Postby oaktree » Sun Aug 09, 2009 1:37 am
For those who liked it, this is what happend later on ...
I heard someone entering my room and saw Caroline’s smiling face when she took off my blindfold. So pretty one, she said, not much on today I see and she started tickling my arms and body. I couldn’t stop struggling and shouting in the gag … I couldn’t stand tickling. I hated it because of course I was very ticklish. And damn well Caroline knew that. I told your parents you were still very sleepy and that you decided to be tied to your bed instead of waving them goodbye. They’re all gone now for the day and they are not going to be back before 9 in the evening. So that’s the deal friend: I have you tied up now and I’m planning to keep you tied up all day long. Of course you can try to escape, but first of all you will have to get out of your bounds and secondly you will have to get a gun to capture me. Speaking of a gun I’m sure you gonna tell me where they are aren’t you. She pointed her little pistol at me and smiled. I had no plans of telling her where I kept my guns. But I wasn’t getting away that easy. She moved around the bed and attacked the soles of my feet. She slowly stroked them, but she made sure it felt very ticklish. The tickling caused me to giggle in my gag. I tried to move my feet away, but well bound as they were that had no success. Caroline definitely had the plan to make my resistant very low. I became tired from the giggling an started pleading through the gag to stop. However that evil villain started to concentrate on my armpits en upper body. After a long time of tickling I was exhausted. I felt that I had drooled a lot through my gag. Caroline released the gag en whispered: you surely gonna tell me where you keep your guns now not? Or should we start all over again. Still a bit giggling from all that tickling I pleaded to stop and that I would cooperate. Than tell me where they are she said. They’re in the wardrobe, on the second shelf on your right. Caroline opened the doors and I saw her taking my 2 plastic toy guns. See that wasn’t so difficult she said and she threw them in her backpack. So I thought … that little serpent thinks she got all my guns now. I wasn’t that stupid to keep them all together and Caroline obviously was under the impression that I told her the everything.
So I will bring these presents over to my house, she said. But first let’s tie you in another position. You must be getting bored now. I didn’t feel bored at all, but instead I felt my arms started to ache. Caroline moved around the bed and started to untie my feet and my hands. Be good she said so I don’t have to shoot you. Now get on your belly and cross your hands behind your back. I did as she demand and I soon felt ropes circling around my wrists. She cinched it tight and next she pulled my elbows together. I wasn’t that elastic, but it seemed that they nearly touched. I could feel the pressure on my muscles.
She then used more ropes binding my knees and my feet together, ending in bringing my bound wrists close to my feet so that I was in a strict hogtie. Don’t struggle to much and don’t fall off the bed, she said and she gave me a firm smack on my bottom. She than gagged my again with that same very wet handkerchief and blindfolded me. As a finishing touch she bound my big toes together of course making sure that she stroked the soles of my feet more than once causing my to moan in my gag. And I was than left alone in my bounds waiting for her to return. As soon as I thought she left the room I started fiercely to struggle. I wanted to get loose and pay her back. I struggled for a while against my bonds and wriggled and rolled about on the bed, but I couldn’t feel the ropes slackening. I started moaning in my gag of frustration. I know that I had a gun nearby to capture her, but she had bound me very well. My back started to ache in that strict hogtie and I stopped struggling, surrendering to my bounds. It must have been 10 o’clock already and my stomach told me I was getting hungry. I wanted Caroline to return so that we could have breakfast. She wouldn’t leave me here all day would she?
Finally she returned and freed my of the hogtie and the blindfold. Sorry she said, I had an urgent phone call to make so I lost the time. I see that you didn’t run away. Good boy. Now we have to move you to another location. I don’t feel safe here, so I take you to my home. There I can have a better eye on you. She untied my feet and knees and helped me staying up. I’m gonna untie your hands as well, but don’t do any funny things she said. She took her gun and ordered my to put my hands in the air and move towards the door of room. She quickly took all the ropes together, following me downstairs now and then pressing her pistol in my back. I was still gagged and tried to speak to her. I hadn’t any clothes on, except my boxer short. I was also walking on my bare feet. Be quiet she said or next time I use a bigger gag so I don’t hear you. We walked into our garden and she closed the backdoor, locking it up and putting the key away. So if you would escape, you will find it difficult to return to your house. I cursed inside of me knowing that my only gun I had was now very far away and by that I was very far away from freedom. You don’t’ need any clothes for what I have planned for you she said. You will be lucky if you hold on to your boxers. I shivered slightly when I heard that. She must have seen that and started to laugh. Come on enough time wasted here. Up with those hands and she marched me to the back of the garden. We climbed through the whole in the fence and she made me kneel instantly when we were in her parents garden.
Get your hands behind your back she demand. I obeyed (what else could I do) and she started to bind my wrists together high behind my back in an X-shape. My fingers could touch my shoulder blades as how high and strict my wrists were bound. She led me into their little garden shed that was stuffed with all sort of gardening tools. It was really warm inside and it smelled dirty from the motor oil and so. She maneuvered me under a thick horizontal beam. She than took another long piece of rope and started to tie that around my wrist tie. The rest of the rope was thrown over the beam and when she started to pull at it I felt my arms moving up causing me to bend over. Finally I was standing there bending in almost 90 degree angle with my body and my arms behind me high up in the air. I was again blindfolded and she bound my feet together at the ankles. You gonna love this she said and she pulled my boxers down. I yelled and screamed in my gag to stop and tried to ask her to put them back on. All I could say was hmmmpppfff hmmmppfff and some more muffled cries. Be quiet or I really spank you hard she said and she took my ass and started softly spanking it. I think I got about 20 smacks on my bare bottom. I don’t really remember now. I do know that it dind’t really hurt, but that it was more annoying and yet at the same time it felt like a sort of excitement. I started to breathe heavy through my gag which got really wet because of the drooling. I tried to moce away but couldn’t. I pulled at the ropes, tried to shift my feet, but she hold me in place and let her bare hand do the work. Little drips of sweat were on my body as Caroline stopped spanking me. Keep standing here she said, I’m not done with you. You’re ass is nicely warm and coloured red. But now I’m hungry and I go get myself something to eat and drink. If you behave I let you have some later on. You won’t mind now, I see that you are enjoying yourself. Obviously my excitement was noticed by here ... I heard the door of the gardencabin closing. I was all alone in a very difficult bondage, naked with my boxers hanging down at knee level.
to be continued ...