Cleave Gagged in the Summer (M/F)

[TheBellyGirl]

Growing up I spent some time every summer with my three cousins (Cam who was a year older than me, Will who was a year and a half older than me, and Felix who was three years older) and as kids we would often play games that would have a tie-up element. As the youngest and the only girl, I would often be relegated to the role of "hostage" or "damsel-in-distress" during these games - most of the time it didn't involve being strictly tied up (more just holding my arms behind my back, being pinned down, or just being loosely wrapped up with jumpropes), but there were many times that the tie-up element was much more realistic!

The summer that I was 13 there was a particularly exciting experience with my cousin Felix, when he was holding me hostage. I was the bad guy for once and had run off through the woods, with each of my cousins trying to be the first to find and capture me. I decided to hide in the shed down by the lake, and Felix found me there first; since it was an enclosed space with only one door, he was able to grab me and twist my arms behind my back quickly. He grabbed a coil of rope from the shed and used it to tie my wrists behind my back, but then pushed me to my knees and started wrapping the rope tightly around my chest, ribs, and upper stomach. Then he lay me down and used the rope to wrap around my thighs, knees, and ankles. My upper and lower body probably had five or six loops around each - it was the most securely I was ever tied!

Lying on the slightly grimy floor of the shed all tied up, I started squirming and found that there was almost no give to the rope, and no way I could wriggle free on my own. I was wearing flip flops, jeans shorts, a cropped swim t-shirt, and a bandana to hold back my long brown hair at the time. Felix started teasing me for getting caught so quickly, so I started yelling that I was in the shed, trying to antagonize Felix and get my other two cousins to hear me. Before I could shout out more than 2 or 3 words, Felix yanked off the bandana that was tying my hair back and stuffed it into my mouth, muffling the yelling. Then he took off his own shirt (a regular gray t-shirt) and twisted it up, then tied it through my mouth in a (tight!) cleave gag.

I always loved being gagged, even though it happened fairly infrequently during our tie-up games, and I immediately started 'mmmmph'ing into the gag to test it out. Since it was such a thick wad of fabric wedged in my mouth, which was also holding in the bandana stuffing, the gag was extremely effective. Even when I tried to yell, the sound came out soft and muffled! Felix started to tease me, saying I couldn't yell for help now; then he sat down next to me and poked his finger into my exposed bellybutton to tickle it. I immediately started laughing and squirming but really couldn't go anywhere, and even my helpless laughter was very muffled by the gag. Felix tickled my belly and bellybutton for probably 5-7 minutes before Cam and Will found us - and then they joined in on the tickling too!

[rjroper]

very enjoyable story, seems a lot in here started their tie up game at a young age and your cousins were very lucky to have a damsel at the ready to be tied and gagged,

[TheBellyGirl]

very enjoyable story, seems a lot in here started their tie up game at a young age and your cousins were very lucky to have a damsel at the ready to be tied and gagged,

Thanks hun and yeah, it does seem to often start young! I guess that's an easy age to get roped into these types of games. I do think they enjoyed capturing me, but I must've enjoyed it more!

[DerSvartHundr]

Growing up I spent some time every summer with my three cousins (Cam who was a year older than me, Will who was a year and a half older than me, and Felix who was three years older) and as kids we would often play games that would have a tie-up element. As the youngest and the only girl, I would often be relegated to the role of "hostage" or "damsel-in-distress" during these games - most of the time it didn't involve being strictly tied up (more just holding my arms behind my back, being pinned down, or just being loosely wrapped up with jumpropes), but there were many times that the tie-up element was much more realistic!

The summer that I was 13 there was a particularly exciting experience with my cousin Felix, when he was holding me hostage. I was the bad guy for once and had run off through the woods, with each of my cousins trying to be the first to find and capture me. I decided to hide in the shed down by the lake, and Felix found me there first; since it was an enclosed space with only one door, he was able to grab me and twist my arms behind my back quickly. He grabbed a coil of rope from the shed and used it to tie my wrists behind my back, but then pushed me to my knees and started wrapping the rope tightly around my chest, ribs, and upper stomach. Then he lay me down and used the rope to wrap around my thighs, knees, and ankles. My upper and lower body probably had five or six loops around each - it was the most securely I was ever tied!

Lying on the slightly grimy floor of the shed all tied up, I started squirming and found that there was almost no give to the rope, and no way I could wriggle free on my own. I was wearing flip flops, jeans shorts, a cropped swim t-shirt, and a bandana to hold back my long brown hair at the time. Felix started teasing me for getting caught so quickly, so I started yelling that I was in the shed, trying to antagonize Felix and get my other two cousins to hear me. Before I could shout out more than 2 or 3 words, Felix yanked off the bandana that was tying my hair back and stuffed it into my mouth, muffling the yelling. Then he took off his own shirt (a regular gray t-shirt) and twisted it up, then tied it through my mouth in a (tight!) cleave gag.

I always loved being gagged, even though it happened fairly infrequently during our tie-up games, and I immediately started 'mmmmph'ing into the gag to test it out. Since it was such a thick wad of fabric wedged in my mouth, which was also holding in the bandana stuffing, the gag was extremely effective. Even when I tried to yell, the sound came out soft and muffled! Felix started to tease me, saying I couldn't yell for help now; then he sat down next to me and poked his finger into my exposed bellybutton to tickle it. I immediately started laughing and squirming but really couldn't go anywhere, and even my helpless laughter was very muffled by the gag. Felix tickled my belly and bellybutton for probably 5-7 minutes before Cam and Will found us - and then they joined in on the tickling too!

A great tale, and I am sure one that many of us have similar experiences with ....although I was the one tying *my* cousins!