Duct tape challenge [M/ff]
Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2026 3:01 am
After replying to a post about duct tape challenges, I thought it’d be fun to share one of my experiences 
Quick preface: TUGs between me and my brother has always been kind of an open secret among my family.
Nothing weird ever happened, everything was consensual, and it was always meant as playful challenges and games rather than anything serious.
So, this happened a few years ago when my cousin and I were teenager (14 and 15).
A cousin of mine was staying over for a sleepover, and we were just watching random YouTube videos when we stumbled across one of those duct tape challenge videos.
She got a bit embarrassed because she already knew about my “tying hobby”
To my surprise though, she straight-up asked if she could try it herself.
Since my tying skills are trash(especially with tape), I asked my brother of ours to handle the challenge.
I also took advantage of the situation to get tied up too but with ropes
As usual, he gave us a quick briefing about what he was going to do and what to expect.
You could clearly tell our cousin was nervous but also excited.
After that, he left us alone to get ready.
First thing I told her was to use the bathroom, because once taped up that wouldn’t really be an option.
Then I suggested she change her pants, since she was wearing super tight jeans.
I lent her a pair of my bermuda shorts.
My outfit was a green hoodie, jogging shorts, and a pair of sheer skin-tone pantyhose with reinforced toes.
She wore a blue short-sleeve shirt and my bermuda shorts.
I even had to lend her a pair of pantyhose because she had forgotten hers (she knows about my bro attraction for pantyhose feet and she was cool about it and she always brought a pair when slept here).
No shoes for either of us.
Then it was finally time for the challenge.
She went first.
Nothing too fancy, since my brother doens't like tapes for tying.
He started with her ankles and knees, then moved up to her upper body.
He crossed her wrists behind her back, wrapped them securely, and taped them down to her waist with a few solid layers around her sides.
She gave it a good struggle, but the tape held up surprisingly well.
Now it was my turn.
Without hesitation, I sat down and raised my feet.
He immediately started tying my ankles (not before tickling my soles, of course).
Same as before, he tied my knees too.
As soon as he finished, I put my hands behind my back, ready to be immobilized.
Nothing too complicated, just to avoid scaring cousin out.
A simple box tie: my forearms parallel behind my back, a few loops around my wrists, then both rope ends going over my right shoulder, across my chest, under my left armpit, repeating on the other side and creating an “X” right in the middle of my chest, before finishing back at my wrists.
I tried to struggle, but there was no chance to escape (nothing surprising anyway).
I was about to ask about the gag, but cousin anticipated me.
Before that, the one tying us reminded us there was no time limit and that as soon as one of us called a stop, both of us would be released.
She asked how we could stop if we were gagged.
I showed her our signals: I snapped fingers and spreaded out my toes.
She couldn’t really spread her toes properly, so for her we agreed on curling them twice.
With everything set, it was time for the gags and the challenge officially started.
Nothing complicated: a rolled handkerchief stuffed in our mouth held in place with tape but applied differently.
For her, tape strips in a criss-cross pattern; three stripes on her mouth (one piece right under the nose, one more or less on the the centerof the mouth and another one slightly above the chin) then two in diagonal forming a cross.
For me, tape wrapped around my mouth.
At that point, we were both pretty helpless and silent.
He told us he’d check on us every ten minutes and left the room.
As soon as the door closed, my friend started struggling like crazy, really trying to break free.
One thing I noticed right away: she was an excellent gag talker.
She kept trying to talk through it nonstop.
She kept struggling until the first check, and I’m pretty sure she was trying to curse at bro.
She even got annoyed at me because I was way too relaxed.
So I started playing along and struggling too, but there was absolutely no slack in my ropes.
I tried working on my gag, but even though I could move my lips a bit under the tape, the wrap held the handkerchief firmly in place inside my mouth effectively preventing me from speaking.
After a couple more checks, I could tell my cousin was starting to get tired, so I tried to come up with an escape plan.
I started mmmphing to get her attention.
She understood and replied with muffled sounds.
I sat down and gestured toward my wrists.
“mmmprrrhyyyy mmmphis” (untie this), I tried to say.
She just replied with a confused “mmphat?” (what?).
After some exaggerated sounds and gestures, she finally understood and nodded.
She sat down and slowly butt-crawled toward me.
We ended up back to back, only to realize my bro had totally anticipated this and tied us in a way that made untying each other impossible.
My hands were tied high in the middle of my back, under my shoulder blades.
Her wrists were taped to her waist.
I couldn’t reach her hands, and she couldn’t reach mine.
Right at that moment, he came in for another check and immediately burst out laughing.
“I know you my little sis” he said with a smug face.
I rolled my eyes and tried to say “mmmphou mmmmphetpphhhddd!” (you cheated!).
He asked if we were okay; I gave a thumbs-up while my friend was laughing under her gag.
After he left again, we tried one more time.
I gestured for her to lie on her side, but she just looked confused again.
I just throw myself on the ground indicating again the ropes on my wrists.
Finally she seemed to understand and laid too.
At first I taught she understood but nope.
I suddenly felt her face on my hands and and the tape covering her mouth and I was like "what?"
She tried to speak through her gag, something like "mmmmpppphhhrove mmmphhe mmmmphape" (remove the tape).
I knew it wasn't "allowed" to remove a gag (knowing my bro, he would definitely reapplied the gag the same way adding a wrap around) but I played along and pretended trying to reach her gag but opsie, the tape is slippery .
So we tried again the original plan.
With us laying on the floor (god bless my fluffu carpet), I crawled till I felt her hands.
"mmmmphhht mmmphe mmmmpry" (let me try) as I started working on her wrists.
I could feel the layered tape that pinned down the wrists to the waist.
I tried to "look" with my hand the end of the tape but with no vail.
Too many wrinkles.
We kept working on our ties trying different angles, but nothing worked.
Too much tape, too many layers, too many ropes, too many knots, nowhere to grab.
We sat down when bro came back again and saw us face to face, clearly defeated.
He taunted me for failing again and asked if we wanted to give up.
"If you want to give up, you know the signal" he said.
I looked at my cousin like “what do we do?”
Surprisingly, she was still like, “let’s keep going.”
After confirming we were okay, he left again.
We sat there, exhausted and defeated.
She had been tied and gagged for almost an hour, and I started worrying a bit since she wasn’t used to it.
Again, I mmmphed and I gave a sign with my eyes to look at my feet and I spreaded out and wiggled my toes hinting if I should call off the challenge.
My cousin shook her head to my surprise.
Nothing happened at this moment.
Just me and my cousin laying on floor waiting for the next check.
At the next check, she finally snapped her fingers and curled her toes twice.
Bro looked at me so I spread out and wiggled my toes.
Challenge officially over.
He cut the tape with scissors, leaving the gags in place and letting her remove hers by herself.
The first thing she said was, “HEY! The duct tape challenges we saw on YouTube are NOT this tight! And the gag too!”
“Well, you wanted a challenge,” he replied. “If you’d escaped immediately, it wouldn’t really have been one.”
“Fair enough,” she said, “but next time don’t cheat by tying us differently!”
“Next time?” he asked, pretending to be confused.
“Yeah, next time. It was fun,” she said with a little smile.
Meanwhile, I was still tied and gagged and started making noise to get their attention.
I kicked my bro in the back and wiggled my toes while grumbling through my gag.
He retaliated by tickling my feet
Of course, my friend joined in.
After the tickling, bro finally untied me.
Later that night, we talked about where he had learned those skills.
I explained he was a rock climber and knew how to tie properly and apply pressure safely.
She said it was intense but fun and asked me what it felt like being tied with ropes instead of tape.
I just told her that maybe next time she could try that too.
I found her last statement pretty funny.
It was about the gag.
"So, gags in movies are fake. I mean, cousin used almost half roll only for the gag and he had to put something in our mouth to effectively silence us."
Sorry for the long post, it’s been a while since my last story.
Happy New Year!
Hugs and kisses
Quick preface: TUGs between me and my brother has always been kind of an open secret among my family.
Nothing weird ever happened, everything was consensual, and it was always meant as playful challenges and games rather than anything serious.
So, this happened a few years ago when my cousin and I were teenager (14 and 15).
A cousin of mine was staying over for a sleepover, and we were just watching random YouTube videos when we stumbled across one of those duct tape challenge videos.
She got a bit embarrassed because she already knew about my “tying hobby”
To my surprise though, she straight-up asked if she could try it herself.
Since my tying skills are trash(especially with tape), I asked my brother of ours to handle the challenge.
I also took advantage of the situation to get tied up too but with ropes
As usual, he gave us a quick briefing about what he was going to do and what to expect.
You could clearly tell our cousin was nervous but also excited.
After that, he left us alone to get ready.
First thing I told her was to use the bathroom, because once taped up that wouldn’t really be an option.
Then I suggested she change her pants, since she was wearing super tight jeans
.I lent her a pair of my bermuda shorts.
My outfit was a green hoodie, jogging shorts, and a pair of sheer skin-tone pantyhose with reinforced toes.
She wore a blue short-sleeve shirt and my bermuda shorts.
I even had to lend her a pair of pantyhose because she had forgotten hers (she knows about my bro attraction for pantyhose feet and she was cool about it and she always brought a pair when slept here
).No shoes for either of us.
Then it was finally time for the challenge.
She went first.
Nothing too fancy, since my brother doens't like tapes for tying.
He started with her ankles and knees, then moved up to her upper body.
He crossed her wrists behind her back, wrapped them securely, and taped them down to her waist with a few solid layers around her sides.
She gave it a good struggle, but the tape held up surprisingly well.
Now it was my turn.
Without hesitation, I sat down and raised my feet.
He immediately started tying my ankles (not before tickling my soles, of course).
Same as before, he tied my knees too.
As soon as he finished, I put my hands behind my back, ready to be immobilized.
Nothing too complicated, just to avoid scaring cousin out.
A simple box tie: my forearms parallel behind my back, a few loops around my wrists, then both rope ends going over my right shoulder, across my chest, under my left armpit, repeating on the other side and creating an “X” right in the middle of my chest, before finishing back at my wrists.
I tried to struggle, but there was no chance to escape (nothing surprising anyway).
I was about to ask about the gag, but cousin anticipated me
.Before that, the one tying us reminded us there was no time limit and that as soon as one of us called a stop, both of us would be released.
She asked how we could stop if we were gagged.
I showed her our signals: I snapped fingers and spreaded out my toes.
She couldn’t really spread her toes properly, so for her we agreed on curling them twice.
With everything set, it was time for the gags and the challenge officially started.
Nothing complicated: a rolled handkerchief stuffed in our mouth held in place with tape but applied differently.
For her, tape strips in a criss-cross pattern; three stripes on her mouth (one piece right under the nose, one more or less on the the centerof the mouth and another one slightly above the chin) then two in diagonal forming a cross.
For me, tape wrapped around my mouth.
At that point, we were both pretty helpless and silent.
He told us he’d check on us every ten minutes and left the room.
As soon as the door closed, my friend started struggling like crazy, really trying to break free.
One thing I noticed right away: she was an excellent gag talker.
She kept trying to talk through it nonstop.
She kept struggling until the first check, and I’m pretty sure she was trying to curse at bro
.She even got annoyed at me because I was way too relaxed
.So I started playing along and struggling too, but there was absolutely no slack in my ropes.
I tried working on my gag, but even though I could move my lips a bit under the tape, the wrap held the handkerchief firmly in place inside my mouth effectively preventing me from speaking.
After a couple more checks, I could tell my cousin was starting to get tired, so I tried to come up with an escape plan.
I started mmmphing to get her attention.
She understood and replied with muffled sounds.
I sat down and gestured toward my wrists.
“mmmprrrhyyyy mmmphis” (untie this), I tried to say.
She just replied with a confused “mmphat?” (what?).
After some exaggerated sounds and gestures, she finally understood and nodded.
She sat down and slowly butt-crawled toward me.
We ended up back to back, only to realize my bro had totally anticipated this and tied us in a way that made untying each other impossible.
My hands were tied high in the middle of my back, under my shoulder blades.
Her wrists were taped to her waist.
I couldn’t reach her hands, and she couldn’t reach mine.
Right at that moment, he came in for another check and immediately burst out laughing.
“I know you my little sis” he said with a smug face.
I rolled my eyes and tried to say “mmmphou mmmmphetpphhhddd!” (you cheated!).
He asked if we were okay; I gave a thumbs-up while my friend was laughing under her gag.
After he left again, we tried one more time.
I gestured for her to lie on her side, but she just looked confused again.
I just throw myself on the ground indicating again the ropes on my wrists.
Finally she seemed to understand and laid too.
At first I taught she understood but nope.
I suddenly felt her face on my hands and and the tape covering her mouth and I was like "what?"
She tried to speak through her gag, something like "mmmmpppphhhrove mmmphhe mmmmphape" (remove the tape).
I knew it wasn't "allowed" to remove a gag (knowing my bro, he would definitely reapplied the gag the same way adding a wrap around
) but I played along and pretended trying to reach her gag but opsie, the tape is slippery .So we tried again the original plan.
With us laying on the floor (god bless my fluffu carpet), I crawled till I felt her hands.
"mmmmphhht mmmphe mmmmpry" (let me try) as I started working on her wrists.
I could feel the layered tape that pinned down the wrists to the waist.
I tried to "look" with my hand the end of the tape but with no vail.
Too many wrinkles.
We kept working on our ties trying different angles, but nothing worked.
Too much tape, too many layers, too many ropes, too many knots, nowhere to grab.
We sat down when bro came back again and saw us face to face, clearly defeated.
He taunted me for failing again and asked if we wanted to give up.
"If you want to give up, you know the signal" he said.
I looked at my cousin like “what do we do?”
Surprisingly, she was still like, “let’s keep going.”
After confirming we were okay, he left again.
We sat there, exhausted and defeated.
She had been tied and gagged for almost an hour, and I started worrying a bit since she wasn’t used to it.
Again, I mmmphed and I gave a sign with my eyes to look at my feet and I spreaded out and wiggled my toes hinting if I should call off the challenge.
My cousin shook her head to my surprise.
Nothing happened at this moment.
Just me and my cousin laying on floor waiting for the next check.
At the next check, she finally snapped her fingers and curled her toes twice.
Bro looked at me so I spread out and wiggled my toes.
Challenge officially over.
He cut the tape with scissors, leaving the gags in place and letting her remove hers by herself.
The first thing she said was, “HEY! The duct tape challenges we saw on YouTube are NOT this tight! And the gag too!”
“Well, you wanted a challenge,” he replied. “If you’d escaped immediately, it wouldn’t really have been one.”
“Fair enough,” she said, “but next time don’t cheat by tying us differently!”
“Next time?” he asked, pretending to be confused.
“Yeah, next time. It was fun,” she said with a little smile.
Meanwhile, I was still tied and gagged and started making noise to get their attention.
I kicked my bro in the back and wiggled my toes while grumbling through my gag.
He retaliated by tickling my feet
Of course, my friend joined in.
After the tickling, bro finally untied me.
Later that night, we talked about where he had learned those skills.
I explained he was a rock climber and knew how to tie properly and apply pressure safely.
She said it was intense but fun and asked me what it felt like being tied with ropes instead of tape.
I just told her that maybe next time she could try that too.
I found her last statement pretty funny.
It was about the gag.
"So, gags in movies are fake. I mean, cousin used almost half roll only for the gag and he had to put something in our mouth to effectively silence us."
Sorry for the long post, it’s been a while since my last story.
Happy New Year!
Hugs and kisses
