Paulscot wrote:Tell me more!
I assume you are referring to me. Well, I've pretty much have told my adolescent life history from ages 13-16 in a few story series here already. Somewhat embellished i will now admit (particularly with the kinkier, sex-related aspects), but not as much as many people might believe.
From the time I was 5 until I was 12, my brother used to tie me up quite often; usually outdoors or in a 'clubhouse' we had - a renovated upper story of a disused garage an older (young adult) cousin of ours built for us - where we could have some seclusion if we weren't too noisy. Not often in the cellar though; it was much too dank (though that might sound perfect for some).
When I was older I lived with two other cousins (not the same as the one I mentioned before) intermediate in age between me and my brother who also tied me up a lot. Again not in the cellar (they didn't have one at all in their house), but in our rooms, out in the local woods, or in a treehouse some of their friends (and cousins to them though not to me) had nearby. Some other friends had cellars though, and sometimes those would be the scenes of my being bound in various ways (including the way your friend Jason describes) and usually subjected to (minor) torture as well... tickling, towel whipping, that sort of thing. My favorite was to be sat on though, which they'd dutifully do to me if I was 'good'.
When my mom moved into the same area we had a house that had a fairly decent cellar, but despite this wasn't used for such purposes as we're describing until I was 17. By then my cousins were no longer actively engaged in TUGs with me but some other friends I'd made in the neighborhood were, and they were more than happy to play "Dungeon Prisoner" with me. Most were a bit younger than me but not too much so, and one was considerably taller than I was and so didn't seem younger than me at all. This continued during my senior year and much of the time I was home at college. I haven't gotten around to describing these times in story form as yet for lack of time and up to now also a seeming lack of interest by readers.
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