An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Fri Aug 19, 2016 11:44 pm

I'm gonna say this from the start, I have no idea where I'm going with this. So, if the end result is a mish-mash of random garble, you have been forewarned.
Okay, let's give this a shot.

It was a dark and stormy night, a... no, no, too clichè. let's start again.

It was a warm, summer night, almost uncomfortably so. This was certainly the case for young Amber, who had been skipped by the Sandman and was kept awake by both the heat and the person on the other side of her phone. As it stood, she was currently texting someone, a teenage male to be specific, about their mutual interests in bondage. Amber had always had a fantasy about being overpowered and tied up, but she didn't want all the danger and scare of a real-life kidnapping. Seems reasonable, right?
That was when she "met" Justin. He had immediately stood out to her as both a dominant male, but a caring human being. This resulted in the perfect person for her to talk to about her wishes. The conversation had been going fairly well, and so they traded numbers and switched to talking.

"I guess if it was you, I would be tied quite tightly, huh?' She asked, all the images rushing through her head.
"Heh, that would be the plan," he responded. He sounded like a genuine teenager.
"Oh, that's the plan, is it?" Her interest suddenly piqued. "Does that mean I can expect to be tied to the bed I'm currently lying in?"
"In both of our dreams." Justin said with a sigh. "I'm afraid my bed is too comfy for me to leave at the moment."
"Well," Amber declared boldly, "it looks like I'll be getting tied to your bed instead."
There was a slight pause in the conversation. Justin soon spoke up. "I guess. You want me to come pick you up?"
Amber felt her heart start pounding in her chest. "Yes, I would like that." She said.

After giving her address to Justin, he hung up shortly after. Given how late it was, she decided to go downstairs and wait for him to arrive. She sat at the couch, her gaze fixated towards the window. After about a 15 minute wait, she saw a black truck stop across the street. She saw someone step out, and walk towards her house. Not wanting the knocking sound to wake anyone up, Amber carefully opened the door.

Sure enough, it was Justin. Standing at 6' even, he towered over her. He had on a dark blue t-shirt, black jeans and some black converse. His hair was cut rather short, not quite buzzcut short, but reasonable. His smile seemed friendly enough to her. He was let in without a word.

"So, are we ready to go?" Amber whispered, still being careful not to wake anyone.
"Yes, but one precaution first," Justin answered, producing a coil of rope from his back pocket. "Could you turn around, please?"

Amber complied, turning around and placing her hands behind her back. She felt her face starting to flush as his hands grabbed hers. For the second time, her heart started pounding in her chest as she felt the rope starting to wrap around her wrists, feeling them slowly be forced together. It's actually happening, she thought. He's actually tying me up. This was almost too much for her to handle. In between breaths, a little giggle escaped, the excitement of the situation being too much for her to handle.

His hands soon left hers, and she felt her bonds. They were snug, tight, but quite comfortable. If she didn't struggle, she would probably forget they were there. Her short giggles, continued, as she waved her bound arms around a bit, enjoying the feeling of being restrained, no matter how slight. However, Justin was not yet done.

"My," he commented, "someone is a little loud. I think I have a solution to that."

He guided her over to the couch, before sitting her down. Now, up to this point, Amber had not yet changed, and she was still dressed in her pajamas. This consisted of a loose tank top, short shorts, and black-and-pink-striped knee-high socks. The latter, once she was sat down, were slowly removed from each foot, leaving her barefoot. Her tiny toes, which were all painted bright red, were now on display. One of these socks was rolled up, and soon Justin revealed their purpose.

"If you're as keen as I think you are," he whispered, "you'll both know what this is and probably enjoy it."

This guy knows me well, Amber thought. Without a word, she opened her mouth to accept her own sock. He stuffed it in, and it filled up a good portion of her mouth. As she tried to close her mouth over it, to get used to the wad now in her mouth, the second sock was being knotted. Catching her unaware, he placed the knot in her mouth, and pulled the two ends of the sock behind her head. When he felt the knot go behind her teeth, he tied the sock off behind her head. Amber's giggles were reduced to barely audible sounds, which caused her to giggle even more.

"Now, I think, we're ready to go." Justin whispered, before helping Amber to stand up. Shortly after, he threw her over his shoulder, causing a soft squeal to escape from her gagged lips. He walked out of the house, closing the door behind him. He continued carrying her towards his truck, really hoping no one saw.

With some difficulty, he opened the back door of his truck. He sat her down in the backseat, and was about to turn around when he heard her grunting. He looked back, and saw her kicking her ankles slightly. Justin quickly caught on.

"Would you like your ankles tied, as well?" He asked. She nodded enthusiastically. "Alright then."

He reached into a basket in between the seats, and pulled out a second coil of rope. He put her ankles together, and this time Amber could watch as they were tied together. She saw the way the rope looped first around, then in between her ankles, making cuff-like loops in the soft rope. She continued watching as he tied a knot at the top, and her ankles were now stuck together indefinitely. She continued making noises through her gag, which resulted in a smile from Justin.

"Ok, let's get out of here," he said, turning her around and seat belting her. He closed the door, before getting into the driver's seat. He started up the car, and drove away from the house.


Even now, after finishing writing this, I don't know if I like it. If you guys like it, I'll continue. I think I have some ideas about how to continue, so let me know if that's what you'd like to see. uhh... yeah, that's it. Ciao.
Last edited by Steak in a Tree on Mon Aug 29, 2016 9:10 am, edited 2 times in total.
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Zaphod » Sat Aug 20, 2016 4:43 pm

I definitely like this story so far. No mish-mash of random garble here, at least not yet! I'm looking forward to seeing what Justin has in mind, now that Amber can't really do much about it.

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Sat Aug 20, 2016 5:48 pm

Zaphod wrote:I definitely like this story so far. No mish-mash of random garble here, at least not yet! I'm looking forward to seeing what Justin has in mind, now that Amber can't really do much about it.


Really? Huh, alright then. Just for you, I'll continue writing the second part. Thanks for commenting.
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f) (Part II)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Sat Aug 20, 2016 7:58 pm

Quick note: I've been thinking about this part quite a bit recently. The hope is that my thoughts translate well to written text. Here goes...

The dark of night, combined with tinted back windows, meant that the few people Justin passed on the road had no chance of catching on to what was happening. That is, no one would see the tied and gagged Amber in the backseat, sitting quite contentedly, albeit somewhat awkwardly, given that it was somewhat hard to sit comfortably with her wrists tied as they were. But, neither party seemed to mind, and the drive back to Justin's place quickly passed.

He pulled into his carport, turned off the truck, and got out of the truck. He opened up the back door, and saw that Amber was as he left her. After undoing her seatbelt, he carefully threw the light girl over his shoulder once more. Closing the door, he turned around and walked them both over to the front door. He quietly made his way inside, and went straight for his room. All the lights were off, so Amber had no chance to really see much about the house.

When they made it to Justin's room, he carefully lowered her onto his bed, so she was sitting with her feet on the floor. She quickly recognized the fabric as Egyptian cotton, and understood why he said his bed was too comfy to leave. She also noticed that the bed was somewhat small, obviously being made for only one person. Given how small she was, this meant that there were quite a few things Justin could do to keep her restrained tonight. She smiled underneath her sock gag, thinking of all the possibilities.

"Alright," Justin suddenly spoke up, softly. "Do you want to use the washroom? This'll probably be your only chance until the morning." Not wanting to play with fire, Amber nodded. Soon, her ankles and wrists were untied, but her gag was left in. Amber didn't mind; she was loving every moment of it. She quickly used the washroom, also taking the time to wash up and stretch a bit, understanding that may not be possible for quite a while.

As she walked back in, Justin looked up at her, now sitting on his own bed. Since she had been gone, he had stripped to nothing but grey boxer briefs. Given the temperature, Amber wasn't surprised. However, she was not expecting to see the well-defined pecs and developed six-pack abs. Perhaps this muscle mass is where he got his air of dominance. Amber certainly felt quite small around him.

"Alright, you ready?" He asked her? She nodded. "Okay, then go ahead and lie down."

She sat down next to him, before sliding in behind him. With her head centered on his pillows, her feet were almost a full foot from the other side of the bed. She sighed deeply; the bed was REALLY comfy. She was quickly woken up when Justin turned around and laid down next to her. She didn't really have time to process a thought before he had grabbed her wrists. He gently, but quickly, pulled them so that one arm was on either side of him, extended out in front of her. She couldn't really see, but felt the same tie he had used twice prior being applied once again to her slender wrists. When he had finished, she was left with no choice but to hug him, her arms trapped in front of her, and around him.

Justin's back to her, he addressed her. "What, just because you're here, doesn't mean I'm giving up my bed. Plus," he added, "i don't think either of us will mind this."

With the two connected like this, both were able to fit on the smaller bed with no risk of one falling off. Amber, rather boldly, took the chance to feel the musculature she had seen. His pecs were solid, and she could feel the firm muscle underneath. Her bound arms gradually made their way down to his abs, and she counted. One, two, three, to six, as her fingers passed over each ab. With her chest pressed up against his back, she was even able to feel the muscles there.

"The result of five years of wrestling," he said. "Very good at getting one in excellent shape. Besides," he trailed off, grabbing her wrists, before planting a kiss on the back of each one, "only the best for my damsels."

She felt herself blush. He had actually called her a damsel. But why the plural? "I'll be honest," he answered, reading her thoughts, "I've always had a dream opposite yours. That is, to 'kidnap' a female and have her tied up in my house. Lucky me, and lucky you too, it seems."

Amber purred into her gag, before putting one leg up on top of Justin, trying to cocoon him with her embrace. He reached down with a free hand, and began to stroke her leg, up and down. Goosebumps exploded all over her body, and she consequently shivered. She pulled him tight, her chest tight against his back, her face nuzzled against his neck. He did not stop his rubbing, gradually moving up past her knee, onto her thigh. Amber soon felt a wave of relaxation, and in that moment, feel straight asleep.


I gotta say, unlike the last one, I actually enjoyed writing this. Still, I'd love to hear your opinions, especially if they differ. I love improving. Until then, I'm gonna think up some more things for the potential Part III. Ciao
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby petraspeds » Sun Aug 21, 2016 12:58 am

Sounds good but is this leading to the twist?

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Sun Aug 21, 2016 11:11 pm

petraspeds wrote:Sounds good but is this leading to the twist?


Good question. I'm kinda making this up as I go.
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f) (Part III)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Thu Aug 25, 2016 8:02 pm

Alright, back to not knowing where this is going... To be honest i meant to continue this earlier but I had no clue where to go... Hoping this works... Wish me luck.

A crack of light shone through the bedroom window, slowly waking Amber. As she came to her senses, she started to panic, not remembering where she was. The feeling of muscles, however, reminded her. Amber sighed, and tried to go back to sleep. In the background, unfortunately, she heard... Is that a hairdryer?

Justin stirred as well. "Morning," he groggily whispered. She 'mmph'ed' back. "Yeah, it's really early, that's just my mom getting ready for work," he whispered, "there's a few hours until we should really get up. We can just relax for a bit."

Amber sighed again, and pulled herself closer to Justin. She put her leg on top of him again, hoping for more of those magical leg rubs. He obliged, and Amber once again felt completely relaxed, drifting in and out of sleep.

She soon woke to a more intense light shining through the window. She tried to rub her eyes, but her hands were still bound in front of Justin. She felt him roll over to get a look at his clock.

"It's about 9. You want to get up?" He asked. She nodded. "Alright, then," he said, fumbling with the knots. As soon as Amber felt her wrists being free, she stood up and stretched. Pointing at her gag, Justin also said "Sure, take it out."

She found the knot at the back of her head, and untied it, spitting the socks out of her mouth. Instead of speaking, she yawned loudly and stretched again, before making her way to the shower. As she left, she could hear Justin laughing in the background.

She did her business, had her shower, and was out of the bathroom within 20 minutes. She exited to a lovely smell, probably waffles. It was indeed, she found out, when she walked into the kitchen to the sight of Justin making waffles.

"Feel better?" He asked. She nodded. "Great, hopefully these help as well."
"They smell really good," Amber noticed, her mouth already starting to water. "How much longer?"
"I just started, so maybe another 10 minutes," he answered.
"Sounds good," Amber said. She paused for a second. "There doesn't seem to be much to do," she mentioned slowly. "Do you think you could... you know?"
Justin laughed. "Sure, sit on the bed, I'll be there in a minute.

Amber went back to the bathroom to give her hair a last-minute towel dry; she hated blow dryers. Satisfied, she went back to the bedroom, and sat on the bed, Justin following close behind. She looked up at him, expectantly.

"Not much time to work with, so I'll just do something simple," he said, already positioned behind her. She felt the rope around her arms once again, the familiar feeling becoming a favorite of her's. She felt him finish as he walked back in front of her, grabbing her legs and repeating the process. Finished, he stepped back slightly, and Amber tested her bonds. Tight as ever, she thought.

"A little extra precaution," Justin said, taking her legs and slowly moving them onto the bed, so she was lying down. As Amber tried to look back, she was rolled onto her stomach, and felt her legs being bent. She couldn't really see what was happening, but had a feeling about what it could be. Sure enough, her feet had been connected to her hands, leaving her in a tight yet comfortable hogtie.

"Alright, you wait there and I'll get breakfast going," Justin told her. Amber nodded, knowing she didn't have much of a choice. As he left, she rolled around a bit, testing her position. She could feel her heel touching her fingers. Movement was obviously going to be minimal. After confirming that escape was improbable, she sighed, then smiled.

"At least breakfast should be good."
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Zaphod » Mon Aug 29, 2016 7:20 am

I'm guessing that she won't have much time to enjoy this hogtie, since it would be pretty tough to enjoy the waffles while she's bound like that. It's not an easy position to eat in even if Justin were to feed her. Not that I have any experience in the matter; I'm just thinking of the physics of it. Regardless, I'm interested to see what they're up to next.

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Tue Aug 30, 2016 11:21 am

Zaphod wrote:I'm guessing that she won't have much time to enjoy this hogtie, since it would be pretty tough to enjoy the waffles while she's bound like that. It's not an easy position to eat in even if Justin were to feed her. Not that I have any experience in the matter; I'm just thinking of the physics of it. Regardless, I'm interested to see what they're up to next.


You're probably right about that. Kept that in mind while writing the next part.
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Tue Aug 30, 2016 12:11 pm

I'm starting to get into the flow of writing stuff, so hopefully the rest of the story (however long it is) works out well.


As expected, Amber didn't have to wait long for breakfast to be finished. Less than 10 minutes after leaving, she saw Justin come back in. He immediately started to untie her.

"So," he asked, "did you enjoy that?"
Amber, now fully free, shrugged. "I guess," she answered, trying to play it cool.
"I'll admit, it was a pretty pathetic tie," he said, collecting the rope. "I'll have to do a better job later."

Amber nodded, leaving to go get breakfast. She wasn't denying anything; She was hungry. Following the still delightful aroma, she saw the plate stacked with delicious looking homemade waffles. Her mouth instantly started watering. It was then that Justin came out of the room, coils still in hand.

"You like that?" Justin asked.
"They look and smell delicious," Amber replied. "You're a decent cook."
Justin shrugged. " It's just me and my mum, gotta help somehow."
Amber nodded in approval. "Nice. So, can we eat now?"
Justin laughed. "Yes, go ahead, take some."

Amber wasted no time in grabbing another plate and taking a stack of waffles. Taking a seat at his table, she saw the syrup out, and poured some on top. They made the waffles smell even more delicious.

"Say," Justin asked, "would you like to be tied to the chair?"
Any other time, that would be a really awkward question. However, Amber thought it to be quite appropriate.
"Yes, I would like that," she answered.

After taking his own plate, Justin pulled Amber's chair out and got to work. He took each ankle and tied them to their respective chair legs. Another coil went around Amber's thighs, securing her legs to the seat. She liked the way the rope felt on her bare legs. The final rope went around her torso, securing her body to the chair back. Her arms were left free; presumably so she could eat.

"Alright, enjoy," Justin told her.

She did just that, enjoying every bite of those amazing waffles. Delicious as they were, they were really filling, so Amber could only eat the one plate. Satisfied, she set her utensils down as Justin took the dishes.

"So," he said, "I think it would be best if you text your parents so they don't freak out." He took out her phone and put it on the table.
"How did you get this?" Amber asked, opening her phone.
"It was on the table at your house," Justin explained. "I grabbed it right before we left."
"Huh," she responded, sending the message to her mom. "Alright, we should be alright for today," Amber confirmed, looking at the message her mom sent back.
"Great," Justin said. "I'll find something for us to do. Now, would you like me to complete you?"
"Please," Amber answered, smiling.
"Alright," Justin said, "Hold on."

He picked up the chair and moved it into the living area. Sitting her in front of the television, he handed her the remote before going to fetch more supplies. As soon as Amber settled on a channel, Justin returned.

Taking the remote, and setting it on the table, he also grabbed her arms. They were placed behind the chair, before being tied together. She tried to move her hands, but discovered that they had also been tied to her waist rope, pinning her wrists to the chair. Another rope went around her arms, above and below her breasts, securing her upper body as well. Testing her restraints, she saw Justin knotting a cloth. Opening her mouth in anticipation, she felt the knot go in her mouth, before being tied off behind her head.

"Feeling alright?" Justin asked. Amber nodded and smiled beneath her gag. "Alright, sit tight, I'll find something for us to do."

Amber tried moving a bit, only to find that all movement barring her head was near inpossible. She could flex her fingers and toes, for all that was worth. She tried to shift slightly, trying to get comfortable. Satisfied, she sighed deeply, before focusing on the television.

This would be the most fun wait ever.


I hate writing this stuff on my phone... Ah well, you do what you got to do, I suppose. Enjoy
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein

Re: An Unexpected Twist (m/f)

Postby Steak in a Tree » Fri Sep 02, 2016 11:13 pm

Been learning how to code for most of today. I need a break... This is it.


Amber felt like she'd been waiting for quite a while. Not that she really minded, of course. Everytime she shifted, she felt the ropes on her chest, her torso. Moving in her seat reminded her of the ropes around her legs, and on each ankle. Her wrists, useless as they were, left lashed together behind the chair she was left on. Her sighs were inaudible beneath her gag, which was just starting to make her jaw stiff.

As if on cue, out came Justin from his room. He had a glass of water in his hand, which was set down on the table as he went behind Amber. Untying her gag, it replaced the glass as she accepted the drink. In between gulps, she stretched her jaw, not used to being gagged at all.

"So," Justin said, placing down the now empty glass, "I think I have a couple ideas."
"Great," Amber replied happily, "What are they?"
Justin paused. "Before I tell you, I want to know. Is there anything specific you'd like to be tied in?"
Amber started going a little red. "Well," she told him slowly, "I always did like the idea of being the helpless schoolgirl."
"Ah," Justin nodded. "I think we can come up with something like that."
"Really?" Amber asked. "You can do that?"
"I don't actually have anything like that on hand. We'll have to go get something." He confessed.

More questions circled through Amber's head, but she kept to herself as she was untied from the chair. Once free, she stood up and stretched, sort of happy to be free. It was then that she remembered: she was still in her sleepwear. She couldn't go out shopping like this.

Justin seemed to read her thoughts. "There's a change of clothes in the bathroom. Hopefully they're your size."

Amber went into the bathroom, and sure enough, there was a plain white t-shirt with a pair of jeans on the counter. She quickly put them on, and they fit just fine. Walking out with the new clothes on, she grabbed her phone before sliding on some black and white runners, also in her size.

Reading her thoughts once again, Justin just shrugged. "Ex."


They drove in Justin's truck out to the mall, where they found multiple stores all containing shards of what they'd need. Although it cost a fair amount, Justin seemed to have no problem paying for all of it. It took the better part of two hours, but it finally was all bought, and the only thing between Amber and her biggest dream was the 10-minute drive.


No legitimate tie-up's in this part, sorry. I'll make sure there's something in the next part. Until then, enjoy.
"They didn't call him 'Einstein' for nothing."
-Albert Einstein