## being burgled!

Post by katylc » Sun Aug 09, 2015 10:18 am

hi everyone, im just wondering, if you were going to break in and rob me.... how would you tie me to stop me chasing you away? obviously you would have to bind and gag me, whilst i try to scream for help! how would you all do it?
and would i be taken away with everything you steal from me?

### Re: being burgled!

Post by That-animeguy » Sun Aug 09, 2015 10:20 am

Kinda depends actually.
It could get pretty kinky, probably better to PM
So... gulible!

### Re: being burgled!

Post by no_card » Sun Aug 09, 2015 10:46 pm

Being a well-prepared burglar, obviously I have a roll of duct tape already on hand. I tackle you, more or less slamming you into the ground under me (sorry about that). While you're on the ground, getting your bearings, I drag your hands behind your back and roughly tape your wrists together. The job's a bit hasty, but I can be more thorough once you're a bit more restrained. Turning around, I start to tape your ankles together, but then a thought strikes me and I stop. Bending your right leg, I wind the tape around your shin and thigh, preventing you from standing. I repeat the process for your left leg, completing a frogtie before pulling off one of your shoes, tossing it over my shoulder, and removing one of your socks.
By now you've started yelling. Turning back around to face your head, I pull your head back by the forehead and (muttering an apology) cram the sock into your screaming mouth and behind your teeth. As you sputter on it and try to spit it out, the beginning of a strip of duct tape sticks to your cheek, just to the left of your mouth before stretching across it and behind your head. I pull it tight and the tape is pulled between your teeth, almost immediately joined by a second layer, then a third.
You close your mouth on these as best you can, as though attempting to bite through them. I take advantage of this, pulling another layer around and sealing your lips shut. Perhaps for good measure, perhaps out of habit, I wind another four layers of tape around your head between your nose and chin, reducing any noise you might try to make to quiet, incoherent mumbles. There's a ripping sound as the tape gag parts from its roll, and then I lean forward, still straddling your struggling form, and breathe a sigh of relief.
It's been maybe thirty seconds since you caught the man in black rifling through your dresser, and now you're thoroughly helpless beneath him.
"Sorry sorry sorry," I mutter, returning my attention to your straining hands. My fingernails search for the edge of the tape as I say, "I was not expecting you to be in. Aha." There's the ripping sound again, and I carefully wrap the tape around your wrists, reinforcing my hurried work of before. Without really stopping my work I move down to your hands, forcefully interlocking your fingers and taping around them until your hands are a useless mass of silvery-gray. I climb off of you, grabbing one of your arms and pulling you to your knees in the same motion.
As you moan and pull desperately, fruitlessly at the bonds around your wrists, I begin another strip of tape on a whim and bend down behind you. You gasp through your nose as you feel your elbows drawn together and tape wrapping around them, and then the roll is passed around your front a few times and your arms are secured to your torso. You whine in protest.
"Oh, whatever." My voice is slightly high-pitched with annoyance. "You know, I know thieves that would do a lot worse to you." I walk around your bound form as I speak, and you watch me gesture with the roll in my hands. "Count yourself lucky. I'm not even stealing very much of your stuff." I pause, looking around, and my hands drop. "If I can fucking find anything valuable. Christ, did someone get here before me? I swear, if Jessica went and robbed this house just to spite me, AGAIN...stay here. Not like you have a lot of alternatives, but..." My monologue was coming to a close anyway, but it's cut off by the closing door as I leave the room.
You look down at your legs beneath you, at the layers of tape keeping your heels pressed into your butt. Slowly, trying not to fall over, you throw your weight forward, shifting your right leg several inches forward. You do the same with your left leg, then your right again. Your desk is across the room. If you can get to it, and the pair of scissors in one of its drawers...
The door opens behind you. "Good point," you hear me say, although to myself or you you're not sure. In any case, you peer over your shoulder as I cross to you, and then my hand finds your back and shoves you forward.
Almost before your face hits the ground, I'm already crouched beside you, removing your remaining shoe and sock. The way you're positioned, your ass and feet are propped up into the air by your own knees, and you feel your feet pulled into a crossed position and tape wrapping around them. You let out the loudest cry you can as you find your feet suddenly inseparable.
"Shut up," I say absently as I remove your shoelaces. I use them to bind your toes, then tie the remainder around your wrist bonds. Not tightly, mind you: just enough so that you can't shift back to your knees. I start to stand, then stop. "Like I said," I say conversationally, "this could have been a lot worse for you."
I slap the ass hanging invitingly in the air on my way up before leaving without a word. It would have felt incomplete if I hadn't.
An evil laugh requires practice.

### Re: being burgled!

Post by Mmph Squad » Mon Aug 10, 2015 9:11 am

> katylc wrote:hi everyone, im just wondering, if you were going to break in and rob me.... how would you tie me to stop me chasing you away? obviously you would have to bind and gag me, whilst i try to scream for help! how would you all do it?
> and would i be taken away with everything you steal from me?

I would wait for you to get ready for bed. There would be the stereotypical hiding in the closet while you disrobe and put on a pink teddy. You are alerted when you hear me breathing heavily, caused by my imaginings of you quiet and helpless in that gown. When you open the doors, my hand shoots out cat-like, pinning a piece of underclothing i'd robbed from your dresser earlier. The struggle would ensue as you backed up into your bed. Now, taking care not to injure you in anyway, I slowly pin you to the bed with my body weight. The pre-ripped duct tape finds your mouth and my fingers smooth it on.
By this time you have begun to weaken in your struggles, and provide the most meager bits of resistance as I rope your hands and ankles. Then, taking the opportunity to move around some more, i'd fish out my handkerchiefs and gag you properly, leaving just enough of your roars and grunts of dissatisfaction to satisfy my own tastes.
Trundled out of your house in rolling luggage case, i'd cart you off to my cabin and make you my mountain wive.
To tie or be tied? I'm not one to care as long as there are gags!