The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 3: The Contract

Postby Scottstud94 » Wed Nov 08, 2017 3:57 pm

Chapter 1 - Paradise Disturbed

Evan Morston had a perfect life. He was a 16-year old student at East Lake Prep School in New Hampshire, an expensive private school for the wealthiest kids. He was a star soccer and baseball player for the school despite being small for his age. Evan was also very popular in the school. His classmates loved his charming charisma and even in the all boys school, he had some that fancied his blonde hair.

Everything was going great for Evan until a warm day in April.

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I walked home from school alone after baseball practice, having changed back into his school uniform of slacks, a polo, black crew socks, and tennis shoes. His routine was also to take the short walk from East Lake to his families large home. It was only a 10 minute walk through a trail in the woods.

I just entered the woods beyond the school's baseball field when a dog scampered off in front of him towards another path. I, naturally curious had never went down the path and decided to this day. Missing the no trespassing sign, i followed the dog a few minutes to an older house in the middle of the woods that had been poorly upkept.

The dog layed down in the open unattached garage and i decided it was home. I turned around to leave but felt a hand roughly grab him by his jacket and hoist him off his feet. I was roughly shoved against a large tree and dropped his bag and looked into the eyes of a large kid about his age. He wore a tattered flannel jacket, brown boots, jeans and a camouflage hat.

"Billy come here!" Yelled the kid ignoring me for the time being. "Bring the Bebe gun!"

"What is it Jimmy?" Another kid who turned out to be 17 said as he rounded the house and came forward with a Bebe gun in one hand and a can of chew in the other hand.

"Looks like we got ourselves a trespasser!" the boy named Jimmy said.

Billy came over and pointed the Bebe gun at Evan's temple.

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"Why you trespassing kid?" I was asked in a harsh tone. I stammered a bit as I was shoved higher up the tree. One hand on my polo hoisting me in the air.

"The dog," I followed it. "I'm sorry, I'll leave. Please don't hurt me."

"He's one of those rich boys Billy," Jimmy told him. Billy snickered as he pushed the Bebe gun against my head even harder. I didn't date utter a sound unless spoken to.

Billy looked to be in thought and looked at me. "What's your name kid?"

"Evan" I said quickly.

"What's in the bag Mr. Evan? Cuz you trespassing on our land. We might have to make a citizens arrest." I was set down so my feet were on the ground. "Jimmy, Pa has some rope in the garage. Maybe we ought to tie this rich boy up huh?"

Billy grabbed my bag and nodded as he was given the Bebe gun from Jimmy. My body still roughly held against the pine tree, I tried to reason "please don't tie me up. I will le...mmmmppphhhh!"

The gun was shoved into my mouth as Jimmy came back with some old tattered rope and pulled my hands behind the tree. I felt my hands being tied together as the younger of the two what ended up as brothers, roped my hands beyond me. I felt some roped around my hands horizontally and then vertically between my hands. It was quick work, but soon the knots were cinched and I was tied to the tree.

Jimmy then began to the my feet together as Billy looked at me. "You talk when we give you permission for got it rich boy?" He told me. I looked around. Outside of the house, unattached garage, and a poll barn in the back, it was all woods. Thick condensed pine trees.

I could only nod my head. "He mouthing off Billy? We could get some duct tape and shut this trespasser up."

"He just gotta learn some manners is all." Billy replied keeping the gun firmly pushed toward the back of my throat. It was just a Bebe gun, but I wasn't about to mess around as my feet were tied together. Jimmy stood up to admire his handiwork.

He went through my sports bag and started throwing everything out on the ground. My baseball gear, my homework, my textbooks, my wallet. Fortunately my phone was in my pocket.

Billy pulled the gun from my mouth.

"You got money in that wallet rich boy? Cuz you were trespassing and now you gots to pay the fine." Billy said.

"Just a couple dollars," I said in a quiet voice.

"Well I think the fine is $300." Jimmy responded. "Maybe $500 for you rich folk."

"Or maybe we just keep you tied up for a while."

"Please, I'm so sorry. I'll get you your money please just let me go, we can talk to the police and sort this out." I said apologetically.

I was punched in the gut and I let out a big "oof" as the wind was knocking out of me. I keeled over as best I could tied up as I was in pain. It was swift and painful. The two boys were my age, but they were definitely stronger than me.

"Wrong answer rich boy. You see this is our land. So we're the police I reckon. So here's your punishment. You gonna come back here tomorrow after your school and work this off. You ain't probably worked a day in your life so you gonna be working real hard rich boy."

"Yes, I will." I responded apologetically.

"And you ain't gonna tell anybody about our little deal or you're gonna get hurt got it?" Billy said showing me my wallet and not only my drivers license with my address on it they took a picture of, but also a picture of me and my girlfriend Selyse.

Just then Jimmy put his hand up to my mouth. His big hand covered up not only my mouth, but most of my nostrils as well.

I mmmpphhed into the hand gag just wanting it to go away, and Jimmy surprisingly obliged.

The ropes were untied from my feet and soon my hands were free.

"Tomorrow at 4:30 kid. Be here." Billy said sternly.

With that I scrambled all my books and other items into my bag and ran off towards home.
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Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 1: Paradise Disturbed

Postby Veracity » Wed Nov 08, 2017 8:23 pm

Nice start. More please?

Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 1: Paradise Disturbed

Postby bondagefreak » Wed Nov 08, 2017 10:20 pm

Great to see you writing again my friend!
Can't wait for more.
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Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 1: Paradise Disturbed

Postby squirrel » Thu Nov 09, 2017 12:05 am

A very promising start. Keep it up, dude :)

Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 2: Now Three People Want Evan Tied Up

Postby Scottstud94 » Thu Nov 09, 2017 2:28 pm

I realized once I had gotten home that Billy and Jimmy only lived about a mile from my house. It was a relief to see the end of the trail which led into my very upscale neighborhood of Water Street. Here many of East Lake's wealthy kids grew up in extremely large houses with huge lawns and lapping up life in luxury.

When I got home, my parents weren't back from work quite yet. My dad was an attorney and my mother a successful real estate agent. I had a younger brother, Jeffrey, who was at a friends house. I kicked off my shoes and took off my school polo and slacks. They were dirty from my run in with my two bullies and I changed into shorts and a t-shirt, but left my black socks I wore for school on.

The evening was fairly quiet. I did my studies, until my mom checked in on me.

"Everything okay Evan, you haven't been out all night?"

I looked up from my studies which at the time was calculus and replied, "sorry, just busy with homework. I'll be done shortly."

She seemed content with my answer. "Alright, well dinner is ready."

Later at the dinner table, our perfect little family was enjoying some steak, potatoes, salad, and rolls.

"So East Lake is getting stricter with the uniforms this quarter according to the letter we received," father said after finishing up his meal. "Two options. Blazers, dress pants, ties, black East Lake knee socks, and dress shoes for days under 60 degrees. For days over 60 degrees all students must wear the same uniform or available are the uniforms of the current East Lake polo, khaki shorts, black or blue East Lake knee socks, and dress shoes." Father looked up. "1500 dollars just for new uniforms for you two can you believe it? You'll start wearing them tomorrow."

I was annoyed. "$30 for a pair of knee socks? They think we're made of money."

"Now now," mother said, "let father worry about the finances. Evan you need to start wearing knee socks 24/7 with these new rules got it? We can't have you getting another uniform demerit."

I agreed. It had been hanging over me for years. My only blemish at school. All A's, perfect attendance, never missed a soccer or baseball practice. But one day I was in Latin and the headmaster, Dr. Fitzgerald, noticed I had worn a non-East Lake approved belt and gave me a demerit. My parents grounded me for a week. It was precisely why I couldn't tell them about the whole trespassing thing.

"Bought 5 pair of each color for you, along with some new ties and the rest of your uniform essentials. They're in your room now."

Later in my room it was about 9:00pm. I checked out my new uniform items. My wardrobe was mostly fancy clothes. My parents were very particular with my appearance. They wanted me to work on Wall Street since I was born and I had to look the part. They forbid me from wearing ankle socks. My sock drawer consisted of 10 pair of East Lake argyle knee socks, 10 pair of various dress socks that went mid-calf to knee, 3 pairs of soccer socks, and 4 pairs of baseball socks. As I studied my new socks, I looked up from my 1st floor room and saw a familiar face. My best friend and next door neighbor Christian. I opened the window and let him in. He was already in his pajamas.

He quietly slipped through the window as it was past our curfew. "Dude, you're not going to believe what my dad gave me!" He said pulling out a pair of handcuffs. His dad was the sheriff so this didn't surprise me.

"Handcuffs? What's so special about them?" I said, remembering just earlier today my encounter with Billy and Jimmy. Being helpless, bound and gagged. Now I had to work for them. Not just work, but $500 of it. I had completely phased out of the words my redhead friend was saying.

"You think you could get out of them?" I asked.

Christian was a very quiet and good natured kid, much like myself. While I usually wouldn't hold things back from my best friend, I wanted to try something.

"Well maybe he said, what about you?"

Bingo. I thought to myself. I grabbed a few ropes from my desk. "Tie me up, I'll escape." I told him

Christian went from smiling to a bit hesitant. "I don't know dude if your parents came in and saw that it'd look kind of weird...." he then abruptly changed subjects, "oh you got your new school socks too?" He said looking at my sock drawer. "Headmaster said if he sees anyone not in the right school socks or not having their socks pulled to their knees, he'd give them a month's detention."

Christian locked the handcuffs around my left wrist then pulled my right wrist behind my back and cuffed them too. "Nice huh?" He said. "Real steel handcuffs. No way you can get out."

I pulled hard and tried to wiggle my way out of it, but they were simply too tight. "That's not really fair. If I got kidnapped they wouldn't handcuff me. They'd use rope. You should tie me up with the climbing rope in the top of my closet so I can try to escape to practice if I were kidnapped. Please Christian I just wanna try."

Christian looked at me funny, "alright," he said unlocking the handcuffs and pulling the rope down from my closet. "You ain't getting out though. Trust me. Already earned my Eagle Scout badge!"

I let Christian tie my hands behind my back. He did it so that it was tight, but didn't cut off circulation. He looped it around my wrists and then brought it vertical just like Jimmy and Billy did. If I started practicing then if Jimmy or Billy tried to tie me up again with that rope of there's I'd escape easy peasy.

Christian went down to my ankles and pulled off my old school uniform crew socks. "Guess you won't be needing these anymore huh?" as he tossed my only pair of crew socks I had left in the trash. All I had left were knee socks for school, knee socks for sports, and basically knee socks for dressing nice. He tied my ankles together with the climbing rope then grabbed another rope and tied me just below my knees.

"There now get out of tha..."

Suddenly a knock on the door, "Evan I.." it was my father who came in. The high powered attorney looked down at the scene with a bit of a laugh.

"Well well so this is what you boys do with the door closed," he chuckled studying my bonds.

"He asked me to sir honest, please don't tell my dad I was out after curfew." Christian said stammering.

My dad told Christian, "Oh don't worry about it, I'm just curious why my son wanted to to tie him help."

I couldn't tell them the truth. I was practicing so that if two bullies tied me up I could get out? That I had to go to two kids house because I was trespassing early. No that was crazy.

"I guess I just wanted to know what it was like." I replied. Wow, dumb answer I thought afterwards.

"Well Christian you did a good job," my dad said, "but I think it's high time you head home, I'll untie my son, and you'll see eachother tomorrow."

"Yessir," Christian replied and went out the window.

My dad turned his attention to me. He lifted me onto my bed. "I'll be right back, don't move," he told me, and quickly came back with a roll of duct tape from our garage and shut the door behind him.

"Now son, this is going to be your punishment for messing around instead of studying. You're going to stay tied up all night."

"But da..." I said before being silenced by a hand over my mouth.

"No buts son!" He interjected. "My son isn't going to get a Wall Street job by messing around with his friends on a school night! I'm going to tie you to your bed, now don't move or say anything or else." He held up the roll of duct tape in his hands.

I resigned and let him untie my hands but he quickly straddled me, still wearing his suit and tie from the office. He pulled my left hand to the top left corner of my bed and tied one end of the rope around my left hand, then with my hand near the metal post, he tied the other end of the rope to the metal post. My bed was a king size and when he tied my right arm to the other bedpost my arms formed a very wide "Y" shape. He then went to work on my feet.

I was in shorts and a t-shirt only now, and my dad pulled my legs down so he could tie them to the bottom bed posts.

"Ow that hurts dad," I said as he tied my left ankle to the bottom left bedpost. My dad looked at me angrily and he finished knotting the rope and securing my left leg.

"Son, one more word and I'm duct taping your mouth shut." I resigned and winced quietly as he tied my right leg to the bedpost. I was really stretched out now and couldn't reach any of the knots. My dad had pulled each of the ropes tightly and knotted them with precision. I wanted practice escaping being tied up, but I doubted Billy or Jimmy would tie me to a bed.

My dad finished the last few knots and went around double checking to make sure my bonds were snug. It hurt and I really didn't want to be tied down all night. "Please dad, I'm sorry I was messing around please don't keep me tied up. I'll go back to studying, please I can't study tied up."

My dad who was about to leave the room froze in his tracks. Instead of leaving me and turning off the lights, or untying me, he went over to my sock drawer and pulled out one of my soccer socks. He came over and straddled my chest. "Now I am a man of my word, and you talked again so now I'm going to have to shove this sock into your mouth and duct tape it shut Evan and if you decide that's not okay I will shove my sock in my mouth and tie you up every night until you learn your lesson you got it? Now open your mouth NOW." He told me.

I couldn't believe it but I voluntarily opened my jaw and soon he went to work stuffing my mouth. It was a huge sock that went over my knees and he pushed it in as far as it could go. He grabbed the roll of duct tape and as he did I tried to push the sock out with my tongue, but he simply shoved it back in and plastered a piece of tape over my mouth and began to wrap it around my head. Sealing my mouth shut, the sock still stuck out a little, but it was all being covered with the sticky grey duct tape.

My dad pulled taut after each pass, smoothing out the tape. Making sure it was tight. After 8 passes around my head and 3 strips underneath my chin, my dad set the roll of tape down.

"Here's the deal son. Tomorrow is final exam day for this term. If I find out you didn't get all A's you will be tied down to this bed every single night and I will gag you every single night, until the June 10th final exams. If you still do not have all A's, you will not have any free time ever or play baseball or soccer again. You will go to school, study until 9pm, and be tied down to the bed, and study all weekend until you get all A's. A-'s are not acceptable. I'm sorry son, but goofing around before exams is inexcusable and I'm doing this because I love you."

With that my father got off my bed, and shut my door and turned off my lights behind him. Great. If I didn't ace my exams tomorrow not only do I have to deal with the bullies Jimmy and Billy for however long, but also the prospect of my father tying me up every night. I sighed and struggled against my bonds to no avail. I tried to scream into my gag, but the sock and tape were simply to much as only little mmmmphs came out. Tomorrow would be Day 1 of my New Schedule with Billy and Jimmy. I was in for a surprise.

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Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 2: Now Three People Want Evan Tied Up

Postby drawscore » Thu Nov 09, 2017 3:36 pm

Interesting, and quite a good start. Spotted one typo, but no really glaring errors in spelling and punctuation. Picture included, which is a plus. Picture of Evan tied would have been a bigger plus. Tied and gagged, even better.

Content also quite good, and the story is well told, but the mention of a child (you) being tied by an adult (your dad) is a little "iffy." I believe that adults tying kids (and vice versa) was discussed previously. Context would be the big thing. I have seen TV programs and movies where kids were tied up by horse thieves, outlaws, kidnappers, and Indians, and where kids have tied adults, who were outsmarted by the kids, or, who were ordered to tie the adults by another adult "authority figure." (Daniel Boone telling his 10-year old son, Israel, to tie up some robbers.) Beyond that, be very careful.

Perhaps having a friend or two over after school, before the parents get home from work, would work as a substitute/replacement. Having a friend's little (10-13 year old) brother tie you up so you have difficulty getting loose, would be an interesting plot twist, especially if that little brother was the brother of Jimmy or Billy, and, if you couldn't (or didn't want to) get loose, the "penalty" would be that you had to invite a friend to sleep over, and you both had to allow the little brother and the big brother to sleep over as well, and practice tie ups on you and your friend, for two days and a night.

I do get a little "technical," because I have written professionally, and I do tend to be "nit-picky." Please don't take it personally. Your work is solid. I give it an B+ to an A-. (88-93 on a scale of 1-100)

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Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 2: Now Three People Want Evan Tied Up

Postby Scottstud94 » Thu Nov 09, 2017 4:57 pm

Thank you for the in depth review! I believe I see that typo you're referring to so I'll fix that. As for the contextual issue I will probably change his age to 18 as the only thing with his age is he is in high school (which 18 still is). The age of consent in New Hampshire is 16 so that's kind of why I consider Evan to be a young adult. :)

I also believe the father's actions are an important part of the story because we can see Evan who has things going so well for him find his perfect world falling apart a bit (bullies, now a strict parent overly concerned with his child's well-being). Mr. Marston has good intentions, but it is certainly a poor idea.

drawscore wrote:Interesting, and quite a good start. Spotted one typo, but no really glaring errors in spelling and punctuation. Picture included, which is a plus. Picture of Evan tied would have been a bigger plus. Tied and gagged, even better.

Content also quite good, and the story is well told, but the mention of a child (you) being tied by an adult (your dad) is a little "iffy." I believe that adults tying kids (and vice versa) was discussed previously. Context would be the big thing. I have seen TV programs and movies where kids were tied up by horse thieves, outlaws, kidnappers, and Indians, and where kids have tied adults, who were outsmarted by the kids, or, who were ordered to tie the adults by another adult "authority figure." (Daniel Boone telling his 10-year old son, Israel, to tie up some robbers.) Beyond that, be very careful.

Perhaps having a friend or two over after school, before the parents get home from work, would work as a substitute/replacement. Having a friend's little (10-13 year old) brother tie you up so you have difficulty getting loose, would be an interesting plot twist, especially if that little brother was the brother of Jimmy or Billy, and, if you couldn't (or didn't want to) get loose, the "penalty" would be that you had to invite a friend to sleep over, and you both had to allow the little brother and the big brother to sleep over as well, and practice tie ups on you and your friend, for two days and a night.

I do get a little "technical," because I have written professionally, and I do tend to be "nit-picky." Please don't take it personally. Your work is solid. I give it an B+ to an A-. (88-93 on a scale of 1-100)

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Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 2: Now Three People Want Evan Tied Up

Postby drawscore » Thu Nov 09, 2017 5:33 pm

Please be aware of the "writers' mindset." It's something like "My stuff is great, everybody else's is crap, and my editors are all Philistines, who edit with hatchets and butcher knives." (I've also edited professionally.)

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Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 2: Now Three People Want Evan Tied Up

Postby alkaid_ » Fri Nov 10, 2017 4:17 pm

Nice chapters...

I really like it.

Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 2: Now Three People Want Evan Tied Up

Postby Scottstud94 » Sat Nov 11, 2017 8:23 pm

Chapter 3 - The Contract

Shorter Chapter.

I woke up in a bit of a fright. I was expecting to still be tied up, but the ropes were untied and the tape over my mouth gone. Maybe it was all a dream?

I rolled out of bed and got ready for the day. I put on my blazer, slacks, pulled my navy blue East Lake socks to my knees, and headed to the dining room for breakfast.

After baseball practice I decided to change into "work clothes" for Billy and Jimmy. The closest thing I had was a t-shirt, khaki shorts, and a pair of old baseball socks. This was one of those times when I wanted crew socks, but my parents were pretty strict about knee socks or dress only from now on. They threw out anything shorter than that.

I went right to the trail to Billy and Jimmy's house and when I got there I saw Jimmy sitting on the porch.

"Well well, Mr. Trespasser decided to show up to pay for his crimes," he said brandishing his Bebe gun.

"Yes... sir." I told him.

Billy come out of the garage area and motioned for me to come over. I did obediently as he used the rope from before to tie my wrists together. He left some slack and pulled me by my wrists so that I had to follow him.

To my surprise, we went to the poll barn behind the house. Unlike the house, the poll barn looked well built. Metal exterior, no windows, just a solid iron door with a padlock on it.

I was led inside as Billy also turned on the lights inside. With no windows he needed to. Inside was a lot of junk. A tractor, some engine parts, farming equipment. To the right though was a table with a piece of paper laid out with a pen. I was sat down at the table and told to read it.

It was a contract. My father was a lawyer so I knew a bit about them. This wasn't one he would work with. It said to the tons of "I ___________ agree to work off my debt of $842.56 owed to Billy and Jimmy Smith for my crime of trespassing and the cost of my imprisonment. I will report to Billy and Jimmy each day after school and every weekend at 9:00am. Each hour of work will be $15 off my fee for trespassing. If I choose not to show up, or do not agree I understand I will be turned into police for my crime and Billy and Jimmy will share incriminating pictures of me with everyone I... know."

"You gonna sign it or we gonna turn you in trespasser?"

It sounded horrible, but I decided to. Felony trespassing could derail my entire life. "How do you get $842.56 I asked?"

"Well Evan you see it cost you $500 for trespassing and since you'll be serving your jail sentence with us we had to buy things to restrain you. After all, a prisoner has to be restrained at all times."

"Why? This rope works great I said motioning to my bound hands."

Jimmy pointed over to a corner. In the corner was a stack of items that were meant for me.

"15 rolls of duct tape, 8 rolls of gorilla tape, 100 yards of rope, 8 chains, 16 padlocks, 4 rolls of industrial wide electrical tape, 20 yards of wire, 1 pair of handcuffs, 1 pack of socks to gag you with, and we're building a secret place for you to sleep for Friday and Saturday nights."

This was too much like I was going to be tied up with these guys for what? 90 hours. I'd almost rather be in jail.

I sighed and scribbled my name down.... feeling like I didn't have a choice.

Re: The Story of Evan (M/M) - Chapter 3: The Contract

Postby daiton68 » Mon Nov 13, 2017 4:35 pm

Good story. I'm hoping Jimmy wrestles Evan down and hogties him barefoot. Maybe ties his big toes together with some of that wire!