meeting the other and with one hand I grabbed both. Our kissed got more passionate and I turned her so her back was toward me and, pinning her arms behind, I felt her breasts wihe both. One hand slowly went up her neck along her chin to her mouth and she opened her mouth as I slid my index and middle finger horazontaly across her lips. She bot down on the sides and I cupped her lower jaw ina half-hand gag. I was certanially getting turned on as jill let out a soft moan.

She turned suddenly and wispered urgently in my ear I want to play a game" i asked what. she replied " I want you to tie me up". I was shocked, smiling I couldnt get the words out quick enough. "You sure" Jill smiled and bit my ear 'I want you to take, me tie me up any way you want and make love to me..I want to be your helpless little slave girl"

I paused, waiting for the dream to end or my heart to explode or something, but it didnt and thinking as quickly as I could I said 'Okey dokey"

I grabbed Jill again and kissed her and then said 'I want you to go outside, walk to the bathroom, wait for one minuite and then come back in the room. Jill kissed me back and said 'OK, be right back"

When she exited the room, i started to tear through my closet pulling out any ties, hankerchiefs and other supplies I could find. I looked over at mu roomates closet and saw a dark blue bathrobe with a cloth belt. I also found a rooll of duct tape in his supplies shelf over the closet. I opened a drawer in my desk and threw the supplies in there where I would be able to find them. I folded up a white hankerchief in a square and then found another an started to fold it leanth wize. I looked at the hankerchief and realized that it would never fit around a head. I panicked untill i looked at my closet shelf and saw a white pillow case that was mostly cotton, folded on the top. I pulled it out and folded it. It was too thick, I thought and without a pause, took out a kitchen knife and split it along the seam and then into three strips.

I folded two of the strips into four or five inch folds and placed them hanging from the closet rack. The third I placed back on the shelf. I looke around the room and then pukked a wooden chair into the middle of the open area near the window, pulling the shade behind me.

I heard the door opening and jil peered it "Ready?" she asked. I nodded and motioned for her to come it. She entered, closing and locking the door behind her. she walked up to me and kissed me on the lips. "Ready?" I asked her. she nodded and I added "If there is anything I do that you dot want all you have to do is let me know and...." Jill cut me off "Dont worr, I trust you..."

We kissed again and again i slowly brought her hand behing her. Jill brought her other hand back and I held then behind her back and started to back her to my desk. "where are we going" Jill asked "Youll see" I replied. As we got near the drawer I spun her around and pushed her torso forward bending her over the desk. "Oh my" jill exclained" 

"you askd for it"I replied, reaching into the drawer I pulled out the cloth belt from my roomates bathrobe. I wrapped it around her crossed wrists while holding them together with my left hand. My legs pressed hers up against the desk as I pushed down on her wrists causing her to remain bent forward ove the desk. I wrapped the wrists two or three times and then crossed the belt through the wrists before tying the ends together. The end result was her wrists beign secured in a figure eight fasion behind her back.

I then reachind forward and pulled her up against me still facing away. with one ar around her waist I let the other hand unbutton several buttons and then explore under her shit. jill first said "you brute" but them softly gave way to some moans. I faced her toward the window and pulled her by the wrists back toward the closet. "Now where" jill asked. 

"never you mind" i replied, reaching to one of the two folded sections of cut pillow case. I grabbed the section with both hands and brought it over her head. "Oh OH" jill said as I pulled it over her eyes, blindfolding it. "you are prepared, arent you"? she said. "you have no Idea"

I then walked her toward the chair sitting in the middle of the room toward the window. I torned her toward me and kissed her on the lips softly. She responded hungrarly, but I wouldnt let her have a full kiss. "tease" she said.

I slowly lowered her into the seat of the chair and jill sat, chest out and chip up in the chair as I moved around her. She must have senced my movement ecause she raised her own arms above the back of the chair and down the back side by her self allowing her upper arms to goi around the chair back. I took a neck tie from the drawer and attatched her wrist tie to a rung in the back. 

I then walked over to the closet again and grabbed the other pillow case. I was unsure weather to gag her or not. This was, of course our first tie up game and Jill had only ever been bound, hands only one time before. I moved back toward her and then behind her. I leaned over her and kissed her using my toung to explore her mouth. She responded and I could feel her strain against her bonds.

I then nelt behind her and kissed her ear. As I did i placed my one hand inside her blouse and the other I slowly placed over her mouth. I let my middle minger go between her teeth and she softkly bit down on it moaning into the finger. Her moans were more passionate and louder when I hand gagged her and it appeared that she was using the hand gag to let her passion show. I removed my hand from her blouse and reached back grabbing the pillow case. "If I do anything you dont want you have to let me know jill, I dont want to do anything you are not comfortable with " I said in her ear.

"Im not worried, do what you want, Im not worried" jill repeated her consent. I quickly tied a singel not in the pillow case and slowly brought it over her head.Jill again must have felt my movement because as I brought it near her mouth she opened her lips and teath and even leaned forard to accept it. As she dfid so her hands, still tied behind were roaming my crotch area in a caress that was gaining more energy. Jill leaned her head forward and tilted it down allowing me to tie it. I had to pill her hair out from underneath but when I med the first over-and -under knot and pulled tight. she straiteded back up and appeared to be making sure it was comfortably wedged between her teeth.

Jill mummphed into the knotted Cleve I had gagged her with and seemed to be testing its abilities. I moved around the front of her and began to unbutton her blouse. exposing a shear black bra which had two dark, erect nipples protruding from within.

I kissed her breasts through the bra, and let my hands roam toward her jeans zipper. I asked her if she was alright and Jill replied nodding up and down yes and mppphing in a slight moan. I unbuttoned her fly and slowly pulled the jeans off her legs, first removing the white keds she had on her feet. Jills panties matched her bra and I could tell she was excited by the dampness. 

Jill had on white socks and I tied each one to a different leg of the chair This exposed her panties even more and when my hand explored her body Jill leaned her head back and moaned into her gag. she strained against her ties and wriggled in her chair and I am pretty sure she orgasmed with in the next five minuites. This was evident after her loudest mmmmpppphhhs had passed, she leaned her head forward and her breasts were heaving and sweat was beeding on her body.

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There is obviously much more (re-tie, several re-gags, even shower bondage and sex tied to the bed, but first I guess I will let the readers let me know if I should continue)
 

enjoyed it very much! by all means, continue please!

First of all to Harold, sorry....wrong again. It was neither Bo or Luke. Care to try again?
 

Do you remember the TV series where Valerie Bertenelli gets bound and gagged? That was an incredible turnon for me. Those white cord-like ropes warapped around her shoulders and bust, around her upper arms, hands tied behind her back with those big boobs sticking out and blue bandana carefully folded covering that sexy mouth while she mmmmpppphhhed for help. That was a classic. Haven't been able to find it anywhere.

Miami Vice had some great bondage scenes too. I remember one with Vanity where she is tightly cleave gagged. Not as good as the karate movie where she has a hankerchief tied with a black tie warapped around her head. Then the bad guys handgags her on top of that.

I remember a soap opera that my sister used to watch, I think it was Search for Tomorrow. They had a really cute chic tied and gagged in a train scene that lasted for a week. 

I remember another Soap Opera, Another World where a really beautiful blonde chic gets handgagged then tied and gagged and kept captive in the Amish country of Pennsylvania. That story also ran about a week.

My sister was also a big fan of Days of Our Lives. I remmeber one summer where all the ladies got bound and gaggged, in particular Deidre Hall! I was in heaven. I had to try to explain to my sister why I would watch this "junk" as I called it with here. Kristin Alfonzo also had her share of b&g and handgags even by her boyfriend Bo.

I remember a scene where Hope (Alfonzo) is dressed in a police outfit and says "Shhhhhhhhh. We have to be quiet." And then turns around. Bo responds by saying, "I'll help you." And clamps his hand over her mouth.

Alfonzo and Hall were b&g almost in every episode that summer. And i loved watching it.

With Hall, I remmeber a scene where Roman was close to finding her after she had been kidnapped. Her abductors with a big smile say, "It's bound and gagged time again." (I said YES!!!) Hall desperately says, "You don't have to do that. I'll be quiet. I promise."

The abductor responds by saying, "Oh, I know you'll be quiet." And then turns the beautiful Deidre Hall around and begins to tie her hands behind her back. Goes to commercial and when it comes back. Hall is now tied, bound and gagged and blindfolder and her abductor is tying her feet. Did they use a ton of rope and cloth on her or what.
 

I also seem to remember another soap opera, I think it was another world again where a sinister and beautiful chic named Cecelia gets bound and gagged by the guy she has kidnapped and is keeping captive on her boat. The guy comes on to her, starts tying her hands behind her back. She gets all excited figuring she is in for some kinky romantic stuff, instead, he gags her and escapes. What an idiot. I would have at least fucked her first.

I ALSO CAME ACROSS those serials I was talking about before with Linda Sterling. The one I was referring to was called The Leopard Lady. She is like a female Tarzan but we all get treated to some nice bondage. Noticed that on bindher.com, they have some pics of Ms. Sterling from some serials of the 40's. If guys have never heard of her, check her out, she was a beaut.

That's it for now. Harold, let me know if you can figure out which of the Duke boys it was that got the b&g treatment. Bo and Luke Duke got their share of bondage, that never did anything for me. This one did because it was the chics that did it and I kept thinking, why couldn't that be me?

My only other wish is that I could have been the bad guys that kept tying up Ms. Daisey Duke (Catherine Bach). Now that would have been a lot of fun. She would have given Stephanie Powers a run for her money as "most gagged" actress of the times. 

That's it for now. Hope you guys enjoyed this piece.

First of all to Harold, sorry....wrong again. It was neither Bo or Luke. Care to try again?
 

Do you remember the TV series where Valerie Bertenelli gets bound and gagged? That was an incredible turnon for me. Those white cord-like ropes warapped around her shoulders and bust, around her upper arms, hands tied behind her back with those big boobs sticking out and blue bandana carefully folded covering that sexy mouth while she mmmmpppphhhed for help. That was a classic. Haven't been able to find it anywhere.

Miami Vice had some great bondage scenes too. I remember one with Vanity where she is tightly cleave gagged. Not as good as the karate movie where she has a hankerchief tied with a black tie warapped around her head. Then the bad guys handgags her on top of that.

I remember a soap opera that my sister used to watch, I think it was Search for Tomorrow. They had a really cute chic tied and gagged in a train scene that lasted for a week. 

I remember another Soap Opera, Another World where a really beautiful blonde chic gets handgagged then tied and gagged and kept captive in the Amish country of Pennsylvania. That story also ran about a week.

My sister was also a big fan of Days of Our Lives. I remmeber one summer where all the ladies got bound and gaggged, in particular Deidre Hall! I was in heaven. I had to try to explain to my sister why I would watch this "junk" as I called it with here. Kristin Alfonzo also had her share of b&g and handgags even by her boyfriend Bo.

I remember a scene where Hope (Alfonzo) is dressed in a police outfit and says "Shhhhhhhhh. We have to be quiet." And then turns around. Bo responds by saying, "I'll help you." And clamps his hand over her mouth.

Alfonzo and Hall were b&g almost in every episode that summer. And i loved watching it.

With Hall, I remmeber a scene where Roman was close to finding her after she had been kidnapped. Her abductors with a big smile say, "It's bound and gagged time again." (I said YES!!!) Hall desperately says, "You don't have to do that. I'll be quiet. I promise."

The abductor responds by saying, "Oh, I know you'll be quiet." And then turns the beautiful Deidre Hall around and begins to tie her hands behind her back. Goes to commercial and when it comes back. Hall is now tied, bound and gagged and blindfolder and her abductor is tying her feet. Did they use a ton of rope and cloth on her or what.
 

I also seem to remember another soap opera, I think it was another world again where a sinister and beautiful chic named Cecelia gets bound and gagged by the guy she has kidnapped and is keeping captive on her boat. The guy comes on to her, starts tying her hands behind her back. She gets all excited figuring she is in for some kinky romantic stuff, instead, he gags her and escapes. What an idiot. I would have at least fucked her first.

I ALSO CAME ACROSS those serials I was talking about before with Linda Sterling. The one I was referring to was called The Leopard Lady. She is like a female Tarzan but we all get treated to some nice bondage. Noticed that on bindher.com, they have some pics of Ms. Sterling from some serials of the 40's. If guys have never heard of her, check her out, she was a beaut.

That's it for now. Harold, let me know if you can figure out which of the Duke boys it was that got the b&g treatment. Bo and Luke Duke got their share of bondage, that never did anything for me. This one did because it was the chics that did it and I kept thinking, why couldn't that be me?

My only other wish is that I could have been the bad guys that kept tying up Ms. Daisey Duke (Catherine Bach). Now that would have been a lot of fun. She would have given Stephanie Powers a run for her money as "most gagged" actress of the times. 

That's it for now. Hope you guys enjoyed this piece.

I went to my boyfriends house to sleepover that night.We watched TV and surfed the net.(we went to bondage websites!)Then he asked me if was interested in a little bondage,i replied "not yet,wait till tomorrow".He was abit depressed.So,that night,while i was sleeping,he woke up and got some ropes and tied me up.He stripped me naked!He used my panties to stuff my mouth and wrapped 2 pieces of pink duct tape over my mouth.When i woke up,i was sort of suprised that i was tied up and gagged.(and naked)he fondled/groped my breasts,n sucked my nips.then he untied my arms and tied it to the attic ceiling.He slowly felt my body from breasts->stomach->pussy.Once he reached my pussy,he molested,licked it.It was fun in the way that i felt REALLY "HOT"!@!@!@.After he had done with my pussy(which was now soft)he untied my arms and lay tied me to his bed.He then carried on licking my pussy,fondling/groping my breasts.after the night had ended,he untied me and let me have a shower.He then asked me if it was fun,and whether i wanted to do it again.Guess what?i said "yes,definatly".After hearing that,every night i was at his house,he would get up in the middle of the night and tie me up,fondle/grope my breasts,lick/molest my pussy etc
 
 
 

I went to my boyfriends house to sleepover that night.We watched TV and surfed the net.(we went to bondage websites!)Then he asked me if was interested in a little bondage,i replied "not yet,wait till tomorrow".He was abit depressed.So,that night,while i was sleeping,he woke up and got some ropes and tied me up.He stripped me naked!He used my panties to stuff my mouth and wrapped 2 pieces of pink duct tape over my mouth.When i woke up,i was sort of suprised that i was tied up and gagged.(and naked)he fondled/groped my breasts,n sucked my nips.then he untied my arms and tied it to the attic ceiling.He slowly felt my body from breasts->stomach->pussy.Once he reached my pussy,he molested,licked it.It was fun in the way that i felt REALLY "HOT"!@!@!@.After he had done with my pussy(which was now soft)he untied my arms and lay tied me to his bed.He then carried on licking my pussy,fondling/groping my breasts.after the night had ended,he untied me and let me have a shower.He then asked me if it was fun,and whether i wanted to do it again.Guess what?i said "yes,definatly".After hearing that,every night i was at his house,he would get up in the middle of the night and tie me up,fondle/grope my breasts,lick/molest my pussy etc.

I also wanna here about youre other tie-up games with Jill.

I met this guy named Terry. A real good looking, muscular type who like to play golf and as I would find out later, liked to drive other things besides Golf Balls.

We met at work. He gave me a ride home when my car was down. Nice, real nice guy.

I invited Terry in for a drink and we talked for hours. A couple of days later, Terry and the guys took me out for my birthday to a local rstaurant that specialized in Wings, Chicken Wings.

Terry continued to give me rides back and forth to work and we got real close. We hit it off right away. Having been divorced twice and meddled in legal battles with my ex, I needed a friend and I needed a release.

Came the Memorial Day Weekend and Terry asked me if I had any plans. I told him no, none at all.

We spent Friday nite at nightclubs. We went from one to another. We danced and drank, danced and drank. I hadn't partied like that in a very long time.

Terry took me to his place. It was a beaten down shack, even worse than his car (we always joked, what the heck it runs---barely) but I was so wasted, I could care less. I just wanted to go to bed...and not just sleep..yet~

Terry poured me a glass of wine and started making out with while gently undressing me. He then in a very easy and smooth move, unclipped my bra. He moved from kissing my lips to kissing my breasts. So sensual. I let out a sigh, ahhhhhhhhhh. It was so exhilarating. Had me turned on.

Terry then gently picked me up and laid me on the bed. He then pulled my pants off and my underwear. He then started kissing my pussy, licking it, then kissing it. I started to shake like crazy.

Terry then reached down to the floor. I couldn't see what he had but it felt like soft nylon cord. Terry, the gentlemen asked me if I had ever been tied up. Not lately, but I was game for it.

Terry tied my hands together and then attached them to a hook at the top of his bed. Obviously he had done this before~

He then started making out with me like crazy while rubbing my cloitis with his hand. Then h e moved his mouth down to my cloitis while massaging my tits with his hands.

Then he moved back to my tits, kissing one then the other while sticking his finger inside my cunt. I started to squirm like crazy and was kicking my free legs.

Terry then reached down, grabbed two more pieces of the nylon cord and tied my feet to the corresponding bedposts. Now I couldn't move my feet or legs at all.

Terry then went for the first "powerdrive" and inserted his huge dick inside my pussy. It didn't take long and I got off. Not content, Terry then put his finger inside and started fingering me all over. Having just got off, I was very sensitive, wiggled or tried to but to no avail. I started giggling and nearly screamed. Terry put his hand over my mouth and said to be quiet because his little brother was in the other room.

After removing his hand I whispered that I couldn't help it because the sensations were driving me crazy. 

"Okay. Then I'll have to gag you!" retorted Terry.

Terry grabbed a bandana rolled it several times and then cleave gagged me tieing it tightly behind my head. Now I would be quiet whether I wanted to or not.

Terry went back to work. He still wasn't done yet. Terry said he wanted to go again and I had no problem with that and even if I did, there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.

Next Terry walked away and came back dressed up like a headhunter. He started saying things like I was his sacrifice. That I was his captive and he was going to torture me. (What a funny guy!)

Then he told me that he would release me only if I would answer some questions. He then fired a bunch of questions at me (I was still gagged and mmmppphing)

"Oh, so you refuse to speak little maiden?"

How in the world could I speak while I was gagged? What a crazy guy.

Terry then came back with what looked like whips but were made out of a soft fabric. He then pretended to whip me and I pretended to be in pain (of course I wasn't)

This went on for awhile and even though it was essentially harmless, it was a huge turnon to me and Terry. His dick showed that he was getting really excited about this.

Terry then jumped me again and started the kissing, feeling thing again. He asked me if I was up for some hot wax, I mmmpphhhed and nodded my head no.

So Terry comes out with a vibrator, sticks it in my pussy while twisting almost to the point of pain my two tits. He asked me if it hurt, I nodded no.

With the vibrator, I came again and as soon as Terry saw that, he immediately did the finger thing again. I said earlier that I needed a release, well I got my money's worth already!

By this point we had been going for about a hour and ahald after an already busy night..but Terry wanted to go one more time. He toook off the gag and started making out with me again and then replaced the gag while going for his second "power drive" I didn't think that I could go again, it took me awhile to get mine this time, Terry got off right away. 

Finally Terry untied me and we retired for the evening (or early morning as it was) and we slept like babies.

But more was coming. The next day, Saturday Terry takes out to his fenced in back yard. Unbeknowst to me he has these tossil like cords with him. After showing me the back yard view, he walks me over to a pole has me stand up against it and pulls my hands behind my back. Next thing I know he is tying me up again, hands behind my back around the pole.

"Ever done it in broad daylight?" Terry asked.

"No, but I always wanted to!" Was my response.

Next thing Terry is unbuttoning my jeans and pulling my panties down and here we go again. 

"Didn't you get enough last nite?" I asked.

"No way!" was Terry's response.

I thought that I would be sore. It had been awhile. Surprisingly, I wasn't. It didn't take long and we both got off again.

Terry then took me with him to the golf course. I met some of the guys he plays with and met some nice ladies too. Got friendly with one named Jaci, seems that she is really into bondage too. I told her what Terry did and she asked me if she could borrow him for just one night. I promptly said "No way--he is all mine!"

We hadn't had much if anything to eat, so Terry took me to a restaurant that specializes in fish and is one of those places that that has their restaurant right out on the water. Cool place. Real classy. I had salmon. Terry had shrimp. He drank Heinikens while I drank Gin& Tonics. We about got wasted again.

We then went to the movies and saw Troy. Great flick. Then it we spent time with some friends andit was back to Terry's place again.

I hardly undressed and Terry had those damn tossils out again.

"Ready for somemore?" He said while tying my hands behind my back.

"Do I have a choice?" 

"Nope. Because you love it and you know it. If you don't want it, all you have to do is say no." At which point Terry had slipped a piece of duct tape over my mouth.

Cute, real cute. Like I was going to be able to say no. But, by the way, I wouldn't have even if I could.
 
 
 
 

I met this guy named Terry. A real good looking, muscular type who like to play golf and as I would find out later, liked to drive other things besides Golf Balls.

We met at work. He gave me a ride home when my car was down. Nice, real nice guy.

I invited Terry in for a drink and we talked for hours. A couple of days later, Terry and the guys took me out for my birthday to a local rstaurant that specialized in Wings, Chicken Wings.

Terry continued to give me rides back and forth to work and we got real close. We hit it off right away. Having been divorced twice and meddled in legal battles with my ex, I needed a friend and I needed a release.

Came the Memorial Day Weekend and Terry asked me if I had any plans. I told him no, none at all.

We spent Friday nite at nightclubs. We went from one to another. We danced and drank, danced and drank. I hadn't partied like that in a very long time.

Terry took me to his place. It was a beaten down shack, even worse than his car (we always joked, what the heck it runs---barely) but I was so wasted, I could care less. I just wanted to go to bed...and not just sleep..yet~

Terry poured me a glass of wine and started making out with while gently undressing me. He then in a very easy and smooth move, unclipped my bra. He moved from kissing my lips to kissing my breasts. So sensual. I let out a sigh, ahhhhhhhhhh. It was so exhilarating. Had me turned on.

Terry then gently picked me up and laid me on the bed. He then pulled my pants off and my underwear. He then started kissing my pussy, licking it, then kissing it. I started to shake like crazy.

Terry then reached down to the floor. I couldn't see what he had but it felt like soft nylon cord. Terry, the gentlemen asked me if I had ever been tied up. Not lately, but I was game for it.

Terry tied my hands together and then attached them to a hook at the top of his bed. Obviously he had done this before~

He then started making out with me like crazy while rubbing my cloitis with his hand. Then h e moved his mouth down to my cloitis while massaging my tits with his hands.

Then he moved back to my tits, kissing one then the other while sticking his finger inside my cunt. I started to squirm like crazy and was kicking my free legs.

Terry then reached down, grabbed two more pieces of the nylon cord and tied my feet to the corresponding bedposts. Now I couldn't move my feet or legs at all.

Terry then went for the first "powerdrive" and inserted his huge dick inside my pussy. It didn't take long and I got off. Not content, Terry then put his finger inside and started fingering me all over. Having just got off, I was very sensitive, wiggled or tried to but to no avail. I started giggling and nearly screamed. Terry put his hand over my mouth and said to be quiet because his little brother was in the other room.

After removing his hand I whispered that I couldn't help it because the sensations were driving me crazy. 

"Okay. Then I'll have to gag you!" retorted Terry.

Terry grabbed a bandana rolled it several times and then cleave gagged me tieing it tightly behind my head. Now I would be quiet whether I wanted to or not.

Terry went back to work. He still wasn't done yet. Terry said he wanted to go again and I had no problem with that and even if I did, there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.

Next Terry walked away and came back dressed up like a headhunter. He started saying things like I was his sacrifice. That I was his captive and he was going to torture me. (What a funny guy!)

Then he told me that he would release me only if I would answer some questions. He then fired a bunch of questions at me (I was still gagged and mmmppphing)

"Oh, so you refuse to speak little maiden?"

How in the world could I speak while I was gagged? What a crazy guy.

Terry then came back with what looked like whips but were made out of a soft fabric. He then pretended to whip me and I pretended to be in pain (of course I wasn't)

This went on for awhile and even though it was essentially harmless, it was a huge turnon to me and Terry. His dick showed that he was getting really excited about this.

Terry then jumped me again and started the kissing, feeling thing again. He asked me if I was up for some hot wax, I mmmpphhhed and nodded my head no.

So Terry comes out with a vibrator, sticks it in my pussy while twisting almost to the point of pain my two tits. He asked me if it hurt, I nodded no.

With the vibrator, I came again and as soon as Terry saw that, he immediately did the finger thing again. I said earlier that I needed a release, well I got my money's worth already!

By this point we had been going for about a hour and ahald after an already busy night..but Terry wanted to go one more time. He toook off the gag and started making out with me again and then replaced the gag while going for his second "power drive" I didn't think that I could go again, it took me awhile to get mine this time, Terry got off right away. 

Finally Terry untied me and we retired for the evening (or early morning as it was) and we slept like babies.

But more was coming. The next day, Saturday Terry takes out to his fenced in back yard. Unbeknowst to me he has these tossil like cords with him. After showing me the back yard view, he walks me over to a pole has me stand up against it and pulls my hands behind my back. Next thing I know he is tying me up again, hands behind my back around the pole.

"Ever done it in broad daylight?" Terry asked.

"No, but I always wanted to!" Was my response.

Next thing Terry is unbuttoning my jeans and pulling my panties down and here we go again. 

"Didn't you get enough last nite?" I asked.

"No way!" was Terry's response.

I thought that I would be sore. It had been awhile. Surprisingly, I wasn't. It didn't take long and we both got off again.

Terry then took me with him to the golf course. I met some of the guys he plays with and met some nice ladies too. Got friendly with one named Jaci, seems that she is really into bondage too. I told her what Terry did and she asked me if she could borrow him for just one night. I promptly said "No way--he is all mine!"

We hadn't had much if anything to eat, so Terry took me to a restaurant that specializes in fish and is one of those places that that has their restaurant right out on the water. Cool place. Real classy. I had salmon. Terry had shrimp. He drank Heinikens while I drank Gin& Tonics. We about got wasted again.

We then went to the movies and saw Troy. Great flick. Then it we spent time with some friends andit was back to Terry's place again.

I hardly undressed and Terry had those damn tossils out again.

"Ready for somemore?" He said while tying my hands behind my back.

"Do I have a choice?" 

"Nope. Because you love it and you know it. If you don't want it, all you have to do is say no." At which point Terry had slipped a piece of duct tape over my mouth.

Cute, real cute. Like I was going to be able to say no. But, by the way, I wouldn't have even if I could.
 
 
 
 

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I remember that show with Valerie Bertinelli but as I recall it was a black cloth used as a gag not a blue bandana.

The best one was with Barbie Benton in an old horror flick where Benton is strapped down, helpless on a stretched inside of a hospital, helplessly waiting for the bad guy to arrive. The good guys think she is crazy. The bad guys wants to kill her and almost does. He sneaks right past the security guards, nurses and doctors, handgags the pretty Ms. Benton/ Keeps switching hands and positions from a thumbs up hand gag to a thumbs down, right hand left hand etc. Finally he gets tired of hand gagging so grabs some medical gauze and wraps it around Benton's beautiful mouth.
 

I ALSO remember an old episode of Fantasy Island where Benton gets married to a widower (I don't remember the guys name) Roarke (Ricardo Montoblan) wants to know why the two (Benton and the widower are hitting it off) at which point Benton says "He'll have to get down on his knees with a flower in his mouth before I will think he is genuinely in love with me."

The guy retorts; "Yeah and you'll have to gag her. I can't get a word in edgewise.!"

Unbeknowst to either, the guys deaceased ghost is lurking around and trying to get these two to get along. On that cue, she (the ghost) tricks the guy to coming outside and just before he arrives, the ghost tied and gags Benton to a lawn chair.

As soon as the guy comes out, he says; "Oh, she put the gag on!" and at the same time the ghost trips the guy, taking him down to his knees and puts a flower in his mouth.

At this point, the boisterous Benton who had been strugling and mmmpphhhing now smiles through her eyes and sits back in the chair.

Of the course the guy untie her hands leaving her gagged and as the untied Benton reaches for the gag. he pulls her hands down, says not yet honey.

BW

My favorite bondage from tv was Heather Locknear on TJ Hooker. What a pleasure it was to see officer Sheridan, kidnapped, tied and gagged just about every week. 

Moonlighting also had some bondage with the beautiful Cybil Shepherd getting the b&g treatment on a regular basis. I also recall Sherpherd getting the full treatment with an over the mouth gag in a short lived tv series The Yellow Rose.

That program with Valerie Bertinelli, she was ducttaped with black electrical tape. Both of you guys were wrong although the guy that said black cloth was pretty close. What a bondagelover scene that one was! I hope that shows up on bindher some day.

Good bondage watching fellas. 

In addition to the already mentioned b&g scene with the beautiful italina actress, I recall another episode on a sitcom series from the 80's where Valerie is bragging to one of her girlfriends how much control she has over her boyfriend. Fred walks in asks what's up and Valerie's girlfriend spills the beans telling Fred what Valerie said. Before Fred can get a word out, Bertinelli quickly handgags him and Fred freezes. He just stands there mmmmppphhhing like a helpless DID---only without ropes. Bertinelli turns around smiling and tells her girlfriends, "See I told you. He is at my mercy. When I do this he is all mine. Couldn't break loose no matter how hard he tried."

Fred raises his eyebrows on that one and as Bertinelli turns around in one motion he pulls Valerie's pretty hand off his mouth and with his other hand quickly slaps a handgag on Bertinelli, same way, thumbs down palm over the mouth.

Bertinelli tries to pull her head back but Fred quickly grabs her head with his other hand and pulls forward. Bertinelli's eye's get huge and she is mmmmppphhhing like a gagged dame should. She starts throwing her hands and kicking with her legs when Fred finally wrestles her down to the floor, puts a leg lock on her, chickenwings one arm while clamping his hand over Bertinelli's mouth now thumbs up from behind and sarcastically says;

"Now who is under who's control?"

This scene goes on for about five minutes at least with Bertinelli being shown from various camera angles. It was a classic.

When Fred finally releases Valerie she shouts saying "I hate having that done to me. It's the girl who is supposed to do that to the guy stupid!"

Fred smiles and more or less indicates that Bertinelli better settle down or she'll get somemore. I thought YEAH!!!

It was a classic. 

Anybodyelse have any like this?

Does anyone remember this short-lived comedy show that appeared around 1977 or 1978? It was a comedy spoof, a spin-off of Hee Haw that didn't last very long. It featured three girls in their early twenties who were trying to get to Nashville to be country singers. All three girls were very sexy, slender, and beautiful, all looking like models or movie actresses. Of course, one was a blonde, one a redhead, and the third a brunette. I don't recall the actresses' names who played the roles. Of the three girls, the only character name I recall was Muffy. Muffy was a very ditzy, airheaded blonde, sort of like Chrissy Snow on Three's Company played by Suzanne Somers. 

There was one bondage scene on their very first episode. I wonder if any of you remember seeing it? 

Here's the scene: A big, burly Southern sheriff, played by Kenny Price, pulls the girls over for speeding. He gives them a ticket and at one point tries to haul them all off to jail. It looked like there was no way to escape this big Southern good ol' boy. He wasn't about to let them go. The girls needed a plan--and fast.

The sheriff was seated in a chair, with two of the girls standing behind him. The redhead was doing all the talking, standing at his left side. She came up with a quick plan to get them back on the road again, but there wasn't time to explain it to her two girlfriends. Plus, the sheriff would hear her telling the plan to them if she started talking about it. The pretty redhead had him figured for a great big bumbling oaf, easy to fool, very gullible and dim witted.

The redhead could only hope her two friends would follow her lead, catch on, and play along with her little trick. She started buttering the sheriff up, telling him what a wonderful and warm voice he had. She laid it on thicker and thicker as she went, really burying him in compliments. Finally, she told him his voice was so great and so musical that he ought to consider joining their group and coming to Nashville with them. (It was the only way she saw of getting him to let the girls continue their journey.)

At one point, he started to sing--very badly, godawful, like a croaking bullfrog. He was naive and was believing the redhead's praise of his "singing talents." To convince him to join her little group, she said "Girls! Listen to that voice! Did you hear that?" Of course, Muffy the ditzy blonde didn't understand what the redhead was doing. So she blurted out honestly, "I didn't hear anything." Instantly the redhead clapped a long and narrow, pretty white hand with long, slender fingers across Muffy's mouth in a reverse handgag, thumb under chin. Standing to Muffy's left, the redhead was using her right hand.

The beauty of it was that the handgagged Muffy was standing behind the sheriff's chair, so he could not see the hand that the redhead was desperately keeping over the blonde's mouth. This helped to preserve the redhead's original plan. She quickly recovered from the blonde's almost-gaffe and kept buttering the sheriff up, all the while keeping a tight grip over Muffy's errant mouth.

What was interesting were the incredible close-ups of Muffy's well-handgagged face. The actress was absolutely excellent! No longer able to speak, she told us everything we needed to know with her very expressive eyes. You could see the confusion and childlike, naive wonder in her eyes that were silently asking why she had her friend's hand over her mouth. Like, What did I say that was so wrong? Then, for us handgag lovers, the camera stayed unbelievably long on Muffy's gagged face--I mean, two or three minutes long! The redhead was stilll talking a blue streak to the sheriff. She kept her hand over Muffy's mouth, not taking any chances of what the silly airhead might say.

But no matter who was talking or what was going on, the camera stayed with the handgagged girl's face! Minutes were ticking by--unbelievable how long this handgag was lasting! Muffy never made a sound, not even an mmmmpphh. Somehow, she just knew she was supposed to stay quiet, even though she had no idea why. All the while, the redhead and the sheriff ere chatting away. The brunette was smiling, as if she didn't see the hand over Muffy's mouth as she stood right beside her. 

I am telling the honest truth here. The handgag and the camera angle remained steady and in close-up for at least a full five minutes! In fact, it was lasting too long for the regular (non-erotic) audience. So then a great scene happens, a super close-up. Having had enough of the hand, Muffy reaches up to try to pry it loose from her mouth, one hand gripping the redhead's fingers and the other tuggling at her wrist. Again, Muffy's beautiful expressive eyes. She makes a face, as if she's grunting, her eyes squinting and narrowed, showing the strain of pulling at the hand. And, then, more dessert for the F/f and F/m handgag fans--she can't remove the hand! The redhead, feeling Muffy's attempts to free her mouth, has tightened her clamped grip. We see Muffy's hands drop away as she grudgingly resigns herself to allowing the offending hand to stay over her mouth. The camera angle has not yet changed, and we see a close-up of Muffy with a very sad look in her eyes, a conspicuous white hand still clamped securely across her mouth. Five minutes and counting. 

Finally, for sheer relief, the camera angle has to change--but the hand isn't budging. The redhead still needs just a few more moments to conclude her little speech to the sheriff. We get a side view from the camera now. The redhead is now facing us with her right arm extended and her right hand still laying across Muffy's mouth. We see Muffy from her right side, and we see the long slender fingers of the redhead's hand clenched across Muffy's right cheek. The camera angle stays here for a few minutes.

Then we go back to the original camera angle. The redhead is winding up for the pitch. She commands the suckered sheriff, "Okay, I want you to bite down on your 'hee' and let go of your 'haw'." She sings along with the sheriff loudly to encourage him. Then she nods to the brunette to join in, and she does. Muffy is still woefully and miserably gagged during all this. But to her credit, she makes not a sound. Finally, hoping Muffy will pick up the cue, the redhead uses her handgag as leverage to throw Muffy's head backward and up. Then she slips her hand off Muffy's mouth to indicate that she is to join in the singing--but not to talk. I was shocked that the actress started singing without taking a breath!

That was the single longest feminine-dominant handgag I have ever seen on television! We're talking six or seven minutes here, folks! And I still can't believe those close-ups of Muffy's gagged face and how long they lasted. And we got a wonderful, long view of the redhead's extremely pretty hand! You could see her clamping down with all her might, the tension showing in her tight gtip. That lovely vanilla-white skin, those long and slender feminine fingers, and that slim and long hand were all very close-up and for quite a long time. The side view of the girl's slim, pretty fingers was extraordinary!

Am I the only one who saw and remembers this? Did anyone else see this rare and exquisite handgag scene? It was possibly the longest one ever shown on television! Let me know if anyone has seen it. 

One night after his parents went out I asked Tommy what games he wanted to play. I was figuring on some basic childlike games that I play with him and keep him entertained.

He told me he wanted to play detective. He liked Mike Hammer and he wanted to be Mike Hammer and I would be Velda, at least according to him.

Tommy was blonde and around 9 years old at the time. Like I said, he was a cute little kid and we always had a good time together. He never gave me any trouble. One of my concerns had been that he was too quiet. I thought something was wrong with him but it was easy for me to baysit him and study for my next day's classes. Seemed to be a perfect fit.

Getting back to the game, I asked him what kind of detective skit we would play out.

Tommy told me that he watched Mike Hammer the previous nite and this was an episode where Velda gets kidnapped and Mike Hammer comes to the rescue. Cute I thought, I pretend I'm kidnapped and little Tommy will break in and come to rescue and that will be the end of it and I could get back to my studies....or so I thought!

Tommy was ecstatic when I told him that I would play this skit out with him. He was all excited. I asked him how he wanted to play it out. He said we could start where I was already kidnapped, he would first play the bad guy, tie me up and then come back as Mike Hammer to save me.

Tie me up? A 9 year old wants to tie me up? Ah, why not. What could a 9 year old do to me but just for safety I told Tommy that I would have to be tied loosely. Less he tie me so tight that I might really be in trouble, although I doubted if he could.

Tommy said he would do it loosely and just to be sure, I would be watching him carefully. If it got too tight, I would break loose and stop before it got too far out of hand.

I asked Tommy what he was going to use to tie me up. He said he had to go to his parents bedroom and would use the same ropes his dad uses to tie up his mom. His parents were into this and little Tommy knew about it?

Tommy then told me that he would peep through his parents bedroom keyhole and watch his dad go to town. He told me his dad was a master at tying his Mom up and she never could get loose. I asked him what else he saw and he just smiled. Then said, just the tie up stuff. I like seeing a pretty lady tied up. Like Velda on Mike Hammer and his Mom who was also very attractive.

Tommy went up stairs and came down with some long rolls of rope and unbeknowst to me at the time, some other things like duct tape and bandanas.

I asked Tommy how he wanted to do this and he said he wanted to tie me to the chair like Velda had been not to the bed like his Mom usually is. Usually I thought? Tommy then told me that sometime his dad ties his mom to a chair too.

I asked Tommy what he was going to do with me once I was tied up and he said he would change characters and become Mike Hammer and untie me.

I figured. No problem. Why not entertain the kid.

I sat back in the chair with my hands clasped in front of me on my lap. Tommy then told me that was wrong that I was to put my hands behind my back with my arms around the chair.

Okay. I then pretended to be scared and started to act out the role of the helpless Velda---a damsel in distress. Tommy loved it and laughed, but quickly turned that into a rough (as rough as a 9 year old could get) tone and started ordering me around and telling me he was going to hurt me if I didn't comply.

I continued to act scared. Tommy started tieing my hands behind my back. I reminded him not to tie me too tight, so he backed off. I felt the ropes but they were not too tight. No problem I thought, I can easily break out of this. I really didn't want to be tightly bound, so uncomfortable.

Tommy asked me if that was okay. I affirmed that he was doing okay and the ropes were fine, not too tight. Tommy then grabbed a roll of rope and started tying me between my arms, above my bust and around my shoulders and just below my bust. Again it was loose.

Tommy asked me again it was okay. No problem, just right. I hated to admit it, but I was getting turned on by this bondage. Too bad this was a 9 year old.

Tommy then left the end of the rope loose hanging by my side. I wiggled around and figured I could break in real easy.

Then Tommy grabbed another roll of rope and started tying my thighs over my legs and around the chair's bottom. He then did the same thing just below my knees and then to my ankles. I tested the ropes and they were also loose.

I asked Tommy where he learned to tie so well. He told me he had been watching his dad and some tv shows like Mike Hammer.

Okay, I'm tied and helpless I told him so I guess this would be when he turned into Mike Hammer and then untied me.

Tommy told me not quite yet. A couple more things to do first.

Just as I was wondering what else he had to do the little brat made a tug at the rope ending that had tied my upper body and all of a sudden it was really tight and then quickly did the same thing with the ropes around my legs. Then he tied both of the rope ends together.

I asked him what he was doing and said I wanted it to stay loose. This was too tight.

Tommy told me he just wanted to create some realism to this. The way I was was too loose and not realistic. I could have easily broken free. He then told me that Mikle Hammer would save me.

Figuring this was just a 9 year old, I still wasn't too worried even though my bonds were tight, I figureed I could break free if I really tried but figured I would save that, if necessary.

Then I felt a bandana going over my mouth. I mmmmppphhhed to Tommy and asked him what he was doing. 

He then told me that Velda was gagged on the Mike Hammer show so I had to be gagged as well. And he told me that his dad frequently gags his mother during their interplay.

It wasn't too tight and I could still speak, although slightly muffled. So I let it go.

Then Tommy comes to the front of me pulls the gag off and then clamps his little hand over my mouth. In a rough voice he tells me that my boss will never find me and then regags me.

I just smiled at the little kid and figured he was having a good time. Then I muffled out that we would have to cut it short because I needed to study.

Tommy came back put his hand over the gag and over my mouth and told me I was out of control and getting too loud. Now I was getting nervous.

He walked around me while I muffled for him to let me go. I heard a ripping noise and had a good idea what was going to happen next. Little Tommy came to my front. pulled the bandana down and replaced it with a piece o f duct tape. I muffled enough and the little brat pulled off another piece and placed that over the first piece and then put the bandana gag back on only this time he really pulled it tight.

I was trying to yell at him but all that came out were mild mmmmppphhhs. My next thought was to test the bounds. God forbid if his parents came home and found me like this. I would I explain it?

I tugged at my tied hands, but they were tight. Ditto for the ropes around my torso. I looked down at my legs and say the ropes tied around my upper legs and rolls and rolls around my ankles. I tried to slip my feet out, no luck. I was stuck.

I looked up at Tommy and muffled out a plea to release me, no luck. Only I knew what I was saying and even I couldn't understand the words. I was tightly gagged and even Tommy who was only a few feet away could barely hear me.

This little 9 year old had done a real job on me. All I could do is hope that Mike Hammer character would come out and this would be over as quickly as possible.

Tommy had other ideas. He decided to tease me. Pulling at my nose and tickling me all over. I was giggling, but even Tommy would not know as the tape gag had completely muffled the sounds.

Tommy then pulled my shoes off and boy I knew what would be next. The little brat started tickling my feet. Mike Hammer my foot (pun intended) this little kid had somethingelse in mind the whole time. I got foiled by a damned 9 year old. A supposedly quiet and weak one.

I wondered how long this would last. I was completely at little Tommy's mercy. Completely helpless to a 9 year old. What an embarrassment. How could I have been fooled into this? And what else did this little brat have in mind? Whatever, I wasn't going anywhere and there was nothing I could do about it.

Hope you enjoyed this

Adele
 
 

One night after his parents went out I asked Tommy what games he wanted to play. I was figuring on some basic childlike games that I play with him and keep him entertained.

He told me he wanted to play detective. He liked Mike Hammer and he wanted to be Mike Hammer and I would be Velda, at least according to him.

Tommy was blonde and around 9 years old at the time. Like I said, he was a cute little kid and we always had a good time together. He never gave me any trouble. One of my concerns had been that he was too quiet. I thought something was wrong with him but it was easy for me to baysit him and study for my next day's classes. Seemed to be a perfect fit.

Getting back to the game, I asked him what kind of detective skit we would play out.

Tommy told me that he watched Mike Hammer the previous nite and this was an episode where Velda gets kidnapped and Mike Hammer comes to the rescue. Cute I thought, I pretend I'm kidnapped and little Tommy will break in and come to rescue and that will be the end of it and I could get back to my studies....or so I thought!

Tommy was ecstatic when I told him that I would play this skit out with him. He was all excited. I asked him how he wanted to play it out. He said we could start where I was already kidnapped, he would first play the bad guy, tie me up and then come back as Mike Hammer to save me.

Tie me up? A 9 year old wants to tie me up? Ah, why not. What could a 9 year old do to me but just for safety I told Tommy that I would have to be tied loosely. Less he tie me so tight that I might really be in trouble, although I doubted if he could.

Tommy said he would do it loosely and just to be sure, I would be watching him carefully. If it got too tight, I would break loose and stop before it got too far out of hand.

I asked Tommy what he was going to use to tie me up. He said he had to go to his parents bedroom and would use the same ropes his dad uses to tie up his mom. His parents were into this and little Tommy knew about it?

Tommy then told me that he would peep through his parents bedroom keyhole and watch his dad go to town. He told me his dad was a master at tying his Mom up and she never could get loose. I asked him what else he saw and he just smiled. Then said, just the tie up stuff. I like seeing a pretty lady tied up. Like Velda on Mike Hammer and his Mom who was also very attractive.

Tommy went up stairs and came down with some long rolls of rope and unbeknowst to me at the time, some other things like duct tape and bandanas.

I asked Tommy how he wanted to do this and he said he wanted to tie me to the chair like Velda had been not to the bed like his Mom usually is. Usually I thought? Tommy then told me that sometime his dad ties his mom to a chair too.

I asked Tommy what he was going to do with me once I was tied up and he said he would change characters and become Mike Hammer and untie me.

I figured. No problem. Why not entertain the kid.

I sat back in the chair with my hands clasped in front of me on my lap. Tommy then told me that was wrong that I was to put my hands behind my back with my arms around the chair.

Okay. I then pretended to be scared and started to act out the role of the helpless Velda---a damsel in distress. Tommy loved it and laughed, but quickly turned that into a rough (as rough as a 9 year old could get) tone and started ordering me around and telling me he was going to hurt me if I didn't comply.

I continued to act scared. Tommy started tieing my hands behind my back. I reminded him not to tie me too tight, so he backed off. I felt the ropes but they were not too tight. No problem I thought, I can easily break out of this. I really didn't want to be tightly bound, so uncomfortable.

Tommy asked me if that was okay. I affirmed that he was doing okay and the ropes were fine, not too tight. Tommy then grabbed a roll of rope and started tying me between my arms, above my bust and around my shoulders and just below my bust. Again it was loose.

Tommy asked me again it was okay. No problem, just right. I hated to admit it, but I was getting turned on by this bondage. Too bad this was a 9 year old.

Tommy then left the end of the rope loose hanging by my side. I wiggled around and figured I could break in real easy.

Then Tommy grabbed another roll of rope and started tying my thighs over my legs and around the chair's bottom. He then did the same thing just below my knees and then to my ankles. I tested the ropes and they were also loose.

I asked Tommy where he learned to tie so well. He told me he had been watching his dad and some tv shows like Mike Hammer.

Okay, I'm tied and helpless I told him so I guess this would be when he turned into Mike Hammer and then untied me.

Tommy told me not quite yet. A couple more things to do first.

Just as I was wondering what else he had to do the little brat made a tug at the rope ending that had tied my upper body and all of a sudden it was really tight and then quickly did the same thing with the ropes around my legs. Then he tied both of the rope ends together.

I asked him what he was doing and said I wanted it to stay loose. This was too tight.

Tommy told me he just wanted to create some realism to this. The way I was was too loose and not realistic. I could have easily broken free. He then told me that Mikle Hammer would save me.

Figuring this was just a 9 year old, I still wasn't too worried even though my bonds were tight, I figureed I could break free if I really tried but figured I would save that, if necessary.

Then I felt a bandana going over my mouth. I mmmmppphhhed to Tommy and asked him what he was doing. 

He then told me that Velda was gagged on the Mike Hammer show so I had to be gagged as well. And he told me that his dad frequently gags his mother during their interplay.

It wasn't too tight and I could still speak, although slightly muffled. So I let it go.

Then Tommy comes to the front of me pulls the gag off and then clamps his little hand over my mouth. In a rough voice he tells me that my boss will never find me and then regags me.

I just smiled at the little kid and figured he was having a good time. Then I muffled out that we would have to cut it short because I needed to study.

Tommy came back put his hand over the gag and over my mouth and told me I was out of control and getting too loud. Now I was getting nervous.

He walked around me while I muffled for him to let me go. I heard a ripping noise and had a good idea what was going to happen next. Little Tommy came to my front. pulled the bandana down and replaced it with a piece o f duct tape. I muffled enough and the little brat pulled off another piece and placed that over the first piece and then put the bandana gag back on only this time he really pulled it tight.

I was trying to yell at him but all that came out were mild mmmmppphhhs. My next thought was to test the bounds. God forbid if his parents came home and found me like this. I would I explain it?

I tugged at my tied hands, but they were tight. Ditto for the ropes around my torso. I looked down at my legs and say the ropes tied around my upper legs and rolls and rolls around my ankles. I tried to slip my feet out, no luck. I was stuck.

I looked up at Tommy and muffled out a plea to release me, no luck. Only I knew what I was saying and even I couldn't understand the words. I was tightly gagged and even Tommy who was only a few feet away could barely hear me.

This little 9 year old had done a real job on me. All I could do is hope that Mike Hammer character would come out and this would be over as quickly as possible.

Tommy had other ideas. He decided to tease me. Pulling at my nose and tickling me all over. I was giggling, but even Tommy would not know as the tape gag had completely muffled the sounds.

Tommy then pulled my shoes off and boy I knew what would be next. The little brat started tickling my feet. Mike Hammer my foot (pun intended) this little kid had somethingelse in mind the whole time. I got foiled by a damned 9 year old. A supposedly quiet and weak one.

I wondered how long this would last. I was completely at little Tommy's mercy. Completely helpless to a 9 year old. What an embarrassment. How could I have been fooled into this? And what else did this little brat have in mind? Whatever, I wasn't going anywhere and there was nothing I could do about it.

Hope you enjoyed this

Adele
 
 

I felt as though what you wrote was totally uncalled for and has no place on this board. I'm glad your stupid post got deleted.

Adele

THANK YOU FOR DELETING THAT GARBAGE AND FOR BEING A FAIR AND COMPETENT MODERATOR. LET'S CONTINUE TO KEEP IT CLEAN.

THANKS AGAIN CANUCK!
 

ADELE

What I enjoyed most about this was those two huge boobs of Valerie's sticking out (and this was the 80's!) and Valerie's two cute hands tied apart. I kept thinking if I was there I would not hesitate to jump her.

I couldn't have Valerie so I did the next best thing and jumped my girlfriend. I tied her hands to the opposite ends of the couch, spread eagled and went to town.

Thank you Valerie for the inspiriration!

Troy

What I enjoyed most about this was those two huge boobs of Valerie's sticking out (and this was the 80's!) and Valerie's two cute hands tied apart. I kept thinking if I was there I would not hesitate to jump her.

I couldn't have Valerie so I did the next best thing and jumped my girlfriend. I tied her hands to the opposite ends of the couch, spread eagled and went to town.

Thank you Valerie for the inspiriration!

Troy

What I enjoyed most about this was those two huge boobs of Valerie's sticking out (and this was the 80's!) and Valerie's two cute hands tied apart. I kept thinking if I was there I would not hesitate to jump her.

I couldn't have Valerie so I did the next best thing and jumped my girlfriend. I tied her hands to the opposite ends of the couch, spread eagled and went to town.

Thank you Valerie for the inspiriration!

Troy

Oh well. Have a good one and please keep those stories cuming. (Mispelled deliberately)
 

Brenda

Yes, this is really a fantastic site! You guys and girls are sharing some awesome stories as of late. Please keep 'em coming, and keep up the great work!

I salute all of you. What a fabulous group of people. I admire all of you for seeing erotic bondage as a safe, clean, and fun way to enjoy sex, not as a dirty, evil, sicko/porno sleazy kind of thing. Nothing wrong with a little clean fun. You guys have proven that.

Great, great stories from Big Boner, Karen, Gary, Carla, Adele, Brenda, Donny, and so many more. Especially Big Boner--wow! That Debbie story was unreal! And I think Kevin Jones has been a marvel to help us all remember and check out erotic bondage on TV! I especially enjoyed reading all those Valerie Bertinelli postings. God, what a sexy cutie she was! I'd kill for one of her handgags!

I'm the one who is supposed to be the writer, but you all are really telling stories that are really inspiring me and turning me on. I feel like we all are becoming a very special little community of friends here.

I have some neat college experiences I want to post here real soon. And please keep those handgag stories coming, especially you ladies. The F/m ones are the best I have ever seen in my life! Even far better than other websites that specialize in this stuff! Better than the fantasy stuff I write as a bondage writer! Thanks to all of you! 

I read the post by Harold where he said somthing about a 70's sitcom which had a long handgagging skit with a gal that looked like Suzanne Sommers. I think Harold may be confused with an episode of Three's Company where almost the exact same incident happened with Suzanne Sommers.

It seems that Jack (John Ritter) was supposed to teach a mafia man's beautiful Italian wife how to cook to clear a debt that Jack accidently ran up. When the mafia man comes in to check on how the cooking classes are going, he finds his wife and Jack making out. Now the mafia man is ready to kill Jack and draws his gun but the mafia man's wife interceded and speaks to her husband in Italian whereby her husband puts his gun back in the belt holster, pulss out his wallet and hands Jack a $100 bill and wishes him good luck.

Jack's good friend Larry who witnesses the whole thing understands Italian and tells Jack that Mrs. Mafia told her husband that she kissed Jack only because he was going to be a daddy with Chrissy (Suzanne Sommers) being the mother. Jack is thrilled that his life is being spared but Chrissy as usual misunderstands and wants to set the mafia man straight. At this point Larry and Janet (Joyce DeWitt) push Chrissy into the kitchen while Janet puts a reverse handgag on Chrissy to prevent her from explaining to the Mafia man that the baby story was a big lie.

Meanwhile the mafia man wants to test Jack's cooking and samples it. Rolls his eyes and compliments Jack on a great job. All this time Janet is still handgaging Chrissy.

What is really funny was Chrissy's facial expressions. Her eyes were huge and her cheeks bulged while she made all sorts of facial contortions. This lasted quite awhile and the audience loved it.

Finally the mafia man leaves and Chrissy is all upset that they wouldn't let her tell this guy the truth at which point, Jack s-l-ow-l-y explains why that wasn't possible, because this guy wanted to kill him for kissing his wife.

Sommers was the perfect dumb blonde and very attractive too. I sem to recall a sheriff series that Sommers played in the late 80's were she gets the full bound and gagged treatment. Anybody remember that one or the name of the show?

Kevin Jones

I just happened by this board and noticed the posts by Tammy and another lady talking about handgagging. Pat does this to me too in fact over the Memorial Day Holiday, he kept me handgagged for most of a 100 mile trip to see relatives.

He does most of the things that Tammy says her guy does except Pat likes to take his two forefingers and stick them in my mouth and if I try to bite down he'll move his finger sidewise like a cleave-hand-gag so I can't bite him nor can I talk.

I thought only Pat was this wierd. I guess alot of guys enjoy doing this to their gals. Quite frankly, I rather enjoy him touching me this way. It's quite sensual and prepares me for the main course.

ANGELA
 

okay...so it goes like dis,im a baby sitter of a boy named mike,12 years old (im 16)one night,he wanted to watch his favorite show,some wacky bondage show.After we watched it,he asked me if we could play cops n robbers.(of course,as a babysitter,i said yes)he said that if i lose,he gets to play another game (with me) if I win,he must obey her n be my slave.in the end....guess what? I LOST...n he told me to sit down on the char while he went to get something from his bedroom.
After which seemed like ages,he came back with,2 silk scarfs,2 roles of duct tape.he asked me to strip naked.I hesitated,but in the end,he wrestled me to the ground n stripped me.
He too the scarfs and tied my arms behind a chair,took the other one n tied my legs to the chair.Then he took the duct tape n wrapped my stomach (below my beautiful bare breasts)to the chair.After that,he picked up my panties n asked me to open my mouth.(of course,i didn't)So he used one hand n grabbed my breast really hard.I opened my mouth to say "ow",the moment my mouth opened,he shoved my panties in,he then quickly took some duct tape n taped my mouth shut.
He went upstairs again,to get somthing,n guess wat he brought...a camera....He took about...12 photos of me from alot of angles n told me that next time if he wanted to tie me up,i must obey him or else he'll print the photos.I nodded "yes".He then started kissing my gagged mouth through the pink duct tape,moving down....all the way to my breasts.He kissed my nips,sucked them,n fondled them.
He kissed his way all the way to my pussy,licking it n molesting it.He finally stopped after the clock reached 1am.(he tied me up at 7 pm!)He released me n asked me if i enjoyed it.i nodded "yes".
The next day i came over again to babysit him,he had that photo canister hanging like a necklace!( -.-' )He then told me to strip.....n we went through that aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllll over again....

revenant
 
 
 
 
 

"You wanna tie me up, huh Dave?" she asked me. I was like, "if u want to." She obliged and I started plotting how to do it. Well, first I tied a lot of rope around her body, going above and below her breasts, also going between them. Then I took a roll of duct tape and started wrapping up her legs. I used 1/2 a roll for her entire legs. Then I took some more rope and started tying her elbows and wrists behind her back. I wrapped some duct tape around her body, pinning her arms tighter to her body. Then, I stuffed the bandana in her mouth, and pressed two strips of duct tape across her mouth. Then I took a chair, and tied rope around her body around the back of the chair. She couldn't move at all. She really seemed to be enjoying it. But now, I gotta go. Hope I didn't waste your time lol. 

"You wanna tie me up, huh Dave?" she asked me. I was like, "if u want to." She obliged and I started plotting how to do it. Well, first I tied a lot of rope around her body, going above and below her breasts, also going between them. Then I took a roll of duct tape and started wrapping up her legs. I used 1/2 a roll for her entire legs. Then I took some more rope and started tying her elbows and wrists behind her back. I wrapped some duct tape around her body, pinning her arms tighter to her body. Then, I stuffed the bandana in her mouth, and pressed two strips of duct tape across her mouth. Then I took a chair, and tied rope around her body around the back of the chair. She couldn't move at all. She really seemed to be enjoying it. But now, I gotta go. Hope I didn't waste your time lol. 

that should belong in the "load of **** stories written by 12 year olds seeking attention" area

Thanks, Mike and Sonic, for saying what needed to be said. Oh, I'm sure someone is going to blast me for saying what I'm about to say, but too bad. It's about time somebody spoke up on behalf of the silent majority.

First off, a few of the more recent stories from teenage girls have been very poorly written, ungrammatical and atrocious spelling. And they are simply not believable. These fictitious flights of teen angst fantasy are merely a mockery of what these girls are reading here at this website. They are just playing around with us. I don't begrudge anyone the right to free speech, but this site is for true stories of college bondage, not thinly disguised transparent lies from teen fantasizers mocking adult readers. 

On a connected point, again referring to those teen stories and a few adult ones recently, come on, guys. I'm all for freedom of expression, but could we PLEASE tone down the language here? I enjoy a good erotic bondage story as much as the next person, and all of you know I write them for other websites. But I am getting tired of seeing words like "cunt" and "dick" and "fuck" and "pussy" in these stories, especially the teen trash I just mentioned. Do we really need to stoop to such foul and obscene language to tell a good story? Can't we refer to body parts and sexual acts by their proper names? What is our goal here? To be erotic or profane? People, please. Let's get as sexy and erotic as we can, but can we keep it clean? Thee are better ways to express these things--why risk offending the readers?

Okay, it's time now for all those great hordes of people to come out and jump all over me for what I just said here. The ones who will say who am I to judge, what right do I have, etc. The ones who are going to post a ton of nasty letters here criticizing me. Well, go ahead, take your shots at me. I'm just the one brave enough to finally say what the rest of us are thinking.

And by the way, if Lisa is ever to come to Ontario please let me know. I am dying to get homed by her.

Well, what an honor! Thank you so much, Popeye. It is so gratifying to hear from yet another Lisa the Hand fan! I am so thrilled to see the popularity this series has gained at Restrained Tastes. I am so enthused and amazed at all the e-mail she generates for me. You made my day, Popeye.

Don't you worry. More hot Lisa the Hand on the way! It is being alternated with my OTHER Lisa series, so therefore the time lag in between stories. Part IV will be coming shortly. I begin work on it this week.

Part Four of Lisa the Hand will be called "Welcome Home." This is the beginning of a "new life" with Lisa the Hand, Karen the Gag, Danielle the Tie-Up Queen, and Bridgette the Sex Maniac. Lisa's perpetually handgagged victim will also be meeting Princess Jaysa there in Quebec. Wait till you read about the Princess.

Popeye, you have no idea just what awaits this poor guy in Quebec at Chez Quatre Femmes. What Lisa the Hand and her fellow Femmes have in store for him is a planned 15-chapter serial. Thanks so much for reading, and PLEASE stay with me. Each of the four girls will get her own chapter. With Lisa, the handgags never stop. Lisa the Hand--a fiction series. The best is yet to come.

And check out the other Lisa series called Lisa: A Handy Girl To Have Around. This one is not fiction. It is my true-life experiences with Lisa "The Hand" Marie Kell. Four chapters so far, with a total of ten planned so far. It will be alternated with the fiction series Lisa the Hand. If you love female handgags, guys, come and read-and fall madly in love with Lisa Marie Kell and her beautiful white hands.

For anyone else interested, both series can be read at www.restrainedtastes.com. Go to Tied and True Tales there and read Lisa-fact or Lisa-fiction or both. The series are both under my real name, Harold. Lisa the Hand is the Handy Girl. Join her growing legion of fans who know Lisa is The Hand and The Hand is Lisa. Long live The Hand!

And in line with my previous message here, I write very, very, VERY erotic bondage, specializing in F/m handgags. But never do I ever use perverted sexual terms or foul profanity. I am a Christian writer, and I am proud to keep it clean. Erotic is good, obscene is not. Thanks for reading Lisa, everyone. Enjoy! 

I met this woman who will remain nameless (just in case) last year at a nightclub and we ended up having the most amazing one night stand. I must admit I was pretty drunk, but managed to get through the night.

I instantly knew I would be taking her back home with me. She came up to me and the first thing she said to me when she whispered in my ear was; 'Have you ever tied someone up before?'. The first thing I thought was how lucky am I. lol

Ive always dreamt of tying a woman up but never had the guts to mention it to any of my g/fs. Ive seen all the websites etc etc. So when she said this to me I was well happy with myself. After chattin for about an hour we jumped in a taxi and we were home in about 10 minutes.

Because Id had so much to drink I wasnt really nervous. We got into my hall and started kissing and ripping our clothes off. By the time we were in my room we were naked and were about to start going at it. I almost forgot what she said but I suddenly remembered. I had ropes under my bed so I reached underneath and managed to get them. When she seen them she looked at me, puzzled. 'What are you doing?' she said. I just smiled and told her to turn onto her stomach.

She smiled back and turned onto her stomach. Before I could say anything she crossed her wrists behind her back, looked over her shoulder and told me to tie her up. I proceeded to tie her wrists together and then the rest of her arms to her torso. Whenever I tied a knot tightly she would make little groans and if it was not tight enough she would tell me to tie it tighter. I think she was enjoying herself.

I tied her feet to the 2 ends of the bed so she was spreadeagled and stomach down on the bed. She looked over her shoulder and smiled. 'What now?' she asked coyly. As if she didnt know. And as if you, the reader, didnt know either ;) I hope you can use your imagination.

I untied her then we went to sleep. When I woke up next morning she was gone. She left a note saying 'Had fun' and that was it. I eventually met her again in the same nightclub and we went out for about 2 months. Thats when we REALLY had fun ;) lol 

I was roundly drummed about the ears for far less than this. Southern Chick doesn't seem to give a fig about these so-called "rules" ... to wit, Canuck;

New posters: please remember that most visitors prefer this site for the (relative) innocence of the stories. If your stories have a rather strong sexual part please consider leaving them out of the story or posting the story somewhere else. You will probably get more credit and reaction anyway! 

A good story has to fulfil the following points:

-No participant is harmed physically or emotionnaly (that includes humiliation).

-All participants express their consent to be included in the event. 

- If sexual aspects are mentioned at all (it is possible to write an excellent and fascinating story without them!) they are not to be too explicit or take up a lot of room. It is OK to mention the attraction of the scene or to give a short description of a person, if it helps the story.

END!!!!!

p.s. my aim is jbomm11

Kevin Jones, in one of your recent e-mails you mentioned Suzanne Somers receiving a very humorous and long handgag on "Three's Company" by Joyce DeWitt(Janet). You mentioned that Suzanne did a later show in the 1980's and you asked if anyone could remember the name of it.

If memory serves, I think it was called "She's The Sheriff" in which Suzanne played--what else?--a female sheriff. Later on, in the early 1990's, she was also featured in a comedy called "Step By Step."

In all three series mentioned, it seems that Suzanne was quite famous for not only receiving handgags but also for giving them. She was always putting that famous hand of hers over someone's mouth. Suzanne was forever handgagging the late John Ritter (Jack Tripper) in "Three's Company." In one episode where she was trying to hide from Janet, she handgagged Jack four times. Throughout th show's history, Suzanne must have handgagged Jack at least a dozen times all told, probably much more than that. 

In "Step By Step" she handgaggged one of her "step-children" twice in the same episode. Suzanne must have had handgags written into her scripts because she semed to love doing them so much. I can't recall any other actress who handgagged people so often and seemed to really get off on it. Suzanne was so good at it too.

I even recall a movie she was in where she handgags a teenage girl who wanted to say goodbyr to her boyfriend while she was locked up in jail. But Suzanne and her hand refused to let the girl talk.

Was "She The Sheriff" the show you were thinking of, Kevin? And you never told us who was abducted, tied up, and gagged by those two beautiful women on "Dukes of Hazzard." I say it was Luke Duke (Tom Wopat) but you say no. Okay, if it isn't Bo or Luke, who was it? I'm curious. Was it a stuntman?

This happened years ago when I was in college. I was at a friends appartment(Jen) with a buddy of mine(Rich). It was a boring day and we really had no plans to do anything. We were just kind of hanging out thinking for things to do. (We were in Northern Wisconsin at the time...not a whole lot to do in general) Well, I was rumaging around Jen's appt. when I found a roll of double wide, silver duct tape. I asked Jen what this was for, and she told me it was for packing boxes for when the school year was up, and for just fixing things in general. I grabbed the roll and looked at Rich...he looked over at me at the same time and we both got evil grins accross our faces. I picked up the tape and motioned to Rich to follow me. We snuck up behind Jen (who was in the kitchen) and I said "This stuff looks like it could fix anythig....EVEN YOU!!!" Then Rich pounced. 
He grabbed Jen and she started laughing and yelling, "what the hell, get off me" I walked up to her and said "we need to "fix" you, put her hands behind her back" Rich grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back. I took the roll of tape and started winding it around her wrists. Since this was a double roll (twice as wide as normal ducttape) I didn't need as much to snuglly restrain her arms. We then marched her into the living room and layed her down on a beanbag chair. "We can't have our little pretty getting away now can we?" I said and started securing her ankles. 
After I had her helplessly tied up with the ducttape, Jen was squirming around, laughing and yelling at us that this wasn't fair...there were two of us and only one of her. I looked at her and said "too bad...now quiet down, we want to watch some TV" and I tore off a strip. I tore the tape lengthwise so it was only the width of a normal strip of tape. She looked at me doing this and her eyes got huge. "You better not even think about putting that on my mouth" she said, I chuckled and said "or else what?" and proceeded to paste it over her mouth.
Jen was rolling around and we could tell she thought this was kind of fun cuz she seemed to be laughing from behind her gag, looking up at us and squinting her eyes at us as if to say "I'll get you back someday"
After about ten minutes of watching Jen squirm and struggle, I bent down over her and said, "If I untie you, will you be a good little girl?" She rolled her eyes, then nodded her head yes.
I peeled the tape off of her mouth and she said "OOOOOHHH, I'll get you back someday, and with that I said "NOPE, looks like you lied." I grabbed the tape and tore off another strip. She started to protest "no no no hhhhmmmpphhhh" but again, I pasted it over her mouth.
Again her eyes got as big as saucers as I did, and I realized how much I was enjoying this. I loved the fact that her eyes got so big...She was my own little damsel in distress.
After about another 15-25 minutes of toying with her we decided to let her go. She complained a bit when we tore the tape off as some of the binds on her wrists pulled off some hair when we removed it.
After she was free, she kept saying "paybacks are a bitch" myself and Rich were playing her off like "yeah, whatever, no way in hell could you do that to us no matter how hard you tried"

I would soon regret those words. 

Let me know if you'd like to hear the payback.

This happened years ago when I was in college. I was at a friends appartment(Jen) with a buddy of mine(Rich). It was a boring day and we really had no plans to do anything. We were just kind of hanging out thinking for things to do. (We were in Northern Wisconsin at the time...not a whole lot to do in general) Well, I was rumaging around Jen's appt. when I found a roll of double wide, silver duct tape. I asked Jen what this was for, and she told me it was for packing boxes for when the school year was up, and for just fixing things in general. I grabbed the roll and looked at Rich...he looked over at me at the same time and we both got evil grins accross our faces. I picked up the tape and motioned to Rich to follow me. We snuck up behind Jen (who was in the kitchen) and I said "This stuff looks like it could fix anythig....EVEN YOU!!!" Then Rich pounced. 
He grabbed Jen and she started laughing and yelling, "what the hell, get off me" I walked up to her and said "we need to "fix" you, put her hands behind her back" Rich grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back. I took the roll of tape and started winding it around her wrists. Since this was a double roll (twice as wide as normal ducttape) I didn't need as much to snuglly restrain her arms. We then marched her into the living room and layed her down on a beanbag chair. "We can't have our little pretty getting away now can we?" I said and started securing her ankles. 
After I had her helplessly tied up with the ducttape, Jen was squirming around, laughing and yelling at us that this wasn't fair...there were two of us and only one of her. I looked at her and said "too bad...now quiet down, we want to watch some TV" and I tore off a strip. I tore the tape lengthwise so it was only the width of a normal strip of tape. She looked at me doing this and her eyes got huge. "You better not even think about putting that on my mouth" she said, I chuckled and said "or else what?" and proceeded to paste it over her mouth.
Jen was rolling around and we could tell she thought this was kind of fun cuz she seemed to be laughing from behind her gag, looking up at us and squinting her eyes at us as if to say "I'll get you back someday"
After about ten minutes of watching Jen squirm and struggle, I bent down over her and said, "If I untie you, will you be a good little girl?" She rolled her eyes, then nodded her head yes.
I peeled the tape off of her mouth and she said "OOOOOHHH, I'll get you back someday, and with that I said "NOPE, looks like you lied." I grabbed the tape and tore off another strip. She started to protest "no no no hhhhmmmpphhhh" but again, I pasted it over her mouth.
Again her eyes got as big as saucers as I did, and I realized how much I was enjoying this. I loved the fact that her eyes got so big...She was my own little damsel in distress.
After about another 15-25 minutes of toying with her we decided to let her go. She complained a bit when we tore the tape off as some of the binds on her wrists pulled off some hair when we removed it.
After she was free, she kept saying "paybacks are a bitch" myself and Rich were playing her off like "yeah, whatever, no way in hell could you do that to us no matter how hard you tried"

I would soon regret those words. 

Let me know if you'd like to hear the payback.

Pat