Held Against My Will M/M

Postby tiedup101 » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:57 pm

Heres a story I made up. I am myself, and my friend is also mentioned. A fantasy, you could say.

I'm not going to lie, I needed some extra money. My friend, Mike, knew of some guy that had helped him with some money problems in the past. He gave me his phone number, and it went from there. I figured I'd be moving boxes, cleaning, whatever. Whatever it took to get a few extra bucks. When I called Jason, he told me he'd pick me up at my house. So he came and got me. I was home alone and he knew that. I walked out to his car. He was about 40, 50. Muscular, small beard, but seemed nice. I'm 22. He told me to turn around. I didn't bother to question it. He was paying me $50 an hour. Out of nowhere, my hands are pulled behind my back and handcuffed. I buckle and struggle, but he's got a tight grip on me. I don't bother to shout, I'm not really sure why. I didn't consider him a threat in the first place. I was ballgagged and blindfolded and thrown into the backseat of his SUV. He proceeded to put a wet cloth over my face. Being gagged, I was forced to inhale. At this point, I was worried. I was yelling through the gag, but it was no use. The only thing I accomplished was drool. About a minute later, I blacked out. (Just for reference I was wearing sweatpants, a tshirt, sweatshirt, midcalf socks, nikes, and some bright blue and red striped boxer briefs.)

I wake up, in a daze. I go to move and figure out I cant. I'm tied to a bed, spreadeagle. I'm now in some athletic shorts, but everything else is the same. Im expertly tied. Then Jason appears, smiling. "You dont mind if I keep you for a few days, do you?" Im in a complete daze, merely asking him to untie me. I cannot grasp what is actually happening to me. telling him to untie me and to stop. He shakes his head and chuckles. Then he goes to my feet and tickles them. I only laugh. I think its funny. When he takes off my shirt, I only laugh. When he takes off my shorts, however, I snap out of the daze. I raise my voice, asking him to stop. He laughs, yanking off my shorts. I begin to yell. He only shakes his head.

He slides off one of my black mid calf socks and shoves it into my mouth easily. I shake and start getting mad. I start yelling for help but he holds the sock in with his grubby hand.He then gets a cup (a cup that goes in a jockstrap) that has straps around it. He puts my other sock in the hole and shoves it over my mouth and nose. It successfully holds in the sock and allows me to smell my sweat from the other sock. He buckles the strap and now I am under his complete control. Now he has control over what I say, do, smell, touch, see, and hear.

I yell through the gag but it is of no use. He chuckles and continues to tickle me. I struggle, and he continues forever. He seems to get great enjoyment in tickling me while I lay tied, in an unknown place, gagged, in only my striped boxer briefs, umcomfortably screaming into my own socks. He leaves, coming back with that stupid cloth. He unbuckles the jockstrap cup, holds the sock in my mouth with his hand, and puts the cloth over my nose. I am out in only a minute of helpless struggling.

I wake up in a cage. I am still in my underwear, but now have my socks on. One very wet of course. Gross. My head is out of the cage, the rest of my body inside. I have a very nasty tasting sock in my mouth, held in by the wonderful jockstrap cup contraption. My guess another sock is in there as all I smell is sweat. My hands are cuffed together and tied to a rope that pulls them up towards the top of the cage, keeping me in a very rigid position. My ankles are pulled out of the cage and cuffed, also adding to the less than desirable position. Jason comes over, and judging from the mean glare I gave him, puts a blindfold over me. I'm left there for a while. Hours. I am hungry, and yes sadly, I needed to pee. What was I supposed to do? Hold it until he came back when I didnt know when he was? He returned, poked around a bit, then pulled off the blindfold. I shake around, embarrassed about wetting myself but just wanting to get out of this. But no, Jason isnt done yet.

The jockstrap cup contraption is taken off, and its all over again. I'm out in a minute.

I awake and I'm in a whole different bondage restraint. I'm in a bondage sling. My hands are in mitts and hooked to the top. My feet, with my dried socks, are hooked to the other end. I'm in a tight, but very soft speedo. I'm ungagged, but not for long. Jason comes over with a penis gag. I shake, but he holds my nose and soons its in. I grunt, but soon its buckled in and Im sucking on a fake penis head. I shake around in the sling, but I know I'm not going anywhere. Then Jason comes back with the cloth. Im out in a minute. When will this cycle ever end?
Hey! I'm John! I love bondage! Send me a PM or send me a message at John_9734@yahoo.com! Open to anybody, but more into m/m bondage!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby boozer » Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:08 pm

good story keep it coming!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby RaZen » Wed Nov 23, 2011 12:08 pm

I really like this Story. Please continue it.

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby sarwrductan » Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:28 pm

LOL..I don't know about the cycle ending but I hope to goodness this story keeps going. I remember some friends were going to penis gag me once but it got used on another kid that got tied up because he told someone bigger than him to suck his in a derogatory tone. They rigged it, and padlocked it on him with a combination lock and left him stuck like that. I dared not to ask about it afraid they'd do that to me.....LOL
I anxiously await the continuation of your story.
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby tiedup101 » Thu Nov 24, 2011 4:30 pm

Thanks for the compliments guys. And the penis gags are extremely humiliating. I think not being in control of what you do is very humbling and much of the fun in bondage. Anyway back to the story. Also, if you have ANY questions on the bondage, gags, anything, please just email you and I'll send a picture.

I awoke in the stupid cage. My hands were in mitts, held together by a simple double ended snap clip. A rope was attached, and my hands were pulled up and out of the cage, and since the mitts added space, I couldnt move them back in. Nothing to tight or anything, just out of the way. My head was held in place, out side of the cage, by a opening that closed around my neck. My feet were out the ends and cuffed then, essentially ensuring my feet did not get in the way. (again, email if there are questions). I woke up, again in that stupid daze. Jason looked on as I explored the restraints. After making sure that I could get out, I started yelling. He came over and put his hand over my mouth. He told me that wasnt the best idea. I was 'given' a gag, similar to the penis gag, but instead of the penis bit, a big ball. Smaller than a tennis ball, but not by much. I explored that why he tussled my hair. I protested through the gag, but the usual mpph came out. Then he put a blindfold over me, then a black tight fitting spandex hood. About 30 seconds later, you guessed it, I was being tickled. He had put on a glove of some sort, and that enhanced the tickling. I had no where to go, no way of estimating where he was going to be tickled, and no way to stop him or tell him.

About 30 minutes of tickling in, he stopped. Thank gosh! He took off the hood and blindfold. I stared angrily at him as he continued to caress my body. Then, he plops a mini tv contraption of some sort on the cage, directly in my sight. Remember, with the cage collar, I couldnt move my head much at all. Then, he turned it on.

*This is me (the writer) telling you that me (the captive) has been hyponotized. I dont know this, nor do I remember much, Jason will describe rest. I dont ask questions, Jason is always right*

The t.v is taken away and Jason, who is my best friend, takes me out of the cage. The cage happens to be really comfortable and the gag is so that my mouth isnt exposed to germs. The ball is so my tongue can have something to play with. Then, all of a sudden, the hair on my legs, arms, chest, and armpits are on fire. Luckily Jason can just shave them off for me. He tells me to get on his pool table to shave them off. And of course, I have to have a jockstrap on. He begins to tie me up to the table, spreadeagle. He can only do it when I am tied. But the shaving can only begin if Mike, my friend, is over here. So, I call Mike. Mike, luckily, can come over right away. Jason tells me to tell him that Jason will pay a lot of money for him to come over.

*out of hynosis. I dont remeber being hypnotized, nor anything that just happened. I remember when the tv was put in front of me*

Jason chuckles as I awake from the state. I am gagged, but begin asking questions, only mumbling. Jason plays with my feet. Then the doorbell rings. I go into a series of mpphs to try and get this could be rescuer to help me. Then Mike is led in. He laughs as he sees me, not thinking that anything is wrong. Then he begins to ask Jason, but Jason has the cloth. Hes on the ground in seconds. I freak out, knowing now Jason has two captives. Now that I think of it, my parents are away for three weeks and wont know I am gone. Nor will any of my friends, who are all away for the summer. Mikes parents are away for two months. Oh no, I'm in trouble!

Jason drags Mike off. I struggle in the bonds, but nothing. About an hour later, Jason returns. He tickles me, but really just to piss me off. He can tell I am exhausted. He unties me, clips my mitts behind me, and lead me somewhere else in the house as I struggle along. He leads me to a bedroom, where I am glad to see Mike is enjoying his visit. He struggles and yells through his gag, probably a penis, when I enter the room. He is on the bed, luckily has all his clothes on, including his shoes. But he does not look happy. Then Jason brings me over to a big...crib of some sort. It has a matress about 7 feet long, but it is about two feet wide. Its high up, probably 4 feet up, a little higher than Mike is. And of course, it has bars going up an additional two feet. Made of wood, it looks very nice. Jason easily picks me up and lays me down. My mitts, clipped together, and attached to a two foot chain and attached to one of the wooden bars. My feet are given two long blue baseball socks and are cuffed together by a one foot chain, which is attached to another chain attached to another bar. I am wearing a black and gray jockstrap. Basically, I am given plenty of moving room, comfortable almost, but no escape. Theres are rather big section cut out to one side, where my head looks out. Jason reaches in there and takes out my gag. He handgags me and asks me a question. Will I be able to keep my mouth shut?

I nod. To be honest, as much as I want to escape, I only want to make him happy in order to get out of there. Then Jason takes his hand away and waits for me to yell. I say nothing. Then he asks, how do you like being held captive? I tell him politely that I wish to be let go. He laughs, like I told a joke. You wish kid, you wish. You're lucky I saved you from being naked. Your welcome. I mumble, and he goes over to Mike. Mike struggles, freaks out, and yells into the gag as his pants, shirt, undershirt, sweatshirt, and underwear is taken off. All he has left is a jockstrap and some black mid calfs. His gag is replaced with the all too familiar jockstrap contraption. I notice he is given my sock that I already soaked when I was gagged with it (disgusting) and presumably the sock I had sniffed. Rough life for Mike. His restraints are adjusted so that he is facing up, then the tickling commences.

As much as I am concerned to get out of this mess, something tells me he is still probably going to pay us, judging from how nice the gags and restraints and the house is. And to be honest, having a front row seat watching my best friend tickled in next to nothing, hey, I dont mind it. Being restrained, a little annoying. I watched for an hour as Mike struggled, screaming through the gag as his body is worked over. Poor Mike. Then Jason stopped. He untied him, mitted his hands, and clipped them behind his back, leading him off. The lights were turned off, and I assumed it was time to fall asleep. I adjusted to the restraints, and fell asleep.

I awoke, happy to see that I was in the same place when I feel asleep. Jason came by about 10 minutes later and fed me. I was content. I was rested, comfortable, BUT still captive. Jason smiled. He had four black mid calf in hand. He took off the baseball socks, replacing them with two mid calfs. Another one, he was so kind to lend my mouth. When it neared my face, I got a whiff. Obviously Mikes socks that he wore when he was being tickled. He must have SWEATED! I tore away, begging. I had nowhere to hid. A pinch of the nose and in seconds, my mouth was open. He gave me that sock, sealed it in with duct tape, and I was back to being held against my will.

Jason then held the other used sock over my nose, forcing me to inhale. He then left and returned with one of mikes shoes. I sniffed obideintly, wondering where the creator of this nasty smell was. Then, Jason brought over the mini television.
Hey! I'm John! I love bondage! Send me a PM or send me a message at John_9734@yahoo.com! Open to anybody, but more into m/m bondage!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby sarwrductan » Fri Nov 25, 2011 11:12 am

Man o man!...In Jr high school part of the physical education uniform was those itchy skimpy jock straps. I tried em once and never again. Not my style I said. I was so conscientious changing in front of my class mates because as boys being boys then, they loved to make us shy ones squirm by making fun of us.
Still....Right now A jock strap or being nude I'd take the jock strap. I hate being nude in front of another. ...But a jock strap and knee high socks? LOL...That's so uhh uhh LOL so ....To picture that in my mind....Humiliatingly nerdy...for lack of a better terminology...especially if they come in neon pink or canary yellow...LOL...... er uhh uhh sorry, please continue.
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby sarumansauron » Fri Nov 25, 2011 3:35 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby tiedup101 » Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:03 pm

Are you interested in more hypnotism?
Hey! I'm John! I love bondage! Send me a PM or send me a message at John_9734@yahoo.com! Open to anybody, but more into m/m bondage!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby boozer » Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:45 pm

yes!

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Postby kidnapplz » Fri Dec 02, 2011 11:20 am

love it well done.

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby tiedup101 » Fri Dec 16, 2011 4:32 pm

Thanks for the comments, I really appreciate them. Let me continue:

*in hypnotism, everything I say is what I am hypnotized to think*

Jason, who is my master, is making me smell some socks. I inhale, desperately wanting to obey him. He then pulls away the sock and shoe, and begins to untie me. Soon, I am out and walking in my black mid calfs and grey jockstrap. I follow him out of the room, and into another bedroom. Mike, a slave of Jasons, is in a stockade in a identical jockstrap. Master tells me that he needs to be spanked and tickled. He sits in a armchair nearby as I get to work. He gave me a paddle, some socks, and some nipple clamps to start. I squeeze my fellow slaves ass, and begin to tickle him. Everywhere is fair game. Master tells me, as Mike is gagged, that the more Mike moans and groans into the gag, the worse I should be to him. So it only got worse. I spanked him with the paddle for a full 30 minutes as he yelled into the gag. But he deserves it, as Jason told me, so I continue.

I then make him sniff my socks, and my shoes. I clamp his nipples, playing with them. Then Master tells me to lick his feet, clean. I spent about an hour slobbering over his toes and soles. Everything and anything for Master. Master then asks me to stop, so I do. He puts some wonderful, comfy mitts on my hands, and cuffs them in front. He ties a rope to them and leads me out. I follow. He leads me to the basement of the house, and uncuffs my mitts. Master puts me footie pajamas. Some comfy. He then ties one foot to one leg on the bed, and snaps his fingers.

*out of hypnotism*

I awake in in a dark room, with a foot tied to the bed I am lying on. I struggle in the mitts and footie pajamas, getting up, but not able to leave the vicinity of the bed. Jason comes back with Mike following. Mike is unrestrained, but he pays no mind to me as I yell for help. He has a blank face. Jason tells him that I need to be snuggled with. I yell no, but then Jason comes over to gag me, explaining to Mike that it is a pacifier. I get a penis gag. I mmph, but nothing. Mike does a giant bear hug, and brings me to the bed. He spreadeagles me with clips and chains that Jason, as I struggle. He fondles me, and I calm down a bit. Then he is handed his own shoe, and puts it on top of my nose. Then a dirty jockstrap. Then socks. Then all over again. Jason watches from a distance.

Then Mike unties me, and takes off my pajamas, leaving me in the jockstrap. He puts my in a stockade, and the next thing I know, I am being spanked, hard, by my best friend. I am nipple clamped, made to sniff dirty and sweaty items of Mikes, and then Mike is told to lick my feet. Why the hell is Mike doing all of this? Is he crazy. I struggle helplessly. I get ice in my jock, and Mike tickles me for about an hour. Then Mike makes me take off his socks with my teeth and suck on his toes. Then I had to lick his feet, thoroughly. Disgusting.

Here is what I have. I am wondering, should I move this to the fictional intimate and have more sexual, gay bondage in it? With Mike and John involved in stuff? Please let me know!
John.
Hey! I'm John! I love bondage! Send me a PM or send me a message at John_9734@yahoo.com! Open to anybody, but more into m/m bondage!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby xtc » Fri Dec 16, 2011 5:39 pm

Write as you like, my freind. THEN decide where the story belongs.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby tieguy04 » Sat Dec 17, 2011 5:57 pm

Loved the new chapter! However you want to continue it I know will be great.

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby bondagefreak » Sun Dec 18, 2011 2:28 am

Loving it so far ! Please continue !
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Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Dec 19, 2011 4:34 pm

tiedup101 wrote:
Here is what I have. I am wondering, should I move this to the fictional intimate and have more sexual, gay bondage in it? With Mike and John involved in stuff? Please let me know!
John.


Yes! Great continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby sarwrductan » Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:18 pm

I say go the way you want. There's Mike ,Jason,ohh You the writer, are John?
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby tiedup101 » Sat Dec 31, 2011 4:12 pm

Yes, I am in this story as myself, John. Please read the continuation in the intimate section and give me some feedback. Thanks!
Hey! I'm John! I love bondage! Send me a PM or send me a message at John_9734@yahoo.com! Open to anybody, but more into m/m bondage!

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby sarwrductan » Sun Jan 22, 2012 12:16 pm

What's the title in the intimate section?
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

Re: Held Against My Will M/M

Postby tiedup101 » Sun Jan 22, 2012 2:32 pm

Continuation of Held Against My Will M/M
Hey! I'm John! I love bondage! Send me a PM or send me a message at John_9734@yahoo.com! Open to anybody, but more into m/m bondage!