A stupid bet (M/M) final part added

[dzejar]

Prologue

Jacob is my old friend. He is about 5 year younger than me, currently around thirty but he looks much younger. He is pretty nice guy, 170 cm high, slim, athletic. I am also slim, 180 cm high but not such athletic as he. We both are big fans to old cars.

The story bellow is all fiction (or better, it’s one of my dreams), but the persons and the reality are (almost) real. It all begins in Jacobs’s house. He lives in big house in a village; next to the house is a barn which is currently used as a big garage. I was dressed to black sweater with white stripes, khaki trousers and black work shoes. Jacob was wearing a dark-grey sweatshirt and black tracksuit; on his feet he had a slippers and short black socks.

Today is nobody in house, the whole Jacobs family is somewhere in vacation. We used Jacobs’s free time to make some work on one his cars. After the work we had nothing more to do.

Part 1

That was really stupid idea to bet with Jacob, that I am able to release myself from bonds. Or more precisely that I am able to make myself free, when someone tied me by rope. The basic problem was that he in the same time, when I've talked about my escape ability, has played with peace of rope, which hung on the barn wall.

Just when I’ve said that, he said: “So OK, on a ten bottles of sparkling wine.“ And immediately started to wrap my hands by the rope. „Hey, wait“, I tried to stop him, but Jacob continued with tying me up. At first sight I was able to recognize I’m not his first bondage victim. ”So what? Do you want to back out of the bet?“, asked me with a smile. He knew me very well...

In a moment I had my hand tightly tied in front of my body and was prepared to start the fight against the bonds. But it wasn’t supposed to be that simple. "No, not so quicklyů, said Jacob, “we are not done yet”. He took me under my arm and as a bound prisoner he took me into back side of the barn, where were probably stabled cattle in the past.

There was a strong wooden pillar. He forced me to stand with my back to the pillar, removed from the hook a long loop of strong hemp rope and with surprising skill he tied all my body to the pillar. He wrapped my arms, belly, and also my tied hands. Now I wasn’t able to move my hands away from my belly. And the worst thing was – all knots he made behind the pillar so it was absolutely impossible to reach them... He pulled the rope very tight so I was like I was wearing a thick sweater so the rope could bite a bit and wasn’t be so strangle.

“So it’s more than enough, isn’t it?”, I tried to protest and struggled by my tied body. “Don’t worry, we are almost done”, replayed Jacob and went somewhere out. He was back in a minute and took another piece of rope (is it normal to have so many ropes in one house???). In this case it was some kind of climbing rope. He started to wrap my legs from ankles to knees, thighs and again to my belly. And again he wrapped my hands, so they was now tied by three layers of ropes.

“So now I am satisfied”, said Jacob and he was looking at his work. “So its your turn now, I will be back in one hour.” And he really went out. I just heard the door slam and now I was really sure, he is not joking. I was clear, that there is no way to make me free. There were too many ropes, knots behind the pillar and everything was so tight. For a short time I tried to release myself but the only result was that I made the knots more tight. I thought I would call for help but I knew that there is nobody in the house and the last think I wanted was to be discovered by some curious neighbor. So I decided to patiently wait for Jacob. I was sure it will the longest hour I’ve ever experienced.

---- End of the first part. It's my first story I've ever published, so please be opened and let me comment, weather I should continue or not (I have 2 more parts of this story in my mind). ----

[Xtc]

Welcome aboard. By all means continue.

[Gino]

Great story, please continue, absolutely

[EFG1960]

You forgot the gag. No screaming for help.

[dzejar]

You forgot the gag. No screaming for help.

I don't forgot, just my prisoner didn't gag me. Maybe in the second part of the story he will fix it

[EFG1960]

I didn't mean anything. I was just offering a helpful suggestion or so I thought.

[dzejar]

I didn't mean anything. I was just offering a helpful suggestion or so I thought.

I'm pretty sure in the next part of the story will Jacob gag me perfectly, so your suggestion will be (hopefully) satisfied

[squirrel]

Great story, would love to read chapter two!

[socjuc]

Welcome! And a great tie up! With so much rope and that description....I kind of feel that I am bound up

Looking forward to what Jacob does next....And more importantly does he tease or punish you for fun? ...I can hope

[dzejar]

Welcome! And a great tie up! With so much rope and that description....I kind of feel that I am bound up

Looking forward to what Jacob does next....And more importantly does he tease or punish you for fun? ...I can hope

Many thanks! I'm preparing the second part, hopefully I will post it today.
And for information - Jacob is teasing me just for fun. He is younger but stronger than me and he is happy when he can prove it to me .

[dzejar]

Part 2

I don’t know if I’ve been there all one hour. Maybe less, maybe more, there was nothing to measure time by... But I was true, the time spend there was the longest I’ve ever experienced. At least until now...
When the barn’s door was finally opened and Jacob appeared again in front of me, I felt something as a relief. „I don’t see any progress“, told he completely unnecessarily. Then he checked the ropes and knots. “Yeah, you won the bet if you want to hear it” said I. “Hm, keep going” replied Jacob. “What do you want to hear more???” said I angrily, “you won, you tied me such well that I’m not able to release myself. Are you satisfied? You are good in tying. And now untie me!”

“Of course I will untie you. But... you have to give me ten bottles of wine, right?” said Jacob. “Yes, it was the deal” replied I. “Maybe I would have another deal for you. If you can stay here longer, I will waive your payment. What do you think about it?” asked me Jacob. “How long exactly?” asked I suspiciously and Jacob replied: “Let’s say more than one hour. When did you endured it until now, you are able to be there another hour or more, right?”

As I said, he knows me very good. “So OK, but maximally next one hour, no more!” said I but Jacob had an another opinion: “The timing is up to me but I’m sure you can handle it. Just believe me, OK?” And in this moment I did a second mistake of this strange afternoon: “OK, so leave me here a little longer.” Jacob was evidently satisfied with my decision. “Great! But I have to take my work to the next level. Wait for me here.” And he went out.

I’ve decided to be obedient and wait here for Jacob (to be honest, the ropes around all my body help me a lot with the decision). It took several minutes when Jacob came back. As I expected he took another rope and – to my surprise – a tape. “Don’t you think you will tape my mouth, do you?” asked I with a trembling voice. Jacob didn’t answer and tied all my body with new long rope. It was green parachute cord. Now I really looked like a rope mummy.

“So you want to know for why I brought the tape, am I right?” said Jacob after he checked the new rope and knots. “No, I know and I don’t want it. I will pay your all win, if you don’t do that.” said I and I was really afraid of the nearest future. “No, the deal was done and you don’t have any free of choice now. You’re officially my prisoner and prisoners simply must be silenced. And must be silenced well.”
After that Jacob has started to take of his socks. NOOOO, YOU DON’T DO THAT!!!!” screamed I but in the same moment he pressed the sock to my nose and mouth. “You see I must do it, you are too laud. Just open your mouth. “NNNMMPPHHH, no no no no please dude, don’t do that, I will be quiet, I swear, I swear, don’t gag me please...” begged I.

“Oh, you look really scared. If you will be able to convince me why I shouldn’t gag you by my sock, maybe I will not use them.” said Jacob and I was sure he is making fun of me. Nevertheless I’ve decided to try it: “Sorry, my friend, I have nothing against you, but your socks are evidently used and, sorry friend, they are dirty, wet and smell a lot. So please, please, don’t force me them into my mouth, please.”

I know it was stupid and naive attempt. “Oh, dude”, said Jacob, “all used socks are wet and they are felt a bit. It’s normal especially when I’m wearing them from yesterday. Your arguments are not valid. Just open your mouth”. I gave up everything at the moment and obediently opened my mouth. He stuffed both his dirty sock deep in there, forced me to shut the mouth and took a tape. He wrapped it around my head and after that also around the pillar. So I had to stay absolutely straight.

“Nice, it suits you perfectly now”, said Jacob and looked at lovingly. “Try to say something“. I really would like to send him to hell but instead I mumbled something like “MMMMPPHHH”. “Yeah, it sounds gut” said Jacob with satisfaction and added: “You will see, after a while you’ll get used to the taste of the socks. I’ll come to see you in the evening, have fun so far!” And go out again.

Frankly speaking, at the moment I appreciated that I was alone again. I really needed some time to come to terms with the huge and disgusting gag. It had to take a couple of minutes then I was finally able to arrange the socks inside my mouth in some acceptable position.

I remember that at the moment I didn’t want to fight against the ropes. I was reconciled with my helplessness and was decided to wait patiently for the Jacob. And in addition – Jacob was right; I really needed time to get used to the taste of his socks. Luckily I had time more than enough.

End of part 2

[TightropesEU]

Great story

[dzejar]

Great story

Many thanks

[socjuc]

Jacob is cruel and effective! His smelly socks have successfully subdued his victim...

Being in a barn with all that rope, I really wonder what Jacob is going to do next?

[dzejar]

Jacob is cruel and effective! His smelly socks have successfully subdued his victim...

Being in a barn with all that rope, I really wonder what Jacob is going to do next?

It’s clear he is really ejoying his role of a captor. And yeah, dirty socks work best for silencing of any victim

I’m preparing the last part of the story, I’ll publish it as soon as possible

[Canuck100]

Great story! Looking forward to the next part!

[bondagefreak]

I love the fact that Jacob willfully prompted you to try and enunciate past his heavily worn and smelly socks.
Those small details add a lot to a story. Awesome stuff, man.

Looking forward to more from you @dzejar
After reading this, it's become plainly obvious that you've found the right forum to be on. Cheers

[dzejar]

Part 3

Because I wasn’t able to move my head to any angle I could only look at the wall in front of me. It was just a common wall, roughly plastered with lime, simply nothing particularly interesting. And the only object there was a wooden box standing by the wall. I absolutely don’t have any idea what was inside (more ropes maybe?) but then there was lying the rest of the duct tape on it, which Jacob used for gagging me.

Despite limited options I’ve had I found an amazing game – the box cast a shadow on the wall. Somewhere behind me was probably a small window. And the shadow was moving. Slowly, of course. But it was a move and you can’t imagine how interesting was to watch something that moves. For me it was better than the most exciting detective story in TV at the moment.

But every story has its own end and the time came when it got completely dark. Through the window came no light yet. How long was I there? I’ve tried to count. We’ve finished our work on car around five PM. So let’s say that Jacob tied me up at five. The first deal was to be tied for one hour. It means that around six he convinced me to stay there more time. Now it’s completely dark outside. In autumn is normally dark around half past eight. It means just now is around eight PM and I am tied up for three hours.

Interesting thing, I had a feeling the second part of my humiliation is faster than the first part. Sure, when he gagged me, I had to use all my energy to manage my gag. Long time I’ve spent to organize the socks in my mouth. And only then have I found the “movie” about the wall and shadow.

The door of the barn has opened and lights switched on. Jacob was here. He was wearing the same sweatshirt and tracksuit, instead of slippers he had black Nike trainers (so I’ve expected he took a clear pair of socks as well but wasn’t able to see them) and on his head was a black wool black cap.

“So how are you going?” asked me as if he met me somewhere on the street. I wasn’t trying to answer. “It’s really autumn already, eight o’clock and it is completely dark outside.” Again, no new information for me. “And there is cold as well.” OK, it is partly new information; I didn’t even realize it had gotten cold. “You are lucky you have such thick sweater” continued Jacob with the ‘interview’, find a small place between the ropes and by his two fingers tried how the sweater really thick is. “But you know what? I borrow you my cap”. I hate wool caps and in addition was my head fixed to the pole by the tape around my mouth. But Jacob simply hit the cap on my head and pulled it over my eyes. Super, I’m blindfold now, I thought to myself. What sense still left to me? Taste no because of the gag, touch not because of rope around my wrists, sight not from now but I still have a smell a bit and I am still able to hear. Those were my thoughts at the moment.

“And what about your gag? Are you used to them or not? If you want I could take them out (small glimmer of hope for me) and exchange them for other (my hope was lost again). I was jogging yesterday morning and the socks I had are still in my laundry basket. They were longer and thicker than the current ones but you shouldn’t mind. Should I bring them?”

Jacob was right I really get used to the socks taste and they didn’t seem such disgusting anymore. I definitely did not want to know how the other socks taste. “NNNNMMPPH!” have I strongly protested. “OK, OK, take it easy” replied Jacob “it was just a well-intention offer. I have to go now; guys are waiting me in the pub. I will be back around midnight.”

What? Around midnight? He wants to let me there next four hours? “NNNNMMPPH PPHHHSSSS” (* no please). “Oh yeah, sorry, you’re right. We have to take a photo together!” He took his smartphone, stood next to me and said: “Smile!”. After then he took a few more photos of me and left. The lights switched off, the doors slammed and I was alone again.

[bondagefreak]

@dzejar
Tracksuit-wearing Jacob definitely has a bit of a sadistic streak, doesn't he? I enjoyed the addition of the shadow on the wall being used as a means of deducing the passage of time. It definitely illustrates your boredom. Also enjoyed the line about "organising" the socks in your mouth. That's quite comical. Well done!


On a side note, be thankful that it's only dark at around 8 PM at your place!
In my part of the world, it's pitch black by 4:30 PM in late autumn.

[dzejar]

@dzejar
Tracksuit-wearing Jacob definitely has a bit of a sadistic streak, doesn't he? I enjoyed the addition of the shadow on the wall being used as a means of deducing the passage of time. It definitely illustrates your boredom. Also enjoyed the line about "organising" the socks in your mouth. That's quite comical. Well done!


On a side note, be thankful that it's only dark at around 8 PM at your place!
In my part of the world, it's pitch black by 4:30 PM in late autumn.

Not only a "bit" sadistic streak, he is evidently enjoying his domination and have fun from my helplessnes. Simply ideal captor
And regarding the "organising" the gag - it comes from experince of my own .

And about the dark in the autumn - in the middle of Europe is dark around 4:30 typicaly only in December and partialy in January. I really hate the shorts days in that time...

[squirrel]

Great story! I am really enjoying JAcob's attutude and how he is termenting and mocking his buddy . Let's just hope he has something more in store for his victim

[dzejar]

Great story! I am really enjoying JAcob's attutude and how he is termenting and mocking his buddy . Let's just hope he has something more in store for his victim

Thanks . I can promise in the last part of the story I have in my mind will be at least one more surprise for the victim (or maybe for Jacob?).

[bondagefreak]

@Paris_bondage
Salut mec. I believe this story here might be of particular interest to you. Cheers

[dzejar]

Part 4

I have to confess I’ve burst into tears when I found myself in the dark again. Not just because of my long helplessness. Not because of the socks I had to chew for hours. Paradoxically the last straw for me was the wool cap. As I said, I hate beanies; I never wear it. And now I have it on my head pulled over my eyes on top of that. I couldn’t imagine a greater humiliation at the moment. Tears flowed down my face and only the sock in my mouth muffled the sobs.

In fact I don’t remember how long I was crying. There is a gap in my memory. Probably I had to fall asleep. I still can’t understand how is it possible to fall asleep standing, tied up to the pole and gagged but maybe it really works. When I’ve awake I felt cold; my thick sweater was evidently not thick enough. But there was another problem. I wanted to pee. Very much I wanted to pee. I haven't thought about this possibility yet but it was logical - I was standing there for hours and there was quite cold. So at the moment I already could image a deeper humiliation than the beanie on my head.

The very last thing I wanted would be wet pants. Jacob should have expected this, shouldn’t he??? Or ... maybe ... he wanted to find me here with the wet pants??? In panic I’ve started to twitch in ropes and also to yell at him. Certainly the ropes were still tight and socks in the mouth worked perfectly.

I’ve tried to calm down, closed my eyes and tried to convince myself I really don’t need to pee. Nonsense of course. So I’ve decided there was no point to wait and prolong my suffering. And exactly at this moment the lights switched on.

I couldn‘t know if the person in front of me is Jacob but it didn't matter at all. I started to “yell” again. And something unexpected happened. Somebody cut the tape, remove it from my face and helped me to remove the gag from my mouth. “Please please untie me. I need to pee!!!!” I yelled hoarsely.

„I am not surprised, it’s almost one AM. You are here eight hours“ said Jacob and removed the cap from my head. It took some while to get me used to the light. Meantime Jacob quickly started to untie the knots behind the pole. I was soon free except the hands which were still tied. I didn’t wait any one second and ran out of the barn where I unzipped my pants (with some troubles caused by ropes around my wrists) I was peeing perhaps three minutes.

I am not able to describe what a relief that was. After that I’ve realized how much my whole body ached. Jacob came to me and untied my hands. Then he took me under my arm and took me home: “I’ve prepared a dinner for you and then you will take a shower. And a bed is prepared as well. By the way – just in case – you can use my straight jacked instead of pajamas” said Jacob and I really didn’t want to answer. But the idea of dinner and hot shower was very pleasant for me.

After the dinner and especially after the hot shower I felt much better. I put the clean t-shirt, boxers and sock which Jacob lent it to me and I stretched a bit. I was such pleasant. But ... but there was too much freedom of movement or what...

Jacob showed me my bed and followind conversation has started:
Jacob: „So what? Do you thought about the straight jacket?“
Me: „You mean you will locked me to that for the rest of the night?“
Jacob: „Right, it would be nice, wouldn’t it?“
Me: „Hm, why not."
Jacob looked really surprised but in very short time I was bound again. This time with the solid fabric straight jacket and the conversation continued:
Jacob: „So how are you feeling“
Me: „Much more comfortable than in ropes“
Jacob: „I think so. But something is missing. What about the gag?“
Me: „You think the socks what did you offered me? The one you've used for running?“
Jacob: „Exactly!“
Me: „OK, bring them!“

The End

[Xtc]

Who doesn't love a happy ending?