04 - My Revenge on Justin
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By Dave
Saturday, May 31st 2003 - 04:11:56 PM
My First Bondage Experience
Chapter Two
My Revenge
As you'll recall in my last post, it was during the first day of Christmas vacation in the year 2000, that I underwent my first bondage experience. My best friend, Justin, had invited me over to his house to spend the night. With his parents out of town, and his older sister babysitting, Justin managed to tie me up, gag me, and tickle me. We were both thirteen years old, in eighth grade, and that age, there's no telling what boys will do.
Anyway, my second bondage experience took place the next day, on a Sunday, while still at Justin's house. We slept in his room, which was located on the second floor, down the hall from his older sister's room. His older sister was eighteen, probably wouldn't be up until around noon. He slept on his bed, and I placed one his sleeping bags on the floor, next his bed, to sleep in. As I was falling asleep the night before, I plotted ways to enact my revenge on Justin.
I would wake up before him, at around 7:30, and quickly grab the ropes that he had used to tie me up. I would obviously use a different bandanna to gag him, as I wouldn't want him to become ill with all my germs on the white one. Then, before he'd wake up, I'd swiftly knot him up, probably in the same way he had done to me, tightly gag him, and then awaken him with some tickles.
At first everything went as planned. I awoke at 7:30, and quietly dashed downstairs to retrieve the two strands of rope that were where we left them the day before. Rushing back upstairs, I realized I needed a gag, but I decided to see if Justin had any in his drawers. When I arrived back in his room, I found him still asleep. He lay on his side, his back facing myself and the door. I silently approached his bed, the two ropes in hand. I wondered how I would go about tying him up, without awakening him. I concluded that there was no way to find out, unless, of course, I actually tried it. So, I crept towards him, and carefully grabbed his two arms, one of which was placed under his head. After some confliction, I finally managed to get both arms behind his back. Luckily, he was still asleep. I grabbed on strand of rope, and, quickly but efficiently, knotted the rope around his hands, which, like he had done to me, were crossed over each other. I checked the knot to see if it was secure, and, indeed, it was.
Now I had to tackle his feet. I slowly pulled the covers from him. I was so scared that this would wake him, but again, it did not. I crossed his feet, then, like I did with his hands, tied them together with an efficient knot. Again, I double-checked to see that it was secure.
Now that he was successfully tied, but asleep, I had to find an efficient gag. I loved gags, but only if they were bandannas, or another piece of clothe. I never enjoyed tape. It hurt too much. I crept to his clothes drawers, and opened the top one. It was his underwear drawer, unfortunately, but where else would one keep bandannas. After a hesitation, I nobly placed my hand into the drawer. "Yuck. How gross!" I thought to myself. I still can't believe, to this day, that I put my hand in another boy's underwear drawer. It's just something that wasn't said or done. After looking in the drawer a bit, I finally found a green bandanna, with white, Hawaiian flower designs on it. Without hesitation, I shut his underwear drawer, and then reproached his bed. As stated before, his back was facing me, so I had to move him over, so that his front was facing me, in order to secure the gag. Again, I had fear that this would awaken him, but it had to be done. I gently grabbed his hair, but immediately retracted my hand. If you recall, Justin spikes his hair with gel, and his hair was sticky due to the fact that he hadn't taken a shower yet today.
I finally positioned him, so that I could place the gag in his mouth. I rolled the middle of the bandanna into a ball, which was stuffed into his mouth, then secured the remained ends around his head, with another successful knot. His tying up was complete. I evilly grinned, and chuckled. I couldn't wait to tickle him. I closed the door, and after locking it, I placed my hands under his shirt. His hairless skin was so smooth. Then, I began. I tickled his stomach like there was no tomorrow. His eyes shot open. It took him a few seconds to realize what was happening. I immediately began screaming through his gag.
"Mmmpphh!" He yelled.
"Justin. This is merely payback for what you did to me yesterday!" I returned to him, continuing to tickle his stomach. He struggled, wiggled, twisted, and turned under his bonds, but failed to break free. This felt so good. Then it happened. I heard a door open and shut from within the house. It was his sister. She must have heard Justin screaming. As I heard footsteps approaching the door, my eyes shot wide open. I took my hand from under Justin's shirt, and thought of ways to keep him from, "Mmmpphhing."
With a burst of inspiration, I placed my hands over the bandanna.
"Shut up!" I whispered to him. There was knock at his door.
"Justin? Are you alright in there?" It was, indeed, his older sister. Justin, who couldn't even make a sound, started to twist and turn, to get out from under me.
"Uh. Yeah! We're fine in here! Justin just, uh, hurt himself a little. He'll be fine." I improvised.
"Whatever." She retorted. There was no sound for the next five seconds. I held my breath, hoping she would go back to her room. Finally, I heard footsteps, and door shut. I let out a sigh of relief.
"You idiot!" I said to Justin. "You almost had us caught!" I punched him on the arm.
"Mmmpphh." He tried to reply, but, thankfully a bit quieter. "What ma mat mfor?"
"That was for almost getting us in trouble. I do that when you tied me up!" I stated.
"Mphine." He stubbornly said.
"I think I've gotten my revenge. I'll untie you now, but hear this. This isn't the end of our tie up adventures, Okay?" He nodded his head in agreement. After the gag was out of his mouth, he told me how much fun he had, and, also, how shocked he was when he woke up. Once his hands and feet were free, he gave me a swift punch in the arm, returning the favor.
"You're next." He said to me, grinning. "I'll get you again, someday."
David
Daveman630@yahoo.com
USA
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Dave's stories
- 01 - My First Bondage Experience (f/mm)
- 02 - My Revenge (m/f)
- 03 - Tied Up By Justin (m/m)
- 04 - My Revenge on Justin (m/m)
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