Hi! I’m Mike, and am new to this forum, anyway, here’s my first story:
My first time tied up happened when I was 13 years old, I was at a friend Daniel’s place with another friend, Jason, we were playing dares jackass style, we would dare each other to do more and more “extreme” (and for extreme I mean stupid) dares to see who would be the first to chicken out, there wasn’t any punishment for the looser (the dares where enough punishment), just our teenage pride. Jason had to ran outside in his underwear (it was winter and the ground was covered in snow so you can imagine how it went), I had to drink a mix of ketchup, mayonnaise, mustard, fudge, bbq sauce and other items they found in the fridge (I’ll just say that it was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever tasted in my life), Daniel had to endure being subjected to a firing squad (while blindfolded) with air guns and so on.
Eventually it was my turn to be dared, after discussing it among them, my friends came up with one simple dare, to be mummified in duct tape from head to toe while clad only in my underwear. Not seeing the problem with that dare (I though it couldn’t be worst the “shake” that I was forced to drink earlier) I agreed. Daniel ran to the garage while I stripped down to my boxers, he came back holding two rolls of duct tape and handled one to Jason, I stood in the middle of the room with my legs together and my arms pressed against my sides as Daniel began wrapping the tape from my legs upwards and Jason began wrapping it from my waist up. By this point I realized it would be harder than I thought since the tape around my legs was already pulling my skin in a painful way, that’s when it hit me, if they were going to wrap tape around my head it would hurt A LOT to remove it from my hair, since by this point my arms were pretty useless, I began to beg them not to touch my head, Jason was willing to go on with the original plan but Daniel took pity on me and agreed to leave my head untouched, unfortunately he couldn’t stop Jason from wrapping the remaining tape several times around my mouth, by the end I was mummified from my mouth to my ankles.
The boys spent the next 30 or 40 minutes having laughs at my expenses, pushing me around while I tried to keep my balance and, when I eventually hit the ground, they decided it would be hilarious to throw things at me (I disagreed with them but since I was gagged, it only came a “mmhhpp” sound) luckily they were wise enough to just throw at me pillows and some shoes which although they hurt a little bit, it wasn’t that bad.
Eventually the time came to unwrap me, that’s when it hit me how painful it was going to be, I tried to persuade them to find other way to remove the tape (by this point the tape around my mouth had mostly come off by a mixture of sweat and saliva so I was able to speak almost normally) but they decided to go the old fashioned way (if there is an old fashion way for undoing a duct tape mummy) and began pulling the tape off randomly, luckily for me, with all the work I have done jumping a squirming around, the temperature inside my cocoon had gone noticeably higher covering me in sweat which helped remove the tape making the process less painful (but still painful) than it should have been.
After I was set loose and forget my urge to kill them, we went back to our game of dares, unfortunately we had run out of duct tape so there weren’t more dares involving getting tied up (to my disappointment) so instead we went with more eh… conventional dares, eventually Daniel lost after he refused the dare of making auto stop at a nearby highway while clad in one of his mother’s dresses.
That was my first story, hope you like it; I had a couple of other experiences while growing up that I will share in the future.