## Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Post by datblygu » Wed May 25, 2011 9:30 am

I had turned fifteen. That difficult age when you stand on the cusp of physical maturity; only without your emotional self having even remotely caught up. You have needs, urges, desires. They course through your body like a mountain wildfire in late August. But you do not have the first clue as to how to appease them - or even if they are normal!
I knew I wanted to be tied up. Had done ever since I was a young child. Don't ask me how I could know such a thing at so young an age, I just did. There was no rationale to it. No idea as to what might happen whilst tied up. I mean, I had no clear sexual goal in mind - nonesuch that I could express anyway - I knew I just wanted to be secured tightly with rope. Lots of rope.
Two weeks after my fifteenth birthday I got my wish. Here's what happened.
My class mates Sarah and Louise were my buddies. I had known Sarah all my life, Louise a little more recently. They, too, were on the cusp of adulthood (I guess) yet there had never been any boyfriend/girlfriend/sex thing between any of us. We just knew each other too well as children to ever harbour carnal thoughts about each other.
I was often a visitor at Sarah's busy family home which she shared with her parents and older sister, Julia. I had even slept over on many occasions - sharing the bedroom with Sarah. Louise also. Both girls had been present at my recent birthday bash but now Sarah had invited me round for a more informal celebration - as if between close friends. Louise, as Sarah's best friend, was asked too.
In fact, it was Louise who mentioned it first. I had been teasing the girls about how one boy (that was me) - even against two girls - was more than a match for them! I guess there was a little bit of the devil in my taunt as I was keen to see what their reactions would be. What I did not expect was for them to come up with a "tie-up game". In direct contradiction to many of the posts on this site I had never actually gotten to play such games with any of my friends (quelle dommage!). The whole 'getoutofthat' scenario had never arisen between us and, of course, I never dared admit to my weird bondage fantasies.
"There's not a lot you could do if you were tied-up though Huw!" Louise had stated with a slightly provocative look.
I admit to being momentarily dumbstruck as that sexual pilot light fired up somewhere deep down in my groin region. I recovered to a deliver a blustering dismissal about how no ropes could keep me secured for long. Bah!
Obviously, the girls wanted to respond to my outrageous assertion. What I did not realise was how swift and organised their response would be! If I hadn't known better I should have believed they had it all planned. But that would be preposterous!
"Ok, foolish females. Let's get on with this pointless exercise so that I can then take my terrible revenge on you both! Mwah-haw-haw!" is what I think I said.
I should add that Sarah's parents and sister were out at the time. I knew her Dad was working an afternoon shift and I assumed her mum had popped down the shops so I didn't feel too worried about being caught playing such a childish game. I was also kind of curious about how the tieing up procedure would play out. I mean, I was excited for sure but didn't really feel this was going to be anything other than a soft tie session from which I could extricate myself quite swiftly. I had no reason to believe that Louise and Sarah had any previous experience at this bondage malarkey...
"Where do you want me?" I asked nonchalantly.
"I'll think we'll get you on one of the tall kitchen chairs," Sarah answered, "We can rope you to the frame that way. Come on!"
Hmmm, okay, I thought as I allowed myself to be led into the kitchen where one of the high baked armless chairs was placed in the middle of the room.
"Ok, Huw. Up you get." one of the girls said as I climbed gingerly onto the chair.
"Comfy? Good, now just let your arms drop down to your sides. That's it...just relax them for me...good boy."
I did as I was told and noticed that my heart rate had increased somewhat. There was something in the girls' manner that I had not anticipated...a directness if you know what I mean? It excited me! They seemed to know exactly what they were doing.
"Er, have you done this before?" I ventured as I felt hands pulling my wrists behind me and placing the palm to palm.
"No, of course not...why should we have?" Louise replied.
I couldn't see either girl to judge their demeanour but it seemed to me they were holding something back.
I flinched slightly as I felt rope encircle my wrists. Wow! So this is what it is like? I began to grow hard and looked down to see if any tell-tale bulge may be showing...
"Not too tight?" one of them asked.
"Er, no." I responded trying to maintain some dignity although in reality it felt very snug and secure - not like I had imagined it to be at all! I involuntarily tried moving my wrists around - nothing was loose!
"Stop wriggling Huw!" Louise admonished me, "I'm not done with your wrists yet."
Shit!
I felt a lot of fiddling going on behind me and eventually a sharp tug which seemed to tighten the ropes even further.
"There. Done." Louise said, "Well, your wrists anyway. How do you feel?"
"I feel fine." I lied, "So, can I get myself loose now?"
Sarah came round to look at me.
"No way, friend of mine!" she laughed. "There's tons more rope we can use...just you sit there like a good boy!"
I gulped. This was not going to plan at all.
The girls were true to their word. There was 'tons' more rope and they set to work diligently. Sarah worked on my legs starting with my ankles which were lashed tightly together before being attached to the footrest upon which my feet had been resting. It felt strangely disquieting not being able to shift my weight by using the footrest, kind of like a loss of control of itself. However, that as nothing as compared to what Louise was doing to me round the back!
She had, I later discovered, attached a longish rope to my cinched wrist ropes and wound it around the rear cross bar of the chair legs. By tightening the looped rope she was pulling my wrists downwards forcing my shoulders back and chest out.
"Just shove your butt backwards into the seat Huwie..." she had commended.
I did as best I could hoping my crotch bulge wasn't too obvious to Sarah who was, by now, winding rope around my knees.
I felt turned-on and also foolish. I knew I must have looked foolish trussed up awkwardly with my chest puffed out and my knees welded together.
"Look girls," I said tamely, "I didn't expect all this kind of treatment when I agreed to play your silly game..."
"Bet you didn't!" Sarah sniggered without even looking up from her knee securing duties.
"What's the matter?" Louise added as she brought a doubled-up length of rope around my chest, "You're the male; we're the females. We're just waiting for your terrible revenge!"
More chuckles...great.
The chest ropes were pulled tightly and secured to the backrest. I began to feel very helpless and small. I have to admit the girls did a proper job and I was torn between my arousal and a sense of panic at being bound so helplessly!
Sarah had finished and assisted Louise with tieing my upper arms together.
"Oww!" I complained, "Do you have to do that?" My arms were being drawn together which was extremely uncomfortable: even being as supple as I was in those days.
"Nearly done now." Louise murmured.
The sound of a key in the front door.
Even as I was registering it Sarah said:
"Mum's home..."
Oh shit! What now? I was confused about what "Mom's" reaction would be!
"Sarah, your mum's home!" I hissed. "Get me untied! Quick!"
"Don't worry, she's cool. Besides, it's going to take ages to untie you now...Hi Mom..."
"Hi Sarah, help me with these shopping bags will you...Oh! Hi Huw, Happy Birthday by the way!"
"Er, hi Mrs Joseph, I'm sorry about all this but I can explain..." I babbled hopelessly.
"Well," she laughed, "the girls mentioned something about tieing you up and they certainly did a good job didn't they?"
"Er...what?" I asked, puzzled.
"I've always wanted to see what you would look like tied-up Huwie," Louise added, "Sarah too. How does it feel to be our helpless, bound prisoner?"
Hell! How was I supposed to answer that one?!?! Could she possibly have any inkling as to how turned-on I felt at that moment? I certainly hoped not!
"Well, it kind of feels...weird." was all I managed to say.
Mrs Joseph chuckled and proceeded to see to her shopping. To my excruciating embarrassment she started to chat amiably as she put away her shopping, asking after my Mom and all that kind of stuff. It just seemed so incongruous to be chatting innocently after her youngest daughter had helped to tie me up in the most stringent way right here in her kitchen.
Another key being turned in the lock! A shouted Hallo...Julia, Sarah's sister arriving home. Well, this was just great!
Whilst I had never had any sexual thoughts about Sarah, I could not say the same for Julia. She was the stuff of adolescent wet dreams! Curvy, blond with a wicked grin and an infectious laugh. She was laughing right now when she caught sight of the tied-up youth on the kitchen chair.
"Great job, girls! You managed to catch your man!" she intoned whilst grinning at me.
I managed a weak smile and a Hi Julia but was pretty certain I was blushing beetroot red.
"Huwie, I think you're blushing!" Sarah pointed out unkindly. What could I say?
As if in a dream I surveyed the kitchen from my central position. Everyone, including Mrs Joseph, were grinning at me! The girls laughing unashamedly, Mrs Joseph being a little more diplomatically reserved - although clearly amused.
If I thought it couldn't get any worse, Julia, wearing a wolfish grin and eying me mercilessly, said: "You've got to gag him as well, of course."
What!!!!!!!!??????
The girls enthusiastically agreed! Mrs Joseph, in her motherly fashion, tried to dissuade them.
"Well, perhaps Huw doesn't wish to be gagged?" she reasoned, "He's embarrassed enough as it is!"
"Oh! Mom! Now he's tied up we have to go the whole hog..." was the general sentiment.
She shrugged sympathetically at me as if to say Sorry.
Now this was taking things to a different level. Being tied up was bad enough but being gagged in the midst of these females was almost more than my masculine pride would tolerate. Or more than my pounding heart could take!
I tried to remonstrate but things were happening too fast.
"Get the big cotton scarf from my drawer, Sar." Julia commended her sister. She seemed to have assumed charge now.
"Well, Just make sure he can breathe, wont you?" Mrs Joseph solicitously threw over her shoulder as she bent down to put away some tins in the kitchen cupboard.
"Look...Julia...?" I stammered.
But Julia, or anyone else, didn't seem to be listening.
"Here, give me that." she said as she took the scarf that her sister proffered.
I watched as she folded the big white scarf into a three-inch band before...what the hell??...was she tieing a knot? Right in the middle? What was that for?!
"Ok, Huwie, open wide for me. No...wider...that's it."
I lay back in my bonds with a pulsing erection as Julia came behind me and lined up the massive knot/ball with my mouth. I had never seen a gag like this before! Sarah and Louise were stood in front of me watching the action intently.
I nearly came as Julia pulled the scarf into my mouth filling my oral cavity with perfumed scarf - her scarf!
"Gmmmfff!"
It was tied very tightly at the nape of my neck to triumphant cat-calls from the girls.
"Gmmmmffff! Gmmfff! Mmff!"
I couldn't utter any intelligible sounds. My humiliation was complete.
But Julia was not done yet. She caught notice of the soft wool scarf that I had worn to the house and had casually discarded on the kitchen table.
"Is this yours Huw?" she asked picking it up.
"Mmmff!" I squirmed in my unrelenting ropes.
She smoothed it out, held an end in each hand and advanced on me. Before anyone could ask her what she was doing she pulled it over the lower half of my face, from below my chin to above my nose. She leaned close to my face as she reached around to tie the ends off tightly.
"There, little boys should be seen and not heard..." she whispered in my ear.
Strewth! Had she done this before?
"Ok, Mom, can you get your camera please?" Julia stood back up.
And that, dear reader, is how there exists a photograph somewhere in my collection, of a fifteen year old 'masked' me sat bound tightly to a chair flanked by three evilly grinning girls.

### Re: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Post by milagros317 » Wed May 25, 2011 10:56 am

Wonderful story!
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet.
http://www.mtjpub.com/ezines/TrappedandTickled.html

### Re: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Post by xtc » Wed May 25, 2011 12:20 pm

Well told, Thank you.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

### Re: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Post by canuck100 » Fri May 27, 2011 10:08 am

I wish I was in his (your?) place!
Really great story, and I love your writing style. Hope there's going to be a sequel!

### Re: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Post by datblygu » Mon May 30, 2011 5:39 am

Thanks Canuck! Not sure I intended a sequel - I had been reading Mason's childhood stories and in particular "Rainy Day" in which he was tied up by his pal Nicky and her Mom then unexpectedly enters the scene. Brilliant story so it just inspired me to describe a similar kind of (fictional) event - although with all my stories characters and places are real.