## Love that went away (F/M)

Post by Jay Feely » Fri Dec 10, 2010 12:40 pm

*Warning: This story contain scenes that may not be approriate for all ages, proceed with caution*
For me, all I ever cared about is finding the perfect girlfriend. I wanted one that knows how to cook, how to do chores, and would allow me to be a "lazy bum". There was so much I wanted from a girl that it makes me selfish. I was driving home in my Red "Range Rover"
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. I understood so much from my girlfriend Ashley, aged 21. After Kim and I had parting words, Ashley was the only one who I treated well with respect and courtesy, but I did not know how secret, in which I found out late that would impede in our relationship.
It was Saturday Night, and I was studying for finals at my university in San Antonio, Texas. It was getting dark and the sun had just set. I was driving around searching for my house, which was an impossibility since I was drunk and wasted after a night of partying at a fraternity party with my boys, who I trusted with every aspect of my life. I must have been very drunk since there was drawings on my entire arm and leg, and they must have taken advantage of me in every sense. There was nothing that I could have done to prevent it because I was not in my usual self.
Anyways, as I pulled into a driveway, I was confident that it was my house, and not someone else house, but I would be in for a rude awakening. It was not my house as I knocked on the door, but it was a sorority house. The girl stared at me, and then said "We have a peeper". I tried to explain to her that it was a misunderstanding and that I was not a creeper, but it was too late. The female, who was tall with blue eyes and blond hair with a peppermint scent grabbed me, and shoveled me down, and I let out a groan as six of the most beautiful girls surrounded me. Two of them grabbed my arms, and pulled them behind my back. I was in confusion and then fright as they bound my wrists together with duct tape. They then blindfolded me, and gagged me with what seemed to be a combination of a dirty sock and rope. I was forced to follow them into the basement of the sorority house, but something was admiss. These girls did not seem to the ones that would haze someone who is a men, I thought as I took one step carefully to avoid losing my balance.
As we reached the bottom, I felt my hands released from the ropes that binded me, but they warned me not to move, or it would be worse for me. This was probably one of the most strangest days of my entire life based on the current situation. The girls helped me get upon a table, as they pulled my arms and legs to the corners of the table. They bound my wrists and ankles with what seemed to be zip ties, but I was not sure. They used some kind of scissors to cut open my shirt, exposing my vulnerable torso. They removed my shoes and socks, and I lay there wondering what is going to happen to me.
Then, I felt someone open a bottle and felt something being painted on my nails, fingers and toes. I knew what was going to happen now, as they completed it. I think they put mascura, lipstick, eye shadow, and other make-up on me. Then, they untied me, as I was releived from this unusual situation. I was going to be complete as they put a bra on me, dressed me in ladies shoes and socks, and even helped me put on a dress. I was now transformed from a mainly men to a women, and there was no indication of what is about to happen next.
To be Continued
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You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

### Re: Love that went away (F/M)

Post by Jason Toddman » Fri Dec 10, 2010 2:11 pm

1. You have an interesting definition of what makes a perfect girlfriend. I think it corresponds with the definition of *wife* back in the 1950s or so.
2. Anyone in a fraternity who can't tell their own house from a sorority house deserves to be kept off the street (and sure as hell shouldn't be driving) andlocked up - though maybe not in such a nice cellar as *this* one!
3. Ashley was the only one who I treated well with respect and courtesy... Ummm, are you sure you got the order of these words right? If so, and if combined with point 1, and these other girls knew about it, the nature of your treatment at their hands in this story should come as no surprise to you whatsoever.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: Love that went away (F/M)

Post by Jay Feely » Fri Dec 10, 2010 2:14 pm

Oh, there is more to this story than what it appears to be.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

### Re: Love that went away (F/M)

Post by Jay Feely » Sun Dec 12, 2010 12:44 pm

The Sorority Girls said that my action had severely crossed the line, and that I now have to be a bondage model and torture model for the rest of the weekend, and it shocked me to the core. They obiviously planned out the details way before I entered the home. They may have expected boys to traspass, but I wanted no part of it, except that they threatened to tell the dean that I had broken into their house and it was a bad violation that could have me expelled or worse. So, in order to not face trouble, I went along with it.
They had bend down on my knees and after I did, they paddled my butt, and it hurt. As this was going on, they took a picture of each girl spanking me. They took a picture of me crying from the pain. Clearly, my mainly nature had vanished in the hands of the college girls. They must have paddled me more than thirty times, and it was only the beginning. They had me lay down on my belly, and they gave me a pink belly, and more pictures was taken. There special camera was plausible for thousands of pictures, so I was basically their slave.
Then, the girls ordered me to put my hands behind my back. I did, and one of the girls tied my hands. Another girl lifted up my ankles, as anothr tied them together. After the wrists and ankles was connected, I knew that this was a hogtie. They took a picture of me in this bondage position. Through the course of the afternoon, they managed to turn me into many positions. They took pictures of me chair tied, tied to a bed spread-eagle style, frog tie, suspension bondage, mummification, hands tied only in front and behind my back, saran wrapped to a pole, and other bondage positions.
Thinking that it was over, they shocked me by bringing in a surprise guest. It was girlfriend Ashley and she was dismayed at my treatment, but said nothing except, "teach him well girls", and it made me angry because she should have been the one to release me from this ordeal, but she took a darker path. She even suggested tortures specially designed for boys, and now it was the beginning of the end of our relationship
To Be Continued.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

### Re: Love that went away (F/M)

Post by derpstick118 » Sat Dec 25, 2010 8:40 pm

Nice story.

### Re: Love that went away (F/M)

Post by Jay Feely » Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:11 am

First, they made me worship their feet, so I obliged to it. I licked their feet clean, including sucking their toes, and giving them a pedicure and a manicure. To their lack of understanding, I became accustomed to it as it was fun for me, so they had me remove my shirt, pants, shoes, and socks, and when I did, they glided me back to the table that started the nightmare. They restrained my wrists and ankles again, and proceeded to use ice cubs up and down my chest, and to my horror, it was colder since it was brought from a colder freezer.
Next, they started tickling me on my belly, which my girlfriend had suggested that it was my most ticklish spot. I laughed out loud, and it was torture because my body was being subjected to a lot of fingers scribbling on my belly. They tickled my innie belly button and spider tickled the rest of my stomach. As they tickled me, they took pictures of me being tickled just like the other session. They left my tummy for a moment, and started tickling my armpits. Now, my reaction pleased them because I was reduced to child laughter, and they said that I have the cutest laugh which is not good around girls, especially boys. So, they continued launching their tickling attacks on my body as they moved down to my feet. They tickled my arch, bottoms, tops, heel, and toes with everything from fingers to electrical toothbrush.
Finally, they let me go from the table, but it was not yet over, as they had to put on the dress again, and the original girls clothing that I was given. The last part of the punishment was the most humuliating as they paraded me around the college. Two girls each held a hand of mine in case I tried to escape. They took pictures, and the bystanders was laughing at me as they noticed me in girl clothing. The girls dumped me at an alleyway off the college, and hogtied me without returning my clothes. I could not move, as they took one last picture. They told me that they were going to upload it on the school website, and I was left their fully humuliated from this experience.
As they winked at me as they walked away, I tried to escape from my bonds, but they had applied duct tape with the ropes, so their was no escape from this bondage position. As I was still struggling, a truck pulled over and stopped near me. They picked me up, and put me in the back of the truck, and they closed the back and drove off, and I was left wondering where they were going to take me or what they were going to do to me. When I regained control, I found myself fully restrained to my bed, and my cousins walking in, and they started laughing and said "Well, looks like our brother is asking for it, and I screamed in horror as their fingers advanced on my body.
The End
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

### Re: Love that went away (F/M)

Post by Jay Feely » Sun Jan 16, 2011 1:47 pm

Thank you. I'm becoming a better writer with all the helpful comments and my ability to incorporate ideas.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.