My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Sailor Mercury Otoko » Tue Apr 26, 2016 9:57 pm

I don't know if this belongs in the PG-17 area, but I'll put it here just to be safe.

I've long had a fetish for bondage since my teens, and I definitely belonged in a submissive role. When I was 19, I convinced my girlfriend in college to tie me up a couple times, but she wasn't very good at it. I was already pretty shy, I had to work up a lot of nerve to ask her. If it was hard to ask somebody I felt close to to tie me up, just think of how it was for me to ask a random stranger.

Stupid or not, that is what I ended up doing. At the age of 23, I started frequenting fetish themed social media and searched for somebody that would fulfill my nagging kidnap fantasy. At that age, I had shaggy brown hair, blue eyes, a skinny build and stood at 5'2. (Seven years later, I'm still short)

At first I searched for a woman, but to no avail. I finally relented and said that I'd also be looking for a man. Funny enough, as soon as I advertised for a man I got a few inquiries. I chatted with these guys for a few days and narrowed it down the man who seemed the least like a creep.

Though refusing to send me a face shot (which should have raised red flags, but I was stupid at the time and thankfully he was who he said he was) he described himself as a man in his mid 50's, balding in the front, 6'3 with a small pudgy gut and confessed to being gay (not that it was a complete surprise). He agreed to my limits, especially since I considered myself 100% straight at the time, and said that he'd be traveling in town for the weekend. I had a day off on that weekend, so I agreed to do an all day session. I also agreed to be stripped of all my clothing, something I wasn't entirely crazy about but I didn't put it down on my list of limits so I didn't refuse when he asked.

I woke up early morning when my phone rang with a text. It was HIM. He said, "I'd like to get started early, come as soon as you get this message if you can". I was just as anxious to do so, so with that, I got dressed (I was wearing just a t-shirt, jeans socks and shoes) and headed out the door. I told my parents, whom I still lived with at the time, that I'd be out with friends all day.

I drove to the hotel he was staying at, parked and texted him that I had arrived. He texted me to get in the back of his van and wait for him. When he told me which one I opened the back sliding door. The van had two arm chairs in the middle and a full back seat. I recieved one more text to kneel and face the back of the van. I did just that.

Just a few seconds later, I heard the sliding door open and shut. A hand went over my mouth and my left hand forced behind me. I pretended to struggle as he pushed my face into the back seat. A handkerchief was forced into my mouth, and as soon as that was in he grabbed my other hand and applied a pair of handcuffs.

Next, the hankerchief in my mouth was secured with two bandanas. He lay me on my back in the middle of the van. As far as body type went, my captor was as he decribed himself, but I didn't see his face due to the fact that he was wearing a ski mask. How nobody didn't notice such a shady looking ordeal in this van, I'll never know. But he tied my legs up with duct tape, rolled me on my front and blindfolded me, then he proceeded to remove my socks and shoes.

He had mentioned that he had a foot fetish, so this was not unexpected. I didn't expect him to start tickling me right then and there, though. I wriggled in my bound form as I felt his fingers dance around my feet. My laughter was but a squeak in my gag.

After what seemed like an eternity of tickling me, and I knew there was more where that came from, he tied my big toes together. He said something creepy into my ear and got into the front seat and started driving. Now, when he said the creepy thing he didn't mean it, but I wasn't 100% sure at the time. One thing it did do, was make any struggling I did in my bound state a little more intentional.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby xtc » Wed Apr 27, 2016 5:54 am

A good start. Looking forward to the next part.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Sailor Mercury Otoko » Wed Apr 27, 2016 6:44 am

The van ride was a long one. Even though I had not been struggling very hard, I still wore myself out from doing it for so long. By the time my captor parked the van, I had rested up for the most part. I heard the sliding door open and close, I still couldn't see anything because of the blindfold. I felt the tape being cut from my legs. I started my mock struggling, he told me to stop. I couldn't tell if he was being serious or not, but I obeyed him and made incoherent gagged noises.

After a minute, he untied my toes and said that he was parked right next to our hotel room. He told me to do as I was told, or he'd use the knife he just cut the duct tape with on me (he was simply acting of course). He sat me up and draped what felt like a hoodie over my back and zipped it up the front. I felt the hood of the hoodie go over my eyes, he told me to keep my head down. The sliding door came open.

This would be a particularly good time to mention that day was toward the end of fall, so it was a little chilly out. I had on a short sleeve shirt, but that was because I didn't anticipate being outside for very long. Thing was, he was making me walk barefoot on the cold concrete. He quickly marched me into the hotel room (I later found out we were staying in a Red Roof Inn). I heard him shut the door behind me and lock it. He took the hoodie off and pushed me onto the bed.

My faux struggling resumed as he grabbed my legs. Before too long, I had a leg tied to two seperate bed posts. He uncuffed my hands, and did the same with them at the top of the bed, putting me in a spread eagle position.

He left me to struggle for a while. I heard the sound him leaving, but he wasn't gone for very long. When he returned, I heard duffle bags being dropped to the floor. I was kind of curious to see what all he was unloaded out of one of the bags, so I started moving my head against the pillow under my head trying to remove the blindfold. I was also curious to see his reaction to me doing this, which it didn't take long to get once the blindfold started getting loose.

"Naughty, naughty." He said.

The blindfold was reinforced over my eyes, a bit tighter than before. He lifted my shirt up and started tickling my stomach. I'm not as ticklish on my stomach as I am my feet, but I am still very ticklish. He even got under my armpits and started tickling them.

Before we met, he'd ask me to wear a shirt that I was comfortable with parting with. He tugged on my collar as he cut it with his knife and ripped it off. As he did, he made a few mildly creepy comments about my 'girlish figure'. He did this to instill a little bit of real fear into me. I don't know why I didn't freak out at the time, considering this was somebody I didn't know, but I chose to trust him just the same. Still, it kept me a bit on edge.

He then fastened my jeans and pulled them down as far as they would go. My struggling was still fake, but this time I struggled a bit harder and my gagged protests were a little more frantic. He taunted me before untying my feet and removing my pants. He retied my feet together with rope. He then untied my hands behind my back. He sat me in a kneeling position. He did something I didn't expect him to do next and that was stick his knife down the side of my underwear. I froze up, even though it was the dull end of the blade that was against my skin. In short he cut and ripped off my underwear, leaving me completely naked, which I had agreed to.

He then spent the next long while tying me up in shibari. Rope was tied all over my chest, my elbows, my thighs, my knees and my ankles. He finished it off with a hogtie. He even tied my toes together for good measure.

Since I'm in the PG-17 area, I'll go ahead and include this part. Being tied up by so much rope caused me to be erect, this did not change when he lay me on my stomach and applied the hogtie. One could say, that the hogtie intensified it.

"Let's make a deal," he said. "If you can lay there and not make a mess by the time I get back, I'll let you go. I might even let you tie me up."

He left the room. I didn't really want to be in the dominant posision, but it seemed like an easy challenge to take up. I simply didn't move a muscle until he got back.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Nicktie » Sat May 07, 2016 8:56 am

Great story!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby gaggedrock29 » Sun May 08, 2016 12:04 pm

Not gonna lie, this story is awesome. Can't wait to read more. #instantwood

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Onodera » Fri May 13, 2016 11:27 am

Oh, that is a really great story! I am liking a lot the wat that the guy tied you up and is playing with you. It's really cool :D! My favorite part until now is when you was tied up on the van x3! I cannot wait to see what will happen on the next chapter x3!
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Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Sailor Mercury Otoko » Sun May 15, 2016 3:27 pm

There I was, laying as still as I could, my body on top of my rock hard member, still tied up in shibari and blindfolded. I did tug at my restraints minimally, they only seemed to get tighter as I did. I let my feet do most of the moving. As I did, the wiggled the rope of my big toes. They weren't tied very tight, I think that was intentional.

Before too long, I began to lose my wood. Just sitting there was apparently doing nothing for it in the long run. However, when I heard the door open and shut, the little soldier stood at attention. I lay still, just waiting for him to say something. I heard him grab a some stuff from the duffle bag. I made a few noises into my gag, which were becoming a little more audible due to them getting a little soaked in saliva.

All of the sudden, he grabbed my hogtied legs and turned me on my side. I think he was glad to find no stain under me, judging by his chuckle. "Well, I'm back and you didn't make a mess...YET."

I was quickly turned back on my stomach and started tickling my feet. In reflex, my entire body writhed in at the torturous sensation. He was digging his finger nails into the most ticklish part of my soles. As I thrashed and jerked against the ropes, my body kepted moving over my groin, rubbing it fiercly. before too long, I ejaculated all over the bed. As I did, he stopped tickling me. "Well look at that mess you've made," he said, "looks like I have to be the one to clean it up."

He untied my legs and stood me up. He lead me over to what I later found out was the closet and opened the door. I felt his hands work around the rope that connected my elbows together, and tied an extra strand of rope to the hanger bar, keeping me from walking away. I stood facing the wall of the closet with my back to my captor. He mentioned that he had some water for me, and that I'd better drink it to stay hydrated. He ungagged me and held a straw up to my mouth and I to a big drink. After that, I played victim, "Look, I won the challenge. You said you'd let me go."

"A," he replied, "What's that stain there on the sheets, dirty boy? It seems to me you didn't win anything. B, you talk to much. Good thing I got just the thing to shut you up."

"Wait! Wait! Wa-UUUH!" My pleas were cut off as he forced I big wiffle ball into my mouth and tightened the straps behind my head.

"It won't keep you quiet, but it will keep you from talking," he laughed.

Any gagged noise I made, I was a little more careful to keep low, so as not to make whoever was in the next room get the wrong idea. The next thing I felt, was his hand on my left ankle. He slapped a pair of ankle cuffs on me, limiting my leg movements.

He left me there to struggle. I heard him turn on the TV and change the sheets. I just stood there for the next couple of minutes, not in much of a position to struggle comfortably. He took his sweet time changing them, and as he did, I started to drool through the wiffle ballgag.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Nicktie » Mon May 16, 2016 3:20 pm

Nice update! Cant wait to hear more

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby sarumansauron » Wed May 18, 2016 3:38 pm

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

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby mikeysockgagged » Wed May 18, 2016 9:19 pm

Cant wait to here more!
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Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Lake Lover » Sat May 21, 2016 3:06 am

Thank you for this very pleasant story. Ahhh! We are into another weekend and we hope it brings us another chapter in kind!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Sailor Mercury Otoko » Sun Jun 05, 2016 4:45 pm

The drool continued to flow out of my mouth. I felt it on my chest. Not able to do much struggling, I quickly got bored with the position I was in. I started making gagged noises throught the wiffle ballgag, "Uuuugh".

"I can't make out a word you're saying." He taunted.

Playing up my part, I started to plea with him, "Okay, that is starting to annoy me, cut it out or I might have to punish you."

I changed up my character a bit, for a second I stopped playing the meek coward and made some angry noises, "This is my last warning, shut up."

I disobeyed with more gagged noises. "Okay, you asked for it."

I heard him fondle through his duffle bag. I then heard his footsteps walk over to me. He unfastened the wifflegag, but I didn't get a word out when he once again cleave gagged me with two bandanas. He then put a strip of duct tape over my mouth. I returned to playing the coward, trying to apologize to much futility. He untied me from the hanger bar, and untied the ropes binding my wrists and elbows. I mock tried to keep my arms away from him, only to let him grab both of them and handcuff them in front of me. He left the ankle cuffs on and forced me to hobble across the room. He picked me up hoisted my body on the round coffee table that was in the room. The table was almost at chest height for me, but I was tall enough so that my legs and arms could dangle off of it. I heard him grab what sounded like more handcuffs. He fastened them to the middle chain on each pair of cuffs that I was wearing. He was able to reach my legs to be fastened to the one table leg, he had to use extra rope so that he could fasten my arms.

He grabbed something off the bed, and I heard him slap it in his hand. He said that I should have done what he said, and since I didn't shut up I deserved a spanking. I acted frantic, struggling against my restraints, what felt like cold leather was lightly tapped on my behind, quickly followed by hard swipe that left a stinging sensation on my butt. It was only light pain, but I made it sound lit hurt more than it did. He broke character to make sure I was okay, after I assured him he continued. He gave me ten good spanks on the behind before he stopped. He left me laying on the table for a few short minutes as he watched a few minutes of college football on TV. Once commercial hit, he asked if I needed to use the bathroom. I nodded yes. I actually did need to go. I was holding it in while I was being spanked, I didn't want to make the "safe noise" until he was done. For whatever reason I forgot to make it when he finished. That and my stomache was once again crushing my member, so I was afraid that I was going to unload again. It would not have been good to do that on the table.

He quickly undid all the restraints except for the handcuffs and hurried me to the bathroom. He had me sit on the toilet and shut the door on me to give me privacy. I just went number one, and gave myself an extra few seconds to let my erection deflate a bit. I finally signaled to him that I was done.

He grabbed me off the toilet and flushed it. He then lead me over to a chair, where he undid the handcuffs. He then sat me in the chair and tied me up with lots and lots of rope. My hands were tied behind the chair, and my legs spread and tied to seperate chair legs. He tied more rope under my chest, above my pelvis and around my thighs. Securing me tightly...at first.

He told me that he was going out to get lunch for both of us. He asked if pizza sounded good. I nodded. I heard him gather up his wallet and walk toward the door. "Don't you dare think about escaping, or there'll be hell to pay." With that he walked out the door, and I heard it shut.

I wondered why he said that, but I didn't think much of it as I struggled against my restraints. Before too long, I've found that my restraints weren't restraining me very well. My left foot was the first to come loose, then my right. At first I was confused, but then I thought, 'Wait a minute, what if this was intentional'. Though the rest of the ropes came off easy, I had to work to get the ones that restrained my body off of me.

I undid the blindfold and the carefully took the tape off my mouth. As I untied the bandanas that were gagging me, I moved my sore jaw up and down. My mouth was try because of being gagged for long periods of time. I decided get a drink of wather. I did so, and then I decided to try to find my pants. It was probably the only article of clothing he didn't destroy other than my shoes. I looked in the drawers of the hotel dresser, and the nightstands, even his duffle bag, but to no avail. Part of me was legitamately wondering if he'd discarded all of my clothes.

Suddenly, I heard a key being inserted into the hotel door. I decided to hurry into the bathroom. I peaked through the door to make sure it was him walking in when the door opened. When he walked in with a box of pizza, it was the only time I got a good look at his face. He was balding like he said and he had a gray beard that was thinly shaven. He wore all black, I guess so that he could look the part of a robber or kidnapper, he grabbed his ski mask and put it on his head as he sat the pizza on the coffee table. I got into character. I opened the bathroom door and turned my back to it saying, "Dammit! Where'd he put my clothes?"

It didn't take I saw his hand clamp over my mouth hoist me off the ground with the other arm. I play struggled as he carried me to the bed and slammed me on it face down with his hand still over my mouth. "I guess you didn't learn your lesson the first time."

TO BE CONTINUED...

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Jun 09, 2016 5:17 pm

Cool continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Tue Jun 14, 2016 8:55 am

Such a great story. I can't wait for the next part - when can we enjoy a new chapter?
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Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby mikeybound » Sat Jun 25, 2016 12:24 pm

I can't wait for more! Did all this really happen?

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Onodera » Mon Jun 27, 2016 4:47 am

Another amazing update. I did liked a lot of hose 2 new chapters! Especially the part of chair tie (one of my favorite positions to tied up someone x3) and the part where the protagonist was gagged, both with the ball gag on the closet and with both bandanas and duct tape x3! I kind wished that he would try to get revenge from his captor after he got free, but lets ser what will happen on the next chapters x3! Really good work and I cannot wait for the next one x3!
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Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby mikeybound » Thu Jul 14, 2016 9:45 am

I can't wait for the rest!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Sailor Mercury Otoko » Tue Aug 30, 2016 4:57 pm

Sorry it took me forever to update.

I was bound up and gagged rather quickly, I was impressed with my captor's lightning speed when it came to tying people up. A handkerchief was stuffed into my mouth and then he tied my hands behind my back. The handkerchief was then kept in place by a knotgag that was tied around my head. He tied more rope around my body, using the shibari style. He sat me back in the chair, tied me in place and then blindfolded me.

Far from finished, he tied my ankles together. I then heard him bring another chair in my direction. These were the kind of cushoned seats that had a gap between the back of the chair and the seat itself, it was here that he placed my feet, which were suspended hangin off the back of the seat with more rope. Using even more rope than I thought he had, I felt him my secure my feet to all sides of the chair. I couldn't even swing my feet around if I wanted to, and I could barely do that to begin with.

I struggled against the bonds and made noises into my gag as I heard him grab something from his duffle bag. I froze when he brought it over and tapped it on the soles of my feet. As light as the taps were, they were still able to sound off a faint slapping noise. The object was long, thin and made of wood.

He said this is what I deserved for trying to run off. He took a swing that struck me in she softest spot in my soles. My toes curled and I let out a painful moan into the gag. He struck me a good nine more times before he stopped. The soles of my feet felt like pins and needles for the next couple of minutes. Without warning I felt him scratch the my right foot. He tickled me mercillessly and I squirmed in my seat. After what seemed like an eternatey he stopped tickling and allowed me to rest and catch my breath.

I sensed hims standing behind me and then I heard him speak. "I've got your pizza, are you ready to eat it?" I nodded and he continued, "I'm going to ungag you. Don't yell out or talk, or there you'll be sorry."

He ungagged, me as he promise. He took it a step further and untied me feet from the chair. At first, I thought he was going to be generous and untie me all together. But he didn't untie me any further. He picked me up off the chair and forced me to kneel. I was then fed pizza. It was all a bit demeaning being in this position, but this is kind of what I expected. Besides, I couldn't really complain about the pizza. After feeding a slice, I was expecting second slice but I was met with something else entirely. Turned out that he brought a penis gag with him. I freaked out, thinking it was his real penis before I realized it tasted all rubbery. I didn't mind, but it was a literal dick move.

He then stood me up and fastened the gag as he chuckled, "The day has just begun, kid."

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Zero » Tue Aug 30, 2016 10:20 pm

W-wow! Really nice!
Love bound and gagged girls, feet, socks and more :tied: :gag:

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Sep 01, 2016 5:13 pm

Cool continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby mikeysockgagged » Thu Sep 08, 2016 9:33 am

Cant wait for more!
Love socks and sock bondage Feel free to pm me and maybe we can do some rp on kik

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Nicktie » Wed Sep 14, 2016 6:59 pm

And another great continuation!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby mikeybound » Mon Oct 24, 2016 7:53 am

Please continue!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby wataru14 » Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:32 am

Awesome story so far! Keep it coming!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby LockedInIL » Thu Jun 15, 2017 5:01 pm

Yes!!!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby Nick » Sun Jul 09, 2017 5:49 am

You should continue, this is a great story!

Re: My first time being 'Kidnapped' M/M

Postby CapturedDetective » Sun Jul 09, 2017 6:04 am

This is really good, looking forward to the next part!