Playful game (M/F)

[Mariners116]

Introduction

When I was in college I was not particularly shy, but I was painfully shy and embarrassed about my interest in bondage. I felt like there was something defective in me and I was not eager to let on my interest. I'm sure this caused me to miss out on some potential opportunities to tie up my female friends in more playful contexts. There was one friend whom I will call CeeCee who, looking back on it, was telegraphing an interest in tie up games that went totally over my head. There were a few particular instances in which she was either around or brought up bondage on her own initiative. We both belonged to a student organization on campus for several years and we grew pretty close. We even went through a weekend fling once. One time she was filming a video skit for a weekend event we were trying to get people to sign up for. In the skit, she captured another female friend of ours and had her bound and gagged with duct tape in order to bring her to the event. There were about three or four of them working on the skit, so I have to think she was likely to be the one who brought up the idea. In another skit one of our other (male) friends was tied to a chair and interrogated by her. In another separate instance she made a passing comment about being tied up. Once when she was wearing a blindfold she remarked that it was a good blindfold because she couldn't see out of the corners. Finally, when we were passing leadership of the organization on to another group we were "kidnapping" them to take them blindfolded to meet their new leadership crew. One of my (male) friends joked about having them "blindfolded and gagged" and she pounced on that saying, "Oh, yes, now we're gagging them?!" Any one of these in isolation wouldn't have been that big of a deal, but it's only now many years later that I can look back at the combination of all of them and see that when we were close she probably would not have been averse to being in ropes.

As the years have gone by I have imagined scenarios in which I could have tied her up. This story represents how I may have been able to make that happen. CeeCee had straight, dark blonde shoulder length hair. She had a stocky, athletic build. She was funny with a wonderful smile, but also spunky. She was of average height for a 21 year old woman.

Prologue

CeeCee and I were pretty close during this time. I lived in an apartment by myself very near campus. I told her that I wanted to have her over for dinner and a movie at some point even if I had to kidnap her to do it.

"Ok, sounds good," she replies. "How about Friday?"
"That sounds great," I say. See you then.

As I prep for Friday night I know I'm going to play up the kidnapping part of this scenario, but she lives with other people and I don't want to give myself away so I can't exactly tie her up on her front porch. I pick her up like normal and when we get in my car I say, "Ok, remember this is a kidnapping." I'm feeling out how she's going to respond.

"Ok, got it, I'm being kidnapped," she says.
"Do I have to tie you up here?" I ask.
"What do you even have to tie me up with?" She asks.
I pull out a stand of rope.
"Oh! Well, ok, if you must," she says. I tie her wrists in front of her loosely and drive to my apartment.

I have everything prepared in the apartment. Several strands of nylon rope of different lengths I got from the hardware store, several long white tube socks along with smaller ankle socks, and some sturdy duct tape. The driveway to my apartment is secluded so I don't feel any real risk in anyone seeing CeeCee with her hands tied coming into my place. As we walk in, she can smell food on the crockpot.

"Well, I have to finish dinner," I say. "Are you going to be good or do I have to tie you up more?"
"You never know, I might just jump in and help out!" she says.
"I guess I should probably tie you up then!"
I untie her wrists from in front of her and pull them gently behind her and tie them securely behind her back. I go retrieve another strand of rope and tie her feet together as she sits on the couch.
"Are you going to be quiet or do you need a gag?" I inquire.
"A gag?! Are you serious?" she laughs. "You have a gag ready?"
"I could get something..." I say.
"You've gone this far, I guess you should take it the whole way..." she says playfully.

This is what I've been waiting for. I retrieve a couple long white tube socks and I slide one into the other to increase its thickness. She's not a large person but her mouth is shapely and beautiful and I've really wanted to see a thick gag tied tightly in it. I come back to the living room with the gag ready.

"Is that a sock?" she asks.
"Yep," I reply.
"I hope it's clean."
"It is," I assure her.
"Oh, my gosh," she giggles as I walk up behind her. She obediently opens her mouth and I tie it as tight as I dare. Her mouth curls beautifully around it. Her teeth disappear behind her lips which are folded mostly over the gag with a small amount of it visible as it cleaves the center of her mouth.

I try not to betray too much excitement as I see CeeCee completely bound and gagged on my couch while finish prepping dinner. I steal probably too many glances as she giggles at her predicament. She attempts to talk through the gag once or twice and I can barely understand her. She asks, "how am I going to eat like this?"

"I'll take the gag out and untie you when we eat."

Eventually it is time to eat and I can't leave her tied up forever so I remover her gag (dang!) and untie her. We eat dinner together and have a good time as I try to burn the image of her bound and gagged in my brain forever, wishing I could have taken pictures but that would have been both creepy and given me away too much.

As I look back at my time in college, I rue these missed chances where lifetime memories could have been made and referred back to over the years. "Remember that time you were tied up and gagged on my couch?"

Who knows? Maybe it could have led to more scenarios.

[JustLooking]

I bet it would have. Yep, she wanted you to tie her up heh heh