## Death of Me

Post by Jay Feely » Tue Sep 03, 2013 8:54 pm

How did I end up in this room tied to this bed, each arms and legs restrained to it? Blindfolded and Gagged and not being able to speak or see. It was strange because I do not remember how this happened to me. My big toes was restrained with yarn. Also there was no one speaking in this room until I heard the door open and footsteps entering the room I was in. For the 1st time, the person said, "David, you are going to get what you deserved for this". I thought it was a weird name for me since my name was Jay. So, it was completely obvious that someone may have mistaken me for someone else. It was clear I was not wearing clothes since it was super cold inside the room. The captor was a girl and she brushed her fingers across my sensitive belly and I erupted into laughter and was silenced initially by the gag but it became an uproar that she could hear. I thought it was pointless to state my case since whoever had me as their captive obviously did not had any intention of letting me go willingly. She used her fingers into my belly button and for a moment, I was not at peace as it caused me to scream very hard and the gag became ineffective. Thinking back to what happened that day, the last thing I remembered was jogging in a city park near my house in Houston, Texas and was not being tickled to death.
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: Death of Me

Post by StarlightServant » Wed Sep 04, 2013 7:53 pm

This is good so far. Keep going
SubmissiveSissy

### Re: Death of Me

Post by Jay Feely » Wed Sep 11, 2013 12:12 pm

But now it was clear my captor meant business as she decided to sit on my ankles and I trembled in fear knowing my feet was going to be tickled but that did not happen, instead I felt something being painted on my toenails and she informed me it was nail polish and she was doing this because I was cheating on her and deserved to be treated like a girl. After she did my toenails, this sick bastard whom I did not know painted my fingernails. Then I heard her take a picture of me with a camera and I was taken back and when she mentioned it was going to be uploaded to Facebook, I now became very nervous since it would ruin my image and this was not what I wanted to be remembered for. She then said to me, "David, I have two other tortures in mind for you, but I want you to pick the one I will inflict on you 1st, and your options are ice and mud"
Knowing I was in control and not wanting to be cold, I picked mud but she begun stuffing mud down my underwear and it caused me to be very uncomfortable beyond my point of understanding. I was feeling betrayed and utterly ashamed of myself because I did not wanted this to happen to me. Another flashback went in my mind when I recalled getting jumped by 2 people and held down as my hands and feet was tied up and they had picked me up and carried me into a black ford van, but they did not say a word to me when this occurred. I was sure this was a case of mistaken identity or someone wanted me captured by these people. Back to the mud, another set was placed on my hands and feet and it was sticky and I felt something bite me and I realized it was ants and now I was unable to scratch which only intentisfied the torture. She the put some mud in my hair and ruffled it up. I was in serious trouble.
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.