Tie up war (ongoing series)

Postby Nuclearo » Sun Sep 21, 2008 5:17 pm

ducttapelover requested a story about a brother and sister in a continuous TUG war, so here's the first part. Not much backstory to this one. Just one tie up leading to a bigger one, with one or two paragraphs of situation in the beggining of each part. Also, I didn't check it much for errors, just counted on Microsoft spell checking (yeah, stupid, I know), so if you find something wrong just tell me and I'll fix it. Enjoy!

Part 1: Casus Belli

It was the sort of situation that would cause a loud shriek to resonate across the house. By this time any normal 14 year old girl would have deafened the entire block, but not Lisa. She wouldn't give Tommy the satisfaction of knowing his little stunt worked. She got out of the shower after ten minutes of useless attempts to get the stuff off and went to the mirror to get some damage assessment. The sight only helped build up the rage she had towards her little brother. While the bottom two inches of her hair remained as black as ever thanks to her quick reaction, the rest was dyed an awfully bright neon pink. The worst part was that it seemed to be permanent dye. She would have to walk outside looking like an anime character to get some black hair dye to switch back. Nevertheless, she had her priorities, and first priority was revenge.

Lisa wound her hair up inside a small black towel and tightly wrapped a large white towel around her chest so that it hung neatly from her B-cup breasts like a strapless dress somewhat hiding her curvy figure. She then went through the small cupboard below the sink and the dirty clothes hamper to gather supplies and marched into Tommy's room. The minute she passed through the door there was a camera flash.

"Damn!" the black haired ten year old said as his sister kept advancing like a machine soldier "Why did you conmMMMMPPPH!!" she jumped on him, her left hand leading. A wad of cloth was shoved into Tommy's mouth as he was pushed to the floor from his computer chair. In a quick move Lisa pounced on him pinning his arms to the ground. She moved her right hand in front of her showing the roll of silver duct tape she was holding. While she was starting to peel the first layer off Tommy kept thrashing beneath her sending kicks flying through the air, but none of them hit. She was perfectly positioned so that his feet could never reach her. Through all this resistance Lisa managed to peel that first inch, stick it to Tommy's right cheek and passed the roll all the way to the other one, sealing his mouth and making that dreadful ripping sound that accompanies every use of duct tape. Lisa tore off the tape, smoothed it out and proceeded to add a second, third and fourth pieces.

Once finished, Lisa took hold of a fistful of Tommy's dark brown hair and yanked him to sit at his chair, causing a muffled yelp. She proceeded to tape his torso to the backrest, than the wrists and hands to the armrests, his lap to the seat and his knees and ankle together. With her brother perfectly secured she broke her silence:
"So, brother dearest, how do my panties taste?" she asked in a fake caring voice inciting loud protests and thrashing from Tommy who desperately tried to somehow reach and pull the tape off. "Stop making such a scene!" Lisa ordered "They're fresh... Fresh off the hamper that is!" she added sending Tommy into another wave of struggling and mmphing.

After watching in amusement for a couple of seconds Lisa said "Don't go anywhere!", a cliché which she knew annoys Tommy the most, and went outside the room closing the door behind her. Tommy tried desperately to escape the bonds, but his slim 10 year old body proved too weak to tear the tape, and the chair was raised high enough so that his feet couldn't reach the floor to help him row away.

After 10 minutes he finally gave up, and 5 minutes after that Lisa came back, dressed in a tight black T-shirt and a denim mini-skirt and carrying a big bag and her purse. Now that the towel was gone Tommy could see the result of his prank on her still moist hair and started laughing uncontrollably.
"So you think this is funny huh?" she asked. Tommy nodded, still laughing under his gag. Lisa took an ice cube tray out of the bag and dumped it in his pants. Apart from being very cold the ice was a little painful on Tommy's crotch. He tried to shake it down his pants but it was stuck right before the tape, tormenting him with its coldness. Lisa then taped a bag of frozen peas to Tommy's feet, taping in all directions to be sure it didn't fall off as he struggled.

Lisa put her purse on the table and opened it. She kneeled down in front of the chair and took a firm hold of Tommy's left index finger with one hand while taking the cap off of something inside the purse making the noise of plastic objects banging against each other. In less than five seconds the cap came out along with the small brush covered with pink nail polish. Again Tommy tried to pull away, but Lisa's grip was more than a match for his bound arms. All he could do was protest through his pantygag and try to kick her, which turned out to be with the heavy bag making his kicks slow, weak and tiring. When this first finger was done she put the cap back on the bottle and took a small hair curler from the purse and taped it on his finger so that he couldn't rub the pink off. Once his ten fingers were done Lisa slowly peeled a small part of the gag tape so she could get a grip and yanked it as quickly and painfully she could.

"MMMMM!!" Tommy yelped and spat the panties on his lap. "What the fuck is wrong with you you crazy bimMM!!!!" she quickly handgagged him with her right hand, pressed her left finger to her lips and shushed him. Tommy just kept mmphing loudly and screaming under her hand until Lisa showed him the half finished duct tape roll.
"There's still enough to mummify your head" she said and he calmed down. He knew she was capable of doing it, and didn't feel like pulling tape from his hair and eyes. "Will you stay quiet when I take my hand off too?" she asked. He nodded and she took it off and as Tommy was about to say something she glared at him with mad eyes and he quickly closed his mouth. "Good boy. Now, will you tell me how to get my hair back to normal or do your nipples want to meet mister pliers?"
"But I don't know how to-"
"Wrong answer!" she interrupted him and got a big pair of metal pliers with a sort of ratcheting mechanism from the bag. (picture) She lifted his shirt, positioned the pliers over his nipple and started tightening the screw on the bottom slowly shortening the gap between the two metal jaws. "How about now?" she said giving the handles a slight squeeze.

"Okay okay!" he said frightened. "The bottle is in the top drawer of my desk! The removal instructions are probably on the back."

Lisa went over to the desk and found the bottle under a couple of notebooks and toys. "Oh here it is!" she started reading the label in a mumble.

"Great, now get that nail polish off me!"

Lisa stopped reading and told Tommy that the nail polish was a special brand of water resistant scratch proof polish that needed a special remover to be taken off. "Unfortunately the remover was deemed a health hazard by the health department, and therefore there was none available. In other words, you're stuck with it until your nails grow through the entire pink part, which is about four months" and she continued reading.

Before Tommy's shock could subside Lisa's eyes grew wider as she finished reading the removing instructions for the hair dye. At that moment she took the panties from Tommy's lap and shoved them back in. Tommy was rather confused as to why she was angry right now and before he could muster a mmph of protest Lisa stuffed a big dirty gym sock in his mouth and wrapped the remaining 20 feet of tape around his head and mouth. Tommy's protests were now completely muffled. Lisa stormed out of the room and slammed the door.

As Tommy sat there struggling he suddenly smelled the familiar scent of vinegar coming from the door and laughed a little. Revenge was still due, but at least for now his losses weren't that high.
Last edited by Nuclearo on Fri Jun 26, 2009 3:07 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Postby Boundgal08 » Mon Sep 22, 2008 8:58 am

Cool story Nuclearo :D
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Re: The consequences

Postby ducttapelover » Fri Oct 03, 2008 2:53 pm

Yo man sick story srry i havent relied yet but i havent been able 2 get over here in a while n thx agian

Second part!

Postby Nuclearo » Tue Oct 21, 2008 3:57 pm

Hehe thanks. Anyway, almost a month later, here's a short new chapter:

Part 2: Retaliation

While Tommy could cope with the failure of his prank, there had to be retribution for the four hours he spent tied up with the damp panties and sock in his mouth, and the three hot summer days he spent wearing his leather gloves everywhere. It's not like he took her words seriously. He knew she had the remover since she never had pink polish on her hands for more than a few days straight. The problem was that no amount of hot water, soap and scratching would take it off. When the nail file didn't work he knew he had to ask her for the solvent, but there was no way it would be polite nor would he ever beg for it.

The fourth day he went out and bought a pair of real metal handcuffs and a black locking leather belt from a garage sale. Those guys had lots of weird belts and leather stuff, but Tommy preferred not buying stuff that would make hi look like a freak or get him into trouble. When he got back home he saw Lisa was watching something on TV and their parents were still gone.

On the third commercial break Lisa got up to have a drink. 'Thank god for commercial breaks' she thought as she opened the fridge. While reaching down for the juice she saw Tommy pouncing her from the corner of her eye. He managed to cuff her right wrist but before he could get his hands on her other arm she took hold of his right wrist and twisted him around bending his arm behind him.

"Quite a pathetic attempt, don't you think?"

"Fuck you!" Tommy replied trying to get away from her grip.

"Is the how you talk to your loving sister?" Lisa said and twisted his arm a little more.

She searched his pockets and finally found the keyring in his pocket, along with a small brass padlock. She started unlocking her wrist from the cuff and locking the handcuffs to Tommy's wrists.

"Quit it!" he said, but Lisa just ignored him and kept working on his arms. The first one went down quite easily, and after some grab attempts his wrists were secured behind his back.

"Great! So now what?" Tommy asked annoyed.

"Now you face your punishment like a man" Lisa said and quickly handgagged him.

She picked him up, one hand on his chest and one on his mouth. He was mmmmpphing like crazy, but was doing it mostly to let off his anger, since he knew the cuffs couldn't be removed without the key. With all his thrashing the locking belt fell out of his shirt.

"What's that?" Lisa asked and and bent over to take the belt, making Tommy bend backwards and mmmph in surprise as he almost lost his balance and fell. She picked it up and examined the odd buckle.
"Is this lockable? So this is what the lock was for! You sure went to a lot of trouble to prepare this huh little man?" Lisa messed his hair as she said that, knowing full well it pisses him off.

Lisa led Tommy by the handgag to the dining table and sat him on one of the wooden chairs. He tried to kick her on the way but always failed due to the pulling. She bound his torso tightly to the chair with the belt, locking it in front of him with the padlock. Now that his arms were pressed to the back of the chair she quickly uncuffed one of his wrists, recuffed it with the chain going around the wooden beams behind of the backrest and double locked the cuffs. Finally, Lisa used a kitchen towel to tie his ankles together and to one of the back legs of the chair.

"Let me go!" Tommy yelled at her as she was tying him. "I just wanted the remover for the nail polish!"

But Lisa didn't listen. As soon as she finished the last know in the towel she went into the corridor and out of Tommy's sight.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" he screamed after her "Get back here right now and untie me!"

Tommy kept yelling commands and a couple of obscenities into the hallway for the whole two minutes Lisa was gone. She came back from behind holding a plastic wash bowl and placed it silently on the floor between the two back legs of the chair. Tommy didn't hear her through his yelling.

"Come on! Get back here and let me out! LET ME OUTMMNG!!"

"You know, little brother, you have quite a big mouth there" Lisa said as she stuffed a pink knee sock in his mouth. Tommy could taste it was clean this time but still fought to push it out, but Lisa's grip was too strong. "You're quite lucky I spent all the tape gagging you last time. It seemed like pulling it out of your hair hurt quite a bit" Lisa took the second sock in the pair and tied it tightly around Tommy's mouth. He tried again to spit the sock through the cleave gag but they were forced in too tight and all he could muster were faint mmphs.

Lisa then pulled his head back and started pouring something on it and massaging his scalp. There was a strange odor filling the room. Tommy quickly caught up and tried shaking his head but Lisa, who had some hairs between her fingers quickly fisted her hand and pulled, making him stop and mmmmpphh for mercy. With her other hand she quickly made sure all of his hair was covered and promptly emptied a jar of cold water on his head to wash the stuff away.

The moment she let his head go he pulled back and a couple of bright pink locks fell into his field of view. Tommy screamed into his gag. Lisa only chuckled. She put everything back in the the bowl, lifted it and threw the keys on the table. As she was walking away she said "Oh, by the way, mom says you have to buy some vinegar. We're all out" and went away laughing while Tommy was screaming at her through his gag.
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Re: The consequences

Postby ducttapelover » Tue May 12, 2009 4:46 pm

Great job and thx man again srry for being so late but my comp broke
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Re: The consequences

Postby blu » Wed May 13, 2009 9:53 pm

Loving the story. I can't wait to see how many times Tommy gets nailed before he gets (what I hope will be) awesome revenge.

Re: Tie up war (ongoing series)

Postby Nuclearo » Fri Jun 26, 2009 3:08 pm

New part! And a name change cuz that other name sucked. Man this part is short... But it fits the ~1000 words per part plan :)

Part 3: revenge, take 2

It was a hot summer day. With no clouds in the sky it was absolute torture just to be outside. Lisa has just got back home from the beach, a 4 block walk that seemed almost endless today. Even with her soaked black hairs offered minimal heat relief. She was wearing a light denim mini skirt, red bikini top and lace up sandals that were barely soles held to her foot by the laces, yet managed to contain abnormally large amounts of sand that refused to leave no matter what. She just couldn't wait to take them off, but decided to do it in her room, over the trash can. Lisa stood in front of her bedroom door and took the key chain she had hanging from her neck under her shirt. After a short fumble she inserted the key into the knob and unlocked the door.

“Hi sis!”

Lisa heard her little brother's voice before she even started opening the door, which prompted her to slam it open. Inside she saw two things that definitely didn't belong in her room. The first one was Tommy, who sitting on her bed, which was what first caught her attention.

She started yelling the old washed up line of “Get out of my room!”, but on the third syllable, well before she could drag him by his hair and demand explanations on how he got in and why a pair of handcuffs was hanging from the ceiling with a long chain, she was tripped and almost fell over. Taking hold of the door frame Lisa tried in vain to pull her feet from the ground, but they wouldn't budge.

“What the fu-” Lisa started.

“Well, I could explain, but I want something in return first.” Tommy interrupted her.

“Fuck you!” Lisa continued trying to extract her feet from the floor.

“You're not getting out of there before I'm done, you know that right?”

“Oh yeah?” an idea occurred to her. She reached behind her calves and tried pulling at the strings. Both seemed frozen solid in small plastic drops.

“Yeah,” Tommy stood up and walked towards the chain in the middle of the room “Now do as I say and put these on” He said and flung the handcuffs at her.

Lisa caught the chain with her left hand. “Ha! Like I'd ever give up the chance to beat you up when you try to leave!” She held the two open rings of the cuffs apart with her fingers “And with these I'll make you stay for an even longer beating!” She wanted to laugh but Tommy seemed too calm.

Tommy just sighed. Lisa froze in place. That reaction worried her more than her stuck feet. Tommy nodded, as if signaling someone behind her, but before she could look back he pulled out a camera. Everything was happening so fast that she could barely react. Only after a few flashes she noticed her breasts were fully exposed. She instinctively covered her chest. So instinctively, in fact, that she never let go of the cuffs. Tommy took a few more pictures while laughing hysterically. His laughter continued as he sat at the computer and opened photobucket.

"Don't you dare!"

"Hey, the solution, just like your bare boobs, is in your hands " he smiled.

Lisa looked down at the cuffs. She rolled her eyes. There was no point in dragging this anymore. Tommy won. She put the cuffs on her wrists. "There! Happy?"

"Well let me see..." He stood up "Daisy?"

The handcuffs were tightened a few notches by someone standing behind Lisa. She looked back and saw Daisy, Tommy’s annoying four eyed friend, wearing some of her usual emo-goth-tasteless attire. She should have known…

“Get your dirty hands off me you damn dirty freak!” Lisa yelled and tried to push Daisy away. The nerd just seemed to evade everything.

"Now tell me how to remove the nail polish" Tommy said.

Lisa didn't want to have to hear another threat. "It's just normal high resistance polish. It comes off with acetone you idiot."

Tommy took off his gloves and showed his clean nails. "I know, I just wanted you to admit it."

"Dammit you asshole!" Lisa screamed at him "Then what's the big idea with these cuffs and your-"

“This noise… It’s so annoying. But I bet this’ll fix it!” at an instant she shoved a 2” red ball gag into Lisa’s mouth and buckled the black straps tightly behind her head. Lisa cursed in anger but the ball did its job well and only let out incomprehensible muffled protests.

"Yep, sure did the trick!" Tommy agreed.

"I toldya it was worth the money."

Daisy clicked a small lock in the buckle to hold the gag in. All through the conversation Lisa was screaming at the both of them through the gag to let her go as she pulled on the chain holding her to the ceiling. Tommy started walking out of the room with the camera as Daisy got off the stool and started pouring glue dissolver on the floor next to Lisa's feet.

"Well sis, we left the keys for the cuffs and the gag in the room. Have fun finding them" Tommy explained and with Daisy's help pushed Lisa forcefully into the room. "And by the way, that hair dye dissolves in alcohol too. At least I smell like perfume while you're still like a pickle." He said and slammed the door shut as Lisa went to attack him.

Tommy and Daisy went to his room to play.

"So, where did you hide them?" he asked.

"Yeah... about that..." Daisy showed him the two keys in her right hand.

"Aren't those the extras?"

"Umm..."

In her left hand she had an identical keychain. They looked at eachother and just laughed.
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Re: Tie up war (ongoing series)

Postby bleater » Sat Jun 27, 2009 12:26 am

Yay, funny, i want moar.

Re: Tie up war (ongoing series)

Postby Nuclearo » Sat Jun 27, 2009 1:30 am

Why funny?

btw, I didn't mention, but Tommy does send the pics to some people later in his room. They appreciate the gesture :twisted:
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FOURFOURFOUR!

Postby Nuclearo » Tue Feb 16, 2010 2:12 pm

I don't know if I should go on. I update so far apart I don't think it's worth the wait :\ I mean this is sad, necroposting my stories :P

Part 4: Reinforcements

"Kay, I'll see ya later then."

Daisy walked out of Tommy's room. When passing Lisa's room she stopped and looked inside. Lisa was still in the middle of the room, cuffed and gagged. Daisy looked amused, which enraged her captive who promptly lunged towards her. Daisy slammed the door shut.

"Don't worry Days, I'll handle this later." Tommy said, now standing at his room's entrance.

Daisy nodded and Tommy withdrew into his room. She laughed a little. That bitch had this coming to her. She opened the front door with a sense of accomplishment and superiority but

"He-Mmmmmph!!"

Daisy walked right into what seemed to be a sticky invisible sheet. Her skirt and right leg were quickly trapped and so was her face, and before she could yell for help a hand was clamped over her mouth. Her movements pulled the tape off the right doorframe. The person gagging her hugged that excess transparent tape around her. She noticed her captor was wearing a wide metal bracelet that looked like a shackle.

"MMMMMPH!" She screamed into his hand, hoping a neighbor would hear her.

"Shut up!" He barked at her. By his voice he must have been about 14 years old.

Daisy kept struggling and screaming into his hand. Squirming caused the tape to press firmly over her nostrils. Soon her screams were growing weaker. Her air was running out. The boy let go of her mouth and wrapped the big roll of tape around her, covering her body from her eye level down to her calves. Each turn actually already covered most of that length with the roll being 1 meter wide. Everything started going cloudy for Daisy, who has been deprived from air for about a minute now. She was dragged back into the apartment. Light was fading. The tape was pressed tightly against her nose, becoming tighter.. Tighter...

Daisy took a long breath through her nose as the tape over her left nostril was punctured. She kept being pulled back, noticing a pen being used to open her another breathing hole for her other nostril.

"Mmmm.." She started protesting lightly.

"If you don't stop I'll tape your nose shut again!" He threatened while handgagging her.

Daisy yelped and quieted down. She was dragged into Lisa's room and thrown roughly on the floor.

"Whoa Lisa! What a view!"

"Mmmph!" Lisa protested while covering her still naked breasts. "Mmmmph mmph!"

"Alright, geez."

Now Daisy had a somewhat clearer view of the guy. It was still quite blurry through the tape, but she could see he was pretty skinny with slightly long black hair. He grabbed a pair of scissors from the table and used them to cut the tape that was still connected to the giant toll. He then proceeded to hold them in front of her mouth.

"Hold still"

Carefully he cut the clear tape that was over her lips, making a slit for Daisy to talk through. Upon pulling away the scissors he quickly handgagged her.

"Now, where are the keys?"

"Go fuck yourself!"

"Ooh, wrong answer." He walked away and came back while talking. "Maybe your little friend has them then."

Daisy heard some tape being ripped off the roll.

"TomMMMMPH!!!" she was cut off by a cloth being shoved in her mouth, held in by his hand.

"So how long did you work out in these, Lis?" He ripped some silver duct tape from a roll with his teeth and started wrapping it around Daisy's head. "Two, three hours?"

"Mormph."

"More? Wow, poor little emo kid..." He finished wrapping the tape around Daisy. "Well, I'm gonna get the keys."

"Mmmmph!!"

Daisy started trying to push herself to the door. Lisa quickly came over to her and put her foot on Daisy's neck. She looked down at her in victory. Daisy struggled as she heard the sounds of fighting and tape ripping. All it took was a little more foot pressure to make her quiet down. A few minutes of rumble passed and Tommy was soon dragged into the room by the collar of his shirt. His wrists were taped to his waist, his ankles were also taped together and he was screaming through a mouth filling gag.

"Look what I have!"

The long haired teen spun the key ring around his finger. Lisa ran over to him so fast she almost fell over when the cuffs pulled her wrists above her.

"My, you're quite anxious, aren't you?"

He tossed Tommy aside next to his taped up friend and led Lisa closer to the room's center so that he could more easily free her. The first thing he took off was the ball gag.

"Gah! Thanks, Dion." She said and massaged her aching jaw.

"No problem."

He used the padlock key to take the chain off the cuffs and the other key to free Lisa's sore wrists, which she proceeded to rub slowly as she walked to Tommy and Daisy.

"How do my socks taste, maggots?"

Both of her captives moaned disapprovingly.

"Good." She said coldly.

Lisa went to her closet and put a T-shirt on. She then grabbed her brother by the back f his underwear and dragged him back to his room, giving him a major wedgie. Dion followed behind her holding Daisy under his arm like a piece of luggage. They dropped the two next to Tommy's bed. Lisa went over to Tommy's computer and unplugged the camera from the USB port.

"I see the pics are gone."

"Yeah, I erased them."

"Why, thank you so much, Dion!"

"It was my pleasure, Lisa"

Both of them were talking in a sickly sweet voice that made Tommy and Daisy groan and roll their eyes.

"Oh look at the poor things. They can't stand being separated like that. Can't you do anything to help them?" Lisa kept up her baby talk voice.

Dion chuckled and went over to their captives. He took hold of their heads, turned them to face each other and quickly made them kiss through the tape. Lisa giggled and started taking pictures as Tommy and Daisy struggled against Dion's hold.

"I don't think they're enjoying this." Dion said.

"Well, I have an idea of what they will like!"

Lisa went over to them with a pair of scissors at hand. She cut the duct tape holding Daisy and Tommy's gags in. She gently peeled the tape off Tommy's lips while holding the sock in with her fingers, then peeled Daisy's gag while Dion held her sock in. Dion then pressed their faces together again. Neither of the kids could push the sock out of their mouth.

"MMMMPH!" They both screamed.

"Now this looks like a kiss!"

Lisa took some more pictures of them. Back and forward, whole body, close ups, each of their faces. She then taped their heads together from mouths to shoulders. All of their struggling was in vain against the stronger older kids.

"Okay kids, you be nice to each other now."

Lisa started to walk away, and Dion got up from behind Tommy and Daisy. Lisa stopped by Tommy's computer and took out a USB thumb drive that was plugged into it.

"Look what I found here, Dion! What's Tommy doing with your flash drive?"

"I don't know, the little brat must've stolen it."

Tommy mmphed in resentment.

"Let's go to my room and check this out shall we?"

Lisa grabbed the metal rings that hung from Dion's wrist cuffs and started walking him cheerily to her bedroom.

"Come on, Liss. Is this really necessary? I have really private stuff in there."

Lisa snapped a padlock on the rings and then closed the door to her room.

Tommy started mmphing to Daisy, tilting their heads towards the scissors that were on the table. They slowly stood up, pressed together. Lisa then opened her door and walked in with the giant roll of clear tape.

"Good, you're up. I had one last thing to add!"

She taped around their torsos a few times, covering Tommy's free hands.

"Carry on!"

She walked out of the room with a smile and slammed the door.

To be continued?
Not this month, that's for sure!
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Re: Tie up war (ongoing series)

Postby dex » Thu Feb 25, 2010 10:05 pm

this is a really good story thanks
Being bisexual is the worst of any world because you don't really belong anywhere, because you are never sure of yourself or those around you. You can't trust in anyone, their motives or their intentions. And because of that, you have no true identity.