Chapter 7 - Rope Lessons Behind Bars
The Stranger started screaming for help. Selim started trying to escape. He stretched his leg as far as it would go and picked up the keys with his toe.
The Stranger saw what he was doing and started cheering him on.
“You got this man,” he said, “can you get it behind you?”
Selim tried to lift his leg backwards so his cuffed hands could grab the key. No luck. He'd never been particularly flexible, despite all the positions his friends often tied him in.
“Pass it to me.” The Stranger turned around and held open his handcuffed hands.
Selim nodded and passed him the key with his foot. The Stranger unlocked his cuffs and shook out his tired limbs.
He unlocked Selim's head harness, but left his helpful cellmate otherwise restrained.
“Where the fuck are we?” The stranger said, “Who are you? How long have you been here?”
“I'm Selim, a friend of Rolland, the big guy who brought you down here. We're in his basement. I've been in here a few times before, but this particular stint started last Wednesday and should run through this upcoming Friday. How long are you in here for?”
“Shit man,” the Stranger said, taking in the fact that his cellmate had causally dropped the that he was in the middle of over a week long prison sentence in some dom’s homemade jail cell, “I said I had to leave Sunday, but I'm worried-”
“Don't be worried,” Selim said, “if you said Sunday, he's gonna let you out on Sunday. Not a second sooner though, and you'll go through hell along the way, but you'll leave on time.”
The Stranger was relieved. This other prisoner had no reason to lie to him, and if he had in fact spent many stints in this cell and voluntarily came back, his captor couldn't be too bad. The stranger turned his attention to the box of bondage gear Rolland had left for them.
“What do you think that's for?”
“Probably to entertain ourselves.”
The stranger smiled at Selim, still handcuffed and tethered to the ceiling. The stranger spun the keys around his finger.
“I came to this city to tie some guy up,” he said, “and that's what I plan to do. Now, I'm going to unlock your cuffs and get you trussed up real nice. If you behave yourself, I'll unlock that cage you're wearing. If you fight back, I'll toss these keys halfway across the room and you won't get no release tonight. Got it?”
“Yes sir.”
The stranger unlocked Selim's handcuffs then quickly ran to the cell bars. He slid the keys outside the cell, far enough that he could reach them with his leg, but just out of reach for the shorter Selim. He began tying Selim with rope from the box.
With nothing else to do but tie his cellmate up, The Stranger took his sweet time applying rope to his Selim. He tied a chest harness first, not with the purpose of immobilizing his rope bunny, but instead to aesthetically frame Selim's shoulders, back, and chest. The tight rope felt good on Selim, adding an extra feeling of being pulled together and securely held.
Next the stranger began tying Selim's wrists together in front of him.
“What's your name?” Selim asked, as his newest captor wound rope between his two wrists to cinch it tight.
“Jeremiah” he said. As he guided Selim to the floor and began tying his ankles together.
When he finished with his ankles, Jeremiah grabbed a wooden dowel rod from the box. He pulled Selim's wrists down in front of his legs, so his arms bent out on either side of his knees. Then he slid the wooden rod over Selim's elbows and under his knees, tying off his arms to the dowel.
To finish off, Jeremiah tied Selim's bound wrists to his legs, right around his calves, and blindfolded him.
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Pleased with his work, he sat on the cell bunk and watched Selim struggle for a bit. When he was confident his sub couldn't get free, he fulfilled his promise and unlocked Selim's chastity cage - a feat that took a little maneuvering because of Selim's position. Jeremiah managed to get the iron cage off only after he'd flipped Selim onto his side.
Selim's cock sprang up, finally free from its cage. Jeremiah repositioned his prisoner so he was right side up, then straddled him, shoving his cock in his sub’s face.
Selim sucked Jeremiah off, and let the stranger’s cum dribble out of his mouth, down his chest, and onto his own hard dick when he was finished.
Jeremiah sat back on the bunk.
“Now what?” He asked, half to Selim and half to himself. It was still a good two hours before he'd be tired enough to sleep. He could torture his bound sub, but he honestly wasn't in much of a sadistic mood.
“Could you teach me how to tie rope like that?” Selim asked.
Jeremiah thought for a second.
“Eh, what the fuck, sure.”
He untied Selim and started teaching him the basics. Single columns, double columns, reversing tension, nerve safety. Selim nodded along, despite the fact that he'd already learned most of this from Nahum.
Still, it was good practice, and the rope lesson meant both Selim and Jeremiah would spend extra time tied up.
Jeremiah would tie a knot on Selim, then Selim would practice it a few times on Jeremiah. Selim had never been great at tying rope, and tended to prefer leather and metal; he was always worried with rope it would be too tight or too loose, whereas the constrictiveness of cuffs were a little more consistent. That being said, Selim ironically probably preferred to be tied in rope, it just felt more primal and limitless than metal or leather. He'd made so many inventions and pieces of bondage furniture to try and replicate the myriad of positions you could tie someone with rope.
Jeremiah showed Selim how to frog-tie limbs so they were bent in on themselves. He showed him how to tie limbs to objects with double and single columns - using the jail cell bars as helpful posts. He taught Selim how to tie wrists to ankles to create a jackknife position.
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Each time Selim practiced the same bondage on Jeremiah, his teacher gave him pointers on how to make the knots tighter or looser to be more effective. He slowly improved. Selim was starting to get a sense of just how tight he needed the ropes to be to effectively and safely restrain Jeremiah.
“Good! Good,” Jeremiah said, after Selim had finished frog-tying his wrists to his forearms, “that's perfect. Trust your instincts.”
Jeremiah showed Selim how to tie a hogtie. He started with the basic form. Tied wrists to tied ankles.
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“What's the problem with this?” Jeremiah asked Selim as he wiggled on the floor.
“It hurts,” Selim said, “my wrists are being pulled, my back is strained, it's really painful.”
“Wrong answer,” Jeremiah smacked Selim's feet with the wooden dowel. “I don't care if you’re comfortable. Hurtin’ you might even be what I want. No. What's the real problem with this way of hogtying someone?”
Selim wiggled around, bent back, then found the single knot connecting his wrists to his ankles.
“Oh,” he said, “you can untie it.”
“There's a few ways to fix this.” Jeremiah said, helping Selim untie the knot and stand up. “Easiest is just duct tape their hands or shove them in mitts. However, you could also do something like this…”
Jeremiah tied a chest harness on Selim, then tied his wrists to the harness. He laid Selim face-down, then tied his ankles off so the rope ran through the harness and tied off back down at his ankles.
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“Try now.”
Selim tried to find a knot he could reach but had no luck. All the harness knots were on his front, and the wrist knot was too tight and effective for him to release with his tied hands. He couldn't move his hands back far enough to reach his ankle knot because they were secured to the middle of his back with the harness.
“Can't do it”
“Perfect.” Jeremiah said, “added benefit is this can be less strenuous for your sub, so you can keep them hogtied like this longer than in the basic one.”
He untied Selim.
“You try.”
Selim tied the chest harness and Jeremiah’s wrists, listening to his teacher’s recommendations to get the ropes just the right amount of constrictiveness. Then he laid Jeremiah face down.
“I want to try something,” Selim said, “with the frog-tie knots from earlier.”
“Go for it,” Jeremiah said, “I can't stop you anyway.”
Selim frog-tied Jeremiah's legs, the knots far out of reach of his subs tied hands.
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“How is it?”
Jeremiah struggled for a minute, trying to find a weakness or a knot he could reach.
“Perfect, you got me good.”
Selim smiled, sat down in front of his bound teacher, grabbed Jeremiah's hair, and guided his head towards Selim's hard cock.
Jeremiah gave one last attempt to slip free, before resigning himself to his predicament. He sucked Selim off. The angle was difficult, but thankfully Selim had been waiting to cum all day, so it didn't take long before he shot his load down his restrained instructor.
Selim untied Jeremiah, and the two laid down on their bunks. Selim took bottom, Jeremiah took top. 10 minutes after they’d laid down, Rolland remotely turned off the lights to the basement, having thoroughly enjoyed checking in on their little rope lesson throughout the evening, and very eager to show his prisoners what he'd planned for them in the morning.