Matt W : 04 - The Sleepover (fff/m, m/f)
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04 - The Sleepover
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By Matt W
Saturday, July 1st 2006 - 02:16:33 AM
The Sleepover
100% True Story (believe it or not, all I know is if it any true I certainly had some fun experincing something that never happened)
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Ah, I'm 18 what a horrible and wonderful year. Some decent things happened as well as some bad, but in this story their was light tastes of both.
It was a Friday, and I was sitting in what I call "The Captains Chair" playing on the computer with my internet buddies. I was playing Enemy Terroritory and kicking ass along side my clan sFx.
I had headphones on and wasn't paying to much attention to what was going on. I did know that my sister was having company over. Three girls, Andrea, Breana, and Marcy.
Andrea had to be about 15, Breanna 14, and Marcy 16...
They were doing their usually deal. Hang out in my sister's room (sister's name is Kristen) doing god knows what. While I sat on the computer, playing video games. Taking out 3-4 enemies at a time with my airstrikes.
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Well it came to around 10pm when they came out. Now, don't ask me why, but it seems around this time girls tend to be into "boys" a lot...
Breanna, had almost a fetish for boys including me. (technically I was now an adult, but 18... ain't really that adult) So she walked up to me with her nervous grin. She sat in my lap and said.
"Hi, Matt"
"Hey..." was my only reply. I did enjoy it, but I wasn't quite in the mood. I was in the middle of a game.
"Oh, whatever Matt" she said and walked off.
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About 10:40 the game was finally over, but as I was about to realize a new game was about to begin.
Now before I go any further let me say I am in no way saying that having any sorta "pleasure" from minors is right. In fact the only reason why I am typing this story is because I'm pretty sure people in this place wont take it the wrong way or else my life is about to end in about 24 hours after posting. With that out of the way, let me continue.
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I was done with the computer, checked my e-mail, said my good byes. It was time to see what the girls were up to.
They were all laying on the floor, blankets covering them, All in PJs. They were watching a rather gruesome movie that I couldn't possibly believe they could get away with at that age. It was called "House of 1,000 Corpses..." If you don't have a clue what its about let me make you a overview real quick.
Its about a group of people who get stuck at a house. But the people they are very very different. They take pleasure in torturing and killing people. I wont give away the ending, but sufficient to say, death is part of the movie.
Now back to the story. They were watching a particular outrages scene near the end. It had a bunch of nude girls (some dead) tied up in various positions.
This was a scene they talked about after the movie was over. Then that brought up tying people up. Andrea talked about how at one party they tied up someone's little brother. This kinda struck me... I hadn't been tied up in a long while.... or possibly tie them up.
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"You tied up someone's little brother?"
"Yea, it was actually kinda fun" Andrea replied.
"I'm surprised someone your age knew how to tie someone up"
"Well, I only helped" Andrea.
"I guess so, I remember back when I was tied up. They were pretty much your age."
"You were tied up?" Marcy said
"Did you like it?" Breanna said
"Actually I did..."
"Hey Kristen, let's tie your bother up" said Andrea.
Kristen of course was kinda iffy, but she agreed for the fun of it.
She went into the garage and pulled out a 20 foot rope my dad used to pull down trees with. But I told her to put it back, by now I was touching a bit into self tying. I had gotten up to suspension, but I was doubtful that would happen tonight so I decided not to tell them.
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Now this of course leads up to something better than I never thought I'd get to, but I must stay with how it happened so part II will come later.
I went downstairs into the basement and pulled out a bag wedged between a toy chest and the wall. It contained about 20 feet of cut up rope, duct tape, a bicycle chain lock, and stretchy rubber tubing rope that I managed to find in a school garbage in gym (dont know why they had it, but I took it and put it into my backpack) and of course some small handcuffs you could find at toys r us.
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They went right to work. I laid on my stomach in the living room onto of all the blankets n stuff. First Andrea instructed me to put my hands behind my back which I did. She tied one wrist with a part of the 20 foot rope (which was cut into about 4 or so feet sections)
No matter how many times I've gotten tied up (by myself or others) it still surprises me the feeling. That tightening, helpless feeling you get is almost intoxicating.
By now she had gotten both hands tied and behind my back, why she just didn't use the handcuffs I had no idea, but I wasn't going to be picky.
Meanwhile Marcy was working on my feet. She just wrapped my ankles tightly around with the rope and finished it with a good double knot. Then Kristen went by with some duct tape and taped my mouth shut.
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"Where is he ticklish?" Andrea said.
Kristen didn't know surprisingly because we were never into that tickle game. So they just went for places.
By now my tickle spots had changed a little. Feet were no longer my ticklish ares... sure they were ticklish, but not by much. Instead my sides were, but by now my thing for feet had grown immensely and I wanted to be tickled there. However, if they thought it wasn't a ticklish area they wouldn't do it... so I had to fake it.
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They first started by the neck, which was nothing... I was very ticklish to begin with. Then they hit my sides. I flinched briefly trying to hold it in as best I can... Holding my breath seemed to deaden the urge to laugh.
Next came the legs, which of course were nothing. Then finally they tried the feet (I was wearing socks) It barely tickled at all, but I faked it squirming and putting on a grand show for them. They soon removed my socks and began tickling even harder and I faked them out again with my whispering laughs (to not wake the my parents) and squirming all over the blankets. Their slender fingers working at the soles of my feet.
Andrea apparently enjoyed the way I laughed and wanted more.
Breanna this whole time watched and smiled she seemed to be enjoying it as much as I was.
Then they stopped, and Andrea asked.
"Lets tie him down to something..."
HELLO! I thought. I muffled in my makeshift gag (which really wasn't much of a gag, all I had to do was lick the tape and it would come off.) I told them there was a guest bed downstairs. (which use to be mine till I got a better one. I led them into the basement, this was the best place in house. Parents were sleeping and unlikely to come down to the basement. Plus there was support poles, a gaming table, rafters, and the guest bedroom / second office...
Matt W.
MattW74656@Yahoo.com
http://www.mypsace.com/xer0_
USA
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Sunday, July 2nd 2006 - 03:31:36 AM
The Sleepover -Part II-
We walked downstairs, past the laundry room with the rafters i used to practice my suspension. Yes, I was getting deeper into the art of ties now. I had tried everything from simple hog tie to full suspension on myself... I was half wishing they'd want to do suspension, but I decided against it.
We passed the middle room with the gaming table... might need that later. And finally the guest bedroom. I remember when I used to sleep in this bed as a child, who knew I'd have 3 girls tying me up in it years later.
We cleaned off the bed a little bit. Boxes had been stacked up to make room on the floor. Then Andrea instructed me to lay down on my back, which I complied.
I guess now would be a good time to describe these girls. Andrea, was a medium height, pale, black haired, skinny girl. Very attractive... almost dominating look and the black hair seemed to amplify her. She was wearing pjs, light red.
Marcy was a tall dark brown haired girl with small glasses. She always smiled, but was usually silent. She always wore them damn "Naughty bunny" jammies or whatever the hell you call them and of course her goofy toe socks.
Breanna was a semi chubby, black girl. She was the shortest of the 3, but very seductive from her "playfulness" (I kid u not she is as close as u can get to jail bait without it being jailbait) She wore jeans and a t shirt for her pjs.
and finally my sister... She was a semi short, blonde girl. She was attractive... but obviously I had no interest in her (though other males tended to). She is weaker in strength, but knows... "where to hit" if u know what i mean. She was another one of those damn naughty bunny fans.
and then there is of course me. Tall, dark brown messy haired Matt.... skinny as a stick (only weighed around 140 at the time) I was one of those people that wore his day clothes to bed... so I had on baggy jeans and a t shirt, and though not originally, but now barefoot.
I layed down on the bed, I could barely fit in a stretch of spread eagle.
By now the girls were giggling. Andrea went to work first with my hands while my sis went with my feet. Course I didn't want my sis to tie up my feet so I noted to Andrea that shed be far better at tying me to the bed than Kristen... which worked.
Andrea stepped over my body on the bed and started to tie my left hand. (the bed was against the wall, left hand side) Her bare feet were just inches away from my face, but unfortunately she didn't seem to notice my fascination and I was yet too shy to tell anyone. I felt the rope tighten around my wrist and then my arm being stretched as she wrapped it around the wooden bedpost. She finished the tie with a double knot, then crawled back over me to tie the other wrist.
By now my breath had quickened to twice its normal amount. Slightly light headed from hyperventilating over the excitement I watched as Andrea tied up my second wrist. That wonderful feeling of utter helplessness once again flowing through me like a high caffeine drink. After both hands were tied I tested my bonds. They were strong... she went for my feet next and grabbed my ankle. Proceeding to tickle the bottom of my foot. I laughed and pulled it away. I wasn't going to let them finish with just a half job. Finally she realized if she was going to tickle me fully she would have to finish tying me up to spread eagle. She grabbed my other foot and kneeled down. For a very split second of fantasy I thought she was gunna lick my foot. (give me a break, when ur in "the high" u mind starts doing its wishful thinking lol) but of course she just wanted to get a better angle to tie my foot. Regardless of her intensions the explosive feeling running through me was going nuclear. I could feel her breath on my foot and its was getting to be too much. Who the heck would think that there is something worse than tickle torture that still wont get u sued.
I could feel the rope tighten around my ankle almost painfully. Then felt my leg being stretched as she tied my foot to the bed post... then she moved to the other foot... her hands touching my barefoot, grabbing it and pulling it towards her sent another blood rush to me. I felt the final tug as I was completely bound spread eagle out on my old bed. I looked around the room. Marcy was of course smiling, Breanna look like she wanted to make out with me, Kristen was on the verge of laughing. and Andrea was going for the feet lol.
I squirmed again, but this time no use... I discovered the mistake that self bondage is so much weaker than when someone really ties you up. I was indeed helpless to the girls.
Then Kristen went for my sides unexpectedly and I laughed far more, squirming the pain of the ropes holding me to the bed. The girls looked at me... and it was about now the word "crap" was running into my mind. They have discovered my weak spot.
Matt W.
MattW74656@Yahoo.com
http://www.mypsace.com/xer0_
USA
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Monday, July 3rd 2006 - 04:57:15 AM
The Sleepover Part II
Before I continue Id like to give a few pics. They don't have the girls in them, but the sites:
http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a217/ ... G_1351.jpg
that would be my old bed - and to give u a general idea.
And here's a pic of something that's going on ether in this part - or the next.
http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a217/ ... G_1349.jpg
Anyway to the story.
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Brianna kneeled down by my head and started to whisper
"You enjoying this Matt? You having fun?"
Well I was enjoying it, but for how long I don't know!
Andrea was still working on my feet, her sharp nails digging into my sole sending some surprisingly strong tickling sensations. But the worst was soon to come. Kristen and Marcy were over by my stomach - my sides fully exposed I braced myself for what was coming.
Marcy dug deep into my sides and I went stiff in almost painful tickle torture.
Brianna giggled and watched as I flinched when Kristen went for my other side.
By now, I could no longer hold it in and started to laugh louder than I wanted to. Kristen told me to shut up, but I couldn't help it.
My sister went to the shoot and got a sock - she was about to put it in my mouth but I protested. The sock was nasty, if she was gunna shove something in my mouth it was going to be clean.
"Stop tickling him, just give me a second" Kristen said, she apparently went upstairs and got a sock from the sock basket
Andrea giggled and with the back of her fingers lightly stroked the bottom of my foot I could feel the rush coming back just as Kristen returned. This time I reluctantly allowed her to put the sock in my mouth, then came the duct tape.
Now they resumed tickling me - yes I know had a refused the gag they may of stopped, but I wasn't going to stop, even for painful side tickling. This was too rare a chance.
I felt 4 hands going up and down my sides making me squirm even more. I could feel the ropes biting into my wrist and ankles but didn't care!
By now I had broken out into a sweat and was started to get exhausted - however, they continued sweating me down to the point were I was starting to get worried if id have the fight left to get myself free.
The girls finally started to notice.
"Had enough Matt?" Brianna asked.
I just breathed heavily through the gag (which is remarkably hard to do lol).
Brianna played with my hair a little bit looking into my eyes with... with... was that seduction? No... i'm fantasizing again.
Finally they stopped and I was prepared to be finally untied, but no - they just left me, spread eagle on my bed.
I did have one thing going for me - the bed was small - so if I stretched I could catch the knot of one of my wrist with my teeth.
And so it began - stretching, painful stretching- I stretch my wrist closer and with a little twist of the body manage to get the knot in my mouth.
I slowly started to unknot the double she made I slowly loosed it, but couldn't quite get it untied, so I pulled on it a little and it tightened back up - but added a bit of length to the rope. I did it again (much easier now that I didn't have to stretch so much) I finally broke free on one side - my wrist was burning, not intensely but still burning. I reached over and untied my other wrist. Then went for my ankles - I finally was free! But still tired so I clasped back down on the bed and rested.
I don't know how much time went by. I actually think I started to doze off. But I woke up to someone coming down the stairs.
I had an idea - I moved over to the other side of the door and hide n wait.
It was Brianna; she had come down alone. I started to wonder what she would do had I still been tied up, but no - had to concentrate on what was at hand.
She entered the room and immediately realized I was free, but didn't do much. I grabbed her from behind and she just smiled.
I pushed her on the bed.
"What are you going to do to me Matt?" she said I swear to god it was provocatively
I took the rope and proceeded to tying one of her wrist.
Secretively I would of rather had Marcy or Andrea - or both lol, but she will do.
Matt W.
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Wednesday, July 5th 2006 - 02:27:54 AM
The Sleepover Part V
I dragged Brianna to the gaming table (the second picture I showed a link to in my last post) and she seemed more than willing to lay on top of it.
I took a piece of rope that was originally binding me to the bed and tied a good X type wrap around her hands... then tied it off with a triple knot.
Then I moved to her socked feet and did the same kinda of wrap and knot.
Finally I took out the stretchy rubber tubing rope and wrapped it tightly around the table... it works surprisingly well as a good binding tool. After about 6 warps around I double knotted it and admired my work.
She was enjoying it I could tell... that and the fact she said... I quote.
"Now that I'm tied up, what are you going to do to me?"
My response was playfully simple enough
"What I always do to helpless girls..."
I decided to have some fun while I had her tied. I removed her socks and started to tickle them. She wasn't very ticklish at all down there to my disappointment... in fact after trying to tickle her sides, neck, underarms... I found out she's damn near dead when it came to tickling. I finally gave up and just watched her playfully struggle against her bonds. About 15 minutes passed before Kristen and Marcy realized that Briana hasn't come back yet, that meant of course ether she was seducing my bound body on the bed or I had captured her lol. Sadly it was the later
They found her, laughed a little and untied her... then we went upstairs they watched more tv. I cleaned up then went back to my video games before heading off to bed.
I thought it would be over, that this was the last time I ever would experience being tied up by them, but I was wrong. Soon after damn near every time one of Kristen's friends came over we'd have a tie up game... or two. And although I don't want to give away too much for my next short, but certainly not boring story. But suspension did eventually come...
END
Matt W.
MattW74656@Yahoo.com
http://www.myspace.com/xer0_
USA
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Matt W's stories
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section
04 - The Sleepover
Story index at the bottom
By Matt W
Saturday, July 1st 2006 - 02:16:33 AM
The Sleepover
100% True Story (believe it or not, all I know is if it any true I certainly had some fun experincing something that never happened)
_________________
Ah, I'm 18 what a horrible and wonderful year. Some decent things happened as well as some bad, but in this story their was light tastes of both.
It was a Friday, and I was sitting in what I call "The Captains Chair" playing on the computer with my internet buddies. I was playing Enemy Terroritory and kicking ass along side my clan sFx.
I had headphones on and wasn't paying to much attention to what was going on. I did know that my sister was having company over. Three girls, Andrea, Breana, and Marcy.
Andrea had to be about 15, Breanna 14, and Marcy 16...
They were doing their usually deal. Hang out in my sister's room (sister's name is Kristen) doing god knows what. While I sat on the computer, playing video games. Taking out 3-4 enemies at a time with my airstrikes.
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Well it came to around 10pm when they came out. Now, don't ask me why, but it seems around this time girls tend to be into "boys" a lot...
Breanna, had almost a fetish for boys including me. (technically I was now an adult, but 18... ain't really that adult) So she walked up to me with her nervous grin. She sat in my lap and said.
"Hi, Matt"
"Hey..." was my only reply. I did enjoy it, but I wasn't quite in the mood. I was in the middle of a game.
"Oh, whatever Matt" she said and walked off.
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About 10:40 the game was finally over, but as I was about to realize a new game was about to begin.
Now before I go any further let me say I am in no way saying that having any sorta "pleasure" from minors is right. In fact the only reason why I am typing this story is because I'm pretty sure people in this place wont take it the wrong way or else my life is about to end in about 24 hours after posting. With that out of the way, let me continue.
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I was done with the computer, checked my e-mail, said my good byes. It was time to see what the girls were up to.
They were all laying on the floor, blankets covering them, All in PJs. They were watching a rather gruesome movie that I couldn't possibly believe they could get away with at that age. It was called "House of 1,000 Corpses..." If you don't have a clue what its about let me make you a overview real quick.
Its about a group of people who get stuck at a house. But the people they are very very different. They take pleasure in torturing and killing people. I wont give away the ending, but sufficient to say, death is part of the movie.
Now back to the story. They were watching a particular outrages scene near the end. It had a bunch of nude girls (some dead) tied up in various positions.
This was a scene they talked about after the movie was over. Then that brought up tying people up. Andrea talked about how at one party they tied up someone's little brother. This kinda struck me... I hadn't been tied up in a long while.... or possibly tie them up.
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"You tied up someone's little brother?"
"Yea, it was actually kinda fun" Andrea replied.
"I'm surprised someone your age knew how to tie someone up"
"Well, I only helped" Andrea.
"I guess so, I remember back when I was tied up. They were pretty much your age."
"You were tied up?" Marcy said
"Did you like it?" Breanna said
"Actually I did..."
"Hey Kristen, let's tie your bother up" said Andrea.
Kristen of course was kinda iffy, but she agreed for the fun of it.
She went into the garage and pulled out a 20 foot rope my dad used to pull down trees with. But I told her to put it back, by now I was touching a bit into self tying. I had gotten up to suspension, but I was doubtful that would happen tonight so I decided not to tell them.
___________
Now this of course leads up to something better than I never thought I'd get to, but I must stay with how it happened so part II will come later.
I went downstairs into the basement and pulled out a bag wedged between a toy chest and the wall. It contained about 20 feet of cut up rope, duct tape, a bicycle chain lock, and stretchy rubber tubing rope that I managed to find in a school garbage in gym (dont know why they had it, but I took it and put it into my backpack) and of course some small handcuffs you could find at toys r us.
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They went right to work. I laid on my stomach in the living room onto of all the blankets n stuff. First Andrea instructed me to put my hands behind my back which I did. She tied one wrist with a part of the 20 foot rope (which was cut into about 4 or so feet sections)
No matter how many times I've gotten tied up (by myself or others) it still surprises me the feeling. That tightening, helpless feeling you get is almost intoxicating.
By now she had gotten both hands tied and behind my back, why she just didn't use the handcuffs I had no idea, but I wasn't going to be picky.
Meanwhile Marcy was working on my feet. She just wrapped my ankles tightly around with the rope and finished it with a good double knot. Then Kristen went by with some duct tape and taped my mouth shut.
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"Where is he ticklish?" Andrea said.
Kristen didn't know surprisingly because we were never into that tickle game. So they just went for places.
By now my tickle spots had changed a little. Feet were no longer my ticklish ares... sure they were ticklish, but not by much. Instead my sides were, but by now my thing for feet had grown immensely and I wanted to be tickled there. However, if they thought it wasn't a ticklish area they wouldn't do it... so I had to fake it.
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They first started by the neck, which was nothing... I was very ticklish to begin with. Then they hit my sides. I flinched briefly trying to hold it in as best I can... Holding my breath seemed to deaden the urge to laugh.
Next came the legs, which of course were nothing. Then finally they tried the feet (I was wearing socks) It barely tickled at all, but I faked it squirming and putting on a grand show for them. They soon removed my socks and began tickling even harder and I faked them out again with my whispering laughs (to not wake the my parents) and squirming all over the blankets. Their slender fingers working at the soles of my feet.
Andrea apparently enjoyed the way I laughed and wanted more.
Breanna this whole time watched and smiled she seemed to be enjoying it as much as I was.
Then they stopped, and Andrea asked.
"Lets tie him down to something..."
HELLO! I thought. I muffled in my makeshift gag (which really wasn't much of a gag, all I had to do was lick the tape and it would come off.) I told them there was a guest bed downstairs. (which use to be mine till I got a better one. I led them into the basement, this was the best place in house. Parents were sleeping and unlikely to come down to the basement. Plus there was support poles, a gaming table, rafters, and the guest bedroom / second office...
Matt W.
MattW74656@Yahoo.com
http://www.mypsace.com/xer0_
USA
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Sunday, July 2nd 2006 - 03:31:36 AM
The Sleepover -Part II-
We walked downstairs, past the laundry room with the rafters i used to practice my suspension. Yes, I was getting deeper into the art of ties now. I had tried everything from simple hog tie to full suspension on myself... I was half wishing they'd want to do suspension, but I decided against it.
We passed the middle room with the gaming table... might need that later. And finally the guest bedroom. I remember when I used to sleep in this bed as a child, who knew I'd have 3 girls tying me up in it years later.
We cleaned off the bed a little bit. Boxes had been stacked up to make room on the floor. Then Andrea instructed me to lay down on my back, which I complied.
I guess now would be a good time to describe these girls. Andrea, was a medium height, pale, black haired, skinny girl. Very attractive... almost dominating look and the black hair seemed to amplify her. She was wearing pjs, light red.
Marcy was a tall dark brown haired girl with small glasses. She always smiled, but was usually silent. She always wore them damn "Naughty bunny" jammies or whatever the hell you call them and of course her goofy toe socks.
Breanna was a semi chubby, black girl. She was the shortest of the 3, but very seductive from her "playfulness" (I kid u not she is as close as u can get to jail bait without it being jailbait) She wore jeans and a t shirt for her pjs.
and finally my sister... She was a semi short, blonde girl. She was attractive... but obviously I had no interest in her (though other males tended to). She is weaker in strength, but knows... "where to hit" if u know what i mean. She was another one of those damn naughty bunny fans.
and then there is of course me. Tall, dark brown messy haired Matt.... skinny as a stick (only weighed around 140 at the time) I was one of those people that wore his day clothes to bed... so I had on baggy jeans and a t shirt, and though not originally, but now barefoot.
I layed down on the bed, I could barely fit in a stretch of spread eagle.
By now the girls were giggling. Andrea went to work first with my hands while my sis went with my feet. Course I didn't want my sis to tie up my feet so I noted to Andrea that shed be far better at tying me to the bed than Kristen... which worked.
Andrea stepped over my body on the bed and started to tie my left hand. (the bed was against the wall, left hand side) Her bare feet were just inches away from my face, but unfortunately she didn't seem to notice my fascination and I was yet too shy to tell anyone. I felt the rope tighten around my wrist and then my arm being stretched as she wrapped it around the wooden bedpost. She finished the tie with a double knot, then crawled back over me to tie the other wrist.
By now my breath had quickened to twice its normal amount. Slightly light headed from hyperventilating over the excitement I watched as Andrea tied up my second wrist. That wonderful feeling of utter helplessness once again flowing through me like a high caffeine drink. After both hands were tied I tested my bonds. They were strong... she went for my feet next and grabbed my ankle. Proceeding to tickle the bottom of my foot. I laughed and pulled it away. I wasn't going to let them finish with just a half job. Finally she realized if she was going to tickle me fully she would have to finish tying me up to spread eagle. She grabbed my other foot and kneeled down. For a very split second of fantasy I thought she was gunna lick my foot. (give me a break, when ur in "the high" u mind starts doing its wishful thinking lol) but of course she just wanted to get a better angle to tie my foot. Regardless of her intensions the explosive feeling running through me was going nuclear. I could feel her breath on my foot and its was getting to be too much. Who the heck would think that there is something worse than tickle torture that still wont get u sued.
I could feel the rope tighten around my ankle almost painfully. Then felt my leg being stretched as she tied my foot to the bed post... then she moved to the other foot... her hands touching my barefoot, grabbing it and pulling it towards her sent another blood rush to me. I felt the final tug as I was completely bound spread eagle out on my old bed. I looked around the room. Marcy was of course smiling, Breanna look like she wanted to make out with me, Kristen was on the verge of laughing. and Andrea was going for the feet lol.
I squirmed again, but this time no use... I discovered the mistake that self bondage is so much weaker than when someone really ties you up. I was indeed helpless to the girls.
Then Kristen went for my sides unexpectedly and I laughed far more, squirming the pain of the ropes holding me to the bed. The girls looked at me... and it was about now the word "crap" was running into my mind. They have discovered my weak spot.
Matt W.
MattW74656@Yahoo.com
http://www.mypsace.com/xer0_
USA
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Monday, July 3rd 2006 - 04:57:15 AM
The Sleepover Part II
Before I continue Id like to give a few pics. They don't have the girls in them, but the sites:
http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a217/ ... G_1351.jpg
that would be my old bed - and to give u a general idea.
And here's a pic of something that's going on ether in this part - or the next.
http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a217/ ... G_1349.jpg
Anyway to the story.
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Brianna kneeled down by my head and started to whisper
"You enjoying this Matt? You having fun?"
Well I was enjoying it, but for how long I don't know!
Andrea was still working on my feet, her sharp nails digging into my sole sending some surprisingly strong tickling sensations. But the worst was soon to come. Kristen and Marcy were over by my stomach - my sides fully exposed I braced myself for what was coming.
Marcy dug deep into my sides and I went stiff in almost painful tickle torture.
Brianna giggled and watched as I flinched when Kristen went for my other side.
By now, I could no longer hold it in and started to laugh louder than I wanted to. Kristen told me to shut up, but I couldn't help it.
My sister went to the shoot and got a sock - she was about to put it in my mouth but I protested. The sock was nasty, if she was gunna shove something in my mouth it was going to be clean.
"Stop tickling him, just give me a second" Kristen said, she apparently went upstairs and got a sock from the sock basket
Andrea giggled and with the back of her fingers lightly stroked the bottom of my foot I could feel the rush coming back just as Kristen returned. This time I reluctantly allowed her to put the sock in my mouth, then came the duct tape.
Now they resumed tickling me - yes I know had a refused the gag they may of stopped, but I wasn't going to stop, even for painful side tickling. This was too rare a chance.
I felt 4 hands going up and down my sides making me squirm even more. I could feel the ropes biting into my wrist and ankles but didn't care!
By now I had broken out into a sweat and was started to get exhausted - however, they continued sweating me down to the point were I was starting to get worried if id have the fight left to get myself free.
The girls finally started to notice.
"Had enough Matt?" Brianna asked.
I just breathed heavily through the gag (which is remarkably hard to do lol).
Brianna played with my hair a little bit looking into my eyes with... with... was that seduction? No... i'm fantasizing again.
Finally they stopped and I was prepared to be finally untied, but no - they just left me, spread eagle on my bed.
I did have one thing going for me - the bed was small - so if I stretched I could catch the knot of one of my wrist with my teeth.
And so it began - stretching, painful stretching- I stretch my wrist closer and with a little twist of the body manage to get the knot in my mouth.
I slowly started to unknot the double she made I slowly loosed it, but couldn't quite get it untied, so I pulled on it a little and it tightened back up - but added a bit of length to the rope. I did it again (much easier now that I didn't have to stretch so much) I finally broke free on one side - my wrist was burning, not intensely but still burning. I reached over and untied my other wrist. Then went for my ankles - I finally was free! But still tired so I clasped back down on the bed and rested.
I don't know how much time went by. I actually think I started to doze off. But I woke up to someone coming down the stairs.
I had an idea - I moved over to the other side of the door and hide n wait.
It was Brianna; she had come down alone. I started to wonder what she would do had I still been tied up, but no - had to concentrate on what was at hand.
She entered the room and immediately realized I was free, but didn't do much. I grabbed her from behind and she just smiled.
I pushed her on the bed.
"What are you going to do to me Matt?" she said I swear to god it was provocatively
I took the rope and proceeded to tying one of her wrist.
Secretively I would of rather had Marcy or Andrea - or both lol, but she will do.
Matt W.
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Wednesday, July 5th 2006 - 02:27:54 AM
The Sleepover Part V
I dragged Brianna to the gaming table (the second picture I showed a link to in my last post) and she seemed more than willing to lay on top of it.
I took a piece of rope that was originally binding me to the bed and tied a good X type wrap around her hands... then tied it off with a triple knot.
Then I moved to her socked feet and did the same kinda of wrap and knot.
Finally I took out the stretchy rubber tubing rope and wrapped it tightly around the table... it works surprisingly well as a good binding tool. After about 6 warps around I double knotted it and admired my work.
She was enjoying it I could tell... that and the fact she said... I quote.
"Now that I'm tied up, what are you going to do to me?"
My response was playfully simple enough
"What I always do to helpless girls..."
I decided to have some fun while I had her tied. I removed her socks and started to tickle them. She wasn't very ticklish at all down there to my disappointment... in fact after trying to tickle her sides, neck, underarms... I found out she's damn near dead when it came to tickling. I finally gave up and just watched her playfully struggle against her bonds. About 15 minutes passed before Kristen and Marcy realized that Briana hasn't come back yet, that meant of course ether she was seducing my bound body on the bed or I had captured her lol. Sadly it was the later
They found her, laughed a little and untied her... then we went upstairs they watched more tv. I cleaned up then went back to my video games before heading off to bed.
I thought it would be over, that this was the last time I ever would experience being tied up by them, but I was wrong. Soon after damn near every time one of Kristen's friends came over we'd have a tie up game... or two. And although I don't want to give away too much for my next short, but certainly not boring story. But suspension did eventually come...
END
Matt W.
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Matt W's stories
- 01 - My First Bondage Experience (ff/m)
- 02 - The Tie Up Tournament (m/f, f/m)
- 03 - Jailbreak (fff/m)
- 04 - The Sleepover (fff/m, m/f)
- 05 - Into Practice (fff/m, m/f)
- 06 - The Sleepover reedited (ffff/m)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section