My Story with no Unique Title

Postby hermos » Tue Aug 23, 2016 2:49 pm

A few years back I used to have a tie up buddy, Alex. Alex and I would spend almost every weekend at his house playing our tie up games. We were both 6.

One weekend he told me wanted to have a sleepover, nothing new I thought.

I got there around noonish. we played some soccer, video games, then diched it to watch a movie around 4ish. It got boring, quick.

"Screw it" he said "my parents are gone all weekend, because I'm very responsible like you. My parents have a friend who is going to order stuff for me, when I want to. So why don't we try an all night tie up!"

"Alright" I said "Who's getting tied up".

"My house, my rules" he answered, "I wanna try some torture towards you this time, so you're getting tied"

"Umm, whatever" I wasn't really sure what was in store, considering most of our other games were tie the person up, see if they can escape, then switch.

We went down to his basement, and into the spare bedroom, where most of our tugs usually took place.

"Okay, now what" I asked.

"Change" he said "here" he handed me a pair of blue underwear.

I went into his bathroom to change.

What shirt and shorts do I wear" I screamed out.

"Who said anything about clothing" he answered. "As I said, my house my rules".

"Whatever" I mumbled under my breath.

Walking out a saw he had put a lot of supplies on the bed.

"Are you going to use all that stuff on me?"

"Most, it'll be fun, trust me"

"Okay" I said "where do you want me"

"Well we're doing this in 3 stages. The first one will be simple chair tied, second is a bed tie with some of the tortures, then my choice at the end, got it Dave?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's start".

I sat down in an armless kitchen chair he had brought down. He wasted no time in starting, Alex pulled my hands behind the chair then roped them off. Simple enough, I thought.

He then pulled my legs behind the chair as well and tied them right below where my wrists were, this kind of hurt, but wasn't bad. he finished off by putting a little bit more rope around my chest.

"There" he said. "How does it feel?"

"Good I guess" I said.

"Well I'm gonna go upstairs for a while, if you can escape, I'll let you go and we wont do the other two stages, but it you don't, we're gonna go on, ok?"

"Sure" I knew I could get out. The knots were close to my hands anyways.

"Alright, I'm going" he said "Oh, a few more things though."

He went over and grabbed a roll of duct tape. he wrapped both my hands in tape so there was no way I could pick at the knots. To finish it off, he took one of his socks and stuffed it into my mouth then wrapped duct tape around that a few times.

"All done buddy" he smirked. "Try getting out of that" he walked upstairs.

All I could do was mmmphhmm into my gag. i was stuck, I struggled and struggled but some gave up because I was starting to get tired and I knew there was a long night ahead of me.

The clock by me soon read 5: 30, an hour and a half since we had started. the door at the top of the stairs opened and Alex came walking down with a big grin on his face.

"Haha, I can see you didn't escape."

I shook my head no.

"Well okay then, next stage!" He came over and started to untie me. after he took my gag off, and I spat out the sock and went and got some water.

"Alright, what's next Alex" i asked.

"You remember, bed tie" he said. "Go ahead and lay down on the guest bed."

I got up and lay down on my back. Alex came over and quickly tied my wrists to opposite bed posts at the top. and of course, wrapped my hands in duct tape. he took more rope and tied my ankles the same way, I was really stretched out.

"Done" he said.

"Well...okay then" I said,

I thought, this really isn't that bad, I cant escape, but at least I'm comfortable.

Alex said, "You need a gag" he went over and grabbed a sock again, this time out of his dirty clothes pile, he shoved it into my mouth and wrapped duct tape around that.

"Hmmmm" he said. "You seem okay, what else?'

After a while he said, "I have a few ideas.." Then went upstairs.

I tested out my bonds and realized they were pretty good. I wasn't escaping.

Alex came back down with a an tray full of ice. He placed the ice cubes all over, on my chest, in my undies, and even taped a few to my legs and feet. it was cold. Very cold. I struggled but couldn't shake them off.

"Once, these melt" he said " We'll go to the final stage, but if you escape we can be done, got it?"

I nodded between shivers as he walked upstairs.

I had basically given up, I just lay there and waited for the ice to all melt.

Alex came downstairs a few times but just to say "Not good enough, they need to melt more."

Around 7:30 Alex came back downstairs again.

He laughed at how pitiful I looked, tied to a bed, gagged with his sock, and soaked with cold water from the ice.

"Alright, I think you've had enough of this stage" he said "For the last stage, I thought of how I can keep you warm?"

He untied me and let my go to the bathroom and get a drink of water again.

"Stand up straight now" he said "Put your legs together real tight, same with your arms"

He pulled a bag out from under the bed and pulled to large boxes of seran wrap from it.

"Here we go" Alex said with a smirk "now don’t struggle or we'll have to start all over"

He wrapped seran wrap from my ankles all the way up to right below my underwear. He gagged me again (sock and duct tape) then wrapped seran wrap all the way from my waist to the top of my head, making a hole for my nose and my eyes.

This shouldn’t be bad, I thought, I can get out of seran wrap, what is Alex thinking?

"Next step" he said "This’ll help it be a little more secure"

He went over to the bag and got about 5 rolls of duct tape.

The duct tape was wrapped everywhere the seran wrap was, there was 1 layer of seran wrap and about 3-4 layers of duct tape. I was stuck. The only parts of me not taped were my nose, my eyes, and my underwear.

"Warm now?" he said "I’m going upstairs until 9:30, try to escape buddy"

I mmmphhed and started to roll around and try to break my bonds. Didn’t work.

I was exhausted from all the struggling the past couple of hours so I gave up trying to break out of my bonds after 8 pm passed.

9:30 finally came around and Alex came walking downstairs again.

"There’s my little mummy" he said "Having fun?"
"Mmphhh" was all I could say.

"Ready to be untied buddy?

"Mmmphhh!" (Which was supposed to mean yes)

"Well....too bad, I rented a movie and honestly, I think id enjoy it better knowing you were still tied and gagged in my basement, so I’m going to leave you here. OK?"

"Mmpphhmm! Mmppph, Mmmphh!" was all I could manage to say, considering I was gagged and all.

"Well if you would’ve escaped, you wouldn’t have this problem, now would you?" He laughed and walked back upstairs.

I sighed and started to struggle again. No use...the tape was tight, very tight, and I knew if I was to get out it would be from Alex untaping me.

Around 11 Alex came back to the guest room in the basement.

"That movie was pretty good, it’s too bad you missed it" he said.

Once again, all I could do was mmpphh into my sock/tape gag.

"You’re probably tired, I know a way I can wake you up"

He dragged me over to the door to the room that had the circuit breaker and a bunch of other technical stuff in it. He forced me to stand up, which took longer than he probably expected.

The doorknob on this door was unusually strong and high, it went about 2 feet so above my waist so Alex had to lift me and pull the wrap, so I would be hanging on it, but I didn’t know this… Yet
"This will wake you up for sure" he said. Alex lifted me up the best he could and hooked the back of my underwear to the doorknob. Then he dropped me.

"MMPPHH!" I screamed into my gag. My feet were not touching the floor.

Alex burst out laughing as I hung there twisting and struggling trying to get the massive wedgie out. I wanted my underwear to rip very badly so I could just fall and it would be over, but it hung in there, much to Alex's amusement.

"HAHA!" Alex said. "This is too good matt, you’re tied, gagged, and hanging by your tight whiteys in my basement! Haha!"

Alex pulled up a chair and watched my struggle for what seemed like an hour, which only turned out to be 20 minutes or so.

"I think you've had enough" Alex said between laughs. He went over and lifted me off the knob.

I rolled and rolled on the floor trying to undo the wedgie, but it didn’t work.

Alex sat back down and watched my helplessness for a while longer. Around midnight he took some scissors and cut all the tape and seran wrap off of me. i went into the bathroom and changed back into the shorts.

Once I came out Alex asked "Did you enjoy this session matt?"

“It was alright" I said "Why the hell did you have to use so much torture?"

"Well, didn’t it make it more fun?" he asked.

"Umm.....yeah, I guess it kind of did" I said.

We went to bed after that and of course, had more tie up games after that.

After that night, it seemed that I was always the one to be tied up. I can’t recall a moment where I had tied Alex. It turned out he loved to tie people and really hated to be tied, with me I loved to be tied up and really didn’t care for tying people. Seemed pretty perfect if you ask me.

The End.

Re: My Story with no Unique Title

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Tue Aug 23, 2016 10:22 pm

What a lovely short story! I liked the sock gag, the ice torture and the mummification. It's very exciting to be left in bondage for a longer time than you initially thought you'd spend tied up. That's why I like that you let Alex go upstairs to watch a movie.
bondage /'bɒndɪdʒ/ noun & verb. ME.
A The condition of being bound or tied; fig. subjection to authority, constraining force, or obligation. LME.
‣b
spec. Sadomasochism involving binding, handcuffing, etc. M20.

(SOED, 6th ed.)

Re: My Story with no Unique Title

Postby xtc » Wed Aug 24, 2016 3:03 am

Six-year olds, home alone? Hmmmm...
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: My Story with no Unique Title

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Wed Aug 24, 2016 3:56 am

xtc wrote:Six-year olds, home alone? Hmmmm...

I hadn't even noticed. I always read stories on these forums with people of my own age in mind. Now that it's only a kid, that's ruined it for me. :annoy:
bondage /'bɒndɪdʒ/ noun & verb. ME.
A The condition of being bound or tied; fig. subjection to authority, constraining force, or obligation. LME.
‣b
spec. Sadomasochism involving binding, handcuffing, etc. M20.

(SOED, 6th ed.)

Re: My Story with no Unique Title

Postby MisterBones » Wed Aug 24, 2016 6:18 pm

Am I the only one miffed that these are in the true stories section when these are clearly fictitious?
I have ocs or whatever

Re: My Story with no Unique Title

Postby bondagefreak » Wed Aug 24, 2016 7:11 pm

MisterBones wrote:Am I the only one miffed that these are in the true stories section when these are clearly fictitious?


Most likely not, but those of us who've been here for a few years have seen a countless number of fictional stories (like this one) end up here.
There was even a forum wide debate a few years ago, about writers posting blatantly obvious fiction in the True Stories TUG section.
Unless my memory is playing tricks on me, no resolution was taken to resolve the issue.
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