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What's your most specific fantasy?
What's your most specific fantasy?
Whether one you have now or one you used to have?
For me, I used to fantasize about being drafted into the military and having my squad get captured. We all got tortured exclusively with rope bondage, never enough to cause real injury, just enough to be restrictive. Then after we are freed, I go back to the states to find that there is a ton of footage circulating of me being tied up by my captors, and I end up going on a bunch of talk shows to discuss it, and get to talk publicly about being taken prisoner and bound.
For me, I used to fantasize about being drafted into the military and having my squad get captured. We all got tortured exclusively with rope bondage, never enough to cause real injury, just enough to be restrictive. Then after we are freed, I go back to the states to find that there is a ton of footage circulating of me being tied up by my captors, and I end up going on a bunch of talk shows to discuss it, and get to talk publicly about being taken prisoner and bound.
This conversation would go a lot smoother if you just gagged me already!
For me it’a being taken hostage by a group of soccer teammates. They capture and tie me up before practice, and put me into one of their soccer bags.
After training i’m being taken home with one of the lad’s, where he put’s me tied and gagged in his favorite stuffed sleepingbag to keep me hostage for as long he likes to. just me being his prisoner.
After training i’m being taken home with one of the lad’s, where he put’s me tied and gagged in his favorite stuffed sleepingbag to keep me hostage for as long he likes to. just me being his prisoner.
My specific fantasy involves me being a superhero who falls into the trap of a sexy and devious woman who likes to wear a catsuit. She subjects me to endless and relentless sexual torture.
Being captured by bad guys who keep me tied up and gagged in an underground basement or dungeon. They mock me for my attempts to try and get out.
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Classic kidnap & ransom story.
Either taken from my house, or from off the street; then forced into the back of a van where they bind my wrists behind me, and slap some duct tape over my mouth.
They bring me to a hideout, and then tie me to a chair in a backroom, pulling a white cloth over my mouth for an added gag.
I spend several hours twisting & squirming, before the goons come back, untying me from the chair to march me down into the basement; where they’ve set up a camcorder to record a ransom video.
They have me struggle & put on a show for the camera, mumbling through the gag while one of the masked men makes a list of demands for my wealthy parents to fulfill; before they cut the video, and send me marching back up the stairs to the bedroom.
There’s a brief period they allow me to be freed for food & a trip to the restroom; but after that, I’m trussed back up in ropes; wrists, arms, knees and ankles bound together before they smooth more white duct tape over my lips, and re-apply the cloth gag tightly back around my mouth.
I’m left lying on the bed, before they close and lock the door. Hesitant to try anything at first, I wriggle on the mattress, mumbling softly under the gags.
Then, feeling bolder, I roll out from the bed, and try hopping around the room, testing the doorknob & rolling around on the floor, hoping to loosen the ropes.
The only thing I manage to do is loosen the cloth down from my taped mouth, and defeatedly I hop back into the bed, hoping that I haven’t angered my kidnappers by removing the handkerchief from my mouth.
My abductors return, remarking on the gag before pulling it tightly back over my duct taped mouth, and they haul me out of the bedroom to the garage, where they put me in the trunk of a car & drive off.
Later, I’m found in the trunk, the ransom having been paid.
Either taken from my house, or from off the street; then forced into the back of a van where they bind my wrists behind me, and slap some duct tape over my mouth.
They bring me to a hideout, and then tie me to a chair in a backroom, pulling a white cloth over my mouth for an added gag.
I spend several hours twisting & squirming, before the goons come back, untying me from the chair to march me down into the basement; where they’ve set up a camcorder to record a ransom video.
They have me struggle & put on a show for the camera, mumbling through the gag while one of the masked men makes a list of demands for my wealthy parents to fulfill; before they cut the video, and send me marching back up the stairs to the bedroom.
There’s a brief period they allow me to be freed for food & a trip to the restroom; but after that, I’m trussed back up in ropes; wrists, arms, knees and ankles bound together before they smooth more white duct tape over my lips, and re-apply the cloth gag tightly back around my mouth.
I’m left lying on the bed, before they close and lock the door. Hesitant to try anything at first, I wriggle on the mattress, mumbling softly under the gags.
Then, feeling bolder, I roll out from the bed, and try hopping around the room, testing the doorknob & rolling around on the floor, hoping to loosen the ropes.
The only thing I manage to do is loosen the cloth down from my taped mouth, and defeatedly I hop back into the bed, hoping that I haven’t angered my kidnappers by removing the handkerchief from my mouth.
My abductors return, remarking on the gag before pulling it tightly back over my duct taped mouth, and they haul me out of the bedroom to the garage, where they put me in the trunk of a car & drive off.
Later, I’m found in the trunk, the ransom having been paid.
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I go downstairs at night to investigate some noise and end up held at knifepoint by a couple of masked men as one of them wraps me up in my own duct tape that they force me to reveal the location of, I'm stuffed into a bag and thrown into the back of their van, we drive for hours before we reach a cabin in the woods and I'm dragged down to the basement. I'm used as a punching bag before having a leather hood forced over my head and being locked in a crate, thus begins my life of slavery until I'm rescued or they get bored of me
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@Detective-Gag Love your fantasy as it's very similar to mine! The bondage you described is also exactly how I like to be bound and gagged.
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My most specific fantasy is very silly and perhaps stereotypical of cis-males into Femdom-BDSM. It is also a fantasy I've had for a very long time, even as a kid, long before I even understood what sex was and the significance of gender differences.
Basically, I'm an astronaut or some other volunteer test subject for a research project studying the feasibility of long term human cryogenics for extended deep-space missions. I'm frozen and meant to be awakened in a couple of years but something goes wrong and I'm awaken only after several hundreds of years.
The experiment is a success in the sense that I recover with all my memories and physical capabilities intact, but in a significantly different future, where humans are still more or less the same as today, but have developed into a single, interplanetary, mono-cultural gynarchy, where only women enjoy the freedoms of the technologically advanced space-faring society that I find myself in; men are mere chattel, kept either for the amusement of those women who still fancy playing with males, or as beasts of burden in some select non-automated fields of work -- or worse, as test/research subjects for new and developing technologies.
My "outdated" societal views -- be they about gender equality, male pride and privileged, no matter what else -- are viewed as antiquated and dangerous to the current societal order. I'm promptly sent to a "re-education" centre for retraining. There, I'm kept bound and gagged 24/7 and subjected to all sorts of "tortures" to break me and remould me into accepting and even loving my new subservient role as a physically fit male. There, one of my tormentresses, a high-ranking officer in this society's space-exploration division, takes a special liking to me and takes me on as a personal project to mould me into her version of an ideal male play-toy for herself. I have no choice but to accept my fate and endure all the torments she puts me through for her own amusement, and hopefully eventually my own, lest I be discarded by her and become a dreaded research subject for even crueller mistresses.
I hope that was specific enough

Basically, I'm an astronaut or some other volunteer test subject for a research project studying the feasibility of long term human cryogenics for extended deep-space missions. I'm frozen and meant to be awakened in a couple of years but something goes wrong and I'm awaken only after several hundreds of years.
The experiment is a success in the sense that I recover with all my memories and physical capabilities intact, but in a significantly different future, where humans are still more or less the same as today, but have developed into a single, interplanetary, mono-cultural gynarchy, where only women enjoy the freedoms of the technologically advanced space-faring society that I find myself in; men are mere chattel, kept either for the amusement of those women who still fancy playing with males, or as beasts of burden in some select non-automated fields of work -- or worse, as test/research subjects for new and developing technologies.
My "outdated" societal views -- be they about gender equality, male pride and privileged, no matter what else -- are viewed as antiquated and dangerous to the current societal order. I'm promptly sent to a "re-education" centre for retraining. There, I'm kept bound and gagged 24/7 and subjected to all sorts of "tortures" to break me and remould me into accepting and even loving my new subservient role as a physically fit male. There, one of my tormentresses, a high-ranking officer in this society's space-exploration division, takes a special liking to me and takes me on as a personal project to mould me into her version of an ideal male play-toy for herself. I have no choice but to accept my fate and endure all the torments she puts me through for her own amusement, and hopefully eventually my own, lest I be discarded by her and become a dreaded research subject for even crueller mistresses.
I hope that was specific enough


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I had a very specific fantasy that started when I was 18 in 12th grade and lingered for years. The background was this: When I was in school, in home room one day, some classmates were talking about some art project and somehow something about superheroes and Wonder Woman came up. There was one kid in my home room who kind of perked up and started chiming in about Wonder Woman and how the writer of the character was into bondage. I was sitting there but hadn’t said much. This kid kept going on about Wonder Woman in peril and then starts talking about bondage in general. He then said something about how he’d prefer to see a guy in peril like that, and he looked right at me and was smiling.
I had never talked to this kid much, but I now knew he was into guys in distress/bondage, and the idea that he wanted tie me up, a straight guy, stuck with me. I never ended up saying anything during this awkward conversation in home room, but I did end up having a dream some weeks later. In my dream I was in the parking lot early in the morning, and this kid had my hands tied behind my back, and rope around my arms and shoulders, and he was pulling and pushing and leading me around and eventually into the building. From then on I had a lingering fantasy of somehow this kid trapping me or tricking me into submission and then tying up my hands and arms and leading me around in bondage. Maybe even taking me home and then presenting me bound and gagged to his friends or any other guests he wanted to invite over. What added to it was the fact that he was very small, maybe 110 lbs at most while I was a starting linebacker on the football team. The idea of him subduing me and putting me in humiliating bondage became a very recurring and specific fantasy of mine
I had never talked to this kid much, but I now knew he was into guys in distress/bondage, and the idea that he wanted tie me up, a straight guy, stuck with me. I never ended up saying anything during this awkward conversation in home room, but I did end up having a dream some weeks later. In my dream I was in the parking lot early in the morning, and this kid had my hands tied behind my back, and rope around my arms and shoulders, and he was pulling and pushing and leading me around and eventually into the building. From then on I had a lingering fantasy of somehow this kid trapping me or tricking me into submission and then tying up my hands and arms and leading me around in bondage. Maybe even taking me home and then presenting me bound and gagged to his friends or any other guests he wanted to invite over. What added to it was the fact that he was very small, maybe 110 lbs at most while I was a starting linebacker on the football team. The idea of him subduing me and putting me in humiliating bondage became a very recurring and specific fantasy of mine
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I couldn't be too specific as I don't think the mods would allow for that kind of detail. That, and it would be so long it would be more suited for a short story. But it would involve kidnapping, intense bondage, an attractive woman also bound and tightly gagged with me for some of it. Once it gets into the r**e territory it wouldn't be suitable for this forum.
I would love to be part of a fantasy bank heist or party invasion. That way a big group of men and women can all be ties up together, initially wearing smarts clothes.
Multiple robbers can easily subdue the group.
Multiple robbers can easily subdue the group.
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I have this one fantasy about being invited over to hang out with a female friend and she ties me up, then invites a bunch of other female friends over for a party, having me as a bound and gagged centerpiece in the room to either tease or ignore as they please.
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I've always fantasized about being on a random chatting site (omegle, chat roulette etc) and having someone "trick me" into doing an escape challenge. They'd get to have fun directing me how to tape myself up and I'd accidentally get myself stuck in self bondage while they watched me struggle as long as they want. Pretty silly, but fun to think about lol
I'll tie you if you tie me 

So mine is being convinced by an art teacher to volunteer as a model for their class. They need a model for sketching/painting/sculpting and whatnot. Of course, the twist is that I’m to be bound and gagged the whole time while modeling.
I love thinking of different classes using different mediums for the art and the bondage. One day, I’m thoroughly roped into a strict hogtie, the next, I’m taped to a chair, then the next I’m secured into a leather straight jacket and belt tie.
Once this course is finished after several weeks, the instructor lets me know I’ve been such a great subject for her art that she’ll be keeping me as her personal decorative piece, and will be loaned out to other classes when needed. When not in use or in transit to another location, I’m kept immobile and severely gagged in storage, awaiting my next predicament.
I love thinking of different classes using different mediums for the art and the bondage. One day, I’m thoroughly roped into a strict hogtie, the next, I’m taped to a chair, then the next I’m secured into a leather straight jacket and belt tie.
Once this course is finished after several weeks, the instructor lets me know I’ve been such a great subject for her art that she’ll be keeping me as her personal decorative piece, and will be loaned out to other classes when needed. When not in use or in transit to another location, I’m kept immobile and severely gagged in storage, awaiting my next predicament.
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Mine is visiting some type of medieval museum on a quiet day with my best friend. She then talks me into sitting in an old pair of stocks, the type where you sit upright and your wrists and ankles are in one line, so you have to bend over while sitting. Then while i'm starting to get anxious and wanting back out, she starts to get cheeky and decides to take my shoes off and tickle me until i'm crying while she is giggling. Then she realizes this would be a great opportunity to convince me to agree to do her housework for a few months (unless of course i make her a better offer). After negotiating for a while with me feeling like i'm dying and suffocating from being tickled, we'd come to an agreement for her to be nice enough to let me out again. After we agreed, she continues tickling me for a while just for good measure and to prove a point, and then she'd let me out. She might snap a few pictures so she can look back at the fun memories during the whole situation.
BachelorInDistress wrote: 7 months ago Mine is visiting some type of medieval museum on a quiet day with my best friend. She then talks me into sitting in an old pair of stocks, the type where you sit upright and your wrists and ankles are in one line, so you have to bend over while sitting. Then while i'm starting to get anxious and wanting back out, she starts to get cheeky and decides to take my shoes off and tickle me until i'm crying while she is giggling. Then she realizes this would be a great opportunity to convince me to agree to do her housework for a few months (unless of course i make her a better offer). After negotiating for a while with me feeling like i'm dying and suffocating from being tickled, we'd come to an agreement for her to be nice enough to let me out again. After we agreed, she continues tickling me for a while just for good measure and to prove a point, and then she'd let me out. She might snap a few pictures so she can look back at the fun memories during the whole situation.
Yeah, I like this one a lot. Visiting a torture museum is on my bucket list.
This conversation would go a lot smoother if you just gagged me already!
Being blackmailed and forced to dressup like a woman for a weekend, preferably a maid or bunny girl, and then tied in several predicaments. If it were several women and I was their personal servant it'd be even better. Hogtied at times and collared to a bed, or tied kneeling as a foot stool, or strappado in partial suspension on my tiptoes(or in heels) in a way that forces me to spin around periodically trying to keep balance.
Gagged primarily with either a large wrap gag with my mouth stuffed,a 2' ballgag, or a harness gag. At night mummy wrapped to bed with a ballgag or tape gag and blindfolded with ASMR playing until morning. Maybe if in a town far away from anyone that knows me even coerced to go shopping with them or out on the road while dressed.
Gagged primarily with either a large wrap gag with my mouth stuffed,a 2' ballgag, or a harness gag. At night mummy wrapped to bed with a ballgag or tape gag and blindfolded with ASMR playing until morning. Maybe if in a town far away from anyone that knows me even coerced to go shopping with them or out on the road while dressed.
Being tied up during a naked self bondage session and having a middle aged couple break into my house, find me, and have their way.
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There's nothing stereotypical about that fantasy; it's incredibly creative actually!tiedinbluetights wrote: 8 months ago My most specific fantasy is very silly and perhaps stereotypical of cis-males into Femdom-BDSM.
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This kind of happened to a guy I used to know. He was in art school and one session had this gal wrap herself around this wire-frame orb to which she was zip tied to. It was the long drawing, so she was like that for around a half-hour (hence the zip ties; doubtful she could have sat that way for very long). He showed me the illustrations and they were pretty great.kiwi wrote: 8 months ago So mine is being convinced by an art teacher to volunteer as a model for their class. They need a model for sketching/painting/sculpting and whatnot. Of course, the twist is that I’m to be bound and gagged the whole time while modeling.
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For years I've had a fantasy where I had a gal as a hostage, who was kept tied up. Since I'm kind, not mean, she finds me appealing. Still she struggles and tries to get loose. She also tries to convince me to let her loose, so she winds up gagged. She still attempts to talk however; lots of drool.
I've tried this with any number of gals but it never worked. Then I met Grace and *bam* it clicked right into place; she got the dynamic right away and role-played it beautifully. We routinely engage in this fantasy of mine and it's pretty great.
I've tried this with any number of gals but it never worked. Then I met Grace and *bam* it clicked right into place; she got the dynamic right away and role-played it beautifully. We routinely engage in this fantasy of mine and it's pretty great.
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I'd love to have a pretty spy girl tied up in front of me and I had to tickle her to interrogate information out of her. Not a super wild fantasy, but still would be amazing.
Home invasion.
I'm always fantasizing about being hogtied and gagged in a closet while my captor isn't using me as a play thing.