## A Game of TUGs [M/M] - Concluded w/Epilogue

Post by chadmc90 » Sat Dec 14, 2013 7:58 pm

By cmcd290
Notes:
I am fairly new to the site, only been here less than a year. I have really enjoyed reading the various stories here, and wanted to contribute one myself. This first "chapter" will be a Prologue chapter. I am using it a a means of feedback. How much feedback I get effects whether or not I continue it.
This story is loosely based off "A Game of Thrones." It will feature various themes from the series, such as all out war, betrayal, etc. It also borrows some character names and personalities. The things I will NOT include intense violence. No killing whatsoever. The battles will be intense(I hope), but nothing that is permanent or severe. As far as intimacy, it will be kept at a minimum, if nonexistent. I will alert if I change my mind.
Edit 2/22/14: Provided a list of character descriptions. The list is based on FAMILY, not TEAMS. You may want to skip some characters until they are revealed in the story.
Character Descriptions
Chapters
Arc 0
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Arc 1
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Arc 2
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Arc 3
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Well here it goes. Not a very long chapter, but I want to get some feedback before continuing.
Prologue
“In a forest, where the light of the sky scarcely touches the ground, a conflict is brewing. In the imminent future, this forest will become a battleground to determine the true king. Friends will become enemies, brothers will betray one another, and boys will disregard morals to claim this title. It is a battle to determine the ultimate King of TUGS. ”
Bran is a 13 year old boy that lives in Westora, one of the 6 dominating countries on the Northern continent. He has three brothers, Robb(16), Jon(14), and Rikken(12). He cares for his brothers greatly, except for the times when he gets tied up by them during their TUGS games. He goes to the local middle school, which has just finished its year, and looks forward to the upcoming summer holidays. Sitting in the comfort of their living room, Bran and his brothers are now thinking about how they want to spend their summer.
“So guys, I got a hold of this flyer the other day about a crazy competition. It says it is a TUG competition that involves teams of players. I think we should join!” says Robb with eagerness.
“A TUG competition?” asked Jon.
“Yea. It is actually a competition that Robert is hosting. It is going to take place in the forested area behind his house, and the winner gets a huge reward.” Says Robb.
“What kind of reward?” asked Bran?
“The winner gets $5000!” said Robb.
The other brothers looked at him with shock. “$5000?!” asked Bran with amazement. “Who is your friend anyway?”
“As you know, Robert's father is now one of Westeros's ruling lords! He told me his parents gave him a large sum of money for his birthday, and he is using it to set up a huge TUG competition amongst his best friends.” said Robb.
The boys thought it over for a moment. As Bran thought, he had mixed feelings. “$5000? What kind of competition is this? I don’t know, but I have a bad feeling.” thought Bran, pondering the idea of the competition.
Bran always had a sixth sense about these things. If something bad was about to happen he could feel it. Bran was definitely not a risk taker, unlike his older brother Robb, but $5000?
“So what do you think guys?” asked Robb.
“Is there anything else you know about the competition?” asked Bran.
“Well apparently, it is going to involve roughly 5 to 7 teams. The goal of the competition is to capture all the other teams, and take the central area. In the central area, a lock that requires 7 keys will be placed on a door that leads to the throne room. Each team will be given a key to this lock. Each team is going to be broken up based on a couple things. 1. People who sign up together will be on the same team, with some exceptions. 2. People who come alone will be placed on a team at random. There is a limit on how many participates are allowed to enter. To make it fair, teams will be divided evenly. So if someone wants to be on one team, but that team is filled, he will be forced to join another.”
The boys listened to Robb carefully especially Bran. “The forest area where the game is held is broken up into 6 sections. Each section will be the base of a single team. Each section will have a miniature fort that serves as the seat of the area. Teams will have to evade the area and attempt to capture each other.” Said Robb.
The brothers thought about the competition some more.
“I don’t thin..” Bran was saying as John interrupted him.
“I think it’s a great idea!” said John.
Bran looked at him. “Wait a second John. This could be dangerous” said Bran with concern.
“But think about it! It’s $5000 dollars!” said John.
“I know but what if someone not exactly in their right mind enters. If were captured, who knows what could happen!” said Bran.
“You worry too much, bro!” said John.
Robb looked at both of them. “Bran, look at me” said Robb. “I wouldn't let you get into any danger. This is my best friend, Robert! He would not let anyone get hurt on his behalf. I would have not brought this up otherwise.” said Robb.
Bran thought about it again. Even though he still had a bad feeling about the competition, he decided to go, just for the sake of helping his brother. “Fine. I trust you, Robb.” Said Bran. Bran looked at his younger brother, who has not said a single word. But he didn't have to. Rikken, like Bran, also had his doubts, and it showed in his expression.
“Robert said he would go into more details later, after the registration is finalized.” Said Robb.
Little did they know, things will be much worse than what Bran is expecting.
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by Chris12 » Sun Dec 15, 2013 2:34 am

This seems like a really neat idea. I look forward to see where you take it

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by Ikarus2nd » Sun Dec 15, 2013 4:48 am

A very promising basis for a interesting and hopefully long story. I like reading stories with the theme of capturing other teams. Please continue soon.

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by drawscore » Sun Dec 15, 2013 7:18 pm

Interesting start, and no spelling or grammatical errors, or at least none that I spotted with a cursory read. Having written and edited professionally, errors do literally "jump off the page" at me, and they are as annoying and grating as fingernails on a blackboard.
There are lots of promising possibilities here, but I would offer one caution, and that's to keep it "PG." We're now on a US server, which is subject to US laws, and US pornography laws are not as lax as the laws of other nations.
Drawscore

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by bondagefreak » Sun Dec 15, 2013 9:14 pm

Hello! Interesting prologue, lots of potential and well written.
Something you wrote at the beginning of your post though, caught my attention.

> cmcd290 wrote:I am fairly new to the site, only been here less than a year. I have really enjoyed reading the various stories here, and wanted to contribute one myself. This first "chapter" will be a Prologue chapter. I am using it a a means of feedback. How much feedback I get effects whether or not I continue it.

It's good to hear you enjoyed reading different stories on here.
As a writer you value feedback, you want your story to be reviewed by readers and you mention this as being the key factor in deciding whether or not your continue the story.
I looked at your profile and until now, you haven't posted anything on the forum.
There is nothing wrong with that, in fact...I'm always happy when members decide to start posting.
I really hope though, that you will take the time to review the stories that YOU have enjoyed.
If you value feedback this much, keep in mind that other writers value it just as much.
We are all in this together
Looking forward to reading chapter 1 of "A Game of TUGs"

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by chadmc90 » Mon Dec 16, 2013 12:10 am

> Chris12 wrote:This seems like a really neat idea. I look forward to see where you take it

> Ikarus2nd wrote:A very promising basis for a interesting and hopefully long story. I like reading stories with the theme of capturing other teams. Please continue soon.

Thanks for the positive comments

> drawscore wrote:Interesting start, and no spelling or grammatical errors, or at least none that I spotted with a cursory read. Having written and edited professionally, errors do literally "jump off the page" at me, and they are as annoying and grating as fingernails on a blackboard.
> There are lots of promising possibilities here, but I would offer one caution, and that's to keep it "PG." We're now on a US server, which is subject to US laws, and US pornography laws are not as lax as the laws of other nations.
> Drawscore

Haha. I try to double check my spelling and grammar before I post something. And about the porn thing: I am not a big risk taker. So I am going to keep it PG.

> bondagefreak wrote:Hello! Interesting prologue, lots of potential and well written.
> Something you wrote at the beginning of your post though, caught my attention.

> > cmcd290 wrote:I am fairly new to the site, only been here less than a year. I have really enjoyed reading the various stories here, and wanted to contribute one myself. This first "chapter" will be a Prologue chapter. I am using it a a means of feedback. How much feedback I get effects whether or not I continue it.

> It's good to hear you enjoyed reading different stories on here.
> As a writer you value feedback, you want your story to be reviewed by readers and you mention this as being the key factor in deciding whether or not your continue the story.
> I looked at your profile and until now, you haven't posted anything on the forum.
> There is nothing wrong with that, in fact...I'm always happy when members decide to start posting.
> I really hope though, that you will take the time to review the stories that YOU have enjoyed.
> If you value feedback this much, keep in mind that other writers value it just as much.
> We are all in this together
> Looking forward to reading chapter 1 of "A Game of TUGs"

Thanks for the positive comments. I do plan to go back and comment on other stories, especially now that I have my own.
I am currently working on the first official chapter. I hope to finish it as soon as possible
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by bondagefreak » Mon Dec 16, 2013 4:13 pm

Glad to hear you decided to pursue this story!
I'm sure the authors of those stories you've enjoyed will be most pleased to read your reviews.
Keep it up!

### Chapter 1

Post by chadmc90 » Mon Dec 23, 2013 1:41 pm

Chapter 1: A Walk of Brothers
It has been 2 days since the last conversation with his brothers, and Bran is anxiously awaiting his brothers to come from their rooms. It was around 6:30 in the morning, and the sun was already shining through the window. It was warm outside, typical of summer morning. As he sat on the couch, Bran heard some footsteps coming down the hall. It was his brother Rikken. Rikken, like Bran, was anxious about the tournament.
“Bran, can we talk for a minute?” asked Rikken.
“Sure. It will take a little longer for Robb and Jon to get ready.” said Bran.
“I’m really nervous about this tournament. What if something goes wrong? I’m not scared of being tied up, but what if we get tied up by the wrong people?” asked Rikken. Bran knew that Rikken had felt the same way about the tournament.
“I know , Rikken. If you don’t want to compete, then don’t. Our brothers will not blame you for it.” said Bran.
Rikken looked at Bran with concern. “But I don’t want any of us to go. I know how much it means to Robb, but the thought of being tied up by total strangers scares me. Bran, please don’t do this!” Rikken asked, begging his older brother not to take part in the tournament.
“I don’t want to either, but I am not letting them do this on their own. Maybe I would if Ned was here, but since he isn’t I am going to be with them.” said Bran.
Bran wished his oldest Brother Ned was here. Ned had just turned 18, and had decided to join the Crown Marchers, the primary millitary forces of Westeros. Ned would never have let them do something like this, even for that huge sum of money. He was always looking out for us, and would never let anything happen to his younger brothers. As Bran thought about Ned, he heard two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs. It was Robb and John.
“Well guys, are you ready to go? Registration starts soon! We want to be the first ones there so we can register our teams!” said Robb, excited about the prospect of the tournament.
“Yea guys, you’re not having second thoughts about the tournament are you?” asked John.
Bran looked at Rikken, expecting him to say something about not going, but to his surprise, Rikken replied no. The four brothers had left their house, and headed to Robert’s mansion. Since none of them had a vehicle, they had to walk. It wasn’t very far away, and it also gave time for them to talk more about the competition.
“Robert had sent out the email this morning about the competition details. I printed it out for you guys to read over.” Richard handed his younger brothers the printed copy, and they began to read over them. The document reads as follows:
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A Game of TUGS - Rules and Info
A Game of TUGS will be a competition that is held on the estate of Robert Baratheon. The goal of the competition will be to retrieve one key from each team, and use it to open the door to the Wooden Throne. Inside the room, there will be one chair, including the throne, for each team registered. To win, tie each registered leader to the chairs, and have the team leader sit on the throne. The team who is able to get their leader on the throne and restrain all of the other leaders to the chairs around the throne wins the game.
As the game begins, each team is assigned a region that will serve as its headquarters. At the heart of each region will be a fortress that serves as the seat for the region. Inside will be a living area for five people (The leader and his “high advisors”). There will also be a conference room and a throne room for the leader. Underneath each fortress, however, there will be a dungeon, consisting of multiple cells for holding captives, and a torture area for interrogation (and fun, if you like). The first floor also has beds for the rest of the team.
The area will be monitored at all times to ensure safety and following of rules. If you are caught breaking any rules, security will intervene and take you out of the area and you and your team will be disqualified. Here are some general rules:
Each team member is assigned a headband with a team color. All participants must wear these at all times. Leader and Advisor headbands will be distinctively different, but the same rule applies.
Teams can change. If you want to join another team, then simply acquire one of their headbands. The only exception will be leader and advisor headbands. To become one of these, the team must overthrow their leader by any means, acquire the headband, and register a new leader at the terminal inside every fortress. The leader can also reappoint advisors as he sees fit.
BY NO MEANS, SHALL PARTICAPANTS BE ALLOWED TO CAUSE DEATH OR PERMANET DAMAGE TO OTHER PARTICIPANTS. This has been already stated before, but it needs to be emphasized. There will be much aggression during the tournament, so it needs to be understood that at the first sign of this, security will intervene. You may punish your captors, but keep it within reason.
Weapons will be used to temporarily incapacitate your enemies. Examples of weapons will include paintball guns and tasers. Also bondage equipment, such as shackles, rope, handcuffs, etc., will be provided for every fortress.
The area will be monitored by cameras placed round the entire area. There will also be “scouts” observing the area on foot. It is STRICTLY forbidden to engage with these scouts. They will wear a special headband that is easily identifiable. If you spot one of them, simply ignore them. They are there for your safety. If they spot rule breaking, they will intervene, and will use absolute force to stop you. Don’t push your luck.
You may keep slaves (from captives or even your own team), but treat them within the bound of the rules. Give them proper rest and food. You may punish them as long as it is not life threatening. Make sure all captives have enough living space (don’t overcrowd).
When you capture a team, you keep them as slaves. To capture or dismiss a team, remove a leader’s headband and scan the bar code on it and the system will mark the team as defeated. Be aware that a team can escape their captivity and get reinstated.
A team may hold as many forts as possible. The leader of each team can appoint a vassal to lead the area in his place. It is recommended that leaders choose a trustful vassal.
Food and other supplies will be delivered to each fort by scouts each day. It will be enough to sustain you for a one whole day.
As for weaponry, there are limits. The main thing to remember is that ABSOLUTELY NO WEAPONS THAT HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO CAUSE DEATH OR PERMANET DAMAGE WILL BE PERMITTED. For this reason, weapons will not be allowed past the entrance to the areas. “Safe” weapons will be placed inside each fortress for use. These rules will be strictly enforced.
Collecting resources: As mentioned above, food will be delivered each day to each fortress. But there will be other types of resources, such as timber for building things, scattered around the map. Each fortress is equipped with tools for constructing things out of wood. There will be other things scattered around, but the types will not be revealed. Also, a form of currency will be used. Each unit of this currency will be represented by a plastic coin (an example will be shown at the briefing). This can be used at the web store to purchase materials from Headquarters, which will be delivered to the fortress. You must present the correct amount to the deliverer at drop off.
Every participant is expected to stay the entire duration of the competition. There will be certain days you can leave, if you choose to do so. If you do, however, you will be disqualified from the tournament and will not be allowed to reenter the area. Participants will be allowed to resign from the tournament every other Saturday.
The winner will receive a prize worth at least $5000 at the conclusion of the tournament. If no team has claimed the Wooden Throne by the end of the summer, then it will be judged based on the performance of each team.
You are restricted to items you bring into the area. Only clothing items will be allowed inside the areas. No cell phones will be allowed.
Registration: In order to register a team, you have to bring at least 5 people with you at the time of the registration. Only 6 teams will be allowed to compete. Once 6 teams have registered, the remainder of the participants will be assigned teams, either randomly or by participant’s choice. The registration will last 12 hours, starting form 8:00 am and ending at 8:00 p.m. At registration, your team will be assigned a crate of headbands to wear. A maximum of 15 people will be allowed to join a team. If there is a severe imbalance, teams be partially reassigned to create balance.
I will go over these rules the hour before the tournament begins. I reserve the right to change the rules even after the start of the tournament. I hope to see many participants, as well as a lot of bondage (lol)! Good luck to everyone!
Robert Baratheon
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When Bran finished the letter, Rikken saw his face light up.
“Were supposed to stay there the entire time?!” asked Bran with even more worry than before.
“Yep. Don’t you think it will be fun? I mean instead of being tied up all the time, you may get to tie someone else up for a change! Haha” said Robb casually as they continued toward Robert’s house.
Bran was interested in the prospect of tying someone else up for a change. His older brother always won in their games, usually ending with the older brothers tying up the younger ones. “But what will mom say about this?” asked Bran, trying to persuade his brother to rethink his opinion of the tournament.
“Robb already talked to her!” said John. “At first she was skeptical about it too, but when we mentioned the money, she had a change of heart.” said John.
Bran remembers how his mom can be easily persuaded, especially when it comes to money. “Wait, when did you talk to her about this? I thought you only got the email this morning with the details? She was already gone by the time we were awake.” said Bran, trying to get some answers out of Robb.
“Well, Bran, I didn’t tell you EVERYTHING I knew. If I did that, then I knew you would think about it and withdraw from the tournament.” said Robb.
Bran was getting frustrated at this point. Robb had flat out lied to him.
“Just hold on!” Bran stopped walking for a moment, as well as the other brothers. “You didn’t have to lie! I would have gone anyway!” said Bran, with anger. “But now I am considering not going! Just how much more did you know?” asked Bran.
“With the exception of the indefinite stay part, I told you pretty much everything to you a couple of day’s ago.” said Robb casually. “If you are going to lie to me like this, I’m going home!” said Bran, as he turned in the other direction.
Robb stopped him for a moment. “Look Bran, I’m sorry I lied to you ok? I need you for this tournament! I didn’t trust you enough to tell you that last part. But it was a mistake on my part. Please, I need your help with this! You are smarter than the rest of us are! You need to help me with the strategies and stuff. Please Bran!” asked Robb, now pleading with him to join the competition.
Bran thought some more about it. It’s true that Bran is smarter than any of his other brothers; he is at the top of his class and has made straight A’s all throughout school. Robb, however, barely passes all his classes, and handles things with his fists rather than his brains. After giving it more thought, Bran changed his mind about going home.
“Alright fine. Just don’t lie to me again.” said Bran.
“You got it! Thanks Bran!” said Robb, pleased that Bran had changed his mind.
“But I need to ask, how does Rikken fit in? I know how I fit in, and John will be backup muscle, but how will Rikken be involved?” asked Bran, concerned about his younger brother.
“Because he is our brother. I don’t want to leave him out just because he is the youngest. As brothers, we always stick together through thick and thin. If Ned was here, he would be with us as well.” Robb turned to look at Rikken.
“Rikken, I know you have doubts about this competition too. Even I can see it in your eyes. I won’t force you or anyone else to go. I need people that I can trust, and who other than my own brothers would be better suited?”
Robb said, trying to ease and motivate his younger brother. The fear on Rikkens face vanished, and was replaced with a smile. He confidently said “Let’s do this.”
The brothers continue to their destination, eager to meet the challenges of the completion face on.
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by xtc » Mon Dec 23, 2013 2:15 pm

This is a very promising story but . . .
. . . . sorry, there is so often a "but" . . .
may I make the usual plea for a new paragraph for a new speaer?
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by Ikarus2nd » Mon Dec 23, 2013 5:37 pm

I can only repeat my comment above. Very promising and well thought out rules. I cannot await the start of the competition.
I have no problem with the "but"s. I will translate it for me into german anyway.
Sorry, I have a question for my german understanding. I believe the phrase "A Game of TUGs" means "A Game of Tie Up Games" written in full, or do I think in the wrong direction?
edit:
During translating I found this:

> “Robert had sent out the email this morning about the competition details. I printed it out for you guys to read over.” Richard handed his younger brothers the printed copy, and they began to read over them.

I think Richard has to be Robb. Am I right?

### Chapter 2

Post by chadmc90 » Mon Dec 30, 2013 1:08 pm

Chapter 2: A Plot for Dominance
Robert Baratheon, a 16 year old boy with one of the wealthiest fathers in the country, sets in the headquarters he designated for monitoring the upcoming game. With his new power as the son of a Ruling Lord, Robert can finally host such a huge event. He watches as his staff prepares all the equipment, mainly surveillance, barking orders when he felt needed. The door next to him opens, revealing a boy around his age walk through it. This boy was only wearing a jockstrap and a leather collar padlocked to his neck. He also had hand and ankle cuffs connected together by a series of chains circling his body. One of the handcuffs has a strange device on it, looking similar to a shock collar. The chains didn’t completely hinder movement, as it allowed him to walk and move his arms. He was carrying a glass filled with soda.
“Here is your drink, Master” said the boy, giving the drink to Robert.
“Why thank you, Ten!” replied Robert to the boy.
“Is there anything else you need, Master?” asked Ten, bowing to Robert as if he supposedly owns him.
“I think that will be all for now, Ten. If I need you for something, you will know. Get back to cleaning my room.” said Robert sternly.
“Yes, Master” said Ten.
As Ten left his master’s side, another boy came in. This one, however, was fully clothed and was wearing a black polo shirt and beige kakis. He had bright blond hair and blue eyes. He was Jeoffery Baratheon, Robert’s 14 year old brother.
“Ten? You’re lazy when it comes to name picking, Robert!” said Jeoffery snobbishly. “I at least take the time to name my slaves!”
Robert looked at his brother. “It’s just a waste. It’s not like you get attached to them or something. You name pets and babies. Slaves are just there to do your bidding. They are pretty expendable.” said Robert, chucking.
“Whatever. But it does make them feel like they have meaning.” said Jeoffery.
“Yea, I’m sure they are thrilled about the idea that they are chained up and having to do your bidding for a while. Giving them names is just a waste of time.” said Robert.
“It’s not like they stay forever, just until their debts are cleared. But anyway, let’s move on to more pressing issues, like this tournament. ”
“Yea, brother. You really haven’t talked about the tournament much. Even to me.” said Jeoffery, curious about Robert’s plans.
“Well, I kinda wanted it to be a surprise. Here, read over this!” said Robert, handing Jeoffery a copy of the rules page.
Jeoffery scanned over the rules. “You planned all of THIS?” said Jeoffery, now eager to know more about the tournament.
“What do you think? An all out battle between dozens of boys and the winner get a huge amount of cash! Pretty genius, don’t you agree?” said Robert, proud of his developing tournament.
“That’s interesting, but I thought you were wanting more slaves?” asked Jeoffery.
“I do. I told them what would happen if you won, but I didn’t say anything about what happens if you lose!” said Robert.
Jeoffery face produced a smirk. “I see. But what happens if your plan fails? I don’t think many would take the risk over $5,000. $5,000 split between 15 people would not be worth the risk for the price of failing, would it?” asked Jeoffery, interested in hearing Robert’s complete plan.
An evil smile appeared on Robert’s face. “What if I raised the stakes to say, 30,000?”
Jeofferys eyes widened. “$30,000! You are going to give away $30,000 to a bunch of..” Jeoffery said before Robert interrupted him.
“Of course not you dimwit! That’s where you come in.” said Robert, looking at his brother with a rather serious expression.
“What are you talking about?” asked Jeoffery, now concerned with what Robert was planning.
“What do you think? You and a team of my choosing will enter the tournament, and you WILL win. That way the rest of the participants will lose.”
Jeoffery was now really worried. “Wait what? Are you joking? I don’t want to take any part in this thing! I want to be up here with you, watching the action from the monitors!” said Jeoffery, trying to convince his brother not to enter him into the tournament.
“If you want some of the money our parents gave me, you will do exactly as I tell you.” said Robert. “It won’t be as bad as you think. Trust me, brother. I will assign you an unbeatable team, and you will win the tournament.” said Robert, trying to comfort his brother.
Jeoffery thought about it for a moment. Robert has promised to give him some of the money he got from Dad. He did say that he would have to do a small favor for him, though. “Alright, fine! But my fort better be up to my standards. ” said Jeoffery.
“You won’t regret it, Jeoffery.” said Robert, smiling at his younger brother.
Robert and Jeoffery looked around headquarters, thinking about impending tournament.
Bran and his brothers finally arrive at Robert’s estate. The gate is not open, however. Robb notices an intercom on the wall. He pushes the button to call the mansion.
“Who is this?” asks the voice on the intercom.
“Robb Stark, one of the participants in the competition.” Robb replied.
“Hold on” said the intercom.
A couple minutes went by, and the voice eventually returned.
“Yes, Robert checked you out on the security camera. He has granted you permission to enter” said the voice.
The gate finally opened, allowing the boys to enter. Before they entered, Robb stopped them.
“Wait just one moment. We are waiting on one person.” said Robb.
Bran had wandered what Robb was doing, since the tournament called for 5 people to form a team.
“A friend at school will be our fifth member. I believe you know him, John.” said Robb.
“You mean Theon?” asked John.
“Yes. He should be here shortly.”
As soon as Robb finished his sentence, the boys noticed another boy with dark-red hair walking toward them.
“Hey, Robb!” said Theon.
“Theon, thanks for helping us out! I couldn’t thank you enough friend.” said Robb, as they shook hands.
“Theon, these are my brothers. You have met John already, but the other two are Bran and Rikken.”
Theon looked at the other two boys with a small smile.
“Nice to meet you, Bran and Rikken. Robb has told me so much about you two. I hope I can help you guys win this thing!” said Theon.
“Are you people coming in or not? We are about to close the gates!” the intercom warned. The boys immediately entered the estate.
After walking what felt like a mile, the boys came upon Robert’s mansion. A good three stories, the mansion was built like an old fortress. Made out of stone, it had two towers on each side. It also had a small creek in front of it with a drawbridge connecting each side.
“Whoa. This is my first time ever coming here. This place looks amazing!” said John, amazed by Robert’s home.
“Yea. I was blown away myself. His family has lived here even before his father was appointed a Ruling Lord.” said Robb.
The 5 crossed the drawbridge over to the fortress and notices an area with a stage and an opodium on it. It also had 6 large picnic benches big enough to sit at least 15 people on it in the area.
“That must be where they are holding the briefing.” said Theon.
“Yea it must! I see the registration booth as well.” said John.
The five went to the registration booth.
“Ah, the first participants. And I notice there are 5 of you. Are you here to register your team?” asked the registrar.
“Yes, we are” said Robb.
“Very well. First I need your team’s name.” said the registrar.
“Stark” said Robb.
“Very well. Now I need to know each of your names and who will be leader.”
The boys each gave their name, and named Robb their leader.
“Good good. The headbands will be given out after the briefing, along with an updated rules set.” said the registrar.
“Robert changed the rules?” asked Robb curiously.
“Yes. He will go over them at the briefing. Don’t worry. The placements will not be finalized and will not go into effect until you sign the final versions.”
“Oh..Ok.” said Robb, looking slightly concerned about the rules change.
“Just pick any bench you want, and place this number on it. That bench will be where your team is seated. More participants will be added to your team randomly during registration. When all teams have been filled up, the briefing will begin. After the briefing, signing will be finalized.” said the registrar, pointing to the area where the benches are.
The boys picked a bench to sit at, and noticed no one but them was here yet. They boys were early, however, and expected others to arrive soon.
The boys, unsuspecting of any plots, wait anxiously for Robert to make their appearance
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by chadmc90 » Mon Dec 30, 2013 8:28 pm

I just got confirmation that my computer will be in repair for at least a week. So I know I won't have the next chapter ready by next Monday.
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by Ikarus2nd » Tue Dec 31, 2013 3:20 am

$5000 divided by 15 people isn't that much, was my thought while reading the first chapters. My second thought was, the team surely will not have 15 persons at the end of the competition . I thought about a tough fighting game and wondered about Robert's motivation. What a surprise for me to read that Robert owns slaves and want to use the competition to get new slaves and maybe enslave his younger brother too (Sorry, my wild imagination ). What a devilish plan.
I wonder how he will cause the participants to sign the updated rules.

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by bondagefreak » Thu Jan 02, 2014 8:12 am

This is starting to shape up really nicely!
Something that stuck to my mind while reading the latest chapter was Robert and his younger brother's exchange on slaves. This was just wonderful, and I love the idea of debts being paid that way.
I like the way Jeoffery thinks
Keep it up!

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m]

Post by chadmc90 » Sat Jan 11, 2014 9:50 pm

> bondagefreak wrote:This is starting to shape up really nicely!
> Something that stuck to my mind while reading the latest chapter was Robert and his younger brother's exchange on slaves. This was just wonderful, and I love the idea of debts being paid that way.
> I like the way Jeoffery thinks
> Keep it up!

Yea, This should draw more interest to the competition.

> Ikarus2nd wrote:$5000 divided by 15 people isn't that much, was my thought while reading the first chapters. My second thought was, the team surely will not have 15 persons at the end of the competition . I thought about a tough fighting game and wondered about Robert's motivation. What a surprise for me to read that Robert owns slaves and want to use the competition to get new slaves and maybe enslave his younger brother too (Sorry, my wild imagination ). What a devilish plan.
> I wonder how he will cause the participants to sign the updated rules.

Robert is...very resourseful.
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 2 added 10/30/13

Post by bondagefreak » Wed Jan 15, 2014 8:21 pm

Sorry to hear about the problems with the computer...it must be a drag.
Any news on chapter 3?

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 2 added 10/30/13

Post by chadmc90 » Wed Jan 15, 2014 9:12 pm

> bondagefreak wrote:Sorry to hear about the problems with the computer...it must be a drag.
> Any news on chapter 3?

Like I said, everything not posted on here was lost. I didn't have chapter 3 started at the time, but I had a map of the the area where the competition drawed out, and I also had most of the team info finished(the leader and advisers). To top that off, I just started my last semester of college(will have my B.S in Software Engineering in May ), so all that will postpone the next chapter further, sadly.
I will hopefully have a new chapter in by next weekend(before the 25th), but again, I can't make any promises. Thanks for the patience.
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 2 added 12/30/13

Post by xtc » Thu Jan 16, 2014 3:26 am

Life bites us in the arse occasionally! Take your time, you have much else to do as well. It would be better for your readers to wait than for you to rush into posting something wit which you are not happy or that will need substantial revision later.
Wassail!
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 2 added 12/30/13

Post by Ikarus2nd » Thu Jan 16, 2014 7:53 am

I'm sorry to hear that you've lost all your preparations to this story. But there is no reason to continue your story in a hurry.
Better keep your main focus on your last semester of college. That is much more important.

### Chapter 3

Post by chadmc90 » Thu Jan 16, 2014 8:32 pm

Chapter 3: A Gathering of Warriors Part One
A Gathering of Warriors Part One
Robb and his team sit themselves on the bench. They notice how big the bench is, allowing at least 10 more people to sit. The morning sun was rising in the distance, glaring light onto the five boys. As the boys waited, the news of the rules changing weighed on their minds.
“So, guys, any idea why Robert would change the rules so suddenly?” asked Theon.
“I have no clue. He only sent it out this morning, right Robb.” said John.
“Yea. Robert was adamant about waiting until the last minute to send out the rules. Said he wanted to review it as much as possible. But I guess he had a change of mind.” said Robb, trying to understand his best friends motives.
“You don't think something is wrong, do you?” asked Bran.
“I don't know. I guess we will find out later.”
As soon as Robb finished his sentence, a group of boys approached the registrar booth. “Oh, hello Tywin! I was wandering when you will arrive. I have already taken the liberty of establishing your team. That was Robert's order anyway. But here is your number. Jeoffery will be joining you soon.” said the registrar. The conversation was inaudible to Team Stark.
“Well that was much quicker than I thought. Robert is on things, which is quite unusual for him. He must be ready to get this tournament started. Come on, guys!” said Tywin.
The brothers walked to the bench area and immediately noticed Team Stark. They approached and greeted Team Stark. “Hello! I see we weren't the first ones here. I am Tywin. We are joining the competition as Team Lannister!” said Tywin, holding out his hand to Robb.
“Oh hi! Nice to meet you. I cant say that I know you, but I have heard that last name before.” said Robb.
“Yea, we are in fact Robert's cousins. We were invited by him to join this competition.” said Tywin.
The Lannisters were indeed cousins of the Baratheons. Now they are not nearly as rich and successful, but they are still considered to be upper class. But why do they want to join the tournament? The Lannisters are significantly wealthy. And How were they able to register without a fifth member?
“Ah, how rude of me. Let me introduce the others. The taller blond hair is Jaime, who is 2 years younger than me. I'm 17, myself. And my youngest brother, Tyrion, which is this short boy. He's 14.” Tywin said as he rubbed his hand across Tyrions dark blond hair hastily, teasing him.
“Would you cut it out! One day, I will be as tall as you!” said Tyrion.
“Sure, buddy!” said Tywin sarcastically. “And last, this one goes by Littlefinger.” said Tywin, pointing at the jet black haired boy. “He isn't my brother, but a good friend in high school.” said Tywin.
Team Stark also greeted themselves to Team Lannister. Noticing it as well, Robb asked Tywin about the missing teammate.
“Ah yes. Our teammate is here, but he is in the fortress. Robert's younger brother also wants to participate.” said Tywin in his cheerful nature.
Roberts younger brother? That’s a new one. Robb never mentioned Robert had a younger brother. But why would he be joining the tournament? With parents that rich, 5,000 for Jeoffery would be pocket change. Why would someone of his status risk being tied and tortured by other boys? These thoughts poured through Bran’s head, whom was growing even wearier by the minute.
“Well, glad to meet you guys. Good luck in the tournament!” said Tywin cheerfully as he and his team sat on one of the benches.
“Robb, I didn't know Robert had a younger brother!” said Bran, eager to find out more.
“Well, I didn't think it was important. Robert only mentioned it to me one time. He really doesn't talk about him.” said Robb.
“You don't think he is up to something, do you?” asked Bran, eager to know Robb's thoughts on Robert.
“Why would he be up to something?” asked Robb. “Robert wouldn't plan anything bad. He just wants to see a good show. I'm sure his family asked to be in the tournament. Robert said he wasn't participating himself, so I don't think you have anything to worry about!” said Robb.
“Yea I guess” said Bran. But Bran still had his doubts. The same doubts and fears that have haunted him since hearing about the tournament.
Some thirty minutes later, another group of boys approached the registration table. This time there were 5 of them, which was enough to register a team. But Team Stark recognized this team almost immediately. Their long time rivals, the Greyjoys, were also entering the tournament. The Greyjoys, like the Starks, had a large number of siblings. They were six siblings in total, including Theon. As the Greyjoys were registering, the Stark brothers immediately looked at Theon, who had his face pointing to the surface of the bench.
“Theon, what the hell are they doing here?” asked Robb, angry at his friend for not telling him.
“I'm sorry, Robb. I didn't tell them though, I swear! I thought they didn't know anything about the tournament.” said Theon, trying to appease his friend.
“I believe you Theon, but how did they find out? Robert only invited certain people. They would not have been allowed into the competition otherwise” said Robb.
“I don't know. But I know my older brother is resourceful.” said Theon.
“And the biggest a$$ in the school” Robb added.
The Greyjoys had built quiet a reputation at school. They are notorious for bullying anyone that is susceptible to it. Balon, the oldest boy, and Robb have had a considerable number of intense arguments, and would of gotten physical if it weren’t for Robert, whom both boys respect. Of course, Robert was Robb's best friend, but he was more of a...peacekeeper at the school, especially now that his family is a major power within the country. The Greyjoys finished registering and noticed Team Stark, which they immediately approached.
“Look at this, brothers! The Starks are here as well” said Balon. “I was wandering if you would join, Robb.”
Robb looked at him with loath.
“I see it in your eyes. You would love to tie me up and torture me as much as it is allowed, wouldn't you?”
“That would be interesting. I think I'll do that” said Robb.
“Haha! Hear that brothers! He thinks him and his team can actually beat us!” stated Balon, laughing at the concept of Robb beating Balon.
“And speaking of your team.” said Balon, turning his glare to his younger brother Theon.
“I guess were enemies then, Theon. Honestly, I had hoped you would be on MY side for a change, but I see you are still stuck up this guy's a$$.” stated Balon, disgusted with Robb and Theon's friendship.
“Make no mistake. When Team Stark is captured, you will receive the same punishment!” said Balon.
Theon held his head down. Balon was also into tie ups, and would often target Theon in order to “relieve some stress” He hated Robb with all his being, and made sure Theon felt the full force of his anger. He often got his brothers involved with his humiliation. It got to where Theon was genuinely scared of what was supposed to be his family. Because of his brothers hatred, he often stayed over at the Starks, whom felt like more of a family.
“You won't get that chance, when we capture your team, the first thing we are going to do is tie you to the nearest bed or pole and let Theon get his revenge on all of you.” said Robb.
The Greyjoys laughed hysterically at this statement.
“You know, instead of waiting until the tournament, why don't we drag you and your team back to my place. There aren't any rules, so we can do whatever we want.”
It looked as if a brawl between Robb and Balon was about to take place, when suddenly a voice stopped them.
“Well Well Well. If it isn't Robb Stark and Balon Greyjoy. I see that even out of school, you two can't stop jumping down each others throats.” said Robert, who had Jeoffery and a now clothed Ten at his side.
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 3 added 1/16/13

Post by Ikarus2nd » Fri Jan 17, 2014 11:40 am

Now I'm really surprised. I hadn't expected a new chapter so soon.
So many new names, family connections, friendships and enmities between members of the families and teams. And still more boys to be introduced in the next chapter to fill up the teams. I think I have to make a list to not lose track of all these connections.

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 3 added 1/16/13

Post by bondagefreak » Fri Jan 17, 2014 11:48 am

> Ikarus2nd wrote:Now I'm really surprised. I hadn't expected a new chapter so soon.
> So many new names, family connections, friendships and enmities between members of the families and teams. And still more boys to be introduced in the next chapter to fill up the teams. I think I have to make a list to not lose track of all these connections.

Agreed. I think this is going to turn into a fun and well orchestrated/planned tale

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 3 added 1/16/13

Post by chadmc90 » Fri Jan 17, 2014 12:34 pm

> Ikarus2nd wrote:Now I'm really surprised. I hadn't expected a new chapter so soon.
> So many new names, family connections, friendships and enmities between members of the families and teams. And still more boys to be introduced in the next chapter to fill up the teams. I think I have to make a list to not lose track of all these connections.

> bondagefreak wrote:

> > Ikarus2nd wrote:Now I'm really surprised. I hadn't expected a new chapter so soon.
> > So many new names, family connections, friendships and enmities between members of the families and teams. And still more boys to be introduced in the next chapter to fill up the teams. I think I have to make a list to not lose track of all these connections.

> Agreed. I think this is going to turn into a fun and well orchestrated/planned tale

Yea I wasn't expecting to have it so soon either. I guess since I had this chapter pretty much complete in my head, I uploaded this chapter much earlier than expected. Since Monday is a holiday in the states, I may have another one out by the end of the weekend.
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### Chapter 4

Post by chadmc90 » Sat Jan 18, 2014 11:12 pm

Chapter 4: A Gathering of Warriors Part 2
“Well Well Well. If it isn't Robb Stark and Balon Greyjoy. I see that even out of school, you two can't stop jumping down each others throats.” said Robert, who had Jeoffery and a now clothed Ten at his side.
Robb turned his attention to his friend and walked over to Robert.
“Robert..hey!” said Robb, surprised to see him. “I didn't expect you to show up so early?”
“Well I just came out to see who has registered so far. Already 3 team slots are filled, and it hasn't been an hour!” said Robert enthusiastically.
“Robert, can I ask you a question?” asked Robb, eager to find out more about the tournament.
“Sure, bud.” said Robert.
“I can see why you invited your cousins, but why did you invite these..the Greyjoys?”
Rob looked at the Greyjoys for a moment. Then he turned back to Robb to answer his question.
“Robb, I think the Greyjoys would be a great addition to the tournament. It would definitely make things more..interesting, don't you think?” said Robert.
“I..guess. But given their track record, can you even trust them? They could break the rules, you know?” said Robb, trying to convince Robert to not allow them to join.
Balon and his brothers approached the two after hearing Robb.
“Robert, I don't even see why you are friends with him. As the son of a Ruling Lord, you need people you can trust He runs his mouth too much. You should just let me take care of him.” said Balon.
Robert smiled at Balon. “Balon, I think I can choose good friends.” said Robert. Robert then turns to Robb. “And Robb, Balon will be in this tournament. Now I can understand why you're upset, but he will follow the rules.” Balon chuckled at this, which made Robert turn back to him. “Because if he doesn't, there will be HELL to pay.”
Balon then dropped his grin. He as well as anyone else knows Robert doesn't make mere threats. Balon doesn't fear many people, but Robert is one of the few exceptions.
“I think we will take our seat.” said Balon, signaling his team to follow him to their bench.
“Now, Robb, we can talk more later. I have to greet my family” said Robert.
Robert, Jeofferey, and Ten walk toward Team Lannister, while Robb heads back to his team's bench.
“So what did Robert say?” asked John.
“Nothing important. The Greyjoys are going to be in the tournament, but they respect Robert enough to not try something stupid.” said Robb.
“I still don't like this.” said Bran.
“Yea, I know. But I can't do anything about it.” said Robb.
Another 30 minutes had passed when another team had registered. This team, like the Greyjoys and Starks, went to the same school. The Freys had a large family, comprised of a couple dozen brothers and sisters. But unlike the Greyjoys, the two families shared no animosity. Walder, the oldest brother, had chosen 4 of his younger brothers to form a team.
“The Freys, huh.” said John. “I'm sure Robert invited them as well. He must be keeping a tight leash on the team leaders.”
“If he was doing that, then why did he invite the Greyjoys?” asked Robb, still pissed about the Greyjoys joining the tournament.
Just as the Freys claimed their bench, another team had caught their attention. Robert, who had took notice of this, was sitting in a chair on the stage when he jumped up. Ten, whom was still a mystery to the other participants, immediately followed like an obedient dog. Robert rushed over the registrar's booth where the group was.
“Stannis! I'm glad you can make it!” Robert said.
“Yea, Robert! It's been a long time, cousin!” said Stannis.
“So how did you enjoy your travels?” asked Robert.
“It was so amazing! I loved every minute of the seas! Sailing from one place to another and meeting new people and cultures has been a very enlightening experience.” said Stannis.
“I bet. But now since your father is needed here, you will be back for good.” said Robert.
Yes, that’s true. I have a favor to ask. Since you won't be in the tournament, I want to use the Baratheon name as my team name.” Stannis asked.
“Of course! Jeoffery is using the Lannister name as their team name.” said Robert.
“The Lannisters are joining too? This should be interesting!” said Stannis.
“So who did you bring with you, anyway?” asked Robert.
“You know my brother Renly I hope. The brown haired boy is Davos Seaworth. The shorter boy is his brother Matthos. And the black kid is Sallador Saan. All of them are friends from school. Is there anything else you needed to know?” asked Stannis, expecting Robert to ask him some more questions.
“I see, Stan. Just grab a bench after you are registered and we will have the briefing in a little while. We will be serving lunch at noon before we hold the briefing. Just make yourselves comfortable. Now if you excuse me, I am returning to my seat.” he said to his cousin before returning to his seat. “Come on, we have a lot of work to do.” he told Ten.
As they were leaving, Stannis stopped him. “Robert, who's the kid?” asked Stannis. “I've never met him before.”
“Oh him. Don't pay him any attention. He is working for me. Just...returning a favor from a while back.” Robert explained. Of course it was technically true. Ten was there to repay Robert, but little did Stannis know that Ten was in fact a slave. Robert had him clothed only to lower the suspicion. Only Jeoffery knew about this, and Robert preferred to keep it that way for now.
“Oh I see. Ok, Robert. Ill talk to you after the briefing then.”
Robert and Ten returned to the stage to monitor the registration, while the Baratheons claimed a bench for their team. Jeoffery had seated with the Lannisters, still slightly annoyed that his brother was making him participate.
Quite some time had passed, and now it was 30 minutes until noon. Some other boys had registered, but no other teams were formed. These boys will be placed after registration has concluded. But there was one more team to be filled. Right now it was the Starks, Lannisters, The Greyjoys, the Freys, and the Baratheons. If another team does not form, then one will be formed of the boys that had registered alone.
But suddenly, another group of boys had entered. Again, the other teams knew them, but it was quite a shocker. It was the Targaryens, the family that had a Ruling Lord in Westeros at one time. Also members of the same school, the Targaryens were infamous for their radical and sometimes insane behavior. They were renowned for their shady and controversial lifestyles, and rumor has it that the Targaryens own slaves! Slavery in Westeros is still legal, but there are now laws in place to govern the act. Salvery is losing is popularity in the country, as more people are abandoning it for paid services. Robert knew the Lannisters as well, given that they have worked together in the past. The Targaryens may have lost their seat in the community of the Ruling Lords, but they still hold a considerable amount of power.
“Ameon. What a...surprise!” said Robert nervously. “What brings you here to the tou..I mean my home?”
“It's been a long time. And you don't have to hide it dear friend. I know about your tournament. My team would like to join.”
Upon seeing them for the first time in years, Robert was afraid that they would ask. In truth, he didn't feel right about them letting them join the tournament. Especially after the nasty rumors he had heard about the family. But now that he had more power, they could...be potential “candidates” for his goal.
“Yea it has been a long time, 'friend.'” said Robert.” After giving it some thought, he came to a decision. “You know something? I think I will let you join!”
This caused quite a few jaws to drop. Was Robert serious? He is going to let those..lunatics join the competition? He couldn't be serious.
“I hope you read over the rules. Your family tends to ignore them sometime.” said Robert, warning the Targaryens before they register.
“Yes, Robert. Don't worry about that. We may be many things, but Targaryens stick to their words. Haha.” chuckled Ameon.
“Very well. You may register.” said Robert, as he turned around to head back to the booth.
“Robert, you can't be serious!” said Jeoffery, obviously not eager to enter this tournament with the Targaryens.
In truth, many of the other participants felt the same way. If the Targaryens captured any of them, who knows what they could do. And they were not about to take that chance so readily.
“You are going to let these psychos join the tournament? Do you not remember who they are?” asked Jeoffery, trying to plea with Robert to change his mind.
“Yea Robert. Do you want to take a chance with them?” added Robb, also feeling the same way about them.
“I have made up my mind. You will have to either accept it or get out.” replied Robert. In truth, Robert didn't want any one of them to leave. But he had to be firm if he wanted to maintain his tough guy personna.
“Robert! Please don't do this! Pleas..” Jeoffery was cut off by Robert.
“SHUT UP JEOFFERY! I have made my choice, and you will accept it.” Robert commanded his brother. Jeoffery backed away and lowered his head.
Robert's outburst startled some of the other participants. Robert knew he had to say something to keep this tournament going.
“Sigh. Look, I know how some of you feel about the Targaryens. But in case you have forgotten, I have scouts keeping tabs on the game. If the Targaryens, or anyone else for that matter, breaks the rules in any way, then they will be disqualified and dragged out of the tournament. It's completely up to you to stay, but I won't hold it against you if you leave. That is my final word.” said Robert, as he returns to his seat on the stage.
If it wasn't for Robert's popularity and new power, many may have walked out of the tournament. But because he was admired, people bought into his word and trusted him. So nobody left. The Targaryens, which was the final team to register, took the last team bench. The briefing would begin 30 minutes after noon, and Robert had his staff prepare lunch for his participants.
With the teams formed, everybody enjoyed a lunch that consisted of ham and cheese sandwiches and Doritos while waiting on the briefing to begin.
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 4 added 1/19/13

Post by Ikarus2nd » Sun Jan 19, 2014 6:07 am

Very interesting new participants. I think, the competition slowly leaves the path Robert had targeted.
Every posted chapter ties me up more to your story. Good work.

### Chapter 5

Post by chadmc90 » Sat Jan 25, 2014 12:19 pm

Chapter 5: A Game of Tie Ups Begins!
As noon approached, the summer sun beamed down upon the area. It was a nice summer day, and everyone was enjoying the small lunch Robert had prepared for his guests. The same guests that will enter a tournament to fight for one thing: a decent sum of money. But little do they know of Robert's dark intentions, and they won't know until Robert wants it known. 90 boys will be pitted against each other, and only 15 of them will be victorious. .
As the teams finished their meals, Robert approached the podium. He looked around at all the teams, including his cousins, and began to speak.
“Today will mark the beginning of what I hope to be a long and fun competition. In this competition, 6 teams will attempt to capture all other teams, and claim the wooden throne and win the competition. But as the registrar said, I have made some rule changes. The changes only reflect the consequences after the competition.”
“Consequences?” Bran thought as Robert was speaking.
“The first change is that the leader and advisers of each losing team must agree to be my servants for 2 years.”
“What?” thought Bran as Robert said this. “What is he talking about?” Bran also noticed that the other teams were whispering among themselves. Bran knew then that Robert was definitely up to something.
“Now before you have second thoughts, let me explain the second change: The prize money has been...changed. Before it was $5000 for the team. Now the winning team will receive a prize of $30,000!”
The area fell silent. $30,000 dollars is much more inciting than the previous amount, even after hearing the first rule change. Without a second thought, Bran started worrying about the competition. Yea, $30,000, even split between 15 people, was a nice amount. Bran knew better than to argue about it with Robb.
“Here is how the prize money will be awarded. The leader and advisers will get a bigger cut, since they have more at stake. 5,000 will go to the leader, and $3,000 for each adviser. The other 13,000 will be split among the rest of the team.”
The crowd started whispering again as Robert paused momentarily.
“Now I know the stakes are high, especially for the leaders, but I hope you all continue through the competition. After all, wouldn't you all like a chance at that money? If not, then you are free to walk away right now!”
The teams all fell silent once again. Robert was expecting some hesitation at the least. He even expected that some teams may walk away. But to his surprise, all teams remained seated. It wasn't just the money that kept them in their seats, it was the fact that Robert was idolized by the community. And for the Greyjoys and Targaryens, the tournament was a way to flex their muscles. They had every intention of winning. People trusted him, and never suspected him of any wrongdoing. They expected the servitude consequence wasn't as bad as it seems. Just do some work from time to time over the next 2 years. But little do they know, Robert's intentions were much darker than he was letting on.
When Robert realized that no one was leaving, he continued his speech. “I glad that everyone is staying. You will be required to sign a contract to finalize your registration. I will hand these contracts out after the briefing. Team registration is now closed, as all 6 teams have been formed. General registration will continue for the rest of the day. The competition begins tomorrow morning, where you will meet the rest of the team and I will show you the area where the competition will be held. You are all free to leave. Go home and prepare yourselves for the competition. Say goodbye to your family and friends, because you will not be allowed to leave the area once the competition has begun. I wish everyone luck. If you have any question, I will be here until registration is closed.”
With that, the teams started to stir. Some were leaving while others needed to ask Robert questions. Team Stark decided to go home for the day.
As the evening passed, many boys registered for the competition. The other boys were sorted at random and placed into each team until all teams had 15 members. As night drew, each team made preparations for the competition. They packed clothes, seeing as it is the ONLY thing that can be brought into the area. Each team went to bed considerably early that night, knowing that the following morning they will be locked in an area filled with other boys that want nothing more than to tie up and torture each other. They will not be free for the entire length of the competition, which could last until the end of the summer.
At the break of dawn, the teams gathered back at the same area. Instead of a registration booth, however, there were 6 large boxes. These boxes contained the headbands that each team will wear. These boxes were handed to each team, and the boy who served as registrar instructed the teams to go ahead and wear the headband. These headbands were colored differently for each team, and the leader's headband had a different design, which featured a pattern of a crown around it. On the inside of a headband, a bar code could be seen.
The teams once again sat at their designated benches. But this time, there were 10 more added to each bench. The Leaders and advisers met with the rest of their teams. They also distributed the headbands to the rest of the team. Robert then made his appearance once again on the stage where held his briefing yesterday.
“I'm glad you could all make it! First, let me show you a map of the area.”
Robert then pointed to the white screen behind him. A projector produced a screen, showing a basic layout of the area:
“I have divided the area into regions, each controlled by a team. Around the map, there are “treasures” containing various resources, such as wood, food, currency, etc. I suggest you send scouts out to explore the area. Of course, your scout may not come back. Haha. The area is blocked off by a huge wall in order to prevent escape. The scouts will be monitoring the walls closely. The lake will also be monitored. Like I said, you won't leave unless I allow it. Before you enter the area, you will be required to hand over the registration contract. Also, if you notice the green triangles on the map, this represents “free tribes.” Yesterday, we had 30 more participates than expected. Since the teams were filled, we decided to let them into the competition, anyway. They will occupy these areas marked by the triangle, and will not be active in the competition, unless teams decide to “trade out” some members, or as part of an alliance agreement. Put simply, these tribes can become members of a team if they can get their hands on the team's headband. But of course, the team will have to agree though. Hehe.”
The area remained silent. “Now one last thing. You probably already noticed the 'Coliseum' in the lake. This is where special events will be held. Such events include games, markets, and so on. Some games may involve two teams participating, and the winner gets something from the losing team. Others may have resources as awards. The markets are used to buy special resources with currency you have collected. We will also hold a special “auction” during the tournament. These events will occur every Saturday. On these days, teams will be required to draw a truce. Except during organized games, no team shall attempt to capture another. The truce ends the following Sunday at dawn. Any violation of the truce will result in an immediate disqualification.”
The teams whispered among themselves once more, after Robert paused. But they stopped when Robert continued. “Now without further due, let the competition begin!”
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 5 added 1/25/13

Post by Ikarus2nd » Sun Jan 26, 2014 3:06 am

Good idea to add the free tribes. Thus makes it 120 boys in total and you have to catch 105 to win the game. Unbelievable! It promises to become a long and thrilling story.
And now I will hide somewhere to observe the competition from a safe place.

### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 5 added 1/25/13

Post by bondagefreak » Sun Jan 26, 2014 10:41 pm

This is gonna be a crazy game! Crazy in a good way of course
I'm already kinda nervous about the next chapter.
If I was one of the boys in this story, I wouldn't be able to get any sleep on that night.
I'd be too nervous about the competition.
I love bondage and would love to be bound in a tournament like this...but just reading this and imagining myself in the story, I get nervous with anticipation.
Even without the massive prize money, I'd love to take part in a game like this.
It's great that you show us a map of the area btw.
I find Robert most mysterious and intriguing.
I have no idea where this story is going, but I know it will be a fun ride
Can't wait for more. Keep up the good work, you're doing a wonderful job so far!
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### Re: A Game of TUGs [m/m] - Chapter 5 added 1/25/13

Post by bondagefreak » Sun Jan 26, 2014 10:54 pm

I also forgot to mention that I love the idea of a Market/Coliseum as a neutral area.
Everything sounds so well organised and well funded.
I'm probably being as naive as the players about Robert's true intentions, but what can I say...I'm in awe

### Chapter 6

Post by chadmc90 » Sat Feb 01, 2014 11:57 pm

Starting Team Organization
Arc 1: Clash of the Alliances
Chapter 6: A Proposal
It had been 2 days since the tournament began; 2 days since Robert escorted the competitors through the gate that led to what will eventually be called a battleground. Over the course of the two days, after each team settled in, the teams immediately formed scouting patrols and sent them into the woods to find the treasures. Team Stark, in particular, consisted of 3 people. One of them was John Stark, who has supported his brother since the beginning of the tournament. The other two, Chase and Logan, were added to the team by random. Wearing a light blue t-shirt, matching shorts, and the team headbands, the three boys were sporting the team's colors.
“John, what exactly are we looking for?” asked Logan, who had just been assigned to the scouting unit.
“I'm not really sure myself.” said John. “The other two treasures we found were not the same, although they weren’t too difficult to spot. We just have to keep focus. Robb said there were 4 in our territory. The first one was a briefcase of 200 coins, and the second was 5 boxes of canned food. But Robert said the treasures could be anything.” said John in a low voice, remembering what happened on yesterday's scouting mission.
Yesterday, John's team was scouting the area west of their fortress. After hours of scouting, they finally found the 200 coins. But as they started to leave they were approached by 5 boys wearing tribal like clothing. It was one of the free tribes. As they approached, John and the two boys stepped back. Outnumbered, they decided it was best to just run. They grabbed the cash and made a run for it. One of the boys tripped and fell. The tribal boys immediately pounced on his back, and tied his hands behind his back fairly quickly. John and Chase continued to run, knowing it was futile to try and help. The tribals eventually ceased chasing them, deciding to focus on restraining their caught prey.
Back to the present, Chase noticed John in deep thought. “Thinking about yesterday?” asked Chase.
“Yea.” said John. “I felt like we betrayed him. We should of went back.” said John, regretting abandoning one of his teammates.
“I know it's tough. But if we tried to help, we would have been in the same predicament as him.” said Chase, trying to comfort John. “I think we should all get used to it. This kind of thing will happen a lot. And besides, they can't hurt him. You remember the rules, right?”
As Johns mood improved, the boys continued looking for treasures.
Meanwhile, back at the fortress, Robb and Bran were on the second floor, inside the Leaders chamber. They were discussing their plans for the tournament.
“I got a message from another team earlier, Bran.” said Robb, handing him a sheet of paper. “It's from the Freys. Remember the 20 sibling family?” said Robb.
“Yea I do.” said Bran, as he read the piece of paper.
The paper reads as follows:
Team Stark,
Team Frey would like to discuss a treaty. A present, we have no alliances. The Lannisters have already aligned with the Greyjoys. The Baratheons and the Targaryens have yet to form a major alliance. It is in both our interest to discuss terms for an alliance. But one condition must be met before I agree. In exchange for three hostages from my team, three hostages must be given from your team.
The hostages will be imprisoned inside both our fortresses, but cannot be tortured or humiliated. They will simply be prisoners. If the treaty is broken, however, this restriction will be lifted. I look forward to hearing from your team, Robb.
Walder Frey,
Leader Team Frey.
<paper ends here>
“An alliance?” said Bran.
“Yea, but we will have to trade three teammates, which will become our prisoners.” said Robb.
Bran pondered the idea. It would certainly help things. With the Lannister/Greyjoy alliance, the odds of winning against them are slim, but with an alliance the Lannisters will think twice about attacking them. But the condition is not vary favorable. The Starks have already lost one team member. Giving up three more would be very risky. Then again, we gain three prisoners of their own. The Freys didn't say anything about labor, so they may can “lend a hand.”
“I think it's risky, we give up three prisoners for potentially 15 allies. But can we trust them?” said Bran.
“That is the part I worry about. The Freys were never very social at school. They mostly kept to themselves. They're more or less an enigma!” said Robb.
“But we can't wait long. The Lannisters and Greyjoys can act anytime. And I bet Balon is trying his best to get the Lannisters to target us first.” said Robb.
After a moment of thinking, Robb came to a decision. He started typing a message on the computer that was setup inside the fortress.
“We have no choice but to agree.” said Robb.
“Fine. But the problem is deciding who will be traded. I can't imagine anyone would want to go along with it.” said Bran.
“Yea I know. Morale has dropped some after losing that boy. I just hope we are making the right decision.” said Robb.
“Me too.” said Bran.
Later that evening, further south down the river, the Lannister team is holding a celebration dinner. They are celebrating the formation of the alliance with the Greyjoys. Balon and his advisers have also joined the feast. On the wall, three boys are tied by their hands, which are suspended above them by a rope tied to the ceiling supports. They are stripped down to their underwear, and blindfolded and gagged with a ballgag. The rest of the boys in the room ignore their moaning and grunting as they eat dinner. Jeoffery, who was appointed leader of the Lannisters, sits at one end of the table, while Balon and his advisers sit at another.
“Today we celebrate two things. 1st is our alliance with the Greyjoys. Together, we will crush the rest of the teams with force. And second, we celebrate our first three captures, which are tied over there.” Jeoffery said as he pointed at the three helpless captives. “Now in case you are wandering who they are, they were captured by our scouting party. They happen to ambush them during a short nap. After the scouts examined their headband, they in fact belonged to the Baratheons!”
The three boys grunted and struggled against their binds, as the Lannisters and Greyjoys clapped and laughed at their captives.
“And to solidify our alliance, Balon will get to choose one of these boys to take back with them. A gift for our new allies” Jeoffery remarked.
“Thank you Jeoffery. I do believe this alliance will work out nicely after all. By the way, I have a proposal for you. How about we ambush the Starks first. You know Robb, the one that idolizes your older brother. I have a bone to pick with him, and I would really like to get him and my traitorous brother into our cells.” Balon said.
Jeoffery and the his advisers whispered among themselves.
“Very well. We will comply with your demand.” said Tyrion.
Balon smiled after hearing this. He was exited about finally getting a chance to torture and humiliate his long time rival.
After the teams finished their dinner, Balon chose the shorter of the two boys. He chose a brown hair, brown eye freckled boy to be his “gift.” Balon whispered something in the boy's ear that sent chills down his spine. “When we get back, were gonna have some fun. And by “we” I don't mean you.” Balon had something bad planned for his new slave. Jeoffery commanded two of his team member to take the other two captives down to the holding cells. Balons new captive was released from his suspension, and a leash was connected to a collar on his neck. The leash was handed to Maron, Balon's younger brother.
“Thanks again for the gift, Jeoffery. I will keep in touch.” Balon said, as he and his advisers left the fort.
East of Fort Lannister lies the Targaryens, who have already captured a tribal camp. The camp consisted of five boys, but were overpowered when 7 of their troops ambushed them. They are now inside the dungeon, sitting on their knees with their hands tied behind their backs. Ameon, who is the eldest Targaryen brother walks left and right, staring at each boy as he passes. The boys are stripped to their boxers and gagged with a bandanna.
So here is whats going to happen. If you can tell me what you want to happen in one minute, I will let you do as you wish. But you have to tell me. Otherwise, I will have to decide for you.” said Ameon. Moments of silence pass, and after 20 seconds pass, the captives get no response. “Well, are you going to speak?” The captives knew immediately what he is playing at. He wasn't going to remove the gag for them to speak. They would have to try and get the message across. The boys continued to yell “Let us go” or “Set us Free”, but instead the strictly tied bandannas muffled their voices. After 40 seconds of muffled voices, Ameon's face produces an evil grin.
“Oh what was that? I couldn't understand a word you said. Too bad you couldn't talk straight. I would have done anything you asked. Oh well. I guess I will have to decide for you.”
Ameon grabbed one of the boys and dragged him to a table like device. He motioned for some of his teammates to come over and lock the boy into the torture rack. The boy's hands and knees were locked into the shackles at each end of the device. The boy, now helpless, is blindfolded by Ameon.
“You're lucky number one!” said Ameon to the boy. “Robert must have a pretty dark side to have all these fun torture devices in here. This device is designed to stretch your arms and legs. Of course we won't pull too hard, but we will make you uncomfortable.” said Ameon, excited about trying out the device.
Ameon was right. The room was designed like a medieval torture room. It had many devices for torturing captives, like the torture rack, pulleys with shackles connected, and many tools that can cause disconfort. He also had other kinds of equipment, such as muzzles, handcuffs, nipple clamps, and pinwheels to name a few. Since Robert was the one who designed the fortresses, he did have a dark side. The sight unsettled most of the team, but the Targaryens smiled when they first saw this chamber.
“First, we will start with some intense tickling. This will last for about 15 to 20 minutes. Then the real fun begins.” said Ameon with an evil grin on his face. As Ameon was about to start, A blond haired, blue eyed boy entered the chamber.
“Ameon! You need to come quickly! We got news from Robert!” said Daeneric. “What!? Can't you see that I'm in the middle of something?” said Ameon.
“I know, but you need to come see this. It's very important!” said Daenric. “Its a telecast Robert is broadcasting on T.V”
“Alright, fine. You two. Stay here and “entertain” our guest until I get back. Just tickle him. No more. I reserve the right to do other things.” said Ameon, as he followed Daeneric to the first floor.
Robert, in his headquarters, is waiting for his telecast to begin. Ten, who is once again in nothing but a jockstrap, is massaging his feet at Robert's command. “Keep massaging, and don't stop. If you even pause for a minute, you will get punished.” said Robert.
The cameraman started to count down “5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0...”
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