## Tied up and victimised by three girls

Post by handcuffed_boy » Sat Apr 04, 2009 8:39 am

Hi there, The boy who gets tied up in the story, Peter (not my real name), is me at age 17. I'm a few years older now. Apart from that the story is almost entirely fictional. Let me know if you enjoy reading it...
cheers
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I was a very young looking 17 year old in sixth form. Physically I was quite small and thin. I was about 5'6" in height with brown hair and green eyes, and a really young face. And I had soft and extremely ticklish skin all over. As I was often reminded, I only looked about 13. I could still get child fare on the bus!
One day a nice, pretty girl called Holly in my class who I was friendly with invited me round to her house after school. She said I could help her out with some homework we had. With long brown hair, she was about my height but stronger than me, quite athletic, and far more sophisticated. I had fancied her for ages, so I was quite delighted she wanted me to come round. She seemed really pleased when I agreed to come.
At the end of school, she told me she had something to do before she went home, but told me where her house was and to meet her there in half an hour.
Holly was a sweet, nice girl but she hung around with some tougher girls who she'd known since she was younger, and they weren't always that nice to me. Donna was one of them. She was taller and stronger than I was and she wasn't very pretty. Not well built but wiry. You wouldn't mess with her, she had a mean stare when she wanted to.
Natalie, another of Holly's friends, was a nice girl mostly, but could be unpredictable. You were never quite sure where you stood with her, but I got on alright with her. She was quite small - shorter than me actually - and a pretty face. But she was fairly stockily built, so she could have me in a fight. Shortish dark hair.
So at around 4pm I turned up at Holly's house, which was only a short walk from school, and knocked on the door. Holly answered, standing there with her lovely long brown hair and brown eyes, wearing a cute red skirt with black tights. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and told me to go through to the kitchen, which I did.
I was wearing slim fitting black jeans, a plain red t shirt, a black coat with a hood and black trainers.
I opened the door to Holly's large kitchen and Natalie and Donna were standing there, as if they had been waiting for me. I sort of wondered why they were there, but innocently, I just casually said 'hi' to them. 'Hi Peter,' Donna said back.
I turned round to see Holly standing in the doorway. No one was smiling. This felt strange, and I wondered why we were all standing there awkwardly, with nobody saying anything. Then suddenly out of the silence, Donna shouted 'Now!'
All three girls simultaneously jumped on me. Donna pulled my coat hood down over my head to confuse me and then they pulled me on the ground. Although they were stronger than me, I was very good at escaping these situations, so I managed to get free of them and make a dash towards the door.
But Donna got ahead of me and blocked the door. They then all pushed me on the tiled kitchen floor again, only this time they pinned me to the ground by my wrists and legs to make sure I couldn't escape. Holly had my wrists, while Donna sat on my little legs, but I was still putting up a good fight.
'Where's the cuffs?' Natalie asked.
'In my back pocket,' Holly said, still holding my wrists.
Natalie took a sturdy pair of silver handcuffs out of Holly's pocket, and locked each of my wrists into the cuffs.
'Oh my god, your wrists are SO tiny,' Holly said, ringing the cuffs in tightly so as my small wrists wouldn't slip out.
'Get his shoes off', Donna instructed Natalie. Nat removed each of my shoes and kicked them away, and then Donna, who was still sitting on my legs, started undoing my jeans belt. I felt quite scared and started trying to escape again.
'Do it quickly or he'll get away again,' Natalie said. 'He's quite the little houdini we have here.'
Having undone the top of my trousers Donna quickly jumped off me, and before I could do anything she had pulled my jeans down to my knees and re-fastened my belt, so that I couldn't move my legs.
They all relaxed for a few minutes and watched me struggle. I must have looked pretty afraid.
Holly said to me, 'Just relax Peter, we're not going to hurt you or anything. You might even enjoy this. But I've decided that as you're so cute there, I can't resist gagging you, and I have just the thing.' She then produced quite a big red ball gag with black leather straps and went to put it straight in my mouth, but I stopped her by keeping my mouth firmly closed.
'Just pinch his nose,' Donna instructed. Holly hesitated, but then, cruelly, pinched my nose till I was forced to open my mouth, and then she just popped it in my mouth. 'If you could see your face now,' Holly teased.
I was used to being bullied at school, but that was mostly by boys. Mean stuff like taking my shoes. But I had no idea what to make of this at first.
I now felt very vulnerable and scared, especially with my trousers down, exposing the small red pair of underpants I was wearing. But after a while I started to feel quite excited. I had enjoyed the idea of being tied up ever since I was a young kid, and although this wasn't exactly the ideal circumstances for it, I was beginning to get to like the idea, feeling reassured by what Holly had said about not hurting me.
Holly dragged two chairs from the kitchen table across the room towards me. Mmmm, to be tied to a chair was definitely one of my fantasises, I thought to myself. They were big wooden chairs with big legs and bars on them, and therefore ideal for their purposes. Holly positioned the two chairs with their backs to each other and then they dragged me across the floor so I was positioned in between the two chairs - one in front of me and one behind me.
Holly had said they wouldn't hurt me and I believed them, so I decided to try to enjoy this. My jeans were still trapped around my legs, so Donna undid the belt buckle and pulled them all the way off, exposing my small feet, in small black cotton socks.
I knew they were all watching me closely now and it was so embarrassing, I felt very exposed to their mercies.
Instinctively I recoiled my feet into my bum, but the girls just pulled my slender ankles back up in the air in front of me and held them in place in between the vertical bars on the back of the chair seat. Holly took my belt from my jeans and used it to securely tie one of my ankles to the bars.
With that ankle secure, Natalie promptly undid her belt from her combat trousers and gleefully used it to tightly tie my other ankle in place. I couldn't move either ankle an inch now, however much I tried.
I still had my coat on, with only a smallish red t-shirt on underneath it. My comfortable coat was the only thing that gave me any remaining feeling of protection. So, right enough, Donna now unlocked my handcuffs and pulled my coat off, throwing it across the floor. I immediately went 'Mmphh!' in loud protest through my ball gag.
'Sorry sweetie,' she said, very unsympathetically. I was now very embarrassed, although when Holly asked me if I was OK, I nodded.
She then produced a second pair of handcuffs identical to the first. She and Donna each took one of my wrists and handcuffed them to the bars on the chair behind me. I wasn't trying to resist much at this stage.
But I was blushing bright red. I was on the floor of the kitchen of a pretty girl I fancied like mad, now in only a t-shirt, underpants and socks. Tied with no chance of escape to two chairs, and gagged so I couldn't even squeal, with my clothes and shoes strewn around the floor... This was cruel, but it felt exciting at the same time.
I had not even thought about what they might do once they had me restrained. For a while they all just stood and watched me, making jokes about how vulnerable I looked.
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: Tied up and victimised by three girls

Post by handcuffed_boy » Sat Apr 04, 2009 9:04 am

PART TWO: THE TORTURE BEGINS
Suddenly, Holly purposefully walked over to my shackled feet and removed one of my socks.
'Now just relax and enjoy this, Peter. It only works if you relax, okay?' Holly said to me, sweetly. I nodded back at her, having no idea what she was talking about.
She then started to gently tickle the sole of my right foot. I went crazy straight away. I was extremely ticklish, and the soles of my feet were second only to my stomach and ribs on my ticklishness scale. 'Oh my gosh, he IS ticklish!'
'I thought he might be,' Natalie said, giggling.
I realised now just how utterly helpless I was. Holly continued tickling my foot continuously, enjoying my reactions. She didn't have to tickle me very vigorously at all, and still it sent me absolutely crazy.
Soon Natalie came over and took the sock off my left foot. I gave out a very loud 'Mmphhhhh!' from behind my gag but she just said 'sorry sweetheart' and started tickling my other foot. With the two of them now tickling both my feet simultaneously, I definitely would have been on the ceiling at that point if I hadn't been tied down.
Nat's tickling was much more aggressive than Holly's. 'Such cute feet! I can't believe how soft his skin is!', she said as she mercilessly tickled me. The two girls continued like that for about ten minutes, until I started crying and Holly said they should give me a break.
Holly got me a glass of water and removed my ball gag so I could drink it, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I realised now I had no chance of ever being her boyfriend. She obviously didn't see me that way.
While all this had been going on, Donna had just been sitting on a chair nearby, watching and looking a bit bored. 'Don't you want to join in, Don?' Natalie said.
'No not really,' Donna said. 'I'll leave sweetboy to you two for now.'
I finished my glass of water and Holly asked me was I okay. I said I was and she replaced the gag in my mouth. This time I didn't try to resist it.
Natalie then knelt down beside my stomach and started jabbing my sides, laughing. Soon she was mercilessly tickling my sides and stomach, sending my body into spasms. 'This is torture', I thought. I was trying to move away from her but I was so well tied in place. This was the worst yet.
Donna, watching on, helpfully said to Natalie: 'Pull up his t-shirt, then you can tickle his ribs properly'. Despite my strong protests, Natalie gleefully did just that, and attacked my bare stomach with her evil fingers.
Cruelly, at this point, Holly took the opportunity to return to my bare feet and tickle both of them with far greater ferocity than she had before. With the two girls going at me at the same time, I was squirming and struggling and trying to protest more than ever, but there was no point. They had me completely at their mercy.
This was almost unbearable, but at the same time I felt aroused and wanted them to continue. I was getting to like the feeling of vulnerability that came with it - although I couldn't get used to the tickling. They continued tickling for what seemed like ages, until the tears were streaming down my face.
Donna walked over to me and said 'Aww, so pretty when he's upset' and kicked me hard on the bum. It didn't hurt much as she was in her socks.
'I so want to bully him,' Donna said.
'No Donna,' Holly said, 'we promised we wouldn't do that'.
'Did we?'
'Yes, we did' Holly insisted.
There was a short silence before Donna said, 'But I enjoy bullying him', and kicked me again. 'Won't you let me bully him, just a bit? I promise I won't hurt him, hardly at all.' She was tugging hard at my ear as she said this.
'I'm with Donna on this', Nat said.
'Well, I dunno ... I suppose it's pretty hard to resist' Holly eventually said. I couldn't believe it. Now I was really afraid. What were they going to do?
This was obviously the part Donna had been waiting for. Grinning, she picked up my coat from the floor and untied my wrists. She then put my coat on me, aggressively pulled the hood down over my head and kept pulling on it till I was bent over.
Natalie then came over and punched me quite hard a couple of times in the back, but Holly promptly made them stop.
After my wrists were re-cuffed to the chair behind me, Donna got a pair of scissors from next to the sink and came back over to me.
'Hey, what you doing?' Holly said.
'Don't get your knickers in a twist, I won't hurt him,' Donna replied.
She then untied my ankles, removed my ball gag and invited Nat to sit on my legs. For about 10 minutes Donna taunted me, waving the large scissors in front of my face and threatening to cut my hair, right on my fringe. I pleaded with her not to, squealing 'No!' each time she moved in to cut my fringe, which amused Nat no end. Eventually she settled for taking a bit of hair off the back of my head.
'Leave him alone now. That's enough, I mean it,' Holly said.
It was nearly 6 o'clock at this stage. Donna slyly gave me another kick as she got up.
'What, we're not even going to get to tickle him a bit more?' Natalie asked.
'Well... I suppose we ... could.'
Holly checked I was okay, then she re-tied my ankles to the chair and popped my ball gag back in.
This time all three girls joined in. Natalie tickled the soles of my feet this time, while Holly attacked my helpless stomach and Donna mercilessly tickled my underarms. Again, it was an unbearable but somehow arousing experience that seemed to go on forever.
The End.

### Re: Tied up and victimised by three girls

Post by handcuffed_boy » Tue Apr 07, 2009 4:04 am

Hi all,
Great that you're all reading the story, but it would be nice to get some comments/feedback on it. It's my first story, so I was a bit nervous about posting it! Any thoughts gratefully received.
Cheers.

### Re: Tied up and victimised by three girls

Post by ReaderG » Tue Apr 07, 2009 4:45 am

Perhaps you left too many items unfinished when you ended the story. What happened after you were let go. How did your relationship with those girls pan out? You left the story off with you tied and tickled and didn't promise a continuation. The story is good - as far as it goes.
Gerry

### Re: Tied up and victimised by three girls

Post by luckydog3 » Wed Apr 08, 2009 2:30 pm

True. No real ending. But a fun story.
Is there a sequel? do these girls go on to get their little brothers?
Good Job on the tickling.