My girlfriend of thirteen months has been actively engaged in plenty of tugs since actually the third date. Like every other significant other I have had, thought it was an annoying fetish to start; yet LOVED it by the end. I had just picked up a new roll of name brand Gorilla tape (personal favorite) and plotted my kidnapping. Catching her by total surprise was something we both favored, as it added a forceful, exotic sense to the matter. I creeped my bedroom door open, giving her a big retarded smile. "I'm sorry" I said. "What for?" She answered. Little discriptive on her, she's a little nerdy looking, 5'2, wears it relatively cute and sports short, brunette hair.
Revealing what was concealed behind the door, I forced my way in with the thick roll in my right hand, advancing at her in the gaming chair, she said something along the lines of 'oh shit' before having A hand clamped over her mouth. She began learning this game well, and fought back for the thrill. Little thing about me though? I started Bodybuilding at 16 and was a sponsored athlete from two supplement companies by 18. Gave a beautiful sight in my mirror watching a 215 man forcing the small girls resisting wrists behind the chair and with crude pressure, winding the dark tape around her hands. Temporarily stuffing a bandana into her mouth, I worked off her shoes my my favorite gag ever, a dirty sock and mean amount of duct tape. This is where the resistance was futile. I pinched her nose shut forcing her mouth open, before packing in inside-out sock in. Between several angry whimpers, I sealed her mouth, or entire lower face for that matter. I then wound the traditional ankle, calf, thigh binding around her legs. The next thing I did was new. Terrible, terrible boyfriend none the less, but I enjoyed it. I wheeled in my other chair to my computer, using 550 cord to bind her toes together, then to a post on my computer chair. Firing up my computer and logging into World of Warcraft, she gave me enraged fiery eyes before shouting off into the sock and gorilla tape; fighting her bonds as I began my gaming. I packed a lip of Copenhagen, reclined studying her beautiful bound feet, (and purple toes at this point) and gamed in heaven to the sound of my enraged girlfriend's muffled angry whimpers to the addicting game.