Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby Allensmithy » Mon Nov 17, 2014 7:55 am

I wrote this story a few months back. I plan to add more to it. It was inspired by a RP me and my friend did over messneger.

Jett Bateman was a highly successful therapist in his early thirties, praised for his work with helping people overcome addictions. A handsome man around 6'2, deep brown eyes and slick dark black hair cut like his favorite tv character in the entire world Don Draper. He was just coming in from the gym and told his secretary Jean to just send on in his next client and punch out.

Today was going to be a short day, just as he planned. he prepared his office by setting the mood for his next client so they'd get that shrink's office vibe and really spill their guts.

Jett sat back in his chair and got cozy, he couldn't wait to just go home and relax watching sports all night. His client walked in and looked somewhat normal, college age, band shirt, decent build.

"Have a seat Mr.?"

"Twist, Charlie Twist." He said laying back on the classic shrink sofa.

"Well start with a bit of questioning and get down to the knitty gritty, what seems to be the trouble Scott?" Jett asked half there.

"Charlie." He responded defensively.

"I'm sorry Charlie. Pardon me I hit returned from the gym all that's been on my mind the past couple hours is dead presses. Arms are killing me today."

"Your arms are tired?" Charlie asked fishing.

"You bet! Just exhausted, but I'm off topic we are here to talk about you. What's troubling you Chuck, don't mind if I call you Chuck right?" Jett said adjusting his tie.

"We'll sure that's fine. Just see the thing is I have this problem. It's sort of a confusion and I fear I could really get into trouble if I don't get it under control somehow." Charlie said getting sweaty palms just thinking about it.

"Well out with it Chuck, you'll never overcome this if you're afraid to discuss it."

Jett crossed his arms and got up from his chair. He walked over to the window and stroked his fingers on the curtain cords.

"It's that. Right there." Charlie exclaimed as Jet stoked the cords.

"What you have a thing for drapes?"

"No mister Bateman, the the cord. I have a thing for ropes and tying."

"Ah now we are getting somewhere, and what about tying fascinates you Charlie?" Jett said ripping the cords down from the curtains till a pile of rope lay on the floor.

"We'll just gets me going I guess once I get thinking about it, I can't think of anything else!"

"Well what is it you like? Do you like being tied up? Is it other people tying you?"

"I have to say both. It's such a problem for me to focus on work or school cause I just have all these urges that I can't act on. I don't want to end up in the jail."

Jett walked over and sat in front of Charlie. He crossed his legs and gestured over to the curtain cords now in a pile on the floor.

"We'll what would you like to to do Charlie?"

"That's a bit of a loaded question."

"Well if you want to be tied up just say so. If it'll keep you from public embarrassment. Or heaven forbid you be arrested for assaulting somebody. I'm feeling generous. You may use your session to be tied up."

"But what if I wanted to tie you up?" Charlie asked thinking he'd biten off too much.

"Well that's for you to decide. You have an hour."

Charlie walked over to the pile of ropes and grabbed a hand full. He belt down over and Jett put his ankles together. And Charlie proceeded to tie the cord around his ankles. Then started to tie his knees together.

"Is this helping you at all Chuck?"

"Yeah, I'm feeling really great. It's a freeing experience."

"Ironic. We'll I imagine you are far from done, yes? I mean I could still move my hands." Jett said putting his hands behind him.

Charlie walked behind him and tied his wrists and then started to wrap the rest of the cord around his chest.

"Would you mind if I gagged you Dr. Bateman?"

"Your the boss now Chuck. I'm at your mercy here. I have a scarf or some tape in my desk drawer." Jett said waiting for Charlie's next move.

Charlie grabbed the scarf and twisted it up into a narrow gag. He then grabbed the tape and put it on his own wrist like a bangle.

Then out of nowhere kicked off his shoes. He removed both of his socks and stuffed one into Jett's mouth. Then tied the other over it. Then tied the scarf over it, and finished by wrapping his mouth around the head with the tape. Muting any more remarks Jett could make.

"Mmmmmph." Jett moaned into the thick layers of gags.

Jett sat there and struggled in the chair not able to make a peep. While Chalrie sat back in the chair and watched.

"You know I could get used to this Mr. Bateman. And to think we still have forty minutes left, my friends were't lying when they said you stop at nothing to get to the root of somebodies problem."

Not exactly what Jett had in mind but Charlie seemed harmless enough. He was hopong he planned on untying him once the session was over. Jett struggled more.

To be continued....

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby Finn4323 » Mon Nov 17, 2014 10:55 am

Well, he SHOULD pay the doctor for the hour session, and sessions to follow, but this would be a great time to NEGOTIATE fifteen or twenty FREE rope therapy sessions with the doctor being tied A LOT. Just because the session ends in forty minutes doesn't mean he gets untied. After all, his secretary IS gone for the day (weekend???)

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby Allensmithy » Tue Nov 18, 2014 10:54 am

Part II



"Mmmmph?" Jett moaned into his this layered gag as he looked on at Charlie reclining back on his sofa.

"I think it all started when I was just a teen, my parents would go out of town a lot. So I'd tie myself up__" Charlie sat up and faces Jett. "and one time I did and I couldn't get myself out. I just rolled around for hours and hours until I finally made it to the drawer of knives and managed to cut myself free."

Jett looked on, and past Charlie at the clock over on the wall. The session had needed ten minutes ago and he was still tied up.

"Mmmmarlie.... Mmmarlie!" His muffled cries for attention falling on deaf ears.

Charlie stood up and inspected the cords binding Jett's hands and feet.

"Wow! Not even a slightest budge. I'm better at tying than I thought!" Charlie said patting Jett on the shoulder.

"Mmmmph." Jett moaned into the gag nudging his head toward the clock.

And Charlie finally took the hint and looked for himself.

"Oh crap look what time it is we've gone way over our session doc!" Charlie said tearing the gag off of Jett's face one trace at a time.

When it finally came down to the last of it Jett spat the soaking wad of white cotton fabric on the floor.

"Blech! Hope you didn't plan to wear that home Chuck." Jett tried make light of the situation.

He was being a bit cautious of his situation considering Charlie still had him. Tightly bound to his office chair.

"Haha, I didn't doc. But boy was that therapeutic!" Charlie sounded like he had a renewed confidence.

"Well I'm glad I could help Charlie now if you wouldn't mind?.." Jett said signaling to his bonds with his eyes.

"Oh sure doc." He rushed over and started to untie his ankles first. He stopped just as the ropes around his pants were starting to loosen."Wait."

He stopped untying him for a moment.

"What's the matter Chuck?" He asked growing weary.

"I wanted to know if we could possibly do this again next session?" He asked almost like a spoiled child.

"Well I don't know Char__" Jett tried to respond.

"I need this!" He said tightening the restraints again on Jett's ankles.

"Ow!" Jett yelped in pain. "Charlie fine we can use your next session to tie me up again." He agreed hoping he'd be set free.

"Oh fantastic! I have such an idea for how I'm going to tie you up next time." Charlie said fishing undoing his ankle restraints.

Jett sighed as he felt the cords loosen around his wrists. He feared as though Charlie's dam had cracked for good, and he'd better get used to being tied up for a long time to come.

One thing was certain in his mind, his prices are definitely going up.

To be continued.

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby Allensmithy » Tue May 12, 2015 7:16 am

Jett propped his white socked feet up on the desk of his home office. He was in vacation but like the work horse he was he refused to not take on clients.

He pressed the autodial on his desk phone and called the office.

"Jean, who's on the schedule for today?" He asked tossing a ball up into the air as he spoke.

"Well your regular Charle had his session here today." She said.

Jett missed catching the ball.

"Well did he show up there?" He asked worried.

"He sure did. I told him you were on vacation and sent him away..." She said.

"Good girl." Jett said breathing a sigh of relief. "That's all I needed for now Jean darlin'. I'll talk to you soon."

Jett was in motion of pressing the button to disconnect when she blurted out...

"Oh by the way I told him you were taking your clients from home and sent him your way.." "Click." The dial tone was all that could be heard on the other end.

Jett's heart sank into his stomach as he felt a huge rush of anxiety flood over him. The last thing he wanted was to be tied up today.

Charle was bringing his own ropes to the sessions now and the positions were getting more elaborate and harder to get out of.

Jett was shook back to the present world by a couple of loud thuds at the door.

"Come in." Jett said Leary of who was behind the door.

"Hey Dr. Bateman, great looking house. Guess I got into the wrong field." Charlie said taking a seat in the cushy armchair.

"Good to see you Charlie, hope you don't mind the change of scenery. I needed a few days out of that office." Jett said erring up and sitting down in the chair across from him.

"Haha but you jut can't help helping people?" Charlie joked.

Jett pretended to be amused. "That's right Charlie, now let the session begin." He said crossing his leg over his knee." What seems to be troubling you today?"

"Well Doc I'll have you now it's been weeks since I thought about tying anyone up, and it's all thanks to our sessions together." Charlie said delighted.

"Well that's great to hear Charlie, so what did you want to do this session? Maybe perhaps ween you out of this habit?" Jett asked taking fast notes.

Not looking up at Charlie as he should of been doing.

"This kind of break through is astounding." He said taking more notes thinking some kind of honor may be in store for him for this.

His dreams dashed suddenly when he caught a glimpse of Charlie standing in front of him rope in hand.

"Don't be silly Dr. Bateman it's cause of your therapy that I even made this progress. I look so forward to these tying sessions with you that I suppress the other urges." Charlie said grabbing Jett's wrists and securing them behind the chair.

Jett sighed and let him tie his wrists. He was hoping this would be over soon.

The ropes on his wrists didn't feel like ropes, in fact they weren't ropes at all. He gave them a test and they didn't budge, he had used handcuffs.

"Charlie I can't get out of handcuffs." Jett said concerned.

"I know Doc that's why I used them. " Charlie said showing him the key. "We are playing a new game called find the key."

He removed Jett's sock and took a roll of tape from his bag. Taking the small cuff key he taped it to the bottom of Jett's foot. Them put his sock back on, then taped around the leg to keep it on. Then put Jett's tennis show on his foot. Tightly tying it, and them sealing the top of it with duct tape.

"That ought to do it. Don't wanna make the game too easy." Charlie said

He took some rope and bound Jett's ankles to each leg of the chair. Then secured his knees back elaborately even along his groin of his blue jeans like a harness. He must of been studying ropework cause not only was it intricate but it felt impossible to move around in.

Jett watched him tie a detailed design over his college sweater that secured his back to the office chair.

"Well you've got to be finished now." Jett said looking over his bonds.

"Not quite you can still speak." Charlie said. "I think I spotted what room was your bedroom I'll be right back." He said leaving Jett alone.

Jett struggled in his bonds, they wouldn't budge an inch. The few minutes given to him were useless as he wasn't going anywhere any time soon.

He looked up to Charlie standing in the door with both his hands behind him. Jet did ever so hate surprises.

"Behind door number one is your neck ties!" Charlie said holding two of Jett's expensive ties.

Charlie walked behind him and blindfolded him with one.

"What's behind door number two?" Jett asked dreading the answer.

"Well I'm glad you asked cause it's something in quite proud of." Charlie said holding a wad of Jett's underwear.

"It's one of your gym socks and your underwear. You know you didn't strike me as a fashion briefs kid of guy." He said stuffing the briefs into Jett's mouth.

"Just a minmmmmph!" Jett was cut off as he learned up at Charlie.

Charlie use a pen to prod the fabric deeper into his mouth so that his cheeks were bulging from the gag like a chipmunk.

"Mmmmph..." Jett moaned into his gag.

Charlie them secured them I place with another of his neck ties.

"And for the finishing touch." Charlie said as he ripped a huge strip of duct tape.

He wrapped it around his gag as Jett struggled in the chair. He felt him wrap the tape wildly over his head as if to keep him from even being able to open his mouth.

Then he felt the tape go around his fingers, then torso and legs. He felt encased, Charlie had REALLY out did himself this time.

"Alright Doc, let's see you get out of that." Charlie said with a big grin.

"Mmmmm..." Jet moaned in the darkness and strictness of his situation.

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby Hienhien88 » Tue May 12, 2015 8:34 am

This story is just too great I love it

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby NemesisPrime » Thu May 14, 2015 11:42 am

^
I do agree! :)
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby Allensmithy » Mon Feb 15, 2016 7:48 am

It has been what felt like hours. Jett hopped around in his chair. He felt completely helpless. Yelping through his gag was futile Charlie had taken way virtually all of his senses.

"MMMM" Jett whimpered into his tight gag.

He slid his sealed off shoe against his bonds it was no use he was never gonna get to that key without help of some kind.

Jett was the chair. Charlie didn't want him escaping and this was a serious problem. Being alone with his thoughts like this was something Jett did not like at all. Jett's mind races with horrible revelations. Charlie must be some sick deviant.

He heard Charlie enter the room. He removed his blindfold and Jett's eyes were finally seeing the light.

"Dr. Bateman looks like you are stuck. Do you give up?" Charlie asked.

Jett nodded his head furiously.

"Okay. Gimme a minute I'll get you untied." Charlie said undoing his ankles first so she could get the key out.

"I bet you are uncomfortable doc." He added.

Charlie got the key free from Jett's foot and finished cutting him out from the chair.

Walking around he undid the harness and the only things left were his gag and his cuffed wrists.

Charlie popped off the handcuffs and as the shackles fell to the floor Jett sprang up like a caged beast and tackled Charlie to the floor.

"Wooh! Doc relax, did you want to tie me up or something?" Charlie asked innocently.

"Mmmie mmmou mmmup mmmext?!" Jet mumbled forgetting his gag was still on.

Jett realized Charlie wasn't some deviant. That dumb yokel act he always puts on isn't an act. He really is a dumb yokel.

Jett nodded and thought why not. He flipped Charlie onto his stomach and started tying his wrists. He was surprised how well he knew how to tie. And then tied his ankles, along with his knees.

He ripped out his gag freeing himself from his gross but admittedly creative underwear sock gag.

"How's about we hogtie you cowboy?" Jett said grabbing hold of more rope.

He sat on the small of Charlie's back and pulled his feet closer to his wrists until it was nice and tight.

"That's much better." Jett said

"Your missing something Doc." Charlie said squirming in his bonds.

"What's that Chuck?" Jett said getting up from the floor.

"I can still talk." Charlie finished.

"You know that that is a problem. Let's fix that." Jett said grabbing the tape and bending down to his level. Tearing away at the tape he was moment from just pressing it I his face but stopped.

"What's the matter doc?" Charlie asked puzzled.

"This won't work. Your will to speak is too strong I will need to stuff it up first then you'll be silent." Jett said dropping the tape.

He tore off one of Charlie's shoes and snatched off his sock. He balled it up and stuffed it deep in Charlie's mouth. Then he wound his face with the tape.

"Much better?" Now just hold tight Chuck. I got paper work to finish. Once you've escaped from that we can set up your next appointment. It seems you need more treatment than I thought." Jett said sitting back down at his desk.

Taking his datebook he started to edit Charlie's appointments. Jett kind of liked this power he had. Peeking over his desk to see Charlie had made no progress at escaping anytime soon.

"Yeah, much more treatment indeed."

The end

....for now

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby tyman » Mon Feb 15, 2016 5:43 pm

Nice job!

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby fratboydanny » Mon Feb 15, 2016 10:32 pm

Thanks, rawry, for the story continuation. I hope we will read more about Dr Bateman and his fun clients. Thanks for writing and sharing your talents.

Re: Rope Therapy (m/m)

Postby xtc » Sat Feb 20, 2016 6:23 am

Thanks for posting this tale. I hope you start another one soon.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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