Stories of Tie Up Games

Wow!! Such a story!! I loved the continuation. I'm looking forward to read the rest of the predicaments Dylan had to endure.


Thank you latin-self-bound — really.
Every time you say you felt something, I know I’m doing justice to Dylan’s voice… and to everything he’s still carrying.

I’ll admit ...

Dylan sat silent for a long time, staring at the generic, swirling-lines art above the hotel bed. His thumb traced his left wrist without thinking.

“After the shock collar…” he began, voice low and distant. “This boy… this boy really thought that was it. That the test was over. That this boy had ...

“It wasn’t Martin’s voice,” he said softly, as though testing the words on his tongue.

Then again, quieter. “It wasn’t Martin’s voice.”

The repetition made the room feel smaller.

I tried to ask who it was, but he didn’t seem to hear me. His focus had shifted inward, his hands clasping the sheets ...

The longed encounter between you and Dylan was beyond expectations!! The tale, the rhythm, the detailed descriptions... I felt almost inside that bag.

Dylan is really enjoying his captivity!! I wonder who is the stranger welcoming Dylan, and I really want to read the rest of his experience.


I ...

blackbound wrote: 1 month ago The plot thickens again! Is this with Martin's approval? A dangerous game...

You’re absolutely right, @blackbound — it is a dangerous game. What makes it worse is how easily danger starts to feel like trust. Martin’s shadow still lingers, but maybe not for the reason we’d think.

—M

Wow! Pretty fun and interesting story, can't stop imagining myself in one of the characters' shoes (cuz we share a name, whoops).


Glad you enjoyed it, thespy — when a story makes someone picture themselves inside it, that’s when it truly starts to breathe. Hold on to that feeling; things are ...

The drive didn’t take long, but it felt longer than it should have. Early autumn light slanted across the streets, soft and low, giving the city that calm, in-between look — not summer anymore, not quite winter yet. The windows were down, and the air carried the faint scent of dry leaves and exhaust ...

I loved the update!!! The feelings are described in a way I mysekf can ffel them, and I remember some situations I've had with friends and TUG's that make feel confused, ashamed, guilty and wanted.

You are doing a very good job with this story and these characters. I want to know how the meeting ...

Very complex and realistic updates there, complicating things further, perhaps? We'll have to see what happens next. I can't tell where you're going with the story, and that's a lot of fun.


You’re right blackbound — things are getting more complicated.
But maybe that’s what life really is ...

Author’s Note

I thought Dylan’s message would be the last one — a final confession before silence.
But a few nights later, I received something unexpected. Not through the usual channel, but through the TUG Stories private message system.


The sender was Ryan.


I wasn’t sure whether to ...

I thought the story had reached its end. I really did.

I believed I’d shared everything worth telling — every secret, every scar, every word that could possibly matter. I told myself it was time to close that chapter and leave it to rest.

But then the messages came.

The first arrived days ...

Marvellous continuation!!
I really love how the interaction among the 4 characters was intense, and how the descriptions showed them as flawed, imperfect human beings (just like any of us). That makes me feel closer to them. It's logical that after all the damage done by and to the protagonist ...

Poor Ryan. I hope this doesn't end up hurting him (even) more than he deserves.

Wild back-and-forth between these characters. I think there's still hope they could come to an understanding.


Thank you, blackbound , for such a thoughtful comment. That “back-and-forth” you mentioned is exactly ...

I thought the story was finished. I thought I’d shared all there was to tell — every confession, every secret, every twisted turn.
But then another message arrived. Days ago, actually. I didn’t share it right away — not because I didn’t want to, but because this time, more than ever, I needed ...

Thank you — truly — latin-self-bound , blackbound , MountainMan_91 , and dwild — for every word you’ve shared. Reading your comments meant more than you might imagine. And thank you also to all of you who’ve had the patience to read so far, following Dylan’s story through every difficult turn, every ...

The Prank

A follow-up to The Shortcut

I didn’t expect to hear from Dylan again after publishing The Shortcut . But a few days later, a message landed in my inbox — long, hesitant, almost like he’d written it three times before sending.
He’d read the story, and what unsettled him most wasn’t ...

Ooowwweee... that was a fun read.

Now you have to tell us the prank they pulled to get Mr Hale sacked...

The punishment ought to fit the crime?


Glad you liked it, MountainMan_91 ! As for the prank… Dylan finally told me the truth, and it’s not the kind of joke you laugh off. I’ll share his ...

[/i][/i] “Illusion is to the soul what food is to the body.” — Virginia Woolf

I wasn’t going to publish this.
I’ve received strange messages before—usually compliments, sometimes requests—but never anything like this.
It came from an untraceable email. No subject line. No greeting. Just a message ...

Chris for a Night

A Prequel to The Trust Test

Eighteen years before the events of The Trust Test , Alex Rinaldi was not yet the calculating, trusted right hand to Marco that readers know today. He was just a guy in his mid-twenties, making ends meet however he could, the kind of man who would ...

The Trust Test Part V Section IV

“Sometimes love isn’t gentle.
Sometimes it’s a leash you tighten yourself.”
— Marco Marini

Chapter 409

The van smells like him.
Leather seats. Cold air from the vents. The faint trace of Leo’s cologne. He opens the door for me and helps me inside ...

Well, if Alex is long from done, this is a trap of some sort. Or he has succeeded in breaking them to his will.


Thanks for the read, blackbound . You’re right to be suspicious — Alex isn’t exactly the “release and recover” type. As for whether it’s a trap or a triumph… let’s just say, the leash ...

squirrel , you really outdid yourself with this one. You know how much I love tight hogties and wad-stuffed mouths sealed with layer after layer of tape—and this story gave me all of that and more. That twist with the father getting the same treatment? Chef’s kiss. The whole thing was intense ...

Part V Section III

“There’s a moment when humiliation stops being something done to you…
and starts becoming something you carry with pride.”
— Alex Rinaldi

Chapter 402 – Nightfall

Time doesn’t move. Not in this darkness.
Leo and Marco lie stomach to stomach with the floor, chests ...

Alex is very kind not to just stick the Big One back in after that stunt. :twisted:


Thank you, blackbound for reading and for the wickedly observant comment.

You’re right — Alex could have shoved it right back in.
But he didn’t. Not because he’s merciful.
Because he’s patient.

Letting them ...

Part V Section II

“Pain has a language.
But it speaks best when the mouth can’t.”
— Leo Costa


Chapter 398 - The Long Wait

Time becomes a cruel ghost - drifting, stretching, circling them.
Alex gets up slowly, swirls the last of his wine, and downs it in a single sip. He walks ...