Stories of Tie Up Games

all bondage at very end

Pig slop hit him in the eye. Again.
“Fuuuuuuck!”
Henry Tobin threw the old wooden bucket on the ground, face red. His breathing was coming in small huffs. Sweat poured down his face mixing with what he optimistically called mud that covered his face. He would never ...

Every year that I’ve been single on Valentine’s Day, which has been every year so far, I go to the Meigma Kingdom Theme Park in my hometown of Atlanta. Every Valentine’s Day, when the park closes to children at sunset, the kissing trail opens. A line of kissing booths snakes around the park ...

don't know if I posted this here last year or not but below is the revised version if I did.

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The knock on her door interrupted Lena’s vibrator time. That was going to be a costly mistake. The little blonde didn’t even bother to change out of her pink nightie. The fact it showed off her ...

She was banging on the inside of the closet door again. She was screaming through her gag to be let out. To let her have me. It was what she was programmed for.
I found her in the yard. Not my yard but still. She was amazing. The most sensual thing I’ve ever seen. A cursory image search told me ...

Story 3
The Best Kind of Wicked (F/FM)

I steel myself. I’m not here for some damn Halloween party. I’m here for the woman who ruined my life. I’m here to confront my kidnapper.

My girlfriend Hanna and I were always a little kinky. We shared a perverted sense of humor. That Halloween, in fact ...

Story 2
Howdy, Micah (F/M)

We all have our own unique Halloween traditions. My brother loves to work in the haunted house scene. My coworker is really into costume contests. My parents love their old horror movies. Me? I love to carve pumpkins. I don’t mean I make measly little jack-o-lanterns ...

Story 1
Boy Toy (F/M)

“But Mom, it’s Halloween!”
My argument falls on deaf ears.
“I know it’s Halloween, Tyler. That’s why I’m being called in to help at the hospital. Someone’s Halloween got a little too exciting.”
“I already have plans.”
“You can go hang out with your ...

The rest of the month was spent punishment free. It was also spent touching free. It was driving her crazy. She just had to touch him again. She was thinking about that on the night of the Fourth. She had allowed him to stay late so they could watch the fireworks in her hot tub.
She paid them no ...

Once his punishment was complete, Edwin followed Mrs. Brauer deeper into the house.
“As my slave you will be expected to complete several activities each day. Since it’s only your first week we’ll start simple. I will assign you three things to do each day.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“As before ...

story contains gas lighting



Edwin stared down at his body in utter disbelief. How had he gotten himself into this situation? How had he ended up in his teacher’s bathroom in nothing but a slave harness? He had just wanted a part time job over the summer. College was coming in the fall, and he ...

I was pulled from my artificially heavy sleep by her leading me out of the room, out of my clothes, and into the shower. It took a moment to fully awaken. Once I did, I realized several things at once. She had drugged me and clearly gotten off on my helplessness. I stood there in the water ...

Shit! Shit! Shit! What had she done? Heather shook the sleeping boy as hard as she could.
“Wake up!”
He just smiled dumbly and slept on. Well, he wasn’t dead, that was a good sign. What the hell was she supposed to do now? She couldn’t let anyone see them like this. Fuck! She couldn’t let ...

Part 1 (mostly setup)
The line of her cleavage needed to be a little bolder. It didn’t match the depth of the real thing. If this was going to represent her it needed to be perfect. She was my muse. My inspiration. Honestly, just getting a glimpse of her felt like the only reason I had to live ...

please continue. I need a part 3.

Episode Four:
Little Freddie II

I stood there on her porch, shivering. My clothes were sticking to me and I was miserable. I just wanted to be inside. In the warmth. To be with Auntie Evie. She was even more beautiful than I remembered. Her body was also far curvier than I remembered. Had she ...

Episode 3:
Auntie Evie II

Freddie stood there on my porch, shivering. His tight white shirt was sticking to his surprisingly fit little body in a way that made me wet as well. For the first time in my life, I thought of my godson as a man and not a boy. As a man that made him prey.

“Can I come ...

“Have you tried unplugging it and plugging it back in?” Micheal droned.
The young computer technician scrunched his closed eyes and rubbed his temples. It was almost over. Just a few more minutes separated him from the start of the new year and his much needed two days off.
“I’m glad I ...

Jamie lay naked in bed, panting heavily. Her alabaster skin was sticky with sweat. Her blonde hair was a mess. Her massive tits rose and fell with every fevered breath. Her right hand clung tightly to the equally nude and slippery body of Mora beside her. She watched as the Latina’s brown skin ...

House 1215

The Goth arrived at 1215 Embrasser Avenue with a plan. She was going to kidnap the Cheerleader who lived there. She had nothing against the girl. She seemed nice. Sweet. Her cousin just really wanted someone like her as a slave. She’d take good care of her so The Goth was going to get ...

She leaves the room and I just lay there helpless. Every so often she returns to check on me before drugging me again. Each time she asks me questions.
“Do you find me sexy?”
“Do you like being tied up?”
“Are you submissive?”
“Do you like your life?”
“Have you ever been hypnotized ...

“Do you mind housesitting for us?” my brother asked.
“Me?”
“Please, don’t make a big deal out of this.”
“How can I not? You’re coming to Sid the Screwup for a favor?”
“Do we have to do this right now?”
“It’s been three years since you last deemed it necessary to talk to ...

Break a leg. It’s an old superstition in the theater. Saying ‘good luck’ is really bad luck. So you just say ‘break a leg’ instead. I never paid it much mind. Like I said, it was just a silly little superstition. That’s what I thought. Then came the night of our community theater debut ...

He shivered in anticipation. The hours he spent in this damn locker would all be worth it. All the online self-bondage lessons had not gone to waste. He was the perfect little package all tied up in his swim trunks. The birthday card hung proudly around his neck.

This had been the perfect plan ...

Part 1: Competition

Every city is known for something. For Carterville it was the fact it had more male strip clubs per capita than any other city in the world. It was also a low crime zone, which meant the number of cops out on the street at any given time would also be low. The clubs themselves ...

At least there was fur for my naked body to rest on. If there were not, then my current imprisonment would be unbearable. I was trapped in a drawer under a strange woman’s bed. How could I have let myself be talked into this mess? Oh right, her giant mommy milkers. That’s the cause of all my ...