Tables turned (F/m)

Postby somememories » Sun Sep 04, 2011 10:14 pm

This is my third post recounting the fun times I had with Lily (not her real name) in high school. We didn't have words for it yet, much less the thorough education available on the Internet, but we were attracted by our mutual interest in bondage. It often led to one person being reminded of their helplessness, as I've detailed earlier. In an earlier post, I described how I had thoroughly enjoyed taking advantage of Lily's revulsion for cotton candy by more or less rubbing her face in it while she was tied up. I'd not have enjoyed it as much if I knew what she had in mind for me...

It was a couple weeks after that last tieup, and it was again her parents who were going to be away. Not for long, but it was planned and announced so Lily and I knew we'd have the house to ourselves. As per custom, we made a bet. I couldn't even tell you what it was. But I remember losing, and worrying what was in it for me. Especially since I was instructed to wear an old t-shirt I wouldn't mind losing.

We had rehearsal together for our school's production of Godspell so we got back to her place and didn't waste much time. While she "set up" in the basement, I changed shirts. She emerged smiling, and I tried to meet her smile with a nervous grin of my own, especially when I noticed the cloth in her hand.

"First, I don't want to spoil the surprise, so you have to let me blindfold you..." I shrugged, a bit jumpy. She'd never tied me up so I didn't have any idea what would happen, as the dark blue scarf stretched across my eyes, shutting out the light. She kissed my lightly on the cheek, and took my hand, leading me downstairs. Other hand on the banister, I let her lead me down to the unfinished room. "Hands up."

I felt a rope going around my right wrist, cinching tight. Hearing it slide, I felt my wrist being raised above my head. "Leave it there." Then a scraping sound, Lily dragging a chair over to get my second wrist Soon enough, I feel it raised and cinched in the rope. "Okay, I'm not done yet..."

I couldn't help grinning because my wrists were parallel but free. I'd simply use my right hand to untie my left and be out of it in a second. That's when things got weird. I felt some cloth drop on my head, and lickety split, she was lashing my wrists together like calf at a rodeo. "What are you doing Lily?"

Her voice wasn't exactly playful. Between the effort of tying me and her plan, she just said "You'll see... There try to get out of that."

I tugged a bit, forcing one wrist up, and then the other. They weren't moving, at least on first glance. "You uh..did a good job."

That's when I heard the smile. "Good. You know, Kevin, I really didn't like the other day. You know with the cotton candy."

I laughed a little into the darkness as she rubbed her hand under my chin.

That's when I heard the blades come apart, and no surprise, she started cutting my shirt off. "But I guess with all the thought you put into it, you do. And I had no idea...."

That's when I realized it wasn't going to be fun, and I started struggling with more earnestness. To no end. (Sorry it's getting late...I'll continue later)

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby xtc » Mon Sep 05, 2011 1:51 am

Thanks for sharing. I look forward to the next episode but don't rush.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby barefoot99 » Mon Sep 05, 2011 9:59 am

xtc wrote:Thanks for sharing. I look forward to the next episode but don't rush.

what this user said
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby somememories » Mon Sep 05, 2011 1:13 pm

So there I was, helpless, arms tied above me to a rope apparently slung over a rafter, blindfolded, and at the mercy of a girlfriend with revenge on her mind.

"Why, sweetie, if you loved cotton candy so much, you should tell the world!" And that's when the blindfold came off and some light leaked in. Leaving me with a pile of cotton candy to eat. A horrible pile of the nasty stuff, right?

I wish. There was a reason I was tied the way I was...the ropes securing my wrists above my head been run through a couple things. I discovered this as a light pink bra, whose I still don't know, was tucked down my arms and stretched over my chest as I looked down, shocked. Only later I figured out Lily must have run the ropes through the arm holes, then kept in near the rafter. Hence the blindfold, not knowing awaited me until too late.

"It's cotton candy pink! Isn't it pretty?" She looked at me with mock sympathy. "But don't worry, it's only to give structure to what comes next." I was in shock. I thought this crossed a line, but couldn't really say anything out of helplessness and shock. Oddly enough, I was cooperative when she asked me to shift my elbows away from my body, until I realized I'd just made it possible for her to clasp the bra on my back. She did so, leaving me feeling so strange as she came back around, hands on her hips, triumphant. "What do you think, Kevin?"

What could I say? "I think this sucks."

"Well, so did eating that rotten stuff you made me. So I figured we had to make sure there was a way that would never happen again. Now these will help..." And from the floor she picked up two water balloons that she stuffed into the cups of the bra, pushed against my chest, giving me cleavage. It was dim in the basement, but I'm sure I must have been bright red, being handled like a girl like that. And that's when she retrieved the Polaroid camera. I flipped it off, but I know it didn't show....but the bra sure did.

"That'll be a nice memory, won't it? But so will this...." After a couple pics, she repositioned the cloth that was on and slightly behind my head. Clearly, it was a shirt, also light pink in color. As she pulled it down, it clung with a bit of stretch to my new chest. With my arms raised it didn't meet my waist, and worst of all was the fact that it read "cotton candy" in block white letters sort of rubbed off across my now noticeable chest. It may have been homemade, I'm not really sure. But I was sure it wasn't meant for a boy.

"Now, isn't that great? You look so adorable! I'll be back!"

And just like that, despite my calling out, Lily left me in that basement, with that dank smell. Looking up, my hands were pretty secure (I certainly didn't want to look down!). I couldn't get at the knots, and indeed I was sweating hard trying, forced to stay on my feet.

I'd guess about 20 minutes went by before Lily descended again. "Aww, my little princess is still trapped. Maybe she needs some cheering up." In short order she produced a pink heart hanging from a necklace which she put around my neck, and a bottle of the very same perfume I'd threatened her with when last I'd tied her up. "If you aren't free by next time I come down, I'll spray this on you. Does that sound like fun? You should have known better than to mess with me."

I was left alone again, and this time I started trying in earnest. I tried to yank the rope down with my weight. No good. I jerked at my wrists, rotated them, anything to avoid coming home smelling so...pink. All along I knew it was for naught and actually spent a fair bit of time trying to compose in my head how I'd explain things. My Dad could be satisfied that I'd gotten amorous with my girlfriend, but my mother wouldn't approve of that. And getting my younger sister to do anything but mock me for weeks for smelling so painfully sweet on end would be impossible.

So it was with dread that I waited for Lily to walk down the stairs. Thoroughly enjoying my state, she picked up the bottle, and began circling me. "Time to make you smell pretty Kevin. Send you home in a cloud of sweetness so you never make this mistake again. Or we could make a deal...."

The deal sounded good. I was pretty much ready to agree to it, not that I could do anything about it.

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby barefoot99 » Tue Sep 06, 2011 2:43 pm

what was the deal?
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby canuck100 » Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:31 pm

Fun story so far - curious to find out what devilish idea she came up with...

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby MrwatAname » Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:09 am

Grate man I love it so far keep up the good work!

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby Billy Shears » Wed Sep 07, 2011 8:06 am

Alright, now that I'm done flaming myself for the flame that probably was no flame to begin with ---- *phew* -------

WHAT DID LILY DO NEXT
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Um, about being a Threatening Psycho ....

People , VOTE to _KILL_ the Threatening Psycho

See : KILL PSYCHO BILLY

under General Chat

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby BondageFantasy85 » Thu Sep 08, 2011 5:07 pm

I have to hear about this deal

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby Billy Shears » Thu Sep 08, 2011 7:15 pm

SOUNDS GREAT

But .....

Did Lily's Humiliation and her Payback end your Relationship ?

I hope it was in any other way than that.
Last edited by Billy Shears on Fri Sep 09, 2011 5:01 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Um, about being a Threatening Psycho ....

People , VOTE to _KILL_ the Threatening Psycho

See : KILL PSYCHO BILLY

under General Chat

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby Andy_blfcd » Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:33 pm

Good story so far.

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby somememories » Mon Oct 10, 2011 5:45 pm

I'll update this story....I was put of by some of the drama in this thread, but that's not reason to be petulent. More to come.

Re: Tables turned (F/m)

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Mon Oct 10, 2011 7:08 pm

Oh very good