03 - My first tie-up game with Emily
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By Graham uk
Thursday, September 29th 2005 - 06:19:09 AM
My first tie-up game with Emily, part 1
Hi again everybody, Graham uk back, offering another memory from my teenage summer holidays at my Aunt Kay's home:
By the time I had reached 14 I had realised that I was 'different' from most other boys my age. Sure, I fancied girls big time, but my interest in seeing them tied up, and being tied up myself was clearly not something the majority of my peers shared.
My summer vacations at Aunt Kay's were introducing me into a world of female domination and bondage. It was enticing and infectuous, it was a fantasy in which I was not in control, and yet it was actually happening. I was an eager recipient and felt so lucky.
As I frequently reminisced about Aunt Kay's methods of discipline ( see previous stories; My First lesson from Aunt Kay, and How I learnt that its rude to stare), I became more and more determined that this particular year I would tie up one of my cousins, Emily and Charlotte ( 1 and 2 years older than me respectively).
In normal circumstances this would be difficult, as they were both learning judo, and Charlotte was certainly a lot bigger than me. So, I hatched a 'cunning plan'.
Before my holiday began I managed to get hold of some soft rope from my Dad's garage. I washed it to both soften and clean it ( it seemed like the rope that Aunt Kay had tied me up with). I also cut it into: two 6 ft lengths, and three 10 ft lengths. With this done, I secretly practised self bondage on my ankles and knees to gain expertise in this subject.
The first couple of days at Aunt Kay's went as they had in the previous couple of years. I spent time playing sports and games and 'catching up; on gossip/events with Emily and Charlotte. And, I still had an almighty crush on Aunt Kay, but was conscious not to let it be too obvious.
Aunt Kay's hair was now cut slightly shorter in a geo-bob style, and so often, she seemed to be wearing leather trousers or a leather skirt, and shiny satin blouses. I also began to notice that she used dark eye shadow. She really possessed a dominant aura.
Anyway, Charlotte, now 16, was spending more and more time with her friend Alison ( see; How I learnt it's rude to stare), which meant that I had ample opportunity to talk to Emily, my cunning plan was taking shape.
Emily was always keen to reminisce and joke about how her Mum had disciplined me, and also about how she had been on the receiving end of those methods, which conveniently led me to ask her how she felt about being tied up.
Her response nearly blew me away. She laughed " it's not that bad, you even get used to it and treat it as a bit of a game". Wow, as an eager 14 year old I seized on this and suggested we play a game of tennis, with the winner getting to tie up the loser. I proposed tennis as I knew I had the edge over Emily in this sport.
Without hesitation, Emily agreed, and said we should do it the following day. I was on a winner whatever the result; if I won I got to tie up a girl for the first time, and if Emily won, ah so what, I'd get dominated by a female again, how could I lose?
So, the following day, we packed our tennis rackets and lunch, I also secretly packed the rope, and walked to the tennis courts, which were close to the riding stables where Aunt Kay's family were all members. Emily and I had agreed to sneak into an unused shed at the stables after our tennis and play our tie-up game.
Despite being a bundle of nerves, I beat Emily in straight sets, and wasted no time in reminding her of our agreement. She remained really good about the whole thing and we laughed and joked as we walked to the riding stables.
We went into the unused shed and closed the door behind us. It suddenly dawned on Emily that we had no rope, so I produced the lengths of rope I had meticulously prepared. She joked about how I had come prepared, and how eager I was to tie her up. I think she could sense my anticipation and played along with it.
Both Emily and Charlotte took after Aunt Kay for their looks, they were both dark haired, Emily was more 'pretty' whilst Charlotte had a somewhat serious look about her. Emily was wearing a white round neck tee shirt with pink collar and sleeves, very tight white shorts, with white ankle socks and white trainers, she looked cute.
Then came my moment of triumph "hands behind your back please" I said in a trembling voice and without hesitation she complied. I doubled a shorter length of rope and wound it around Emily's wrists twice then divided it between them before pulling it tight and knotting it at the top out of the reach of her fingers. "try and get out of that " I taunted.
Emily struggled, but had no chance of freeing herself, I had bound her wrists tightly there was no slack in the ropes. In the spirit of our game she adopted a 'Penelope Pitstop' damsel in distress accent saying " help help".
"I'm not finished yet" I told her, and proceeded to use a 10 ft length of rope to draw Emily's elbows closer behind her back. I then wound the excess of rope underneath and above her breasts and around her upper body. The effect of this was to make her developing chest thrust out, looking as though she had put two tennis balls under her tee shirt.
Emily seemed to enjoy the sensation that her young breasts were quite obviously being 'forced out' and were on display so to speak. She kept wriggling her shoulders and upper body and struggling . The more she struggled the more her predicament was accentuated and the more her breasts were thrust forward. I'm certain that she was aware how gorgeous and vulnerable she looked, and seemed to be enjoying playing the part.
I helped her sit on the ground and then proceeded to tie her ankles and knees together, throughout this Emily kept up her damsel in distress 'Penelope Pitstop' accent, and this really excited me.
When I had finished tying her up, I stood back to admire my efforts and contemplate what to do next, when suddenly Emily dropped her accent, and said "Oh oh, look behind you".
I turned around, and there, in the doorway stood Aunt Kay. She had interrupted our game. I was in shock and lost for words.
Sorry to leave it on a cliffhanger folks, but I'll conclude this story in a couple of days thanks......
Graham uk
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Wednesday, October 5th 2005 - 06:18:56 AM
My First tie-up game with Emily . concluded
Sorry to leave it so long before concluding this story, but you know how things are; I've been a little tied up lately! Any way, when I left off I had just tied up my cousin Emily, when she alerted me to look behind:
I was completely stunned and speechless, I had no idea of how my Aunt Kay would react:
But there she stood, commanding, in a crisp white shirt, beige riding jodhpurs, an eye-catching black patent waist-clinching belt, and black leather riding boots, into which was tucked a riding crop. To complete her equestrian attire Aunt Kay wore black kid gloves, and had a black silk scarf around her neck.
The awful silence was broken when Emily blurted out "How come you found us here Mummy?".
"You don't appear to be in any sort of position to ask questions young lady" came the curt reply. " I think it is me that deserves an explanation".
Between us, Emily and I explained about our game. I went to release Emily, but Aunt Kay told me to remain where I was. " Ah, a tying-up game, don't object to me joining in, do you?".
At this stage, I wasn't certain whether Aunt Kay was angry, or being sarcastic, or genuinely wanting to join in.
" Graham, come with me" she said, inviting me to follow her out of the shed, whilst ignoring Emily's protestations to be freed.
We went into a barn, where Aunt Kay got a ball of string and a knife. She enlightened me that she had drove to the stables for some riding practice when she had spotted Emily and me sneak into the unused shed and decided to investigate.
Aunt Kay then swiftly left the barn with me following her, and returned to the shed.
" Haven't got free yet?" she teased " Dear dear dear, I think that teaching you judo has been a waste of time if this is what you allow to happen to you".
Emily looked delightfully embarrassed, and I laughed, but somehow I just knew that I was in for it, I just can't begin to explain the sense of teenage anticipation.
" Right Graham, remove your shoes and socks please, and stand right in front of this post" Aunt Kay ordered.
The post she referred to was a 6 inch square roof support right next to where Emily was tied up. " So nice of you both to allow me to join in your little game, as I'm sure you know by now, I'm something of an expert at rope work and tying knots, I'm an ex senior girl guide you'll be reassured to know" Aunt Kay seemed to be relishing this situation.
She knelt down, and with the string tied my big toes together, and then looped the string around the post before cutting it. I could manoeuvre my feet a little but obviously could not go anywhere.
" Arms in front of the post" was Aunt Kay's next command. I complied, and felt her tying my thumbs together tightly with the string, she then secured them to an eye-bolt in the post at just about my head height.
Aunt Kay stepped back, "That's a little Japanese trick you'll be pleased to know. Thumb and toe tied, absolutely impossible to escape from. Still, you can amuse yourself trying whilst I go riding".
She then looked at Emily, who was still moaning that she should be released. Aunt Kay checked my ropework and commented "Hmmm, not a bad job for a beginner, you'll not be getting free in a hurry, however, something is missing" and with that , she removed her scarf, knotted it in the middle and gagged poor Emily " There, that'll stop your whining".
" I don't know " she continued " this still seems a bit one-sided, someone else needs a gag I think, and I know just what to use".
Aunt Kay then rolled one of my socks up into a ball and thrust it into my mouth. She secured it by wrapping the remainder of the string around my mouth and the back of my head several times. I was properly gagged.
Before she left, Aunt Kay addressed Emily and me; " Since this is a game, and you've accepted my involvement, here are the rules for whilst I'm riding; I know you will not be able to free yourselves so there is no point in me telling you not to escape, but under no circumstances are the gags to be pushed out, you will both remain gagged for the entire time I am riding. If you should be so disobedient as to push the gags out of your mouths with your tongues, I will know because you wont be able to put them back in again, and as a punishment, you will remain with a gag in for the remainder of the day" and with that she turned and left.
Emily and I tried to talk to each other in mmmmppppphhh type gag-talk, and where I was tied facing the post, the effect of feeling my 'private parts' rub against the post combined with being tied and gagged and the fantastic sight of Emily was all getting too much, I had never been so excited.
But all good things come to an end, and after what seemed like ages, Aunt Kay returned.
She untied and ungagged the pair of us, and we went back to her house in her car.
Although this particular story ends here, the consequences of that afternoon in the shed led indirectly to my next 'experience' in female domination and bondage. I will post that story asap.
Any comments/observations will be appreciated. Thanks.
Graham uk
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Graham uk's stories
- 01 - My first lesson from aunt Kay (F/m)
- 02 - How I learned that it's rude to stare (F/m)
- 03 - My first tie-up game with Emily (m/f, F/fm)
- 04 - How Aunt Kay dealt with my little 'accident' (F/m)
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