Mutiny

Postby Bruno » Thu Dec 29, 2011 8:42 am

I've been reading stories on this site for ages so i thought it was time to give something back. I'm writing in 3rd person because it's easier, but this was something that happened between me and a few friends when we first discovered tie up games. Hope you enjoy it.

Ella walked slowly into the darkened room. She stopped for a moment. Why was it dark? Then she heard a quite squeak from the floor to her right. Sally was still hogtied on the floor, gagged. This meant that Becca must still be cuffed to the bed where she’d left her, seeing as Sally had the key in her mouth. She smiled and took a step forward. She felt a cold hand clamp over her mouth and her arm was twisted behind her back. She let out a muffled squeak of surprise and dropped to her knees. Before she could think what to do a second pair of hands grabbed both her wrists and pulled them in front of her. She heard the click of hand cuffs and felt their cold steel close around her wrists. Regaining her senses she flicked her head backwards into the stomach of one of her attackers. Simultaneously she got on one knee. She opened her mouth wide to scream but this was a mistake. Before she could utter a yell, a soft spongy ball was slipped into her mouth. The gag was buckled from behind by her recovered attacker and then she was lifted to her feet.

‘Mmmmmmmmphhhhh’, she cried behind her gag as he chewed ferociously on it, flailing her legs as she was dragged. She landed harshly on the bed and before she could sit up she felt two smooth, bare legs straddle her. ‘Aarg’, she grunted as her hands were forced above her head. She felt the cold metal bars of the bed frame and knew what would happen next. Sure enough, ‘click’, she tried to pull her hands back down, they stayed where they were. Then she felt someone grab her ankles and force them together. She kicked out violently and the hands disappeared. She grunted again in triumph but then felt her smooth legged captor shift and straddle her the other way. Stronger hands then encircled her ankles, bringing them together despite her strained efforts. 'Mllleeeeeee', she pleaded as she felt a thin cord lashed around her them and then tied off. She wiggled her feet, splaying her toes in effort, but to no avail. Then Ella felt a pull as she was stretched out to her full length as her bare feet were secured to the end of the bed. Then the weight of her straddling captor lifted and she felt noting for a moment. Then she heard a giggle and felt a hand sliding up the inside of her thigh. 'Mmmmppppphhhllllleeeeessee!', She squealed, writhing as the hand softly tickled up to her squirming belly and onto her leather pants. Ella strained and twisted as she felt a delicate finger lift up the rim of her pants. She clenched her legs together as hard as she could, then the hand retreated and her body went limp as she let out a long moan, dribbling from behind her gag. Silence.

To be continued.

Re: Mutiny

Postby SelenaGfan » Fri Dec 30, 2011 12:14 am

More please and maybe a little background how the game started.You start off with
two captives already tied & gagged but don't say why.

Re: Mutiny 2

Postby Bruno » Fri Dec 30, 2011 6:55 am

An explanation. On Friday morning, Ella had received a text from Becca, inviting her over for the weekend as her parents were in Dorset and wouldn’t be back until Monday night. Sally, Alice and Anna were also invited. Becca’s house was enormous, with 4 floors, numerous guest bedrooms and a sizable pool in the back garden. So Ella had delightedly accepted, and her and Sally had met up after college and made their way over there on Friday night. When they got there, Becca told them that Alice and Anna wouldn’t be coming until tomorrow morning, but this was cool and they had fun running about the house, trying on clothes and eating Becca’s mum’s home-made cookies. Ella had gone in search of the upstairs bathroom that evening and had stumbled accidentally into another bedroom on the one of the top floors. Seeing it was obviously not the bathroom, she had made to exit when the glint of something metallic caught her eye from the bed. It was then that she discovered that Becca, or Becca’s mum, had a formidable collection of bondage paraphernalia stashed away in the draws and under the bed. Hmmmm she thought, time for a new game. Becca had been her first victim, then Sally, as Ella felt her days of playing Cowboys and Indians with her big sisters coming back to her. She had tied her play-things in different positions, to their constant giggles and shrieks – but they were eventually silenced – and this had gone on until morning. Ella had left her captives bound and gagged while she slept and had woken up late. Kicking herself, she had rushed up the stairs to the bedroom, Alice and Anna must have arrived by now…

Ella lay there panting. Bound and gagged in just her bra and panties. An unmitigated disaster. She was now at the mercy of the very people who owed her a taste of her own medicine. It could only have been them. They had been Becca’s leg she’d felt rub against her stomach; she recognised them as the very one’s she’d tied and re-tied just a few hours previously. And the other had to have been Alice, Becca’s tough, but stunning, friend. She strained once more against the ropes binding her ankles. Useless. Suddenly a lamp in the corner of the room flicked on. It was a small light on a dimmer switch but it illuminated the room enough for her to make out what was going on. There was Sally, hogtied and squirming on the floor, but with a piece of rope cleaved between her teeth, as the tape had obviously been removed to get at the key…somehow. Sally was in just her frilly white panties now. Alice stood by the light switch, glowing in a white tank top and short shorts, her hair tied back in a long pony tail. She approached Ella, stopping for a moment to tickle Sally’s side with her toe. When she reached the end of the bed, she stopped.
‘Well, this is gonna be fun isn’t it’, she smiled evilly. ‘Time for some pay back me-thinks’. She jumped nimbly over the end of the bed, crawling up Ella’s body. Ella whimpered behind her gag. ‘You see, sally can make way too much noise with just that piece of rope in her mouth, so we need some item of clothing to stuff behind it, don’t we’. Ella shuddered. ‘How about these?!’ said Alice and drew a pair of scissors from the waist of her shorts. With too swift movements she cut Ella’s leather panties off and, with another, whisked them from her. Ella shrieked into her gag and twisted, trying to cover herself up, but with little success. ‘Cheers babe’ said Alice and jumped off the bed. She went over to Sally and with the scissors, cut the rope between her hands and feet, allowing her to stretch out. Next she flipped her over, straddling her. ‘Now listen bitch’, said Alice sternly, taking her nipple’s between both thumbs and fingers and giving a little twist, Sally moaned into her gag, ‘when I take this rope out of your mouth you’re going to stay absolutely quiet and keep your mouth open, understand?’. Sally nodded. ‘Good!’ said Alice, much cheerier, and pulled the rope out of sally’s mouth and over her jaw to settle around her neck. ‘Heeeeeeelp!’ screamed Sally, mouth wide, ‘Becca!, Annaaaaaa!’ This was a mistake, as Alice quickly stuffed Ella’s panties into her mouth. ‘Hhhhuuuuuuuuppphhh!’, moaned sally. ‘Bad move bitch!’ said Alice, and she pull the rope back over sally’s mouth. She sprang lithely up from Sally, who rolled onto her front to protect her exposed nipples. Alice grabbed the piece of severed rope trailing from Sally’s ankles and pulled her around, dragging her squirming to the bed. Ella watched with a mixture of apprehension and admiration as Alice picked up Sally, and deposited her on the bed so she was lying next to her. Alice then strode quickly round to the end of the bed and attached Sally’s feet to the frame next to Ella’s. As Sally realised what was happening she tried to curl her legs in, but it was too late. Her body went limp in defeat. Ella watched silently as Alice patted her pockets, searching for something, then reached up and let her hair down. It was long, light brown and uncombed, like she had just gotten out of bed. Then Ella realised her intent. In Alice’s hand were two bright pink hair bands. She held them up and winked at Ella, who whimpered, understanding fully. Alice took one hair band and looped it 3 times round Sally big toes, securing them together. Sally, who couldn’t see Alice, let out a short squeak as she too realised what was happening. She turned her head and gave Ella a withering look; it was her fault she was here after all. Alice did the same to Ella’s toes and then spoke. ‘This is what happens to bad girls who don’t do as they’re told.’ Then she started to run her fingers slowly and lightly up Sally’s bare soles. Sally spluttered and shrieked into Ella’s panties, her back arching. Alice stopped. Sally whimpered. Then Alice went for it full on, scratching ferociously up and down her soles and in between her toes. Ella watched fearfully as Sally went into hysterics, shrieking and giggling and thrashing about like a fish out of water. Was she next?

Re: Mutiny

Postby GentleDom » Fri Dec 30, 2011 12:17 pm

very good story. id like to hear more :D
I am one with the rope! I am the politest Dom, I always ask whats your limit, and if your willing,
If you would like to break them ^.^ *bows* A Gentle Dom, one who still can do it quite well ;D
at your service, and you will be at mine ^.^

Re: Mutiny3

Postby Bruno » Sat Dec 31, 2011 11:31 am

Thanks for the positive feedback!

The tickling went on for about 5 more minutes, at which point Alice relented, smiling her evil smile. Sally was red in the face and out of breath. Alice stepped sideways so she was standing in front of Ella’s feet and raised her fingers. Ella pointed her toes frantically, trying to curls her exposed feet into themselves. Alice giggled and then dropped her hands. ‘Aaahh Ella’, you didn’t think I’d do that to you did you? Aaaw don’t give me those eyes, I’m still new to this game, and from what I hear you’re a bit of a pro. But for now, I’m in charge and I’m giving you an ultimatum.’ Ella relaxed her feet and indicated toward her gag. ‘Oh no no no, not yet. You have to prove you’re a good girl first. I can’t have you shouting out for help…not that anyone here would help you.’ Ella whimpered. ‘Now listen, my hands are tired and I need to make sure this little bitch doesn’t escape while I go down and talk to Becca and Anna. So you’re going to help me.’ ‘Mmppph?’, questioned Ella, clicking her cuffed wrists together. ‘Exactly’, said Alice, moving round to stand over Ella’s face. ‘I’m going to un-cuff you, and when I do you’re going to sit up, nice and calmly, undo her hands from behind and retie tie them in front of her.’ Sally squeaked in indignation. ‘AND, if you want to earn some extra brownie points, you can demonstrate that crotch rope Becca has been telling me all about. You think you can do that?’ Ella nodded vigorously. ‘Mmmm’, she said hopefully, wiggling her feet. ‘No no. I can’t have an escape attempt on my watch. Anna would kill me. Now…’ Alice leant over Ella’s face, her long hair tickling Ella’s exposed armpits, and unlocked the hand cuffs, leaving them attached and open in case Ella got any ideas. Alice then leant back and placed the key in her bra. Ella brought her arms down slowly, massaging her wrists and resisting the urge to remove the ball from her mouth. Alice went over to the chair by the lamp and sat, crossing her bare, toned legs and watched. Ella sat up slowly. Would she have time to undo her ankles before Alice pinned her back down? Probably not. And she didn’t want to get the same treatment as Sally; she was REALLY ticklish on her feet. So she reached over to Sally hands, tied crossed in the small of her back, and began to untie them. She thought of whispering some sort of plan to her, but then remembered that she was still gagged. Sally would try to fight her when her hands were free and she had to win, or face the punishment. But what if…yes!

Ella looked up and saw Alice still watching with that evil smile on her face as she unwound the last loop around Sally’s wrists. She anticipated the reaction. Sally whirled around onto her back and sat up, expecting to have to fight Ella off. Instead, she saw Ella frantically working the knots around her ankle loose. Sally, paused for a moment, saw the possibility and started doing the same. Alice leapt up, what was happening?! She strode over to Sally, who was closest, and forced her back down while she flailed and writhed. ‘Bad bitch, stop moving!’ Then she realised that Ella had got her feet loose from the bed and had them nearly untied. She flung herself (to her later regret) at Ella, so she was lying perpendicularly over both her captives’ legs. Ella saw this coming and withdrew her legs from underneath Alice, placing her tied ankles on Alice’s neck and undid the last of the cord. Sally meanwhile grabbed Alice’s outstretched legs and hugged then together to her chest. Ella, now completely free, pressed one foot against the back of Alice’s neck and the other over her mouth to deaden her shouts. Seeing that Alice’s powerful legs were getting too much for Sally, who’s feet were still tied to the bed, she detached the set of cuffs from the top of the bed and grasped one of Alice’s wrists. Seeing this, Sally relinquished Alice’s legs and grabbed the other. They twisted in unison, (Sally probably a bit harder than necessary) so Alice’s wrists met in the small of her back. The next second they were cuffed and Ella hauled her over so she was lying on her front, clamping a hand over her mouth. Alice tried to bite down on the hand but it was no use. Then she felt something cold close around her ankle, and Ella’s whole weight on her leg as her foot was cuffed to where Ella’s hands had been.

Yes!, thought Ella. Her back turned to Sally, she got to her knees, keeping her right hand clamped over Alice’s mouth and straddled her back. She looked down and remembered she was only wearing her bra. Her panties were in Sally’s mouth. Sally… Too late. A circle of rough rope enclosed her torso, pinning her forearms to her sides.

To be continued...

Re: Mutiny4

Postby Bruno » Mon Jan 02, 2012 3:38 pm

The rope tightened and she was yanked onto her back, her legs folding beneath her – Alice crying out as her lips were freed. Sally knew she had 30 seconds max – Alice was calling out to Becca at the top of her voice. She had lassoed Ella (girl guides had finally come in handy) and now rolled her over and off the bed, all the while winding the long rope – used to hogtie her – around her torso so her arms were pinned. Sally leapt on her, picking up the cord used to secure Ella’s ankles and used it to tied Ella’s back to the bed post so she was in a sitting position. Ella couldn’t move her arms at all. Damn, Sally knew her knots. She whined into her gag. Her legs were free, but of no use to her as she was trust and bound to the bed post on her bum. Alice was still yelling, it had been about 20 seconds. Surely Becca would be coming. She twisted round and saw Sally throw herself on top of Alice, squashing the wind from her chest and covering her mouth with a firm hand. With the other she pulled off the rope still tied around her mouth and spat out the sodden panties. ‘Mmmmpphhhh, mmmmmlllleeeeee!’, begged Ella, straining to get Sally’s attention. But with a swift movement, Sally’s hand jumped, pinching Alice’s nose so she had to part her lips to breath. Then the panties were stuffed in and the rope brought over the top and secured. Alice screamed, kicking with her free leg, but all that came of it was a muffled croak and a sore toe. Sally slapped her thigh, then reached over and tightened Alice’s handcuffs by a few clicks. Alice fell still, powerless.

Then there were a couple of seconds of silence, in which all 3 girls listened for the sound of running footsteps; Alice in hope and Sally in apprehension. Nothing. Sally smiled widely and bent close to Alice’s ear. ‘Hmmm, it looks like you owe me something’, she whispered, her fingers walking up Alice’s stomach. She flipped Alice onto her back and pulled her tank top up. ‘Sorry dear, I need to borrow this, and these’, she added, unbuttoning Alice’s shorts. 'Nnnnnerrrrr!', protested Alice, trying to protect herself. Sally slapped her thigh sternly again. Then she wiggled Alice’s shorts down past her knees and off her free foot, so they were dangling around the one cuffed to the bed. Sitting on Alice’s chained leg, she un-cuffed her foot from the bed and whisked away the shorts. Alice tried to pull her leg away but it was already reattached to the metal bar. Ella’s eyes widened with intrigue as she glimpsed Alice’s overly-lacy, electric blue thong. Who was she trying to impress? Sally then pulled up Alice’s top further and unhooked the detachable shoulder straps on her matching blue bra. Alice squealed indignantly as Sally rolled her over and unfastened the bra’s hooks, removing it from her completely. ‘Hmph!’, protested Alice, watching sally reassemble the bra and put it on. It was only a little too small, which was lucky. ‘There’, said Sally, tweaking Alice’s exposed nipple, ‘now let’s have some fun shall we?’ She straightened up on her knees and made to step off the bed. ‘Ouch!’, she had knelt on Alice’s scissors. She picked them off the bed, where Alice had been trying to conceal them. ‘Hmmmm, cheeky.’ Then she bent down and cut off Alice’s tank top, throwing it at Ella and skipping lightly off the bed, leaving Alice wriggling on the bed in just her skimpy blue thong. She stood and slipped into Alice’s equally skimpy shorts, looking down at Ella. She grinned to herself, revenge would be sweet. Now what should she do with them?

Sally thought for a moment. She would have to act fast, and not mess about with any fancy knot tying or humiliation. She had secured Ella to the bed post in a hurry and it would not take her long to free herself. Her first then. She strode over to the draws under the lamp. This was where Ella and Alice seemed to be getting all their materials so it figured that there was a healthy stash in here. She was right. Sally giggled to herself as she rummaged through the more fetishy items. Someone had a thing for bondage. She grabbed a pile of coarse red rope and a red silk scarf and closed the draw. Then she deposited the rope on the bed next to the still wriggling Alice and skipped round to where Ella was sitting bound. Ella gave a little squeak through her now sodden ball gag as Sally untied her from the bed and forced her roughly to her feet. She would have run, but with her arms still pinned to her sides she would have fallen over immediately. She felt Sally shove her against the wall next to the head of the bed from behind. She let out an ‘ooof!’, as the wind was knocked out of her chest.

Then she felt a course rope around her ankles, wrapping just twice around before it was tied off. Then she felt Sally’s knees jab against the back of hers and she buckled suddenly onto the floor. ‘MMM!’, she protested. She hadn’t been this rough when tying Sally. Sally quickly blindfolded Ella with the red scarf and then unwound the rope around her torso. She saw Ella start to wiggle hopefully and stopped halfway, leaving the upper arms pinned. She then took a shorter piece of rope and tried to bring Ella’s wrists together in front of her. But Ella was stronger than her and she needed more hands to hold them together while she manipulated the rope. Time for a different kind of manipulation. She had left a length of rope about half a metre long at the end of Ella’s feet, which she yanked close to her. Ella froze. No, this couldn’t be happening. Then she shrieked and contorted as Sally’s fingers raked her soles, failing to extend her legs as Sally had a tight hold of the rope attached to them. Then it stopped suddenly and she felt a warm breath at her ear. ‘You’d better cooperate, or you know what’ll happen. And I won’t get tired.’ Ella whimpered. She had to comply. Anything but her feet. So she brought her wrists reluctantly together before her, whimpering into her gag. Sally pounced on them with the rope and tied them crossed. Wasting no more time, she hauled Ella back up and onto the bed. Then she removed her blindfold and attached the length of rope trailing from her ankles to the head on the bed. Ella was now laying the other way on the bed, face to face with the snarling Alice. Sally stopped momentarily to listen, it couldn’t be long now. She wrapped the silk blindfold around Alice’s eyes, ignoring her muffled protests. Sitting on both her legs, she tied her ankles the same as Ella’s, attaching them to the bed before un-cuffing her right ankle. Alice moaned and flipped onto her side – handy, thought Sally. She then turned and brought Ella’s arms up and, with some wiggling and grunting, down over Alice’s head, so Ella was now effectively hugging Alice. This was easier than she had expected it would be, as Ella had stopped trying to fight back, still scared that Sally might return to tickling her vulnerable feet. Now for the last touch. Sally shifted Alice closer to Ella their nipples and nose touched. Then she un-cuffed Alice’s right wrist and pulled it over Ella. She wormed her other hand under both their bodies and grabbed the free end of the cuffs pulling hard. Alice’s grunted as the metal dug into her wrist and allowed her hand to be dragged underneath Ella’s body. She felt the metal close once more around her right wrist and roared in frustration. She was now hugging Ella, her wrists cuffed behind Ella’s back just as Ella’s were tied behind hers. She squirmed experimentally, still unable to see, and felt Ella’s soft skin pressed close to hers. She wiggled her feet and one of her toes brushed the side of Ella’s foot. She heard Ella squeak and felt her knee twitch, catching her in the sweet spot between her legs. She squeaked in return, half in indignation and annoyance and half in surprised pleasure. Maybe even more than half. Sally watched this and chuckled, how interesting. She sat down on the bed, next to her captive’s feet. Time for just a little fun before she ventured downstairs. Reaching out, she flicked a nail across Ella’s left sole. Ella squeaked again and jerked, recoiling into Alice’s body. Alice grunted in frustration and head-butted Ella squarely in the forehead. Ella retaliated with another knee between the legs. Sally was surprised to see that Alice didn’t return the strike, but instead clamped her thighs round Ella’s knee, hugging her tighter.

More will hopefully follow

Re: Mutiny

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Jan 02, 2012 5:31 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: Mutiny5

Postby Bruno » Thu Jan 05, 2012 11:50 am

Ella withdrew sharply, but Alice shifted her body ever closer, letting out a soft murmur of pleasure. Sally giggled, the plot thickens. But enough with the larking about. She must find her way out of the house before Becca or, she dreaded the thought, Anna, discovered her escape. Who knew what rules this game had. She jumped up, turning momentarily back to the aroused Alice and ripping off her blindfold, which she pocketed. Alice, pink in the face, was now staring directly into Ella’s eyes. Then she skipped round the bed and flicked off the lamp. No need to draw attention to the bedroom. Now, which way was the door?

Ella heard the door thud softly shut. The room was dark again and she could only just about make out the shape of Alice’s head; their noses were almost touching. She could feel Alice’s legs twitching tentatively closer towards hers and heard her ‘mmm’ softly into the panties that were still lodged in her cheeks. Oh jesus, this could not be happening. She had to get out of this ridiculous tie before things started to get wet around here. Stretched her arms out as far as they would go behind Alice’s back. Spreading her fingers and wiggling her wrists to test the knots. They were tight and unyielding. Then the back of her hand touched something cold and metallic. At first she thought it was the remaining pair of handcuffs, but with a little more feeling around she realised. The scissors! Perfect.

Alice moved her jaw up and down, trying to dislodge the rope tied between her teeth so she could spit out Ella’s panties. Stained leather was not her favourite. She felt Ella stretch out her arms, then move closer to her, like she was straining to bring their bodies together. She knew this was weird, wrong even, but impulse took over. She responded by opening her knees as far as they would go and pressing her sweet spot into Ella’s hip bone, clamping her thighs round Ella’s. She let out a ‘purrrr’ and the pleasure tingled and spread through her body, making her shudder in delight. She was beginning to enjoy being tied up – in this position at any rate. That was strange though…Ella responded neither angrily or enthusiastically. In fact she seemed to be tickling her back. Whatever. She knew it would take a good half hour for Ella to wiggle herself free – she could tell by the way her feet were bound strictly together that Sally knew what she was doing.

It was at this point that Ella cut through the last strand of the rope around her wrists. She lay still, savouring the moment. She was practically free, and horny Alice had no idea. She could sit up at ease, untied herself and leave her here until Anna or Becca found her. But then she got a better idea. Suddenly Alice felt Ella relinquish her body. What?! She ‘uuummmphed?’ in surprise as she felt her peel away, slipping out from her handcuffed embraced and sitting up. Alice felt a jolt in her stomach. They were escaping! This was, at least, the second best outcum. She sat up next to Ella, still not able to see, and felt around for her ankles. Then she felt Ella’s arm across her chest, pushing her back down.

Ella, sat up, she needed to untie herself from the head of the bed before Alice did the same. She quickly searched around her feet, trying to keep her hands steady and found the knot. She heard Alice’s surprised exclamation and felt the mattress sink a little as she sat up. But then she had the knot undone and flung an arm across Alice’s bare chest, pushing her back down. Then she straddled her, feet still tied together – she could undo them in a minute – and grabbed the rope she had cut from her hands. Alice breathed in sharply in surprise as Ella pounced on top of her. She felt Ella’s knees slot tightly around her waist. Her ankles must still be tied. What was she doing? Ella was stronger than Sally, and so managed to raise Alice’s cuffed hands above her head. As it turned out, it didn’t matter how strong she was because Alice didn’t resist. She purred again and arched her back, trying press her groin into Ella’s. Ella ignored it and quickly looped the rope around the chain connecting Alice’s hands and tied it – a triple knot – to the bed. Alice went limp, exhaling.

Now for this horrible gag. How long had it been in her mouth? Ella fumbled at the back of her neck for the buckle and wrenched it open, spitting the dripping ball onto Alice’s stomach. She flexed her jaw and pursed her dry lips, running her tongue soothingly over them. Now her feet. She rolled off Alice and untied her bonds, rubbing her ankles. Then she reached over and flicked on the lamp. The bright light hurt her eyes, so she dimed it to the lowest setting, then climbed back on top of the still squirming Alice. She bent close to Alice’s ear and whispered. ‘Hmmmmmmmmm, what to do with you now…’, Alice lay still, ‘you untied Becca didn’t you’, Ella said in a low, dangerous voice. Alice squirmed. Ella began to kiss lightly down Alice’s neck. ‘You attacked me, and tied me down’, Alice let out a minute purr, ‘you took my pants from me’. Ella reached Alice bare, rigid nipple and nibbled it gently, flicking her tongue onto it spasmodically and feeling Alice twitch in pleasure each time. ‘You played with my toy, who…’, she kissed down her stomach and past her belly button. Alice drew in her breath. ‘…has now escaped. And you planned to keep me prisoner here so Becca could get her revenge.’ Her tone darkened as she reached the strap of Alice’s thong. She took it between her teeth. Alice lay perfectly still, holding her breath. ‘Bad girl’, said Ella, letting the strap ping back onto Alice’s waist and sitting up. Alice let out her breath and mmmmphed. Ella sprung off the bed. Bad girl? Such a cliché.

Now, she needed to get back in control.

Re: Mutiny6?

Postby Bruno » Mon Jan 16, 2012 12:28 pm

In the half an hour that she’d been tied up a lot had happened. First she needed to get her hands on some clothes as she was still naked from the chest down. She cast about the bedroom. It was Becca’s, or Becca’s mother’s, she couldn’t remember. Either way it was a bedroom, so there should be some clothes lying around somewhere. She went to the chest of draws – the only item of furniture in the room for some reason – and opened them all. Nothing but rope, scarves, brightly coloured cable ties, 3 more sets of hand cuffs, and a suspicious-looking object that looked very much like it vibrated.

‘Crap!’, she swore, turning to Alice and realising what she must now do. Alice had two pairs of panties on her person; one lodged in her mouth and one nestling between her legs. They were both probably soaked by now, but she had to choose. She strode over to the end of the bed, bending over Alice’s head. Alice gazed up at her with wide hazel eyes, apprehensive. Ella wasted no time on games and told her straight. ‘Alice, you’re tied down to this bed and you can’t move. I’m going to take my underwear out of your mouth in a second, and then I’m going put this’, she picked up the ball gag from beside Alice’s head, ‘in it. I’ll even dry it for you.’ Alice moved her head to one side, trying to turn her face into the sheets. Alas, she was not an owl. Ella grabbed her hair and forced her face upwards, to which Alice gave an indignant ‘pheeeemmm!’ of pain. ‘If you make this difficult for me, I’m going to…’, then a thought struck her, ‘I’ll make sure Anna finds you before Becca does.’ Alice paled visibly. ‘And if you cooperate, I’ll put this pair of scissors on that cute little tummy of yours. That’ll give you a chance at least.’ Alice was listening now. There seemed to be only one option. She nodded slowly. She felt betrayed. Yes she’d helped tied up Ella, and yes she had a little fun stripping her…but the experience could have been so much more... She saw Ella smile down at her and pull out the rope, letting it fall around her neck. Ella’s hand swept down to brush her hair gently out of the way and then hovered, cupped, ready to silence her should scream. The panties were pulled out. Alice kept silent, her lips slightly parted, still staring into Ella’s eyes.

There was a brief pause, and then Ella’s lips crashed onto hers, moist and warm and kissing her fiercely. She responded passionately the next second, kissing her back and straining to bring her head off the mattress. She felt Ella suck forcefully on her bottom lip and heard the wet sound it made when it was released. Her body writhed in pleasure, longing to be free of these bonds so she could press her lips more easily against Ella’s. She gasped, opening her mouth wider to reach her tongue into – and then the lips vanished and she felt spongy plastic fill her mouth. ‘Mmmmppphh mmmllleeeeeee!’, she protested, writhing and shaking her head from side to side. Then she stopped, as a second later she felt the buckle catch at the base of her skull. ‘Nnnneeeeerrrrr!’, she protested again, kicking her bound feet and pulling at her cuffs. Ella stepped away so Alice could no longer see her, wiping her recovered panties as best she could against the carpeted floor before pulling them on. What had come over her?! She shook herself and strode over to the draws, picking up several lengths of rope, some different length cable ties, a set of handcuffs and the suspicious-looking object. She turned and caught Alice glowering at her. Unlike herself, she winked cheekily, before walking calmly over to the bed and placing the scissors on her belly as promised. Alice jerked as the cold metal touched her skin. Then Ella pressed the only button on the object. Her suspicions confirmed, she placed it between Alice’s legs, pointing upwards. She saw Alice’s eyes widen in shock and her thighs immediately clench around it. Then she strode to the door, opened it, and walked onto the landing, closing the door on the sound of her muffled moans.

Ella crept down the hall way, the sound of her feet muffled by the thick carpet. She reached the stairs and descended slowly, she must be on the second floor – she recognised the bathroom. She still had the ropes with her, slung diagonally across her chest, with the cable ties tucked into her panties at her right hip. She held the cuffs in her left hand to stop then clinking. Downstairs she could hear the TV chattering away. That must be why Becca and Anna hadn’t heard their scuffle upstairs. She tip-toed across the landing to the grand staircase, looking down over the banister into the living room. There was Becca, spread out, relaxed on the sofa in a loose blue shirt and pink pyjama bottoms, watching the music channel. It was turned up quite loud, which could be useful in covering up any noise. Ella crept along the balcony. As long as Becca remained on her own she knew she could subdue her again. But then she saw somebody else come into the room. She ducked down and peered through the banisters.

Re: Mutiny7

Postby Bruno » Sat Jan 21, 2012 3:49 pm

Sally! She was sneaking up behind Becca, the red silk scarf in her hands. Well, it looked like she was warming to this little game of theirs. Ella watched Sally creep up to the back of the sofa and pull the scarf right over Becca’s mouth. Becca ‘mmmmmphed’ in shock and jumped. Sally held her head down and tied the scarf behind her head. Ella understood Sally’s thinking. If Becca couldn’t call out to Anna, then Sally could easily take her down. Becca was unfortunate in being both the skinniest and the least accustomed to wrestling. A real pampered little princess.

Sally rolled Becca onto the carpeted floor and grabbed a roll of duct tape from the low wooden coffee table. Then she jumped onto Becca’s back and wrenched her arms together behind her. Ella was delighted. Sally was doing her work for her. But then things started to go wrong. Anna appeared behind Sally. She was tall, and blonde, with dazzling blue eyes that stood out from her porcelain white skin. She too wore a baggy night shirt, black, with sleeping shorts just visible underneath it. She walked calmly over to Sally from behind, who didn’t hear her coming over the music. Ella could do nothing but watch as she got Sally in a vice-like arm lock and pulled her off Becca’s back. Becca lept up and held Sally’s head between her thighs while Anna snatched the tape out of her hands and taped Sally’s wrists together. Then Anna hauled her up, while Becca brought a chair over. Sally was plonked down on the chair and Becca slipped the scarf between her teeth pulling her head back so she couldn’t stand up. Anna taped her ankles the chair legs and then pulled her up by her tank top (which was actually Alice’s). Sally was now standing, unable to move her feet or sit down.

‘Becca, get me that purple rope from the kitchen.’, she commanded. Becca secured Sally’s gag and then went out of the room, returning with length of purple rope. Sally whimpered as she saw that it had 6 large beads threaded onto it, which were kept in one 15cm gap by two knots in the rope that kept them from sliding. Becca handed it to Anna who passed it between Sally quaking legs and yanked it up so that the beads wrapped around her sweet spot. She moaned into her gag, her eye lids fluttering. Anna finished tying the crotch rope and then pushed Sally back down onto the chair. She then taped her torso – rather excessively – to the back of the chair, so Sally’s arms were pinned and she could no longer stand.

Then Anna turned to Becca. ‘I thought you said she was hogtied upstairs with Alice!’ ‘She was!’, said Becca, flustered. ‘Well then where’s Alice?!’, exclaimed Anna, turning to run up the stairs. Becca made to follow but Anna said, ‘no, you stay here and watch her!’ Becca did and Anna turned once more, taking the stairs two at a time. Ella’s heart jumped into her throat. She just had time to retreat into the bathroom, hiding behind the door, before Alice flew past. She breathed out. Her chance had come. She check the coast was clear and ducked out of the bathroom and ran back down the hall. She had maybe a two minutes before Anna found Alice, got her untied and came back down.

She peered over the banister and saw Becca straddling Sally, her hand between her legs, tugging experimentally at Sally’s beaded crotch rope. Sally’s head lolled and she let out a long mmmmmmmmmm… The music was still playing and Becca was clearly distracted, so she zipped down the stairs, creeping round the open-plan room to seek up behind her. She opened up the hand cuffs as she went. Sally was torn between frustration, embarrassment and ecstasy when she spotted Ella behind Becca. Her eye’s widened and Becca, seeing this, sniggered. However, her smug expression was wiped quickly off her face as Ella reached round her and snapped a cuff round her wrist.

Becca yelled in fright as Ella pushed her firmly against Sally’s front and twisted both her hands behind her back, cuffing the other wrist and tightening both cuffs to squeeze around her skinny wrists. Ella grabbed the tape off the floor and ripped a piece off with her teeth, slapping that over Becca’s mouth, catching her gasp and making her choke for air and exhale sharply through her nose. Ella then, taking a leaf out of Sally’s book of ties, wound the duct tape round Becca’s torso, Sally’s torso and the back of the chair, forcing Becca to stay seated in Sally’s lap, facing her. Once she was secure, Ella selected two long cable ties - one pink, one green – and bound Becca’s ankles strictly to the two back chair legs. Wriggling furiously, Becca ‘mmphed’ into the tape, unaware of how much Sally was enjoying her movements. Ella slapped Becca’s arse hard and whispered in her ear. ‘Three down, 1 to go’, then we can pick up where we left off’. Becca shook her head and whimpered. She didn’t want to be taken back to the bedroom. Ella bristled, hearing a rhythmic pounding from above and ducked into the kitchen.

Re: Mutiny8

Postby Bruno » Mon Feb 06, 2012 4:29 pm

What did she have left? 6 cable ties and…the rope! She’d left it out there! Uh oh… She heard the pounding come to a stop on the balcony, then resume, but more softly, pacing down the staircase and then stop. It was definitely just one person, and logic dictated that it was Anna. She must be ruthless if she’d left Alice where she was. Ella didn’t know her that well, as she was more Becca’s friend than hers, but she thought that she could take her down...as long as she had the element of surprise. Anna must by now have seen Becca bound and gagged on top of Sally. Was she untying her? She didn’t know, and couldn’t poke her head round the kitchen door because she might lose the element of surprise. Great idea it had been to come in here then…but was this was the only entrance to the kitchen? No, as it turned out. Or how else could Anna have managed to sneak up behind her and loop a length of yellow rope around her ankles?

Ella feet were whisked sharply out from under her body, causing her to land smack on her forearms. OWW! The loop tightened and she was dragged backwards along the floor by her feet until Anna let go of the rope and pounced on her back. Still dazed, Ella felt the rope around her ankles slacken and kicked her feet free, trying to turn over. Anna was heavier than she looked. Then she felt a rope around her neck, and froze as it yanked taught, cutting off her air supply. What the hell?! Anna bent close to her head. ‘Hands’, she whispered. Ella couldn’t breathe. Anna was taking this a bit far considering they were just playing a game. She opened her mouth and croaked. Anna yanked harder. Ella complied, thrusting her arms hurriedly behind her back, pressing her wrists together imploringly. The rope tightened even more for a second, then released. Ella gasped and slumped her head forwards, barely feeling Anna take a cable tie from her waist and zip it quickly around her wrists, palms together. She went limp, defeated. Still panting, she opened her mouth once more.

‘Anna, what the he-’, she started to say before a cold hand slapped over her mouth. She felt Anna’s face close again. ‘Silence.’ Ella saw something dropped on the floor in front her nose. It was electric blue. Her eyes widened. Alice’s tong! ‘Now, head down and put them in your mouth’, commanded Anna. What could she do? Anna’s hand disappeared and she suddenly remembered the bite of that rope around her neck. So reluctantly she turned her lips to the ground and, using her tongue, pulled the thong towards her. She gagged at the smell, they were still warm, but then she felt Alice’s hand take a fist full of her hair and whimpered, taking the damp thong up with her teeth and sucking it into her mouth. It tasted damp and very slightly salty. She moaned. ‘Don’t spit them out’, warned Anna. Then Ella felt her turn towards her legs and smack her left thigh sharply. ‘Up!’. She knew what Anna meant. Ella obediently brought her ankles together and bent her knees so her toes were pointing up towards the ceiling. She twisted her head round, keeping the thong in her mouth, and saw Anna tighten one cable tie around her ankles and one around her toes. Interestingly, the blue tie binding her toes complemented her pink toenails beautifully. Then Anna took one final tie and slipped it between Ella’s teeth, holding the sodden thong in place and tightening it behind her head so that it made her plump cheeks bulge on either side. Then Anna picked Ella up of the floor and lifted her into a fireman’s carry. Ella grunted as she was jiggled over Anna’s bony shoulder.

She was carried out of the kitchen and into the living-room, past Becca and Sally, who were still tied the way Ella had left them and up the stairs. Becca mmmmed pleadingly after Anna but she took no notice. They went all the way up to the second floor and through the door into the bedroom. It was still dark, so Anna flicked on the main light. Ella heard a whine from the bed as Alice was blinded. Anna then placed Ella on the floor and went over to Alice. Amazingly she had managed to get the scissors from her belly button to her shoulder, but her efforts were wasted. Anna picked up the scissors and turned back to Ella.
Ella lay still, expectant. Anna cut the ties around her ankles and toes and then quickly looped the yellow rope around Ella’s neck again. It was not tight, but it served its purpose when it was jerked up and Ella got to her feet. Ella considered her options. Her hands were still tied behind her back and Anna effectively had her on a leash. If she got her hands free she might have a spring at Anna, but for now she was at her mercy. Anna twitched the rope again and Ella stumbled towards her. She caught sight of Alice, now completely naked and lying just as she had left her. Anna was merciless! Then Anna spun her round and she felt the plastic around her wrists snap. She turned, surprised but ready for a wrestle, when the rope suddenly tightened around her neck and she toppled into Anna’s chest. ‘No, no, no. That’s not an option. You do only what I tell you to. Now, strip.’ …What.

Re: Mutiny

Postby hafnermg » Tue Feb 07, 2012 5:09 am

nice indeed! awesome story bruno!

Re: Mutiny

Postby Bruno » Wed Feb 15, 2012 8:10 am

Anna twitched the rope and pushed Ella away from her. ‘I said strip.’
Ella stood, wishing she could protest. What choice did she have? So, well aware of Alice who was craning her neck around to watch, she tentatively reached round her back and undid her bra strap, letting the cups fall from her perky breasts. She wasn’t unduly uncomfortable being naked in front of them, it was just the look in Alice’s eye that made her uneasy. Then again… She lowered her hands slowly, letting her bra fall to the floor and hooked her thumbs into her pantie line, wiggling her hips from left to right as she pulled them down. She let them fall around her ankles and then stepped out of them. Anna approached her, kicking her underwear away with one foot. ‘Sit’, she said simply. Ella sat on the floor at the foot of the bed, leaning her back against the metal bars. Anna then walked over the draws, trailing Ella’s leash behind her and pick out the last pair of cuffs. These were matte black – probably why Ella hadn’t seen them – and had a slightly longer chain (roughly 15 cm). She walked back over to Ella and crouched down in front of her. ‘Hands.’ Ella obeyed without hesitation. She held out her wrists and Anna snapped one cuff on roughly and the pushed both her hands up above her head, threading the other cuff trough a bar of the bed frame and then snapping it over Ella’s other wrist. Ella mmmmmphed quietly – still gagged - and crossed her legs, her wrists secured above her head. Alice heard this happening behind her head and became more and more aroused. She had resented Anna taking her thong from her, and then leaving her here to struggle, tormented by the vibrator between her legs. But she sensed something was about to happen.
Anna loomed over her and spoke softly in her ear. ‘She did this to you huh?’ Ailce nodded slowly. ‘Well you did fail me, so I can’t let you go, but maybe to deserve some small revenge…’ Alice’s eyes widened and she nodded her head fervently. Oh yes please! Anna smirked. She untied Alice’s ankles and then unbuckled the ball gag, popping it out of her mouth. ‘Aaah’, Alice sighed spreading her legs apart and bending her knees. Anna tweaked Alice nipple. ‘Knock yourself out.’ Then she looked at the ball gag in her hand. Interesting. She wondered what it felt like. As she turned and strode out of the door she pushed in into her own mouth and tightened it at the back of her neck. ‘Uuuuggglll’, she moaned softly in satisfaction. Alice didn’t see this. She was busy getting to her knees, her wrists still attached to the end of the bed next to Ella’s. She clambered carefully over the railing and down to the floor, crouching over Ella.

Re: Mutiny

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Feb 15, 2012 7:45 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!