Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Sat Jul 10, 2010 11:54 am

Story coming up about Zack and I who babysat his brother and his friend. Tie ups involved. Anybody interested?
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tieup2008 » Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:01 pm

Definately! In the more intimate section when babysitting too. I'm intrigued now.
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:48 pm

Part One

My parents, along with Zacks parents, were going away together on a weekend getaway. Zack and I were left with the responsibilty of zacks brother, dylan. Dylan was 15. Zack and I were 17. On friday night, we all completed our sports games, and headed to my house.

Zack jumped in the shower, while Dylan and I went to my room. We were playing video games and I was killing him. I began teasing him, and he said to shut up, claiming he could beat me up. I laughed it off, and he got up, preparing to tackle me. I turned arpund, to put down my phone.

Next thing I knew, dylan was on top of me. Normally, I would be able to toss him off me, but he managed to get my hands behind me. That's when I heard the sadly familar, click. When I realized what had happened, it was too late to stop him.

Within seconds, my mouth was taped, and my fate was sealed. He pulled off my baseball pants as I struggled. He taped my thighs together, along with my feet. I struggled in my jock, socks, and baseball shirt as he dragged me to the bathroom. He pushed me in a corner as I mpphhed. He turned on the shower, drowning any other noises of mine, along with giving me an alibi, and closed the bathroom door behind him.

I struggled some more, but ducttape wasn't going anywhere. I was pissed at myself for being so ignorant. About a half hour later, dylan came back in, smiling. There goes my only hope of Zack capturing Dylan. Dylan dragged me out of the bathroom, turning off the shower as we left. We entered the game room, as Dylan kicked his older brother.

I mphhed at Zack, in the same exact position as me. Our captor kicked us both in the crotches, making us moan and giving our attention to him. He spoke to us. He told is that from now until the end of the weekend, we were his slaves. We mphhed our disagreements. He then was promphted to sit on our chests, since we were next to each other. He ripped off our gags, and we quickly began cursing him and demanding our release, or else.

He ended our coversatuion by pulling off his baseball socks. I clamped my mouth shut, as did Zack, but he simply clamped our noses, and we were forced to take his socks to suck on. He sealed the socks in with some duct tape and then pulled out his phone.

He was calling his friend, Sean, to come over. From the conversation, it appeared like we were going to have company. Dylan got into the shower, and got out 20 minutes later. Dylan got us presentable, uncuffing us, taking off our shirts, and then taping our hands to our sides. He then ran downstairs to greet his friend.

Sean entered the room, and almost screamed with disbelief. Holy shit dude, you tied them both up! Dylan said yes, and that they were their bitches for the weekend. They wasted no time getting in apprioate clothes for our enjoyment. They both stripped themselves down to thier boxers and socks. Sean, as I guessed was into bondage, and wasn't afriad to get us seniors pissed at him.

Unfornately for us, they managed to wear some gross old socks, old shoes, and a variety of other things. Soon they were giving us titty twisters, tickling our poor feet and other areas of our body until we were begging for mercy. They took pictures of us, and then settled down to watch a movie. The each rested their socked feet on our noses, and forced us to sniff. Dylan had an old pair of socks that he had really sweated in. They were sweaty when I got them.

I mphhed, groaned and moaned, but the two evil sophomores showed us no mercy. But payback was in store...

Please let me know if youvard interested in me continuing. Thanks.
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Sat Jul 10, 2010 7:15 pm

Part Two

Dylan and Sean finished their movie, and felt it was time to mess with us. They untaped me first, and tied me to a chair in the other room. They mitted my hands, and tied them behind my back. They taped my chest to the chair, limiting my movement.

Then, suddenly, Sean pulled off my jock. I mpphhed in embarrassment as they stared at
my hard dick. They laughed at me as they taped my legs to each leg of the chair, spreading my legs far apart. They ungagged me, and left me, tied to a chair, naked. 10 minutes later, Zack was next to me, same position, same embarrassing predicament.

Dylan was kind enough to retrieve two of my baseball socks from my laundry hamper, and using them as blindfolds, took away our sense of sight. I knew something big was about to happen when a hand was clamped over my mouth. I drooled into it, but unable to yell, see or struggle, waited. A few seconds later, I was recieving a handjob.

I moaned into the hand. 10 minutes later, I had had my fun. After Dylan cleaned it up, he ripped off my blindfold. He slowly pulled off his boxers. I cursed him.

That wasn't the right thing to do. That's when I began wishing for my freedom. Dylan was a little bitch. He taped me up even more, securing me to the chair even more. Then he grabbed his used boxers and shoved them into my helpless mouth. After he secured that in, he tickled me.


Like really tickled me.


Everywhere.


As sad as it was, at the end of it, I had peed myself a little. Dylan laughed at me, teased me, and mocked me. He grabbed his pair of nike shox and put them to my nose. I hate being tied. I lose control of my body...



More if you want...
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby sarumansauron » Sat Jul 10, 2010 9:21 pm

Good story! More please! Thanks!

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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Sun Jul 11, 2010 12:29 pm

Part 3

after Dylan was done, he ungagged me. I cursed him, but the evil brat punched me in the gut, shutting me up. I realized Zack was gone, and so was Sean. I wondered where they had gone, but had other things to worry about at the moment.

Dylan untied my hands, pulled my hands n front of me, and handcuffed them. He untaped my legs, and ordered me up. I Refused, just for fun. He shook his head and laughed. He told me that I was to call him, "master". I refused again. He pulled something out of his pocket. I looked on as he wrote on my chest. Slave boy was enscribed on my chest in no time with a sharpie. He ordered me up. I refused. He shook his head again.

He put a collar on me, then yanked on it. He sat in the chair I had
just vacated and then pulled again, forcing ne on top of him. He grabbed something from the ground. I starting begging, but he ignored my pleas. I was forced to remain on him as he spanked me with a paddle. After a few minutes, I was just about crying. Stupid bitch he told me. Get up, he ordered.

This time I obeyed. He led me by my collar downstairs. When we arrived in the guest suite, he took off my mitts, but the handcuffs remained. He got a huge rope, and used that as a leash. He shackled my feet. He then told me to get on the ground. He put up his feet.

I shook my head and said no way. He pulled me closer, so my face was touching his crotch. I readdressed him. I mean, whatever you say. He kept my face there, holding the rope tight. I mumbled the word.

He kept it there, and shouted, what! I shouted, mastter. He said good, now lick my feet. I heistated, but didn't really want to find out what dylan would do to me. So for the next hour, I licked his feet. He had a long whip with him, and whenever I stopped I was hit.

Damn I hated sophomores. What people can do with handcuffs, tape and rope. Look at me for instance. I, a senior, worshipping a sophomores feet, tied naked in front of him.

Part 3 ended. Let me know if you still like it.
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby turkeyman » Sun Jul 11, 2010 3:32 pm

You never fail to amaze with your stories! :)

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby kneesocktied » Sun Jul 11, 2010 4:20 pm

More! (:

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Jul 11, 2010 8:42 pm

(*drool!*) :annoy:
You lucky son of a... WTF are you COMPLAINING about?!! :quirk:
I'd LOVE to have someone like that do all that **** to me again!!! :twisted:
Great story. Please continue!!! :big:
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Jul 12, 2010 10:49 am

Very Good! More please! Thanks!

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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby bostonmagic31 » Tue Jul 20, 2010 7:49 am

is there anymore to this storie?? i hope there is

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Jul 20, 2010 8:28 am

bostonmagic31 wrote:is there anymore to this storie?? i hope there is

I hope so too. You got a really great story going here, Tiedup101; please don't stop NOW!!!
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To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Wedgieboy » Wed Jul 21, 2010 8:00 pm

I aswell hope so. This story is fantastic!

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Thu Jul 22, 2010 2:46 pm

Here we go:

Part 4:

After about an hour of licking my masters dirty, sweaty feet, Dylan was ready for a change. He got up, and le me by the rope up a few sets of stairs and into my bedroom. Zack was nowhere to be found, and I began to worry, hoping he was allright. I didn't worry for long because Dylan told me to hop onto the bed.

In about 10 minutes, I was tied to my own bed by Dylan. He put a funnel gag on me, grabbed some orange juice, and began pouring. It was way after that I had had my share when he stopped. Had probably drinken 3/4 of the OJ. Then tied a soccer sock around my eyes, and I quickly fell asleep. I awoke to someone lightly tickling my armpits. I opened my eyes, and dylans face was the first thing I saw. He untied me, and handcuffed me. He grabbed the rope on my collar, and I was on the ground. I looked up a him, for I was o my knees like a dog. He wa telling me that he was going to uncuff me, only so I could put on the tiny, like super tiny, black underwear on. I nodded my head, and he unlocked the cuffs.

I don't know if anyone has heard that saying, going something like this, once youve tasted freedom, you crave it until you get it. Well, that's how I felt when he unlocked my cuffs. I lunged at Dylan, but I was almost like he expected it. Two carefully aimed punches to my gut and bare balls, and I was on the floor, groaning.
Dylan slapped me on the balls as he sat on me. He mitted my hands, and then put my tiny underwear on for me. It clearly outlined my dick, and didn't even cover half of my behind. He got off me, got dressed in althetic shorts and boxers. He grabbed the leash, and led me downstairs as a dog. Once he had led me outside, he informed me that I was a dog and he was my master and this was my training. He untied he rope around my collar, and replaced it with a long chain. He then told to sit. I obeyed, my hands at my side, my legs behind me, and my butt sitting my legs. He
told my to lie down. I obeyed, putting my legs and arms in a spreadeagle position. He ordered me up, he threw a shoe into the yard, and I was ordered to get it. So for the next hour, I was ordered to fetch his shoe.

He got bored of doing that after a while, and decided it was time for another change. He grabbed a bag I had not noticed before, and pratically dragged me into the woods.....

Let me know if you want more!
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Thu Jul 22, 2010 7:12 pm

Part 5:

I got to my feet, and matched his face as he led me into the woods. We came upon my cabin/treehouse. He clearly was the destination. He led me to the door, got out a key, and opened it. I had no idea where he had gotten it, but didn't have much time to think as he pulled me inside. The cabin was just one room, a bed, a table with chairs, no bathroom, and just a few lights. He quickly prepared for us. He unpacked his large bag, pulling out a couple pairs of cuffs, and then pulling me over to a chair, and locking one of my wrists and one of my ankles to the chair.

Then he started pulling out chains, food, and misc. Other equipment for apparently a day and night here. He began setting up for my next position in bondage. Minutes later, he was ready to try it out on me. He hooked up some chains to me, and instantly I was tied in a standing spreadeagle. He pulled a ballgag from his pile of stuff and I obeintly accepted the gag. Soon I was drooling away, unable to talk.

Dylan then began to have a little fun with me. I hated that stupid sophomore. He tickled my armpits for a while, then he worked his way to chest and then, laid down on the floor to tickle my feet. He lifted one of my feet from the ground, held it still with one of his hands, and began the tickling. I was drooling buckets, struggling like crazy, peeing drips, and all the while, Dylan continued.

He loved the site of my pain. He got up and began twisting my nipples. He squeezed, pinched, and piled them. Then he undid my ballgag, which, since I was so pissed off, began cursing him and demanding my release. He quickly grabbed his dirty baseball sock, and soon I had nicely tasting sweaty article of clothing to suck on. To punish me for my bad behavior, he attached one of his shoes to my nose, changing my clean air supply to sweaty air supply. I mpphed more, furious that dylan was forcing me to taste and smell his sweat.

He responded to my pleas with cutting off my tiny underwear, and giving me a slow handjob. He edged ne for more than two hours, then stopped. That was the worst torture. I moaned, begging through his used sock for him to continue. When he laughed at my discomfort, I struggled. He then untied me, carefully tying me to the one bed in the cabin. He left me shoe and gag on, put some nipple clamps on, and then did something big.

He began sucking my dick. It was so satifying. After that was done, he cleaned me up. Then he took off his shoe, and basically put his bare ass on my face. I mpphhed into the dirty sock as his butt crack neared my nose. Luckily he stopped. Then he undid my gag. I tried to refuse it, but I had no choice. In no time, I was sucking his dick.

Me, a straight senior, having sex with a gay sophomore... Tied naked to a bed in a cabin in the middle of nowhere.

Le me know if you want more!
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby bostonmagic31 » Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:24 pm

more more more please more

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:41 pm

Of course we want more!!!!! :big:
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby sarumansauron » Fri Jul 23, 2010 3:23 pm

Good continuation. More please! Thanks!

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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Aug 23, 2010 10:27 pm

Yes, please continue, Tiedup101 - especially as I was nice enough to resume MY story ahead of my planned schedule just because you asked me to!
Fair's fair! Now I'm asking you! :big:
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Aug 24, 2010 7:22 am

cricks5 wrote:I agree with Jason and offer incentive.

Finish this or else Valten will be the next targeted student in School of Tieups!

Tom will keep him safe provided you continue this story soon! :big:
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To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Aug 24, 2010 8:19 am

Lighten up, Cricks. It was a joke.
I know having Asperger's Syndrome deadens the sense of humor in most cases (thankfully not mine), but you serfiously need to learn to tell a joke when you see one when you are talking with me.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby fratboydanny » Tue Aug 24, 2010 11:29 am

well, soccer socks, baseball socks, jock straps, duct tape, rope, collars, ball gags, foot worshipping, this is one very good story and this is one reader who can not wait to see more. PLEASE, i beg i'll do anything for you, but, PLEASE, tiedup101 continue...

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Aug 24, 2010 11:36 am

Reminds me when my cousins had me and one or two others tied up and helpless and were tormenting us and we'd plead for mercy. They always liked to say "They're so cute when they beg!"
So okay we're begging. Continue your story please. :big:
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Tue Aug 24, 2010 1:48 pm

Sorry busy I'll try to do it soon
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby tiedup101 » Sun Aug 29, 2010 3:52 pm

Sorry I kept everyone waiting. There's not much more of the story, in fact, nothing really, so I won't bore. He untied me, took off all my restraints and gag, then he simply handcuffed and we, well, made out. He then uncuffed me, and we went back to the house. We met up with the other two, and we simply hung out. That's about it. Sorry for the disapointmwnt.
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Aug 29, 2010 9:02 pm

I vote that several of us gang up on Tieup101 and give him a new story to write about with a more exciting ending!!! :twisted:
Perhaps that will help him cope with his evident case of writer's block!!! :bound:
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Re: Watch Your Back, And Your Friend's

Postby Misquamicut » Mon Aug 30, 2010 7:38 am

Actually I was satisfied with TiedUp101's story ending, giving us just a little space to imagine what came next. Hehe. Having said that, hell yes I would LOVE to gang up on him and relieve his tensions so he could return to writing his fun stories.

I would invite him to fly up for a visit, and 'arrange' for a limo to meet him. Unbeknownst to him, I would be the driver. As I held the door for him to get into the deeply tinted window passenger compartment, several others of our gang would suddenly hop in from both sides and TiedUp101 would be rendered helpless as he was whisked away to commence a memorable visit.