My Own TUGs

Postby NemesisPrime » Sun May 26, 2013 3:16 pm

I never told this story as it's really quite short.

Well one day when I was I think 9 or 10 I I had my best friend over at my house who for the purpose of this story I will call Jake.

Anyway, one day me and Jake were pretty bored so we headed out to the living room and decided to watch some TV when Jake said he wanted to try an experiment and wanted me to put my arms behind the leg of a table at the back of the room and he left to my room and when he came back he had a length of cable that's used to transfer data from Game Boy Color and Game Boy Advance and decided to tie my hands up with it and being the curious person I was I decided to let him.

What followed was several minutes tying because Jake wasn't very good at it lol but eventually he managed to tie my hands so I couldn't get away and he left to get my dad to tell him about what he did and I began to struggle fuirously and and about 5 seconds later I got my hands free and by the time him and my dad got to me I held the cable up in my hands and smiled. "I win!" I said.

That was pretty much the first time I got tied up but as you can see it helped foster my love of TUGs but there WAS one other time I got tied up...

Back when my brothers were in Scouts and I couldn't stay home so I had to attend one of their campouts and most of the day I was there was pretty boring though I did make pleasent conversation with some of the other scouts but late at night was when I had some real fun.

Near the large campfire (it was a large field I should add) there were three boys running in a circle with some rope tying up another boy when I stepped in and out of cockiness (and I think a need to WANT to be tied up) they looped the long length of rope around my body pinning my arms to my sides once they knoted it pushed me down and kept dropping on me over and over and this lasted for a minute as another boy came and got me up and took me over to the campfire and set me down and they began asking each other who I was before one of them said it didn't matter because I was a prisoner and while this was going on I was smiling inside and wondered what they were going to do to me, leave me in the cabin near the campfire or stash me somewhere and play with me.

Eventually another boy came back was intruscted by one of the scoutmasters to untie me even though I told him it was okay and I could get out by myself (I couldn't but I didn't WANT to get free) but he untied me and that was it but like before it got me only further into TUGs.
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Re: My Own Pusdo-TUGs

Postby mikeybound » Mon May 27, 2013 1:15 pm

Lucky boy! A lasso around the chest was really all it took?

Re: My Own Pusdo-TUGs

Postby NemesisPrime » Mon May 27, 2013 2:27 pm

It was more than that lol

As in they wrapped it around my chest and kept going around it!
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Re: My Own Pusdo-TUGs

Postby mikeybound » Mon May 27, 2013 2:42 pm

Wish I could see.

Re: My Own Pusdo-TUGs

Postby xtc » Mon May 27, 2013 3:31 pm

Why Pseudo-Tugs? Sounds real to me.
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Re: My Own Pusdo-TUGs

Postby NemesisPrime » Mon May 27, 2013 3:36 pm

Because I don't really consider them TUGs in a true sense

at least the second one but I supose your right.
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