Part 2! As a token of my appreciation for all you lovely people and the wonderful little community we have hear

Quick warning this part does contain some mild breath play, noting very hardcore but i appreciate not everybody likes it in stories

Enjoy!
UNDERSTEER - PART 2
Hours passed, being a Uni student myself I was well aware of how late these club nights go on. I started my struggle with optimism; after all she was only a 17 year old girl. There was no way she could securely and inescapably bind a fully-grown lad was there? She must have made a mistake somewhere, a loose knot? A weak link perhaps? No such luck.
I would have loved to pick at my knots, just for something to do, but the shiny black tape cocooning my hands into tight fists left no chance of that. This is what shocked me the most. Jen had looked so innocent, acted so playfully! Her request of a tie up game was unusual to my mind but not unheard of, perhaps my expectation that she would be making a few sloppy loops around my hands or just playing with some sellotape is what lured me into this trap so unsuspectingly. However this was no game, this was captivity.
My initial optimism had evaporated. Jen knew her ropes well and had not exaggerated, my bindings had begun to hurt, and struggling only seemed to make them feel tighter. I yelled into my gag in desperation.
“MMMPPHHH mmff!!!”
This served only to make me feel utterly helpless, Jen was the only person with the power to release me. Until she saw fit to do so I just had to lie here like a discarded play thing. I consigned myself to lie quietly in my ropes. I had managed to roll onto my side through struggling, this took some weight off my chest and made breathing easier through my layered gag. I settled into a fragmented sleep.
I was awoken by the sound of a door slamming. Great! I thought. She will come upstairs, apologise for what she has done and free me. At long last!
The door opened, in walked Jen, looking just as stunning as when she left, only difference being her hair was now down instead of tied up. I was hoping she would untie me in the same manner as her hair imminently.
“Ohh heyy!” She said, feigning mock surprise. “you decided to stick around? What a sweet boy.”
“MMMFF! Pmff Lmmph MMf Mmmm”
“did you enjoy your film?” She asked, turning off the telly and removing her shoes and dress, revealing a matching set of red lacy panties and bra.
“Pmmmmmf!” I Desperately tried to communicate though my gag.
“Well I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, I had a great night too thanks for asking, hehehe”
She laughed at her own joke, I could tell she was quite drunk, but in fairness she wasn’t totally smashed. She tied her hair into a ponytail, switched off her bedside lamp and climbed into bed.
“Nighty night Adam”
Huh? Nighty night? What the hell did she mean! I had been here trussed up tightly all night, my only thought being her return and my release. Then she just says, nighty night? As if she has just given me a comfy mattress and a nice duvet? I would do anything now, beg, plea, anything. I had to be free.
“Pmff jmmmph!”
“Mmmf m mmm!”
“pmff!”
She totally ignored me.
“MMMMPHH!”
“Shut the fuck up Adam or I WILL make your seriously regret it.” She said sternly. Not a drop of humour in her voice.
“Hmmmf”
“I wont warn you again” She said low, at almost a whisper.
I took this threat seriously and tried to keep quiet. It lasted all of two minutes before desperation took over.
“MMMMMMMMPPPFFF!!!”
Jen leapt up out of bed and flipped the light on “Ok, you’ve made your choice. Obviously you don’t quite understand what shut the fuck up means” she snarled.
She crouched down behind me, still wearing only her matching red panties and bra. I felt a few tugs oh my ropes and the rope connecting my wrists to my ankles fell away, it felt so good to have movement! Would this finally be my freedom? Was she finally letting me go?
“Move slut.” Jen was now making me hop in to her walk in wardrobe! Not good, I thought to myself. The room had rails of clothes at all heights on every wall, she completely removed the clothes from one rail, then forced me down so I was lying face down underneath it.
“I am going to enjoy this, but you wont. That’s the idea of a punishment you see Adam, maybe if you actually listen to me you will learn a thing or two”
She gave me a sharp slap on my bum then left the wardrobe. Returning moments later with a something in her hand that I could not make out.
“I was obviously way too easy on you before, now let me make it perfectly clear who is in charge here sweetie” She coohed as she picked up a length of that awful purple rope, folded it in half then passed it around my waist, pulling it snug around my now sweat drenched T-shirt. She took the end down between my legs, one strand around each side of my package then yanked the rest back up to my waist, cutting deep between my cheeks! It felt wrong, very wrong.
My moans were more like pathetic sniffles than actual cries for help now.
“pmff, glug”
“Rolling onto your side made it easier to breathe didn’t it? That’s a luxury I’m not sure you deserve.”
Was this girl actually evil to the core or what? She took another purple rope and to my dismay drew my feet up to my bum and began to hogtie me. With the pretence of the game over, she really wasn’t holding back, and pulled the hogtie even tighter than before. All part of my punishment, I suppose. Next her comment about me rolling over became clear. She tied a rope from my hands down to the newly added crotch rope, before bringing it up to the clothes rail I was lying underneath, she yanked on the rope pulling the hogtie rope skyward and creating even more tension in my tie, she then quickly knotted it off. Leaving me with absolutely no movement at all, and no chance of rolling over or squirming away.
“Better” she said. Leaving the wardrobe. By now I was beyond distraught. Earlier she had me tied so that she could go out clubbing uninterrupted, but what the hell was this? There was no reason to keep me painfully tied like this. Jen re-entered the wardrobe, holding a glass, a jug of water and a straw. I was relieved, my mouth was the bone dry from the panties and socks. My circulation felt fine, I was a healthy limber guy, but my god I needed water. She placed the glass down, and undid the pink bandanna, I took an unhindered breath through my nose for the first time in hours. Then off came the elastic, the ribbon, and finally the wet socks and panties thudded out of my mouth onto the floor.
“Jen please please please let me go! This is torture I can’t take it any more!” I begged.
“I know” She remarked with an evil smile.
“Ple-mphhh” I couldn’t resume my begging, her hand clapped over my lips, I could feel the cold metal of the vintage ring she was wearing on my skin.
“Listen carefully Adam, I am not going to explain this to you again babe”
Her other hand came over and tightly pinched my nose, her polished pink nails with white tips filling my vision!
“I am in charge here, I decide what happens to you. I decide how difficult this is for you. Now you will do as I say, you will obey my every command. Don’t make a peep, nod if you understand.” She finally released my mouth and nose, I took a few deep gasping breaths, then nodded.
“There’s a good little bitch boy” She mocked pouring a glass of water and popping a straw in it. She then placed the glass on the floor, with the straw just out of reach of my lips. I struggled stretched and wriggled. But I just could not reach the straw, she sat back laughing at me, before finally seeing how frustrated I was becoming as I started panting.
“Sshhhhhhhh honey” She said raising a finger to her lips, she moved the straw to my mouth and let me drink the pint glass of water, I finished it quickly.
“ hope you enjoyed that, don’t expect and more favours from me hun. Oh and do try not to piss yourself during the night”
I remained silent, her earlier message still ringing in my ears, I had no resistance left to give. Next she took a few pairs of girly ankle socks out of her drawer, a variety of colours. She dunked one in the jug of water and compacted it tight in her hands, at the time I didn’t know why. She pinched the frilly sock in her fingers and brought it to my face.
“Time for you to be gagged again sweetie pie, open wide. Wider, goood boyy.”
As I meekly complied she smiled and pushed the first sock into my mouth, I could tell it was not fresh, it tasted like dirty smelly feet. She was just adding insult to injury. She repeated the process twice more, firmly prodding the material into both my cheeks and mouth. For goodness sake how many was she going to stuff in there! After two more socks, from a grinning Jenny. My mouth was completely packed. She insisted on pushing one more sock that wouldn’t quite fit into my mouth to make a total of 6. The same ribbon from earlier was wrapped tightly around my head, digging into my skin slightly. The elastic excersize band came next, double wrapped and given a quick snap by Jen to test for tightness. To my disbelief even the hot pink scarf followed again! With the scarf covering from my chin up to the bridge of my nose Jenny started rubbing and tapping my gag with her long nails, ensuring it was tight as a drum. She looked delighted, I can assure you the feeling was not mutual.
“You look beautiful honey! That should keep you nice and quiet for a while. Now then, just one last stage to your punishment. Remember you brought this upon yourself.”
What? She had to be joking.
“Now hold still.” She whispered, raising my chin up with a finger. Next she produced a tan coloured hold up stocking. She bunched it up before stretching it wide and drawing it down over my head, allowing the elasticized rubbery trimming to settle around my neck. Next she produced her favourite black electrical tape and wound it over the stocking around my neck. It was by no means tight enough to choke me, but I could definitely feel it and I hated it. I was already getting hot in the stocking.
“This is what happens to naughty boys who don’t listen.” She whispered close in my ear. Next came the completion of her punishment for me. She took the leftover stocking at the top my head, drew it back slowly and tied it firmly to my hogtie bindings, forcing me to keep my head up off the ground! The nylon closed in tight around my face, and made it even harder to breathe, this was definitely too strict! I knew I had to stay calm and breathe slowly, that was all I could do. Through the mesh of the perfumed stocking I could see Jen biting her lip trying to hide a giggle.
“Well I think you seem far more comfortable in here, don’t you?” she taunted
“…”
The mouth stuffing was so big and the layers so tight that I dared not even try to make a sound, the deep breath I would need just seemed beyond my reach right now.
“Awhhh cant even make a squeak babe? Well don’t worry as they get wet the socks shrink and compact in your mouth so it will get easier, but OH!” She mocked surprise and brought a hand up to her mouth.
“I already soaked them before stuffing them in your filthy little mouth didn’t I? Oh well, the gag does its job of keeping you silent so there’s no way I’m changing it now.” Her mock concern for me was infuriating, but I was powerless to retaliate. She gave me a sharp stinging spank on my arse then got up to leave.
“Well darling hopefully this should teach you to be quiet when I tell you to. If you need anything just politely ask me for help, speak up though or I may not hear you, hehe.”
She giggled, standing hands on hips and chest puffed out proudly, emphasising those pert breasts. I was absolutely powerless to move but tears did begin to roll down my face, before being absorbed into the stocking.
“awhh is little babie cwyiing?” She said in a mock baby voice. “Didn’t think I would be so cruel and tie you so tight hmm? Well you are going to have plenty of time to ponder that one slut. Enjoy your punishment and sleep tight hunny, mwah!’ She blew me a kiss before turning on her heels and flipping the lights off. She closed the door, sealing me in the wardrobe with the rest of her possessions.
Morning could not come soon enough.
Quick footnote: This story is based in fiction. Actually tying somebody in this kind of position for a long time is not advisable, especially unsupervised. Play safe!
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