Not Revenge Again

Postby QWERTY » Sun May 12, 2013 1:19 pm

Party True
Me and my friend (I'll call her Bella) were having a sleepover by ourselves one day. Our parents had gone out of town for the weekend, leaving us with a huge opportunity. On Friday, Bella came over and our parents left. We talked for a awhile and watched a movie. Around seven, it was dark outside. Our movie had finished. It was dark in the basement. The few skinny windows we had were closed, because of the movie.

Bella was bored. Her being bored was not usually good. We went into this back little area that is a HUGE walk-in closet. It could be a room it was so big. On the left side there was a a washer and dryer with tools stacked in boxes. There were no lights, we used the little light coming from the door. It was basically a doorframe with linen sheets hanging on it. So it started when she tripped and fell on me. I tackled her after. After that, we spent the next hour wrestling. (Not too intentionally hurt each other). Unfortunately, Bella was stronger and most of the time I found my hands pinned over my head and her on top of me victoriously.

The eighth time she did this, she held my wrists together on top of my head with one hand, and put the bulk of her weight on my legs. I was struggling fiercely.

"You really want to get out of this, don't you?" she teased, "Hmmm . . ."

Then she reached over with her extra hand and grabbed a dirty sock and a scarf. "Open wide," She grinned deviously. I clamped my mouth shut til she used her extra hand to tickle me. I had no choice but to laugh. As soon as I opened my mouth, two dirty grimy high school boy socks were shoved in my mouth. The second one didn't quite fit.

She tied the scarf around my head to keep it in place. Then she reached back in the pile and found a belt. She tied my wrists together above my head with it. Bella turned around on her sitting position. She was now facing my feet. She grabbed two belts and fasted my ankles together. THen she stood up and left me on the floor struggling.

She went over to the washer and dryer, where there were kitchen cabinets on top, and pulled out a roll of duct tape. She came back and sat on me again. First she used duct tape to secure my gag, and then rolled it around my wrists and ankles. For good measure, she took an old hose and tied my thighs and knees together.

Once Bella was done, she stood up and admired her work. She pulled out a ponytail and tied my hair back, to be nice. I was struggling on the ground. She took out her phone and took a video. Then she came back and sat on me.

"Lets have a competition," she said, "Whoever ends up winning in the next ten minutes gets dinner."

But of course I was gagged so I could do nothing but scream into it and shake my head furiously. Bella laughed and got up.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, GO!" she yelled.

I tried to roll away but Bella came and sat on top of me. Then her eyes lit up. She hauled me over to the little pole thing we had in our basement. It was smooth wood.

"Lets have some fun," she said.

Bella came over and pushed me against the pole. She duct taped my feet to it and held my wrists above me head with one hand while she taped my body with the other. When she was done, she untied my wrists, and then force them behind my back around the pole. She tied them together again with two belts. Then she slowly undid my ankles and knees and used some old rope to tie them more securely. She repeated the entire process with the rope. I struggled against my bonds, but to no avail.

She dusted her hands and looked at her work with a glint of admiration in her eye. She then took a picture with her phone and set it as her lock screen. It got her bursting into fits of laughter whenever she saw it. Bella decided to have some fun and ate my favorite dinner right there in front of me watching the Vampire Diaries.

THen she cleaned up and came back down. She tickled me for fifteen minutes straight until I passed out. When I woke up, I was greeted with a mirror to my face. I gasped, but it was muffled by the gag. I looked hideous[i][/i] .

She laughed at my expression. She had done my hair and makeup to make me look . . . THen she took another picture. Bella checked the time and looked at me.

"Nighty nights!" she said sweetly.

Shr brushed and changed and got her sleeping bag down to the basement beside me. She untied me long enough for a bathroom break, but kept the gag in. WHen I walked out, she tackled me and re-tied me with rope.

"We'll have even more fun tomorrow," she said as she drifted into sleep, leaving me tied and gagged to the pole.

TBC

Re: Not Revenge Again

Postby Tieup1 » Mon May 13, 2013 3:14 pm

Nice story, hope to see more !

Re: Not Revenge Again

Postby sarumansauron » Mon May 13, 2013 4:17 pm

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

Re: Not Revenge Again

Postby QWERTY » Fri May 17, 2013 2:31 pm

To sarumansauron and Tieup1 : Thanks! I don't know how to reply to you though . . . I think this is it.

Re: Not Revenge Again

Postby Tieup1 » Sat May 18, 2013 8:44 am

Thats a shame, with you tied to that pole, surely Bella could have some more fun with you. :tied: