Stories of Tie Up Games

I love your story.

I particularly like you're having such a specific fetish for Converse sneakers. I don't share this fetish, but I share with you having a specific fetish that, like in your case, arise all my senses: touch, smell, taste, etc.

Fantastic! Thank you.

Great start. I can't wait to read more of it.

So exciting! Thanks.

I loved your story. Thank you.

I absolutely LOVE it!

Excellent! Thank you.
I just hope it was not too difficult for you to get free.

I want to check in now!

I love it. I can't wait to read more. Thank you!

I loved every word of it. Tak!

Great story.
I can't wait to read what happens next.

Wow!
I love it when he lets his spit flow into your mouth.

Great story. I can't wait to read more.

You had sneaked into the boat, and we only discovered you once we were too far from the coast to bring you back.
- What are we going to do with him? asks my friend.
- He doesn't seem dangerous, but we cannot take any risks. Grab some ropes from the cabin and let’s tie him up.

You look at me ...

Gret stories. I'm always tuned up by situations where one wears someone else's clothes. Particularly if it is one captor's clothes, and even more when wool sweaters are involved.
Thank you!

As you can guess, I love the idea of your head being forced into a wool baclava.

Excellent!

Will Dominic wear his captive's clothes? This is something that turns me on.

Looking forward to reading what's coming next.

(I agree with a former commenter: your text would be even better if cut into paragraphs.)

Great start. Can't wait to read next chapters.

Magnifique !

Great story, thank you!

Excellent, I love it.

Great story.
I like the thing about jerseys.
Thanks.

Excellent! Thank you!

I love it. Particularly when Glen makes you wear his sweatshirt. I love it when someone wears someone else's clothes. Even more if it's sweatshirts or, even more wool sweaters.

Thomas bursts out laughing:
- Nice catch! Where did you find this pretty prey?
- I did not have to look far, the animal threw itself into my nets on its own. And he seems to love it!
At first I am red with shame, but their good humor ends up winning me over.
- Can we know your name, pretty prisoner ...