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| Name: | anonymous |
| Comments: | another great story! |
| Name: | CnWslv |
| Comments: | great stories everyone!!!! |
| Name: | Luke |
| Comments: | ok this is the story of what happened to me 2 summers ago.
my parents had won a cruise from june till september so being 12 i had to go spend the summer with my cousins and aunt. well about 2 weeks into summer my cousins both girl 15 and 17 where having a sleepover with their friends i wanted nothing to do with them so i was in the guest room playing ps3 when someone knocked on the door. it was my cousin jess (15) she said hey some of my friends wanna meet you so can you come to our room for a few minutes. i agreed a decision i regretted for the rest of the summer. the moment i walked into the door 2 girls grabbed me and knocked me to the floor and the rest of the girls where holding me down while one of them duck taped my legs together then they began taping my arms and rists together. once i was taped to their satifaction they relized that my screaming could make neighbors worry so the stuffed socks in my mouth so i couldnt make noise. they then started going threw my cosins closet and pulled out a mini straples blue sequin dress. they looked at me and said "oh lukey i bet this dress would look so pretty on you" i was struggling but with girls holding me down i could harly move. the unzipped the dress and slipped it up my body then zipped it up. they were laughing like crzy looking at me trying to escape so just to make sure i couldnt escape the dress once i was realesed the sewed over the zipped several times. at this point i was wearing a tiny little dress and assumed they would now let me go i was wrong. they went to 2 girls went to the mirror and grabbed a little case they then started removing several diffrent colored viles i immedilay relized them to be nail polish once the removed the pink glittery one the looked at me and said "oh luke this would look so great on your toenails. to my dismay i watched completly helpless as each of my toenails where painted pink sparkles. once they where done they began looking for a color to paint my fingernails they decided on a shiny blue and began painting each of my fingernails blue. by the time they where done my toenails where dry so the 2 girl went back to the closet and got a pair of 6 inch black heels that shoed toes "so everyone could admire my pretty feet". the strapped on the shoes wich where very painful actually. so i was in a dress,heels, and my nails where painted i was haoping i was done. i wasnt. they went back to the mirror and picked up a larger black case and the first thing they pulled out was a pad of powder and a big brush the put that makeup all over my face. then they picked out blush and made sure my cheeck were rosy. i was not having any fun and was yelling as loud as i could threw the sock in my mouth. the next thing they pulled out was a little thing that looked like a paint palat it was eyeshadow there was no way they were gonna make me close my eyes! they selected a blue color and when the went in to apply it they said "now lukey we need to you to close your eyes like a good little girl" when i didnt they said well we can fix that 1 girl went out of the room and returned shorty with a salt shaker i was freaking out she said now if you dont close your eyes we are gonna have to put this in ur eyes well i closed my eyes tight and as they applyed the eyeshadow when the were done wich seemed like hours. i opened my eyes again only to be demanded to close them again because the needed to put eyeliner on me. i did so. and the eyeliner did not feel good at all. finnaly i thought for sure i was done NOPE! they pulled out a bottle of perfume and sprayed me sevral times. then the pulled out two tubes the remved the caps and twisted both one was a bright scarlet red lipstick the other was a hot pink lipstick they aksed me "now lukey wich lipstick do you want" when i answered with muffled noises they said "i think the red is a good choice to. my cosin jessica screwed the bottom and the lipstick emereged from the tube and the slowly lowered it to my lips and slowly very very slowly glided it across my lips until they were satified. they then took a tube of clear lipgloss and put it over the lipstick "to add a sexy shine to my lips" finnally the said ok lukey now your just like one of us. and the untaped me and let me go i ran out of the room and they all began laughing hysterically. as i made it to the room i was staying in there was a note my ps3 and it read "we got you a new wardrobe, check the closet. they had snuck into my room at some point during my torture and stolen all my cloths and replaced them with dresses, tank tops and mini skirts. my aunt thought this was hilarious and so i had to spend the rest of the summer with nothing to wear but dresses and skirts. i couldnt even go to the pool because once the nailpolish from the origainl night wore off my cousins repeatly painted them while i slept there was rarley a day that went by where i didnt have painted nails and toenails. worst sumer of my life! |
| Name: | Anonymous |
| Comments: | Wow! Great story!! Is there more? If not, can u tell another? |
| Name: | NVH1VN |
| E-mail address: | Captivity |
| Comments: | One day, I was in my room. I decided to go downstairs to get a snack, when I was in my hallway, I was suddenly shoved to the floor. It was my sisters friends who apparently, didn't leave as assumed.
Then one girl stuck a sock into my mouth and then gagged me with tape. And rubbed slowly across my mouth for no wrinkles in the tape. Then my hands were tied up like a leash, and also my neck. Thinking I could get up with my feet, I tried, but my shoelaces were tied. Then all 3 girls stood around me. One sat down infront of me, and started rubbing her toes all over my face. And then took my gag off and put her toes into my mouth. This lasted for about 15 minutes, most of the time they were talking and chatting, taunting me, while her toes were still in my mouth. They then pulled on my "leash" and too me downstairs. All giggling and laughing on the way down. Then shoved me to the ground and started posing and taking pictures of their feet in my mouth, or them seeing things, they really shouldn't... But then my parents and family were driving up to the house, I was saved! So I thought. The girls immediately yanked me into the backyard and tied me to a tree and trotted back inside the house to greet my parents and sister. It was about 7:45 in the evening, when the girls came back to get me. They then untied me from the tree and put me in one of the girls car. Trying to tease and torture me, two of the three sat in the back with me, and on my lap. Knowing that I liked them both in particular, the played their fingers in my hair and occasionally rubbed their legs over my mouth. I was in another world by then. When we arrived at one of their houses, the girls took me up into one of their rooms. And locked the door. They started some movie and had me tied to the front of the bed. And one was girl sitting on my lap, and the others two on each side of me. Chatting away like I wasnt even there. When the movie ended, two girls ended up leaving. Leaving me and a girl alone... |
| Name: | CnWslv |
| Comments: | Jake please write more. Bob123, I love your stories too. These are great, amazing short stories. Please continue them. Thanks! |
| Name: | Bob123 |
| Comments: | Jake write another story!! |
| Name: | The guy that hates you |
| Comments: | No, shut the fuck up |
| Name: | The guy that hates you |
| Comments: | No, shut the fuck up |
| Name: | ggggg |
| E-mail address: | jasona111@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | i pray the person known as carol returns to this site and starts postin more stories about her friends and her husband peter cause they were the best!!! |
| Name: | Adam Mills |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=123450471002828&v=wall |
| Comments: | I was tied to a toilet once by my older sister.
It was brutal. The ropes made my skin raw. Here I was, reading Boys Life magazine and looking at pocket knives when in marched Agnes, wearing snow boots and a tiara. I couldn't budge. She had already pinched my nose and made a fist. I was scared. Then she roped me. I wasn't able to flush. I felt like the devil. Then she sang. It was so beautiful I started crying. Then suddenly the lights went on... |
| Name: | mash |
| E-mail address: | mashrur.rahman@ymail.com |
| Name: | Guest |
| Comments: | What happened to all the good stories from before December 2011 |
| Name: | anonymous |
| Comments: | quite a story! |
| Name: | Jake |
| Comments: | My parents passed away when I was younger and since I had no other family, my older sister became my legal guardian. I lived with her for many years and suffered much torture and humiliation at the hands of her and her friends.
I guess it was kind of my fault. I had a thing for girls clothes and would often try hers on when she wasn't around. One day she caught me and was furious. She decided my punishment was going to be that I would have to dress like a girl any time I was home. I didn't mind it that much at first. After school or on the weekends she would make me put on a trainer bra, panties, and usually a dress or a skirt/blouse combo with some kind of stockings or tights or pantyhose. She would paint my toe nails all the time and sometimes paint my finger nails. Her favorite choice was pink but she used to do all different colors. Then she started tying me up. At first it was just when I was home alone and she had to go to work. She didn't like the idea that I could take the girl clothes off when she wasn't around and so she would tie me up to make sure I couldn't take them off when she was gone. Before I knew it she was tying me up all the time, even when she was home. She would use tape to gag me but she quickly realized that tape wasn't enough to silence someone. So she started filling my mouth up before she would put the tape on. The stuffing varied but it was usually some kind of worn footwear. Paige, my sister, worked in an office as a secretary and so she would usually wear skirts with some kind of nylons or pantyhose. She would use those to gag me or sometimes she would use socks she had worn to the gym. Paige found all sorts of way of torturing me when I was tied up. Tickling was a big part of her torture. And because the nylons made her feet stink, she would would often make me smell her feet. She would tie me and gag me and push me under the coffee table in the living room. Then she would sit on the couch and rest her feet over my face. She would rub her soles up and down my nose and taunt me while she did it. Her friends would come over and she would make me worship their feet. Sometimes they would even pay her for it. The first year she started doing this, I spent my entire summer vacation dressed like a girl and usually bound and gagged. Every morning before work Paige would make me breakfast and then tie me up in my room until she got home. I'll be back soon to share some stories, starting with the first day of summer. |
| Name: | WJF |
| Comments: | A while back I was married for a few years and my wife knew I LOVED to be tied up and have her have her way with me. One Sunday evening in the late summer I was watching TV when she asked if I'd like to come up and shower together. When we got upstairs we began to kiss and remove our clothes, she then said she had a better idea. She ordered me to lie on our bed face down, naked, she was still dressed, she went to her drawer and came back with a pair of pantyhose. She pulled my hands behind my back and tied them very tightly with the pantyhose. Pantyhose can get really tight and getting knots out are murder when your hands aren't tied, so I was not getting out. She then went to her closet and pulled out a 1 inch thick leather belt and used it to tie my ankles together. She then gagged me with a scarf and said to just relax and behave, that she was going to take a long bubblebath. Before entering the bathroom she smiled and helped me lie across the bottom of the bed, still face down, so I could see her enjoying her bath. To make sure I didn't bother her, she raised my legs into a hogtie using a cloth belt, gave me a kiss thru the gag and went to bathe. She did a slow strip tease removing her shorts and top, then pinned her long, gorgeous blonde hair up behind her head, turning to face me and smiling sweetly on occasion. I was about to lose it right then and there. She ran her bath water, added some bubble bath to it and climbed in. All I could see were her gorgeous legs, she would also raise her head on occasion to look back at me and smile. 1 time she could see me struggling and said"relax, you're not going to escape so don't waste your time or energy". we hadn't turned on lites in the bedroom and she had dimmed the bathroom lites so it was very romantic and with the windows open, nobody could see in. After about 30 minutes she climbed out, dried off and came over to me. She allowed her hair to fall over her breasts and shoulders and just the site of her excited me to no end. She removed the hogtie and propped my head on a few pillows, she then climbed on top of me (my hands were still tied behind me and my ankles were still tightly bound. She began to kiss me thru the gag and then lowered the gag using her teeth. She kissed me deeply over and over and "touched" me in a certain spot to make sure I was"attentive". She put her knees near my shoulders and had me pleasure her for some time, I was loving this. She then made love to me and to this day it was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. When we finished, she untied me and we fell asleep cuddled together. We had similar experiences on infrequent occasions and it was a real shame that she just wasn't into bondage, just did it to pleasure me. But she can't take my memories. |
| Name: | Tied |
| Comments: | I'm a white male in my early 20's who has always been fascinated with bondage. When I took my first solo vacation about six months ago, I decided I would cast away my inhibitions and take the plunge. What exactly was the plunge? Consulting the services of a real professional dominatrix!
The day I had scheduled my appointment with her, I was quite nervous. What if she was really a serial murderer? What if she intended to rob me? (Luckily I had a room safe to keep all my valuables in). We scheduled my session for 9pm. She called my cellphone about 8:30 PM informing me she was at one of the bars in my hotel and that I may come down at my discretion. Fueled with nervous energy of fear and excitement, I nearly raced down the corridor to the elevator. When I made my way down to the lobby I entered the bar she told me on the phone where she would be. Immediately when we locked eyes we knew who we were. I guess my state of nervousness tipped her off. And well I had an advantage since I saw pictures of her, and they were precisely accurate. Soon we were up in my room. After exchanging pleasantries and the matter of tribute, I was now in her hands. One thing I learned is professional dominatrixes seem to exude this very dominant aura, and I definitely felt that aura with her in my room. When the appointment started, she immediately switched into full-on domme mode. She told me to take off my boot and my pants. The subsequent orders she sternly gave me was to turn around away from her, close my eyes, and put my hands behind my back. Upon compiling with her commands I immediately felt the cold kiss of metal handcuffs on my wrists. Hands cuffed behind my back. Almost no turning back now. Now I still felt relatively "in control" as I am a pretty big and fit male. The next thing she did was force a bandanna into my mouth, past my teeth, then knotted behind my head. The classic cleave gag. Now before this I have never been bound and gagged, and I was loving it. I tried to say a sentence, but all that came out was: "Mmmph rrrrgh ooomphhh gr". It was knotted behind my head pretty tightly, and I didn't dare attempt to spit it out in her presence. Now that I was gagged and in cuffs, she pushed me onto my bed. This roused a "mmmph" out of me. Immediately she snapped "No more sounds out of you until I give you permission". Then she began tying my feet. Soon my ankles were crossed and bound, and I considered myself officially bound and gagged. Next, she began taking pictures of me in my subdued and vulnerable state (I requested this). It is quite a sight seeing yourself bound and gagged on your own camera, and looking up at a beautiful austere domme in charge of your submission. She pulled the bandanna out of my mouth and inquired if I was still okay. "Couldn't be better" I replied. She smiled and went into her bag of goodies to retrieve a ball-gag!. Since she said I was enjoying this, I earned the honor of having one of her ball-gags in my mouth. Next she finished fastening it behind my head, and I couldn't believe I was actually ball-gag for real! I loved the feeling, it was pure ecstasy. After further gagging me, she then sought to reinforce my bonds. She linked and pulled a rope between the handcuff chain links, and the center knotting on my ankles. She was going to hog tie me! Now I was hog-tied and ball-gagged on my hotel room bed by the dominatrix. After taking more photos of me bound and gagged, and doing some taunting and mocking of my situation with phrases like: "Ohhhh the big strong boy all tied up and ball-gagged by a little thing like?" I was getting quite excited down in my nether male regions. To disperse the energy I was getting, I decided to see what she would do when I started struggling and mmmphing. She watched me struggle and roll around on the bed, listened to me make fragment and ball-gagged obstructed vocalizations "Mmmmmph rgghhrgh ooomp rrrrgghh". While she admired my efforts, playfully gave me a kiss on my cheek, and told me I was too cute. But she was going to have to punish me. She pulled down my boxer-briefs and started spanking me with her bare-hand. The more intense swings stung a bit, but it was still quite pleasurable. She even complimented me on my muscular ass. She took some pictures of the redness on my butt and decided I needed a more stringent tie. Before that she retightened the ball-gag. Then I couldn't quite see, but eventually I was tied in such away that if I struggled, the ropes tied around my neck would constrict. Punished I was. It was even hard to mmmmph. But I was in her hands, and she was quite the professional. While I was bound in this way, she started undressing before my ever-expanding eyes. Soon she was down to just her bra and panties, which definitely showcased her natural soft curves. She began teasing and taunting me: "Does it bother you this is the closet you're going to get?" "You'd make me such a nice pet, too bad you're not from around here!". After this torment, she decided to tie me in a less compromising position. A classic hands tied to together then strung up on the headboard, ankles tied together, ball-gag still in my mouth. The next thing she did definitely caught me off-guard. She pulled up my shirt to expose my chest, and then she mounted my perpetually erect member! Now, she still had her underwear on, but she was definitely intent on teasing me. She would began riding me, making me increasingly stiffer, then stop and start going off on a tangent like what she ate today. This was definitely excruciating. Then she would bring my face up to her cleave, rub my face in her breasts then gently set my neck and face back down. Through all this the only thing I could do was moan futilely into the ball-gag. MMMMM mmmm mmmmph. I'm sure you get the picture As two hours went by she began untying me, but told me to keep the gag in my mouth. She sat on the couch in my room, her back towards the city's skyline and told me to sit down, but before take off all my clothes. Now I was naked in front of her, still ball-gagged, with her admiring my body in the dark. She said I could relieve myself down there, but only on her command. For ten minutes of pure agony, she played the equivalent of "Red Light, Green Light" with my masturbation. Finally, she gave me the permission to climax, and so I did. She then handed me a towel, and told me to clean myself. All was said and done. The dominatrix told me I was one of the best clients she has ever had, and would love to see me again. It was definitely an experience I won't forget about, and I still fantasize about it until this day. I hope you guys and girls enjoy my story. Sorry in advance for any spelling or grammatical errors there may be present! |
| Name: | Sissy Boy |
| E-mail address: | bryan_f87@yahoo.com |
| Comments: | I am a 20-year-old male crossdresser. I have not really been able to experience much self bondage, but I love the feeling of being bound and gagged in woman's clothes, and having a woman tie me up (I've only been tied up on girls clothes a couple of times). If there are any girls out there that would be interested in talking about it or something, feel free to email me. |
| Name: | Nicky V. |
| Comments: | Hey, I'm back!
I'm not doing a Davey story this time, cause I'm not too sure how to continue on from where I left off but if anyone has any suggestions they would be most welcome. -------------Citizen's Arrest-------------- Will's not a bad guy. He just has a bad habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Take 2 months ago for instance, walking through town at night minding his own when the poor fellow was mugged of his wallet by a gang of thugs.Now since he had no wallet, Will was unable to get the bus home, so he figured that the only thing he could do was steal from one of the houses nearby. The streets seemed empty so Will saw little risk in what he was doing, silly boy! Stopping at the nearest house he came across, Will squeezed through a small window which led into the kitchen. Feeling hungry, Will saw no trouble in pinching a bit of food before searching for some cash.Quietly as he could Will ate a chocolate bar and sneaked out into the hall.The lights were still on but Will was sure that everyone was asleep upstairs so he continued until he came along a little dish with several coins and a few bills there aswell so he took the lot. However,he was a bit too rash when scooping everything up and caused the little bowl to fall off of the table it was on.Will could hear frantic footsteps and made a run for it but in doing so he slipped over and knocked himself out cold. "Hey girls, he's comin' to!" A teen girl cried excitedly. Will tried to get up, but he couldn't as his hands had been tied behing his back and his shoelaces tied together. "What do you wanna do to him Meg? Should he be punished for stealing from us?" "Hell yeah!"Meg replied with malice."Tie him to that chair and we'll teach this naughty boy a lesson." The 3 girls then tied Will to a chair and stood back, admiring their handiwork at restraining Will. "You've been a bad bad boy....." A girl named Bella purred. "Indeed he has." Meg, now holding a riding crop. Meg slapped Will repeatedly across the face but soon she grew bored of this and untied Will. Will was standing up, expecting to get off scot free but Bella tackled him to the ground and slipped his jeans off slowly.The third girl, Eve then tore off his shirt and pinned him down as Meg started to rub his hard cock, she continued to rub it furiously and took delight in watching his face contort in arousal. After a while and with Bella sucking and licking his toes and Eve kissing his torso and upper body, Will ejaculated with pleasure on his face. "Don't look so pleased cutie, you'll be here for a while....." To Be Continued...... |
| Name: | random guy |
| Comments: | well firstly i liked all the story really awesome i liked dans the most i wish that could happen to me |
| Name: | Cad |
| Comments: | Recently I went on a date with an older woman from the office where I work. I'm 23--she's 35. After dinner and coffee she asked if I wanted to go back to her place. Being not much of a "ladies man" I was nervous--but I went for it. When we got to her home--I didn't know what to expect. My anxiety let up when she turned on her TV and told me to sit down while she got drinks. For about a half hour we sat in the dark apart on her couch watching an old movie when the damsel was tied up and gagged by the villain. At that, she turned to me and said, "Why is it that it's always a guy tying the girl--why isn't it the other way around?" Not knowing a good response I just shrugged. At that our eyes locked and smirking she said, "By the way--you seem uncomfortable. Are you OK?"
I nodded approvingly and admitted to her that I wasn't (and still isn't) much of a "ladies man." She giggled and said, "I could tell. Is this your first time?" She had me nailed to left. All I could do was sheepishly grin and nod 'yes.' She kicked off her sneakers revealing her white ankle socks and put them on my lap. I shuddered and as soon as I went to say "Maybe I should go..." her socked foot was covering my mouth. She softly said "Shhhh....how about we do this. Why don't I take it from here.--after a pause--Maybe you ought to be my captive and I'll do with you what I want. How about we do that?" Gently she moved her socked foot up and down--causing my head to nod in approval. At this point....I was hard as a rock and scared sh*tless! Slowly she slid her socked foot over my nose--while still covering my mouth. The scent was amazing--the shoe leather, sweat and a faint touch of some lotion. Then she said, "I've noticed you stare out my feet sometimes at work. Do you like what you see--and smell?" All I could do was nod. Then she said, "Ok, here's what we'll do. I'll play the burglar who...just happened onto you by mistake when I was breaking into your apartment. OK?" Again my response was a nod. "Good" she said, "Now I when I take my foot from your mouth and get up...I want you to sit up and watch TV...that's all...just watch TV and I'll do the rest. OK?" Wide-eyed I nodded and she got up off the couch and went out of sight. I looked around for a moment when I heard through the dark a giggle and "Hey...no peaking!" So, nervously I turned around and stared at the TV...not watching it...just running through my mind what was next. For what seemed to be an eternity--I sat there. Excited--scared--and horney. All of a sudden a leather-gloved hand slips over my mouth and she whispers into my ear, "Well, what do we have here?--pause--Don't move, I have a gun." Then she licked my earlobe and said, "Looks like I've got to tie you up cutie--let's go." At that she prompted me to get up. Then she led me down a hallway all the time flanking me closely--still hand-gagging me. At the end of the hall we entered what presumably was her room. Quickly she twisted me around and shoved me onto her bed. Then she pounced on me hard. I gasped and found her gloved hand over my mouth. Then she said "Behave and we'll have fun...don't and I'll be the only one having fun." She straddled my chest and all of a sudden I could smell her crotch. She had changed into black sweatpants, a black skin-tight turtleneck and she even had on a ski-mask! I was about ready to burst into a thousand pieces! Taking her hand from my mouth she said, "Don't make me gag you." Then she snagged my hands and tied them to each of her bed posts with what looked to be black tights. She unbuckled my pants and slipped off my jeans and said, "Nice boxers babe!" and chuckled. Just like she did with my hands--she tied ankles to the other posts--spreading my legs. Afterwards--she turned and kissed me deeply--all the while unbuttoning my shirt. Once she got to my chest--she got up and said, "I need to get more comfy honey." At this she sat on my belly and slipped off her black boots--revealing her white ankle socks again. I tried to call out her name, "Cas..." but then the soles of her feet covered my face. Then she said, "Take a big whiff--those are gunna be your gag cutie." After a moment--she took her feet from my face and took of her socks. Wadding one of them up...she ordered me to open my mouth. Once I did...the dirty sock was stuffed in. Then she folded up the other sock with the sole out and put it over my mouth and nose tying it in place with red bandana. As she secured the gag behind my neck--her bust was planted into my face further lighting me up! Once the knot was set--she pulled back and said, "Now honey...I'm going to take care of some things, you know...stealing all your stuff? I want you to sit there and become more acquainted with my socks." She got off the bed--standing over me with a grin. Then she robbed me gently and said lightly, "Are you OK? Are you having fun?" No words could describe my ecstacy at that point. All I could do was dopily nod over and over. "Good boy! Sit tight and I'll be back." After some time--she came back naked and what followed was one of the coolest experiences in my life! Thanks for the site! |
| Name: | Yasmeen |
| Comments: | I got into bondage during High School and Since Freshman year have been with the same girl. The other day I went to her house and caught her with a guy. Instead of being a glass half empty person and bitching them out I joined. Within 5 minutes the boy was laying on the bed screaming into his ballgag with a dildo up his ass watching us have sex on the floor.
Short and Sweet |
| Name: | Nameless |
| Comments: | This is NOT a true Story.
When i was 13 years old me and my Girlfriend, Liz, use to do quite alot of things together. I would go round her house somedays and she would come round mine others. One day i was sitting in my bedroom just watching TV when my Mobile started ringing next to me, It was liz. ''Hi Babe since its friday did you want to come round mine for a while because i didn't see you much at school today.'' Ofcourse who Would of said no? ''Sure i'll come round in about 15 Minutes okay?''. Liz was fine about it and seemed different to normal. She had a strange tone of voice. Later on i arrived at her house and she welcomed me with a small hug and then a 10( Or so) Second kiss. She was wearing a black top with some grey pattens on and a Small Black skirt tights. We talked for about 5 minutes then Went into her room upstairs. I asked her where her Mum was (Her dad had left her a few months back) and she said she is staying round a friends for the night. I said what time i had to be gone by 10pm and she said ''Thats not upto you to decide anymore. She quickly threw me onto her bed and started violently kissing me inserting her tounge deep into my throat. She then said ''If you want more of that you should stay still. She quickly rumages through her drawers and gets some socks and ties my hands and feet together.''What are you do...'' She sat straight on my face with her skirt around my head, my face in her underwear. 'Shhh Your my slave boy now, and you'll talk when i say you okay. I replied with a murmered ''Okay'' She got up and took of her Top, just leaving her Bra on. She took off her socks and told me to suck her toes. ''That's kind of disgusting don't you think'' I replied and then she said I've got alot worse in stock if you have that attitude, now suck them. ''No, im not going to suck your toes'' I said, ''Fair enough but your doing worse now!'' She got up and once again sat on my face, but this time she pushed all of her weight on my face so my face was litterally up her ass. She reached over and grabbed some Duct tape on her Bed-Side table, and begun to remove her skirt. I was starting to get a bit concerned when she was riding my face with her ass. She then got up and said ''You ready for dinner?'' She locked her door and closed her Curtains and started to remove her Underwear releaving her Tidy pussy. My face dropped at this point, she jumped on me and shoved her Panties, which were still warm and had a disturbing taste, into my mouth and duct taped it shut. She sat on my Chest which her pussy about 10cm away from my face. ''Do you want to suck my toes now?'' She said. I nodded my head as soon as she finished the sentage. ''I dunno actually i think you have to be punished a little bit first. She started to quickly rub her feet all over my face and then she ripped the duct tape and panties out of my mouth. ''OW!'' I shouted. ''Better obey me next time, slave boy, now suck the toes. I open my mouth and she put her toes in my mouth and i started sucking. It wasn't nice whatsoever. After about a minute of me sucking her toes she sat up and said ''Good boy, you deserve a little treat don't you.'' She got up and once again sat on my face this time with my face directly up her ass she starts riding my face getting more and more exited. She was getting ready to unlease her load so she slid down my face onto my chest and said ''Oooh please me slave boy'' She grabbed me by the hair and pushed my face into her pussy so my lips were placed directly where she wanted it. ''LICK IT NOW!!!, she shouted and started to ride my face like mad with her pussy, I started liking queit slow, ''FASTER, FASTER!'' She shouted pulling my face deeper into her as i started licking faster. ''She screamed out with an orgasm and Cummed on my face, after i had finished licking all of it off, I said ''That was actually quiet good'' She got up and kissed me on the lips while smiling. ''We will have to do this again sometime then.'' She smiled at me and gently said. We seemed to get on alot better after that. |
| Name: | Bony |
| Comments: | Yea, can we do something to let us see older posts? |
| Name: | M |
| Comments: | Why do older post dissapear, i can only see a certain amount of new posts. |
| Name: | Mike |
| E-mail address: | zethris@hotmail.com |
| Name: | imvw |
| Comments: | haha funny |
| Name: | 1 2 mabey 3 |
| Comments: | well you know what i thoght this was a website not the SATs so f you |
| Name: | Tie Die Larry |
| E-mail address: | lawrence.sheffield@careers.own.tv |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.facebook.com/pages/Lincoln-Shitting/123450471002828 |
| Comments: |
In regards to that last post, does spelling count here? I may know how to spell, but that's only because I was fortunate enough to have an older sister who tied me to the radiator, which is where I learned to spell. We played a game. First, she would have me spell an easy word like "log" and then she would have me spell a tough word like "flatulence." Let me tell you, I spent most of my summer vacations spelling whilst tied up. So for those of us who can spell and have the scars to show for it, the Internet is a smooth ride. But the memories last a lifetime. |
| Name: | ABC |
| Comments: | Hey 1 2 mabey 3
You said that you're 23???? My God........You have the writing talent of a 8 year old. Learn to spell, please!!! Try using some of the basic puctuation skills that you should have learned in 2nd & 3rd grade........ |
| Name: | 1 2 mabey 3 |
| Comments: | i was abut 23 at the time and i had a few friends(three all girls) coming over for a sesion we had a test the next morning. i left the house for about half and hour and apperantly while i was gone they went through my favorites and found all the bondage websites that i ahad and the three made a plan. so the next weekend they invited me to (ummmmmm lets call her carie)caries house for some drinks when i got their i saw a note on the door that said to come in so when i walk in to the house i didnt see anyone so when i walked around i heard a faint voice but its muffled so i walk into caries bed room and the first thing i see is( lets call them marie and jessica) marie and jessica both tied up and gagged on the floor naked and looking at me when i walk in a hand comes over my mouth and says its ok we just want a little fun we say the favorites and then i relise that this is going to be a fun weekend. caire said that see would let me go if i promised to be quite i noded. she let me go and take of my cloths and through me onto the bed i start to say soemthing but a tape gag is put over me and carie says that i just broke our deal and that she was going to have to gag me so while i sat their she worked on me she tied my hands behind my back and my feet together. then she takes her own cloths off and sits on top of me and starts massaging my penis and she keeps going almost to peek and then stops and then says that he wants to give marie and jessica tie with me so she unties jessica and jessica ties carie up and gagges her jessica dosent beat around the bush she goes right to the sex and when its done i dont thok i can move a musscle it was so good. at that point we where done for the night so jessica slept with me the next morning i woke up hog tied and cleave gagged on the floor and this time marie was untied while jessica was tie to a chair and carie tied to a pole so this time maire was really talkative when ever i mmmhhpppped she woold say shhhhhh dont make to much noise we dont want to neibors to hear but she had really big boobs and i coudnt complain so when we had sex it was great and for a while after the sex we all took turns getting videos fo each of us tied up naked for our disposale. i am married to jessica now and i still have those video when ever we want to get turned on we just put those videos on and have mind blowing sex |
| Name: | Bannana bread |
| Comments: | i was tied up |
| Name: | Nicky V. |
| Comments: | The MisAdventures of Davey Burton: Part II
--------------------------------------------------- I was asleep for what felt like days, but in reality was only about 9 hours or so, judging by the clock in Michelle's room. I had woken up feeling her arms wrapped around my bare torso, her face buried into my neck, and the fabric of her dress still caressing my legs, I wanted to stay like that forever. In fact, that's the only thing I was able to do in that moment, just lie there, being restrained by my own socks wearing just my boxers which by the way, were pink with red hearts on, they were bought for me by a chum as a joke birthday present, I would have felt embarrassed but Michelle seemed to really like them, so I wasn't to bothered. Michelle lifted her head from my neck and stroked down my torso, pulling back the waistband of my boxers and snapping it back, giggling. "Morning cutie, nice sleep?"She enquired with a hint of playful mocking in her voice, I could only giggle which seemed to be a valid response.Getting up off the bed, Michelle stretched her arms out wide, which pushed forward her chest a little, making her even more beautiful. "You want any breakfast or anything Davey? It's gonna be a big day today what with you meeting the girls an' all!" She beamed. "Just a sausage sandwich please, these girls your friends?" "Yeah" Michelle replied, "They are all excited to meet you, I sent a picture of you to their cellphones and they all went crazy!" "Cool!" was all I could muster, but at that point I did feel very excited just at the thought of being surrounded by Michelle's gorgeous friends.It seemed to show too, as I had risen from beneath my shorts which pleasently suprised Michelle who gave the bulge a playful tug and a short rush of excitement came over us both. A few hours later, after I had eaten, dressed,freshened up and stretched my legs I followed Michelle into her living room, which had red walls and black leather furniture, which suprised me, but I liked it. "So,you here on your own then?" I asked, curious to wether her parents knew about any of this. "Yeah, my parents run the Yates's Motel down the street, and they stay there permenantly, so apart from when the girls come over, I'm all alone, but not anymore sexy!" She said, clasping a hand on my arse and kissing me hard. "The Yates?" I asked excitedly, "D'ya think I could get my luggage back?" "Sure, for some reason people are always complaining about it going missing after they leave the room for a day, when all that's happened is that they have put everything in drawers for you and have taken your empty suitase to the lobby." "Oh, right!" I said, feeling releived and slightly stupid. Half an hour later, Michelle's friends arrived and they behaved exactly the way I thought they would, and some of them wearing sexy long evening dresses and others wearing long sleeved turtlenecks with long black skirts with a split up the side showing their below knee leather boots. giggling hysterically and flirting with me every chance they had, which didn't bother me at all. One of Michelle's friends, Tina's Mum worked at the Motel and Tina had brought my luggage with her, suggesting I got changed upstairs. I came back down a few minutes later in a pair of black trousers and a black and white striped shirt and a plain white T-shirt underneath. A game of spin the bottle was about to start, but with a twist. No matter who the bottle landed on, it was always me who was getting kissed or dared or commanded. It was quite exciting really, then one of the girls, Eva got bored and decided it'd be a good idea to put me on a lead complete with dog-collar, and that they'd film it. Before I had time to protest, Eva tackled me to the floor and some others pinned me down, Michelle put her foot on my chest to hold me steady whilst Tina undid my fly and slowly took off my trousers, shoes and socks, she then held my legs down and caressed them as the other girls took off the rest of my clothes leaving me in my boxers again, Eva then put the collar and leash around my neck and ordered me to sit at her feet as she ruffled my hair and the other girls tickled me, causing me to giggle like mad. 'I could get used to this', I thought happily........ To Be Continued...... |
| Name: | ABC |
| Comments: | mc.....
What story are you referring to? there have been lots of good stories. |
| Name: | mc |
| E-mail address: | pal06@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | this is the best story i have read but make amovie of the actual thing and that will be even better |
| Name: | Anonymous |
| Comments: | Hey, does anyone happen to know how to get to the old stories? |
| Name: | zz |
| Comments: | is there anymore stories such as this bundy??..they are fantastic |
| Name: | Nicky V. |
| Comments: | This is my first time, and I'm improvising most of this, so please, don't judge my efforts too harshly, yes the story'll be a bit silly and farfetched, but that's what the imagination's about isn't it?
Anyway, now on to The MisAdventures of Davey Burton. Typical, absolutley typical. I travel over to America from England for a Gap-Year after my 18th Birthday and something goes wrong, that something being all my luggage sudennly lost and I had only the clothes on my back which due to a party at the motel that night was a black tuxedo witha red cummerbund and red bow tie. Admittedly I was stupidly overdressed but that dosen't matter now and that was all thanks to the Motel I was staying at. I was fustrated with the staff and stormed out into the light drizzle of rain, I had no idea where I was going, but I needed to find shelter and fast. It was nearing darkness at 10pm and I ran over to the first house I came across. Impatiently I knocked on the door, my rapping knuckles harmonious to the rain pattering onto the roof tiles. After a few minutes a girl answered the door, I'm not the sort of chap to fall for someone on sight but she was stunning, with long smooth brown hair and deep hazel eyes, and for whatever reason, her lips made up in heavy red. She was wearing a black floor length dress, which was unusual but then again, here I am roaming the streets of some American suburb in a Tux so who am I to judge? "May I help you?" She inquired, smiling a little which was presumably at the sight of me in a slightly damp Tuxedo. "Erm.....well.....yes." I replied."I'm looking for somewhere to stay see, I was staying at the Norbit Yates motel when my lugga......" She placed her soft finger to my lips. "You can stay with us, if you want to that is." She purred, raising an eyebrow and looking me up and down and then biting her lip as if to supress something. I hesitated for a second, but even that was too much for the impatient girl, who had now grabbed me by the arm and pulled me inside, both of us giggling. After I was safley inside, the door was slammed and then to my suprise,locked. "Oh, don't look so shocked, it is late after all." She smiled, staring deeply into my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I suppose it is." I shrugged, smiling back. "Your'e English, right? That's sooo cute!" She giggled. "And your tux is too, that all you have, you know since your luggage went missing?" "Yeah, sadly" I sighed "I'm Davey by the way." "Michelle" She said, still beaming. By this point I was rather tired, so naturally, I yawned. "Awwww, is somebody sleepy?" Michelle asked playfully, "I'd better get you to bed Davey, before you pass out." Suddenly I was dragged upstairs by Michelle who led me to her bedroom, She then pushed me gently onto the bed and pulled back the duvet covers. Michelle then started to undress me, she was breathing excitedly and giggling throughout, first she unbuttoned and removed my blazer, tossing it aside. As she was unbuttoning my shirt, she started to kiss me hard on the mouth, our tounges touching each other wildly, both of us enjoying the pleasent suprises that this rainy night had to offer. After tossing my shirt aside, Michelle ran her soft fingers down my bare chest and down to the waist of my trousers.She quickly removed my shoes and socks, and pushed me again, so that I was lying on my back in her bad, then she used my socks to tie me to the bedposts.She briefly stood back, admiring her handiwork. Walking over to her dresser, she produced a feather, and after slowly walking up to me, started tickling my feet with it, this caused me to laugh uncontrollably. "Awww, your laughter is adorable!" She coo'd, then leaned over me, her hands caressing my trussed thighs, moaning she snapped away my cummerbund and slowly undid my fly. "Oh, Davey. You are so HOT!" She exclaimed with pleasure as she leaped on top of me, frantically kissing my face, chest and shoulders, leaving red lipstick smudge stains on me. Leaning back a little, Michelle then whipped off my trousers, which caused us both to moan pleasurably, exposing my boxers, once againg she pounced this time carresing my legs with the sensual fabric of her evening dress and we were vigerously kissing each other again. I could feel myself rising from underneath my shorts, Michelle then grabbed the buge and gently squeezed it. Climbing off me, Michelle reached over for a small green bottle on her dresser,and pouring some of the liquid on to a clean cloth, she bought it towards my mouth which caused everything to go black, as I was losing consciousness, I heard her say "Night-night loverboy, we'll have some fun tomorrow!" To Be Continued. Feel free to comment! |
| Name: | Al-Bundy |
| Comments: | This is another story that I found in the archives. The author's name is Carol and she wrote this in 2007. She had previously written about when she and her friends tied up her husband and buried him in the sand up to his head. This, I guess is a continuation.
============================================ Written by Carol 04/2007 Last weekend, my husband was tied up in a way that he asked me to do a few times. Since last year, when me and two of my friends buried him in sand up to his head, we’ve only had one outdoor bondage experience. But this past weekend, the temperature was in the mid 70s and very comfortable to spend the day outside. About a month ago, Peter and me had a bondage night with him tied to our bed. His hands and feet were tied to the bedposts and we both had a lot of fun that night. Peter knows that I really like having him tied this way because I have him completely exposed for any pleasure that I want to have. Anyway, he told me that sometime this summer I should tie him to stakes outside. Of course, I liked the idea and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. When I’ve talked with my friends, Mary and Lisa, I told them about this and they both said that they’d love to help me stake him out. With the weekend coming, I called them to see if they wanted to come over to my house. Mary was going to be out of town, but Lisa said that she wouldn’t miss this for the world. On Saturday afternoon I told Pete that, if he wanted, I could tie him down to the stakes tomorrow. Knowing full well that he would eagerly agree, I told him to make a Home Depot run to get some wood stakes. When he got home, he had bought 2 round poles and then cut them in half. Of course, when he cut them, he also sharpened one end of each so that they could be hammered into the ground easier. Peter was so eager about this that he spent part of the evening hammering the 4 stakes into the back lawn next to the patio deck. Each of the stakes was about 3 feet long and he must have driven them into the ground at least 2 feet. On Sunday morning, we had breakfast and did some household chores. At about 11:00, Lisa arrived as planned. I didn’t tell Pete that Lisa was coming over, and at first he seemed a little disappointed. But when I told him to strip down to his shorts, he knew what was going to happen. Lisa and me changed into our bikinis and we walked Peter outside and had him lay down on his back on a towel that I laid out. He was already hard from the anticipation, but when I pulled his shorts off, his cock was standing straight up. Lisa took one foot and I grabbed the other and we started tying his feet to the stakes. His legs were stretched out and spread widely apart just the way that I wanted. When we finished tying his feet, we both took a wrist and tied one end of the rope around them. We had him lay back down and pulled his hands and arms above his head towards the other two stakes. I told Peter to stretch out as much as he could and we pulled tightly on the rope before we wrapped it around the stakes and then tied the rope to the stakes. Peter was now stretched out spread eagled and barely able to even move. As I was knelling next to Pete, my thoughts wandered to the fun that I could have with him staked out as he was. Lisa and me teasingly toyed with our prisoner by lightly dragging our fingers up and down his sides and an occasional slow stroke on his hard cock. We stood up and went to our chaise lounges to lay comfortably in the sun. I was sure that Peter wasn’t uncomfortable, but I doubt that he was as comfy as Lisa and I were. Plus, I knew that he enjoyed being a naked captive of two women. For about 15 minutes, we watched my husband squirm and try to escape from his situation. I could see that the more he struggled, Pete was able to have more movement. An idea came to mind, and I went to the garage to get a few things. I asked Lisa to fix us a drink and when I came back, I showed Lisa a tent stake and some twine. We walked over to Peter and he stared up at us smiling down upon him, sipping on our drinks. I said that he’s fighting too much and I was going to put a stop to it. I knelled down between his spread legs and held his balls in my hand, lightly squeezing them. I started wrapping the twine around his ball sack, separating them from his dick, and then tied a knot. As I was doing this he had his head raised wondering what I was doing. Lisa was standing next to Peter and was watching Peter’s reaction as I tightened the twine around his nuts. I then hammered the tent stake into the ground between his knees and pulled on the end of the twine. As I pulled the twine taut, his balls were being pulled upon and I know that he probably didn’t like the sensation. But I actually enjoyed watching his reaction to the pain that I was inflicting on him. Lisa was laughing and also enjoying the teasing torment on him. I tied off the end of the twine to the tent stake, knowing that he wasn’t even able to raise his hips. Peter tried to adjust by wiggling his body down a little and his legs were now able to bend slightly. So Lisa and me retied his legs to make sure that every movement by Peter would cause him a slight pain. We got up and stood next to his chest and watched his reaction to the smiles on Lisa’s and me. Peter was now hard once again, and with his balls being pulled away from his body, it made me hot knowing that there was nothing he could about it. Just for these few short minutes, I was aware that Peter wanted release. But I was not yet ready. Lisa said that he should at least have a coating of sunscreen since he’s so exposed to the sun. We started rubbing his body with the lotion and this only made him harder and created more stress on his balls being tugged on. Peter would moan and whine from our torment and teasing, but we were enjoying the control that we were having. He tried to raise his hips up a little and he let out a restrained scream. Both Lisa and me looked at each other in amusement. But I said, “OK…no more of that!!!” Peter thought that I was going to untie his balls, but instead I got up and went into the house and got a ballgag that we’ve had for year, along with something else to make his situation more uncomfortable. I came back out to where my husband was staked out and told him that one more sound out of him and I’d gag him. Since we live on nearly 20 acres of land and our nearest neighbor is 3/4 of a mile from us, no one would be able to hear him except me and Lisa. But I was going to do this anyway. I looked down at the string connecting his balls to the stake and I told Lisa to “go ahead”. She placed her foot on the string and slowly pressed down on it. The added pressure pulled on his balls even more than they already were and he let out an agonizing moan which we were anticipating. I bent down next to him and stuffed the gag into his mouth and then buckled the straps behind his head. I gave a wooden clothespin to Lisa and together we attached them to his nipples which made him squeal through his gag. After a few minutes of watching his discomfort, and tantalizing him by our presence standing above him, we went back onto the deck and laid down on the chaise sipping on our drinks. We talked and enjoyed the sight of Peter staked down naked and helpless in front of us. Every movement that he made, we could hear an uncomfortable and muffled moan from him. He could hear our giggles which, I’m sure, added to his agony. After about 10 minutes, Lisa walked over to Peter and mischievously told him that he looked too comfy. She bent down and took one of the clothespins off and then reattached it at a different angle. Even from where I was, I could see Peter flinch from the new sting of burning pain. Lisa then did the same with the second clothespin and then dragged her fingernails over his cock over and over. She stood up watching Peter’s reaction at the frustration and agony that he must have been feeling. Lisa came back and laid down again and I complimented her on her devious torment. Either she or I would do this every 10 minutes or so for the next hour and every time we would also pull on the string to tug on his balls. One time I pushed my foot on the string and kept it there for a minute. Peter was in agony, and I knew it, but this was just too entertaining for me and Lisa. Besides, eventually, he knew that he would receive a very pleasurable experience. But until that time, Lisa and me were enjoying ourselves. At one point I was stepping down on the string and Lisa readjusted the clothes pins. I can not describe the muffled howl coming from my husband as he lay tortured at my feet spread out so vulnerable. We decided to give him another rub down with the sunscreen. With every passing of our hands, there were repeated moans of pleasure coming from his gagged mouth. Being as devious as we are, either me or Lisa would bump against one of the clothespins as we ran our oily hands of Peter’s chest. With the slightest twist of the clothespin, he was pinched him over and over to our delight. When his legs were being rubbed, we would flick our fingers on the twine and watch him tense up. Amazingly, we had been able to keep Pete hard almost the entire two hours that he’d been staked down. But we still weren’t ready to satisfy his needs. I could see that the string from his balls to the stake wasn’t as tight as before. From the repeated stepping on it and pulling, it must have stretched a little, so I untied it from the stake and asked Lisa to tie it again. She pulled on the string, leaving no slack, and pulled on it just a tad more before wrapping the end around the tent stake and tying it off. Leaving him there, tied to the stakes and in continuous discomfort, we again went back to the deck to lie out under the sun and enjoy the sight before us. While we were lying there, my friend from work, Amanda called. Amanda has never taken part in any of Peter’s and my “activities, but she does know that Lisa and Mary have sometimes participated. Amanda is about 10 years younger than me, has a fantastic body and is very cute. She also has expressed interest in bondage, however. But I wasn’t sure how much she was interested. So I hesitantly told her that right now, I had Peter staked out on the back lawn. She said “What??” I repeated that he was tied down to 4 stakes. She was a bit shocked and had a nervous giggle, but seemed cool with it. We talked for a few minutes and we made arrangements to go to dinner some night. But she ended the conversation by saying that sometime she would like to see how I tie him up. So, there might be another story coming. While I was on the phone with Amanda, Lisa went over to where Peter was staked out and adjusted the clothespins once again. As she was standing above him as he stared up at her, I becoming more and more excited. Once I finished my conversation with Amanda, I walked over to them and stood opposite Lisa with Peter between us. I said that I can’t take any more and took my bathing suit bottom off and straddled my husbands face. With his face between my legs, I smiled down upon him and reached behind his head to unbuckle the straps of the gag. I wanted his mouth and tongue sucking and licking my pussy. I took his hair in my hand and pulled his face into me. His tongue started going at me and it felt wonderful. I was rocking and shifting over his helpless face and loving it. His tongue probed deep inside me and my juices were drowning him. This was so erotic as I rode his face to orgasm. I was totally oblivious to Lisa and didn’t know that she started playing with balls. The vibrations from his moans were sending shivers through me and I soon came over his face. I had him give me another orgasm that felt as wonderful as the first. I collapsed forward with my wet pussy dripping over him. After a few minutes to recover, I climbed off and let Lisa enjoy the pleasures of Peter’s mouth and tongue. I laid between my husbands spread legs, and played with the string connected to Pete’s balls. Lisa would reach behind her and twist on the clothespins that surely gave Peter a pain-pleasure experience. It took over 20 minutes for Lisa to cum and when she did, she exploded in a loud and screaming “OHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh”. I knew that Peter was ready to explode, so as Lisa stayed riding his face, I mounted his blood engorged cock. It felt like never before as I slide down his shaft. I had mounted him so that my back was to Lisa and I was looking down Peter’s spread legs. I slowly rocked and Peter painfully was raising his hips to be deep inside me. I leaned forward and was poking and tugging at the string, knowing full well that this was causing him excruciating pain. Lisa soon had another orgasm and I was nearing another too. Together, we rode Peter and I think we were enjoying this more than he was. Lisa was continuing to twist the clothespins and I was still playing with the string tied to his balls. I finally had my orgasm, and then another came so quickly after. I was still anticipating Peter to cum, but after me riding him for two of my own, he still hadn’t cum. I leaned forward and started shifting my hips up and down faster and faster and it took another 5 minutes for him to finally release his load into me. With Lisa smothering his face, his scream of pleasure vibrated into her and she had cum once again. Peter has never shot his load in such a violent way. We got off of him and we laid down next to him for all of us to calm down from the pleasing experience we all shared. His balls were still tied and stretched from his body, and we still had the clothespins attached. Lisa and me would sometimes pinch them or twist them as we ran our hands over him. With the stroking of our hands, Peter amazingly soon became hard again. We eventually got up and wrapped towels around us and stared down at my husband. I bent down and pulled on one of the pins until it was pulled off. I did the same to the other. But I left his balls tied to the tent stake as Lisa and me went into the house. We refreshed ourselves and got dressed and went back outside and had a drink. Peter wanted release from his helpless position and all he could do was watch us enjoy his predicament. When we finished our drinks, we walked over to where he was helplessly staked down. As we stood over him, he pleaded to me to release his balls. I smiled and said, “but this is so much fun”. I told Lisa to step down one more time and when she did, Peter screamed out. We were surprised by his scream of agony but still laughed at him. But that was enough and we untied the string from the tent stake. He moaned from the release of pressure on his balls and his cock seeped more cum when I untied the string around his balls. We left him tied to the stakes for another 15 minutes as Lisa and me stood above him and talked about the entire experience. Peter was quiet and never asked us to free him. I guess he was too busy recovering from the constant pain and torture that we put him through. But we did untie his hands and feet, and helped him stand up. He said that his entire body was stiff and it seemed to last the rest of the day and evening. But was it worth it? Hell …..YES!!!! He told me that he totally enjoyed this and wants to do this again, but easy on his balls. All I can say that since Mary couldn’t “play” this time, we just might have to do this again. Perhaps even Amanda too. Too bad our weather prediction is well into the 90s this weekend. I could have made plans. LOL |
| Name: | Bill |
| Comments: | damn bob write more ur stories are fantastic! |
| Name: | Suprised |
| Comments: | This happened to me when I was 15
It was wednesday I had jus finished my school lunch so I went into the english corridor My vision went hazy for a second I thought it was nothing but my limbs went shaky and my vision went hazy again I tried to shout out for help but there was no one here and the teachers all went out for a conference I fainted I heard faint voices as my vision quickly came back but still hazy A voice said " wake up bitch" I tried to stand up but I railed When my vision came back I noticed I was sitting on a chair an there was a girls down jacket wrapped me . The sleeves were tied behind me so I couldn't move I felt cold I noticed I was naked ( an exeption for the jacket ) My cock was Hard I looked up and there was two girls there both in my class ( for safety reasons I'll call them 1 & 2 ) 1 said well look who's awake 2 said I wonder how ur dick tastes My vision was still hazy and I said " wait I didn't see or feel u cloroforn me" 1 said oh ye we drugged ur food I said what well whatever can I get my clothes and go 2 said sorry but no . She began to bend down as the door opened , it was our science teacher ( I'll call her T ) Whats going on here she said . I said umm they apparently drugged me and tied me up, T said u two r in so much trouble unless I get in as well 1&2 shocked said ok . T bent down and grabbed my cock and said ok what r the 3 motions of forces I said push , she pushed my cock in wards I then said pull , she pulled it and said and twist , she twisted it . I screamed in pain , she said question number two how many bowl fish suck one fishes blood , I replied three , she called 1&2 down and told them to suck they sucked and sucked until the home time bell rang , I cummed three times , she then said do want to go for a ride... To be continued please comment |
| Name: | Bob123 |
| Comments: | About 20 minutes later i felt the bag being droped on the floor. The big was unzippered and Ashley and Lily pulled me out. I was still wearing the clothes and they dumped me on Ashley's bed. Ashley said it was time for a new gag and took off my other one. She stuffed a bramd new pair of underwear in my mouth and started to wrap duck tape all around it. Lily grabbed my arms and feet and tied me spread eagle to the bed. She quickly tied a blindfold aroung my eyes and left me lyign there. Soon I felt the weoght of two girls sitting on me and felt them moving around and laughing.. Soon they left me lying there… Hours past and they finally returned. Ashley and Lily had both changed to be wearing short shorts short boots and there bras. Ashley sat down on me and started to kiss me deeply. Lily started to rub against me and deeply kiss me. Then Ashely untied me from the bed and tied my hands and feet very tightly behind my back. I struggled to move but couldn't escape. Soon Ashley removed the uggs on my feet and started to rub her long nails along my feet while Lily did the same on my body. I was shaking around and panting until finally they stopped. Lily said it was time to go to bed and they both got in one on each side of me. They pulled me close and the rest of the night I was pushed around by the two girls. In the morning they had to go to school and they left me tied up in the closet tightly with a fresh strong gag and new leggings, leather boots, and a t-shirt. I sturggled with no use the entire day to no prevail.
They came in at 5 and Lily said "what should we do with him?" Ashley said she had just the idea. First, she took off her long smelly leggings and stuffed them into my mouth. they tasted horrible. Then she pushed me on the floor anf produced a collar which she putaround my neck. Lily laughed and got on my back. She started to push me around kicking me whenever I stopped. Then Ashley took off the collar and pushed me on the floor. She took off all her clothes and then mine. Slowly she pulled on all of her sweaty clothes that she had worn all day on me. Her tight skinny jeans, knee high uggs, t-shirt and winter coat. She then picked me up and put me in a chair. She tied me tighly to it and Lily came in and sat on my lap. She groped me and kissed me deeply. The rest of my life I was there slave with the same routine happeneing again and again. If you have any requests please ask me on the webpage and I will write them. |
| Name: | jshsyksdc |
| Comments: | I couldn't believe what was happening.
I was rolling around on the bed with my arms and my legs arched behind my back, mmphing and mmphing, with her standing over me laughing and playfully slapping my behind. I was helpless. What had gotten into her? "You know, Paul, this is actually really fun... and I never thought I'd say that." She held me still and after removing the tape from my ankles (the rope still held them firmly), she used more rope to reinforce my bindings. By the end of it I was restrained under a cornucopia of aesthetically pleasing knots and rope patterns, like it was done by a professional. There was no way I could move any of my limbs or make a sound; the only thing I could do was roll from side to side. "Mmmmphhhh!" "Mmmmphhhh!" I continued to yell through the gag. "Paul, shhhhhh - struggling isn't going to get you anywhere." There was no way I would have consented to this if I knew this was what would happen. It was too late; I was on the bed completely helpless and there was nothing I could do. I was at the mercy of my petite girlfriend... |
| Name: | Robert |
| E-mail address: | Rob4567@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | Hi
Been a fan of this site for some time. I interested in hearing any experiences where a guy was tied up (either by surprise, or willing -- or he experienced another guy tied up) - then his shoes were removed and feet tickle tortured? Anyone know of any experiences like this? please post here on this site |
| Name: | jshsyksdc |
| Comments: | I've been in a relationship with my twenty-year-old girlfriend for just over a year now. She is stunningly good looking and she always keeps herself well groomed. The size difference between us is quite large; me being almost a foot taller than her. Her innocence is what always attracted me to her, and I couldn't imagine her any other way.
At one point I wanted to have a bit of fun and get her to tie me up - or at least try to. Initially when I first brought it up she clearly didn't know much about bondage, so I had to explain much of it to her. She listened and took it all in but thought it was kind of silly. It took much persuading on my part but eventually she gave in; we agreed that she would tie me up in whatever way she wanted and then she would do to me as she pleased. All the while I was keeping a secret; I didn't want to get tied up; however, I knew that she wouldn't be capable of carrying it out due to her innocent nature. She said she would try it, but I was certain she'd back out of it. I just thought it would be funny to tease her a little bit when the time came. So, the next day, we were alone at her place in the bedroom where I had brought a few coils of rope that I had stored in my garage. She was nearly ready. We had established that she would first tie my hands behind my back - something light and basic. I got on my knees on the made bed, facing the other way with my hands behind my back, and waited. I heard some rummaging in the background; it sounded like she was getting something out of her closet. I was curious as to what she was doing; I only knew about the rope, and surely she wasn't planning on using something else. I had convinced myself that tying my hands behind my back would be the farthest she would get. She always was the "good girl", and I loved her for it. After a few minutes, I finally felt some rope being wrapped around my wrists. "How are you doing?" she asked. "I'm doing great.", I replied, with a slight chuckle. I felt the rope being wrapped around numerous times - the hold getting tighter and tighter - and eventually I felt her top it off with a tight knot. I was surprised at how tight she did it; I couldn't move my arms and I couldn't reach the knot with my fingers. There was no escape. I turned around to see her staring and admiring her handiwork. That was as far as I thought it would go. I noticed her give a subtle grin. It was almost a seductive grin, but it didn't seem like she wanted me to see it. I didn't know what to say. I expected to tease her reluctance, but she hadn't shown any yet. "Turn around." I turned back around, half expecting her to untie my hands. They were quite tight and I was beginning to feel slight pain. I heard some more commotion behind me, and after some time she unexpectedly said, "Open your mouth." What? Why? Is she going to gag me? No, she couldn't; I know her; she wouldn't go that fa-. Before I could finish my thought, her hand came around my head and she stuffed something in my mouth; I got a glimpse and I was pretty sure it was one of her panties. I quickly deduced that it was a clean pair. "No way!" I thought. Are you kidding? Before I knew what action to take next, she had come up right behind me, pressed some duct tape over my mouth and then began spinning an entire roll around my head. It was difficult for me to resist in the position I was in; hands tied behind my back, on my knees. In what seemed like a few seconds she had wrapped duct tape tightly around my head numerous times with the panties still in my mouth. She wasted no time in hastily grabbing my feet, putting my ankles together and coiling rope around them. She tied a tight knot and then took the liberty of wrapping duct tape around the rope for good measure. I could have resisted, but something was stopping me. I wasn't at all expecting it to go this far, but my extreme surprise just left me confused and almost dazed. I was tape gagged with something stuck in my mouth and I didn't know what to do. It was at that point that I realized I couldn't undo what had been done even if I wanted to. I began to yell through the gag. "Mmmmmphhhhh! Mmmmmphhhhhh! Mmmmphhhhh!" I fell on my side and my head was facing her. I looked at her wide-eyed, screaming, as she smiled and put her finger to her lips. "Shhhh.", she said, shushing me. Her natural, well groomed nails were flawlessly painted black, and her luscious lips were coated with a shiny lipgloss. She looked sexy and I couldn't help but get a stiffy. She turned me around so that my face was pressed against the bedsheets. Then, she used more rope to connect my hands to my feet, bringing me into a hogtie. My legs and my arms were strained in both directions, and I was in moderate pain. I was surprised at how much she knew about tying knots; she didn't know practically anything about bondage the day before and somehow she was able to do this. To be continued... |
| Name: | anonymous |
| Comments: | hey bob123, i loved the story. is it ovr, and if not can u finish it? |
| Name: | Pauq |
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| Name: | zz |
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| Name: | Al-Bundy |
| Comments: | I found this story in the archive that I found very exzciting. I thought I would share.
My husband, Peter, and I have been married for over 7 years and we have experimented in our sex lives. I won’t explain all of our experimentation, but we have enjoyed some of our escapades and there were some that were not fulfilling for us. However, I will tell you that bondage has been a thrill for both of us. There have been a few times when he has tied me up in various ways, but we both enjoy it more when I am in control and with him being in bondage. We live in the Southwestern part of the US and have almost 20 acres of land, so we have had adventures in the outdoors as well as indoors. Last summer, in September I think, Pete took a week off from work to do some work around the house. I had invited 2 of my friends over for drinks one day and we were watching him from the deck as he was out in the back yard. Both Lisa and Mary are very open-minded and have participated in a few of our games before. They both commented on how sexy Pete looked as he sweating and working in the yard. Suddenly we started talking about having him tied up out there and the three of us teasing and playing with him under the hot sun. We all were excited at the thought of him being helpless and covered with sweat as we toyed with him. We all had our ideas on how he could be tied up, but Mary came up with the most devious way. She suggested that we bury him up to his head. She said that she thought it would be absolutely miserable for him, yet he wouldn’t be in any pain. Lisa and me looked at each other and liked the idea. Since we lived in the southwest, there were plenty of sandy areas on our property and I knew of a place not far from the house that would be perfect. After a few minutes of talking and thinking about it, I told them that I would get Pete to dig a hole in that spot and that we could “bury his ass” tomorrow. After Lisa and Mary left, I asked Peter if he would do something special for me and I took him to where I wanted him to dig. Of course, he asked why I wanted him to dig a hole, but I only said because it was a surprise. After some more coaxing, he finally gave in and started digging. It took him over an hour, but there was a hole about 3 feet wide and maybe 4 feet deep. Later that night, Pete was understandably tired and we went to bed almost immediately after dinner. The next morning, I told Peter that Lisa and Mary would be coming over for lunch and that we planned on lying out in the sun afterward. I told him that I thought it’d be a pleasure if he’d join us. He said that he would. About 1:00, Lisa arrived and we talked for a bit until Mary showed up. Peter fixed drinks for us and over drinks I suggested that the three of us pamper and feed him and he wouldn’t even have to lift a finger. It was obvious that Peter liked the thought of that by his smile. And then his smile turned to surprise when I said that we would tie his hands. He wasn’t expecting to be tied up, but I knew that he wouldn’t complain about it either. Peter was aware that I had something special in store for him since only Lisa had participated in a couple of our bondage games before. I had Peter take his shirt off and asked him sit on a barstool to make it easier for his hands to be tied. Since Mary came up with the idea, I thought it fun to let her tie his hands while Lisa and me watched. She crossed his wrists behind his back and wound the clothesline rope around his wrists making sure that he couldn’t reach the rope with his fingers. She must have tied 4 or 5 knots in the rope as she was winding the rope around his wrists. There was no possible way for him to break free. We helped him off from the barstool and had him sit in a chair as I started making some sandwiches and preparing some other snacks. Meanwhile, Mary and Lisa changed into their bikinis. It didn’t take long for me to prepare our picnic lunch and then I went to go change too. While I was changing, Lisa and Mary sat with Peter and lightly teased him by running their fingers and hands over him getting him nice and hard. When I came back into the kitchen, we grabbed the picnic basket and a cooler and we walked Peter outside and to the sandy area where I had him dig the hole. It now occurred to him what we were going to do. He protested a little, but I assured him that there was no possible way that we would hurt him. Peter was very aware of this, however I knew he was a little scared. We sat him down next to the hole and we stripped down to our bikinis. Before we had him get into the hole, I tied his feet loosely together and ran my hand up and down his hardened cock. The three of us then helped him into the hole. It was deeper than I thought and Peter had to be on his knees to keep his head out of the hole. Mary, Lisa, and me then started pushing the sand into the hole around him. When we had him about halfway buried, I turned on a near-by hose and soaked the sand around him to make it heavy and impossible for him to move. Then we pushed more sand around him which I wet down some more. As I mentioned before, the hole was deeper than I thought and Peter had to stretch his neck and have his face looking up. The sand was packed down under his chin and his ears were barely above the ground. I could tell that he couldn’t even move his head from side to side. It was perrrrrrfect !!!!!! All he could do was stare up at Mary, Lisa, and me surrounding him. We taunted him some knowing that he was hard, but helpless to do anything about it. Knowing that he was unable to move an inch having his hands and feet tied and buried in the sand excited us. Lisa and Mary soon stood up and set up the beach chairs and towels. I kneeled in front of him and started running my fingers through his hair. I smiled upon him before leaning down and giving Peter a long kiss, which I’m sure that he enjoyed. I then stood up and stood inches from his exposed face. He stared up at me with an intense look that made me feel so powerful that it felt appropriate for me to lift my foot upon his exposed head. I felt more dominant than ever I’ve ever felt before. I smiled at who was helpless at my feet and enjoyed the pitiful look that he returned. We had set up the chairs about 10 feet in front of him so we could watch his agony of only being able to stare at us. After about 30 minutes, Lisa got up and gave Peter a drink of water. It was getting a little warm and had Peter asked for it. She knelled down and let the water slowly drip from her bottle into his mouth. However, I wanted to make it fun, so Mary and me got up and stood next where his head was sticking out of the sand and raised our bottles to let little drops of water fall over his face and mouth. Lisa laughed at our little harmless torture and Peter tried desperately to catch each droplet in his mouth, but we purposely were aiming for anywhere but his mouth. After a few minutes of our “Chinese Water Torture”, Lisa took a towel and dried off his exposed face. We verbally teased him of his predicament as we were standing around his head for a few minutes, but went back to our comfortable chairs. We watched him endure the warm sun beating down upon him and not complaining at all. We all were getting fairly warm after being there for almost an hour, so we each took the hose and sprayed the cold water over ourselves. I knew that this added to the torment that Peter was experiencing, but letting him watch 3 women in bikinis get ourselves wet all over, I’m sure kept him hard. We went back to our chairs and let the sun dry us. But it was now time for our picnic lunch. We laid a towel in front his head and as I let him take a bite of a sandwich. Mary would feed him cheese and chips and Lisa was providing with sips of soda. As promised, we had told him that we would feed him and he wouldn’t have to lift a finger, as if he could, but Lisa, Mary, and I loved this. We cleaned and picked up our mess and wiped his cheeks and mouth clean and we again surrounded his exposed face. As we stood above Peter’s face gazing up at us, I told him that it was now time for dessert. I pulled down the bottom portion of my bikini and stepped out of it. Mary and Lisa, who were on either side of me smiled because they knew what I going to do. Peter couldn’t take his eyes off of my pussy and he also knew that he’d soon be pleasing me. I sat in front of Peter on the towel that we had laid down before we fed him, and I stretched out my legs on either side of his head. I had to scrap away some sand from under his chin and in front of him because I wanted his mouth sucking directly on my pussy. As I squirmed closer to his tongue that was reaching out for me, I was becoming wet with anticipation. I felt his tongue split my lips. It felt so wonderful that I let out a moan that my friends could hear. I could hear both Lisa and Mary giggling behind me, but I was able to block their laughter out as I was getting lost in the moment. I closed my eyes and reached down to hold Peter’s head tightly between my spread thighs. He was sucking and licking all of my flowing juices as I smothered his face with my pussy. I have no idea how long it took for me to explode in one of the most wonderful orgasms that I’ve ever had, but I wasn’t satisfied with just one. I made my helpless husband make me cum a second time and it was just as delicious as the first. I slid myself away slightly to catch my breath and I looked down at his head sticking out of the ground. He looked so helpless and vulnerable and exhausted. He looked up at me with a pleading look on his face that looked so adorable. I consoled him by running my fingers through his hair and stroking my hands over his exposed face and cheeks. Once I caught by breath, I stood and wrapped a towel around me. I smiled down at my captive husband, knowing that the only escape for him was from me. I turned to my friends and they were both smiling as much as I was. Mary and Lisa got up and joined me in front of Peter. I remember that I seemed to be a little “weak in the knees” and they helped me back to the beach chairs. Lisa returned to where Peter was buried and wiped his face dry with a towel. It was so erotic to see Lisa kneeling next to Peter’s head sticking out of the sand and wiping him clean. I suddenly told her it was now her turn and she turned to me with excitement. She wasted no time in shedding her bikini and shoving her pussy over Peters face. Peter was helpless to argue, although I don’t think that he minded. Mary and me watched and it’s hard to explain how excited I was watching Lisa build up to an orgasm from Peter’s tongue and mouth. She rode his helpless face for at least 15 minutes before she screamed out in an obvious pleasing orgasm. Afterward she leaned over and then fell backwards onto her back, leaving Peter’s head squeezed between her spread legs. She layed there for a minute, enjoying the thrill that she had just experienced. Mary and me didn’t disturb her because I knew the pleasure that she just experienced. But she soon recuperated and leaned up to again wipe her juices from Peter’s face. She literally crawled back to her chair and joined Mary and myself and slipped back into her bikini. Mary was not to miss out. I had told her that she also would get her turn, but she wasn’t quite ready yet. She could see that Peter was exhausted from our torment. He had been tied up and buried in the sand for over 3 hours and completely unable to move any part of his body. Plus, we have kept him hard for almost the entire time. Mary walked over to him and knelled down to give him a drink and to comfort him by patting him on his pleasing head. But she returned and sat with Lisa and me to talk, laugh, enjoy the warm sun, and taunt my frustrated husband. We would occasionally get up and cool ourselves down by squirting ourselves with water from the hose and I would squirt Peter to keep his face and head cool. However, when I wasn’t looking, Mary was preparing herself for her pleasure. She had wrapped a towel around herself and stripped down. The three of us surrounded the exposed head of my husband and all he could do was to stare up at us standing around him. Mary moved in front of him and smiled down at his face looking up at her. Lisa and me stepped back and went to our chairs to watch Mary cover Pete’s face with her pussy. She slowly squatted down and fell onto her butt. She opened up the towel that was covering her and slid herself to Peter’s face. She wrapped one leg around the back of his head to tightly press his face against her. We watched Mary slide her body up and down and squirm over his trapped face. It didn’t seem to take Mary much time to reach her orgasm but we knew that it must have been powerful for her. She screamed out letting us know how wonderful it felt for her. However, she didn’t move at all. She sat there with Peter’s mouth pressed against her pussy. She finally stretched her leg out, freeing his tapped head from her crotch. She stood up remarkable calmly and thanked Peter for making her feel so good and then came and sat with Lisa and me. We sat and talked for while longer before we decided to call it a day. After all this time, Peter must have felt miserable being neglected and hard for so long. Mary and Lisa started cleaning and packing up as I walked over to Peter. All he could do was stare up at me smiling upon him. I stood above him and we talked for a few minutes until Mary and Lisa walked up. The three of us still took great pleasure in Peter’s situation but we knew that we now had to dig him out. It took much longer to dug him out than it did to bury him 4 hours earlier, but we finally removed enough sand to help him out of the hole. We untied his feet but I kept his hands tied behind him because I had something special for him and we helped him walk to back to the patio deck where I laid Peter down on the chaise lounge. I had Lisa and Mary help me strap him down tightly to the lounge with some nylon webbing. He wanted his ordeal to end to relieve the agonizing throbbing and swelling in his groin, but he only would gain that release when I was ready. Lisa and Mary helped me wash the sand and dirt off of Peter by using the cold water from the garden hose. With cascading over his body, we all were rubbing and lightly scrubbing him with towels, which further excited him. Afterward, my friends had to leave knowing that Peter would receive a special reward for his service. For the next hour, I repeatedly brought my husband to the brink of shooting his wad, only to stop just short and leaving drops of his delicious cream oozing from his blood engorged cock. My bikini was soaking wet from my excitement of bringing him to that point over and over again. I decided the he should also be teasing me, so I stripped down and stuffed my dripping wet panties in his mouth and held them in place with another strap. I immediately went down on him providing Peter with the most intense oral stimulation and orgasm that he’d ever experience in his life. We both calmed down for a while and I finally freed my husband from his servitude. Later that night in bed, we made the most intense love that completely shattered both of our worlds. |