Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Wed Jul 15, 2015 11:38 am

Intro -

This is a set of true stories where I have been tied up by girls who have tied me up because they have a crush on me. Unlike the ones in the "Playful Evie" and "My Current Girlfriend" story collections, these will all be TUGs where I am in no committal relationship to the girl. I found them interesting, I hope you do too.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Mon Jul 20, 2015 1:01 am

Part 1 - Amelia

This first one happened when I was 10.
It was at a party, hosted at the house of Amelia, a pretty 9 year old blonde girl who had a mutual crush on me at the time.
She was normally quite shy, but something had clearly changed in her before this experience.

It was about halfway through the party.
I heard Amelia calling me from her room.
I headed up the stairs. Amelia stood there, her hands on her hips.
She was wearing a summer dress and pink knee socks.

She giggled and led me into her room.
"Lie on my bed." she ordered.
"Why?" I asked.
She giggled. "Just do it."

So I did. As soon as I had done this did she jumped on top of me, pantyhose in hand.
She tied me to her bed, though I enjoyed it for sure, giggling all the time.
Once I was tied securely, she smiled.
She pulled off one of her socks and stuffed it in my mouth. Then she tied the second sock around my mouth to hold it in.
"Stay here, Jon. I'll be back."

She left me there for a few minutes.
Eventually she returned and ungagged me, stroking my face.
"I just made sure we'd be alone for the next couple of hours..." she smiled.
I opened my mouth to speak but she held it closed with her finger.
"I like you, Jon. And now you're mine!"

She spent the next hour kisssing me all over my face and neck.
It was a great experience.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Wed Aug 05, 2015 6:24 am

Part 2 - Orla

This TUG also happened when I was 10.

I was at a wedding party, and bored out of my mind. There were only a few kids here, but beautiful Orla, a 10 year old brunette, was a good entertainment.
She suggested that we play Cowboys and Indians, with the girls being the Indians and the boys being the Cowboys.
The few kids that were there - about 5 girls, 4 boys - divided into the teams and went to choose a camp.

A little later, I was exploring, looking for some of the girls to try and capture (that was the object of the game for both sides - capture members of the other side).
Then, I passed a room and was suddenly dragged inside.
Three girls had me pinned. Orla was one of them - the leader by the looks of it.
The girls tied me up and - to prevent me talking - Orla peeled off one of her knee socks and stuffed it into my mouth, holding it there with her hand.
The two other girls left after that, and Orla pinned me to the bed, still tied up, and removed my gag.

"You're not playing anymore, Jon." she told me. "You're mine now."
"But I...." I began, but he silenced me with her lips.

I left that room with Orla's lipstick all over my face, but I was feeling exhilarated as a result.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Sat Aug 08, 2015 2:32 am

Part 3 - Henrietta

This story happened when I was 11.

I was living next door to a very pretty 10 year old girl called Henrietta, and she had quite a thing for me.

One day, she called over my backyard fence for me to come and see her in her room.
So I hopped over the fence, went up to her room and found that there was no-one there.

I looked around, but was suddenly tripped over.
Henrietta pinned me to the floor and, quick as a flash, had some pantyhose wrapped around my ankles and wrists.
She giggled as she stood up, placing her bare foot on the side of my face for a little rush of dominance.

Then she rolled me over onto my back with her foot and straddled me.
"I did this because I like you Jon." She said. "And I'm not giving you a choice whether you like me back or not."

After she said this, she began raining kisses down on my face and neck.
This lasted for quite a while, but eventually she let me go.
We went out for a few days, but then we found out she was moving away.

Unfortunately, we lost contact a few years ago.
But I still remember her.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Tue Sep 01, 2015 12:50 am

Part 4 - Shelby

This story also happened when I was 11.

Shelby was the daughter of one of my mum's friends. She was very pretty, with long blonde hair and green eyes, and a nice figure.
She was a year older than me, and seemed way out of my league.

But one day we were invited over to her house.
While the grownups chatted in the kitchen, Shelby smiled at me and led me upstairs to her room.
She was wearing a cute little skirt and t-shirt that said "Girls Rule" on it, as well as ankle socks.
Then she told me to lie down on the floor.

Slightly confused, I nevertheless did as she asked.
Then she asked me to close my eyes, which I did.
Suddenly, I felt something being tied round my wrists.
I opened my eyes and, seeing the pair of tights wrapped round my wrists, looked at her. "What are you doing?"
She smirked. "What does it look like? I'm tying you up. Go back down!"
She pushed me back down and sat on my chest so she could tie my feet.

Once she had, she turned around and faced me.
I tested my bonds, but couldn't move them.
I looked at her. "You're good."
She giggled. "Thanks, Jon."
"How long am I going to be tied up like this?"
She giggled again. "As long as you want. I'm not going to untie you. You have to free yourself."
"But I can't!"

She slid one of her socks off her feet, balled it up and shoved it into my mouth, before placing a strip of tape over my mouth.
"MMMPH!"
She giggled again. "You're cute when you're gagged! I'm gonna be next door watching TV. Just, ah, "call" if you need me."
"MMMMMMMMMPH!" I cried as she walked out of the room.

Escaping was out of the question. The bonds were far too tight.
So instead, I just relaxed. Shelby would come back soon. Right?

Then, indeed, she came back in, a few minutes later.
She sat right on top of me, making me blush as I could see up her skirt.
She placed her bare foot, the one she took the sock from, over my face, giggling.
"I knew it! You can't escape me, sweetie!"

Then she started untying me. I thought this meant she was done, but no.
She led me to a chair and pushed me into it, then began tying me to the chair.
Each ankle was secured to the chair leg using a pair of pantyhose.
Shelby gave the same treatment to my wrists and waist, tying me securely to the chair.

She giggled and faced me, hands on hips. "Wow, tied and gagged by a girl. This feels so good, Jon."
Then, without warning, she placed her foot on my chest and pushed me so that the chair fell backwards.
She stood astride me, and placed a foot on my chest. "You're all mine now, sweetie."

Then she did something I didn't expect.
She straddled me and planted a soft kiss on my gagged lips.
"MMMPH?"
She giggled again. "I've always liked you Jon. Now, having you tied up and at my mercy - it's fantastic."

Then she ungagged me and began to kiss me.

Unfortunately, they moved to America the next month, so I didn't see her very often at all.
But the memories were good.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Tue Sep 08, 2015 9:51 am

Part 5 - Alexis

When I was 12, I was ambushed at school by a very predatory girl and her friends, who then used me as a love toy.

It was lunchtime, and I was sitting outside on a bench by myself, having eaten my lunch.
I was, as usual, reading a book.
After a few minutes of reading, Alexis came over to me and sat next to me.
She was very beautiful, long brown hair flowing over her shoulders and brown eyes that enchanted any boy she looked at.

She sat next to me and tucked her feet up underneath me.
She smiled at me. "Hi, Jon."
I looked up from my book. "Oh. H-h-hello, Alexis."
She giggled. "It's cute when you stammer."
"It....it is?"
"Yeah. It shows you're nervous when you talk to me. That's adorable."
I blushed and tried to hide myself in my book.
Alexis grabbed the book and pulled it from my hands, though she was gentle.
She smiled at me. "Surely you're more interested in me than a book?"
I blushed. "I just...I'm not...good...at-"
"Talking to girls? That's even cuter! She pulled her skirt up a little, giving me a brief glimpse of her underwear, and sat on the book.
She giggled. "If you want it back, you'll have to come and get it."
I blushed again. "It's ok. You can keep it..."

She took my hands and pushed them gently behind me, through the holes at the back of the bench.
I remember being a little puzzled at this, but Alexis' face was incredibly close to mine, so I didn't resist.

Then, I felt something tighten around my wrists.
I looked back. One of Alexis' friends, a girl called Milly, had used some silk ribbons to tie my wrists together, preventing me from pulling them back through the holes in the bench.
Another friend had done the same to my ankles, tying them to the legs of the bench.
I struggled as the girls smiled at me.

"Please, Alexis, what are you-MMMPH!"
Alexis placed her hand over my mouth. "Please be quiet, Jon. We don't want the teachers realising we've captured you. In fact, I think you need a gag!"
She kicked off her shoes and, one after the other, peeled her knee socks off her feet.
Then, still smiling, she stuffed them into my mouth. The ends of both socks stuck out, but this just made the girls giggle more.
As Milly held the gag in with her hand, Alexis began to rummage through her gym kit bag.
Eventually she found what she was looking for.

She smiled and held up a sports bra.

I blushed scarlet as she tied the sports bra around my mouth, keeping the gag in.
"MMMPH! MMPH!" I tried pleading with the girls, but Alexis' socks and sports bra effectively silenced all my protests.

The girls giggled and Milly and the other friend, Tess, sat down on my other side.
Milly giggled again. "He's so cute when he's gagged. All boys should be like this!"
Alexis stretched her bare feet out on the bench, poking me in the ribs.
Despite my situation, I was loving every second of it.

Alexis rubbed her feet a little on my face, then pulled back.
She blushed and looked at her friends.
"Could you...?"
Milly nodded and dragged Tess away. "Come on, let's get another boy for ourselves!"

Alexis blushed again and looked at me.
Then, she ungagged me, putting the sports bra back in her bag and the socks in a pile next to her on the bench.
She still left me tied up though.
She looked at me nervously. "I...uh...kinda like you, Jon."
I blushed. "Funny way of showing it."
She went bright red. "Well....I didn't know how to tell you. So we thought we'd just jump you and..." she giggled quietly. "it was pretty fun."
I smiled. "I loved every minute of it."
Her face brightened. "Really? You mean that?"
I nodded.

She flung herself at me and before I knew it was kissing me all over my face.
After a few minutes, she pulled back, smiling ear to ear.
My face was covered in lipstick, but I didn't care.
It was heavenly.

She giggled when she saw my face and then put a hand down her cleavage and pulled out a napkin.
She wiped the lipstick off my face and put the napkin back.
I blushed red. "Did you just rub your cleavage napkin over my face?"
She nodded, smiling. Then she untied me.
Finally free, I was about to get up when Alexis wrapped her bare legs around my neck and pulled me back.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" She asked. "I can't go barefoot. I need you to put my socks and shoes on."
I did as she commanded, kneeling at her feet as I did so.

When I was done, she stood up and blushed. "This was fun, Jon. I'd like to do it again sometime."
"Me too."


I had a few more TUGs with Alexis, and we even went out for a while.
But we were 12 and didn't know what love was, so it wasn't long before we broke up, though it was on good terms.
I still know her, in fact.

And let me tell you from personal experience, she has STILL not lost her love for kink.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:05 am

Part 6 - Summer

I met Summer when I was 10, but this TUG happened when we were both 12.
Summer was gorgeous, with long blonde hair, a slim body and beautiful eyes that a guy could lose himself in.
She looked great in a leotard and tights, and often when I saw her I thought of little else, even if she wasn't wearing her ballet costume.

Summer did ballet, and I often teased her about it, saying that it was a "stupid sport".
(I was a jerk back then, ok? People change. Besides, I didn't mean it, not really.)
Eventually, she got tired of my teasing and decided to deal with it.

After one ballet lesson, I was outside the girl's changing rooms at my local church - that's where both Summer's ballet class and my wilderness survival class were.
I was teasing Summer about her sport when she suddenly grabbed me and began to drag me inside the changing rooms.
Four other girls joined in and together the girls pinned me down.
Summer and another girl pulled off their tights and used them to tie my hands and wrists.

Then, they took a few pictures, with Summer and another girl posing on top of me.
After they took the photos they made me agree to some "sanctions" in return for my release - one of which was that I had to be their pool boy at a pool party they were having that weekend.
Then most of the girls left and I thought Summer would untie me.
Boy, was I wrong!

She pounced on me and began to kiss me aggressively.
When she was done, she pulled away and I looked at her in amazement.
She giggled and told me that she liked me.

Long story short, I agreed to be her boyfriend, and I was for a few weeks until she found a cuter boy.
I'm still a little bitter about that - I didn't find out that she dumped me until I saw her with the other boy - but she got what she deserved anyway.
After she got her heart broken a few years later, she called me to apologise for how she treated me and told me what had happened.
I told her I had already forgiven her and that I would come over to check she was alright.
I comforted her and, believe it or not, we ended up kissing on her bed.
It was only a quick fling, a one-nighter, because she decided to swear off boys for a few years, but she trusted me enough to keep me as a friend.
We still are friends and, to date, she has kept her promise not to go out with boys.
So far.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Sat Oct 03, 2015 1:29 am

Part 7 - Marcie

This TUG, surprisingly, happened at school.

I was friends, and had been since I was 11, with a beautiful girl called Marcie.
She had long blonde hair, usually tied into a ponytail, and deep blue eyes.
She was also a gymnast, and I often went to the Gymnastics club on Wednesday Lunchtimes to offer my support to her.

Little did I know that she had a huge crush on me.
Eventually, she decided to act upon it.

It was, for me, just a normal lunchtime.
I came to watch her gymnastics routine, and clapped along with the other spectators.
Then, as I was leaving, one of the girls on the team told me that Marcie wanted to talk to me in the changing rooms.
Stupidly, I didn't question why she would invite me into the changing rooms to talk, and I just went with it.

As soon as I entered the changing rooms, I was jumped by five girls - the entire gymnastics team, minus the girl who had led me into the trap.
All of them were still in their pink gymnastics leotards.
They easily pinned me to the floor.
I couldn't see what was happening, as quite early on, a pair of tights were tied around my eyes, blindfolding me.
Eventually, the girls had me pinned firmly to the floor.
I felt a weight on my chest, but the rest of the girls had backed off.

Then my blindfold was removed.
The only girl remaining in the room was Marcie.
She smiled at me, and told me she liked me. A lot.
Then, without waiting for me to reply, she kissed me firmly on the lips.

Once she was done, I thought she'd let me go.
But to my horror, she tied my wrists to the bench with some tights, and stuffed some socks into my mouth, securing the gag with another pair of tights.
"MMMMPH!" I cried as Marcie blew me a kiss and left the room.

Suffice to say, I was found by the Year 7 girls' volleyball team who had a fun half-hour playing with their new-found toy before they let me go.
Unfortunately, I never got into a relationship with Marcie because the very next day, she left the country to move to America.
Sadly, i haven't heard from her since.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Mon Nov 02, 2015 6:56 am

Part 8 - Ellie

This TUG happened when I was 12.
Ellie, or Eleanor, was the twin sister of one of my friends. She was 12, my age, and had long black hair and green eyes, which I thought was a very interesting combination.

One day, when I came over to see my friend, I was alone in his room for a few minutes while he did some chores for his parents.
Ellie came into the room, wearing pink tights and a yellow dress.
I didn't know Ellie all that well, and had only seen her a few times.
That said, I acknowledged that she was pretty.

She smiled at me. "Hi Jon."
"Um...hi." I didn't really know what to say.
"Could you come and see something in my room? Please?" she pleaded.
"Uh...sure."

I followed her to her room, where she locked the door.
"Why did you do that?" I asked.
She giggled. "I'm a Black Widow, Jon. And you just fell into my web."

She grabbed me and threw me down onto the floor, where she sat astride my back and tied my wrists together with some tape.
Then she pulled off her tights and gagged me with them.
"Stay here, sweetie. I got to take care of something!"

She left me there, struggling, for a few minutes, then returned.
"Hey, Jon. I'm going to ungag you now."
She did so, and I asked her why she was doing this.
She didn't answer, but kissed me on the lips briefly.

After that, she untied me and let me go.
Weirdly, she ignored me completely after that.
Eventually I found out why - it was because she had been scared off by the next girl on the list, Kitty.

Re: Flirting TUGs

Postby Jon Snow » Tue Jan 05, 2016 11:14 am

Part 9 - Kitty

Kitty was a gorgeous girl in my class at school.
She was a goth type girl - always wearing black, even in school.
She wore fishnet tights and knee-high boots, as well as gothy makeup and black lipstick.
I honestly have no idea how she got away with all that, but I guess my school authorities werent the strictest I've seen.

Anyway, as I said in my last part, Kitty found out that Ellie had a thing for me and scared her off, leading me to believe she herself had a crush on me.
Honestly I couldn't quite believe it.
Kitty was way out of my league and I knew it.
That said, she was still stunningly attractive, especially with the "bad-girl" attitude.
As you might expect from a girl with that attitude, she was a bit of a dom.
Unlike the rest of the TUGs on this topic, the TUG I had with her was an actual date - our first.

She came up to me at school one day and told me to meet her at her house after school on Friday.
I did as she asked and when we both arrived she pulled me inside.
She took me up to her room and pushed me down on the bed.
I opened my mouth to speak but she shushed me with a finger.
Then, deciding that a finger was too temporary a measure, she grabbed a thigh-high black sock and tied it around my mouth.
She straddled me and pushed my hands to the back of the bedframe, where she produced a pair of plastic handcuffs.
She cuffed me to the bed and smiled.

She spoke for the first time since we had arrived.
"I like my boys submissive, Jon. Will that be a problem?"
Still gagged, I shook my head.
She smiled. "Good."

Then she descended on me, kissing me all over my face and neck, leaving smears of black lipstick all over me.
Eventually, she got bored of that and ungagged me, then she began kissing me on the lips.
After about another hour of this, she finally released me.
Unfortunately, she only did this to me the once.
She moved on from me quite quickly and soon she had another boy toy cuffed to her bed.