Buzzbuzz : 01 - Me, Mike, Ben, George, and the duct tape (mm/mm)

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01 - Me, Mike, Ben , George , and the duct tape
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By Buzzbuzz


Tuesday, July 12th 2005 - 04:40:01 PM

Me, Mike, Ben , George , and the duct tape.

This happened a month ago in my Nan's house.

I had invited George and Mike over for the night. We are truly VETERAN binders and we are unbeatable when it comes to tie up. I keep a box at my Nan's. It contains rope, tape, everything. When they arrived we started to pitch up two tents in the back garden. The back garden is HUGE and is filled with trees, bushes, everything. Our game was we would play to capture the opposition. We tossed a coin to see who would get the extra player. Mike was mad because we had 2 - 1 and that wasn't fair. We decided to fetch Ben from next door to make it even.

Both teams were kitted out with two bags of our standard bondage kit, with our logo on it. We sat in our tents and we heard a whistle blow. That was the signal to hide. I moved over to the far bush, while George moved over to the tree. After five minutes the whistle blew again. This was the signal to start. Showtime!

By now, it was night time. Extra fun! I came from the bush and moved over to the tree with George and climbed up. We had brought our own kit too. We had feathers and scarves and other things. We saw Ben make a run for the bush. I climbed down from the tree. I was creeping up behind Ben when a hand clamps over my mouth. I was wrestled and tape is put wrapped around my waist. I was soon bound + gagged with duct tape. George saw this but didn't do diddly squat.

I was in the enemy tent, which is way bigger than ours. It has two compartments. A bedroom, and living area. I was on the floor, my gag was fantastic. A horrible sight met by eyes. Mike got out a bug roll of gigantic bin liners. I was laid down on top of the roll. These are the big industrial bin liners, and I fit in one snugly. I was forced to roll over again and again. I was put in another liner and rolled in that. It was thrilling. I always wanted to be wrapped in a bin liner, like you see on photos. I was placed in the bed compartment on the left bed. I was rolled in the covers and belts from my bag were used to secure the blanket. I was totally screwed.

George was on the way to the enemy tent. He used the back way, past my Granddad's cabbage patch. There is a particular fence panel so low you can vault over it easily. George went over and approached the back of the enemy tent. Mike and Ben had put up a mini kind of fence using stakes and washing line. George climbed under to sneak into the back of the tent.

I was relieved to see George come through the back of the tent. He quickly untied me and we sneaked out of the back. By the time we had gotten back to our tent, we saw that it had been let down. We went to the garage and went in through the window. We unlocked the bondage box and got more equipment. This was going to be a big job.

Not after ten minutes did we see Mike. He is the best binder in the team. It would be more of a challenge to get Mike. We decided to mix with the big boys later. Still in his tent, Ben was watching where I was meant to be, yet he had no idea that I had escaped. Me and George came in and took him by surprise. We slung him over our shoulders and took him into the garage. We took the old chair (no arms) and secured him to it with tape. His mouth was done first, the we secured his arms to his sides, then his feet together, then his torso to the back of the chair. We decided not to tickle him, just watch him squirm and MMMPPPHH!!! It was a lot of fun. We decided to look for Mike.

It was surprisingly easy taking Mike. We tackled him and used his bondage equipment to stick him to a tree. We brought out Ben and we took pictures and video. After midnight, the kitchen time in the tree went off, therefore meaning truce. We untied our captives and went back to their tent as ours was down, and we watched TV, played games, then we went to bed. What happened then is another story though.

Please post if you want to hear more!

Buzzbuzz
buzzbuzz@fsmail.net
http://tieup.12.forumer.net
UK
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Buzzbuzz's stories

• 01 - Me, Mike, Ben , George , and the duct tape (mm/mm)
• 02 - Falling out with George (m/m+)
• 03 - Jelly Belly Bondage (mmm/m)
• 04 - Locker Room Fun (mm/m)
• 05 - Georges house (mmm/mmm)
• 06 - Christmas Wrapping (m/m)
• 07 - After School Kidnap (mmm/mm)

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[Canuck100]

Sat Sep 24, 2005 10:01 am

What happened next

As in the earlier story, we had played our hunting game, and then we had gone to camp. Me and Ben had the beds, Mike and George had the floor between the beds. We couldn’t sleep so we talked. “You know” said Ben “George didn’t get tied up did he?”.

“Yeah.” I said. “He got off lucky.”

“Hmm...” We heard Mike say in the dark.

MMMMPPPHH!!!! We flicked on the light to see that Mike had tied George up super tight in his sleeping bag. His mouth was wound up in duct tape.

“When did you do that!!” Ben said excitedly.

“When you went back up to the house to get the drinks and George went for a pee. I got him there.” Said Mike.

We checked George’s bonds, rope, tape, belts, everything. It was mega tight. We weren’t even sure WE could get him out without the help of an adult. No WAY did George want to be seen like this. He’s a bit shy, you see. Ben offered to let him loose.

“No” said Mike. “He looks cool.” But Ben insisted on letting him loose. “RIGHT!” said Mike “Come and help me.” I can never resist such an invitation.

MPPPHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This was so cool! Both of our captives were at the mercy of our tickling. We slung them over our shoulders and took them outside. We tied them both to trees. “OMFG!!!” I shouted. “LOOK OVER THERE!!!” Mike turned round. That was TOO easy. I tripped him and started to wind his hands together. He bounced back, knocking to me onto my front. He sat on my back in a kinda gay position and started to gag me with my socks, and tape. He had my arms pinned to my side with his legs, so I couldn’t stop him. I was soon like the others, bound to a tree. We lost all hope to the mercy of Mike.

After about an hour, a light came on in my Nan’s house. It shone brightly for a second or two, then it flicked off. Mike was re-fitting my gag, which I had managed to push off by licking the tape. I saw somebody in the shadows. I was tired, so I didn’t think it was anything. Next thing I see is my Nan and Granddad leap out from behind the bushes and grab Mike. We MMPPHHHed with excitement. If anyone could get Mike, It was Nan and Granddad. Mike was soon bound to the tree, like us.

To our dismay, Nan and Granddad left us there, they couldn’t be bothered to untie us. By the morning, we were let loose, and we went in the house for breakfast.