I have been into bondage ever since i can remember but I have always been turned on by seeing girls tied up. It started with watching movies with girls tied up - the usual damsell in distress movies. There is something about a hot girl in a blindfold or gag with hands tied behind her back that is my Kryptonite.
Two years ago I met my girlfriend (changing name to Mary) through an online group that was for guys who like to dominate girls. Mary happened to live in my city and we hit it off right away online. The first time we met in person, I took her out for dinner and brought her back home only to tie her up on our first official date. She and I both loved it so much, we kept seeing each other and before we both knew it, we were a couple.
I am 37 years old and Mary just turned 39. Although she is older by age, she looks like she is in her twenties. An exceptionally fit and well endowed girl. Mary has a 16 year old son (changing name to Ty) who is one of the smartest kids I know. He is a well rounded kid with an intellectual mind and he definitely has his mother's good looks. Mary divorced Ty's dad a few years before I met them and I have become the main male presence in Ty's life. Mary and Ty moved into my house last month and it has been an absolute blast.
I visit this site frequently as I definitely feel like I was one of those kids who loved TUGS with my neighborhood's girls (those stories for another time) growing up, but what happened recently is one for this site, so thought I would post and contribute here.
A couple of Sundays ago when Ty was out, Mary and I decided to have some fun and I securely tied her up to one of the dining chairs in the kitchen. Mary's hands were tied behind the back over the back of the chair with my necktie. I used some clothesline to bind her chest area to the chair (my favorite part) and I gagged Mary using a rolled up bandana stuffed in her mouth followed by a tightly knotted bandana to go over it. Her feet were spread apart and tight to the front legs of the chair. She looked smoking hot as she struggled against her restraints. Then the unexpected happened - in walked Ty. We had an awkward silence followed by laughter as he saw his mom all tied up.
"We are just horsing around" was all I could come up with. He grinned and nodded and then promptly left us alone. Like I said, he is a good kid who knows to respect boundaries.
Later that day, we were hanging out in the den watching TV when he asked me "You guys tie each other up a lot huh". Mary was in the kitchen preparing dinner outside earshot.
"Yeah we do. Its something your mom and I have fun with. I hope you are not traumatized by what you saw."
"Nah" was the prompt response from Ty. He seemed more intrigued than upset by all this.
"It looked like you had tied her up pretty good" Ty smirked. "I bet you are good at those knots"
"You bet" I answered quite proudly. "No one has yet to get untied by themselves on my watch. So I must be good no?"
"Not so fast" Ty replied. "Tie me up and I bet I can get out." Just then Mary walked in. "Whats going on here?" When she heard Ty's challenge, Mary laughed and said, "You dont want to try him Ty. He is really good." Ty insisted and ran to his room to find some rope. Mary had to leave for an appointment and she just shouted "Have fun you two" and then headed out.
As Mary left, Ty walked back into the den with rope in hand. "Lets see you try your knots on me", Ty said rather defiantly. I took the rope and stood behind him. "Hands behind your back Soldier". Ty complied quickly.
Before he knew what was happening, I skillfully tied his hands tightly behind his back, keeping his wrists securely crossed.
"There, now you can try to get out all you want". I sat back down as I watch Ty squirm his hands to try and get out. A lot of huffing and puffing went by and the knots had not budged an inch.
Ty sat defeated next to me on the couch. "I will get out of these", he said continuing to be in denial. I picked up Mary's scarf that was lying on the ottoman. Ty saw what I was doing and said, "Oh no, you wont" but it was too late.
I quickly tied the scarf over his lips cleave-gagging him tightly, and knotting it at the back of his head. I followed that up with my handy duct tape to secure the scarf in place. "There, that should keep you quiet".
Ty struggled in his knots and gag while I sat and watched TV. "Your mom is gone for two hours. Why dont we keep you tied up until she gets back?"
Ty looked at me surprised and continued to struggle with no way to get out. It was a fun "bonding" experience for us but I have a feeling it is not over.