## Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarwrductan » Thu Nov 24, 2011 5:45 am

While this story is fiction the acts, discriptions,and circumstancs are true.
It was around 6:00 evening when I made it to my friends house. James and Renni were eating dinner and the kids were eating theirs in the living room watching HE-Man.
I sat my bag on a chair and pulled up a chair to sit and eat a sandwich with them during which time we talked and its decided today I'll be tied up wearing a disposeable diaper,taped on; with 2 pair of tights(for increased tightness and sensation) and a step into turtleneck leotard that zips in back and locks, plus the ankle tie ballet slippers. At this point the only part of me not covered in spandex nylon is my face and hands.
Also take out of my bag 2 eight foot ropes and the 100 foot rope, duct tape,two bandannas.
While the kids went with Renni to a neighbors where they will be spending the night,James will be tying me up, that is once I'm dressed and locked in my outfit
James stuffs a folded bandanna in my mouth to start and duct tapes it in wrapping about 4 times around, then blindfolds me with the other bandanna wrapping duct tape twice to cover that. He ties my hands behind me with an 8 foot rope and then uses the other on my ankles. I can feel myself arousing at this point and its hard not to fidget when my shaft is struggling against compression.
Starting at my neck and working his way down, James ties me with the 100 ft rope, in like a package tie, looping and a slip knot looping and a slip knot and so on till all that is used up. Then he lays me on the floor and tells me I can start trying to get loose that I have 10 minutes.
I got the 100 ft off in the first 2 minutes after using the couch and my head to lift myself to my feet. Then collapse onto the couch and then to my knees to find the knot on my ankles
All this movement is having a distracting effect on my concentration because the diaper pushed against my shaft is rubbing it .
All the while I've been doing this in a blindfolded kind of bliss.
Finally, my ankles are free....I've used about 6 minutes. The knot tieing my hands, where is it I'm asking myself, as James starts tickling me here and there where ever I can't pull away from him ...and flicks my ears a couple of times to be more a distracting irritant...LOL
Eight minutes and still no knot located; the solution is to go for pulling any loose strands over my hands. 9 minutes and 30 seconds I've gotten three strands off
By ten minutes,.. I was one strand around both hands away from being free and all the stuff put in a neat stack ready for the next use Plus I'd still not gotten my gag nor blindfold off. James laughed and helped me out with the blindfold and gag, while I finished freeing my hands.
James told me my penalty is I can't take my outfit off. I can't wear anything covering it up in any way. I have to wear it 3 days this way at home with my legs shackled. At any time he would come to my door and I had 1 minute to answer dressed exactly like I am. He warns me he might send someone else too so I'd better not try to cheat and take it off. He knows I can pick the lock spare key or none
Hmmm....Good thing I don't have to work this week...I'm thinking...Then he adds that if I pee in the diaper I'll have to change it and put a new one on but add a cloth diaper sewed over plus put my tights suit back on and locked and everytime I have to do this adds another hour to the time I'm stuck .
Renni shows me a video that she and James did editing to compiled of footage of all my tieups into one film and it was made not flattering and really quite degrading. I'll either do as they tell me or this video will be put on the web.
You know the off thing is while all that was going on the only thing I've been interested in is to get r-e-l-i-e-f! And now I know I'm going to have to dance and wiggle myself to get it using my outfit to do it. But will they be able to tell if I do? Time will tell Perhaps?
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by Chase Ricks » Thu Nov 24, 2011 6:10 am

Good luck seeing how well you can get your needed relief.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarwrductan » Fri Nov 25, 2011 2:35 pm

Part 2
Once it'd gotten dark, James let me leave. I was still dressed in the tights suit and the leg chains, and of course still the diaper underneath; and squirming so just wanting relief.
It was while driving home that the diaper pinched up, and compressed my shaft enough,that everytime I moved from gas to brake, I wanked myself. Sooo, At every stoplight I'd hold the brake with my foot and move my right leg and at a stop sign on a dark side street about two blocks from home, I exploded forth but beings it was pinched ..ahhhh-ohhhaaouch! Jumping from my car grabbing myself trying to loosen the outfit's hold....me there on a neighborhood street at dark, dressed like that wearing chains on my feet....probably would have been an excellant video for humiliation later on; I'm thinking as I released the flow then I quickly got back in the car and got out of the area...hoping nobody saw that and got it on video...LOL
I thought for a moment I smelled it and told myself "no way" Not with all that plastic and cotton, and three layers of bodywear!...then wondered?
I arrived home and entered my house to find Cindy Jason and Scotty home. who laughed at me like school children in a play yard, making fun of me..."How did my ballet lessons go?...What kind of ankle trainers are those?....Awwwlll him look so cute in his wittle ballet outfit."..and on and on
It seems they were called by James and told of my plight and are here to "watch" me. I could feel my cheeks of my face flushed a little as Scotthad already smacked my behind to hear the plastic and announced "yep!...he's still wearing his diaper!"...at which time he and Jason offer me their "Binkies" in baby talk to me. Jason had slipped up on me and smacked me also but in the groin, shouting ,"you're right Scott he is still in a diaper!"
I tried to grab Jason in a head lock but being young and fast (a real looker for the girls)...he escaped my grasp and laughed
I turned to go after Scott,his brother, but Scott stopped and backed away.
Scott is blonde haired, Jason has black;Both are around 5'10", at slim and medium builds. One plays soccer and the other basketball
Cindy is a blonde with flowing golden yellow hair shiny and when in sunlight wearing white she's sooo beautiful so radiant in my eyes.
(Smiling), but here at this moment in the story, we being friends for so long, she doesn't have that look...(another smile)
Scott and Jason come charging back into the room with some cloth, some thread, and scissors. I thought I was busted for the wetness in my diaper.
but before I could say a word they told me James said my outfit was too black and if they agreed then do something about it and make it worth their time so here it is. They're going to lighten it up a bit.
As per James' orders I ended up with my hands chained in the air while the boys sewed that cloth around me drawling it so tight like briefs.
Cindy gave it away asking them what was it that's written on the back...and I immediately turned to her and the mirror behind her and it read..."Insert IT Here" and had a circle with an x in the middle of it, on my rear.
I tried to kick one or both each scattering to avoid my efforts mocking me because of my limitations and laughing at me acting like their falling down laughing at me...and I'm yelling in rage at them embarrased about that being on me.
When I wouldn't quiet down or hold still I ended up sock gagged with duct tape wrapped five times around my lower face and three more strands put over my eyes. Then Scott held me while Jason finished the sewing.
An hour later, long after they'd done their deed I'm still suspended there, and they keep me for several hours. I about went nuts having nothing to see or do and my arms were numb (I had poor circulation) plus the gravity of holding them up so long I literally collapsed into their arms when they took me loose for bed. Cindy massaged me and washed me up a little then we went to bed her cuddling up to me telling me I'm her babe....ahhh one of those precious moments you know....
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by tiedup101 » Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:08 pm

Great story! Love the diaper predicament! Please continue.
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### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarwrductan » Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:30 am

Part 3
While I lay sleeping, Cindy took the stitches out of the cloth Jason and Scott sewed on me, and she gradually removed it as I turned in my sleep,restless in my outfit and the shackles
It was 6:00 morning and still dark out; frost was on the roof tops and all,...when Jason knocked on our bedroom door to announce someone at the door to do a costume check. Neither I nor Cindy were at all happy to be woke up for that.
Getting up to go to the door so who ever can see me, that I'm still locked in my outfit and pat my behind feeling for the diaper was not something I was happy with
Annnnnd now that I'm up, ...of course, I have to pee...so I do, there's no use trying to hold it. That's all the diaper will hold...now its soaking my tights down my legs and on the floor in the hall way as I'm greeted by James himself.
"Well...I was going to take you with me to an appointment, just to embarrase you, he said....but since you're leaking and obviously in a state of humiliation,...he smiles real big at me....frustration,needing clean up and all...think I'll pass taking you. Don't want pissy seats you know.
"James" I cut in..."What?..are you bored?..Are you high?...What?"..I shouted at him
"Ohhh did baby boy get wokeen up to early" he asks "If him wanna go back to sleep poo I'll let wittle baby ...but only after you change and clean up this mess" offering me the keys.
You do understand this is all apart of your penalty for not getting loose in time before...right? he asks. "Yeah" I answered feeling some shame.
Tell you what I'm going to do" he says; just as Jason walks in leading Scott on a leash blindfolded, gagged, and shackled, wearing a panty girdle, towards the bathroom the long way, just so James could see him....."Nice job Jason" James Hi fives him then takes a quick picture on his cell phone catching both Scott and me at the same time in our predicaments. Then winks at Jason who thumbs up signs him and moves on with Scott.
You were saying" I reminded him,...then offered him into our kitchen for some coffee,...."Wha-uhh-huh Oh yeah!" he says..."Almost forgot...by the way, there wasn't really an appointment...I was just messing with you to see if you had the guts to walk out in broad daylight with me wearing that outfit I got you in...then continues "I'll let you out of your outfit and the diaper penalty, if you can escape my next tie up in under ten minutes...free and clear" he offers.
And if I don't"..I ask. Then you're going to be the piss smelliest pink ballet outfit wearing locked up boy that even Cindy won't let stay in the house" he counters
"Can't I just ask for modifications to this one and stay the present penalty?" I counter offer.
"Hey!..You're in penalty to me !" he reminds me loudly "You supposed to do exactly how I say without question or complaints for three weeks now!"
"I'm just asking for half an hour out each night to take a bath, and use the toilet,then I'll get right back into it locks and all within the half hour...no exceptions" I asked pleadingly.
His silence drove me nuts, but he relented letting me have that. To pay for it, I'm going to be wearing a panty girdle, two pair of hot pink tights, and a pink leotard that zips in back, and locks. I'll be sealed in turtleneck pink from my neck down. All that won't be pink will be my head and hands. Plus he's making me wear a butt plug and a tu tu.
Going once" he says....in response to my hesitation..."Going twice"...I shouted O.K. knowing this will have a lot of humiliating moments with it. "Sold!" He declares.Plus its now four weeks confinement.
"You still have the tie up offer on the table which I'll modify now as,...If you can get loose you're free of three of those four weeks. If you cannot get out in under ten minutes then you will be wearing that outfit for eight weeks, butt plug included,plus a penis gag, plus cook Cindy and the boy's dinner every night plus do the dishes the whole eight weeks with no chance of any changing it unless I,Cindy,Jason,and Scott talk about it first, and say so.
"James...you do know I have a right to tie you up to try to win my freedom if I can keep you tied up longer than Fifteen minutes...right?" I remind him.
Ya-uhh...but not until you have served your punishment in full first!..he demands. "Whatsa-matter" he asks "You afraid you won't escape this next tie-up, and wearing that tu tu to work?"....That's it!..isn't it? You're not wanting to have to go to work dressed in your pink suit....you wusey!...he says.
Al-right Al-right! I'm sorry! Geesh!...Yeah, you're right! I don't want to be a spectacle for the public to see and mock, nor be alone in the bathroom trying to get it out to pee, or try to speak plain to customers around that penis gag, or try to get anywhere being efficient tripping on the leg shackles!...
There now"...Doesn't that feel better out than keeping it all in? he asks... If you want out, I'll let you buy your way out with five hundred cracks with belts on your bare behind, plus put you confined in diapers for six months no chance of getting out, even by any tie ups. A penis pacifier every night with that. and the butt plug at all times, except when you go of course...you'll get half an hour each night to shower and use it. Every time you wet the diapers, another week gets added. You'll be free of the pink tights suit and girdle, but you'll still have to cook and do the dishes.
Renni, myself, Cindy, Jason, and Scott, will each have two inch wide belts or straps which will be four feet long, and your hands will be chained to the ceiling
holding you on your tip toes. You will have no clothes on at all, the whole time you're being whipped....Take it or keep the other deal. No more changes.
I altered my story some and somehow have put myself into having to make a choice here. I thought It'd be interesting to see if you guys and gals would offer which choice I should make. Keep in mind I realize I've already gotten away with too much whining and not being a good costumed captive, plus I'm not comfortable with my sexuality enough as to go in open society dressed that way. The diaper choice, my clothes will cover it, and only select few will even
know I'm wearing one...but maaaan!...500 hits with a belt on the rear from five people?....
Choose my fate. I'm at your mercy.
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by thewrath248 » Sun Nov 27, 2011 5:42 pm

I'd like to hear both sides of the story but i think you should do a gambling thing or something to keep it random for everyone. If he loses, your out, if you lose, you take the tights and leotard with the penis gag and diaper for 2 weeks but you take of work and are forced to do everything Cindy says when everyone else isn't there. I like the story so far.
You can find me, you can bind me, you can fight me, you can try me, but I'll still come out on top. Literally

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarwrductan » Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:14 am

Thank you for your response......O.K. to be clearer...the choices are...
A) Butt plug,panty girdle,2 pair of hot pink tights and a leotard that locks sealing me in hot pink all except my head and hands; plus a tu tu
B)500 cracks on bare butt, hanging on tip toes nude whipped by 5 people using belts or straps then confined to wear diapers 6 months and butt plug 24 hours a day, and a pacifier gag to bed every night.
So @thewrath248 do I take it then your choice was (A)???? And what did you mean by "Knowing the other side of the story? PLease?
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by xtc » Mon Nov 28, 2011 6:57 am

I always believe a writer should take the story the way want to. That way, they're more committed to it and, I believe, will write better.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarwrductan » Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:37 pm

Part 4
Saturday afternoon around 1:00 p.m. as he'd said, James and Renni were at my door. With them was a young man named Tom. Tom was Jame's
nephew. Tom is 18 or so, stocky,about 5'11" blonde hair. Tom is handcuffed and shackled like a prisoner in transport and he's muzzled with a
kind of gag that covers about all his face and has a ball in his mouth and its locked in place. He's also wearing a dress, the kind you step into,
and zips in back with a generous skirt. Looks kinda' cute I think. Sorta off white with flower prints...uhh, the dress is.
James and Renni thought may-be Jason and Scott could "Entertain" Tom while I'm getting whats coming for me.
I'm still confined wearing the butt plug, panty girdle, two pair of tights and the leotard, all pink,plus leg shackles. I notice at this time, Tom's
apparently entertained seeing me like this. He looks away when he sees me looking.
Cindy comes from upstairs leading Scott by his arm. He's wearing a hood with a penis gag inside,shaping Scott's head like a canary's; and Jason locked it on with a combination lock
which he's now realized, he doesn't know the combination and Scott's choking cause the collar is too tight. Scott is wearing nothing but a leotard
the kind you step into and zips in back, bright yellow, short sleeved. His arms are bound in these wings...that render his hands useless. On his feet are these feet like a birds feet, except they're locking shoes. Jason put a joining chain between Scott's feet as he locked those shoes .
James and I are looking it over, so Cindy takes Renni and they go to make the room ready, for my pending great escape attempt.
I could never pick combination locks to stack school lockers at school, nor can I now, so James is trying his luck as Tom quietly, patiently, watches
and I think checking me out somemore...looking away quickly, when I look at him. Awkward hunnh?
Tom grunts stepping forward. I was impressed, I understood him when he said "let me try" He's gagged like that and I still understood him?...
James releases Tom's hands...Just as Jason comes bouncing down the stairs and says "Hi" being curteous, and sees Tom fom behind in his dress asking
"And who might this cutie be" realizing as Tom turned around, that it's a boy....and his face got really red as we were all laughing at him, including
Scott.
Tom unlocks the lock and Jason grabs it tossing it into the trash but goes and gets it when I stop laughing and snap my fingers at him as warning not to waste.
"We can get a combination off the lock smith " I said...."Or off Tom" James interrupts, handing Jason a piece of paper Tom had written the numbers on
before he forgot them. "Thanks Tom" I said Jason follows with"Yeah man...me too uhh..I mean thanks" he said blushing about the awkwardness earlier.
"O.K. Scott's out of danger now, Jason's here to take care of him,...and here Jason, This is Tom. He's all yours for the next two hours while we uhh-uhh,
others, work on your dad."
Jason doesn't wait he locks Tom's hands back in his cuffs, attaches a leash , and off they go, quickly, chains clinking against the floor in succession.
Now for you"...James said taking me by the arm. "Time for you to be tied up"
James and I go to the playroom in the basement, next to what used to be the coal bin. In the playroom, James ties rope five times around both my
wrists,then cinches twice between them tying my hands in front of me. He puts the loose end of the rope through a pulley hanging from the ceiling
and pulls my hands up so I'm balancing on my tip toes.
"Since you're dressed for ballet, guess we'll start with you dancing on your toes"...James goes for my ribs tickling me, then to my neck, underarms,
legs,on the insides near my crotch. James sticks his finger in his mouth and sticks them in my ears wet willies, which he knows I hate., and I try to
resist as I think its gross.James does it when he gets the chance just to irritate me. Then james goes back to tickling me.
I'm barely laughing for much at all, so James blindfolds me, then ties my ankles together, removing my shackles,and puts a modified cap over my head
It has earphones to play recorded music or radio
This cap is like a pilot's cap, covering all my head except my face. It seems to drawl the blindfold tighter when he puts the cap on me, and snaps
it under my chin. Then the white noise starts, and its loud!
It seemed like forever before he started tickling me again. I darned near wet myself when he first started because it startled me so much.
The tickling was much more magnified and intense and seemed like he'd never stop. All I know is I was coughing and gasping breathing heavy for air when he stopped and let me rest.
When I was breathing a little more normal He offered me some water to help ease with the cough.
Next, James untied my feet, and pulled one to my left as far as he could and tied it there, then the other as far right as it'd go, and tied it there.
My legs are spread wide and I'm hanging about four feet clear of the floor by my wrists; wearing an all pink outfit, blind, hearing only white noise
This is so...so...uhhhhh...I don't know. "Spooky" perhaps?
Cindy likes using the vibrator on me so when that came on against my butt plug and then was touched to my front, I knew it was her. Later, I learned it was
Renni and James who were slapping my legs and butt cheeks, while Cindy used the vibrator
Between laughing, twisting, squirming, crying, to get away and the tickling and ongoing punishment, I was loud enough to cause Jason to lead Tom down
to where we were to see what was going on. Cindy told me later, that Jason had put make-up on Tom using permanent markers, ...LOL... and had him shackled so bad he had to take baby steps to walk.
I guess he had to let Scott go as he had soccer practice. But, as punishment, Scott had to wear pink satin panties under his white shorts....achem!...????
If I didn't mention it earlier, our basement has twelve foot ceilings, and suspended like I am, James puts a belt around my waist and attaches two others one on each side then ties those off with rope to where he has my ankles tied.
I didn't know it at the time but he'd allowed Tom and Jason to stay and watch. James hung bells on my outfit at my crotch, off each of my feet, and let them tickle me till I made the bells ring.
James opens up the mic, and speaks to me telling me..."What I have to do within fifteen minutes, is get myself out of this situation without anyone of them hearing the bells ringing from upstairs in the kitchen....If I succeed I'll be allowed to take off my pink outfit lose the buttplug, but still cook dinner for Cindy and the boys." These were his instructions into my headset before turning the white noise back on, and herding everybody out to go upstairs and leave me alone to get myself loose.
I'm hanging suspended there thinking, Man!...Wait til its my turn to tie James up again....he's going to be butt plugged so long it'll grow inside him.....
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by Jase1010 » Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:00 pm

I am so glad you're writing again! LOve all the humiliating costumes and butt humiliation. What's a panty girdle?

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarwrductan » Wed Nov 30, 2011 6:56 am

A panty girdle is a tight fitting garment (form of corset) used by women to shape and lift their butts and hips. Used to, it covered from waist to about six inchs down legs however more modern versions are compression briefs. The dictionary describes them as...a woman's elasticised undergarment for supporting or molding the waist and hips. A good example is to take about five or six pairs of pantyhose or tights in your size and cut the legs off six inches below the crotch, then wear all pairs at the same time. This will produce a similar feel of such a garment. Otherwise inquire on the web at rennasonce costume stores.
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarwrductan » Thu Dec 01, 2011 4:39 pm

Part 5
Strung up like this I'm feeling pretty defeated, and that white noise I find really distracting if not annoying. I can't hear myself think. I do
remember being in a situation where I felt defeated like I do now...If I can get a little thing to work now like it did then,...perhaps I can
at least start to get free. M m m m m n n n n n n n h!...No, thatdidn't work. james has my ankle wrapped too many times with the rope
so trying to power out won't work. I did it one time when my weight was against white quarter inch rope, the knot gave way untying itself.
But there was only one or two strands wrapped then. James has wrapped each ankle at least five times I'm thinking.
Today, I'm hanging mostly by three-quarter inch rope off that pulley, its a course rope like used for tying a load to a wagon or truck, back
before they came out with all the newer gadgets. Strained under my dead weight, its got flexibility like if I bounce some as I struggle, but
I'm thinking James has got me pretty certain even without the bells, and there's no way loose, not if I can't get my ankles loose first.
Come on Paul...stop thinking like that..wasn't it you who said if these situations are created by man then a man can defeat them because
there's always a flaw?
Meanwhile, Scott has gotten home from practice and has Jason and Tom dressed in those speedo wears their hands tied behind them, his
sweaty soccer practice socks stuffed in their mouths kept there with duct tape three times around their heads, and blindfolded with ace
wrap bandages( like used for strains or muscle sprains)...having wrapped that over their mouths too. Makes for a better seal of the tape he
told them. It's like smooth sealing the tape using the hold of the bandage and your body heat which melts the glue on the tape. Think I'm
kidding, he says to Tom and Jason, see how easy it is to get the tape off when we're through playing....Jason and Tom are stuck having to
follow Scott by his voice. Anyone who lags behind or goes the wrong direction gets a ping pong paddle cracked on their behinds, or a tap
in the groin, which ever effects change of direction. Its just a light hit. nothing to really hurt. The guys torture each other all the time
with nutball challenges at gym class and at practices.
Upstairs and passing through the kitchen,Scott puts ice cubes in Jason's and Tom's speedos, in front, and pats the cubes against their groins
and then he leads by voice moving on through the hall to grab a couple of sheets out of a closet before they all return to upstairs.
There's a lot of bumping into walls, tripping on carpets, stubbing toes on furniture, and running into each other along the way, plus the
paddle finds its mark at least a thousand or so times against Tom Or Jason....but let your imaginations work for you on that.
Picture two blindfolded guys wearing only speedos and socks, trying to follow a voice in their darkness to lead them, but keeps moving around
imagine the frustration that must lead to, along with melting ice freezing your groins, and your hands you can't use to smack Scott back
when he slaps a stinging smack of that paddle on your butts that lasts a good forty seconds every time. Annnd when you stubbed your toe,
and were dancing around a bit holding your foot up as if it'd comfort the pain, you got no sympathy, just more stinging smacks on your rear,
on your shoulders, and your legs just below your briefs....you mmmmphing in protests ...hit more and told to keep moving walk it off, it'll
go away...Thinking by now I'm sure ...If your hands were free right now you'd wring your brother's (Scott's) neck.
Now...back to Paul. His Fifteen minutes are up.........Do you remember that coal bin I mentioned earlier, that it used to store coal for the
furnace we used to have back when?....That's where Renni and Cindy's been since my fifteen minutes going on half an hour started.
In this house, there's a practice required, that no one is left alone for more than thirty seconds in any one room in any one situation not
watched. If not in the same room then where you can see them at all times.
Cindy and Renni both saw me go down, and heard me when I did...both were at my side in seconds with a knife and some scissors. The rope
my hands had been tied with somehow severed in the pulley, dry rotted,we assume, breaking under my shifting weight and were it not for
my waist tied, to help break my fall, I'd have done the splits more than I already did. But my waist tie held up, so Cindy and Renni getting
to me so quickly, when I yelled at straining my inside thigh muscles of my legs, and charlie horsing, they may have saved me ripping my legs
out of joint at my hips. All three of the boys arrived in a minute and thirty seconds or so after Cindy called out, one still had his hands tied,
and all three still were wearing speedos, the two supported me holding me up while Cindy worked my muscles to relieve the spasms, as
Renni cut the ropes remaining off of me. Then all four helped me to standing on the floor. Whew!...I gotta say, (in my mind to myself),
I'm so Thankful that rope failed because I had been about to give up in frustration as I'm rubbing my leg muscles, and Jason's still holding
me. (Even if it did hurt like M m m m m m m m m m hhh!..Charlie horses and all)...Look, Jason says. Looking over, I see Tom still tied,
he'd spunked in his speedos?...Noooo that's ice, jason says. he was staring at you. Tom looked away when he'd seen us looking his direction
Then Jason made my day right then and there, as he and Cindy were helping me walk around some. He asked, What are the rules about
"how" you got loose? I looked at him , turned his face, and kissed him...he went yeeeuuucht! and wiped it away, technically, I may be a
free man to take my suit off...
James could still call technical, over my whining in the first place, about not wanting to be seen going to, and at work, locked up and
dressed up in my pink tights leotard, butt plug, and so on. and claim because he conceded, I should submitto remain or be tied up again.
Then.....I could be honest and admit I was stuck anyway. Then there's the fact it was nearing thirty minutes I'd been hanging in that as
well. My time limit was fifteen minutes.
Renni untied Tom and had he and Scott collect the bad rope, putting it in the trash.
My bad news is I can't take my outfit off yet. There will be a group vote or consensus...James did leave, but he did ask Cindy and Renni
to watch me. That's allowed.
There ar just times, some of us don't have a lot of money and we improvise things, from what we have or accumulate to play TUGs with.
Snapping out of my thoughts now, Cindy and Jason have been helping me walk off my charlie horses, in my legs, while Tom helping Scott
and Renni, was red in his face. walking behind Scott adjusting his speedos, which appeared to be well "tented" and he was pinched...
it seemed as he was pulling at them as he walked behind Scott to hide "it" from Renni, we think. But it was the way he was walking that
attracted Jason's mine and Cindy's attention to his situation...it just didn't look good and we started laughing...as he realized we're
seeing him, and got beet red, at the awkwardness , and took off upstairs. We had to explain to Renni what just happened and she
said she'd smooth it with him .
By group concensus, after Renni reported to James by phone while he was on break at work, I get to hot soak, and receive a rub down
from Cindy while Scott and Jason were given instructions by James to sort, keep, then throw out the stuff in our play rooms and the boy's
own rooms, if they borrowed anything from us, checking all of it to be sure its in good shape and no damage. James sent apologies to
me and hung up having to get back to work.
I didn't wait....I went straight for the bath tub to soak. Cindy took my outfit and "articles" for cleaning them up, then went to cook dinner
Jason and Scott did as they'd been told. Renni found Tom and the two went out to get some Pizza for everyone, which always helps Tom past
the things like his little embarrasement, as he loves pizza with pepparoni,double cheese, ham, gr. peppers, mmmmmmmmh! That even
makes me hungry!...No...No... The boys had gotten dressed. No more speedos today, unless they strip down playing video games.......
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M New Chapter

Post by sarwrductan » Mon Apr 16, 2012 8:25 am

Chapter Six Wow the times have passed, there's about a six months period of normal times and activities and some times in a hospital that have occurred since . The scene opens On a Saturday morning and I was in the kitchen fixing oats and toast for breakfast wearing this gown that went to my shins with a pair of undies fit for a woman as my punishment outfit for not getting myself loose within fifteen minutes Friday night, from a tie up with two hundred fifty feet of rope
Tom sneaked in behind me and humped me while I was bent over buttering the toast. He scared me such, I dropped everything and for that I gave chase and fell straight to the floor, because the chain padlocked hobbling my feet , I caught my toe in and tripped, landing on the foot stool which knocked my breath out of me and I'm rolling on the floor writhing in pain while Tom was laughing heartily at me.
The others laughed too as they'd come to see what the big thaa-baang was that shook the house. Scott didn't help much saying he'd thought a truck had driven into it. Haah haaaa I remarked still gasping for breath as He and Jason helped me up to a sitting position then joked with me about the big scrape mark mid chest to abdomen.
Jason checked to see I was still padlocked into my undies at that time. Its a rigged ladies girdle he'd created with a chain sewn in the waist inside the underwear lining folded over. It's skin tight stretchy and would look like boxer briefs from a distance to be seen in. They're very hard on a male's tender jewels trapped within.
The guys so enjoyed making me "rise" skin drawn, cramped, squeezed,by it making me squirm and writhe and pull at it or try to, to adjust it off its hold on me. Before I'd swell completely, all the wrestling to keep me from pulling or adjusting it, and all, I'd be wet.
The guys laughing and tickling me shoving me to keep me off balance, during these times.
My underwear still locked in place, Jason sends me to finish fixing breakfast, while they go get dressed and wash up, getting ready for today's activities. He tells me I can get dressed after by putting on the clothes laid on my bed for me.
James left Jason in charge over me. Jason removes my leg chains while I go get dressed . I'd better be back before they're done eating though.
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by sarumansauron » Tue Apr 17, 2012 9:16 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Re: Costumed Bound M/M

Post by Jase1010 » Mon Apr 23, 2012 10:59 pm

More!