Neither of our wives knew about our private hobby. His wife was away and he needed computer help and called me down to his house. I didn't really expect any fun to happen, but being the incurable optimist I brought a length of rope with me, hoping I could at least get him to tie my hands behind me. His house is bigger than mine with more places to hide things, so we kept our stash of dresses/ropes/tape/etc there in a locked heavy plastic case in the basement.
I fixed his PC, and he asked the leading question, "Well, now what do you want to do?" I knew what *I* wanted, I turned in my chair and I said, "Struggle." He nodded, and had to get things out. I handed him the single rope I'd brought and told him when I got loose I'd be down. So, he tied my hands behind the chair, it was long enough to reach my ankles for a turn or two, and he left me, ungagged, closed the door since his son, maybe about 2 or 3, was out as well.
I squirmed in my chair, enjoying the feel of the ropes, even though I was still my male self (more on that another time). I freed myself in a matter of minutes and went downstairs. He got out for me to wear some nice red lingerie, a miniskirt, pantyhose, and 3" red high heels. I stuffed the cups with pantyhose balled up for faux breasts. Once dressed I immediately went into DiD mode, my hands in the air as he guided me to a wooden chair identical to the one in his room. In-character I begged him, "Take anything you want, please don't tie me up..."
He sat me in the chair and now armed with more rope securely tied my hands behind my back.
"But nobody may find me for days down here!" I pleaded. "At least you'll be comfortable," he replied as he tied my legs and ankles with more rope.
Then my gag....I shrank back into the chair and watched my eyes fixed, as he approached me with a length of tape, watching and feeling it as he pressed it over my mouth and smoothed it over my cheeks, followed by another strip.
"Hmmmffph!" was all I could say now. He retrieved more rope and tied my legs and ankles to the chair. I struggled, and that was about all I could do....
He disappeared to check his son and I struggled harder, moving the chair this way and that, going after my cell phone which was on the table beside the couch in his finished basement. I grabbed it and scooted my chair back into place before he returned, holding more rope! He held it and looked straight at me, as if to say, "Should I use this on you, too?" I leaned forward, "NNNNNMMMFFPH!!" and shook my head wildly! He walked briskly up to me and spyed the phone in my hand. "You won't be needing that" he told me as he took it from me, pocketed it, and used the newfound rope to tightly bind my body to the back of the chair!
He sat and watched me struggle and squirm, I behaved as if he wasn't there as I mewed into my gag and strained against the ropes, I really couldn't get free...I didn't want to either

Eventually he untied me and I promised to return the favor, which I later did.
This is one of years worth of bondage TUGs I'd be happy to share if there's any interest. Please let me know
