## Dreams

Post by curious_monkeyboy » Tue Jun 18, 2013 4:01 pm

I guess I should start by saying that my name is Caleb and I am currently 19 (I'm newly registered here, but I have been browsing for quite some time). I'm a 5 foot 9, climber build, brown hair, and blue eyes guy. I've never had the opportunity to tie someone up (other than myself) due to the fact that I have never told anyone near me that I am even interested in bondage. I have been tied up twice in my entire life and, both times, the one tying was unaware of my intrigue.
Anyway, story time. This spawns off of a dream that I had quite some time back. (It will take a little to get into the tie, I'm a details person :P)
I was sitting alone in my house, which is never the best of ideas for me because I tend to get into trouble during these times, and suddenly a girl was in my house. I don't really know how I could tell, but I could sense her presence as if the air was changed when she came into existence. I could tell it was a girl because there was a faint smell of lilac and just a hint of citrus floating around my nose. It was barely noticeable, but definitely there. I remember my mind wandering for a second as if this presence could make me forget what I was doing or thinking with ease. So, instead of letting my mind wander aimlessly, I decided to find out where this was coming from.
I made my way through my house. Since I had been sitting in our great room, I started to work my way upstairs. I thought to myself, "If I can make it upstairs, then I can find a way to systematically run through the house without missing a room or having to backtrack. " I hopped up from the couch and vaulted over the adjacent couch, moving my way along the outer wall of my house. I could hear the sounds of the two young children playing next door because our walls are paper thin and there isn't much room in between houses where I live. With my back along the wall, I could see into the kitchen and, by using the China Cabinet as a mirror, I could see into the great room with ease.
"No one in there," I thought. Rather quickly, I slid to the side of the China Cabinet and looked into the mirror in the next room over. From this point I could see the entire room and the stairs. In the reflection, I could see something moving up the stairs, but I was catching the back end of whatever it was and it seemed to be made of silk or some other fine material.
"That must be it."
Now it was time for my curious brain to be at ease again. I made my way, silently, to the stairs and quickly ran up them. I am the only one in my house who can make it up these stairs silently because there are many creaky boards. Since I am the lightest of our family and certainly the most nimble, it makes sense. I effortlessly glided up the stairs without so much as a squeak and now it was time to find out where this person was headed. I checked the bathroom which is immediately to the right of the stairs. "Nope." Turning my head to the left, I looked into the guest room. From what I could see, there was nothing in there, but I can only see the foot of the bed and the dresser in there. Again, sneaking against the wall, I peeked into my parent's room. There are mirrors everywhere in here... I don't even want to think about what those mirrors have reflected during the nights... *shudder* "Moving on." I hopped across the doorway and took another look down the hall into the guest room. I could see most of it from here except for the closet on the connecting wall. It's pretty safe to say that no one is in there unless they are hiding inside of or pressed against the closet.
Sure enough, as I turned the corner into my room I saw the figure. She was absolutely gorgeous. She was a little shorter than me, maybe 5' 5", average build, brunette --her hair down to her mid-back with just a hint of red in it--, soft eyes the color of milk chocolate, and one of those with a really calm demeanor. She had thin, wispy lips and an inviting smile.
Let me lay out my room for you. As you walk into my room, there is a wall immediately to your left, this breaks away in less than 2 feet and on the right is the wall between my parents' room and mine. Directly in front of you is my back wall which contains a poster of Bruce Lee kicking into the air and my Martial Arts belts. There are two windows in this room, one directly in front of the door and one on the wall closest to the street. My bed takes up a good chunk of my room because it is two twin beds pushed together and each of them has their own wooden frame from the bunk-bed era. There are also two dressers in this room because I used to share it with my older brother (hence, the bunk-beds as well). I've got two closets on the wall adjacent to the hallway.
Back to the action:
There was a slight breeze coming through the window to the street and a touch of sunlight was hitting her face. I, like the shy individual I am, managed to say hello as I gazed into her eyes.
"Hey!" came the reply, tagging a smile in tow. She seemed pretty comfortable here, like she belonged. She was wearing a light-green, summer dress that was made of extremely thin material, almost see-through, with a white undershirt. The undershirt only stood out to me because it made the green stand out quite well. She sat down on the of the foot-board on my bed as a breeze played gently with her hair. I swear that I never saw her mouth move, but I heard her voice as if it originated inside of my head. "Come here."
This is when I woke up, but I instantly closed my eyes and held onto the memory. I tried so hard to slip back asleep with that memory loaded up and ready to go, but I couldn't. I never fell back asleep. Instead I lay there imagining what would have happened next. Since I was now aware and in complete control of what I felt/saw/did, things moved really quickly from this point.
I imagined us sitting at the foot of my bed talking as if we had known each other for years. Very subtly we were turning in toward each other and, as we relaxed more and more around each other, we both let ourselves fall flat onto the bed with our legs still hanging over the foot. We were really close now, our noses almost touching. She had a rather cute nose too; somewhat small and thin. I reached around her and pulled her close. We started to kiss and I was in no rush anymore. Everything played out naturally in my mind. Soon I had both of her hands in one of mine and above her head. I grabbed a piece of rope which I always kept on the right side of my bed in between the mattress and the frame. I didn't have to be quick. She looked into my eyes as if this was all she ever wanted as I wrapped the rope around her wrists three times. After that, I wrapped the rope in between her hands twice to keep it tight and then tied of the ends of the rope.
(since this was still a dream, or my mind's rendition of the dream's end, I had what seemed like an unlimited supply of rope. I wasn't complaining.)
At this point, I grabbed another two pieces of rope and made loops around the rope in between her hands. I set one of them to the left and one to the right because there are holes in the framework of my bed around the top-right and top-left corners. I tied these off without much slack and went in for another quick kiss before grabbing another couple pieces of rope to tie her legs in place. At this point it would have been useless for her to struggle, even if she wanted to. I was sitting on top of her legs and her hands weren't moving a bit. As i finished tying her legs to to bed, I fell asleep. I was content with how it had played out in my mind and I was just imagining myself kissing her as she lay there helpless.
I should mention that I am a virgin and love bondage simply for the rope and things of that nature. My stories will never have sex in them. I hope you enjoyed :) Or, if you didn't enjoy and want to give some pointers, go ahead! I like constructive criticism too!

### Re: Dreams

Post by Fan_Of_Blindfolds » Tue Jun 18, 2013 7:41 pm

It's certainly a cute story. I love this kind of cute bondage, though it'd have been nice to see it developed further.

### Re: Dreams

Post by curious_monkeyboy » Tue Jun 18, 2013 8:18 pm

Haha, me too. This was a dream I had like 3-4 years ago and I still wish I had stayed asleep longer.

### Re: Dreams

Post by Jack Roper » Tue Jun 18, 2013 10:37 pm

Well, you did post it under fiction so feel free to develop your story however you would like. It is very erotic.

### Re: Dreams

Post by xtc » Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:33 am

You write well and tella lucid story.
The only advice I have to offer is that there's no need to appologise for your style or to explain your context as writer. It is perfectly OK to adopt any persona you choose in your own writing.
Write on!
Xtc
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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### Re: Dreams

Post by curious_monkeyboy » Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:48 am

Thanks!

### Re: Dreams

Post by Kuro.Lolita » Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:50 am

I loved the way you described things in your story, i hope to read more from you soon
There are no facts, only interpretations.
-Nietzsche