Stories of Tie Up Games

020.

Two weeks, almost.

Blissful days, peace. Life and all it's separate parts ticking over, meshing like a well oiled machine.

Carnival moving along, the decisions made, those fortunate- we can only hope -three informed, given a date to return at which point we'll begin in earnest.

Fayth, still ...

022.

Alex fights me, harder towards the end something like panic apparent in her movements and- by that point -gag muffled words.

Except it's already too late.

"Hey look." Amused, even bending to pick one up off the floor. "It's just like in the...."

Voice drying up as she looks at me, rope ...

Yes.
B.
Yes.

Majority wins. I'll try to post today.

The aim here is to show the downward spiral, the low before the eventual- hopeful -high of Dorothy, a proper and safe relationship.

Which of course I shan't guarantee but which is perhaps what Brooke deserves, to be happy, to be well treated.

Spoilers :P



Oops :lol:


Besides, it would ...

Short chapter, because letting you have the options is fun, for us both I'm hoping

Three things, as before.

Is Alex stripped? YES or NO.

How is Alex tied? A, B, C.

Is Alex gagged? YES or NO.

Thanks all.

021.

Watching Alex's mouth as we stand across the room from each other. My room, a change of scene and I'm not a fucking idiot, remaining in St Christopher's, on campus likely would've been some form of death sentence.

Metaphorically speaking.

Seeing the smile grow, cheeky, hands lifting above ...

019.

I don't mention it, and nor does Fayth. We spend the day largely apart, her getting up to leave almost immediately following my rushed, somewhat panicked entrance into our shared cabin.

Because of that photo: Fayth, bound and hooded, Kira's prisoner in some manner or form.

Leaving, brushing ...

So it's to be something more, then? Aiming higher then a simple fuck, aiming to begin building towards that deeper connection.

Which I'll almost certainly fuck up, given my track record, but it's bad luck to mention such things on a first date.


Oof. I mean, I can understand where she is ...

020.

"Did you...."

Transfixed, and we really should be gone. I don't belong here after all, not in this school and not in this uniform.

But I. We, can't tear our eyes away.

Standing in the doorway to Alex's room, Alex beside me, close enough I can smell her and that fact, the close by scent of ...

A, thank you all

There haven't been very many readers or replies to these stories, so I wasn't sure if I should continue.


This guide should provide some useful tips, certainly I've read and taken parts of it on board.

https://tugstories.blog/viewtopic.php?t=13275

Additionally though I'll say that certainly ...

Enjoyed the fleeting evil thought of leaving Dorothy tied up, but glad the thoughtful Brooke returned to counteract it!


Indeed :) :lol: and I could've gone for it, had Brooke walk away.

Probably could've even recovered from it, kept the Dorothy/Brooke dynamic going despite it, the whole thing ...

Mariners116 wrote: 1 week ago
Once we watched it in library class in elementary school and I had to pretend not to be interested in it.

That can't of been easy?

Definitely holds up to the previous three

Great chapter, do love a pole tie, but rarely is it done this way around, made for a nice twist to things.

018.

Being a- committed -biker girl has it's drawbacks. For instance, my insistence on riding everywhere, even to Dorothy's house for a date.

A first date.

Because whatever flirting we did in Scotland, whatever it was that transpired in the kitchen, none of that counts, officially.

Taking the ...

Dorothy.

Who works in the waterpark, as a manager of some kind, judging by the individuality of her clothing.


Small world, I suppose.



This was my original idea, the base premise that everything else slowly grew out of.

Upset- at myself -for what I'd done to Plymouth, seeking a way back ...

Apologies for the severe delay, so much for regular updates :lol:

Life, getting in the way. And I can't promise to be as swift, so instead I may try writing longer chapters. Likely some will be longer, some still in the theme of what we've been doing, shorter, you having ALL the choice.

Either ...

019.

The Prefects collide, Tasha launching herself at Chelle, landing a gut punch, and a second before stepping back, watching as Chelle folds up, leg's gone, collapsing like a tall building laced with charges. Folding in on herself.

Chelle, crumpling to the floor.

"You." Not even looking, Tasha ...

Left it a day, and no new votes. So.

A, going with that.

017.

"Fucking." The following morning, post waking up, post jog, a different route this time and I'll keep mixing it up. Woodland today, out of Wickwar and downhill, into and around a smaller wood then Owl, back out and climbing towards home.

Stopping at the hotel, necessary, and in reception I ...

But what I wrote there, the multiple bondage scenarios running through Brooke's head whilst she ran towards the hotel room. I'd done those awhile ago, so no, it wasn't an intentional attempt :lol:



Fair enough - just seemed strangely coincidental :P



True :)




Hopefully her various ...

Jenny_S wrote: 1 week ago
Erica doesn’t answer right away.
Because she doesn’t know.
Because she has no plan.

But she needs one.
Fast.

And I for one am looking forward to discovering what this plan might be

Great chapter, the ending here especially, the short sentence structure. Excellent.

To be completely clear.

You're voting on who ISN'T bound.

Time Sammy got free, time we move the story out of Alex's bedroom. But.

Who ISN'T bound in the coming fight. Who, out of the three, moves forward with Sammy?

018.

"About. Um...." Alex, glancing across at me but there's no help from this quarter. I'm bound, gagged.

What kind of help could I possibly be?

"Do about what." Licking her lips, nervousness obvious. "Tasha?"
"About your apparent friendship with that fucking Pyre bitch." Half smile on her face ...

Hoped it would be C, good work and thank you both.