Stories of Tie Up Games

Can;t wait to see what Erick has prepared for his willing victim... Whatever it is I have a strong feeling that Jake will love every second of it!

I figured you had reformed your ways and quit using bondage as a means of entertainment, silly silly me.

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I am in this story for the long game and there is zero doubt in my mind that bondage will come. Besides, based on the new signature, there will be bondage a plenty. This story is like cooking, you got butter the pan before the meat can cook! Can’t wait for the next chapter!

The drive to Erick’s suburban home turned out to be a little longer than expected, not only due to the countryside-bound long weekend traffic but also due to the brief stops we made along the way.

Erick told me he had a couple of quick errands to run and apologised for the fact that it wouldn’t exactly make for the most romantic outing. I told him it was fine and that I was happy to accompany him. Truthfully, I was. While I understood the nature of his misgivings, accompanying him on his errands felt as though I were partaking in his daily life. For lack of a better term, it felt so very...boyfriend-like.


Our first stop was at a gas station. I patiently waited while my date filled up the Jeep’s fuel tank and then waited for him some more while he walked over to the station; presumably to pay in-person or possibly to pick something up.

Erick returned about a minute later, thanked me for waiting and presented me with a bottle of lemon-flavoured iced tea. I giggled in slight surprise and thanked him for the kind gesture before meekly accepting his generosity. The iced tea wasn’t much. I mean, it was just iced tea. But his thoughtfulness was very sweet. Sweet and unexpected.


We drove for about half an hour; the upbeat 80s rock music playing on the radio fittingly reflecting the cheerfulness of my mood. Erick placed his hand on my thigh again and kept it there pretty much the entire time. I blushed.

Our next stop was at the vet. Seeing as how this was a public holiday – not a super important one, but still a holiday – I was initially a bit surprised at the fact that the clinic was still open. Erick subsequently informed me that it was no ordinary vet clinic, but an emergency hospital one. One that remained open seven days a week. He had a prescription to pick up for Rufus, along with an order of special formula dog food. His furry companion, as it turns out, was nothing less than an adopted stray.

Being eight years of age, Rufus wasn’t particularly old as far as small canines went, but as Erick went on to explain, he had several long-term disabilities and a few somewhat serious health problems. Ones that necessitated additional care and monitoring.


I of course found that a bit sad to hear, but the romantic side of me actually found the fact that he’d adopted a sickly shelter dog super sweet and even comforting. Erick was an all-around outwardly intimidating fellow. But he was so very far removed from that daunting image I’d mentally concocted of him prior to our first meetup.

Of course, I hadn’t actually seen him in full gear yet, and judging by his online profile photos, I knew he would make for an exceedingly fearsome kidnapper. But even having said that, I found myself genuinely caught off guard by both his gallantry and attentiveness. It was so very unexpected.


I waited for him again during the ten or so minutes it took for him to finally exit the vet clinic. Erick once again set the Jeep in motion and humorously said something about being glad I hadn’t run away yet. I chuckled at his silly comment and responded by telling him that I didn't stand a chance and that even with a head start he would most assuredly succeed in hunting me down. The hunky stud laughed at the sound of that and confirmed to me that that's exactly how things would go down.




A hot flash of excitement immediately washed over me when Erick cheerfully went on to reveal that he'd even brought his kidnapping gloves with him, just in case I got any ideas. I was so incredibly turned on when he added weight to his words by reaching out in front of me and opening the glove compartment. His big leather gloves - the same incredibly tight and sheening pair he had worn last Friday night - were there, along with several massive zip-ties and a pair of steel police cuffs. Wow!

When I bashfully inquired as to what the cuffs and zip-ties were for, I expected some sort of kinky response. Imagine my utter surprise when Erick's tone shifted from humorous to more serious while calmly explaining to me that he kept his gear handy for possible citizen arrests and other unforeseen emergencies. Not only that, but he was positively beaming with pride upon telling me he had successfully carried out not one but three citizen's arrests. Three!

Suffice it to say, I was positively stunned by his response. Stunned and so very extremely turned on.
Erick closed up the glove compartment before informing me he had one final stop to make.



It was a bit past three o’clock by the time we’d made it to his neighbourhood grocery store. My hunky, sunglass-wearing date asked if I wanted to come in with him, but I once again informed him that I was fine and that I’d wait for him in the car.

Erick acknowledged my decision without trying to pressure me and then teasingly told me not to go anywhere before assuring me he wouldn’t be gone long. I swear, my head was quite literally reeling with ideas about being placed under arrest by him. I wanted so badly for him to slap those steel cuffs on me and actually had to restrain myself from suggesting that he should.

I watched rather lustfully as he walked off into the distance and confidently strode into the bustling supermarket. God, what a hunk! My heart ached. Part of me wanted to run up to him and hold his hand while he grocery-shopped. The other, far more cautious and admittedly very closeted part of me, was utterly terrified at the prospect of doing so and having other people guess the nature of our relationship...if you can even call it a relationship.

Mind you, I still had no idea what to make of my attraction to this thirty-nine-year-old Alpha. And I had even less of a clue as to what a possible future with him might look like.



Anyway, those seconds of contemplative solitude eventually turned into minutes, before finally, my curiosity ended up getting the better of me. I still vividly recall scanning the supermarket exit so as to make sure Erick was nowhere to be seen before hastily unbuckling my seatbelt and turning around to investigate what I believed to be the source of the irrefutably overpowering musk.

My eyes immediately narrowed in on the enormous clutter-filled duffle bag sitting on the floor at the foot of the backseat. Though in hindsight, the pair of hockey sticks jutting out from the back compartment should have provided me with all the explanation I needed, I found myself wondering what sport was indirectly responsible for stinking up the inside of my hunky date’s vehicle, and as such, moved in to investigate.

WORST. MISTAKE. EVER.


The instant I reached down and unzipped the giant duffle bag, a derangingly potent stench wafted out to greet my face and hit me like a bag of bricks. The heavily padded body armour and oversized jersey turned out to be the first clue. The downright enormous thigh pads and the similarly oversized pair of heavily padded gauntlet gloves cemented my suspicion and led me towards an irrefutable conclusion.

Ice hockey. Erick played ice hockey. And judging by the looks - or rather, the smell of it - he played often.

His gear - and by extension, his whole bag – stank of feet, pits, crotch and sweat like you wouldn’t believe. I can’t even begin to characterise the mixed state of horror, bafflement and arousal I experienced upon lowering my hand down and disdainfully picking up what I can only describe as the biggest, ripest and downright scariest-looking jockstrap I had ever laid eyes on.

The fuming crotch-pouch alone was easily large enough to encompass the entire front of my face, and the oh-so-very tired-looking bum-support straps betrayed not only years of heavy overuse but also a wearer whose thighs and bums matched the girth of centennial oak trees. In other words, Erick’s thighs and bums. Holy fuckin' hell!


Fortunately for me, I ended up tossing the revoltingly eyewatering crotch & ballsack-scented jockstrap back down into the infernal funk pit and looking up from the nightmarish clutter just in time to spot my date emerging from the grocery store.

The preposterously reeking duffle bag was zipped shut and my seatbelt was buckled back up faster than you can blink.

You should’ve seen the speed at which I whipped my phone out of my pocket and began pretend-scrolling through my social media feed. 'Phew! That was a close call.' I remember silently thinking to myself, as I sat back and carefully composed myself for handsome Erick’s imminent return.

My date returned with a bottle of red wine in one hand and a loaf of warm oven-baked bread in the other. Although I didn’t drink much, I could only guess that the wine and bread were meant for our evening together. My heart fluttered when the man silently confirmed as much by placing both the bottle and the warm loaf of bread on my lap.

As was made evident, not only by his careful attentiveness and overt gallantry, but also by his discreet wearing of an enticingly earthy cologne, Erick was a romantic. And a smooth one at that.


We were only about thirty seconds into our final stretch of the drive when the much-feared sniffing of nostrils was heard and the sound of an audibly annoyed lament greeted my ears. Sniff sniff “Ughh. Fuckin’ hell.” my hunky driver bothersomely groaned; cracking both of our windows down before outright apologising for the smell of his gear.

I somewhat skittishly feigned surprise upon hearing that he played hockey and pretended not to have noticed the downright offensive odour permeating the air. Little did Erick know I’d been snooping into his gear and disdainfully holding up his unbelievably strong-smelling nutsack-scented crotch-pouch just a short minute prior.

Hockey, imagine that.


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Noooooooo, the torture that you are putting us through. It went by so fast. Though funny that Erick is complaining from his own funk. Just excited how strong Erick's foot odour is and how would Jake-o discover them and take them. Thanks again for another great chapter

I need to know his citizens arrest stories!!!! And I hope one happens again sometime soon with Jake with Erick!

A completely different feel compared to some of your more recent stories. It's really nice to take the time to get to know Jake and all his thoughts and feelings and see his relationship with Erick (that's a proper Viking name!) slowly and gently develop. He's definitely a relatable character and it's nice he's found someone willing to lead him forward slowly and carefully - it's a marathon not a sprint. I think Nick's got some competition!

And don't think you got that 'more nervous than a small nun at a penguin shoot' past me. It still makes me grin every time I think about it!

ChairBoy wrote: 2 months ago I need to know his citizens arrest stories!!!!

Oh, I know you do. Judging by how immensely turned on he was, I'm pretty sure Jake does as well.
Who knows? Maybe he'll at one point find the courage to try and ask Erick for a full account. Good things come to those who wait

Pup Wingletang wrote: 2 months ago ...Erick (that's a proper Viking name!). I think Nick's got some competition!

Awesome of you to join us, Mr Wingletang! Indeed is it! A Viking name with a very "Viking" meaning behind it.
As for Nick now having competition, that's quite a statement! I realise this is still really early, but I wonder what our other die-hard Nick fans (eg. @Socksbound, @ShadowHusky, @Msueta@2, @Mummybag, @Tsuhaya, @LittleGagged13, @CrownedLoy76 and even our recently repentant upstart @OrdinaryWorld ) have to say about this. Either way, good to know he's rapidly climbing the ranks.

Pup Wingletang wrote: 2 months ago And don't think you got that 'more nervous than a small nun at a penguin shoot' past me. It still makes me grin every time I think about it!

Still as sharp as ever, I see. Nothing gets past you it seems.
I was hoping someone would snag onto that silly little line I'm glad - and none too surprised - it was you.

Sounds like Erick has quite the treasure drove! Where do I sign up to be citizen arrest #4?

So....I was thinking that Erick upon entering his vehicle would have detected that Jake had been snooping in his stuff.....just from his scent being released from his bag.....then at least he would have had grounds to cuff Jakey.....am I wrong here?

I am in full 'be patient' mode to see what unfolds next, and what Jake gets indoctrinated into!

Okay I'm a little late to the party, but now I'm all caught u,p and oh boy!... what a beautiful story so far Sir, the innocent demeanor of Jake is so well developed and described only heightened by the warmth and hunkiness of Erick, I really like their relationship and I can feel the tension building up, the pieces slowly falling into place. I cant wait to see it all finally come to fruition.

I loved this little slice of life chapter. Running errands and getting to see the day to day life of Erick was super sweet. I was taken aback by the multiple citizens arrest. I need to hear those stories and I need Erick to reenact them on Jake!

The hockey equipment stinking up the whole car was great! I am wondering if him and Zack play on the same team or maybe even rivals. Could you imagine how hot it would be if Zack kidnapped Jake to get to Erick! Ahh the endless possibilities!

Lastly there is the sick little dog. I swear to god if anything happens to that little guy I will boycott this story!

Overall another fantastic chapter! I can’t wait to see what happens next and more importantly, when the jockstrap will come into play…hopefully as a gag

Bradstick wrote: 2 months ago
The hockey equipment stinking up the whole car was great! I am wondering if him and Zack play on the same team or maybe even rivals. Could you imagine how hot it would be if Zack kidnapped Jake to get to Erick! Ahh the endless possibilities!

Great observation! And we all know how @bondagefreak works (Story crossovers galore )....do you think that perhaps when Jake and Erick get to his place, that perhaps Zack is already there? Ok ok....settling down....

socjuc wrote: 2 months ago Great observation! And we all know how @bondagefreak works (Story crossovers galore )....do you think that perhaps when Jake and Erick get to his place, that perhaps Zack is already there? Ok ok....settling down....

Could you imagine Jermey and Jake having a little play date. And by play date, I mean they are both mummified and smother-fucked by their boyfriends! Ok maybe we do need to settle down!

Bradstick wrote: 2 months ago Could you imagine Jermey and Jake having a little play date. And by play date, I mean they are both mummified and smother-fucked by their boyfriends!

Or better yet; mummified and accidentally smother-fucked by the wrong boyfriends

Somehow I feel as though @Guardianbound should be a part of this conversation.

Swapping was what I thought about too

socjuc wrote: 2 months ago Swapping was what I thought about too

Oh, I know you did.
I know you like the back of my hand, buddy

bondagefreak wrote: 2 months ago Or better yet; mummified and accidentally smother-fucked by the wrong boyfriends

Somehow I feel as though @Guardianbound should be a part of this conversation.

Sharing is caring

You better be taking notes, these are some great ideas

Wow, I love the way you described that hockey bag, mentioning how stretched out the elastic on his jockstrap would be is so dreamy. It's also so lovely how each stop, you sprinkled in a kind act, it's made him come off as super endearing. I'm wondering how you will contrast it if they pursue each other in other ways also

well, well, well, what a start Sir!
usually, being a very direct person, I like when things start hard right away, but in this case I must admit that the slow start does not bother me at all! I find it even like "sensual" if that make sense, of course, I still hope things are gonna get heated and that Erik's ice hockey gear will "come in handy" at one point if I can put it like that.
great work as always Sir, thank you!
regards,

I love how the connection between Erick and Jack develops. I can feel the story gaining some momentum too slowly and steadily. I look forward to the next chapters.

bondagefreak wrote: 2 months ago
As for Nick now having competition, that's quite a statement! I realise this is still really early, but I wonder what our other die-hard Nick fans... have to say about this. Either way, good to know he's rapidly climbing the ranks.

Well, I finally caught up so I can give my two cents on Erick and him in comparison to Nick. But first of all, I can't WAIT to see how the relationship between Jake and Erick develops. It's certainly interesting to see Jake's internal feelings on the dating world and also, it's refreshing to see Jake's slow journey into figuring out his feelings for Erick. It seems like we're really going to be getting a deeper look into the characters.

Now, onto the "debate" about Nick vs. Erick. In terms of physical attractiveness, they fall about the same level (although I've seen more of Nick so I'd have to say him currently). Nick has his iconic foot problem and it seems like Erick might have a prominent jockstrap (which, fingers crossed, we'll hopefully see some action with) and both of them certainly have other odour problems. As much as I love a "younger" guy, that isn't to say that I wouldn't have a hard time deciding between Erick and Nick, if I could even decide at all. There are certain characteristics to an older guy that are amazing, but I tend to pick the younger guys when blindly ranking them (Like the compatibility test).

Emotionally, I'm more on Nick's side. At least based on the energy I'm getting from Erick. While I can certainly appreciate Erick being more empathetic and caring towards your his sub, Nick definitely has those moments as well as also having those no-tolerance side to him quite often that make him just that much more hotter. Erick seems like a great guy (and his kinks are ABSOLUTELY IMPECCABLE), and taking things slower with more tenderness has its perks, but Nick’s personality just makes him that much... hotter. Now, do take into account that we haven't seen that much of Erick, thus I do have a biases towards Nick. So as for whether of not Erick falls above or below Nick, completely depends on the more BDSM aspects of the story, which I doubt we'll see for now, and even then, I'm not sure Erick will surpass Nick.

Thanks for writing Sir! Is it alright if you add me to the tag list?