Stories of Tie Up Games

Still haven't figured out how to post a story without a link

Syko Sith wrote: 2 months ago Still haven't figured out how to post a story without a link

You just need to select the text and copy/paste it into a post.

@bondagefreak
I don't know how. Could it be because I'm using a cellphone?

Syko Sith wrote: 2 months ago @bondagefreak
I don't know how. Could it be because I'm using a cellphone?

If you google "copy paste on cellphone" you will get plenty of explanations on how to do it with a cellphone. However, once pasted into one of these post boxes on this site, please do take the time to format the story correctly to have proper line breaks instead of a single wall of text

I can’t figure out what’s worse. The cold stone floor on my skin. Or the ropes that dig in anytime I move. I do try sometimes. This room is rather dark.

Every time I shift, the ropes remind me of their presence. I move my hands and my feet move too. My groan is severely stifled. There is a ball in my mouth that’s held in by a cloth. It feels like a scarf. I truly have no idea how long I’ve been here.

I have tried to escape multiple times by now. All I’ve accomplished is wearing myself out. It doesn’t mean I’m going to give up. I can’t do that. Despite the fact that the ropes refuse to relinquish their embrace of me.

This all started when I decided to become a private investigator. My first case was to find a missing heiress. It seemed simple at the time. There were only two possibilities. The first proved to be the wrong one. I approached the second house and got a clear view of her through a window. Then everything went black.

I slowly became aware of my surroundings. The first thing I noticed was the light scent of water. Along with a subtle mildew. My eyes opened slowly too. Naturally, I tried to put my hand on my head. That’s when the ropes made themselves known.

I keep struggling despite not getting free. My body rocks from side to side. The most embarrassing part is if I manage to shift until I’m lying on my side, my part would be on display. That’s why the stone floor feels so cold.

My ears must be playing with me. I swear I hear someone walking around above me. Then I hear the steps creaking. It can’t be real. Then again, my predicament is very real. Just at the edge of my vision I see a stunningly beautiful woman.

She’s leaning against a wall, watching me. A satisfied smirk is on her face. She doesn’t say a word. She just watches me struggle. It’s becoming clear that she put me here. She abruptly turns around and I hear her climb the stairs.

It's obvious that I’m not going anywhere. I’ve learned a valuable lesson. I’m not the hero type.



I finally figured it out.!

That damned mildew will give ya hallucinations every time.

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Snozzberry wrote: 2 months ago That damned mildew will give ya hallucinations every time.

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Especially when you are naked and helpless