Learning The Ropes (M/m)

[gothindistress]

The bus finally gets to my stop and I hurry onto it. I was getting really uncomfortable next to the creepy guy on the bench next to me. I dig out just enough cash I need for the bus with enough left over for what I really need. Then I go to the back and sit down, ignoring lots of eyes following me. They probably think it’s weird a tiny goth kid is on the bus all alone but who cares.

I count up all the cash I’ve saved up, and then look at the fake ID I printed out. All I did was copy a picture of my school ID and tape my picture on top of my brother’s drivers license. But it probably works! I doubt they’ll even look at it that much.

The bus finally stops in town and I run to the front of the bus to get off but a lot of people don’t really pay attention to me and bump me around but I finally get off the bus and walk a few blocks to where I’m going, an adult toy store I found out was pretty close to me and I thought maybe I’d finally be able to get some bondage toys I always wanted. So a while ago I looked up online what they’re prices are and then saved up for some stuff there and when my parents left me alone for a few days I was able to sneak out to go buy something.

I look through the windows to see if anyone’s inside. Nope. Just one guy at the counter and that’s it. Wow, he’s really big. Probably like 40 something, buff, buzz cutted, and his black shirt is way too tight on him. He’s kinda scary actually. But I can’t back down. This is my one chance. I stand as tall as I can and walk through the door, trying to look confident. Hopefully he just won’t even look at me or think about me.

He doesn’t stop me when I walk in so I hurry to get to the shelf where the bondage stuff are. Wow, so many gags! So much stuff I’ve never even seen before! I wanna keep it simple though. Ropes and a ballgag. That’s all I need. I find a big black ballgag and a bunch of red rope. Perfect! I take it over to the counter and hand it to the guy, trying to make my voice as deep as possible.

“Hey.”

He looks at me blankly. I can’t tell if he’s buying it or not. He leans in close, then finally says “ID?”

I grin, I was ready for this! I grab the fake ID and hand it to him, waiting eagerly for him to take one glance at it and give it back but he looks at it closely. Uh oh.

“You’re… Scott. 5’10” and 180 pounds. Brown hair. That you?” He looks at me with an eyebrow raised. I probably look so small to him but I can’t get flustered or else it’ll be obvious.

“Uh yeah, duh.” I roll my eyes. “Ever heard of hair dye?” I ignore the height issue, hoping he doesn’t pay attention.

He chuckles. “Ok ”Scott”, in that case go ahead and show me your bondage license?”
I blink confusedly. “My what?”

“Oh you know.” He says. “You need to have a bondage license to buy bondage stuff so I know you know how to use it! otherwise you could get yourself stuck tied up and be in serious trouble!”

I pout. “I know what I’m doing! I won’t get stuck!”

“Oh yeah? What kind of knot should you use for self bondage?” He asks.

“Uhh…” I don’t know what to say. “A double knot?”

He laughs. “Yeah kid, you clearly don’t know what your doing.”

My face goes red. “I’m not a kid! I’m…” I have to think for a second about how old my brother is. “26!”

He laughs. “Suuuure you are. Come here.”

Before I can say anything, he tucks his hands under my armpits and scoops me up, sitting me down on his table. “Hey! Stop that! Put me down!”

“Let’s see here.” He says, reaching into my jeans pocket and pulls out my real school ID. Uh oh. “Timothy, huh? Clever trick sticking your picture on, what, your big brother’s ID? But very naughty! Oh my, and only thirteen years old! You dirty little liar!” He laughs.

I cross my arms and huff a grumpy pout. “Whatever. Yeah. I’m thirteen. So what?”

“Well I can’t sell to a kid. Against store policy.” He says.

“Aw, come on!” I whine. “I’m mature for my age, and I’m home alone all week, so this is my only chance to get this stuff!“

“Sorry, kid. No excuse. Can’t sell to you.”

I groan dramatically and start to hop down from the table. “Fiiiiine. Whatever. I’m gonna give this place a shitty review.”

Then he grabs my arm. “But there’s no rule about me giving this stuff to you!”

I look confused. “Huh? You can do that?”

“Well someone has to buy them.” He says. “But if that someone is me, I can do whatever I want with them, including give them away.”

My eyes light up. “R-Really? You’d do that? Yeah ok!”

“Of course, you’d need to pay me back somehow…”

I fish through my pockets for the money. “No problem! I can pay for it!”

“No can do.” He says. “I’m doing you a favor here. It’s gonna cost you more than the normal retail price.”

“B-But that’s all the money I have!” I whine, welling tears up in my eyes on purpose to look cute so he’ll do what I want.

“Oh I don’t mean more money.” He says. “I have a different way to pay me that’ll kill two birds with one stone. You see, I would feel really bad if something happened to you while you were having fun tying yourself up. If I’m gonna give this stuff to you, I need to be sure you know how to use it, so why don’t we go to the back room to… show you the ropes?” He winks.

I blush a bit. Did that mean what I think it does? It’d be kinda scary to be tied up by a guy like this but also I’d secretly love it! “Um, uh, I… well, uh…” I stutter, not knowing what to say. He grabs my wrist strongly.

“Come on, kid. Follow me.” He starts leading me to the back. I’m just going along with it cuz I don’t know how to say no. He flips a switch that turns the light out front to closed and then takes me through a door to a back room. It’s like a dark creepy warehouse with a bunch of shelfs full of ropes and restraints and gags and all sorts of stuff I didn’t even recognize. Then at the back of the warehouse was a bed on a metal frame. “Sit down.” He tells me without letting me argue back before pushing me down on the bed.

I’m pretty nervous and I know he can tell because even though I’m trying to hide it I’m pretty obviously shaking. “Um, a-are you gonna kidnap me?” I ask quietly.

He chuckles. “Why, do you want me to?” He asks.

“N-No!” But I’m blushing really hard. “Not really…”

“Well don’t worry kid, you’re in good hands. Now put your hands behind your back.” He says. I’m not sure I should do it. Part of me wants to run. But he’s pretty big. He’d catch me pretty easy. It’s better to do what he says. But secretly that’s just an excuse because I really want this!

So I put my hands behind his back and he grabs my wrists. “Good boy, now hold still.” He starts wrapping rope around my wrists, pinching my skin through the sleeves of my white and black striped undershirt. He ties the knot super tight, making me whimper.

“Oww! That hurt!”

“Shh, quiet, baby. It’s gonna hurt a little. You need to learn to deal with it, ok? If you can’t handle this, you’ll never be able to handle doing it by yourself.”

I sniffle and nod. “O-ok, fine.”

Then he grabs my arms and squeezes them tighter together so my elbows touch. “Ow! H-Hey!” I whine, but he doesn’t listen and ties my elbows together too.

“There, now try and get out of that.” He says. I start flexing and tugging my arms but it’s way too tight. I can’t even separate my elbows.

“I-I can’t.” I admit. “I’m stuck. Can you untie me now?”

“Oh, hold on, boy. We’re not done yet!” Before I can say anything else he pushes me onto my back so I’m lying on top of my bound arms, then he swings my legs over his lap and starts tying up my ankles. The first rope loops over my combat boots. The second is above them around my shins over my skinny jeans, the third just below my knees, a fourth just above my knees, and a fifth further up my thighs, just beneath my crotch, squeezing the bottom of my butt.

“H-Hey! Don’t touch me there!” I whine, trying to tug my tied up legs.

“Relax, kid. I’m just making you extra secure. I’m not touching anything I shouldn’t be… not much.”

“That’s way too much rope! I already can’t free my legs. You don’t have to tie them that much!” I pout.

“Shh. Stop complaining, you little brat, or I’ll gag you.” That shut me up and I don’t say anything else for now.

He pulls me upright to sit on the bed and starts tying up my torso. He loops one rope around my tummy, one just under my chest going under my armpts, and one above my chest and over my shoulders so I can’t even move my arms from my back anymore.

“There you go. Struggle around a bit for me, boy. See if you can get free.” He says.

I roll my eyes. “I obviously can’t.” I say, but I try anyways, shuffling my legs and tugging my arms, twisting my body side to side for a few minutes while he watches, before finally sighing. “Yeah, I can’t.”

“That’s good.” He says. “You looks so cute like that.”

I grunt as I strain against the ropes. “Can you let me go now?” I ask.

“Nuh-uh-uh! Not yet!” He says, petting my hair. That starts to freak me out. I try to push him away with my tied up legs.

“I wanna get free now! Let me go already! I wanna go home!”

“Shhh.” He says, squeezing his hand over my mouth. “No whining, baby. We’re not done.” He reaches for the shelf and grabs a huge black ballgag. It looks as big as a baseball. “Open up, kid.”

My eyes go wide and I tug my face away from his hand. “N-No, wait! You said you wouldn’t gag me!”

“I never said that. I said I would gag you if you kept complaining. I never said I wouldn’t gag you if you didn’t. Now open up.”

“You promised you’d let me go!” I cry, bouncing my legs on the bed.

“Hm, I didn’t say that either. You’re such a bad boy, such a naughty liar.” He says, pushing the ballgag against my lips. “Open or I’ll make you.”

I try to turn my head away. “N-no, don’t! Please don’t gag me! I won’t be able to say when I wanna be free! I won’t— Mmmph!” When my mouth is open to talk he pushes it back past my teeth, forcing my jaw wide open.

“That won’t be a problem.” He says as he straps the gag in place. “Because you’re not gonna be free. I’m not letting you go. Ever.”

“Mmmph!!” I cry, eyes wide with fear. I shake my head and start struggling harder. “Nnmm-mmm! Pllmms, nmm!! Dmnnt kmdnmp mm!” I beg, starting to cry. My gag makes drool splatter onto my chin as I whine.

“Aw, don’t cry, kiddo.” He says petting my hair. “I kept all my promises. You get to keep those rope and gag! It’s just that I’m going to be keeping you. And the best part is, you said yourself that mommy and daddy left you home alone this week, so no one will even know you’re gone until it’s way too late to ever find you!”

I thrash desperately as he just laughs at me. “Fmmk ymm! Fmmk ymm!! Lmmt mm gmm!” I scream. He laughs at me and pushes me down onto my tummy.

“Now you just stay put. I’ve got a couple more hours before I’m off the clock. You stay here while I help some actual grown-up customers. They’ll never know your back here!” He laughs evilly and slaps my butt. “Then I’ll come back for you and load you in my truck and take you home. Bye bye kiddo! Have fun struggling!” He gets up and leaves me in the dark warehouse, bound and gagged on the bed to struggle and sob.

I twist and squirm as hard as I can while he’s gone, tugging with every muscle I can but I’m really not strong and the ropes are super duper tight. I think that maybe even if I’m gagged I can maybe make enough noise so one of the customers can hear me and save me, so I scream really loud. “HLLLMMMMP!!! HLLLMMMP MMM PLLLMMMSS!!!” But no one comes back to help me. They can’t hear me. I’m too muffled.

I roll myself onto my back and swing my legs off the side of the bed, trying to get myself upright. I rock and roll until finally I get my boots on the ground and stand upright, wobbling on my tied up legs trying to balance. I might be able to hop away. I hop once toward the back door to try and get out. It’s hard to move and really tiring. Drool splatters all over me when I hop. But I have to keep going. I hop again, and again, and again, barely moving an inch at a time. After taking forever, I finally get to the door. I hop myself backwards and bend over, trying to reach my hands to the door handle, but my hands are down at my back and I’m too short to reach. I fumble around with it, trying to bump the handle with my elbows but nothings working. I’m so exhausted and tired and I can’t help whining and grunting into the gag, tears falling down my cheeks and getting mixed with the ballgag drool.

I stop for a bit to try and get my breath. Then suddenly without me even touching it, the door handle suddenly starts to move. The door opens and there’s my kidnapper standing in the door way looking down at me with his arms crossed and smiling evily.

“Well well well.” He chuckles. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Mmph!” I cry. I hop backwards, turning myself around and trying to hop away from him as fast as I can. “Mmmph! Hllmmp!”

He waits a bit to watch me try to hop before chasing after me and catching up to me in no time at all. He grabs my waist and hosts me off the ground against his chest. “Nice try kid. Think you can escape by hopping around like a little bunny rabbit? Too bad. You’re not going anywhere. It was cute to watch you try though!”

“Mmnngh!! Lmmt mm gmm!” I shriek, kicking my tied up legs as hard as I can. My feet are at least a couple feet off the ground and can’t do anything really. Even when I hit my boots against his legs he doesn’t even flinch.

“I like it when you struggle.” He says, squeezing me tight. “But it won’t do you any good. Besides, this is what you wanted, right? To get tied up nice and snug?”

“Nmm-mm! Fmmk ymm!” I scream, shaking my head.

“No? Well, too bad. It’s what I want! And now you’re coming with me!” He takes me over to a small black duffle bag. It’s pretty small but still big enough for him to stuff me inside and zip it up tight. “Get cozy in there. I’m gonna take you to my special house where I keep my little treasures like you till I get bored of you and sell you off. If you last that long! It’s gonna be a long ride!” He zips up the bag, leaving me in total darkness.

“Mmmmphhh!!!” I scream, squirming inside the bag. The dark is so scary, and I don’t know what scary things are gonna happen to me when he takes me to his house. I’m so scared that I suddenly realize I’m peeing myself in fear. I shut my eyes tightly and sob in embarassingness. I can feel him carrying the bag and throwing it in the back of a truck and the truck drives away, with me kidnapped inside.

[Redman]

Dang dude, that was dark! Well written, but dark. I did enjoy it, and I like the open ending.

[WhereAmI]

Very well written, please do continue writing the "Kiddnapping Of Timthy, A guide."

A total Guide on how, where and when to KIDNAP TIMTHY, I paid special attention on how to tie him up, gag and bag him for his journey. So much fun.

[Bootmark]

Looks like he got a bit more than he wanted...or just doesn't realize what he wanted.

[TuggyBoundMale]

First up… is that a real thing? A bondage license? Maybe stupid question but can somebody tell me if that actually exists? XD

Second: Holy crap your soooo good at this. I‘ve been waiting the past few days for a story that really catches me and well, there it is. And it’s from you, my friend haha. Now but seriously, I really love this story. Please continue, I‘m so curious to see what will happen next

[gothindistress]

I don’t think it’s a real thing haha, I made it up for the story as like part of the trick. But maybe it is a real thing in some places, idk

[gothindistress]

And thank you! Idk what I’d really post any more of this story cuz any kinda follow up to a kidnapping story I come up with is usually pretty inappropriate and I don’t wanna get in trouble lol

[WhereAmI]

Getting in trouble is not allowed we will wait for your next story.

[Alkaid90]

like my grandma used to said... be careful for what you dream...

gonna be a long long adventure

[erfan]

This is a great story my friend! I really liked it.
Honestly, this story is now in my top ten stories on this site. It's really great and I'm really looking forward to seeing what happens next. So please continue this amazing story

[Gino]

great story