James : 01 - Unexpected Restraint (f/m)
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01 - Unexpected Restraint
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By James
Monday, July 10th 2006 - 08:21:09 PM
Unexpected Restraint
Caught by Surprise
Hi, I'm 21 and for as long as I can remember I've had an obsession with being tied up and/or tying people (mainly girls) up. It's taken me a few times to find a girl who actually likes to do this to me but I finally found one. Her name is Britney.
One day Britney and I went to the beach. After we were laying down for awhile, Britney suddenly asked me if I had ever been tied up or if I had ever done the tying.
"Why do you ask?" I said.
"I was just thinking about it," she responded.
"I've tied up a few people, but I'd rather be tied myself."
"Were you able to get out?"
"Yea, nine times out of ten I could, they never really did a good job."
"Who's they?"
"My ex-girlfriends."
"I bet I could tie you REAL well!" Britney suggested.
My heart jumped at possibly finding another girl to tie me up.
"Oh yea?" I questioned.
"Yea, and you won't get out!"
"Well let's go find out," I said to her.
With that, we packed up our stuff and headed to her house. Once we got there, she took a shower and suggested that I take one too since the sand will probably make me itchy and if I was to be tied and not get out, it would be rather uncomfortable. I agreed and went and took one.
I came out with just a towel wrapped around my waist and went into her room. To my surprise, she wasn't there. I looked around for a few seconds and then out of nowhere I feel this wet cloth on my face covering my nose and mouth. I tried to yell but couldn't.
"I'm chloroforming you, pretend to pass out," she instructed.
With that, I mocked passing out and fell back into her arms where she placed me on her bed.
I heard her rummaging through some stuff and then she rolled me onto my stomach. She proceeded to tie my hands behind my back rather tightly. When she was done, she tied my ankles and above and below my knees totally immobilizing me!
"Try to get out," she said.
I feebly tried to move, but couldn't. I tried to twist my wrists out of the rope but couldn't. I squirmed around for about 15 minutes before she helped me up and moved me to the chair by her desk. From there she proceeded to tie my hands behind the chair with even more rope!
"You can't get out, can you? she inquired.
"Umm...it doesn't look that way," I said.
"Well good, I need you to stay in one place for a little bit," she said.
"Why?"
"You'll find out soon enough," she said evilly.
She went out of the room and I heard her open her linen closet door and walk into the bathroom. She turned on the faucet and I guess went to the bathroom because I heard the toilet flush too.
When she came back, she had 4 wet washcloths, duct tape, and some socks.
"What is all that for?" I asked.
"Shut up!" she said and proceeded to stuff 2 of the washcloths into my mouth. I tried to spit them out, but she immediately started plastering strips of the duct tape over my packed mouth. She started by putting a strip over the middle of my mouth to seal the cloth in. Then she put one right under my nose and one over my lower lip. She concluded with wrapping even more tape around my head about 4 times effectively sealing the washcloths in my mouth. I thought she was done there, but boy was I wrong! I guess she thought the tape wasn't enough, so she then took one of the other washcloths and tied it around my taped mouth with a sock. She did this in almost the same way she used the tape. The first sock was tied in the middle of the washcloth, the second over my upper lip, the third over my lower lip and the last one over my chin to hold the washcloth securely. She later told me it was for "extra security." As she stood back to admire her work, she told me to try to yell. I got just enough air in through my nose to make a decent attempt but only a shallow "mmph" came out. To my surprise, she told me I was still too loud! I was thinking that she was crazy, but she was definitely serious!
Britney went into her closet and pulled out an ACE bandage 4" wide and about 2ft. long! As my eyes widened in horror, she proceeded to wrap the bandage over EVERYTHING that was tied around my mouth! However, when she was halfway through the bandage, she looked on her dresser and saw one washcloth remaining.
"What shall I do with that?" she asked with a small gleam in her eye.
She took the washcloth, folded it into a rectangle and placed it over my eyes. She then took the rest of the ACE bandage and wrapped that over the washcloth and my eyes, blinding me! The only thing not wrapped with anything was my nose. She obviously realized this and said to me:
"What should I wrap over your nose?"
I immediately began shaking my head profusely hoping she wouldn't try to smother me. Luckily she was just kidding, LOL. Instead she told me to try to get out again. Of course I couldn't, but she left me struggle for a little over an hour while she watched soap operas.
When they were all done, she asked me if her tying and gagging were good. I told her they were the best by far that I've ever experienced. We continue to do this on an almost regular basis and it's rather fun.
James
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01 - Unexpected Restraint
Story index at the bottom
By James
Monday, July 10th 2006 - 08:21:09 PM
Unexpected Restraint
Caught by Surprise
Hi, I'm 21 and for as long as I can remember I've had an obsession with being tied up and/or tying people (mainly girls) up. It's taken me a few times to find a girl who actually likes to do this to me but I finally found one. Her name is Britney.
One day Britney and I went to the beach. After we were laying down for awhile, Britney suddenly asked me if I had ever been tied up or if I had ever done the tying.
"Why do you ask?" I said.
"I was just thinking about it," she responded.
"I've tied up a few people, but I'd rather be tied myself."
"Were you able to get out?"
"Yea, nine times out of ten I could, they never really did a good job."
"Who's they?"
"My ex-girlfriends."
"I bet I could tie you REAL well!" Britney suggested.
My heart jumped at possibly finding another girl to tie me up.
"Oh yea?" I questioned.
"Yea, and you won't get out!"
"Well let's go find out," I said to her.
With that, we packed up our stuff and headed to her house. Once we got there, she took a shower and suggested that I take one too since the sand will probably make me itchy and if I was to be tied and not get out, it would be rather uncomfortable. I agreed and went and took one.
I came out with just a towel wrapped around my waist and went into her room. To my surprise, she wasn't there. I looked around for a few seconds and then out of nowhere I feel this wet cloth on my face covering my nose and mouth. I tried to yell but couldn't.
"I'm chloroforming you, pretend to pass out," she instructed.
With that, I mocked passing out and fell back into her arms where she placed me on her bed.
I heard her rummaging through some stuff and then she rolled me onto my stomach. She proceeded to tie my hands behind my back rather tightly. When she was done, she tied my ankles and above and below my knees totally immobilizing me!
"Try to get out," she said.
I feebly tried to move, but couldn't. I tried to twist my wrists out of the rope but couldn't. I squirmed around for about 15 minutes before she helped me up and moved me to the chair by her desk. From there she proceeded to tie my hands behind the chair with even more rope!
"You can't get out, can you? she inquired.
"Umm...it doesn't look that way," I said.
"Well good, I need you to stay in one place for a little bit," she said.
"Why?"
"You'll find out soon enough," she said evilly.
She went out of the room and I heard her open her linen closet door and walk into the bathroom. She turned on the faucet and I guess went to the bathroom because I heard the toilet flush too.
When she came back, she had 4 wet washcloths, duct tape, and some socks.
"What is all that for?" I asked.
"Shut up!" she said and proceeded to stuff 2 of the washcloths into my mouth. I tried to spit them out, but she immediately started plastering strips of the duct tape over my packed mouth. She started by putting a strip over the middle of my mouth to seal the cloth in. Then she put one right under my nose and one over my lower lip. She concluded with wrapping even more tape around my head about 4 times effectively sealing the washcloths in my mouth. I thought she was done there, but boy was I wrong! I guess she thought the tape wasn't enough, so she then took one of the other washcloths and tied it around my taped mouth with a sock. She did this in almost the same way she used the tape. The first sock was tied in the middle of the washcloth, the second over my upper lip, the third over my lower lip and the last one over my chin to hold the washcloth securely. She later told me it was for "extra security." As she stood back to admire her work, she told me to try to yell. I got just enough air in through my nose to make a decent attempt but only a shallow "mmph" came out. To my surprise, she told me I was still too loud! I was thinking that she was crazy, but she was definitely serious!
Britney went into her closet and pulled out an ACE bandage 4" wide and about 2ft. long! As my eyes widened in horror, she proceeded to wrap the bandage over EVERYTHING that was tied around my mouth! However, when she was halfway through the bandage, she looked on her dresser and saw one washcloth remaining.
"What shall I do with that?" she asked with a small gleam in her eye.
She took the washcloth, folded it into a rectangle and placed it over my eyes. She then took the rest of the ACE bandage and wrapped that over the washcloth and my eyes, blinding me! The only thing not wrapped with anything was my nose. She obviously realized this and said to me:
"What should I wrap over your nose?"
I immediately began shaking my head profusely hoping she wouldn't try to smother me. Luckily she was just kidding, LOL. Instead she told me to try to get out again. Of course I couldn't, but she left me struggle for a little over an hour while she watched soap operas.
When they were all done, she asked me if her tying and gagging were good. I told her they were the best by far that I've ever experienced. We continue to do this on an almost regular basis and it's rather fun.
James
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James's stories
- 01 - Unexpected Restraint (f/m)
- 02 - Unexpected Restraint x2 (FF/M)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section