The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby TiedupChick » Tue Feb 22, 2011 3:28 pm

The First of Many.... [MF/M]+[M/MF]

OK! Well, I’ve been on here for a while now and I thought “ya know? I should get some of our adventures on here” BUT I needed to pass it through with my partners first. They agreed. Actually, they want to add more POVs to some of our tugs to make them more fun, but that is for later adventures. So first a little information about “the three tuganeers!” (I know, I know. Bad joke but hey, it’s fun. :D )

My name is Nikki, yes I mean my REAL name is Nikki, it’s not a nick name. I am about 5’ 5” with shoulder length dark brown hair and blue eyes. I am pretty fit; I play soccer and tennis so I have to stay in shape.

Then there is Michael (or Mike, he goes by either) and Justin. Mike is 6’ 2” with brown hair and brown eyes. He plays football and soccer along with Justin. Justin is 6’ with blonde hair and blue eyes. Justin also lives right next door to Michael.

So we were about 15 when I had my first tug experience, turns out Mike and Justin had done tugs long before but never thought I would like it. Boys and their simple mindedness *sigh*, no offense to any boys out there. Lol but I will admit the first time I saw them tug I freaked out for some reason… well you’ll find out. :D

Anyways, my dad works for a large company and is gone away on business a lot so I go and stay with Michael since his parents are really good friends with my dad, but Michael’s parents just got jobs switched so they also have to leave town a lot too, but by 15 they trusted us enough not to get into too much trouble.

So I was going to stay with Michael from Wednesday-Sunday. Since Michael, Justin and I go to the same school, Justin’s parents would drive us to school every day unless Michael’s parents were home. They were for Wednesday- Friday but they had to leave on a business trip Friday afternoon through Tuesday of the next week. (By the way, it was about January and really really cold outside.)

So Wednesday –Friday was pretty normal. We played video games, watched movies, did homework when necessary (not a big favorite of any or ours lol), and just normal stuff. Sometimes I would read while they fought over the video game.


Friday Afternoon:

Justin’s parents picked us up at school and took us home. It was Friday and none of us had any homework so it was just gonna be a weekend of fun until my dad came to pick me up on Sunday.

I dropped my bags off in my room and did the few chores around the house that I did as payment for Michael’s parents for letting me stay there while my dad was away. When I was done, I went to find Michael to figure out what we were gonna have for dinner. I found him in the garage messing with some stuff.

“Hey Michael?” I called from the door and he jumped in surprise and spun around. When he saw it was me he relaxed and wiped his hands on his jeans and straighten his black halo t-shirt.

“Jeese, Nikki. Don’t scare me like that.” He put down whatever he was messing with and walked to me.

“I didn’t MEAN to scare you Mr. Scardy Cat.” I laughed, sticking my tongue out at him. “What were you messing with anyways?” I tried to look over his shoulder but even at 15 he was taller than me.

“Nothing. Dad called and said he wanted me to find something but I couldn’t find it.” He started to shove me back in the house. “Come on; don’t let all the heat out. Jeese” He taunted me. I rolled my eyes at him.

“I was just coming to find you to see what we would have for dinner that’s all.” I said as I turned around and walked back into the kitchen.

“Well…” he scratched his head for a moment, “there’s some stuff in the fridge. How about this, I’ll fix dinner and you call Justin over and we’ll watch a movie?”

“Ok.” I said and I walked off in the other room.

(Ok. I’m gonna do a little time jump her cause I don’t think that it was very important, if you know what I mean. SORRY! Not really good at this writing thing! XD)

After dinner, Justin came over and we watched Small Soldiers for the fun of it. There was a part in it where a girl got tied up. It confused me at first but I kinda wondered what it would be like if it was me who got tied up. Thinking I was weird, I didn’t tell Michael or Justin.

After the movie was over with, we stayed up a little bit longer playing video games and then I said I was going to bed. Justin was staying over for the night so Michael continued playing with him.

I changed into my pjs (which consisted of a red tank top and black shorts and my hair up in a pony tail) and went to bed, just around 11:00.

A few hours later, I was awoken to a banging noise. Glancing at my clock, I found it was about 2:00 in the morning. What in the world were those boys up too?? I climbed out of bed and walked down the hall to Michael’s room. I was about to knock when I heard a groan from the other side of the door. Scared that someone had fallen out of bed and gotten hurt I burst into the room… totally not expecting to see what I found.

No one was hurt but Michael was standing over Justin, who was tied up just in his black boxer shorts! He was tied spread eagle on the bed with ropes and had duct tape over his mouth and a bandana over her eyes. Michael, caught dead in a white shirt and grey boxers, had an electric toothbrush in his hand and a look of complete shock.

“Nikki… this-this isn’t what you think it is…” he said trying to cover it up. I looked back and forth between him and Justin, backing up slowly. I was confused and didn’t know what was going on. Finally, I ran for it, trying to get back to my bed room but before I reached the door I was tackled to the ground with a thud.

“Owe! Michael let me go! Let me- mmpphhh!” my screams were cut off by Michael hand-gagging me and I couldn’t move since all his weight was on me. That and he was just bigger than I was.

“Shhhh! Shhh! Nikki, calm down. Calm down, it’s not what it seems.” But I wouldn’t listen; I struggled as hard as I could against him. Then he flipped me over and took my face with both hands. “Nikki!” he all but shouted at me. I stilled in his grip, my breathing coming hard and I was still confused and now a little scared. His brown eyes searched my face for a moment as he whispered “its ok, its ok.” He was trying to calm me down. After a few minutes, I finally calmed down enough that he got off of me.

“Why… why’s Justin like that?” I asked him, my pulse had slowed and I could think more clearly now. Michael simply got up and stretched his hand out to me. I looked at it for a moment and then shook my head thinking, “stop being a baby. It’s just Michael,” and reached for his hand. We went back to his room.
Michael lead me to where Justin was, let go of my hand and removed Justin’s blindfold and tape gag.

“Oh man. That WAS you, Nikki. Sorry, did we scare ya a little bit?” Justin knew that I was kinda spooked and his voice helped me a little.

“Yeah…” I looked back and forth between him and Michael. “I’m sorry, I just kinda freaked, yeah... I…” I didn’t know what else to say, I was kinda lost. When Michael reached out to touch my shoulder I didn’t flinch though, which was a good thing.

“Well, you did just walk in on us. I think any girl would have been scared. But see its ok. Justin’s not hurt or anything. I just tied him up. We do this a lot. Then we I’m done tying him, I tickle him or something, that’s all.” He was rubbing my shoulder a little bit which helped me finally get over being spooked.

“Umm… can I watch?” I asked hesitantly. Michael and Justin seemed surprised that I asked but Justin simply said “sure.” Michael reapplied the blindfold and put on a new piece of tape over his mouth, and then Michael started tickling Justin! Justin’s laughs and screams were muffled by the gag but he was still kinda loud. He was straining and pulling against the ropes trying to get Michael to stop.

When Michael went to his feet with the electric toothbrush though, Justin started to really scream and move around. After a few minutes, I couldn’t help myself. I reached out and tickled Justin’s ribs and he started to jerk even more.

“There ya go. His armpits are REALLY sensitive.” Michael said with an evil smile and so I tickled Justin there too. The whole time he was laughing and screaming behind the gag. A few minutes later, Michael stood up from his feet and told me to stop. Tears were coming from Justin’s blindfold and he was still laughing and straining against the ropes.

“You got to give him a break so he doesn’t pass out.” Michael said laughingly and went to sit down on his bed. Watching Justin reminded me of the movie again and the same ludicrous thought ran through my head again. “What would it be like to be tied up?” Well, after taking part of a tug myself, I was pretty sure Michael would tie me up as well. Also, I knew he wouldn’t do anything I said I didn’t want to do, so I decided to go for it.

“Hey Mike…?”

“Yeah?” he responded and I turned to face him.

“Would you tie me up too?” He sat up abruptly, searching my face with his eyes again.

“You sure?”

“Yeah... but um, could u do something… not like that?” I wanted to test this out, but I didn’t want to get spooked again. A smile broke out on Mike’s face.

“Yeah sure. Do you have something in mind?” he asked.

“Ummmm… No, not really.”

He thought for a moment then looked at me straight in the eyes.

“Ok, I’ll tie you up but if you ever want out, ever, just say ‘out’ and I will un-tie u, ok?” The look in his eyes told me he was serious and so all I did was nod.

“Ok. Come over here and I’ll be right back.” He told me as he got off the bed. I sat down on it and he walked out the door. While he was gone I stared up at the ceiling wondering what he was gonna do to me. When he came back he had 4 coils of rope and another bandana. “You ready?” he asked me and I nodded again.

“Ok, put your hands together, crossed, in front of you.” I did what he said and he took one length of rope and tied my hands together. He was in boy scouts so he knew his way around knots and when I tried to pull them free, I couldn’t do it. Next he tied my ankles together, making sure they were tight but not too tight, and then my thighs. With the final piece of rope he tied my arms to my chest so that I couldn’t move them away from my body.

When he was done I struggled against the ropes but couldn’t break free of them and I found the more I struggled, the more I liked it. I was confused again but a good confused this time.

Next, Michael leaned down and placed the bandana over my eyes, taking away my sight. I panicked at first but after a moment I stopped. I trusted Michael.

“You ok?” Michael asked.

“Yeah, I think I’m good. I never knew I would like it though.” I confessed.

“I’ll say. You were really scared when you walked in on us.” Michael laughed and behind his gag Justin laughed too.

“Well, I was confused and kinda scared ok.” I knew I was blushing and turned my head away to try and hide it, but with my hair up, it didn’t really hide anything. Thankfully, Michael had enough sense to let it go and continue his torture on Justin while I struggled in my own cocoon of ropes.

After about an hour, Michael freed me but left Justin tied up.

“He likes to sleep like that, trust me.” Justin sighed to confirm his statement and satisfied, I walked back to my room.

Little did I know that my tugs adventures were just starting.


I hope you all liked it! Please comment back on anything, from how to improve how I write to just comments. I love feed back! xD
Last edited by TiedupChick on Thu Feb 24, 2011 4:45 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Re: The first of many... [MF/m]then [M/fm]

Postby canuck100 » Tue Feb 22, 2011 9:53 pm

Glad to know that this is just the first of many stories! Really good post, thanks for sharing your story with us.

Re: The first of many... [MF/m]then [M/fm]

Postby Tailsy » Wed Feb 23, 2011 6:14 am

canuck100 wrote:Glad to know that this is just the first of many stories! Really good post, thanks for sharing your story with us.

I agree ^_^ , Okies I'll feed you with some feed back then :) It was nicely written out and told well ^^ thank you for sharing it , I look forward to your next post ^^
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Re: The first of many... [MF/m]then [M/fm]

Postby Chris12 » Wed Feb 23, 2011 7:49 am

I like it , its really good for a first story :big:

Re: The first of many... [MF/m]then [M/fm]

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Feb 23, 2011 7:51 am

TiedupChick wrote: SORRY! Not really good at this writing thing! XD


Yes you are. Don't be so hard on yourself. You're doing great! Keep it up! :D
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Re: The first of many... [MF/m]then [M/fm]

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Feb 23, 2011 8:34 am

Good story! Really good for a first story! You have talent to write.Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: The first of many... [MF/m]then [M/fm]

Postby TiedupChick » Wed Feb 23, 2011 4:09 pm

Jason Toddman wrote: Yes you are. Don't be so hard on yourself. You're doing great! Keep it up! :D


sarumansauron wrote:Good story! Really good for a first story! You have talent to write.Thanks!


Thank you guys, and everyone else that posted! I really like writing, especially about something as fun as the tugs that mike, justin and I do, but I thought I didn't do quite a good job on this. Also, I've been thinking about my next post. It's about Saturday but it's a completely different tug, ya know? So i'm trying to decide on whether to make a new post or continue in here... any thoughts?
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Re: The first of many... [MF/m]then [M/fm]

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Feb 23, 2011 5:07 pm

Sounds like it could be either be a separate post (maybe titled the second of many :D ) or you could re-title your first post each time you add a new story (The first two of many... the first three of many... and so on) - just edit the title line in your first post on this topic to do so and the title will change. Whatever way you feel most comfortable with should work. If you were continuing this story over more than one installment you should definitely post all relevent continuations in one place but with separate TUGs like what you are talking about writers usually choose separately posted topics. However, you should pick whichever idea suits you best in this case; either way should work since you are still talking about the same people. :big:
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Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby TiedupChick » Thu Feb 24, 2011 4:50 pm

Ok. So i decided because this was during the same weekend to post it under here.

You Win, You Lose, You Get Tied…. [M/F]

Alright, if you’ve read my last story “The first of many…”, you know that the first time I saw a tug, I freaked. Well, I can tell you that I adapted quite fast. Even Michael was impressed.

Anyways, it’s Saturday morning and I woke up thinking that the whole thing was a dream, but when I saw the rope burns on my wrists I knew that it was no dream, and I was quite happy, actually happy that I got tied up. At the time I thought it was really weird but now I didn’t have to go it alone. I had Michael and Justin.

I got dressed in a blue spaghetti strap for the day with a dark blue Aeropostal jacket over it, along with a pair of jeans. I walked out of my room and decided to chance Michael’s room again. I pressed my ear to the door to see if I could hear anything, I didn’t so I opened the door ever so slightly.

Justin was still tied spread eagle to the bed and Michael was asleep in his bed. As quite as I could, I crept towards Justin and looked him over. His wrists and ankles were red and I wanted to take the ropes off but I didn’t know if Michael would get mad at me or not. So I decided to ask Justin instead.

I reached and took off his blindfold. He squinted in the morning light and took a minute to readjust his eyes. When he saw me his eyes went wide and then I could barely make out a smile from under the tape. Without saying a word I pointed to the ropes and he shook his head no. I raised an eyebrow and he nodded. I held up the blindfold up again and he nodded. I shrugged and reapplied the blindfold.

I went down and got myself something quick to eat and then decided to make eggs for everyone. After getting everything ready, I shouted up the stairs for the boys.

“Alright bozos! Time to get up!” I heard a collective groan from Michael and Justin and then some shuffling around, so I turned my attention back to breakfast.

Michael was down first, in his white shirt and grey boxers, stretching as he walked, his hair all messed up.

“What you yelling at?” he asked me.

“Breakfast time, silly.” I stuck my tongue out at him and then craned my neck to look behind him.

“Don’t worry, he’s probably getting dressed and going to the bathroom right-” right then the toilet sounded. We both laughed and he shrugged. “He beat me to it.”

Michael got out the plates when Justin finally came down. Dressed in a blue t-shirt and jean he started sniffing around.

“OH YUM! Eggs! You know I love eggs, Nikki!” He came up behind me and pulled me into a tight hug.

“Oh... glad that…you… Justin! Can’t breathe!” He laughed and put me down but not without messing up my hair before going to go sit down.

“Look” I held up the spatula up to him “if you don’t behave it’s not eggs for you.” He knew I was kidding but went along, lowering his head in shame and sticking out his bottom lip. I sighed and went back to cooking.

After breakfast, Justin stayed for a little while before going home. Michael and I just went to the TV and hit up the Xbox. After a few rounds of halo (keep in mind this an old halo lol) Michael finally spoke about last night.

“Hey…”

“Yeah?” I answered absentmindedly.

“Umm… were you ok about last night?” I paused the screen and looked at him, then to the ground. I wasn’t quite sure on how to answer the question. He waited as I gathered my thoughts.

“I guess yeah. I don’t know why I freaked, probably cause I didn’t know what was going on. Do you guys do that often?” I finally said. Michael seemed to let go the breath he was holding.

“Yeah, we do it from time to time. And no, we don’t do anything the other doesn’t want.” He gave me a pointed look. “We just do it for fun. And we have a safe word in case something doesn’t feel right or you don’t want to continue. We take safety percussions.” As he talked I was kinda spell bound, is this real? Do I really like this? When he got done explaining I knew, knew that I would be safe with him, knew that he would never push me, and I knew… I wanted to do it again.

He seemed to be waiting for some kind of acknowledgement so I nodded at him. He looked away from me for a moment, ran his hands through his hair and finally looked back at me.

“So what do you think?” he asked me.

“I think… I think I wanna try it again.” His eyes flared up in surprise but then he smiled.

“Ok. What you wanna do?”

“I don’t know. How about something simple…” I thought around for a moment but came up blank. I didn’t know how to tie someone up. Michael seemed to be stumped too, but only for a moment before another smile crept along his face.

“How about a game?” he said and I looked at him confused. He laughed. “It's really simple. You win or you lose, but either way you could get tied.” By then I was really confused and he laughed again. “Wait here.” He got up and went upstairs to his bed room.

When he came back he had 3 sets of handcuffs, 1 piece of rope, 2 ankle socks, and 2 soccer socks. When he finally got over to me he set them in between us.
“Ok. So here’s how this works. We play halo and the winner of each round gets to chose one item or one action and tie up the other person with it. So depending on how well you tie the other person when you win will determine if you win as a whole.” I went to ask him what he meant but he held up one finger for me to wait. “When we run out of items, you try to finally secure your opponent and then they are yours for the rest of the day. Now because you’re new to this I won’t attack you so we’ll-” I cut him off.

“Who’s to say YOU’RE gonna win huh?” I looked at him with my mischievous smile and he laughed.

“Oh, trust me. I’ve been holding out on ya.” His eyes had the sparkle of overconfidence, well I was gonna prove him wrong.

“Listen, I don’t think you can beat me and even if you can, I don’t want to be babied. I’m sorry I freaked out last night but don’t treat me like a child.” He looked disbelieving but then just laughed and shook his head.

“Alright, if you say so. It’s your funeral.” He picked up his controller and set it up for a one on one match. “Ready…”

“Set…”

“GO!” We said together. And boy was I wrong, he had been holding out on me and I was shot down in no time.

“Well the first one goes to me and since you were so kind as to remind me you’re not a child anymore… hands behind your back now!” I did as he said, I am a good sport, even though I think it’s cheating if he held out on me before and now I was gonna have an even tougher time playing.

He came up behind me and snapped on a pair of handcuffs on my hands but was kind enough to hand me the controller. I liked the sound of the handcuffs clicking, I don’t know why but I did.

To sum it up… I never won a round.

The second round he used handcuffs on my ankles, and on the third, he tied my thighs with rope. The fourth round is when we stepped into new territory.

“Ok, now it’s time for your gag.” He said with a smile while holding up an ankle sock and a soccer sock. I didn’t skip I beat, I pressed my lips closed. He was going to have to fight more than just a round of halo for this one. He laughed and crawled on top of me, I couldn’t cause of how tied up I already was, and looked down at me.

“You’ve got 5 seconds.” I kept my mouth closed. He sighed and pinched my nose, I held out for as long as I could but I finally had to gasp for air and he shoved the ankle sock in and quickly tied the soccer sock to keep it in place.

“Mmmmmpppphhh!” I screamed into the gag. He laughed and got off of me. I glared at him. :gag:

“Hey, you made it harder on yourself.” He said smiling, shrugged and turned back to the game.

The next round he won again, big surprise… and picked the blindfold. I shook my head. How could I play if I couldn’t even see the screen? He came closer and backed up as best as I could, but being tied as I was it was difficult. He raised an eyebrow at me.

“If this you giving up?” I thought about it for a minute but he took advantage of my hesitation. He pounced.

He came up behind me and tied the blindfold over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. :blindfold: I screamed into my gag as much as I could but it didn’t faze him. (He told me later that he liked it.) Suddenly, he pushed me over so that I was lying on my stomach. Then he folded my legs back so that my feet were near my hands and suddenly I heard a click click noise. I was confused until I found that I couldn’t move my legs away.

“This is what we call a hog-tie. It really restricts your movement, but I bet you already knew that.” He laughed.

“Mmmmppphhhhh!” I screamed into my gag again. I couldn’t tell where he was and I couldn’t move enough to try and find him. I was stuck but I liked it. There was just something about not being able to do anything about it that I liked.

He let me struggle around for a few minutes. I could hear him shuffling around, putting the game away, and letting me stew in my binds.

It was when I felt his fingers on my sides that the tickle torture started. My sides are EXTREMLY ticklish and he was attacking without mercy. I fought, pulled,
screamed and laughed the whole time. Every few minutes he would let me catch my breath, my heart pounding in my chest but then would go right back to tickling me. :tickle:

It felt like it lasted for days but in reality it was much shorter, maybe 10-15 minutes. Still, it was brutal. Finally, he stopped and I collapsed exhausted. I heard him get up but then I didn’t know where he was but I was too tired to care much. When I did hear his footsteps again I tensed.

I felt the knot at the back of my gag loosen and felt the bigger sock fall to the ground. I spit out the little sock and moved my jaw around. It was kinda sore.

“Here” I hear him say. Next thing I knew is I was being held up by his arm so he could press a glass of water to my lips. I drank and drank and drank until I finished the glass. He chuckled lightly. “Yeah, I thought you might be thirsty. Do want any more?” I shook my head no.

“But could… could I be put on the couch or something? Please? The floor is a lot harder than I thought.” I asked and he laughed again and took me, ropes, cuffs and all, and lifted me to the couch. It felt really good, especially when he put a pillow under my head.

After that I must have dozed off cause I don’t remember when he un-bound me but when I went to move I wasn’t tied up. The best part? The delicious smell of pizza that filled the air.

“Hey, I see you’re finally awake.” I heard a voice come from the kitchen doorway. Rubbing the sleep from eyes I saw Justin in the doorway.
Justin questioned my all through dinner about my experience. I answered as truthfully as I could. I knew that I liked it, but I still knew so I couldn’t answer all that well. Though I did know one thing… I wanted to do it again.

(By the way, to this day I still think he cheated by holding back.) Please comment and review! Every comment incourages me to do write more of our adventures!! :D
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Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby milagros317 » Thu Feb 24, 2011 5:03 pm

Very nice story. :D
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
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Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby canuck100 » Thu Feb 24, 2011 5:40 pm

Luv it

Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby Tom Ford » Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:54 pm

I like your story! Very sweet, and very innocent! I will be waiting for your next one!!

Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Feb 24, 2011 10:07 pm

Holding back until you can gain maximum advantage is a legitamate strategy. All's fair in love, war and TUGs. :mrgreen:
Nice instalment. Yes, it was definitely better here than as a separate post since it fits in here so seamlessly.
Nice writing. You mis-spelled precaution though, but actually percussion IS funnier when you think about it and something a kid might actually say wrong. Nice touch whether accidental or deliberate.
Hope to read more.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
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Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby sarumansauron » Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:57 am

Great Story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby TiedupChick » Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:45 pm

Jason Toddman wrote:Holding back until you can gain maximum advantage is a legitamate strategy. All's fair in love, war and TUGs. :mrgreen:
Nice instalment. Yes, it was definitely better here than as a separate post since it fits in here so seamlessly.
Nice writing. You mis-spelled precaution though, but actually percussion IS funnier when you think about it and something a kid might actually say wrong. Nice touch whether accidental or deliberate.
Hope to read more.



I guess it was a good strategy. Things did get more intense as time went on, which you will read as I post lol.
Yeah, I thought this would be a good place to put it since it was the next day even though it was a sepreate tug. I'm thinking that i wont put tags on the titles though unless they are individual tugs because 3 stories tags in the tittle will get long and confusing. but with each post i will put tags on. If that makes sense.

It was deliberate. I'm a very energetic person so I like making everything I do more fun. Even if its just stories, ya know?

Trust me, there's a lot more where these came from. lol I just have to write them first.
Tie or be tied? What will it be? ;)

Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:59 pm

TiedupChick wrote: I'm a very energetic person so I like making everything I do more fun. Even if its just stories, ya know?..


Just stories? :? Just stories?!? :shock: Just stories?!? :mouthopen:
BLASPHEMY!!! :x
Just kidding. :D You shouldn't say 'just' stories to an old former editor who loves to write, though. :mrgreen: :lol:
Yeah; don't bother with separate tags for seperate installements. People will get the basic idea with the first one. Besides, you can only fit so many charcaters in the title and I think you've about hit the limit. I think (MFM random) might do it for a Tag; especially if you get to do any of the tying of either of the other two later. I just thought up that one so I don't how well it'd be received by others though.
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Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby TiedupChick » Fri Feb 25, 2011 2:11 pm

Just stories? :? Just stories?!? :shock: Just stories?!? :mouthopen:
[b]BLASPHEMY!!! [/b]:x
Just kidding. :D You shouldn't say 'just' stories to an old former editor who loves to write, though. :mrgreen: :lol:
Yeah; don't bother with separate tags for seperate installements. People will get the basic idea with the first one. Besides, you can only fit so many charcaters in the title and I think you've about hit the limit. I think (MFM random) might do it for a Tag; especially if you get to do any of the tying of either of the other two later. I just thought up that one so I don't how well it'd be received by others though.[/quote]


Sorry! :lol: My mistake :spank; . They are more than just stories, I guess I should have said our adventures more fun for the reader or something. (Thus all of of the side comments.) :D
And that is actually a really good idea to use that tag. Thanks! I was really frusterated on how I would do that when I posted the last story and yeah I did almost hit the limit. lol
Tie or be tied? What will it be? ;)

Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby xtc » Sun Feb 27, 2011 3:37 am

Sorry not to have replied earlier: away foreign!
Just my two-pennorth: Why bother with the earlier suggested alternate points of view when you write so well from your own point of view? If that is your strength, why dilute it? Or will it make your narrative style stronger, perhaps?
Pease don't worry too much about the MF tags. If people like your first stories, they will read the subsequent ones; if they don't, they won't regardless of the tags. I sometimes wonder if their inclusion is an invitation to the less open-minded to skip stories which they might surprise themselves by enjoying in spite of themselves. OK, rant over.

Your narrative style is a lucid, attractive one that shouold appeal to anyone.
Welcome and congrartulations.

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Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby TiedupChick » Sun Feb 27, 2011 10:59 am

Well xtc the reason i'm saying more than one POV is cause like in the next tug it starts off as [m/m] and then goes to [f/m]. all i was going to have was justin write it up and then i would edit it and we would go through it together so it at least it looks pretty and then i would write the second part. so i guess its up to popular opinion. whould u guys just want my POV?
(just to explain what i mean, the next tug i was gonna post is when i was asking them so many questions and one of the questions i asked justin was "why doesnt michael get tied up?" so justin decided to prove a point and for valentines day he tied up michael and left him for me to find. so the story is really in two parts. i guess my question to you guys is, and sry if i spolied anything i hope you guys still read it. :), would u want both parts or just my part?)

and dont worry about ranting lol. if it makes it more fun for you guys to read then i'm always up for advice :D

So what would u guys want? my part or both?
Tie or be tied? What will it be? ;)

Re: The first two of many... [MF/M]+[M/MF] then [M/F]

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Feb 27, 2011 11:41 am

Whenever possible and whenever your friends want to provide it, both! It'd be a refreshing change from the usual singular POV!
It's rare if ever that we get a chance to hear two sides of a story (at least, a true one), so go for it! :D
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