We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Sat Mar 28, 2015 6:10 pm

I've been asked to give descriptions of the people in our little group invoved in my stories, so that will be below from now on, as well as the story, per usual.

Me (Michael)- 18, very tall and athletic, loves clean tugs and his sexy damsels

Jon- 17, even more athletic and stronger than I am, future soldier probably; brother to Amanda, dating Jasmine

Amanda- 16, short but fit, loves high heels and struggling; sister to Jon and best friend to Jasmine

Jasmine- 17, tall and skinny, loves hoisery and tight bonds, dating Jon, best friends with Amanda

(If you're wondering, my sister will most likely not appear in a story again, being that the past few games have been without her and she really doesn't like tugs that much anyways)

Here's a couple of things to explain the story and tide you over until the first part.

-If you haven't already guessed, the story takes place after a wedding

-It's just me and Jasmine this time, and both of us are dressed in our finest clothes

-Did not last very long, a little shorter than "Getting Lucky in Easter", but still a memorable tug

-Includes all of the usual: rope, tape, heels, and hosiery!

-First part should be coming soon, so stay tuned!
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Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Thu Dec 31, 2015 8:10 pm

Please read my post on"A Big Step Forward " if you haven't already, but now the first part is finally actually coming soon :)

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Zaphod » Tue Jan 05, 2016 8:19 am

Looking forward to it!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Jan 06, 2016 8:46 pm

Thanks, almost finished with the first part!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Jan 06, 2016 11:08 pm

Around mid-October to early November, there was a wedding that both Jasmine's family and my family were going to attend. The bride had been a family friend of Jasmine's for years, and it just so happened that my dad was also the groom's pastor, which is why we went, but I also knew the bride myself. It was a pretty formal wedding, so I was wearing a blue button up shirt with black dress pants, black dress shoes, and a purple tie. As a pastor's kid about the same height as my dad I have pretty good choices when it comes to picking formal attire, so I felt good and comfortable. Then I saw Jasmine.

To me, weddings are really awesome. I enjoy seeing the official start of a couple's new life together, and the after-party is always great. Weddings are also one of four events where you know everyone there will be dressed up, besides church, funerals, and general formal parties. Considering that the bride was just out of college, there were a heck of a lot of young adults showing off their athletic bodies in tight skirts, hosiery, and heels, so there was also a whole lot to look at. But then I saw Jasmine, who grabbed my attention immediately. She was wearing a soft navy blue jacket over a light blue blouse tucked into a navy blue skirt that matched her jacket and rested about 3/4 down her thigh, gorgeous shiny white nude pantyhose, and 4 inch white stilletos. She had topped it off with a pearl necklace and matching pearl bracelet, which accented everything else with ease. She looked perfect.

Never before had I seen more beautiful hose on a girl than right then. They were nude, but with enough white that, if you looked closer, made it obvious she was wearing hosiery. The light coming from the windows further enhanced her legs as she walked, the nylon shimmering ever so slightly. When she sat down at her seat, her skirt immediately rose up, exposing even more of her sexy athletic thighs. Crossing the legs was the pinnacle of the performance as I watched from my seat, amazed. She leaned back, one hosed leg perched perfectly atop the other, heeled foot bobbing up and down in the air. I couldn't handle it, and had to turn away, she looked that darn good. But as the soon-to-be-wed couple said their vows, I made one of my own. No matter what, I was going to get her into a tug that day. And, because you're obviously reading this story, you can tell exactly what happened next.
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Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Jan 06, 2016 11:10 pm

Hope you guys enjoyed the first part, please comment and let me know you did! Update should be coming really soon as well, so stay tuned! :)

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Zaphod » Fri Jan 15, 2016 5:15 pm

I don't think it's a stretch to guess that Jasmine will end up tied up and gagged in her nice outfit. Looking forward to seeing how that happens!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Sat Jan 23, 2016 1:40 pm

I remembered the wedding being both hilarious and a ton of fun. Both the bride and groom had made sure it wouldn't be boring, and I really enjoyed it. Bit all I could think about during all the festivities was Jasmine. I just had to get her into a tug. Convincing her was the easy part, but I had no idea how we would be able to be alone at my house. Then, I got my answer. "Michael, we're going to go out with the (Jasmine's parents last name) for a little while, so we're going to drop you off at home after we get back from here and leave with them.", My mom said when she found me. "Did you get that?" I saw my opening. "You're going out with the (last name) and are dropping me off at home. How long are you going to be gone for?", I responded hopefully. "Probably around 10", My mother replied. I gave a silent cheer. That would mean Jasmine and I would have a good 4 hours to tug. "Awesome, can Jasmine come over then?" I said. "As long as it's okay with her parents", my mother said. " But we're leaving pretty soon so you'd better ask them quick." "Cool, thanks", I responded, before going to find Jasmine and her family.
I hadn't actually talked to Jasmine yet that day, and she was even more stunning up close. Those hosed legs of hers were just absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. I never knew that fabric could make something so beautiful. That, on top of her amazing outfit and sexy heels was almost too much for me to handle, and I couldn't help but sneak a couple looks at her as I talked to her parents. She was just beyond words. They were, as always, perfectly fine with Jasmine coming over, and everything was set. I couldn't wait to get home to surprise her, as I figured she had no idea of my true intentions. But I was wrong.
Finally, both our families left and came home at around the same time. Jasmine told me she'd be over in a minute from across the street and then went inside her house, as my parents said goodbye and then headed off with hers. At this point I was a bit worried, because I thought she might change. But when she knocked on my door about five minutes later, I was relieved to see that she looked just as she had before, with the exception of a navy blue coat replacing her light jacket to fend off the cold on the short walk here. How's it going?" I said. She stepped inside, and removed her coat. "Great", She replied, hanging it up on the rack, and then turned to me. "Ready to get started?" She said. I was confused. "With what?" Jasmine rolled her eyes. "I know the only reason you invited me her was for a tug, right? In fact, as soon as I found out that my parents were going to invite your parents out tonight, I wore this outfit just for this. It's my debate team outfit, and I've always wanted to be tied up in it. So, are you ready?" She repeated, now turning around and crossing her wrists behind her. "But, how did you know?" I said, shocked. She turned and looked at me over her shoulder. " Oh, please, I saw you looking at me, and even if I hadn't, I know you too well." I grinned, embarrassed. "Sorry.", I said. " Jasmine grinned back. "It''s fine, I take it as a compliment, and I don't mind at all", She replied, and then turned back to face the door. " Tie me up as tight as you want". Oh, how much I love hearing those words, so naturally I grabbed the rope I had hidden earlier and didn't hesitate to oblige.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby barelylewis » Tue Mar 22, 2016 2:20 pm

Please continue :wink:
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Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Sun Mar 27, 2016 3:05 pm

Sorry, I will soon, really, really busy with school right now :(

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Tue Jun 21, 2016 9:18 am

Well, its been a while, but this is honestly the first time in a while that I've had time to write. If anyone wants to hear the rest of the story, then please comment below. Need to know that at least a few people are still reading.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby DuctTapeFan » Tue Jun 21, 2016 9:36 am

I would love to hear the rest

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Lake Lover » Tue Jun 21, 2016 10:06 am

Yeh! He is back. Please resume the story. Thanks.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Tue Jun 21, 2016 11:00 am

Thanks so much, those were pretty quick replies. Anyone else? I'm extremely grateful for all the loyal readers but I don't think I can continue the story if just two people are reading and responding to it, there isn't really any motivation in that if you know what I mean. So please respond if you want me to continue as well, these still take a lot of time to write out and edit and I want to make sure that there is at least a small group of people reading it.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Lake Lover » Wed Jun 22, 2016 1:54 am

There now! Please note that member VertexPoints chose to submit the very first comment and it is to your story. For every comment, there must be a dozen members who never bother. Sad, I know. But rest assured, we are reading.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Jun 22, 2016 6:53 am

A!right, alright, I get it. Sorry, but I am the self conscious type, so was just making sure. I guess the next part of the story will be posted sometime today then! (Cheers erupt ;) ) Oh, and Vertex, honored for your first post to be on my story, glad that you are enjoying it.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Zaphod » Wed Jun 22, 2016 8:15 am

Glad to see you're back! I've been looking forward to seeing what you and Jasmine get up to next.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Jun 22, 2016 8:57 am

I immediately grabbed the rope I had stashed earlier and started to lash her wrists together, palms together. Jasmine raised and lowered her shoulder one at a time, stretching them for what she knew was coming. After binding her wrists I started in on the elbows,pulling them close together with a few rounds of rope but not far enough to where they touched, since I figured her arms weren't used to that kind of stress as much as they were a couple months prior. As I cinched off all the knots, Jasmine was already getting into character, grimacing and lightly straining against the ropes. I got into character too, covering her mouth tightly and saying " alright, we're going to take a little walk upstairs my damsel, okay?" She nodded with wide eyes, started up the stairs as I followed close behind to make sure she didn't slip, but also to enjoy the show of course. When we got to the top I ushered her into my sisters room, which sits catty corner from mine at one end of our upstairs hallway. Sitting her on my bed and telling her to stay put (why on earth would she ever leave) I quickly grabbed my box of supplies from my room, along with one other surprise. Jasmine started in when I reentered the room. "Pleased you don't have to do this. I'll be good, promise. Please, I just want to be home." I knew what she wanted, and grabbed a sock to oblige. Jasmine, always a small, small bit of a control freak, immediately broke character and said "You know I like nylon better, there's an extra pair in my purse downstairs" I gave a sarcastic sigh and went down stairs, quickly returning with a pair of white nylon stockings that had been neatly folded in her bag. Back to business. "Alright, open up.", I said in as mean of a tone as in could muster. Jasmine turned her head away. I grabbed her chin and yanked it back. "I said open up!" I ordered. This time she lowered her head and shook it, before raising it and pleading for her release again, of course in reality she was giving me the opportunity to stuff the gag in her mouth, which I did, before sealing the stockings in with five large strips of shiny gray tape. She mmmphed in "protest", as always having no problem with being muted at all. " Now, I can work in peace", I said, which was met by Jasmine starting to lightly struggle again, mewing softly through the thick gag. I started in on lashing her elbows to her chest, winding two loops above and three below her breasts, , before binding her wrists to the small of her back with even more rope. After that I took care, great care I might add, with the legs, securing them together at the ankles, knees, and thighs, before adding two more sets of rope, one just above her skirt hem, and one in between her knee and ankle ropes. I finished it off with one of her favorite touches, winding rope around her feet and heels, pinning her sexy shoes to her hosed feet. Finally, I stepped back to admire my work. Jasmine stared up at me with wide, desperate eyes, mmphing a little louder now that she knew I had finished and immediately swung her feet up onto the bed, before rolling onto her side and starting to wriggle. She stared up at me again, sexy white legs bent in front as she strained, trying to pull them apart. Added with the fact that her hands were tied palm to palm, making made her breasts stick out a little more than they usually did in these tugs, which I'm sure she enjoyed. But it was obvious she needed and most certainly wanted more room to struggle, so I grabbed her by the legs and back and carefully hoisted her on to the carpeted ground, fingers lingering on the smooth nylon of her legs for as long as I could. She mmmphed loudly as I did this, and I noticed that she seemed to ne nodding at the tape. I made a small circle with my finger and she nodded yes, indicating that she wanted a tighter, wrap around gag (best tug partner ever!) So I of course did just that, holding her hair up and wrapping it around four times before smoothing it all down. Satisfied, she started to struggle again, mmphing louder this time and wriggling around in "desperation". I watched this for a little, eying her sexy nylon encased legs and pretty, fearful eyes, underneath which lay a equally as sexy stuffed and gagged mouth, lips pursed against the tape as she tried to cry out. She wasn't slowing down either, doing everything from raising her legs and banging her heels on the ground, to my personal favorite, arching her back. That is until I showed her the surprise, which made her stop cold.

It was the first time I'd ever seen her legitimately scared when there was no risk of us getting caught. She shook her head wildly, mmphing in fear for real this time. " Relax, relax", I said with a reassuring grin. "I just want you to see what you look like. These pictures won't be seen by anybody but me, you, Amanda, and Jon, promise. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief, laughing nervously a little under her gag. I held up the camera again. " Now, lets look good for your enjoyment", I said. Jasmine started in again, fighting against the ropes. Along the way, I instructed her to do a couple of things, such as raise her legs and lean on her back again or sit up and bend her legs, taking multiple pictures (and a couple of videos ;) ) in the process. Finally, she rested her head, exhausted from the mini shoot. "Great work haha, want me to untie you? " I said with a chuckle. She thought for a moment, then rubbed her face on the ground. "Just the gag?", I relayed. She nodded yes, so I very carefully removed the layers of tape and let her spit the now soaked ball of nylon out of her mouth. "Gah, that's so much better", she said with a couple of deep breath's. "All that moving around tired me out". She laughed a little. " Everything else good?" I asked, making sure. "Yeah, nothing hurts or anything, so I'm fine", she replied. " I just want to see those pictures. "Haha, sure thing", I responded. " You looked great." "Aw, thanks," she said, still tightly tied and catching her breath. "I was curious as to if I looked pretty or just sweaty", she said with a grin. " Definitely the first one" , I reassured, and showed her the camera screen. Her eyes and this time mouth widened as I did so. "Woah", She exclaimed. "I do look good", she said, scooting forward on her butt to get a closer look. As I flicked through the photos, some better than others (I'm not a professional photographer by any means, so you bet there were a couple of finger covering the lens shots, you know you've done it too), she oohed and ahhed, raising he eyebrows whenever she found one she liked. When I showed her the videos however, Jasmine laughed. " No wonder you and Jon stare at us while were tied up", she said with a grin. "I make one sexy damsel". I laughed back. " I can assure you it is quite funny to watch" , I replied. "Well then put my gag back in, I'm tired of all this talking," she said with a mischievous smile. (Man I love this girl). "Really, already?", I said. " Figured you'd wouldn't be this accustomed to it after a few months". "Eh", she said with a shrug, arms still tightly bound. "Self-bondage and stuff like that. I've gotten quite close to the real thing." "Well then I'd love to see it sometime", I said reaching for the roll of gray tape. " I can show you right now if you want me to", Jasmine replied. "Just, let me struggle a little bit longer? This is fun". "Sure thing", I agreed (of course, duh), before sticking the nylon ball back in her mouth and sealing it in with three long, gray strips of tape. She mmmphed her gratitude, before slowly lying on her side and starting to lightly struggle again. I decided to leave Jasmine for a bit in her fantasy, so I turned off all the lights (eliciting a small surprised squeal from her), shut the door, and went downstairs to grab a drink. I stared at the clock. Holy crap, an hour and a half had passed by already? (Let me tell you, time moves fast when you're having fun, but it moves at pretty much warp speed when you have a gorgeous girl tightly bound and gagged in your sister's bedroom.) I sat my glass in the sink. There was no time to waste. When I got back upstairs and opened the door, Jasmine was still lying there just as I had left her, back into character however as she looked up at me with pleading eyes. She mmphed, before sort of doing the worm on her side, kicking her still tightly tied feet forward. I noticed that all of this struggling had accumulated into her skirt rising almost to her waist, showing that she was wearing tights that came up to there as well, no bare skin in sight. She rolled onto her stomach, giving me a clear look at her hands and arms, wirsts crossed, arms tied, and both tightly secured to her back. Her feet and legs were also on full display, ankles, knees, and thighs enveloped in sexy white nylon, tightly lashed together, tall white heels giving that amazing squeaking noise as they rubbed against each other, still securely roped to her feet to ensure that they were there to stay. Lastly, her face, scrunched up and desperate, eyes wet with tears (that is 10+ years of acting people, I can do it too actually, sometimes anyways) knowing that she was helpless and trapped until someone decided to rescue her. Which is exactly what I started to do, much to her surprise. "Mmmph?" She questioned. "Mmmph, mmmph!", She angrily responded, not wanting her fun to end as I started to take her gag off. Once I removed the tape, she spit out the nylon ball and demanded " What are you doing?" "Its amost 7:30", I told her, " Were only got two and a half hours until our parents get home. "Jeez", she said, sitting up straight. " I thought it'd been like a half n hour or something". "Me too", I said, and started to untie her arms, as she turned her head back to look. "So you want me to show you how I tie myself up then?" ,She said with a grin. "Yeah, and then maybe I can, improve it a little. " She grinned again. "Sweet. Leave the legs then, they're tied exactly how I did it, since I pretty much learned it from you." She said. "Too bad, I want to see you do it", I replied and started to unwind the rope at her thighs. " She laughed. "Alright, fine. Let me help you then." She reached for her knees and started to unwind the rope, wrists a light shade of red from her previous predicament. When we finished untying everything completely, she stood up and smoothed out her skirt, which had risen all the way up past her butt at this point (the manner at which Jasmine does these types of things normally seen as embarrassing is insane), and then sat on the bed, hosed legs, now with fresh rope marks, hung over the side. "You ready?", she asked. "Go for it", I replied, and sat back to watch the show.

There you go! Before any of you asks yes i still have the pictures but no I can't post them here. Sure I could just blur her face out and everything, but it's more that I made her a promise not to show anybody, and posting them to the internet is showing them to, well, everybody. Besides that I hope you guys all enjoyed the update, once again thanks for all the support and feedback, glad to be back. As always, happy tugging and God Bless!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Jun 22, 2016 9:03 am

Also, I know I'm horrible with quotation marks. I just need to keep Jasmine gagged more I think ;)

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Jun 22, 2016 12:14 pm

Oh, and be on the lookout for more stories to come, while I was away there were four more instances that definitely deserve a story, including two that might involve some new girls to the party, so stay tuned!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Zaphod » Sun Jun 26, 2016 6:57 am

Thanks for the continuation! Do we get to see what happens next with Jasmine tying herself up, or are you going to go onto your next story?

I didn't notice any issue with the quotation marks, but my one bit of feedback would be to break it up into more paragraphs to make it a little easier to read.

I'm eagerly looking forward to the next thing you have to share with us!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Sun Jun 26, 2016 10:16 am

Nope, only about halfway through actually :) And the quotations and punctuations are basically out of order a bunch is all, which I will fix in the next installment. Also, thanks takim, I can't wait to write them!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Sat Jul 23, 2016 11:48 am

You have really lucked out with your girls, man. I only wish my partner was so... eager... when it comes to tugs
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Sun Aug 14, 2016 9:08 pm

Haha thanks man, in reality it wasn't really luck, just a couple of girls who live close to me and like tugs. Guarantee there's over 10 people in your town who are into it, I even heard someone talking about hogtying someone else in my school hall one day! Does your partner know about your interests? Maybe she'd be willing to try it out for you if you told her. Just my opinion though.

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Sun Aug 14, 2016 11:27 pm

ductapegagged wrote:Haha thanks man, in reality it wasn't really luck, just a couple of girls who live close to me and like tugs. Guarantee there's over 10 people in your town who are into it, I even heard someone talking about hogtying someone else in my school hall one day! Does your partner know about your interests? Maybe she'd be willing to try it out for you if you told her. Just my opinion though.


Indeed, my current gf is aware of my interests, and I have a couple stories documented already. However, I'm just... yeah, I'm jealous of how enthusiastic and willing your female friends are to do this stuff with you.

Eagerly awaiting your next update.
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Wed Aug 17, 2016 12:24 pm

Steak in a Tree wrote:
ductapegagged wrote:Haha thanks man, in reality it wasn't really luck, just a couple of girls who live close to me and like tugs. Guarantee there's over 10 people in your town who are into it, I even heard someone talking about hogtying someone else in my school hall one day! Does your partner know about your interests? Maybe she'd be willing to try it out for you if you told her. Just my opinion though.


Indeed, my current gf is aware of my interests, and I have a couple stories documented already. However, I'm just... yeah, I'm jealous of how enthusiastic and willing your female friends are to do this stuff with you.

Eagerly awaiting your next update.


Nah man, no need to be jealous. Maybe gradually get her into it more and more, you can't rush things, remember that my stories have spanned a couple of years, as have many, many other people on this site. And thanks, now that I know you've got some stories as well I'll be sure to investgate yours and let you know what I think!

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Boocola » Wed Aug 17, 2016 10:27 pm

I've noticed that true stories span a couple of years even that in when it happened over span of a day. fiction is another story, with your stories are amazing I read one that has been stretched for years, to me that seems like an eternity. I'll add fiction to combine true events in my life or just write multiple stories at once so I won't get bored of this site I began to come on and get disappointed that a story wasn't advancing but I guess that's just me.
:twisted:

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Fri Aug 19, 2016 1:50 pm

Boocola wrote:I've noticed that true stories span a couple of years even that in when it happened over span of a day. fiction is another story, with your stories are amazing I read one that has been stretched for years, to me that seems like an eternity. I'll add fiction to combine true events in my life or just write multiple stories at once so I won't get bored of this site I began to come on and get disappointed that a story wasn't advancing but I guess that's just me.

First of all, when I say a couple of years I dont mean how long it takes me to write them, I meant over several years I've only had a max of maybe ten or so tugs. That's not a lot compared to the time period. Regarding the length between posts though I used to write all the time, but gradually I became really busy and just don't have that ability anymore. Secondly as you sort of said non fiction is harder to type out than fiction, since if you're stuck you can't just make something up. So that also adds to how hard it is to get big posts out consistently. I try as hard as I can though, as do many others. But things such as school, work, and other responsibilities must (unfortunately) come first. Hope that answers everything, glad you enjoyed my story, I think you'll be happy to hear that the next part of this one is coming very soon :)

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby Boocola » Fri Aug 19, 2016 2:34 pm

I wasn't talking about your stories in general, I understand that people are busy. it was sort of a way of saying that memory like that stay with us after a long period of time especially memories such as a bondage accident or someone participating in a bondage session is now dead.
I do enjoy your stories, I was at work when I started reading your stories, in my line of work there is mostly a lot of downtime.
:twisted:

Re: We shall have tugs until death do us part (m/f)

Postby ductapegagged » Fri Aug 19, 2016 4:49 pm

Boocola wrote:I wasn't talking about your stories in general, I understand that people are busy. it was sort of a way of saying that memory like that stay with us after a long period of time especially memories such as a bondage accident or someone participating in a bondage session is now dead.
I do enjoy your stories, I was at work when I started reading your stories, in my line of work there is mostly a lot of downtime.

Well that sure took a dark turn, where did that come from? Thanks for reading I guess? Haha, wish I had as much downtime as you do, work days for me are all day unfortunately.