## Young Jay Tugs

Post by Jay Feely » Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:07 am

Chapter 1: The 1st time
When I was growing up, I experienced some tug scenarios, but the stories written here will catalogue my moments as a young child between the ages of 6-12. All of these stories are true in my lifetime but characters except for me had been changed to protect their identities.
The 1st time I was tied was during first grade when I was six. To describe me would be complicated because I was diagnosed with attention deficit disorder and had learning disability so everyone just assumed that I was a freak. In an odd twist, I was about to experience being tied up, but in the wrong context. People bullied and teased me without knowing about my condition and I was afraid to tell them even after being put in special education classes. In my mind, I was being physically, verbally, mentally, and emotionally humiliated by my classmates. I wished that they understand my pain, and would stop it, but it did not happen, so often, I would go home crying to bed, but luckily for me, my siblings got my back.
They would confront the bullies and used verbal threats to get them to stop, but not before something happened to me that would change my life. One fall morning, I was walking home from school down an old trail through the woods. Kingsville, Texas was a small town surrounded by high trees so it was no surprise that the direct route from Emerson Elementary to my house in the hills was through the woods. The house I lived in was red roofed, curvy pathway, and a single car garage which hosted our mini-van, which was maroon on the inside and outside. My siblings were 9 and 11 years old, but they would really playful with me.
Anyways, on the day I walked through the woods, I was wearing striped t-shirt of red and blue with a rainbow short and tennis shoes equipped with black socks, and I wore a hat my grandmother had given me the last time we visited them during the summer before my first school year started in primary school. I did not expect anything to happen since my bullies did not frequently turned on me after hours of school, but I was in for a nasty surprise. As I approached the middle part of the trail, four boys rode their bikes in a position that surrounded me in a circle. They got out of their bikes and put out the brake so I could not think about escaping. The boys were around 6-9 years old, and they started to taunt me. I tried to reason them, but one of them said, â€œgrab himâ€. The youngest of the boys grabbed my left arm and the oldest held my right arm. One of them removed duct tape from their right pocket and put it over my mouth so I could not speak at all. When this was successfully done, other boys ordered them to pull my arms behind my back, and they did it without much resistance since I was weakest of all of them. The one who remained taped my wrists together. Then, the boys who held my arms removed them, but they were responsible for grabbing my legs, and forcing them upright as the other boys taped my ankles before connecting it around my wrists forming a hogtie.
The boys left me in the woods and rode their bikes away as they laughed in the distance. This one experience was horrific for me because my parents did not see me home and called the police. The police responded quickly and found me, and untied me. I suffered a lot that day because I had red bruises on my arms due to the boys forcibly grabbing me and pinning it behind my back. I could not give an exact account of the incident so the boys were not charged with the attack. I wept in my bedroom that night until my brother and sister comforted me.
Needless to say, it would not be the last time I would be tied up in my childhood which I did not enjoy.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

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Post by viking » Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:43 am

dude. sorry to hear that you got bullied with in such a horrible way.
i know exactly what it's like (let's just say your not the only one in this forum with ADD) i got bullied with a lot in my childhood as well.
never got tied up by anyone like you just told but it was a lot of kids at my school that rather tried to beat me up or similar.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

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Post by Jay Feely » Sun Nov 14, 2010 10:29 am

Do not worry too much about it. Those bullies later became my friends and the next ones will be happy tugs experiences.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

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Post by BoundTight1 » Sun Nov 14, 2010 1:52 pm

I got Bullied too as a School boy... I got Tied up and taunted but would get excited about it... I'd have to fake being afraid.... Thats about the worst part for me... Faking Fear or Being bound and Gagged.... But I'm glad your TUGs life gets better....

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Post by Jay Feely » Sun Nov 14, 2010 2:00 pm

Yes, probably going to post another story to this thread tomorrow.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

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Post by BoundTight1 » Sun Nov 14, 2010 2:06 pm

YAY

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Post by Opinionated » Sun Nov 14, 2010 4:38 pm

Jay, I am very sorry, for how you have suffered. I'm glad they are now your friends. Then, they were slime.
ADD sets one up for a whole load of pain and grief. My brother's sons, they have it. I've a condition too -though it's not ADD.
I was also very much bullied, physically, emotionally, mentally, socially. There were four brothers in the same grade living in the same neighborhood, past and present, as my family who went to bat frequently for me. Nonetheless, the bullying continued.
??Not as Madonna's friend or cousin experienced despicable incest but, perhaps in some words such as this?? ->
You can't hurt me now; I got away from you / You can't make me cry; you once had the power.
Thank you for sharing your story with us Jay.
"Sometimes in quiet desperation you realize it's never gonna be the way it was." - Carole King
"You've just been lonely too long." - Carly Simon

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Post by Jay Feely » Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:11 am

Chapter 2: Drawn and Quartered
This was probably one of my favorite tug experiences as a child when I was still six and ready to embark on an impressive stream of friendship with my peers after the bullies had been caught and severly disciplined by their parents. The other kids felt sympathy for me and became my friends after the horrific incident.
About half a month after the incident, I was tied up again, but in a friendly way. One of my favorite activities to play as a kid was a castle game involving tied up experiences. We formed teams of 2 and it was boys vs girls in battle of the sexes, and it was a tradition for my friends in the small town. The object was to capture a flag in the other side of the enemy grounds and return it to the castle. There was 3 flags in total, but there was a catch. The other team was allowed to capture opposing members by tagging them on their shoulder. If someone is tagged, they must submit to be tied up and tortured by the other members if applicable.
So it was a battle of the sexes, and it was brewing in the distance when one of the girls, Kelly, aged 11 was involved in the game. We played the game normally, and my team consisted of 11 year old Tyler, 10 year old Ryan, 8 year old Brett, and 7 year old Benjamin, and me who was 6. The other team was composed of 11 year old Kelly, 11 year old Sabrina, 10 year old Stephanie, 10 year old Natalie, and 9 year old Ashley.
We got off to a rocky start because Tyler, our leader of the group, was captured by the opposing team member Sabrina from the start of the game. He was bound by his hands and suffered severe tickle torture of his bare feet. I could hear him struggling to escape from the ordeal, but the girls got him good since he was really ticklish on his feet. However, we made a surprising comback by taking down their leader Kelly, and we hogtied her and put itching powder on the soles of her feet and added some tickling as well.
With the sides now equalized, the stage was set for me to grab the flag. I darted past my safety line, and ran into enemy territory and saw the flag poached at the distance, and I saw one defender guarding it, so I sprinted around a tree and notice she had left her post, so I ran over to get the flag, but as soon as my hand grabbed it, I was surrounded by all the girls. This was apparently a trap since I realized that the flag was fake and I had fallen for it.
They grabbed me by my ankles and dragged me to their base which was an old farm house situated on a hill. They placed me inside the farm house, and started to tie me up. Based on the rules, I could only sit quietly as they bound my wrists with coils of rope, and then watched as they tied my ankles together. They also connected my ankle tie to a low railing of a wagon, and started torturing me. They commented on how my feet was so small, and started tickling the soles of my feet, especially in between the toes. I never knew how devious girls was at tickling but their nails scratched the surface of my soles, and I just started
It was hard for me to resist the tickling since a young child is prone to excessive laughter. They dug their fingers under my arms as well, and it was the first time that I was tickled in my armpits, and I immedietly giggled hard. They found a weaker spot in my tummy, and got me laughing like a freaking hyena. The tickling was too much for me and I almost wet myself in the process of it, but they stopped when the game ended.
The girls won the battle that day because by default, they captured all the boys remaining, and automatically made them winners since all our defenders was gone and it was an easy method for them to take our flags. I never forget the game and the tickling I had to endure.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

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Post by BoundTight1 » Wed Nov 17, 2010 4:40 am

aHHHH to be 6 again and playing with the older boys/girls..... I Lived the same... With my cousins and there friends tho.... But all older and just as devious.....

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Post by sarumansauron » Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:59 am

Great adventure. Thank you for sharing her with us.

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Post by Jay Feely » Tue Nov 23, 2010 10:39 am

Chapter 3: Fooling around at home
This next story is not a regular story of mine since it talks about self-bondage. I was seven at the time that it happened. In my old house, it was hard for me to have any fun since the rooms are small and everything is connected. One day, my parents left me with a babysitter named Ana as they went to a baby shower. She was 13 years old and very responsible, but even she could not stop me from goofing off.
Inside my room with the dinosaur posters and table lamp was a bunk bed for me and my older brother. Being the middle child sucks because my younger sister was a brat, but this does not concern her. My brother, Jackson, aged 8 was sleeping in the bottom bunk, and I was bored out of my mind. My babysitter had made me ham and cheese sandwich for lunch, and it was good, but it did not sastify me.
Anyways, I decided to tie myself up. I found a pair of handcuffs that my brother had used in his cops themed party one year earlier. I slid it on my wrists behind my back, and locked it shut. Being a young kid at the time, I did not know about the safety switch, so I could not release myself. I spent the time walking around in handcuffs as my babysitter just laughed at me and said it was funny, and that she had no intention of releasing me.
This self bondage was essential to my developement because I knew that it would not matter if there was no one else around to tie me up if I can do it myself, but then, like all self bondage stories or a majority of them, or prehaps only a few of them, I messed it badly because my parents arrived home, and noticed me in the handcuff and questioned me about it. They released me, but not before giving me a stern lecture of how dangerous it is. My babysitter was appreciated for her good efforts and was paid for it. The self bondage was fun, but getting caught was not something I expected.
The End

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Post by sarumansauron » Wed Nov 24, 2010 8:15 am

Interesting experience. Thanks!

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Post by Jay Feely » Mon Jan 10, 2011 12:01 pm

Chapter 4: Innocent until proven guilty
When I was 8, I had another tug experience. This time, it was at my grandparents house in Saline, Texas. There were more kids in the area, so playing tugs was in my mind. However, this one did not happen in the way I expected it to turn out. I was having fun in the backyard that connected to the porch. We had a water gun fight with the other kids, all ages 12-18. I was squirted a couple of times, then all of a sudden, my brother and sister inexplicity blurted out, "Let's tie up this boy!". At first, I thought they were talking about 12 year Riley because he has never been tied up before, but when all of them pounced on me, it was clear that I was their victim. They were stronger then me, but for the first time ever, I managed to escape from the bottom of the pile and run out of the yard to the streets. My sister though noticed this, and tripped me before I managed to get there. As this happened, 14 year old Justin grabbed my ankles as my friend Bill, aged 15 took my wrists. Now, it was futile to struggle since they squeezed my limbs hard, making it impossible for me to escape.
Justin was the ring leader in this situation because they took me inside the house. My grandparents watched me being taken in, but did not say a word as if they did not suspect any of it. The kids walked behind me as Justin took me to the game room. It was big, and they put me on a chair. After they did, my hands was tied behind my back to the chair, and my legs was tied to each corner of the chair. My sister and brother acted like judges because they proclaimed that I was guilty of eating the last cookie from the cookie jar. I intially denied, but they showed video of the incident from a hidden cam corder, and I knew I was screwed.
I ended up tied to the chair for an hour, as they did things like slap my face, tickle my feet, and put whipped cream in my shirt. The lesson was: Never lie in a court designed by my siblings because you will end up being tied and tortured.
The End

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Post by sarumansauron » Mon Jan 10, 2011 12:43 pm

Great story and adventure! Thanks!

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Post by Jay Feely » Thu Jan 13, 2011 9:48 pm

Chapter 5: The danger of not washing your hands
In middle school, life was tough for me. I was eleven years old and was about to exit the 8th grade, but I made a big mistake that would lead to an unrelated incident. It was the day before Spring Break, and I was walking to the buses wearing my t-shirt, shorts, and tennis shoes with red and blue striped socks. Suddenly, I felt the uncomfortable urge to use the bathroom. I had to pee real badly, so I walked into the boyâ€™s bathroom and used the toilet. However, I had forgotten the most important rule in the bathroom. I did not wash my hands.
This led to a kid grabbing me from behind, and pushing me to the floor. He was disgusted with my habit that he wanted to teach me a lesson. He must have found some rope because before I knew it, my hands were bound behind my back. Then, my ankles were restrained with another piece of rope. My friend was standing beside me as this happened, but this particular bully scared him to the point where he had to bolt out of the bathroom. The bully carried me out of the bathroom. He took me outside, and put me down on the school bleachers for the soccer team.
In a twist of fate, there were no teachers nearby at the time of the incident, so he got away with it. He mentioned two kids to come forward and one to get soap and water. In approximately ten minutes, my bullies managed to wash my hands with the soap and water scrubbing them for a long time, but it was not the only thing they did. They pushed the soap into my mouth, so I had a disgusting taste in my mouth for the rest of the day, but there was one thing I did for the rest of the school year. I washed my hands after using the bathroom to prevent them from tormenting me again.
The End

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Post by sarumansauron » Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:30 am

That was a bad experience, to be tied in the bathroom of the school definitively is not legal.Thank you for sharing her with us.

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Post by Jay Feely » Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:41 am

It was the bleachers of the soccer field that I was carried to. This was defintely one that I did not like.

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Post by BoundTight1 » Fri Jan 14, 2011 12:41 pm

> jay wrote:It was the bleachers of the soccer field that I was carried to. This was defintely one that I did not like.

You got attacked in the School Bathrooms tho....