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| Name: | damsel |
| Comments: | i'm a secretary,5'2" and single.so last night i was working the night shift and i was bored so i decided to take a nap.i woke up 20 minutes later and started to hear some noise in the back room.i walked in,found nobody then all of a sudden i was grabbed and i was told to not make a sound.i was placed on a chair,tied up and i begged him not to tie me up but he just keep going.then grab a ball gag and put it on my mouth then he told me to stay here and don't go anywhere.about five minutes later i manage to escape my bondage didn't care if i left my shoes and keys behind all i cared about was getting the hell out of there.when i opened the door he grabbed me again and said
"where do you think your going right now.".about 5 minutes later i was hog-tied on the ground so i said "your not going to get away with this.tying me up in a hog-tied position.".i can tell we was having fun and enjoying seeing my hog-tied.he started laughing and taking pictures with his iphone.then he started touching me places i didn't enjoy.he said "i have a nice rack",i started to cuss at him then he found duct tape and gagged me.about 5 hours after he left i finnally got out of my second bondage and went home. |
| Name: | Me |
| E-mail address: | Mine not yours |
| Comments: | Well I've never had an actual home invasion nor have any of my friends so this is not serious, just a prank I pulled on my girlfriend( I ended up begging her for a week to forgive me).
My girlfriend said she was getting bored of watching movies for the night and realized it was about 1 in the morning so she went to bed. I continued watching for a bit and had an idea, if she was bored, I would entertain her myself. I went around the house ( we were at hers) and found some duct tape, rope and a few scarves. I snuck into her room and realized how fortunate I was that she was someone who touched the bed and was out like a light. She was sleeping on her stomach in her shorts( about halfway down her thighs) and her undershirt with no sleeves, just straps. I pulled her hands behind her back and crossed them, tieing them together with an X fashion. I looked down to tie her ankles and raised an eyebrow to see that she still had her boots on that go just beneath the knee, with socks that go just above the knee( the boots were black and the socks were white. I didn't really mind since I had a fetish for them and she loomed really hot in them. I tied them together anyways and that was when she started to stir abit, I kindof freaked and grabbed one of her scarves and blindfolded her, which was uneccesary since she went back to sleep. After securing her knees and her elbows using duct tape, I took a water gun I had ,which didn't really matter due to the blindfold, and pressed it against her head and whispered in her ear( which i was surprised to see that woke her up) not to move. She tensed and kind of tested her bonds and did the classic what do you want. I thought for half a sec and said to tell me where her jewelry and money was. She told me it was on her desk and I pretended to sift through it. I came back and said if it wasn't valuable enough I'd have to take something else to compensate, like her. She freaked at this point, to the point I stuffed a scarf in her mouth and cleave gagged it( it looked hotter than duct tape) silencing her. I felt that this had gone kn long enough so I flipped her on her back and removed the blindfold at the same time as I squirted her with water from the gun. When she saw it was me she screamed, or mmmmmmmpppphhhhed to be more accurate, to let her go( i think). I laughed and told her since she wasn't being kidnapped what was the point and walked off to get something to eat. Later that night I did untie her but I made sure I got my fill of watching her struggle. I'm still surprised it only took a week to convince her to forgive me, but I'm not complaining. She will laugh at it if you were to ask her now and she told me maybe she would like to be tied again. (one can only hope) |
| Name: | Me |
| E-mail address: | Mine not yours |
| Comments: | Well I've never had an actual home invasion nor have any of my friends so this is not serious, just a prank I pulled on my girlfriend( I ended up begging her for a week to forgive me).
My girlfriend said she was getting bored of watching movies for the night and realized it was about 1 in the morning so she went to bed. I continued watching for a bit and had an idea, if she was bored, I would entertain her myself. I went around the house ( we were at hers) and found some duct tape, rope and a few scarves. I snuck into her room and realized how fortunate I was that she was someone who touched the bed and was out like a light. She was sleeping on her stomach in her shorts( about halfway down her thighs) and her undershirt with no sleeves, just straps. I pulled her hands behind her back and crossed them, tieing them together with an X fashion. I looked down to tie her ankles and raised an eyebrow to see that she still had her boots on that go just beneath the knee, with socks that go just above the knee( the boots were black and the socks were white. I didn't really mind since I had a fetish for them and she loomed really hot in them. I tied them together anyways and that was when she started to stir abit, I kindof freaked and grabbed one of her scarves and blindfolded her, which was uneccesary since she went back to sleep. After securing her knees and her elbows using duct tape, I took a water gun I had ,which didn't really matter due to the blindfold, and pressed it against her head and whispered in her ear( which i was surprised to see that woke her up) not to move. She tensed and kind of tested her bonds and did the classic what do you want. I thought for half a sec and said to tell me where her jewelry and money was. She told me it was on her desk and I pretended to sift through it. I came back and said if it wasn't valuable enough I'd have to take something else to compensate, like her. She freaked at this point, to the point I stuffed a scarf in her mouth and cleave gagged it( it looked hotter than duct tape) silencing her. I felt that this had gone kn long enough so I flipped her on her back and removed the blindfold at the same time as I squirted her with water from the gun. When she saw it was me she screamed, or mmmmmmmpppphhhhed to be more accurate, to let her go( i think). I laughed and told her since she wasn't being kidnapped what was the point and walked off to get something to eat. Later that night I did untie her but I made sure I got my fill of watching her struggle. I'm still surprised it only took a week to convince her to forgive me, but I'm not complaining. She will laugh at it if you were to ask her now and she told me maybe she would like to be tied again. (one can only hope) |
| Name: | Jane Doe |
| Comments: | My husband and I planned to go to our cabin on the lake for a week and do some fishing. He worked in a machine shop as a tool and die man, and I sell real estate and do some bookkeeping also. My husband was off Friday, some sort of union thing, but just as we were about to leave, I got a phone call to show some industrial property the owner was desperate to sell. My husband was furious with me for agreeing to show it, but it was too large of a commission to chance losing. He said he was leaving at 7 am, with or without me. Needless to say, that was a difficult night, but the next morning, as I dressed to show the property, in a professional outfit, i.e., skirt, blazer, heels, hose, he again got angry, and got in the truck and drove off. Driving to the appointment, I tried to call him, but he didn't answer his cell. I intended to tell him I would drive to the lake after the showing, but I got mad, and decided if he wanted to be difficult, I would also. So, I just decided to spend the day at the Realty office after my appointment. About 5:30, I left the office, stopped off at a diner for a quick supper, then headed home. We live outside the city limits, not far, but in a rural setting. Our home was an older farmhouse we had bought while our kids were still at home and since it was paid for, had no intention of selling. It sits back from the highway about 200 yards with a lot of trees between it and the road, so it was not visible when the trees had their leaves. I stopped at the mailbox, got the contents, then drove to the garage. It is not an attached garage, as the house was built in the 1920's. I had removed my high heels when I left the diner, butput them on to get the mail and to wear inside. I was so looking forward to my slippers. I have a lot of heels, but rarely wear them for an entire day, so my feet were hurting. An old white van, without windows, was sitting by the garage, and, for the life of me, couldn't figure out who it belonged to. I pulled in the garage, and walked back to investigate the van. As I closed the sliding garage door, a man who seemed familiar came out of my house with our laptop and a bag in his hands. We saw each other about the same time, and as I grabbed for my cellphone to call 911, he pointed a gun at me and told me to drop my purse and raise my hands. Another man came out of the house with his arms full of my husband's guns. "I thought you said they were gone for a whole week" he said to the first one. Then, another, older looking man came out, empty handed, and said, "get this cunt in the house before someone else comes up." The one with the pistol dropped what he was carrying, and waved me inside. Once inside, he had me put my hands on top of my head and sit down in the living room. About 5 minutes later, the other 2 came back in, and the older one was carrying an armful of rope. I knew what it was for, and I told them, "you don't need to tie me up. I won't be any trouble." The other one was carrying my purse, and I heard my phone receive a text message. He read the purse, and said, "her old man told her he's staying the whole week, as planned, and she can stay and sell her real estate. He thinks it best if they use the week for time to think. Guess hubby is pissed." The older man chuckled, and said, "sounds like he has a girl friend." He then told the first guy to go find something to gag me with, and grabbed my neck and raised me to my feet. "Be a sweetheart and put your arms behind you." He then proceeded to tie me unbeliveably tight, causing me to wince and groan. He wrapped rope around by upper body, making sure to pull the rope tight, and as he crossed the rope n front, he took the liberty to fondle my breasts. I'm not a super model, but not ugly either, and my body was voluptuous. "Nice big soft tits, lady. I'm gonna be getting real familiar with them while we're hear." The first guy returned with a pair of my black panties, which were stuffed inmy mouth, and then my mouth was taped with first aid tape. Then, I was pushed to the floor, my forearms and elbows were tied, my knees, and ankles, then a rope from my ankles to my wrists was jerked tight and tied. They then resumed removing anything they considered of value. After about an hour, the the older man, the apparent leader said, "let's see if there's anything to drink. Joe, go pull the van into the garage so nobody can see it. We have a lot of time, so we might as well enjoy ourselves. She might enjoy our company, anyway." They searched thru the pantry and cabinets and found our liquor and began drinking. The ropes I was tied with was a vary coarse type, and irritated my skin. It was pointless to try to escape, I was too thoroughly bound. After about an hour of drinking, they came back into the living room, and I got a dreadful feeling. They were looking at me totally different than before. Then it had been as a nuisance for discovering them. Now, it was very salacious. "Pick her up and put her on the sofa" the older one instructed. I was grabbed, fondled, lifted, and droppe on the sofa, belly down. The older one then removed my gag and said, "showtime, bitch." He opened his zipper,pulled out a rather large penis, and stroked it a few time, making it absolutely huge. I'm no prude, have always enjoyed sex, before and during my marriage. I had never seen a penis that big, even in pictures in the porno magazines I had discovered when my son was a teenager. "Now, here's how this is goin down. Your gonna suck and fuck as much and as often as we want. You refuse, don't cooperate, or give any trouble at all, my nephew is gonna carve ur face off, cut your nipples off, pour bleach down your throat, and generally mess you up. Understand?" I nodded my head, unable to take my eyes off the gigantic penis, due to fear, not anticipation. "Open wide" I was told, and he immediately rammed that monster as far in as he could get it. I swear it touched my tonsils. I gagged, almost vomiting, but he didn't care. He repeatedly jammed it down my throat, and I got a very close look at it. It was as thick at the head as the base, uncircumcised, the veins looked like ropes, and felt like it was made of steel. Finally, he grabbed the back of my head, and filled my throat with a tremendous discharge of vile semen. He was so far in my throat I had to swallow most of it, but some leaked out around his shaft. He pushed my face down to it and told me to lick it up and swallow. Even though I was retching I did as he said, due to the fear I felt. The other 2 also forced me to fellate them, shooting loads of semen down my throat. By the third one, I was able to avoid retching. Then, I was dragged to the first bedroom they came to, thrown on the bed, my legs untied but my mouth regagged. My blouse was ripped open, my breasts pulled out of my bra, my panties and pantyhose yanked down, and that huge penis was rammed into my dry vagina. The pain was horrible, but he didn't care. He just raped me as hard as he could, pounding into me so fast and brutal the bed felt as if it would collapse. Again, whenhe finished, the other 2 took their turn. This went on for hours, alternately raping me and then hogtying me til they had "recharged". It was dayligt again when the leader said, "a little bit more fun, then we need to take off. Untie her hogtie but leave her ankles tied, roll her over on her gut, and put her knees under her." I had never been in a position like that before, but then, I had never been tied up or gangraped before. The 2 younger did as told, while I could hear the boss rummagin around in the bathroom. "Yeah, this oughta work just fine" I heard. Then, something greasy was rubbed aall around my bottom, into my anus, just about everywhere. I didn't have to be a genius to figure out what was going on. I tried to scream, to get away, anything to avoid what I knew they were about to do. "You guys go first, with those little dicks of yours, you'll get her loosened up for me." The 2 younger ones did as he wished, raping my anus with a lot of pain and each ejaculated into my intestines. "Okay, boys, watch and learn" the leader said. I felt more of the greasy stuff being rubbed into my anus, joining the semen that they had each depositied into me. "Damn, you guys didn't stretch her much, but you did lube her pretty good." At those words, I felt the tip of that giant penis against my anus. While they had obviously stretched it some, it was still sheer agony as he pushed that instrument of torture in against any resistance my body gave. I felt tremendous pressure building up in my intestine, making me afraid I was going to void my bowels. He finally achieved full penetration, making it feel like I had a baseball bat shoved up my rectum. Holding me by the hair, he violated my anus with sheer brutality, pounding in and out so hard and fast, I bounced up and down. I wanted to scream, to kill them, to castrate them, anything for revenge. This final assault seemed to take an eternity. By the time he gave his last thrust, I had been pushed all the way against the headboard of the bed. He finally withdrew from my bottom, slapped my buttocks as hard as he could, then told the other two to retie my feet so they could leave. They did more than just tie my feet. They tied each ankle to a thigh, then tied my right ankle to my left shoulder, my left ankle to right shoulder, pulling them so far I thought something would break. When finished, only a short section of my stomach was touching the bed. Then, I guess for fun, since I had seen them clearly, they pulled pantyhose over my head and wrapped my head with tape. I don't know how long I was like that, but it was still daylight when I heard a vehicle drive up. I tried to make as much noise as I could but it wasn't very much. Finally, I heard the door close, and my husband call my name. He had unhooked his boat from his truck and unloaded his fishing gear before comeing in. I made enough noise by rocking the bed to get his attention, and as the door opened heard him saying, "why the hell are you in the gu-----oh, my God, what happened?" He untied me, and as soon as I was free, called the Sheriff. While waiting for the law to arrive, he had the nerve to tell me this wouldn't have happened if I had left with him rather than try to sell that property. Needless to say, or relationship is very rocky now. He blames me, and acts like I'm contaminated goods. One bright spot. I gave good descriptions of my attackers, and one of them was a co-worker of my husband's. That's why they robbed our house, because my husband had bragged about us being gone for over a week, and how much stuff we had. They haven't been causght yet, but I'm confident they will be. |
| Name: | Liz |
| Comments: | It was the day before Thanksgiving. It began with some snow flurries, but as the morning progressed, the snow got gradually heavier. The law firm I work for was closing down at noon for the long weekend, so I left the office promptly at noon. The snow was sticking on the grass but not the highway as I left town, but by the time I got close to my place the road wass getting slushy. I am single/divorced with no kids. That was the reason for the divorce. I had inheritied the family farm upon the death of my parents just one month apart. My only sibling had been killed in an auto wreck when I was a teenager. I was resigned to being alone for the holiday. As I drove down the lane to the house, I thought maybe I should plan on getting a 4 wheel drive SUV. After parking in the detached garage and sliding the door shut, I went to the back door and unlocked and entered. After hanging my coat in the closet, I looked at myself in the full length mirror. My tailored brown wool skirt accented my bottom, my long sleeve silk blouse hugged my bosom, and my 4 inch heeled boots were the latest fashion. I am considered an attractive woman, so why am I alone for a long holiday, instead of in the company of a handsome, nice man? I went into the kitchen and turned on the coffee maker, and opened the fridge to look for something to eat for lunch. I decided on some leftover stew, and as I turned and closed the door, I was confronted with the barrel of a pistol pointed right at my head. I recognized it as the one I kept in the bottom of my bureau. The young man holding it also had found the bullets, as I could clearly see the gun was loaded, rather than empty, the way I normally kept it. "come on out" the gunman spoke, and from the pantry another young manstepped out, and a third came around the corner from the basement stairwell. "Just go ahead and fix that food" the gunman said. He then handed the gun to one of the others and told him, and the other also, to "keep your eyes on her, I'm going to look around some more. Make sure she doesn't do anything to the food to makes us sick. Call me when it's on the table." He then walked away, and I heard him walking up stairs. I busied myself with heating the food and also setting the table. About 15 minutes later, the one with the gun called out, "hey, D, the chow's ready". He returned with a pillowcase full of something, but not valuables, as my room was on the main floor, and my belongings were in there. "You guys go ahead and eat, I've got something to do," he said. At that, he grabbed me by the arm and led me into the living room. Once in there, he told me to get down on my knees, and and I began to panic. He knelt down behind me, tho, and pulled my arms behind me, then began to tie my hands palm to palm, very tightly. After binding my hands, he then bound my elbows together so tightly that they touched. Besides being uncomfortable, this also pulled my shoulders back and made my 37C breasts jut out and pulled my breasts tightly against my blouse. He lifted me by the rope around my elbows, sat me on the sofa, crossed my ankles and bound them as tightly as he could pull the ropes. I was glad I had kept my boots on. From one of his pockets, he pulled out a scarf, balled it up, and shoved it in my mouth, then a roll of duct tape was used to seal the scarf in my mouth. He then removed my glasses, lifted my legs, rolled me onto my stomach, and pulled my ankles up and bound them to my wrists. It reminded me of playing tie up games when I was a babysitter, except much tighter. He then went to the kitchen and ate. I tried to work my bonds loose, but not luck. If anything, the ropes seemed to get tighter. After the 3 finished eating, they came into the living room and turned on the TV. There was a special news bulletin predicting a major winter storm, up to a foot of snow before it ended, and officials were advising everyone to stay put til it was over, avoiding the roads, which were already apparently well covered. "Dude, what are we gonna do. We need to get away before we get caught and sent back to jail." "We'll just wait til its better, then we can 'borrow' her car and I found some cash for gas so we can go wherever we want. We're warm, dry, have food, so it's gonna be okay." The third one said, "what about her." "She stays tied up til we want her to cook some more, then we'll just tie her back up. We're not gonna hurt anybody, just get away." The third one then said, "I've been without feminine company for 2 years, and she's available. I think we should get to know her better." "Leave her alone, we're just escapees, not rapists or murderers." For the next 3 days, I was untied long enough to cook for them, occasionally use the bathroom and bathe, and to stretch my limbs. When they finally deciced to leave, the one who ogled me constantly said he would tie me up to ensure I was unable to call the law until they had enought time to get far away. He bound me so brutally, I was completely helpless. He taped my fingers after tying my hands, pulled my ankles so far up behind me I thought I was going to break like a wishbone. While tying me, he kept groping me, even fingering my vagina and anus. My whole head except for my nose was wrapped in duct tape, even around my jaws and over the top of my head. I was in agony, and when I heard the door close, figured I was going to die. I lived alone, 20 miles from town, was not envolved in a relationship, ad not relatives anywhere nearby. My employer might send someone to check on me when I failed to show up at work, but otherwise, I felt doomed. I don't know how long I lay there before I heard someoneknock on the door, and shout "Sheriff's Office" then footsteps and finally hands were untying me, slowly removing the duct tape, and finally I was free. It seems the boys had hit a slick spot and slid in the ditch. When the cops showed up to investigate, they found they were escapees from a Juvenile Detention center and the oldes was only 15 |
| Name: | Christine |
| E-mail address: | strengthjustice9@yahoo.com |
| Comments: | mike i tried emailing you but it bounced back |
| Name: | Mike |
| E-mail address: | bndgguy1@yahoo.com |
| Comments: | Hi, Im a male interested in bondage. If any girls on here see this, and are interested in roleplaying with me over email, please email me. Thanks! |
| Name: | Jeff |
| Comments: | This event happened when I was 11 years old. My parents divorced when I was 8 and my brother was 12. We lived with our mother, a very pretty brunette. My brother went on a weekend camping trip with his Boy Scout troop, so it was just mom and me. She had to work Saturday morning, at a Savings and Loan office, and I spent the morning with a classmate. She picked me up after work, we stopped at a diner for lunch, went to the supermarket, then headed home. Mom wore a dress or skirt at work, so was still wearing her office clothes. When we got home, mom unlocked the door into the kitchen from the garage, and told me she would help carry the bags as soon as she took off her high heels and put on sneakers. I opend the trunk, grabbed a couple of bags and went in. I heard mom making some stranged noises,in her room, and, since the door was closed, figured she was either singing or humming. I went for another load, and when I got back in the kitchen, a very big man wearing dark glasses and a wool cap was pointing a big pistol at me. "Be quiet, kid, if you don't want to get hurt" he said. Not being familiar with guns, I was scared I was going to get shot, so just dropped the bags I had and raised my hands. "Put your hands down, and walk down the hall" he told me. I started walking down the hall, and when we got to the door to mom's room, he grabbed my head and turned me into the room. In the room, another man was tying my mom up with a lot of rope, and she had tape over her mouth, a LOT of tape, it seemed. The guy tying mom threw some rope to the other guy and told him to tie me up. Mom started making a lot of noise, or at least as much as the gag allowed, and was shaking her head, but the guy tied me up. He tied really tight, hurting my skin where the ropes were. He tied my feet also, then tied me to the chair at mom's dressing table. He shoved a wad of what later turned out to be a pair of pantied from her underwear drawer, the taped my mouth like mom's. By now, the other guy had finished tying mom, and I saw she was hogtied, with ropes around her wrists, elbows, ankles, just about all over her whole body. The 2 left the room, and we could hear them tearing up the house, but I didn't know what they could be looking for. After about 20 minutes, they came back in mom's room and they looked pretty mad. "Lady, you don't have s#&) worth stealing, no pills in the medicine cabinet, and only $18 in your purse. We gotta get something out of this venture, so you know what we're gonna take, don't you." Mom started shaking her head and making all kinds of noises, but the men just stood there with funny looks on their faces. They untied her ankles fromher wrists, but mom started trying to wiggle away, or escape, or something, but the first guy grabbed her hair, pulled her across the bed and said, "if you don't want the kid hurt, you'll be a good girl." I didn't really understand what they meant, or what really was going on. The one who I thought was the leader dragged mom over the edge of the bed so she was on her stomach with her knees on the floor. He flipped her skirt up, and mom was really trying to make noise, and the other guy said, "make it fast, I'm about to shoot my wad just looking at her." I watched, not really knowing what was happening, and the first guy began bumping mom from behind, causing her to bounce up and down like a ball. This went on about 5 minutes, then mom really started bouncing, almost in a blur, and the man let out a yell, and mom seemed to be crying an awful lot. He patted her on the head, and said, "not bad, but you will have to do better next time." Mom wouldn't look at me, and the other guy stood behind her, and began doing what the first guy had done, but it seemed to be a lot harder, and mom was making strange noises. He took a lot longer than the first guy, but when he stopped, it was just like the first guy. As soon as he walked from behind mom, I wondered why he was buckling his belt. The first guy then began unbuckling his belt as he walked behind mom, and he grabbed her head and turned it so she was looking straight at me. "Let's give the kid a real show, lady" and mom really began shaking her head no, and tears were streaming down her face. "Damn, girl, you have a tight bunghole" he said. I had no idea what that meant, and just stared as he seemed to shove his body against mom's with a hard push. Whatever he did really got a reaction from mom, as her neck stretched out so far I thought it would come off her shoulders. The veins and things seemed to just bulge out and the look on her face was one of pain, a lot of pain, and once again she started bouncing again, and making different noises than before, sounding like she was hurt. Again, it took several minutes before the bouncing ended, and again mom wouldn't look at me. The second guy positioned himself behind her again, and the first guy said, "guess this will have to be the last time. That thing of yours will probably keep her from crapping right for a month." Mom's reaction when he began what he was doing was even more intense than previous, and I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her skull. This time it took almost 30 minutes, according to the digital alarm clock by the bed. When he buckled his belt, the other guy pulled mom fully back on the bed, the re-hogtied her, but it looked a lot tighter than before. They left us tied up, and we heard the back door close, and I tried to get loose, but all I did was make my wrists raw. Mom just laid there for the longest time without moving. I was too young to really understand then what had happened, but knew it hadn't been good. When she finally tried to get loose, she had even less luck than me. We stayed tied until my brother got home Sunday afternoon and cut us loose, and called the police. Mom never seemd the same after that, never smiled, and seemed afraid to enter the house til someone else went in first.
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| Name: | Sara |
| Comments: | It happenned so fast, my husband and I were eating dinner when we saw them coming up the stairs from the basement. We had no time to react. They pulled guns on us and grabbed us from behind, there were 3 of them, 2 men and 1 woman. They told us to cooperate they only wanted money and pills. We told them where to find both. We were then told to strip. I was made to strip down to my panties and my husband to his boxers. I was scared and embarressed. We were pushed into the living room. They zip tied our hands behind our back, shoved us down on the couch and zip tied our ankles. They then put tape on our mouths and over our eyes, told us not to move for an hour and then left. We sat still for awhile making sure they were gone. We struggled for what seemed like forever before my neighbors came and found us. |
| Name: | Sandra Bernabei |
| E-mail address: | sandy.bernabei@gmail.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.lincoln-shitting.com/images/lincoln-shitting.gif |
| Comments: | I had my babysitter, who is my nephew, look up pics on Google Images.
"Don't you want to show me where the food is?" I looked at him sternly: "No. I want to show you where parties can happen." He brushed the crumbs off his chin and threw his passport to the floor. "Looks like you have a fondness for Presidents on the can," I squealed. Hooray, we had a party started. So he says to me, "I found a nice picture of Abe Lincoln on the can reading the paper." I wiped the sweat off my brow and said, "Nice work. I decided to stay home and I don't have any food." He didn't want to stay because his wife was coming home and expected him to bring home some babysitting money. "Don't worry," I said. "I'll pay you fifty smackarooniss to feed my chihuahua." He obliged, went home and borrowed some money from his brother-in-law to get a flat screen. Where he has it hooked up to a computer to find his Abe fix. You got a great thing going, keep up the good work. |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| Comments: | Nice story Carlene. Happy New Year to all.
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| Name: | Bulging Speedo |
| Comments: | Thanks Carlene. Nice way to open the new year. |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | Ok guys here is another story I wrote. I don't think it is that great personally, but maybe you'll enjoy it. It is actually partially based on a real life incident that a friend and his sister endured.
Mark and Megan were your average brother and sister pair. They had their arguments and sibling rivalries from time to time. They even told each other how much they hated one another at times. But as they matured, they actually grew rather close to one another and found a strong need for each other in more ways than one. Mark was now 21, a slim man with a naturally toned body as a result. Megan was 19, not slim or chubby, but she was quite busty, which got her a fair share of attention. They lived together in a small house during their college years. It was a simple house with a bedroom for each, and it was thought to be in a good peaceful area in the city. One day in late August, as the school year was just beginning for Mark and Megan, the temperature reached 99 degrees Fahrenheit (38 to 39 degrees Celsius) in the afternoon. Many people in the college town were enjoying the weather; jogging, beautiful girls in convertibles, swimming at the city pool, were all common sights in the area throughout the day. As the sun set that evening, Mark and Megan were getting ready for bed. It was a typical evening for them. They stayed up until midnight studying their books and some upcoming projects and papers. The usual college town noises were outside their window: motorcycles screaming up and down the main streets a few miles away, the occasional loud fast car, and the occasional group of college kids walking by on their way to the bars and clubs. Finally, Mark and Megan went to their rooms and got ready for bed. Mark stripped down to his boxers as he always slept in, and Megan changed into nothing but her lace bra and thin panties. The night was passing by like any other. Suddenly, Mark was awakened by a sound of something being pushed open and wood cracking. The clock said 2:45 AM. He quickly put two and two together and realized the front door was being opened. He tried as quietly as he could to get out of bed and walk towards the hallway to see what was happening. But before he even made it out of his doorway, he saw a tall masked figure standing in front of him. He appeared to be 6’3 or 6’4 with a fairly strong build, although with his dark clothing and mask, he couldn’t tell anything else. And almost as quickly as he saw the man, he could barely see a glimpse of a bat connecting to his head. The burglar then quickly moved to the other bedroom, where he found Megan was beginning to wake up due to all the noise. Before she was fully awake, the burglar closed his hand over her mouth very tightly. Megan tried to scream but it didn’t sound like more than a soft moan. The burglar whispered, “Make a sound, and you’re dead,” as he showed her a shiny knife in his hand. Megan quickly nodded. The burglar then quickly took a roll of duct tape from his bag and placed it on her lips and wrapped around her head twice before ripping it off and patting it down all around. He then tore off the sheets from her body, leaving her in her bra and panties, and quickly produced some hemp rope from his bag. He tied each of her wrists to a piece of rope and took each end to the opposite post of her bed and pulled tightly on each end before tying it off. He then produced two more pieces of rope and tied them around each of her ankles and stretched them out to the opposite ends of the bed before tying her ankles off to each post as tightly as he could. Megan tried to yell at him to stop, but all it came out as was “mmmmuuummm” that no one could hear. When he finished, Megan looked like a perfect X on her bed, in only her lace bra and panties. The burglar then said, “That should keep you out of the way for now.” The man quickly went back to Mark’s body still lying unconscious near his bedroom door. He picked him up and threw him onto his bed. He nearly duplicated the procedure he had just performed on Megan, as he took away the sheets and placed him in the middle of his bed in only his boxers. He used the duct tape again and wrapped Mark’s head two times before tearing it off and patting it down around his face and head. Again he quickly tied off Mark’s wrists individually to his bedposts and with two more ropes, he tied his ankles to the end posts, putting him in the exact position his sister was in on her bed. He tied up Mark just in time too, because almost as soon as he was tied, Mark began to wake up from his hit to the head. Mark immediately tried to grab his head, but quickly realized he couldn’t move his hands or arms at all. Then he noticed his feet and legs would not respond at all. “MMmmmmmuuuuuuuummm,” was all he could scream as he realized he had been tied up and gagged by the man who entered their house. The burglar then looked at Mark and said, “Nice try pal, but I don’t think you’re going anywhere until I say so. Now I need to find a few things in here.” And with that, he left the room and began to search the house. Mark and Megan could do nothing but struggle and moan very quietly for the next few minutes as he searched their house. The siblings both wondered what had happened to the other, but they then assumed that the other was in the same position they were in on their own bed. They were both right. After about 30 minutes, Megan saw the burglar again in her room. She tried again to make her feelings known to the masked man, but it was nothing more than another, “Muuuuum” through her lips sealed by the duct tape. The burglar laughed at her efforts, and said, “Well I’ve almost found everything I want, but first I want to try something else with you and your brother. He then got on the bed and approached Megan’s face and whispered, “I’m going to untie you and bring you into the living room. If you try to run, you’ll die. Got it?” Megan nodded again, knowing the best thing to do for now was cooperate. He untied the ropes from her wrists and ankles but left her tape gag on her mouth. The man then brought her to the living room where he brought out a heavy armchair. He pushed her into the chair and produced a large cloth and tied it around Megan’s eyes very tightly, effectively blindfolding her vision in the already dark house. Megan quickly became more nervous at the thought of not seeing anything that was happening around her. The burglar then took her hands out and up over her head and then over the back of the chair. Then with the rope he tied her wrists together in that position. He tied her hands with double loops and cinched the ropes in between her wrists before tying it all off tightly, insuring she could not reach the knots at all. He then took another piece of rope and tied one end to the wrist bonds and took it down under the seat bottom and tied it off on one of the crossbeams of the chair legs, pulling her arms down in back as far as they could and very well tied. Then with more rope he tied her legs so that they were up off the floor and tied tightly to the sides of the chair outside the arms with her knees really bent. It was a difficult bend, but Megan was young and flexible and able to handle it. More rope then went around her body holding her to the chair very tightly. He tied rope around her upper thighs and under the chair bottom. Then he tied rope around her stomach, going in between the rear spokes and around to the front again. Then Megan felt something scary happening. She could feel the burglar cutting off her bra with a pair of scissors and removing it from her chest, exposing her breasts completely. Then she could feel her panties also being cut up and completely removed from her chair, which meant she was now completely naked and helplessly tied up to the chair and blindfolded from all of it. Megan immediately began to worry she was about to be raped, but the burglar, almost as if he knew her thoughts, said, “Don’t worry; I’m not going to rape you. If I wanted to rape someone, I could find someone a heck of a lot hotter than you anyway. Haha! I have something else in mind for you two.” With the insults made clear, Megan could feel another rope being passed through her crotch. This really surprised her, and she really began to wonder what he was doing. The rope was carefully passed behind her ass and after a few minutes, there was nothing but silence. “What did he just do?” she wondered to herself. The burglar then turned his attention back on Mark. He did nearly the exact same routine as he did with his sister. He warned him not to try anything funny, and untied him from the bed. The burglar also produced another cloth with which he blindfolded Mark over his eyes just like his sister. He obviously didn’t want them to see each other’s situation. Then the burglar brought Mark out to the living room, where he produced another heavy armchair and placed it in the living room. In nearly the exact same manner, the burglar took Mark’s hands out and up over his head and then over the back of the chair. His wrists were tied in the exact same manner as Megan’s, all double looped and cinched up tightly. He then proceeded the same way with his ankles and knees, and his thighs and stomach. He was finally tied up to the chair just like his sister a few moments earlier. Then Mark felt a funny thing happen. He could feel the burglar cutting off his boxers with a pair of scissors and ripping it away from him and the chair, making him now completely naked, blindfolded, gagged, and tied to the chair. Then an even crazier thing happened. He could feel the man touching his prick and balls. This really surprised him, and Mark really wondered what he was doing. He felt some rope get tight around his balls and then around his dick which also surprised him because it got so hard very fast. He heard the burglar laugh and say quietly, “Looks like you’re actually enjoying this.” Mark didn’t know what to say and couldn’t say anything anyway because of his tape gag. Then there was more feeling on his hard prick and he felt it pulling away from his body a slight amount. Then the burglar stopped and left him alone. Then the burglar said out loud, “I thought you two might have been worried about each other, so now you can keep close watch on the other while I keep looking around.” With that, he took off both of their blindfolds, and the siblings were amazed to look at the other in the exact same state they were in: tied up, tape gagged, tied to a chair in the same way, and completely naked. It was the first time either of them had seen the other naked in many years, although those were obviously different times. They were slightly embarrassed and ashamed at first, but then quickly realized a deep concern for the other if they were alright. They tried to talk to each other, but the duct tape kept it from being nothing more than a “Mmmmmmuuuuuuuum” back and forth. Then they both noticed another crazy thing about their bondage. The burglar had tied a rope from Mark’s prick and balls to a hook in the ceiling, and then the same rope went back down to Megan’s crotch where it ended. Therefore, every time one of the siblings tried to struggle, the other would feel the rope grinding in their most intimate area. They were only about three feet apart from each other, so they were very close. The burglar then said, “Have fun keeping an eye on each other,” and left to go do more searching. Megan and Mark kept trying to struggle, squirm, or do anything to get loose, but they were both too well tied. After a few minutes of struggling they gave it up again. They could do nothing but look at each other’s body and make small noises. The burglar really seemed to know what he was doing. The burglar spent another few minutes looking through their house. Whether he was looking for something in particular or just looking for the most valuable item, no one knew but him. And he hadn’t asked Mark or Megan where any items were located specifically. The siblings were just bad that no major physical harm had been done to them. It was very awkward to be looking at each other so well trussed up, naked, gagged, and completely helpless, but there was not much else they could do. Neither Mark nor Megan had seen the other naked in any recent year, and they actually spent a few moments looking at each other’s anatomy. Now they knew what a mature male and female body looked like, at least their own. They tried their best not to move too much, as they were essentially also tied to each other’s crotches, which was the last thing they wanted to hurt in each other. Finally after a half an hour or so, the burglar made another appearance in front of the siblings. He said, “I am having trouble finding a specific item. I know all about your grandfather’s service in World War II, and that he had a German soldier’s helmet hidden somewhere in this house. Now I want to know where it is.” Mark and Megan did not know anything about their grandfather having a German helmet from the war, and as best as they could they tried to say so, although it sounded like nothing more than, “Mmm muuum mmghhhhm.” The burglar went over to Mark and took off his duct tape and said, “Where is it?” Mark exclaimed, “I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about you bastard! Now lemmmummmm” but was cut off as he put his hand back on his mouth. “Oh you don’t know do you? Well maybe I should get you two to regain your memory.” Mark and Megan looked at each other wide eyed and scared once again, and the burglar immediately started to untie Mark from the chair. He took off all of his bindings except for his hands, and then threw Mark down on the floor and kept his left foot planted on his neck. He then proceeded to untie Megan from her chair, and again left her hands tied and the tape on her mouth also. Then yet another crazy thing happened to the brother and sister. The burglar told Megan to get face down on top of her brother. He then lifted Mark’s arms up over the top of Megan and placed her head and shoulders through his arms and brought them down on her back side. He then turned them over onto their other side and placed Megan’s arms through the inside of Mark’s arms and then on his back side. Afterwards, it looked as though the brother and sister were holding each other’s backs on a dance floor, although that was obviously not his intent. Next, showing great strength on his part, the burglar lifted the siblings onto their feet so that they were standing together, and then brought more rope out of his bag. First, he untied the rope around Mark’s wrists and placed his arms as low as possible on Megan’s back and also as tightly around her body as possible. Then he tied his wrists back together tighter than before, and also in the same manner as before. He looped his wrists together and cinched them in between his wrists before tying them off again. Then the burglar went around to Megan’s arms and did the same thing to her wrists as he had just done to Mark’s. Her wrists were tied tighter than before and forced her to tightly hug her brother Mark around his backside. All of a sudden, Mark then felt his wrists being looped with another rope and taken downward. Megan tried to squeal as she then felt the rope go through her ass and under her crotch. A few moments later, Mark felt the rope going up under his prick and balls and his ass before being taken up to Megan’s wrists, where the end was looped tightly around and finished. The siblings noticed this had done two things; the burglar had forced their arms and wrists to be pulled even farther down to where their wrists now rested on each other’s ass. They also noticed the rope now running through their asses and their crotches making their squirms a harmful decision. The burglar was not finished yet. He then tied and cinched up each of their ankles individually with rope. Then he brought out of his bag something the siblings did not quite recognize. “You kids are going to LOVE this,” he laughed to himself. He brought out what looked like two large balls with straps coming off of it. The siblings had never seen such a thing before and were confused, but they knew it would not be anything to benefit them in their position. They didn’t have to wait long, as the burglar tried to place the ball in Mark’s mouth first, but Mark refused to open and protested, saying, “You are not putting that thing in me you fucker!” The burglar pinched Mark’s nose shut for a few moments, which made Mark have to open his mouth for air. Then once he did, the burglar stuffed the large rubber ball past his lips and past his teeth before it nicely popped into place inside his mouth. The burglar then removed Megan’s duct tape from her mouth and told her, “You’re next honey.” After seeing what happened to Mark, she pretty much accepted her fate and allowed the man to place the other ball inside her mouth. Once that was done, he brought the two sets of straps around each of their heads and buckled it off very tightly. Mark and Megan quickly realized they had been gagged, in a way they had never been before in their lives. Their mouths were filled with this very large rubber ball that was so big it kept their mouth wide open, and also kept them from moving their mouths to make any kind of speech, not to mention giving both of them a weird expression on their faces they couldn’t control. Mark tried to talk once but all he could do was make a very quiet moan. Their gags were connected to each other by a piece of rubber about an inch long, which also kept their heads very close together and almost made the appearance that the siblings were kissing each other, but it was obviously anything but that. “Well what do you think?” the burglar inquired. “Mmuuuummmmmmmm Gruuuummm” the siblings both moaned in response, much to his delight. “It’s called a double ball gag, in case you were wondering. I always bring that with me in case I have a situation like this for two people.” With that, the burglar brought out the large roll of duct tape, and then began to wrap tape around the rope on their ankles and went completely around both legs, effectively taping their legs and ankles together. The burglar then moved up to their knees and taped them together with 5 wraps. Next he wrapped the tape around their lower backs, starting just above their wrists and wrapping it around to the other side. Finally, he made one more wrapping around their upper arms with 5 wraps of the duct tape. Satisfied, the burglar left the room once more. The siblings had been tied directly onto each other, still naked; their arms were hugging the other person and rested on the other’s ass. Another rope went from their wrists through their ass and crotch to the other set of wrists. They had been completely bonded to each other with their ankles, knees, lower back, and upper arms all having received a large wrapping of duct tape. Finally to top it all off, they had been gagged with a device they had never seen anywhere before, which had kept their mouths wipe open and incapable of closing and incapable of speaking above a whisper. The siblings became even more embarrassed then they were when they were tied in the chairs. At least they could only SEE each other naked in that case. Now they were tied TO each other’s NAKED body, and so tightly that they were forced to literally feel each other’s most intimate areas. Mark could hardly bring himself to look at his sister for a few minutes, and instead tried to struggle his way free again. But once again, it proved pointless, and all he did was make his crotch and ass burn, as well as his sister’s this time. After a few attempts at struggling, they lost their balance and suddenly fell down to the floor. They weren’t hurt, but they found themselves in an even less desirable position. At this point, the siblings were sweating a lot onto each other, which only added to the humiliation and discomfort. Mark or Megan would occasionally try to say or hint something to the other, but they could never understand what the other meant. It wasn’t as if there was much they could do in their position anyway. Mark began to wonder what the burglar meant when he talked about finding a German helmet his grandfather had. “Do we really have such a thing in the house?” he wondered to himself. Megan wondered the same thing to herself. “I don’t ever remember hearing about a special helmet.” The siblings were growing more and more frustrated at being tied up to each other in such a provocative position, with their hands literally all over each others’ naked bodies, rubbing and sweating all over each other; it was all so beyond anything they had ever experienced in their lives. The burglar literally ram sacked the house in his search for the German helmet, but he still could not find any sign of it. He was getting angrier with every moment. He had searched every inch of every room, and after nearly four hours in the house, he still had found nothing. He realized he had one last hope. He came back into the living room and stood in front of the siblings once again. They had been tied up directly to each other for nearly two hours. He looked at the siblings and said, “I’m going to give you one more chance to make things a lot easier for you. Where is the helmet?” “Mmmmuuuummmuuuuuuuuumm,” moaned Mark and Megan together through their ball gags. “I know you can’t speak, and I’m not taking off your gags now; just tell me, is it in this house or not? Moan once for yes, twice for no” Mark thought for a moment, and decided that maybe if he convinces him that what he is looking for is not in the house, he’ll let them go and leave. “mmmmm,” Mark silently moaned one time. “So, you’re saying the helmet is not here, and that all of my research and questioning which led me to the house, is all incorrect? I don’t believe you, you little shits. You know exactly where it is, don’t you?” “UUUMMMMMMMUUUM,” Mark moaned again. “Your grandfather fought the Germans in that war. He has that helmet, and he lived here in this house for most of his life. I’ve already looked in the other houses in your family, and damn it, I know it is here! But if you refuse to tell me where it is, then I’ll just have to make you two really uncomfortable.” The burglar then dumped out everything from his bag onto the floor. It included more bundles of rope, another roll of duct tape, and a few long cloths and socks. Mark and Megan were suddenly curious. What in the world could he do to us that could be any worse than how we are right now? But he figured he and his sister would find out very soon. The burglar then began to untie the siblings from their bindings to each other until they were finally free from each other’s naked body except for their tied hands and their ball gags. The burglar then removed their ball gags from their mouths. Megan tried to scream, “Why are you doing this tuuummmmmmuummm” “Because I must find that helmet you little bitch!” the burglar remarked. “And now you will both pay for your lies and your uncooperative attitude.” He took a small blunt object and smacked Megan on the head, knocking her unconscious. Mark tried to run at the man, but he was quickly grabbed by his neck and knocked out immediately. With the siblings both unconscious, the burglar began his next move. He first took Megan’s body and laid it out flat on the floor. He then placed her wrists behind her back right near her ass. She placed her hands palm to palm, and then proceeded to loop her wrists with a piece of hemp rope. It was obvious the burglar knew what he was doing by the delicate and yet so firm construction of the bindings. He made a double strand loop around her wrists three times before taking the trailing ends in between her wrists and tying it down firmly, cinching the bonds firmly together even tighter. All of the knots were made on the opposite side of Megan’s hands, which ensured she could not reach them. The burglar then moved down to Megan’s legs and pulled her ankles together. He grabbed another piece of rope and proceeded to tie up her ankles in the exact same way her wrists had just been tied. After cinching up her ankle bonds, the burglar went back to Megan’s arms. He grabbed another piece of rope and proceeded to loop around her arms, just above her elbows. He pulled hard and her elbows were brought almost completely touching each other. He then looped and tied her elbows together in the same way as the others. After he cinched up her elbows, he turned his attention back to Megan’s hands. He made her hands clasp into each other as if she was clapping her hands, and he then took a roll of the duct tape and began at the tip of her wrists and wrapped her joined hands in wrap after wrap of duct tape so that her hands were not completely encased in a large cocoon of duct tape. Then the burglar went back to her legs and proceeded to loop and bind her legs above her knees in the exact same way as her ankles. After cinching those up, he made another binding with another piece of rope just below her knees. Then returning to her feet, he placed a loop of rope around her feet and tightly bound them together as well. He then even took a small piece of string and managed to bind her big toes of her feet together. The burglar then grabbed one of the large socks from his bag and very tightly rolled it into one large ball. He pulled Megan’s mouth open with her fingers and, making sure her tongue was up towards the top of her mouth and out of the way, stuffed her mouth completely with the ball. It took a little effort, but he got the entire ball inside of her mouth and just a small amount sticking out of her lips. When he was finished, it looked like Megan had swallowed a large marshmallow. It was nothing but white mouth. The burglar then quickly grabbed the duct tape again and placed the tip over the sock ball and proceeded to wrap the tape all the way around Megan’s head, wrapping the tape from just under her nose to under her chin. He made four wraps and then tore it off. He patted the tape down making sure it was smooth all around her head. Then he tore two long pieces and stuck them in a U shape from under her chin and up towards her eyes, in effect slamming her mouth closed on the ball of socks. Still not totally finished, the burglar then took a longer piece of rope and tied a rope from around her wrists to around her stomach on the other side, cinching her wrists to her backside firmly. Then with another piece, he took a smaller piece from her wrists and down through her ass and around to the other side through the middle of her crotch, and tied off to the rope around her stomach. Next, he began to loop a set of ropes around her elbows and around front and around her breasts, moving in out in an S shape through her breasts. He took the longest rope from his bag and then made a rope threaded through the rope inside of Megan’s ankles and took it down to the rope around her wrists. He threaded it through her wrists and under the rope that went around her stomach and then took it back again to her ankle binding. He pulled hard and her legs bent backwards until the edges of her feet were touching her taped up hands. The burglar then tied it all off in this “balltie” position. He stood up and said, “Perfect.” Satisfied with his work, he then moved over to Mark, and began to tie him up in the exact same manner as his sister had just been tied up. When the burglar was finished with him, the siblings were both tied up, hogtied very tightly, balltied on top of that, completely gagged, and naked on their living room floor. The burglar could hardly wait to see their reactions to themselves being tied up so strictly. He had tied them up just in time too, as he noticed the siblings were beginning to wake up after being knocked out. Megan woke up first. “oooh,” she thought in her head as she felt herself awakening. “That guy really hit me hard in the head,” she thought. Suddenly she realized she could not move. “Whmmmm?” she tried to say, and realized she had been gagged. She tried to stretch out her legs and realized she could not move a single part of her body. “Whuuuummmmuuum?” Megan tried to say as she began to realize how well she had been tied. Her wrists were looped with ropes and even her hands had been taped up over the outside to keep her hands closed shut together. Her elbows were tied very tightly together, and she felt more rope around her body around each of those bonds. She felt her legs were pulled up behind her near her ass, and she realized she had been hogtied very tightly behind her back. She then felt more rope around her ankles, above and below her knees, and even around her feet. Even her toes felt like they were tied up and secure. And her mouth felt completely stuffed with some kind of cloth, filling her mouth to the brim, with tape wrapped all the way around her head. She was totally and completely tied up in a helpless and perfect way. All she could do was moan and make small movements on the floor and wait. She thought her gag was even more effective than that ball gag device she had on her earlier when she was tied against Mark. She then noticed every time she tried to squirm, there was yet again some rubbing on her crotch and her ass. She realized the burglar had tied up another rope through her ass and crotch area. She quickly decided to stop struggling too much. Mark began to wake up a few minutes after Megan. He went through the same initial shocks as his sister had. He then noticed that Megan was just a few feet away from him, and tied up in the exact same way as he was. Their eyes met again and they could do nothing but moan at each other and wonder what the other was thinking. The burglar then spoke again, “Before I go, I just felt like I should explain some things to you kids. I won’t tell you my real name, but let me just say that I am an American citizen who has a father who fought in the war against the Germans, and he mentioned your grandfather’s name on many occasions. He told me that your grandfather was a British soldier who stole that helmet from him to make a large profit in the London market, but he had a change of heart and decided to keep it for a few years until the value would go even higher. Unfortunately, he died before he could ever sell the helmet to anyone, so that’s how he and I both knew that helmet has to still be in possession by your family somewhere.” “Mmuuummmuuuuuuum,” moaned Megan and Mark in protest, but the burglar quickly said “Shhh” in response. “I’m going to leave you here now, and as you can tell, you will never be able to escape from your positions right now. I have tied you up in a way that you will stay in that exact position until I come back or someone else helps you, and don’t plan on that happening since you two live here alone.” The burglar moved towards the door. “I think I will make a visit to your parents now and see if they feel like telling me anything about this. So I will see you kids later. And, uh, don’t go anywhere. Haha!” With that, the burglar closed the door behind him over the slightly muffled moans and protests of the siblings. They kept struggling over the next few hours, but they knew they would either have to hope to get help from someone, or wait for the burglar to come back from visiting their parent’s house. The waiting game began. |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| Comments: | Would love to hear 1 Carlene |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | I can share one if anyone wants to hear it. It's not a very good one though as I look back on it; way too unrealistic; but I can post it anyway if you want |
| Name: | Bulging Speedo |
| Comments: | We're waiting for Blue Beetle, but he seems to be tied up at the moment. perhaps a few fiction tales are in line? |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | Does anyone post here anymore? Or should I stay on the other one? |
| Name: | bluebeetle |
| E-mail address: | bluebeetle37203@gmail.com |
| Comments: | Sorry for the delay. My equipment went on the fritz. Hopefully will have more time to share in a few days. |
| Name: | Bulging Speedo |
| Comments: | Give us a clue first Bluebeetle. |
| Name: | Larry |
| Comments: | Of course, go right ahead bluebeetle |
| Name: | bluebeetle |
| E-mail address: | bluebeetle37203@yahoo.com |
| Comments: | I have some stories to share if anyone is interested. |
| Name: | Larry |
| Comments: | Hey Tyler, I understand the business of life and everything, but your story is going to take 6 months to finish at this rate. |
| Name: | Tyler |
| Comments: | Im back to continue
SO they tossed Tara a maids outfit and me a tight speedo with bow tie and untied us and took our gags out. They told us that there was no use screaming because no one could hear us. They left us and we started to get dressed. "Im sorry you got intot this" Tara said "You didnt cause it so its fine" I said I started to notice that Tara looked very sexy in her outfit and i got a hard on. "Ya know you don't have to be embarrassed. Your a very attractive boy and I did notice you before i noticed your father." She came closer and i couldn't hold myself back and i kissed her. The men then came in and pulled us apart roughly. sorry for now i have to go. Ill be bakc later to finish |
| Name: | Larry |
| Comments: | Hello, Tyler? |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | Yes Rachel, feel free to share your story as well; it helps, trust me |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| Comments: | Tyler please finish your story. Rachel we are waiting for yours to please |
| Name: | Larry |
| Comments: | Thanks for sharing again Tyler. I look forward to the rest of it |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | Thanks Tyler; We appreciate your continued sharing |
| Name: | spandexm |
| Comments: | Thanks Tyler. It must be tough sharing. |
| Name: | Tyler |
| Comments: | Sorry guys i have been a bit busy. These next couple parts may be in bits and pieces because i cant write it out full yit would take several hours that I do not have. So i will write small pieces then stop and continue later. OK so to continue.
We both sat in the trunk Mmphing and struggling to get loose for what seemed like hours. At one point I fell onto m side and i guess my hands were facing towards Tara because when i tried to move them i heard her MMPH and i fetl a wetness on my hands. I felt a bit more and realized that she must have fallen over as weel and that my hands were rubbing her clit. I tried my best not to move my hands so as not to cause anymore arousal but the men were driving and some of the bumps jerked us around. After about what seemed like forever the car finnally stopped and i heard teh trunk open and some light filter into it.One of the men untied my hogtie and lifted me out of the car and made me hop to the door. I could not see where we were but i didnt hear any noises so i figured the countryside. I hopped inside and they untied my blindfold and shoved me into a room with a chair,bed,and a table covered in bondage euipment and costumes. They then shoved Tara in and untied us both telling us to leave our gags in or have worse ones put on. They then tossed me a tight leather speedo and a bowtie and tossed Tara a maids outfit. have to go deal with a personal situation. Will post more later. |
| Name: | spandexm |
| Comments: | Rachel I would like to hear your story, if you don't mind. Tyler you have us on edge. |
| Name: | spandexm |
| Comments: | Please tell Rachel, as long as you are up to it. Thanks. Tyler is keeping me on edge. |
| Name: | Larry |
| Comments: | Hey Tyler, are you still there? Or are we never going to hear the end of your story? |
| Name: | Rachel |
| Comments: | I will tell the time I was robbed in a Capezio store in NYC 10 years ago. |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | Hey Tyler, are you going to finish sharing your story with us? |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| E-mail address: | bobcjr19661966@yahoo.com |
| Comments: | Carlene, If you would like to talk some more you can email me to the address listed. Your choice. |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | Hi bobcjr: Thanks for the offer; if you were not married I would gladly take you up on that offer, but I would never mess with a married man :) Hopefully I do find someone of my own soon though. I live in Illinois. And yes I have looked at some bondage sites; I like to both read stories and see photos and videos for new ideas for how I would like to be tied up myself.
And thanks Larry for your comments! |
| Name: | Larry |
| Comments: | Tyler: Just wanted to say thanks for sharing your story with us; I can only imagine how bad that must have been for you both. Hopefully sharing will help relieve the pain however.
Carlene: That is really bad what those guy "friends" did to you, to tie you up in very hot weather and just leave you there helpless. But thanks also for sharing! |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| Comments: | Carlene, its a shame that i'm married I would love to have some bondage fun with you. I live in florida. Were do you live? You said you were reading bondage stories have you been looking a bondage sites also? |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | bobcjr, That would be such a turn on if I met someone to do that with me. I've only presented the idea with one person who I dated a few years ago, and unfortunately he did not know the first thing about how to tie or bondage positions or anything else, and I don't even like to be tied up if I can easily escape. So that didn't amount to much.
When I was 18 I was at a summer camp and this older guy who really liked me, took out a set of thumb cuffs of all things, and cuffed himself to me and we stayed that way for the whole day. It was a bit awkward but also a lot of fun for me. Sadly I lost contact with him a few years ago. |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| Comments: | Tyler, Great story please finish. |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| Comments: | Carlene, I guess its easier for a guy to push the bondage issue in a relationship than a woman. I started by asking if they wanted to play four corners. I tie her to four corners of the bed and tease her into orgasms. My favrite position is a hogtie. Nothing beter than watching a hot woman struggle to get loose. |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | bobcjr, Thank you for your understanding. I admit looking back on those incidents, I was VERY lucky to not become very dehydrated or die; I mean they just left me there in the dead of summer with little chance of escape. I wasn't friends with them for very long after that. It makes me mad the more I think about it.
And you're right; I'm not a bondage freak or a dominatrix or anything. I just like the idea of being helpless (spreadeagle, hogtied, chairtied, etc...) in the bedroom and having him dominate me as he wants. But it's been difficult to get a date, much less get to the bedroom. I'm told by many men I'm very attractive; I have been on a swim team for the last 6 years and try to keep myself in great shape. I think the problem is my area where I live is too small to ever meet anyone good for me. I also think that what that one male friend did to me (not the bondage, something else) has really put a hurt on my confidence for many years. But thanks for your encouragement! I'm afraid I don't have any other stories of being tied up. This site is very interesting though. I was just looking for "tied up" stories and found these websites. Maybe I will write another story sometime if anyone would want those? |
| Name: | bobcjr |
| Comments: | Thanks for the stories. So sorry you have not beenable to fulfill your sexual fantasy of bondage sex. For some reason people think we all are perverts for liking bondage. They should try it some time. Thanks again for the stories Carlene |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | Ok while we wait for Tyler's conclusion, I will share some of my childhood true experiences.
Again, I was never tied up by a burglar, but I did take part in tie up games with friends, and some of them were very elaborate. I am 29 now and this was all when I was 12 to 16 years old. I had two neighbors in my old neighborhood, and they were both boys my age; I did not really have a crush on them, but they did have a huge crush on me. I always liked the idea of being tied up, but I never wanted to say that flat out, so instead I told my guy friends how I wanted to be an escape artist. They would tie me up in a lot of different ways, and I was always able to get out. One particular summer day when I was 14, it was VERY hot outside, close to 100. One of the male friends decided to tie me up to a chair. We had this small tree house and dock built out onto the lake as a hang out place, and he set up the chair in the shade under the trees by the lake. He took out a lot of different ropes and began to tie me up. He tied my wrists down on the chair arms, and then also tied my elbows around the end of each chair arm; then he took more rope and looped it around my arms from my elbows up to my shoulder along the chair back. At this point I was nervous as I was being tied up better than I had ever been. He then took more rope and tied my ankles to the chair bottoms, and he then took rope and looped my upper legs (I was wearing really short shorts) and looped my upper legs down onto the chair bottom. i was expecting to be gagged, but he never gagged me. He then surprised me and just said he had to go home and he just left me! So here I was, a 14 year old girl, in nearly 100 degree summer heat, tied up really good to a chair with ropes, and my friend just left me. I began to struggle and got nowhere. The summer heat began to take a toll on me and I was sweating furiously within a short time. I looked across the lake and saw some workers working on some benches on the other side of the lake; I don't think they ever saw me, as the sight of a tied up girl on a chair in that weather would have surely concerned them. I struggled more for what was at least 90 minutes, and I was finally able to loosen one of the ropes around my wrists. Once I was able to get a wrist free, it was fairly easy to untie the rest of my ropes. I think that if he had tied my ropes just a bit tighter, I would have never escaped. But as it was, after over 90 minutes of sweating and struggling, I was finally free, and I went home and left the chair and ropes there. The other story involves my other male friend. He was a year older than me in school, and I know he really liked me a lot, but that's another story that has nothing to do with bondage. But again, I didn't like him in that way, so it was strictly friends as far as I was concerned. So what happened on this occasion, is that tree/lake hangout area also had a ditch where the yards near the houses would drain off into the lake. We made this ladder type structure into a bridge to go over the ditch. So one day my friend had the idea of having me tied up to the bridge, and I agreed. If it matters, I was wearing basically the same thing I wore before when I was tied up to the chair, which was a tanktop and really short shorts, as I always took advantage of summer weather. He asked me to take off my tanktop but I refused. Even though he was a friend I wasn't going to let him see me in my bra, so I stayed as I was and got down on the bridge. I kept my arms at my sides, which basically put them inbetween my body and the side rails of the bridge, so my arms were really strained against my body and the bridge. He began to loop ropes around my ankles, knees, thighs, stomach and wrists all at once, chest (above and below my breasts), and then in a bit of a surprise, he looped a rope around my neck and the bridge sides, keeping me from bringing my head up off the floor of the bridge. Again, I was not gagged, probably because they didn't have anything to gag me with. So with that, once again, my other male friend just told me he was going to leave me and go home. So there I was, tied up on this bridge and even noosed around my neck to the bridge, and he left me there! I struggled for the next hour or so trying to get out of my bondage, but I got nowhere. The next thing I knew I heard a car passing by on the road near the ditch; I couldn't see it, but I knew where it was; I heard my friend and his dad yell out the window and asked if I was still there and if I was ok? And I was a little embarassed honestly, so I just said that I was fine. And with that, they left. So now I was definately alone. I struggled again for I don't know how long, but thankfully my friend made a mistake with my wrist bondage, just like the other friend; he looped the rope over my stomach and my wrists, which didn't really tie my wrists up at all, but instead just had a few loops of rope going over it and my stomach both. So once I could work one of my wrists out from beside my body and pull it from under the rope, my wrist was free. Then from there, I was able to untie a few other knots. If he had tied my wrists behind my back, or if he had tied my wrists to my sides individually, I would have definately been tied up there until someone helped me. So finally I could escape from that bridge. I should also add I basically had to feel instead of look at where the knots were, because with that noose tied around my neck, I couldn't raise my head to see anything without choking myself. I found out a few days later that both of those boys got in trouble for the way they tied me up, especially for using a noose around my neck. I saw those boys less and less as high school went on and I met new people. Sadly that is the last time I was ever tied up. I'm 29 now, and still single sadly; I haven't had that much luck in relationships, and I still have a strong desire to be tied up, although now I want it for sexual pleasure more so than being an escape artist. So those are some of my stories. I know they weren't much, but still. Let me know what you think! |
| Name: | Tyler |
| Comments: | Only a bit for now. I hope to finish sometime this next week. Anyways on with the story.
We sat there with my rock hard on in her vagina for what seemed like forever. I came 3 different times in her and I believe she came at least 3 tiems if not more. The two men finnaly came back and untied her pulling her out of me. They untied her and told her to put some clothes on and if she tried anything funny that they would kill me. They said that she had to dress sexy so I sat and watched her find a new bra and bottoms and put them on then put on tight minskirt and button up white shirt with sexy red heels making her look like a secretary. They tehn retied her hands and sat her down on teh bed while i got dressed. They did not care what I wore so I just pulled out some shorts and under armour shirt and boxers and put them on. They tehn proceeded to tie my hands and lead teh both of us outside. we still had our gags on so we could not cry out. They opened teh trunk and set us both inside tying us in teh smae places as before but then they pulled my legs to my butt and tying them to my wrists. Putting me in teh strictest hogite I think anybody has ever had to endure. They then set Tara inside with me and tied her teh same way. I was able to see her for just a secound before I was blindfolded and my te mphs from Tara i figured they did the same to her. Thats all i have time for now. Comment and if you have any critcism on how I am retelling my tale please tell me. I am am open. Thank you. |
| Name: | Carlene |
| Comments: | I am so sorry for what you and your step mom went through; but I admire you for having the courage to tell this to us. Continue if you want to |
| Name: | Tyler |
| Comments: | Sorry bout the last post. I was in a hurry so there were lots of typos. That 1 is supposed to be 10 and all the "teh" are the and so on. SO sorry. Please still comment andreply if you would like to hear more. I warn you now once tehy kidnapped us it got very graphic. They did alot of things to us and we we're basically their bondage sex toys. |
| Name: | Tyler |
| Comments: | Only adding a bit for now but continuing..
As we sat there she looked down and saw my hard on and looked at me with coy eyes. I thought "well she is only a bit older than me so it should be fine". The men tehn came back in teh room and we both mmpphhed at them to let us go. they..of course..did not. instead teh bigger of teh two said "Ok heres the deal. We have your items and have to go stash them." I thought they wehre jsut going to leave us here when teh other said. "After we go put the stash in a safe house we will be back for you. it been awhile since we've had a young couple liek yourselves. So while we are goine we are going to make you nice and comfortable." It then occured to me that since we were so close in age and loked liek it they thought we were married. We mmphed for them to stop bu tehy did not. They came to us and untied Tara fromt eh chair cutting her bottoms off leaving her with jsut her bra. My hard on was rock hard at this and tehy noticed it. The larger one said. "look lady your little hubby is ready for you. HAHA" The smaller of teh two tehn came over and oulled my underwear down shwoing my huge erection. They tehn dragged her over and held her over me. I tehn realized what tehy were planning and sturggled liek crazy. They laughed and tehn set her down making my cock plunge into her vagina. SHe moaned and tehy tied her legs to each of teh legs of teh chair and looped a rope down her crack under my butt tiring it to my hands pushing me fartehr into her. They tehn left us tehre sturggling to get free. But when we moved my cokc drove deeper into her and if i moved my hand teh rope rubbed her ass. Her boobs were in my face and we weer both mmphing like crazy. About 1 minutes later i couldnt hold it anymore and i came in her screaming into my gag. SHe seemed to come not long after adnwe both sat exhausted. Waitng for them to return knwoing we wouldnt get losse. More lateter. Comment and tell me what you like please. |
| Name: | spandexm |
| Comments: | So far so good. Thanks. Keep going. |
