Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 8:45 am

Hi all, "Tarzan" here. 28 year old male. I've enjoyed reading through everyone's stories and posts for a while, but only just recently joined. And thought I'd share with you some recent tie-up games!

About me: I've always loved tie up scenes, escape artists, anything like that. Like many here, I played lots of cowboys and Indians, cops and robbers, kinds of games when younger, and loved getting tied up. Then of course stopped playing those games, but still fantasized about being bound, chained, anything like that.

A few times I have been handcuffed in bed, which was fun, although not exactly my capture fantasy. One time, years ago, I went to a dominatrix! That was interesting, but ended up being not that exciting for me... I wasn't as into the master/slave play, and she didn't do bondage very tight, but like I said it was interesting.

Then, about a year ago, I met a man at a party. An older guy, maybe 50 (i ws 28), but in pretty good shape. Someone at the party had a pair of joke fuzzy cuffs, and so people were making jokes and passing them around. Kind of funny, but I was sort of pretending not to be interested!

After people had forgot about the cuffs, the other man pointed to them and said something like, "those look comfy... but not exactly police issue, are they?"

Haha I laughed, "no I guess not! Umm... are you a cop? I mean a police officer?"

"No!" he said. "Are you?"

"No, certainly not," I laughed nervously.

"Just a handcuff connosseuir" he said.

???? I must have looked puzzled.

"Like, you collect them?" I asked.

"Well not really," he replied, "more like I like to USE them..."

"Use them?" I asked. "Haha are you an escape artist?"

"No," he said. "Are YOU an escape artist?"

"Ummm... no, I'm not," I replied.

"What a shame..." he said slyly... "I bet you'd make a great escape artist."

My interest was certainly piqued... but I was too scared to say much else right then! A little later in the party, I bumped into him again, and said, "So... what you were saying before... about escape artists?"

"Yes, escape artists...?"

"Well, just wondering what kinds of escape artist things you were talking about..."

We talked a bit more, exchanged info, and agreed to meet a few days later for a drink...

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 8:48 am

Hi all, this story is about 95% true... all of the tie-ups and things are very true, and some of the dialogue, timing, etc. has been polished up to make it read a little smoother. More soon! Thanks

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 9:10 am

We emailed back and forth a bit, and then met later at a restaurant to discuss things more. What it boiled down to was this: I would be captured and bound, in ropes or chains or anything else he wanted to use, and then see if I could escape. We agreed that some light touching and stuff was OK, but mostly it would be bondage and escaping. He asked if he could take photos, but I said no, I wasn't interested in that.

"Will we have a safeword? Or something I can say to get loose?"

"Yes," he explained. "Snap your fingers to be released or stop the scene. If you say something like 'please untie me!' WITHOUT snapping your fingers, then it doesn't count, and I won't listen to you."

"OK, I see," I said.

"So ONLY snap if it's an emergency, or your hands are starting to go numb, or something," he explained.

It sounded like he knew what he was doing, AND like he planned on tying me up pretty tight...

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 9:32 am

A little more about us:

I'm 28, dark hair, pretty athletic, in good shape. I work out, but not built like a body-builder or anything.

The Doctor is a little older, about 50. Short greying hair, wire rim glasses, in very good shape too.

"So, have you ever played a Tarzan game?" the Doctor asked me.

"Tarzan game? What's a Tarzan game?"

"You know," he explained. "Like Tarzan getting captured in the jungle. And tied up."

"Hmm sounds exciting..." I responded. "I guess I played Tarzan when I was younger, but sure... that sounds great."

"OK!" he said. "And... what about a loincloth?"

??? "What do you mean?" I laughed.

"Are you going to wear a little loincloth when I tie you up, Tarzan?"

"Haha yes, sure OK." I said.

"Excellent! Do you have a loincloth?" he asked.

"No! Haha I don't! But I have a Speedo, how about that?"

"Very good!" agreed the Doctor.

We kept emailing and discussing what he had in mind a little bit more. Basically, I would be bound in a few Tarzan-style predicaments, and then left to struggle and see how long it took me to get free. We agreed no pain or torture or anything, but aside from that, mostly any escape the Doctor wanted to try. Shortly, we decided on a night to get together again, I would come over to his house one evening for a few tie-ups. We'd start relatively easy and then work up from there.

Needless to say, I was excited! A little nervous to be sure, but also thrilled at the idea of trying to do some escapes. I practiced a lot with handcuffs, trying to open them without looking (using a key or the safety catch), that kind of thing. Although obviously I also was looking forward to some captures that I COULDN'T escape...

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 9:45 am

The Doctor had a very nice home, and I showed up about 8 in the evening. We had planned to spend about 2 hours or so doing some tie-ups an escape. I was wearing jeans and a polo shirt, he had on black jeans and a black T-shirt. He poured me a glass of red wine and showed me around the house a little.

"So... Tarzan..." the Doctor said. "I have a little surprise for you..."

"Uh oh!" I laughed. "I hope it's not an EVIL surprise!!"

"Well, I have some of those too," he grinned. "But this one isn't exactly evil. Here, tell me what you think."

He handed me a paper bag, and I reached in to pull out... a TINY leopard bikini brief!

"Wow!" I laughed. "Is this what you meant by loincloth?"

"Hmmm yes, well what do you think?"

"Ummm....." I stammered. "I think it's pretty small!"

"Why don't you try it on Tarzan?" offered the Doctor. "Let's see how it fits."

I took the bikini and ducked into the hallway bedroom, nervously tossing my shoes and socks onto the floor.

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 10:02 am

A minute later, I stepped back into the hallway, wearing nothing but the leopard briefs. They weren't like a thong or anything, but kind of like a high-cut bikini brief, a little smaller than a speedo would be. The stretchy leopard fabric hugged my ass and package close.

"Wow, VERY nice..." offered the Doctor, admiring my muscles and tan, looking me up and down. "That's much more appropriate for a Tarzan game, I would say."

"Yes I think so," I nervously agreed. "And for an escape game..." I added. The Doctor had refilled my wine, and I took a few more sips from the glass.

"Ah yes.... escape games..." hissed the Doctor. He pulled a shiny pair of metal handcuffs from behind his back. "Turn around, Tarzan. And put your hands behind you."

Gulping with excitement, I did as I was told. Click-click. Click-click. The steel cuffs were quickly latched around my wrists. A tingle of excitement went up my back as the Doctor bound me. They didn't feel like the kinds of cuffs with safety catches!

"Excellent... very nice, Tarzan..." said the Doctor, his hands clutching the short chain that linked the cuffs. "How do they feel?"

"Urrrmmm.... tight??" I ventured, wiggling my wrists behind me.

"This way, Tarzan," ordered the Doctor. He took me by one arm and guided me down the hallway, my wrists cuffed helplessly behind me.

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 10:16 am

The Doctor took me into a side bedroom, and had me sit down on the edge of the bed. He sat down next to me with a small stack of photos, mostly computer printouts.

"Have a look at some of these Tarzan," he said. "Let me know if there's anything here you want to try... or that's off limits." As he shuffled through, I saw about 8 or 10 photos of bound guys, tied up different ways, some naked, some clothed. I pointed out a few that looked exciting, starting to feel a little self-soncsious in my little bikinis with my hands cuffed.

"What about this?" asked the Doctor. "Have you ever seen one of these?" He pulled out a rubber ball gag, a red ball on a black leather strap.

I gulped again, feeling vulnerable. "No. I mean yes, I have... I mean no I.... well, yes I've seen one."

"Haha yes of course..." grinned the Doctor. I saw he had several gags, as well as chains, ropes, different straps... "Well maybe we'll get to that soon. "But now... let's get to Tarzan's first escape challenge, shall we?"

He helped me to my feet, then led me back out into the hallway, my wrists still cuffed behind me. I too was starting to get excited, growing semi-erect in the brownish leopard-skin briefs. The chains jingled softly as I was guided along the hallway, wondering what kind of escape challenge lay in store...

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Tue May 15, 2012 11:54 am

As we walked down the hallway, I felt his hand on my ass, touching me through the tiny nylon briefs.

"Here is your first escape challenge, Tarzan." he said. "Do you think you can get loose from these cuffs?"

I twisted against the metal a little. "Unnghh... no, I don't think so. These are on pretty tight."

"Well what about if you had the key?"

"Hmm.." I responded. "Sure, if I had the key I bet I could get out."

"OK then," replied the Doctor. He produced the handcuff key, showed it to me, and then threw it down the hallway. The key clattered on the wood floor.

"Now what?" I asked. "I have to go find the key, right?"

"Yes, but one more thing," responded the Doctor. He leaned in close behind me and took out a leopard-skin print scarf, draping it over my bare neck and shoulders. I was hoping that he wasn't going to choke me out with it...

I gasped as he pulled the scarf over my eyes, blindfolding me. He layered the long scarf several times around, tying it off behind my head. It wasn't a perfect blindfold, I could still see a little underneath it, but it sure got me excited. I remember getting fully erect and moistening my shorts a little as he tied off the scarf. I couldn't see much, but I was sure he could see how excited I was getting.

"OK Tarzan," he ordered. "Let's test those escape skills." He swatted my ass and pushed me a few steps down the hallway. Blindfolded and with my hands chained behind me, I started feeling around with my bare feet, trying to estimate where the thrown handcuff key might have been. I heard the Doctor laughing quietly behind me as I fumbled around in the dark.

Hmmm I wonder how the real Tarzan would have gotten out of this one?

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby mikeybound » Tue May 15, 2012 1:04 pm

More please! And people should be reviewing.

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Canuck33 » Tue May 15, 2012 8:26 pm

Awesome!
Sorry I can't talk now, I'm a little tied up at the moment.

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Jase1010 » Wed May 16, 2012 1:01 am

This story is hot! Please continue.

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Wed May 16, 2012 9:42 am

"All you have to do is find that key, Tarzan," said the Doctor as he swatted my butt again lightly and pushed me down the hallway a few steps. Blindfolded and with my hands cuffed behind my back, I took several small steps down the hall. I swept the hardwood floors with my bare feet, trying to feel around for the small metal key.

The leopard print scarf blindfolding me let some light in at the bottom, and if I angled my head up, I could see just a crack of floor beneath me, but that didn't seem to help much. I inched forward, sweeping the floor with my feet, but not finding the key. The Doctor spanked me lightly a few more times, but cuffed and helpless, there wasn't much I could do to defend myself.

I got to the end of the hall... still no key! I must have missed it... or else the Doctor had somehow picked it up after he'd thrown it! Hmmmm.... I crouched down and sat against the wall at the end of the hallway. Sitting on my butt, I inched my way back up the hallway on the floor. With my body up against one side of the hall, my legs stretched out to the other side, and I could sweep with my legs and feet, covering the whole width of the hall. And my hands, still cuffed behind me, probed the floor near where I sat.

Grunting a little, I crawled inch by inch on my butt, sliding back up the hallway and arcing my legs and feet to feel for the key. Just when I was sure that I was being tricked, and that the key wasn't really there to be found, I head the Doctor say softly, "Warmer... warmer... red hot!"

I felt around frantically and heard the metal key clack across the floor as I nudged it with a bare foot. Aha!! I spun around on my butt, saw the key in the slim crack of light at the bottom of the blindfold, and turned to pick it up. Still sitting on the floor, I fished the key around and tried to slip it into the lock on the handcuffs. Opening handcuffs with your wrists behind you, even when you have the key, is harder than you think it will be! So I was glad I had practiced this kind of maneuver beforehand. Before long, the key clicked in and turned, releasing the cuff on my left wrist.

I pulled my hands around from behind me and reached up to pull the blindfold off. In seconds, I unfastened the other cuff, then sprang to my feet, twirling the cuffs in one hand. The Doctor had been watching it all, and was obviously enjoying it.

"Ta DAAA!!" I said, a little pleased with myself. "Escape artist one, handcuffs zero."

"VERY well done!" said the Doctor, applauding quietly. He continued to look me up and down, and I was obviously starting to get aroused from the escape attempt. I straightened out my tiny briefs, my cock now erect and starting to moisten the front of the stretchy fabric.

"I do hope you have time for another escape trick, Tarzan," the Doctor continued. "Perhaps one a little bit more difficult. Some more wine?"

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Wed May 16, 2012 10:38 am

I was getting aroused by the handcuff escape, and was excited to try another predicament. We had a little more red wine, and the Doctor complimented me on my escape, saying how much fun it was to watch me scrambling around for the key. "Heheh thanks..." I offered, definitely excited by it, but also a little self-conscious standing there in the tiny leopard bikini briefs. With red marks on my wrists from the cuffs!

The Doctor and I went into one of the side bedrooms from the hallway. The lights were off, but he lit a few candles, plus there was light coming in from the hallway too.

"OK Tarzan, get down on the floor." I sat my wine glass down on a desk, then lowered myself to my knees, kneeling on the carpeted floor.

"Face down," he ordered. "WIth your hands behind you." With nervous excitement, I leaned down and flattened myself on the carpet, placing my hands behind me. My erect cock pressed into the rug, on the brink of exploding--to keep from coming, I had to stay still, and not squirm around too much on the floor. I turned my head over my shoulder to see the Doctor leaning over me and uncoiling a very long length of black rope--soft nylon cord like mountain climbers might use.

"This next scene," explained the Doctor, "is where the cannibals have Tarzan all tied up with rope. Understand?"

"Yes, I think so..." I replied softly.

"After you are bound, you have 15 minutes to get loose," continued the Doctor. "...before the cannibals come for you. For dinner."

"Heheh..." I laughed nervously. "OK I got it. Ummm... what happens if I can't escape in 15 minutes?"

"I already told you," he answered. "The cannibals eat you. With barbecue sauce!"

He leaned in close over top of me. and pulled my wrists close together behind me. I felt a loop of rope being tied around my hands, binding them tight. The nylon cord was soft against my skin, but my wrists already were sore from the metal cuffs, so it hurt a little bit as he tied me up. In a minute, my hands were tied tight.

The Doctor reached under me and wound the long rope around my waist two times, then tying the rope off again to my bound wrists. His hands moved over my abs as he tied me up... if he had brushed my cock, I'm sure I would have burst! Keeping me on the ground, he pulled the end of the rope down my legs a little, then tied a loop around my thighs, just above my knees. He tied the rope off, then took the end of the rope and tied my ankles together with some tight knots. The nylon cord was soft, but he kept it tied very tightly around me.

He moved his hands over my legs and ass as he tied me up with the black rope. I flexed my muscles a little as I was being bound, but offered no resistance yet. "When does my 15 minutes start?" I asked, wondering if I was up for this next challenge.

"Hold on, we're not quite finished yet Tarzan," he replied. I saw he had the red ball-gag from earlier. "The cannibals need to keep you quiet."

"Hey wait a second," I said. "I didn't know jungle cannibals had ball gags!!"

"These cannibals do," he smiled.

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby handenbinder » Thu May 17, 2012 9:35 am

Nice story!! :-) Too bad i cant be the Tarzan!! Definately would enjoy such a scene so much!! Would also enjoy being the one doing all the tying up, but still enjoy trying to escape rope-bondage best!!!
I like it really tight!!
I like to say: I am tied up right now!!

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Thu May 17, 2012 11:42 am

I let him slide the red ball into my mouth, making soft mmmff sounds as he strapped the gag tightly in place. I spurted into my shorts as he gagged me and moved his hands over my muscles, unable to hold it back, but still staying hard afterwards. My cock still tented the stretchy little shorts, now wet and messy, as he rolled me around on the carpeted floor, tightening the knots securing my wrists, waist, knees, and ankles. The rubber ball in my mouth was starting to hurt, but the more helpless I got, the more excited I was getting too.

The Doctor tugged at my leopard-print briefs a little as I squirmed for him, pulling the sides high on my hips so more of my ass showed. With my hands and feet bound, there wasn't much I could do to stop him! And I was enjoying it anyway. I said a few things into the gag, but I can't even remember what I said, it was just, "nnnnggfff mmnnnggggfff mmnggff!!"

"Very nice Tarzan," he said, his hands tugging at the black cord wound around my waist and knees. "All right then... 15 minutes, I believe we said. Your time starts... now." I nodded my head and grunted into the ball gag as he stood up, his eyes continuing to eye me hungrily in the low candelight.

I rolled back over face down on my stomach and flexed my wrists and ankles a little. The black rope was certainly tied tight... but the soft nylon cord slipped a little bit in the knots... I could already feel some slack being loosened in the loops tying my legs and ankles. And it was all one piece of rope, so I thought if I could get my legs free, I could probably work my hands free afterward. So I was feeling kind of optimistic! Instead of getting loose right away, I spent a few minutes giving the Doctor a show...

I rolled around on the floor, wiggling and kicking against the rope bondage. I arched my back and thrust my package in the air, mmmf-ing into the ball gag and trying to look hot. I started to imagine I really was Tarzan! Tied up and gagged by evil cannibals and struggling to get loose. I kicked and wiggled some more, then curled up and rolled onto my knees, kneeling on the carpet.

I hadn't really started trying to escape yet, and the rope tied around my thighs had already loosened and slipped. As I twisted my legs, the coils of rope slackened and dropped over my knees, flopping around my ankles. As that rope loosened, the end tied around my feet lost tension too, and those loops started to give as well.

I mmmfed something like "That was easy!" into my gag, and since the ropes were loose already, kicked a little until I could pull one ankle free. The long end of the nylon cord still snaked and looped around one leg and ankle, but I had pulled the other one free, so I wasn't really tied up anymore. My hands, however, were still bound behind me, and that knot hadn't seemed to get any looser.

I kneeled then rose to my feet, twisting my hands against the ropes. The cord looped around my waist kept my bound wrists pinned tight against my back, so I couldn't swing my arms around very much. And I couldn't seem to see or touch any of the knots! The Doctor had been watching me the whole time, enjoying my struggles and partial success so far. I pulled at the ropes again, but no use. And the gag was hurting my mouth! I wondered how much time I had left before the cannibals got out their barbecue sauce...

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Canuck33 » Fri May 18, 2012 6:20 am

The story just keeps getting better! I'm a little worried for Tarzan though, I hope the cannibals don't eat him... :quirk:
Sorry I can't talk now, I'm a little tied up at the moment.

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Tarzan » Thu May 24, 2012 9:54 am

I stood in front of the Doctor, pulling and twisting at the ropes tying my hands behind me. The nylon rope was starting to slip a little against the knots, and I could feel the bonds working looser. I grunted softly into the ball gag as I continued to struggle. I was still coming into the tight little bikinis, now wet and messy and clinging to my semi-erect cock.

After another minute or so, I was able to pull one hand free from the rope loop! I reached up and took the gag out of my mouth. My other arm was still tied to my waist with rope, so I continued to work on getting that free.

"Excellent Tarzan!" exclaimed the Doctor. "My, you really are a good escaper! And just in time too, the cannibals almost got you."

"Oh yeah the cannibals!" I said. "I almost forgot about them." The Doctor stepped close behind me, untying my left hand and touching my back and ass.

"Tarzan, watching you escape has given me some good ideas for some more tie-ups... are you up for another one?"

I was certainly excited to try another escape. It was getting late though, and I had already come a few times, making a little bit of a mess. We decided to call it a night, but made plans for another Tarzan escape challenge! I asked him a few times what else he had in mind, but it sounded like he was keeping things a secret until the next time. I cleaned up a little and got ready to head home.

More Tarzan escapes to come!

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby mikeybound » Fri May 25, 2012 11:09 am

I hope the cannabels get you next time!

Re: Tarzan Games

Postby Gagged Guy » Wed May 30, 2012 8:18 am

Fantastic story Tarzan! Not just erotic but really well written to! I'd love to join in on some of this fun, did Tarzan ever have a sidekick...?
Looking forward to reading more!