Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby lasse672000 » Sat Jun 27, 2009 11:05 am

I had arranged for us to meet, after she’d come home from her dance practice. I had told her not to change out of her dance wear. Luckily it was summer, so she wouldn’t get to cold on her way back, dressed as she was in a thin knee length, summer coat, a black, short sleeved leotard and sheer, white tights and runner shoes.

I put my hand in my trouser pocket just to make sure, I had the gear ready. She knew I was going to tie her up at some point, she just didn’t know when or where. She thought we were going to meet at her home, but I hid just outside the dance studio. The door opened and the girls (and boys) started to come out. There she was, one of the few that still wore their dance clothes. I recognized her because of her red hair, that was so long she actually could sit on it. Now it was held back with a rubber band, in a colour that really suited her red hair and pale skin. “Snap out of it!” I thought angrily. “You’re here to honour an agreement, not to gawk at girls!” The only downside was, she left in the company of some friends and I had to wait for them to part company. One thing I found peculiar, though, was that none of them had changed their clothes. They were all dressed the same way in leotards and tights with runner shoes on their feet.

I followed them for a while, until the parted company at a crossing. She went straight ahead while the others turned to the left. We were, by now, close to her home. I started walking a bit faster and caught up with her between two streetlights. I shoved my index finger in her back and hissed with my best `bad guy´ voice: “Do as your told and you won’t get hurt! Put your hands on your back!” She did as she was told. I quickly took out a piece of rope, two meters long. I folded it in half and started looping it around her wrists. Towards the end I changed direction and cinched it off in the middle, making sure she could not get at the knot to easily with her fingers. She now had her hands tied safely behind her back.
Then I took another piece of rope and put it around her waist, knotting it off in front. I then took the loose ends at put them between her legs, making a final knot around the middle of her already tied hands, so the harder she pulled on her hands, the more discomfort she would feel in the area between her legs. I then stuff gagged her and more or less dragged her towards her home. She had given me her keys earlier as her parents had gone away for the weekend and I was “babysitting“ her. We both felt it was unnecessary as she was fifteen years old.

Anyway! I opened the door and dragged her into the livingroom. I untied the rope that went between her legs and around her waist and pushed her down onto the chair that stood in the middle of the room. I had taken a car seat harness we had found in a box and fastened it to the chair. Now I quickly fastened the belt around her lap. Then came the straps over her shoulders and between her legs. I pulled the straps as tight as I could. She “Umphed” a bit as she still had her hands tied behind her back.

I took her shoes off, and I just couldn’t resist tickling her feet, rather mercilessly, for a while. After about five minutes of tickling I finally tied her knees and ankles together. I stood up and took out her gag, Then I asked if she was O.K. She said she was and I put the gag back. As by chance (Yea, right!) the chair was turned towards the TV and I put it on, turning it to a channel that showed cartoons and that she umphed that she wanted to watch. Then I went into the kitchen and made dinner. When it was ready, I went into the livingroom and freed her from that car seat harness, but I put her in another one in the kitchen before we ate. When she was secured at the table, I freed her hands and ungagged her, so she could eat.

She remained tied up, gagged, harnessed and in her dance clothes almost the whole time, until she went to bed that night, allowing only a few short bathroom brakes.

The next day I hadn’t planned to have her tied up, but some of her friends turned up, shortly after breakfast, dressed in dance leotards and tights. The sight of her friends dressed in that way, made her go in to her room and change, from the dress she had been wearing, into the dance clothes she had worn the night before. Then she walked over to me and whispered in my ear “Why don’t you tie us all up?” I whispered back, that the thought already had crossed my mind. I stood in front of them and made them stand on a line. Then I made them put their hands together in front of them and I tied them, making sure that the loose ends were knotted off at their backs, effectively pinning their hands to their crotches. Then I made them sit, back to back, on the floor and tied their waists together making four pairs of bound girls on the floor. Then I tied their feet together as well.
When I was done, I asked them if they were as comfortable as they could be and did they want to be gagged too? They all said “yes” and after a short while, I had myself eight bound and gagged dancers sitting on the floor.

They ended up being tied that way until lunch time. By then, they all indicated they had enough and I let them go. As they went out of the door, some of them said they actually wanted to do this again, soon.
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Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby lasse672000 » Sun Jun 28, 2009 12:58 pm

More girl dancers!
Several weeks had passed since I tied up a fifteen year old girl and her friends. I had been over to her house a couple of times, during that time but I hadn’t had the opportunity to tie her up again. That was mostly because her parents were home most of the time.

Then out of the blue, she calls me up one day and asks me “Do you remember the day you tied us up, me and some of my friends?”
“Eh, yea.” I said cautiously, not at all sure in what direction this was heading.
“Well,” she said, “ I, or rather we, were wondering if we could have repeat performance, so to speak, soon? I think my parents will call you soon to have you come over and “baby sit” me again, and I, or we, thought it would be a perfect opportunity.”

Sure enough, within two hours, her parents called and we arranged for me to come and “baby sit” a couple of days later.
When I got there, she was dressed in a pink jogging suit and jogging shoes of a very well known brand. We said good-bye to her parents as they left and then went into the living room. She sat down on the couch and began taking the suit off. Underneath it she was dressed in her black, short-sleeved dance leotard and sheer tights, tan this time.
“Could you help me with one thing? Before my friends get here?” she asked, when she had finished taking off her jogging suit. “Could you help me take in some chairs from the kitchen? I’ll help you, of course. We need six chairs, I think. We all got sore bums‘ last time from sitting on the floor you see, so we decided on chairs this time”
So we went into the kitchen and got the chairs we needed from there. Then she went to her room. “To get some rope,” she said. She came back, holding a big bundle of rope in her arms. She put them on the livingroom table. Then she selected one and held it up to me and said “Could you tie my hands like you did the last time?” I did so and found that the rope was long enough, for it to be taken between her legs and tied off at the front. She didn’t want to be tied to a chair, until the other girls had come.

Soon, the other girls started to arrive. They took off the coats and running suits, revealing their dance leotards, all of them black, except for one poor girl who had a leotard with big multicoloured blobs on it and sheer, white or tan tights. On closer examination, the blobs turned out to be big flowers but in colours that, I’m sure, nature never intended flowers to have! One by one I tied their hands to their backs, the same way I had the girl I was supposed to baby sit. Pretty soon, there were six girls with their hands tied to their backs. I then herded them towards the chairs in the livingroom and made them sit down. Then I took some more rope and tied their knees and ankles together. I also tied their chests to the back of their chairs, so they couldn’t slide off. After that I gagged them and watched TV for a while, listening to them quietly mph´ing to each other, apparently enjoying themselves as best they could.

When it was time for bed, I released them. But instead of going home, I found out they were going to have a slumber party! When I pointed out the obvious lack of mattresses and blankets and such things, they all laughed and said they’d off course sleep on the floor and that it was so hot still, they wouldn‘t be needing any blankets, or cushions for that matter! They’d sleep in the clothes they had on at the moment!

They hurried into the bedroom and soon I heard them chatting away, like most girls their age do. I looked in through the door and found them all in a heap on the one bed that was available. When the saw me, some of the girls told me that they wanted to be tied up again, before they went to sleep. I agreed to that and told them to give me a shout, when they were ready to be tied up. They said they were ready for it right now, so I went and got the amount of ropes necessary to do the job. This time I tied their hands in front and when one of them asked me why, I answered that it would be almost impossible for them to get any sort of sleep, if I tied them any other way. I made the loop between their legs go from front to back this time. When some of them wanted gagges, I absolutely vetoed that idea, saying I didn’t want any of them choking on a gag, during the night. Then someone asked about a blindfold. “O.K,” I said. “That I can provide you with! How many of you want a blindfold?”
The window nearly broke, when they all shouted, “I DO!” at the top of their lungs.

A couple of minutes later I had blindfolded all of them, tight but not to tight. The girls who I had tied up, were first made to sit down, `for their own safety’s sake´ as I explained. I left them, with strict instructions to come and get me, right away, if any of them got into any trouble.
I lay awake for a long time that night, listening to them chatting away in their room.

The next morning, I slowly opened the bedroom door. I smiled to myself as I saw the girls fast asleep on the floor next to each other, curled up into little balls. None of them had taken off their blindfolds and the girls whose hands I had tied up the night before, were still tied up. I started shaking them awake untying those who needed it. Soon they were all taking off their blindfolds, stretching and yawning. They went to the bathroom one by one, had breakfast and then went home, as if nothing extraordinary had happened.

“Let’s do this again, some other time!” the girl in the hideously flowered leotard said. She had been one of the girls I had tied up the previous night, before she went to sleep. We all agreed.
"I wonder when, though?" I thought. "Soon, I hope!" :lol:
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Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby lasse672000 » Mon Jun 29, 2009 7:19 am

And now it’s my turn

Phoebe, the girl I was looking after at times, called me up one day. She asked me if I remembered a girl wearing a leotard with a flowery pattern on it?
“’cause I do!” I said. “Who could forget that pattern? It was hideous!”
“Yea! Well, she’s just called me invited me to come over to her place tonight and she asked me if I thought you would like to come as well. I said I’d call you and ask. She said, she would have a surprise waiting for you if you came.”
I said I’d come and we arranged to meet.

When we met, she was wearing her usual jogging suit and shoes. As we went through the front gate she handed me a piece of rope and some strips of fabric and asked me, if I would tie her hands and gag her?
“What? You mean before we go in?” I asked nervously.
“Sure! Why not?” she said. “No one can see us anyway. Come on! Don’t be such a coward!”
I glanced around and noticed she was right. No one could see us from where we stood, except from the house.
I stepped behind her and grabbed her wrists, and tied them together firmly. I then took one piece of cloth, bundled it up and shoved it into her mouth, making her cheeks bulge. I secured it with the second strip and knotted it off at the back of her head. We then walked up to the front door and I gave it a knock. The door opened quickly and Prue, the girl who lived there, welcomed us in. She was dressed in the same hideously flower-patterned leotard with sheer white tights, as the previous time.
I untied my “escort” so she could take off her coat, but I didn’t take her gag off. She then took her jogging suit off, revealing her black leotard and tan tights. When she was through changing her clothes, she turned her back to me again and put her wrists together, indicating she wanted to be tied up some more. I gladly obliged.

One by one, the other girls soon started to arrive. Forty-five minutes later we were all there and they had changed into their leotards and tights. When we were all assembled in the livingroom, Prue went into her bedroom. When she came back, she held a plastic bag in her hand. “Now,” she said, offering up to me “we all know that you like to tie up girls in leotards, so we thought maybe you’d like to try wearing one yourself? While being tied up, I mean.”
“Sure, I can try that. No problems!” I said wide-eyed at the suggestion.
“Good. These clothes are roughly your size. You can change in the bathroom. Come back here when you’re finished.”
I went into the bathroom and opened the bag. Inside were a dark blue, short sleeved leotard and a pair of white tights. The clothes were a bit on the small side, but as they were made of a stretchy material, it didn’t matter that much. I made sure all the male parts were where they were supposed to be and went back.
The first thing I noticed when I came back was that they had moved some chairs into the room and they were now standing in two rows, back to back. I also noticed that all the girls except Prue had their hands tied behind their backs.
Phoebe, the girl I came with was already tied in one chair. Prue tied my hands behind my back and told me to sit in the chair that had it’s back against Phoebes´. My knees and ankles were then firmly tied together and a rope around my waist and one around my chest secured me to the chair. I pulled a couple of times against the ropes but soon discovered I wasn’t going anywhere, any time soon. I sat back in my chair, as much as I could and enjoyed the whole situation, as one by one the other girls where tied in place on the chairs by Prue. I had to admit, she was quite an expert when it came to knots. After we were all tied up, she gagged us all, using strips of cloth stuffed into our mouths and around our heads.

When she had finished securing us, she sat down in the sofa and turned on the TV. We had to endure an endless search of all the channels to find something to watch for the next two hours.
After that time and having found nothing to watch on TV, Prue let us go. By that time Piper, one of the other girls, had started to cry. She assured us it was only because she was so very bored.
When I wanted to go and change back to my own clothes, Phoebe told me not to and that I had to wear them for the rest of the day, as we wouldn’t be leaving until later that night.

“Oh, yea?” I said defiantly. “The only thing that can keep me from changing my clothes, is if you tie my hands again and hide all my clothes!”
Two seconds later I wished I hadn’t said that last part, as they all descended on me like a ton of bricks. All of a sudden, I found myself lying on the floor, hands and feet tied in a strict hog-tie, unable to move at all. Half an hour later they let me go again.

Later that night they gave me back my clothes as we were about to go home but I had to put them on over the leotard and tights.
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Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby bondagefan » Mon Jun 29, 2009 9:22 am

Nice story,you are one lucky guy.Are those there real names or did you really like Charmed? :D

Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby lasse672000 » Mon Jun 29, 2009 9:59 am

I'm a "Charmed" one all right!
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Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby moosica » Mon Jun 29, 2009 6:43 pm

as soon as I saw Prue, I knew you changed them.

Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby lasse672000 » Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:07 am

And again!
A couple of weeks later, we all got together again. As summer had set in, I thought it would be too hot to wear the wooly tights we all had been wearing the last time. But as it turned out, both Phoebe and Prue said I definately had to wear them, `because I looked hot in them´as they said. I had to agree with them, but for a totaly different reason. The tights had been nice to wear but oh, so warm! This time we went to Lauras' house. She and Mary and Carrie, her sisters had asked us all, if we wanted to spend one week of the summer vacation at their house in the country. They had somehow managed to persuade their parents to let us be left alone out there. As the girls pointed out "we already have a grown-up to look after us!"

As we were loading our luggage in the car, Piper came running. She had overslept she said and had been afraid we already had left. She quickly threw her own bag in with the others and sat in the car. It was a bit cramped, but as it was a short drive, we didn't get too un-comfortable. When we got there, we quickly unloaded the car and said good bye to her parents. Then we went into the house and started unpacking our stuff. Before i unpacked my bag how ever, I took off my sweatpants and T-shirt. I had my leotard and tights on under.

Unpacking done, I went out to join the girls in the main room of the house. They had put four chairs, back to back in the middle of the room. Laura tied my hands behind my back. Then she went on to tie Prue's, Piper's and Mary's hands the same way. We were then told to sit down in the chairs. Laura, with the help of the other girls, Phoebe and Carrie, tied our waists to the backs of the chairs. Then they tied our ankles to the legs of the chairs. We were left like that until lunchtime. I was released to make the girls' and my lunch. When we had finished eating, it was the other girls turn to be tied to the chairs for a couple of hours.

During the rest of the week, we were all tied up at some point, either together with somebody or alone. At night, we all wore blindfolds and some of us had their hands and/or feet tied together. Phoebe, Laura and Mary ended up being tied every night.
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Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby Amagi420 » Fri Jul 17, 2009 7:37 pm

thanks for the story id given up on that request long ago. it was a nice surprise after a long time away :D

Re: Girl dancers! On my floor!

Postby lasse672000 » Wed Jul 22, 2009 4:31 am

You're very wellcome! Glad to be of service.
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