Coverall boy : 01 - Tied up at the barn (f/m)
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Coverall boy's stories
01 - Tied up at the barn
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By Coverall boy
Thursday, December 1st 2005 - 12:13:06 PM
Tied up at the barn
Hello
I'm a 21 year old from Norway. The content of this story is about me being tied up at a barn by my friend Jenny. She is 20 now. It happened about 2 years ago.
I live at a farm, and have to do the duties there when my parents are away. This time my parents were gone for a weekend and I was in charge of the farm. My friend Jenny had promised me to help me with milking and feeding one afternoon. Jenny had been a friend of mine since we were small children.
She showed up around 5 in the afternoon. She was wearing a green coverall. I love the look of a girl in a coverall. I also love wearing one myself. I also got dressed, and wore a dark blue coverall.
"So you wear proper equipment" I said to her.
"Yes, I wear this when I work at home" she answered.
We entered the barn and I told her that she could get sawdust and put on the floor at the cows while I fed them. She began doing that before she asked me, "Why are the cows tied? Wouldn't it be better if they walked around?"
I answered "What's wrong with being tied up?"
"Oh would you like it", she replied.
"I would only free myself" I said.
"So if I tie you up, you think you could get away?"
"Easy" I said hoping that she would try.
"OK. Where do you keep your rope?" She said.
I pretended that I didn't want it so much, but I showed her. There was some green rope, and some duct tape.
"OK. All I need right here" she said. "Now stand with your back to that pole." She commanded me in a strict way. The pole was about twice as thick as lamppost. I walked over an posed. She grabbed my arms and twisted the behind the pole. She then grabbed the duct tape and wrapped it around my wrists about five times or so. She was doing it fast so I couldn't count.
I felt really stuck.
"You won't have a chance" she said.
"Yeah right" I replied.
There I was being tied up by a girl in a coverall, wearing a coverall myself. Could I enjoy myself more. Next she grabbed my legs and put them close to each other. I resisted a little, but she commanded me to put them close. Then she wrapped duct tape around my knees and behind the pole. The same with my ankles.
"Good luck" she said.
I got more and more stuck, and enjoyed it more and more.
Then she got a piece of rope and tied it to my wrists. Then she tied the other end down to my feet. This was really clever. I was like a kind of hogtie.
It was time for more duct tape. She wrapped it several times around my chest and the pole. I couldn't move an inch. You would think that she had done this a thousand times before.
"There. And you think you can get loose. Think again"
"Just give me a short time" I said.
Now there's only one thing missing she told me. I understood quick that it was a gag.
"You're not going to speak while I enjoy feeding the cows".
"Noommmmmmmppphhh".
My mouth was shut by some kind of cloth she shoved in my mouth. Quickly she stripped my mouth with a piece of duct tape. This tape was really strong so there was no chance of getting rid of it.
"Enjoy" she said and began working. "Mmmmmmmmmmmpppphh" I said. I stood there with no chance of getting loose watching her walk around in her coverall. I enjoyed it a lot.
Jenny came from a farm herself so she knew what to do when milking the cows. I guess it went almost two hours before she was done. Then she talked to me.
"I'm done with your duties and you're still tied up. Looks like i was right and you were wrong."
I mmphed at her.
"Oh you still think you can get loose?"
I began getting numb in my hands from the tight tie-up. And one part of me had gotten enough, but I really enjoyed my position.
She walked out of the barn and I wondered what she was doing now.
She didn't come back and I tried to get loose. Nothing worked. I was tied up too good.
After two more hours she came back. Laughing. She still wore her coverall.
She ripped my gagged of and pulled out the piece of cloth.
"Where have you been?"
"Shut up, or I'll place the gag back on"
Butmmmmmmmpph mmmmmmmppphh. She really meant it.
"Ok, I will untie you now, but you have to admit that I was right."
I nodded, my hands were to numb to be tied up anymore.
She had found a small knife which she used to cut the ties. When she was finished untieing me, I checked her work in the barn. I told her that she had done a good job.
She was acting like a know-it-all and it irritated me. I wanted to tie her up before she took off her coverall, but the revenge is another story:)
Coverall boy
Norway
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Coverall boy's stories
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section
01 - Tied up at the barn
Story index at the bottom
By Coverall boy
Thursday, December 1st 2005 - 12:13:06 PM
Tied up at the barn
Hello
I'm a 21 year old from Norway. The content of this story is about me being tied up at a barn by my friend Jenny. She is 20 now. It happened about 2 years ago.
I live at a farm, and have to do the duties there when my parents are away. This time my parents were gone for a weekend and I was in charge of the farm. My friend Jenny had promised me to help me with milking and feeding one afternoon. Jenny had been a friend of mine since we were small children.
She showed up around 5 in the afternoon. She was wearing a green coverall. I love the look of a girl in a coverall. I also love wearing one myself. I also got dressed, and wore a dark blue coverall.
"So you wear proper equipment" I said to her.
"Yes, I wear this when I work at home" she answered.
We entered the barn and I told her that she could get sawdust and put on the floor at the cows while I fed them. She began doing that before she asked me, "Why are the cows tied? Wouldn't it be better if they walked around?"
I answered "What's wrong with being tied up?"
"Oh would you like it", she replied.
"I would only free myself" I said.
"So if I tie you up, you think you could get away?"
"Easy" I said hoping that she would try.
"OK. Where do you keep your rope?" She said.
I pretended that I didn't want it so much, but I showed her. There was some green rope, and some duct tape.
"OK. All I need right here" she said. "Now stand with your back to that pole." She commanded me in a strict way. The pole was about twice as thick as lamppost. I walked over an posed. She grabbed my arms and twisted the behind the pole. She then grabbed the duct tape and wrapped it around my wrists about five times or so. She was doing it fast so I couldn't count.
I felt really stuck.
"You won't have a chance" she said.
"Yeah right" I replied.
There I was being tied up by a girl in a coverall, wearing a coverall myself. Could I enjoy myself more. Next she grabbed my legs and put them close to each other. I resisted a little, but she commanded me to put them close. Then she wrapped duct tape around my knees and behind the pole. The same with my ankles.
"Good luck" she said.
I got more and more stuck, and enjoyed it more and more.
Then she got a piece of rope and tied it to my wrists. Then she tied the other end down to my feet. This was really clever. I was like a kind of hogtie.
It was time for more duct tape. She wrapped it several times around my chest and the pole. I couldn't move an inch. You would think that she had done this a thousand times before.
"There. And you think you can get loose. Think again"
"Just give me a short time" I said.
Now there's only one thing missing she told me. I understood quick that it was a gag.
"You're not going to speak while I enjoy feeding the cows".
"Noommmmmmmppphhh".
My mouth was shut by some kind of cloth she shoved in my mouth. Quickly she stripped my mouth with a piece of duct tape. This tape was really strong so there was no chance of getting rid of it.
"Enjoy" she said and began working. "Mmmmmmmmmmmpppphh" I said. I stood there with no chance of getting loose watching her walk around in her coverall. I enjoyed it a lot.
Jenny came from a farm herself so she knew what to do when milking the cows. I guess it went almost two hours before she was done. Then she talked to me.
"I'm done with your duties and you're still tied up. Looks like i was right and you were wrong."
I mmphed at her.
"Oh you still think you can get loose?"
I began getting numb in my hands from the tight tie-up. And one part of me had gotten enough, but I really enjoyed my position.
She walked out of the barn and I wondered what she was doing now.
She didn't come back and I tried to get loose. Nothing worked. I was tied up too good.
After two more hours she came back. Laughing. She still wore her coverall.
She ripped my gagged of and pulled out the piece of cloth.
"Where have you been?"
"Shut up, or I'll place the gag back on"
Butmmmmmmmpph mmmmmmmppphh. She really meant it.
"Ok, I will untie you now, but you have to admit that I was right."
I nodded, my hands were to numb to be tied up anymore.
She had found a small knife which she used to cut the ties. When she was finished untieing me, I checked her work in the barn. I told her that she had done a good job.
She was acting like a know-it-all and it irritated me. I wanted to tie her up before she took off her coverall, but the revenge is another story:)
Coverall boy
Norway
__________________________________________________________________________
Coverall boy's stories
- 01 - Tied up at the barn (f/m)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section