## Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Mon May 31, 2010 5:57 pm

A few years ago after I had just turned nineteen, I came home from work on Memorial Day weekend from my job at the department store. While driving home I noticed a brown SUV somewhat following me on my way to the house. I didn't pay it too much attention however and continued the ride back home. When I got back to my house there was no one at home. I pulled into the hot garage and went inside the house.
After throwing my keys on the table I saw that there was a note from my father saying he would not be back until late that evening because he was out drinking with his friends which wasn't too out of the ballpark for him. I changed out of my work clothes and into some blue jeans and a white tank top. Moments later I head a knock at the door. I looked out the window to see that it was none other than my dad's crazy ex-girlfriend Debbie. She had a small black duffle bag around her shoulder and tacky sunglasses on. I decided I better let her in and give her a quick dose of swearing to get her to leave, because she had done this all before.
I opened the door and said, "What do you want now?" Debbie entered the house and said in the clearest of tones, "Kim, where is the Ipod I got your father for Christmas? I'd like to have it back." I told her I didn't know anything about it. She then unzipped the duffle bag and layed it on the couch. I then said, "Debbie you better leave before I call the police." Debbie then said to me that I wasn't about to go anywhere as she pulled out a revolver. I was scared stiff and raised my hands in surrender. Debbie then gave a slight chuckle and grabbed me by the arm.
She said that she needed to make me nice and quiet. She sat me down on the couch and brought out some white nylon rope. I was then instructed to stand up and get a wooden chair out of the kitchen and bring it upstairs. With a frightened slow pace I grabbed the chair with both hands and headed up the carpeted steps with Debbie following me with her gun and bag. When we finally got upstairs she opened the door to the guest room and we went inside.
She then sat me down in the chair and started to tie my wrists behind the back of the chair. I felt so helpless and scared. After the wrists she tied my ankles together in the same fashion. Finally she tied my chest and abdomen to the chair with almost military like precision. She then looked at me and chuckled again lightly. "I'm not going to hurt you Kim, I just need to keep you nice and tied up to avoid a police presence." "What are you going to do with me," I asked. She said nothing as she then took a white hankercheif out of her bag and gagged me. She then left the room and locked the door behind her. I was so stuck in that chair.
More to Come...
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### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by ducttapeboy001 » Mon May 31, 2010 11:50 pm

Well nice story, next time write in long parts, and use paragraphing.
it makes me GLaD, Im not you
And believe me Im still alive
Im doing TUGs and Im still alive.
I feel fantastic and Im stilll alive
You'd be EVIL if you're GLaD

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by Fesselfan » Mon May 31, 2010 11:57 pm

I agree with my foreposters opinion- a nice one, but could be improved with some structuring.
Cheers
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Those who understand binary numeral system, and those who don't.

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Tue Jun 01, 2010 3:06 am

Yeah this was my first story so I wasn't exactly sure how to format the piece. The continuation will be much better.

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Tue Jun 01, 2010 3:27 am

Part II
I was struggling to get free from the chair and my mind was racing to find a way out of it. She had tied me so tight that I could hardly move at all and I felt as if I had let her take complete advantage of me. Letting Debbie into the house was a huge mistake on my part and I quickly formulated a plan to get out of the chair.
Suddenly I realized Debbie did not search the contents of my pockets before taking me prisoner. I felt my small pocket knife in my front right pocket and I began to feel somewhat relieved.
I knew that I had at least six hours before my father came home from hanging out with his friends which gave me plenty of time to escape and either call the police or exact some revenge on Debbie. After about half an hour of struggling I finally got my gag off and began to loosen the knots on my wrist cuffs. My wrists were becoming raw and red from the constant strain put on them by the rope.
Another half hour went by and my hands were free. At this point I could hear Debbie out in the house searching through cabinets and other storage containers looking for the Ipod she so coveted. Struggling to get my hands and arms in front of my body was another half hour burden.
More to Come...

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by Fesselfan » Tue Jun 01, 2010 5:46 am

> kim_bowie wrote:Yeah this was my first story so I wasn't exactly sure how to format the piece. The continuation will be much better.

Indeed, it did improve a lot I am glad you didn't take the criticism as bashing.
Cheers
FF
There are 10 kind of people in the world.
Those who understand binary numeral system, and those who don't.

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by ducttapeboy001 » Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:17 am

good continuation...
It is better to write alot in one post than writing little in each post. So next time when your writing, write a lot in one post.
waiting for more,
it makes me GLaD, Im not you
And believe me Im still alive
Im doing TUGs and Im still alive.
I feel fantastic and Im stilll alive
You'd be EVIL if you're GLaD

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by chloroformmeplease » Tue Jun 01, 2010 11:32 am

It is so very refreshing to see someone write in the forum that has a well rounded grasp of the English language. I have thus far enjoyed your story I also like that it has not been rushed and it is not long chapters. I actually prefer medium sized chapters as apposed to long ones.
Keep up the great work.
Treat others as you wish to be treated. Having said that I will not sit idly by while someone is disrespecting another just because they think they are better than everyone else.

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:49 pm

Thank you all for the support. This site has really opened my eyes and sharing my creativity with such an inviting group is encouraging.
Part III
With my arms and hands now in front of me it was only a few minutes before I had my trusty swiss army knife in my hand. Being a girl rasised in West Virginia, I had definetly used one of these before. The dull edge of the knife still made easy work of freeing me quietly within five minutes or so. I was finally free from the chair.
I crouched down and began to slowly move towards the door which I still realized was locked. I had broken out of that room several times with the exact same knife when getting Christmas decorations out of the attic and a wind draft blowing the door closed, so I wasn't worried about escaping the room. Jarring the knife into the wedge between the lock and the door cracked the device open just like the operation always had.
Now I had to think of how to think of a plan to get to a phone. My cell phone was in my work pants pocket which was downstairs in my room. Calling the police was probably my best bet cause I didn't want to cause any panic for Debbie with a loaded weapon if I tried to seek revenge on her.
I began my descent down the carpeted staircase as quiet as I could be waiting to hear any noises that would give away the location of Debbie. I heard some rustling in dad's room which was just down the hallway from mine. After sneaking into my room and looking in my work pants I realized my cell phone had gone missing. I went into a slight panic looking for it on my bed and on top of my dresser.
"Looking for this Kim?" I spun around slowly and saw Debbie with my cell phone in her hand waving it tauntingly at me and her small revolver in the other. I stood there frozen stiff.
"Kim, why didn't you stay tied up in the guest room?" She looked at me puzzled as if my escaping had been her fault and not my own. I was in my surrender stance again. Debbie looked frustrated. "Well, it must be a good thing I brought these then." Handcuffs were reveiled out of her back pocket. "Turn around!" she commanded. I submitted to her and was again bound, this time by steel. I was frisked by my captor and she found the knife and threw it across the room in disgust.
Debbie sat me on the living room couch and placed another hankercheif in my mouth. "Don't move!" she said.
More to Come...

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Wed Jun 02, 2010 4:34 am

Part IV
Just remembering how the cold steel caressed my skin when I was first handcuffed brings chills down my spine even today. The latch noise that the turn pins made echos through my brain every now and again. I was starting to get sick of playing the damsel in distress.
While sitting on the couch with my hands secured behind me I started feeling pretty upset. Debbie went back to searching dad's room for the still unfound Ipod. The time spent waiting on her was the hardest part. I just wanted tied up again. I couldn't stand the way handcuffs felt on my skin.
Around ten minutes later Debbie re-entered the living room. I was motioning to her and making noises of duress under my gag. "What do you want?" as she removed the gag. "Debbie these handcuffs really hurt my skin and I'm so uncomfortable." For the first time that day Debbie looked at me with some sympathy. "Kim, I know none of this is really your fault, I've just been so upset with your dad over how he hasn't returned my phone calls. I just feel so unloved. I've done a lot for you and your dad over the years." Debbie was right though. She had really done quite a bit for father and I over the past couple years including finding a copy of Revolver on vinyl for my Beatles collection, ironically enough.
"Debbie, no offense, but I don't think dad and yourself are a very compatable match," I said as she was unlocking the handcuffs. Debbie understood and finally came to reason with that concept.
We shared a moment. I finally said to her, "Debbie I have an idea." Debbie looked at me with disbelief for a moment. "Why don't I help you clean up the house a little and then you can tie me up before you leave and I can tell dad and the police that I was just robbed by a stranger?" Debbie gave a slight smile and agreed. It took about and hour to clean up messes and make the house look more ramsacked through than before. The only thing I let Debbie take was a DVD player and a small portable televison from the basement to make it look as if burglurs had come into the house and tied up the poor innocent inhabitant.
I brought the chair back downstairs into my room and changed my clothes. While changing into some fresh panties and blue jeans Debbie remarked on my cute American Eagle duck underwear which I felt was kind of sweet in a way as I slipped the jeans over my exposed bottom. My tank top was changed out for a black one and I was ready to be held captive again.
"Are you ready?" she asked with rope and gag in hand. I said yes. "Tie me up well enough to make me look as if I've been stuck here for around four hours or so." Debbie grinned as she slipped the rope around my wrists, ankles, abdomen, and chest. I was again held prisoner in a chair. The gag was the final effect. To be honest with this audience, I felt pretty comfortable in that chair the second time. Debbie left with her gun and supplies stowed away in her bag.
Three or so hours later my father finally came home. I had knodded off to sleep in my new bedroom prison and dad immediately ungagged me and ask me what happened. I went into a sob and explained how some men had broken the front door in and grabbed me and confined me to the chair. The police were called and within a few minutes dad had freed me from the chair. The police didn't seem to care that much for the missing DVD player or the televison and told us if they find the property they will return it.
I went to bed that night feeling glad that I had helped out someone who I cared about.
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### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Wed Jun 02, 2010 4:42 am

Did anyone enjoy the story I wrote or enjoyed the way I ended it? Again this was my first story for this site. The comments left made me feel really good about myself and knowing that there is a community of people that enjoy this material is encouraging. It makes me feel less abnormal I suppose, no offense to the members here. Being a girl that's into this type of material is actually a challenge. Many of my friends don't understand my fascination but my boyfriend is really supportive. This site is a good release of energy. Thank you.
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### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by stormchaser1 » Wed Jun 02, 2010 5:27 am

I liked the story, and the ending was a surprise. You are a very good writer.

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by BlackWingedAngel » Wed Jun 02, 2010 9:37 pm

> stormchaser1 wrote:I liked the story, and the ending was a surprise. You are a very good writer.

Agreed, the ending was a big surprise. Didn't see it coming!
I'm a girl
I want to be the submissive victim
I am such a total bondage newb

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Sun Jun 13, 2010 4:44 am

Here's a bump. I hope new members enjoy this story. This is also a statement to say that I am back on this site and no amount of censorship will keep me away.

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by Jason Toddman » Sun Jun 13, 2010 8:32 am

> kim_bowie wrote:Here's a bump. I hope new members enjoy this story. This is also a statement to say that I am back on this site and no amount of censorship will keep me away.

GOOD!
Please don't think that because a few of us were rude to you that we ALL feel that way. I think you were a victim of a vocal (and crude) minority.
I'm willing to bet that most people do not believe most of MY True Tug stories either (though no one has said so yet even politely). I know how fantastic (and sometimes weird) they sound, and I don't believe all I read in the True Tugs forum myself (though I am citing no examples because I am sure of none). I even considered posting my stories in the fiction section so that people could compliment me on my vivid (if strange) imagination, but I felt I couldn't do that for something that really happened (truth IS stranger than fiction) and take credit for anything other than the way I told the story.
Why people would want to post fiction in True Tugs anyway (especially when there is an equally popular Fictional forum) is something I do not understand; perhaps because I can think of nothing to gain by it (I most certainly have no reason to bother lying to people about being strange). However, as long as people ENJOY my stories it does not bother me whether they believe that they happened or not. I know the truth of the matter and that's the important thing to me. Though the person who criticized you before should have been more polite about it; the crude way you were treated was dead wrong irregardless of the truth of the matter.
I hope you continue to give the rest of us the benefit of the doubt and ignore the vocally rude minority.
As for that story in question about the break-in (whether it was true or not doesn't matter a whit to me), MY only real criticism of it was that it seemed rather rushed; unlike the story posted here which was better written and more fun to read. The break-in srtory read more like a newspaper story than a TUG story. The story posted here proves you are capable of doing much better. I hope you will continue to do so.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Sun Jun 13, 2010 5:51 pm

> MY only real criticism of it was that it seemed rather rushed; unlike the story posted here which was better written and more fun to read. The break-in srtory read more like a newspaper story than a TUG story

I understand that totally. The end result was rushed due to the interface of the "enter text" screen on this site, which has at least three times erased all of my information when I have hit the backspace key. I was tired and rushed the ending like a terrible Lucas film and for that I am sorry. As anyone could read in the beginning paragraph of the now taken down True TUG, SOME of the aspects were exagerated to better improve the story.
Thank you for sharing your concern and friendship.
Also, a new line of stories is coming out soon. New characters, new situations, and the cancelation of the Kim and Debbie episodes. Kim and Debbie was a failure near the end because I was rushing situations and couldn't generate better dialogue or story material.

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by Jason Toddman » Sun Jun 13, 2010 8:37 pm

I have found that the level of enjoyment of a story for others is in direct ratio of how enjoyable it was for the writer to create it. So all I can advise (even though you didnt' ask ) is take your time and enjoy what you write, and the enjoyment you feel will be part of the story and enhance it for others. That is the main reason I write at all; I enjoy it more than anything except for what I write about, and hope others enjoy what I write too(even if it IS a tad strange at times ).
Good luck with your new stories.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: Held Hostage By Father's Ex-Girlfriend

Post by kim_bowie » Wed Sep 01, 2010 5:55 pm

Newer members should read my best work. Like the band Love, I had only one good story, or album in their case. Please leave comments and tell me what you all think.