Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping (Mmm/M) PG-17(Part 2 Added)

Postby puffalover » Tue Jun 10, 2014 3:26 am

Hello everyone.

After being inspired by my friend Bondagefreak who came up with some great ideas for testing my limits in a kidnapping scenario,
I thought I’d share this attempted kidnapping with you. For part 1: bondagefreak is the Dom and I’m the sub. In part 2: it’s the reverse.

This is Fictional, but would love for it to be true!

Please be advised, this story is PG-17 and contains BDSM and other adult themes not suitable for minors.

I also thought I’d add on to bondagefreak’s great ideas of kidnapping me. Not changing a whole lot. I’m just putting in
more detail to what he started. Part 1 consists mainly of his ideas in more detail and is written mainly from the subs point of view. Part 2 will consist of my revenge!



Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping


PART 1:

Before you and your two gym buddies ever break in to my place to capture me…first off you’ve all done your homework.

You know exactly when I’m coming home from work and that my roommate will be out of the country for the next 2 weeks. You’re aware that I’m using my vacation days during that time to relax alone around my apartment. You’re also aware that I have an abundant amount of bondage/fetish items in my place that you can use to your advantage. These items include: large rolls of duct tape,
rope, straps, gags, down clothing/sleeping bags (to tie me up inside of course), diapers, and sex toy-vibrators fleshlights etc.


How did you get all this information in the first place you ask? Well it turns out that a good friend of mine is also really good friends with you.
In fact he’s one of your gym buddies. He’s always had plans to get back at me after what I did to him during a sleepover a few years back.
I used his own sleeping bag to tie him up in. I kept him like that the whole night and he was so humiliated.
He swore he would have his revenge on me one day. I never took him seriously because he was smaller than I was.

Also to make the kidnapping much easier...It turns out that our buddy has a spare key to my building (I forgot that I gave him one in case of emergencies).

So Rather than breaking in when I’m already home and risk getting caught or worse, your plan is to enter my apartment silently while I’m at work (using the spare key) and get everything ready for my capture.
You and your friends make sure to have your masks on so that when you capture me, I won’t see your faces at first.


Once you’re all set up and you brought in your padded medical gurney with the straps ready to tie me down. You wait patiently for me to arrive. During that time you each open up my closet and take a dark colored down jacket to wear for fun. (I know you would take my old black TNF nuptse jacket)

You make sure that everyone and everything is out of site so you hide in my roommate’s room. To keep the element of surprise you and your buddies remain dead silent when I come in.


After a long day at work I look forward to relaxing. As soon as I get into my apartment, I immediately hop in the shower.
Unknown to me is that you are in my place hiding and waiting for the right moment to pounce on me.

After drying off I decide to relax on my couch and put some music on. I tend to listen to my music pretty loudly. Big mistake!
That’s when you seize the perfect moment to jump me. You and your buddies end up doing a number on me. One of them holds my legs down while the other puts me in a somewhat tight sleeper hold. I try to yell out but my shortness of breath keeps my audible at a minimum.
The loud music also keeps any neighbors from hearing my struggles.

While these guys have me temporally under control you walk up to me, getting real close to my face. You take off your mask and tell me who you are. My face immediately turns red in the knowledge of what’s about to happen. Smiling you whisper in my ear,
“You should have been careful what you wished for…You’re mine now!”

It’s at that moment you take out an extra large roll of duct tape and put it right next to me. You then proceed to take your trainers off followed by your nasty soiled socks. I struggle desperately in vein because I know exactly what you’re going to do with them. You wave the nasty socks directly over my face letting me take a big whiff of it while your buddies start to laugh at me. I do my best to keep my mouth completely shut but it no use.

The combination of being short of breath followed by having my nose pinched shut by two of your fingers leaves me with no choice but to except the disgusting sock gag.

Once you have them shoved deep in my mouth, you take the roll of duct tape and immediately wrap it around my head about 15 times.
You even wrap it under and around my chin to make sure it stays in my mouth good and tight.

With the duct tape still in your hand, you temporally tape my arms to my side to keep me from fighting off your buddies.
Stepping back to admire your handy work, you teasingly say, “I better go get some of your down gear out. I wouldn’t want you to catch a cold!”

While you’re digging through my closet your buddies are proceeding to strip me down to my undies.
You return in hand with my big shiny LMR down suit complete with mitts and booties. You also have both my black 2200g and red 3500g down filled bags followed by a 12 pack of thick adult diapers. Your buddies start laughing at me histareckly for having diapers in my closet.
This makes me feel even more humiliated.

You order your buds to hold me down with more pressure while you take a diaper out of the pack.
It’s then when you notice the bulge in my underwear growing larger from the thought of what’s about to happen.
My face is super red at this point because of the huge erection I have going. You look at me with a sadistic smile before saying, “looks like you’re enjoying every moment of this. Let’s see if we can change that.” With that you unfold the diaper and fasten it securely around my waist. The diaper puts even more pressure on my erect member.

Right after that you reach into the pocket of your nylon track pants and pull out a remote control vibrator. Holding it up so I can see it,
I start struggling when I notice what it is in your hand. While laughing at my struggles you tape the vibrator good and tight over my diapered crotch. For added fun and humiliation, you slip another diaper on me to make sure I keep everything dry.

Next step is to take my big down suit and with the help of your buds; you force me into the suit starting with my legs then you guys put each of my arms through the sleeves. Next is putting on the down mitts and booties which you tape securely to the main part of my suit. This renders my hands completely useless. To make sure I don’t struggle too much, your buds tightly tie rope around my ankles, knees, waist, and chest keeping my arms pinned to my sides and my legs together.

Once completely tied inside the suit you zip the front zipper all the way up to my neck. Before zipping it up any further one of your buds hands you a Russian military gas mask. You slip it over my head before enclosing the down suit hood around it. Next you zip it up as far as the zipper will go so the only thing protruding from the hood is the gas mask breathing tube.

I’m all but blind at this point. I can barely make out what’s happening, but I do notice you walking towards me with both my LMR down bags with that same sadistic smile on your face. You start by having your buds lift me up in the air while you work the black 2200g filled bag up from my legs to my head. Once the bag is over my head, you zip it up all the way before tightening and knotting off both the neck and hood draw cords. You make sure the breathing tube from the gas mask is sticking out of my down bag cocoon.

Now I’m completely blind and I know I’m done for. I can’t see what’s going on but I can feel the pressure of you and your friends forcing my cocooned form into my much larger 3500g LMR bag. I felt totally drained of energy by just the thought of being tightly tied up in all this overfilled down gear. It was a little challenging but you ended up succeeding in fitting me in the second monstrous down sleeping bag. Same thing with the first bag…you tighten the hood and knot off both the draw cords making sure the breathing tube is the only thing sticking out of the bag.

I can already feel the heat building up at this point and I realize struggling will only make it worse. Now that I’m completely tied up in my down cocoon, with the help of your friends you strap me up to your padded medical gurney. I can feel even more pressure around me as you tighten the straps around my form.

You get real close to my hooded head and ask, “Are you having fun yet?” To which I can only respond with an angry, “MMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHH!” This response causes you and your friends to burst out laughing. “Ah, but we’re just getting started with you!”

With that you take one of your fowl smelling trainers as well as my breathing tube and shove the open end of the tube inside you trainer before taping them tightly together. This makes sure that not only will the smelly trainer stay in place, but it will also make sure that the only air I breathe in will be rancid. I can still slightly hear your friends commenting on how badly your trainers smell.

It takes a moment for me to process what’s happening but then the smell hits me and I know exactly what you just did. This causes me to struggle violently in my down prison. After a short time I end up giving up and just take in every breath of your smelly sneaker taped to my breathing tube.

Despite, having to breathe in your trainer and having your disgusting socks shoved deep in my mouth, I still have a raging hard on.
Suddenly I feel the remote control vibrator kick in. It’s a small yet powerful vibrator. The sensation causes me to spasm uncontrollably. You just sit back and laugh at me the whole time saying, “Ha-ha, You’re gonna have lots of fun with that vibrator strapped to your crotch! I’ve set it to random so you may or may not get off on it! We’re going to leave you at the mercy of it until we think you’ve had enough.
Then we might consider turning it off!”

Hearing what you said makes me struggle even more aggressively, but I know escape is hopeless.

I know you’re no amateur when it comes to tying someone up. You did an outstanding job of strapping me up good and tight in my down suit/sleeping bag prison. Making sure that escape was impossible.

You feel very confident that you have me hostage and that I’m yours to do what you want with.

After admiring your handy work for a little, you get close to where my ear is in the down prison and tell me, “Tying you down is thirsty work!”
Convinced that I’m under control you decide to go on a quick beer run with one of your pals while telling the other to keep an eye on me during that time. You’re only gone for about 5 minutes or so. (Cause there’s a liquor store right near my place)

When you get back, you spend some more time watching me thrash around trying to escape from the heat of the sleeping bag and down suit cocoon while also trying to dislodge the gas mask breathing tube from your rancid smelling trainers. I struggle desperately to try and get your fowl tasting socks out of my mouth but the 15 layers of duct tape around my head keep it in place no matter how hard I try.

The remote controlled vibrator strapped to my diapered crotch drives me to the brink of insanity. Every time it starts vibrating again,
you laugh menacingly at my predicament. In fact the more I struggle the more you tease me. You keep telling me how funny I look in my down cocoon and you’re not going to let me out for the rest of the night even if I need to use the bathroom. You also occasionally squeeze your trainer tightly around my breathing tube making the awful smell attacking my nostrils more intense.

To give me an idea of how thick and puffy my down suit/sleeping bag combo is, with your hands…you begin to rub it all over fiercely.
Enjoying the swooshing sound the soft shiny nylon makes. For added fun, you start slapping and lightly punching all around my cocooned body while jokingly asking if I can feel it.

After teasing me for a little while, you decide to leave me alone to take in the torture of my prison affecting all my senses.
During this time you and your pals end up chilling in my living room, watching TV and drinking some beers.

After a few hours you decide to call it a night and tell your buddies to leave. Before they go, you tell them to come back in the morning to have some more fun with me. You mention there’s absolutely no way I can escape and that I can easily be taken care of by you alone.
Your buddies agree and take off for the night.

Once they’ve left you say to me, “Well…I guess it’s just you and me now. Don’t worry though, they’ll be back tomorrow and well have even more fun with you. After we’re done here, we’re taking you and your down clothing collection with us back to my place where you’ll remain my hostage forever!”

These words literally put a chill in my body. Too bad that chill wasn’t enough to counteract the heat as I’ve been tied in my down prison for almost 4 hours. I’m sweating bullets inside from my trapped body heat and there’s nothing I can do about it.

It’s late at night and you’re getting very tired. I keep begging you through my fowl tasting gag to please let me go. You just come up to me and say, “I’m heading off to bed. I’ll be keeping you out here while I use your bedroom. Don’t want your constant mmmppphhhing disturbing my slumber! Besides, you look nice and comfy in your prison. Let’s see if you can last a whole night in there. Don’t worry, you’ll have the vibrator and my smelly trainer to keep you company!”

I tried begging even harder but this just causes you to burst out laughing again. I can’t believe you’re leaving me tied up like this in my own place while you're going to sleep in my room on my queen size bed.

Watching me struggle in my tight puffy and shiny down cocoon with the knowledge that every breathe I take goes through your awful smelling trainer. Not to mention knowing you have your soiled socks stuck in my mouth and a vibrator attached to me privates.
All this makes you become incredibly horny.

Before dozing off, you go into my closet and take out every piece of down clothing I have in there. (Including my sleeping bags) Throwing it on my bed making yourself a nice big down pile. You can’t help but rub one out using one of my down jacket’s sleeves.
After shooting your load in the sleeve, you feel very relieved.

You throw the used jacket on the floor and clean yourself off a little before getting on top of the down pile.
You get yourself nice and comfy in between all the down gear. Once comfortable you immediately fall into a deep sleep.


To Be Continued...
Last edited by puffalover on Mon Jun 23, 2014 8:56 pm, edited 2 times in total.
Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

Re: Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping (Mmm/M) PG-17

Postby puffalover » Tue Jun 10, 2014 4:03 am

BTW for the readers who aren't familiar with the brand of sleeping bags and downsuit in this story.

here are some photos of them
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My black 2200g filled bag and my red 3500g bag

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Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

Re: Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping (Mmm/M) PG-17

Postby bondagefreak » Tue Jun 10, 2014 9:55 pm

I only got one work to describe this right now: HOT!

Dude, you know me so well.
You're absolutely right. I'd go straight for your black 90s North Face Nuptse and layer it on top of another down jacket.

I'm really honoured to be in the story :odd: Thanks buddy!
Something else I like is that the scenario you created and the circumstances around the actual kidnapping are actually believeable.
That's really cool!

I'm really looking forward to reading how you're gonna escape and turn the tables.
Right now, your situation seems pretty hopeless.

I actually feel bad for you...all zipped up and strapped down, forced to take deep sniffs through my old wornout hightop sneaker...but at the same time I love imagining you that way. I'd have so much fun watching you shake your head and hearing you moan and plead after each breath! :o

Fantastic job so far!
Can't wait to see what you have in store for me.
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Re: Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping (Mmm/M) PG-17

Postby puffalover » Thu Jun 12, 2014 8:21 pm

bondagefreak wrote:I only got one work to describe this right now: HOT!

Dude, you know me so well.
You're absolutely right. I'd go straight for your black 90s North Face Nuptse and layer it on top of another down jacket.

I'm really honoured to be in the story :odd: Thanks buddy!
Something else I like is that the scenario you created and the circumstances around the actual kidnapping are actually believeable.
That's really cool!

I'm really looking forward to reading how you're gonna escape and turn the tables.
Right now, your situation seems pretty hopeless.

I actually feel bad for you...all zipped up and strapped down, forced to take deep sniffs through my old wornout hightop sneaker...but at the same time I love imagining you that way. I'd have so much fun watching you shake your head and hearing you moan and plead after each breath! :o

Fantastic job so far!
Can't wait to see what you have in store for me.


Thanks for the positive feedback bondagefreak! :) It really means a lot to me.

I'll be posting part 2 shortly...I should warn you it's more extreme than part 1, but I think you'll like it!
Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

Re: Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping (Mmm/M) PG-17

Postby bondagefreak » Thu Jun 12, 2014 8:24 pm

Don't mention it, my friend. Hopefully you'll be getting feedback from our other readers as well.

puffalover wrote:I'll be posting part 2 shortly...I should warn you it's more extreme than part 1, but I think you'll like it!


I was hoping you'd say that :quirk:
Can't wait to see what you have in store for me :mouthopen:

It's great to have another writer on this site!
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Re: Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping (Mmm/M) PG-17

Postby NemesisPrime » Thu Jun 12, 2014 8:53 pm

bondagefreak wrote:Don't mention it, my friend. Hopefully you'll be getting feedback from our other readers as well.

puffalover wrote:I'll be posting part 2 shortly...I should warn you it's more extreme than part 1, but I think you'll like it!


I was hoping you'd say that :quirk:
Can't wait to see what you have in store for me :mouthopen:

It's great to have another writer on this site!

Especially me, I love a good m/m story that involves worn sports gears, socks, and sneakers!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping (Mmm/M) PG-17(Part 2 Ad

Postby puffalover » Sat Jun 14, 2014 10:08 pm

Revenge for Attempted Kidnapping


PART 2

After being asleep for sometime…you are suddenly awoken by a loud bang. This jolts you right awake.
You turn the light on; get up off my bed before opening the bedroom door slowly. As soon as the door is slightly ajar I plow into it with the full force of my body weight.

The door flies open, pinning you in between the wall and the door itself. The force of the door hitting you causes you to lose your breath temporarily.

I immerge in a weakened state, completely free of my down suit/sleeping bag prison. Once you catch your breath, you look up at me with utter shocked and disbelief on your face. You think to yourself, I made sure escape was absolutely impossible, how the hell could he have gotten free?

I don’t give you much time to think it over as I jump on you. Using some of the moves I’ve learned in Jiu Jitsu I do my best in a weakened state to submit you. Despite having almost 100lbs on you, I still struggle to get you under my control.

You put up a valiant effort, but once I have a sleeper hold locked on you there’s nothing you can do. After a short time you pass out from lack of oxygen. Not to worry. When I let go, you are still breathing. I know when to release the hold so you don’t suffocate.
It just knocks you out for a little.

I know I don’t have much time to work with. I do my best to tie you up securely. While you’re still knocked out, I temporarily tie your arms and legs behind your back in a hogtie position using the roll of duct tape you left in my living room. I quickly decide how I want to tie you up more permanently. First I gather up some of my down clothing that I know would come in handy. I grab a bunch of rope as well.

I really want to make you suffer for what you and your buddies did to me. (Even though I really enjoyed every moment of it) I undo your hogtie and begin by stripping you completely naked. From there I take a pair of my Millet Expert down pants and work them up over your legs until they’re on you securely with the straps up over your shoulders. Next I do the same with my Feathered Friend’s Frontpoint pants. Now for your top, I zip you up in my shiny TNF novelty Nuptse vest followed by my Marmot Stockholm jacket and RAB Infinity jacket.

I also put each of your smelly feet in a pair of my down booties tapping them securely to the your down pants. I do the same with a pair of down gloves making sure your hands are completely useless. Satisfied with the way you look, I still feel there’s something missing. I take another look at my down clothing pile and think, “Of course!” From there I pick up my overfilled Feathered Friends down suit and with a little bit of a struggle, I put it on you over all the other layers of down clothing.

The suit is size: XXL so by itself I know it would be too big for you, but it fits you perfectly now that you have all the layers of down on underneath. I’ll make sure that all three of your down hoods will soon be tightly fixed around your head, but I have other plans first.
To make sure you don’t go anywhere, I figure I’d use the padded gurney that you used to tie me down on. It saves me some time as the straps are already attached to it.

I lift you up and put you on it. I use my body weight to hold you down in case you wake up before I have you completely strapped in. I strap you down at your ankles, knees, thighs, waist, stomach, and chest. For added security, I do the same with some of my rope and triple knot every ending of it. I thought about strapping you down at your head and neck, but I want you to see your cocooned form. I also want you to see how I’m going to torture you.

Now even if you wake up, you are completely helpless. I almost forgot that you’re not gagged yet. I don’t want to go overboard with the gag just yet so I simply apply a few layers of duct tape around your mouth.

While I wait for you to wake up, I go into my dresser draw which has all my sex toys in it. I take out my Hitachi wand vibrator and my Venus 2000 milker. It turns out I have a separate receiver for the machine so I don’t have to use my own. I also take out some lube. I plug both of them in the outlet closest to where I have you tied up.

I notice you’re starting to come to. For fun, I give you a few light slaps on your cheeks until you’re completely awake and aware. Once you are awake. It takes a moment but you soon regain your memory. You try struggling with all your might, but realize you can’t move an inch.
I burst out laughing at your attempts to break free. I say to you in a deep voice, “Good morning sleepy head! As you can see, I have you tied up tightly in my favorite down clothing. There’s no way you’ll ever be able to escape on your own. You’re at my mercy now!”

With hearing that you try to yell out, it’s then that you realize you’re also gagged. I don’t want any nosy neighbors hearing you whine so I put the TV on and turn the volume up.

I let you take a moment to see what you’re tied up in. You notice and feel how big and puffy my FF down suit is, but you also feel additional down layers underneath it. The heat is steadily building up inside your down prison. All you can think about is how was he able to escape and what sort of torture does he have in store for me?

I look you right in your eyes seeing the mixture of fear and excitement in them. I say to you “Don’t worry. Before I get started torturing you in your new down prison I’m gonna fill you in on how I was able to break free.”

“First off, don’t feel so bad…you did an amazing job tying me up securely. The problem was when you went on your beer run…you trusted me with the wrong person. As you know our mutual friend was in charge of watching me while you were away. As soon as you left, he let me know who he was and that he’s been planning his revenge on me for quite some time. He felt that having me tied up the way I was satisfied him to where he told me: we are even at this point.”

“He also mentioned that a long time ago, you did something very similar to what I did only you were a lot harsher about it. He told me that during a winter camping trip, you tied him up in his snowsuit and mummy sleeping bag; you gagged him with both of your dirty socks that you were wearing all week. You strapped him down in his own bag before taking one of your sneakers and planting it over his face. You used duct tape to make sure it stayed put. Next you tightened the hood around his head so the only thing that could be seen sticking out was your sneaker.”

“He went on to tell me, you left him like that the whole night. You even took some photos of him tied up like this and threatened to share them with everyone. He never forgot about this even though he plays it cool now. For the longest time he was waiting for the right moment to get back at you and me.”

“If you ask me…it was pretty genius as he killed two birds with one stone, and barely had to do anything. As soon as he was done explaining everything, he unzipped both my bags at the lower part and undid the tape around my mitted hands before reaching in deeper and loosening the rope around my down suit. He also unknotted the neck draw cord of both my sleeping bags, but kept the hood cords knotted”
“He told me we are even, but that he wasn’t going to make it too easy for me. He zipped the bags back up and kept the outside straps tight. He finished by telling me to be silent and patient about wiggling my way out and that I’d be totally screwed if you discover I’m not completely bound in my cocoon. He also mentioned some payback ideas once I was free”

“Well...I can’t tell you how relieved I was when you sent your buddies home and decided to sleep in my room with my door closed. Ha! That was a big mistake on your part. Though I’ll admit, even though my bounds were loose inside my bags I still struggle a lot and it took some time to get completely out of my cocoon. I also had to worry about not waking you up so I wiggled as silently as I could.”

“Once I was free of my bags I was still in my suit. I must say it took some effort to get free from it and unwrap all the tape around my mouth before spitting out your nasty socks.”

“Oh and by the way, that loud noise that woke you up was me slamming the gurney to the floor. I figured you had the bedroom door locked, so rather than taking time trying to break down the door and losing the element of surprise; I decided to find a way to have you open the door for me.”

Being up to date with everything, your face turns bright red from embarrassment. “How could I not see this coming?” You thought to yourself.
Once again, I don’t give you a lot of time to think about it. “Looks like it’s time for your torture!” I say in a cruel voice.

I start by holding up a pair of my underwear and ask, “Recognize these? These are my undies you kept on me under my diapers when I was tied in my down prison! As you can see they’re completely saturated in a combination of my sweat and cum and now they’re going in your mouth!”

With those words you struggle fiercely trying to avoid my nasty underwear, but you know deep down its no use. I undo the tape around your mouth and attempt to shove them in. You make sure to keep your mouth closed. This just causes me to pinch your nose shut until you have no choice but to open your mouth.

Once your mouth is open I shove my undies deep inside letting you taste my salty sweat and cum. The taste causes you to struggle even more which in turn causes me to laugh histareckly. I then take the socks you gagged me with and put them directly over your mouth before taking the roll of duct tape and wrapping it around your head about 30 times keeping the dirty soaked socks tightly pressed over your mouth and underwear gag.

“Nothing like a taste of your own medicine ah! Don’t worry; I’ve got lots more planned for you!” I thought I’d tell you that the down pants and suit I have you tied up in all have zippers that can open at the crotch area. That’s right! I’m gonna have lots of fun teasing you!”

With that I open the second zipper of your down suit exposing your crotch area which is still covered by the two pairs of down pants I have you tied in. I pick up my Hitachi wand vibrator which is already plugged in, and hold it up so you can see it.

Just the site of it causes you to struggle profusely and moan into your underwear gag. Your struggling only causes me to start laughing again at your situation and tell you to, “shut up! You know you had this coming dude! Besides you might actually enjoy it.”

I turn the vibrator on the low setting. However with this vibrator, even the low setting is very powerful. I begin by messaging your legs with it over your down suit prison. While moving the vibrator up and down around your legs and lower torso, I notice through your pairs of down pants that your bulge is growing larger.

After a few moments I take the vibrator and start messaging your private area. The feeling of having the powerful vibrator messaging up and down your erect manhood causes you to struggle and moan even more. The only thing is…I’m not applying a lot of pressure so despite getting loads of pleasure from the vibrator it’s not nearly enough to put you over the edge. This is the true meaning of torture.

“I bet your enjoying this!” I say to you while I continue rubbing the vibrator over your puffy covered member. After a short while I leave the vibrator stuck in between your crotch and zip the down suit zippers around it making sure it stays put over your sensitive area. I leave you to enjoy the torture while I go grab my phone and text our buddy to let him know the tables have turned. I also tell him that his presence will not be needed until later the next day as I want to have some fun with you. Our friend immediately response with a reply saying, “Ok, that’s cool. Be sure to torture the crap out of him and take some good photos of it.”

Smiling, I walk up to you while you’re still struggling form the onslaught of the vibrator and show you the text messages on my phone. After reading it, your spirit pretty much breaks in half. The feeling of being betrayed is worse then what you’re currently going through in your down prison.

To refocus your attention I violently shake the vibrator around. This action keeps your mind off feeling sorry for yourself. After what feels like an eternity I turn the torturous vibrator off before you can relieve yourself. This gives you a combination of feeling both frustrated and relieved.

I disappear for a few moments to gather some things. When I return, I have your gas mask in hand along with my sneakers and your trainers. I bring everything over so you can see what I have in my hands. I tell you, “It’s time for a little sniffing test. Just a fair warning, the gas mask kind of smells funky from my sweat. I’ll admit my sneakers may not smell as bad as your trainers, but I’ve been wearing these almost every day for over a year now so they definitely don’t smell pretty.”

With that I take the gas mask you used on me earlier, and put it over your face making sure it’s completely secure. I then take each of your down jacket hoods and pull them up over your head before zipping each jacket as far as it will go. I tighten both draw cords making sure your gas masked face is nice and snug. I do the exact same thing with your overfilled down suit hood. It’s quite an amazing sensation having all that down padding tightly wrapped around your head. You can immediately feel the heat around your head.

Without wasting anytime I take my own sneaker and slip your breathing tube inside it. I tape the tube nice and tight to my sneaker making sure it’s not going anywhere. If fact I use a ridiculous amount of duct tape just to be safe.

After a short minute the sour smell hits your nostrils causing you to try with all your might to dislodge the breathing tube from the shoe. In the end it’s no use. Being strapped up tight in my down clothing keeps your struggles at a minimum. After I’m done laughing at you, I jokingly ask, “Can you guess whose sneaker that is?”

All you can manage to say through your nasty underwear gag is, “MMMMPPPPHHH!” To which I respond with, “No sorry, that’s incorrect.
Now it’s time for some more torture!” I leave you to enjoy the smell of my sneaker while I get my Venus 2000 ready for you.


Part 2 Will Continue...
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Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

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Postby puffalover » Sat Jun 14, 2014 10:54 pm

Continuation of Part 2


Once The Venus 2000 is good to go, I hold it up so you can see it. I tell you, “This is the V2K penis milker. Not sure if your familiar with it, but it’s a marvelous device that resembles a cow milker only instead it’s designed to milk your cock. It can be used for endless amounts of pleasure or endless torture!”

After explaining this, I take the receiver end of the milker and apply a generous amount of lube inside it. I then unzip the second zipper of your FF down suit followed by both the crotch zippers of your down pants. Once completely unzipped you erect member immediately stands up out of all the down layers as though it wants to be tortured. I teasingly say to you, “looks like you’re already to go for some milking!”

You do your best to try and conceal your erection and embarrassment, but you can’t help but feel excited for what’s about to happen. I waste no time slowly almost teasingly slipping the milker on over your erect member. Once it’s on, you can immediately feel the pleasurable sensation of the lubed up rubber inside lightly gripping your cock.

With a sadistic smile on my face I turn the milker on. I start it out on the slow setting. It begins to suck you in and then ride up and down your member while lightly gripping it. On the low setting, it feels like your getting a light blow job. I make sure to keep it on the low setting so that you’re getting pleasure from it but not enough to climax. You enjoy this very much at the beginning breathing in more heavily the stench of my sneaker tied to your breathing tube. After a short while though all you can think about is trying to shoot your load,
but the milker is going too slow to let you finish.

While you’re struggling against the milker trying to reach an orgasm, I keep tightly gripping my smelly sneaker around your breathing tube. This causes less air to come in through the tube and also makes the smell more concentrated. With the feeling of not being able to take deep breaths along with the tremendous amount of heat building up in your down suit prison nearly causes you to have a panic attack.

I notice this and I soon allow more air to come in through your tube. You feel a little relieved because you can breathe fully again even though all the air is still rancid smelling.

I leave you at the mercy of the milker while I grab a long bungee cord. I take the cord and wrap it around the receiver going up and down your cock. Next I wrap it around your puffy covered sides before tying the cord together around your down suited form. This will make sure that no matter how hard you struggle and thrash around, the milker will stay put over your member.

Satisfied with your predicament, I decided you’ve had enough of my smelly sneaker for now. It takes sometime but I untapped it from your breathing tube giving you some fresh air. Though you feel relieved breathing in some fresh air, it doesn’t last long as I take your fowl smelling trainer that you used on me earlier and tape even more securely to your breathing tube then I did with my own sneaker.

You can’t help but struggle as you know how bad your own trainers smell. While you’re enjoying the stench I speed up the milker a little. The combination of having to breath in your own trainer along with having my worn underwear shoved deep in your mouth not to mention your super hot down clothing prison and that relentless penis milker attached to your cock going nonstop is enough to make you want to rethink about ever wanting to kidnap me in the first place.

At this point I’ve kept you strapped to your medical gurney and tied up in my FF down suit and other down clothing for over an hour. I don’t know but I bet your sweating profusely from the heat of your down prison. I could care less how much you’re sweating as I’m in total revenge mode.

After teasing you for a little while with the V2K on a slow speed I turn it up to almost full speed. Your reaction from this almost causes you to tip the gurney over. The Venus continues riding you on high speed to the point of climaxing. Just before you’re about to cum I turn it back down to the slowest speed. I love watching the look of frustration on your face as you were unable to relieve yourself.

I continue the process of bringing you on the verge of climaxing only to turn the Venus off before you can finish. This goes on for the better part of an hour and while the Venus is riding your member non-stop, I continue to squeeze you smelly trainer tightly around your breathing tube.

After a while, I think to myself that you are somewhat use to the smell of you high top. I think it’s not as much fun if your already use to a fowl smelling sneaker and my sneakers don’t smell anywhere near as bad so I think out loud to myself, “what do I have here that could possibly smell worse than your high tops?” After pondering for a few and watching you struggle…it finally hits me. I know what I could make you breathe in that would surely smell worse than your old trainers. While still being sexually assaulted by my V2K milker I give you a sinister look that laterally strikes fear in your heart before disappearing for a moment.

I return shortly with a garbage can from my kitchen. Inside is a trash bag filled to the top with two week old kitchen waste. I make sure that you get a good look at it through the foggy glass eyes of your gas mask. Once you identify what it is you yell louder than ever before through your underwear, sock, and tape gag.

While you’re attempting to yell and trying to escape, I just stare at you with the garbage can in hand and start laughing very cruelly. I say in an evil voice, “you should’ve thought twice about trying kidnap me. Now you’re gonna spend the rest of the night breathing in the smell of my truly rancid kitchen garbage! I know this will smell worse than your trainers, but don’t worry too much…I’ll throw your trainers in the garbage to freshen the air you’re going to breathe in!”

You beg me with all whimpering you can muster up, not to force you to breathe in the smell of the rotting garbage. I explain to you while you’re still whining through your underwear gag, “You think I’m gonna show you mercy after entering my place to kidnap me, and after the way you had me tied up? You’re dreaming!” After shouting these words out at you I take your breathing tube and untape it from your high top before shoving the open end in the trash bag full of rancid garbage. For fun I throw both of your high tops in as well.

I can tell from you’re response that the smell is beyond unbearable. Even though you no escape is impossible you still try and struggle as hard as you can to get free from the smell. I cruelly inform you that the more you struggle the harder you breathe in the nasty garbage fumes. Next step, I take the full trash bag and tie it around your breathing tube making sure the rancid air is the only air to reach your nostrils. To make sure you don’t asphyxiate yourself I poke a few holes in the bag.

Now that your sense of smell is taken care of, I refocus my attention to the Venus 2000. I continue edging you to orgasm for another hour or so before turning the machine back down to the slower setting. The whole time all your senses are being tortured by rancid garbage fumes you’re breathing in, the relentless heat of my overfilled FF down suit and co, the fowl tasting underwear gag trapped deep in your mouth, and the Venus milking your dick to no end.

Right now your energy and spirits are at an all time low, even though I know you’re secretly enjoying this.

I decided that you deserve a little reward after all that edging torture I put you through.
I feel it’s time to give you some release.

Even with everything I’m putting you through you are still horny as hell and it doesn’t help that the milker is keeping you hard against your will. I move the speed knob of the milker to almost full speed. Once again the feeling causes you to squirm even harder while you’re tied up in my down suit. The pleasure is amazing but in the back of your head you think I’m just going to turn it off before you can finish.

While being tortured even more by the Venus, I take the trash bag that contains my disgusting garbage and your breathing tube inside and tighten it around the tube with my hands. This action makes the awful stench even worse. All while the milker keeps gripping up and down your shaft at close to full speed.

After just a few minutes you can’t hold it in for much longer. You nearly jump out of your bonds as you experience one of the biggest orgasms of your life. The ecstasy is nearly enough to forget that you’re tied up in my super hot down suit and forced to breath in my old kitchen garbage fumes. Your cum fills the receiver of the Venus, but I’m not done just yet. After you come back down to earth from your incredible climax you realize that the milker is still pumping your member and close to full speed.

The sensation of device still riding your now very sensitive cock is enough to cause you to spasm any yell out through your gag uncontrollably. I bust out laughing some more at your struggles. I let the post orgasm torture go on for quite some time. It’s at that point I take out my camera and start taking some really hot photos of you while you desperately try to free yourself from the cruel torture of the milker. Noticing out of the corner of your eye that I’m snapping photos of your bound self causes you to scream louder through your gag. All that accomplished was having the Venus turned up to full speed.

I leave it on full speed for another fifteen minutes or so. After I felt you’ve had enough post orgasm torture I reach for the controls to turn the machine off. Before I do however something amazing happens. While your super sensitive cock is being abused by the milker at full speed and your struggles continue, you actually reach a second orgasm. This one was just as intense as the first one. I stare at you with amazement before finally turning the machine off.

“Wow, that was awesome! You definitely have some sexual stamina there!” I say to you in a surprised voice. Being very low on energy and moral all you can do is lightly moan into your gag.

After turning the machine off, I remove the receiver end from your member before cleaning you off. I then untie the garbage filled bag from your breathing tube giving you some much needed fresh air. It’s about 4:00 in the morning now and I’m incredibly tired from the tremendous amount of torturing.

Before I retire for the night, I decide to ungag you for a moment to give you some water. I warn you that If you so much as talk when your ungagged, I’ll leave you in tied up even tighter in my down suit and force you to smell my nasty kitchen garbage up close for the rest of the night. I untie all three of your down hoods. I then take off your gas mask and though it takes some time, I undo the layers of tape around your head before yanking my underwear out of your mouth. You make sure to remain completely silent while ungagged and just enjoy the refreshing water.

Once I feel you’ve had enough water, I shove my underwear back in your mouth before wrapping some fresh layers of duct tape around it. You moan angrily at me thinking you were free from my fowl underwear.

I say to you, “It’s been loads of fun playing with you but it’s time for me to go to bed. I think after all the torture you could use some rest too. I should mention that I sent the hot photos I took of you to our buddy. You shouldn’t worry; we’re not going to share them with anyone just yet. I’ll be letting you go after some more fun tomorrow. I’m going to warn you that if you ever plan on tying us up again without our permission, we will post the photos of you on every social site there is on the internet!”

Your face gets bright red in the thought of having everyone seeing you tied up like that. I finish by saying, “Before I hit the sack I should get you ready for bed. Earlier you insisted on keeping my bundled up in my down suit/sleeping bag cocoon. Now since I’m in control, I’m keeping you tied up in my down suit prison. I need to add a couple things before you’re ready to go to sleep”

After I’m done talking you use whatever energy you have left to beg me through your gag to let you go. I simply ignore you and disappear for a quick moment. I return with a diaper in one hand and the same remote control vibrator you used on me earlier in the other.

You struggle with what strength you have left but it’s no use. I laugh some more at your weak attempts to escape while reaching in and temporarily pulling down your down pants. I fit the diaper on around your waist and tape the sides of it securely. I then tape the remote vibrator tightly over the crotch area of your diaper. Next I bring your down pants back up zipping them closed and I do the same with the down suit.

“I don’t want you taking a leak in my down clothing so just to be safe I put a diaper on you. Oh and the vibrator is just a bonus. I’m gonna set it to random the same way you did to me. Well I think your all ready for bed now…Oh wait I almost forgot one last thing!” I say to you again in a sinister voice.

I leave you for a moment only to return with one of your trainers I pulled out of my garbage and the large roll of duct tape. I see your eyes widen when you take a close look at what I have. At this point you don’t even struggle at all while I take your trainer that smells even worse than before and plant it firmly over your face. I make sure the only air you can breathe is through the inside of the very smelly sneaker. I then wrap the roll of duct tape around the sneaker and around your head about two dozen times making sure the sneaker won’t come off no matter how hard you struggle. I then refasten all your down jacket and suit hoods.

Lastly I turn the vibrator on a lower setting to start and then leave it at random. “You look nice and comfy like that. I think I’ll leave you alone to get some sleep. However I’ll be sleeping out here though to keep a close eye on you. Don’t want you getting any bright ideas!” With that I get inside my big red LMR mummy sleeping bag and lay down on my couch which is right near you.

Before falling asleep I can’t help but watch you struggle in your down prison and trainer tape securely around your face. I start lightly jerking myself off inside my bag while watching you, but I’m so worn out that I fall asleep before I can finish.
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Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

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Postby bondagefreak » Sun Jun 15, 2014 9:21 pm

Wow! Wow! Wow! Such kinky thoughts rolling around in that evil-twisted mind of yours!
Must be the heat from all those hooded down jackets you're wearing :lol:

I loved every minute of this!
The garbage-smelling part was especially awful. Yes, awful!
That'd be a really nasty way of getting back at someone.
But I confess...I deserved every bit of it :quirk:

I'd be so happy all strapped up inside your down jackets and suits...and to be milked at the same time...wow!

Just the feeling of being layered up naked inside all those puffy, shiny down pants would drive me insane.

Well...I learn't my lesson.
Next time I wanna tie you up, I'll ask...or not :quirk:


Just on a sidenote, I really hope you continue writing.
I'd definitely enjoy reading more stories from you, my friend.
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Postby Ryguy98 » Sun Jun 15, 2014 9:50 pm

This is a great story! I love all the gags and sneaker smelling, keep up the good work

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Postby puffalover » Mon Jun 16, 2014 8:24 pm

Thanks for the compliments guys!

Again it really means a lot to me.

bondagefreak wrote:Such kinky thoughts rolling around in that evil-twisted mind of yours!Must be the heat from all those hooded down jackets you're wearing I loved every minute of this!The garbage-smelling part was especially awful. Yes, awful!That'd be a really nasty way of getting back at someone.But I confess...I deserved every bit of it


I warned you that part 2 was going to be more extreme! :D I'm glad you enjoyed reading it.

I may write some more in the near future, but now I'm looking forward to reading some more of your great stories. :)
Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

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Postby puffalover » Mon Jun 16, 2014 9:33 pm

Also, here's a photo of the down clothing I used in the story to tie bondagefreak up in.

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The down clothing you see is my Marmot Stockholm jacket, my TNF novelty nuptse vest, my FF overfilled downsuit, my RAB xfinity jacket, and my Millet down pants.

I guarantee you would barely last an hour being layered up and tied up in all this down clothing. I would know from experience! :)
Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

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Postby bondagefreak » Wed Jun 18, 2014 12:57 pm

Awesome gear! The suit looks really neat, though I must say I have a week spot for Nuptse jackets and vests.
They just look so chunky compared to most other down jackets.
The RAB jacket looks pretty sweet as well.

I'd love to be strapped down in all that gear! :o
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