01 - A tug Challenge
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By DTB
Wednesday, September 19th 2001 - 08:22:48 PM
Hello everybody. I apologize for interrupting the flow of James' story (which many of you seem to be enjoying), but I feel the need to post at this time. I've been reading at this site for a long time, oh almost two years now. I have been reluctant to post anything, mainly out of embarrassment and fear, but as I have explored the internet I have become more comfortable with my desires and interests, and I feel the need to share some of my experiences with you, as I have been reading this site but not contributing for a long time.
When I was little (like ages 0-7) my best friend was a girl named Stephanie. We met when we were young because our mothers were tight. We hung out and had a good time. She was a tomboy so we got along. Anyway, as I got older, I decided girls were icky, and we grew apart. My mom worked more, and didn't talk with her mom as much, so fewer "forced playdates" were arranged. I'd still see her once and a while, but not too often. Well a little after I turned 12 I started noticing girls alot more, in many ways. In middle school, Steph was in my english and history classes, so we were kind of re-aquainted, and we once again became very good friends, this time, closer than before.
I had always been aware of my desires involving tie ups/bondage. When I was little (and still today, I might add) I was fascinated with every aspect of the damsel in distress, and would constantly watch reruns of Batman ect., hoping to catch a glimpse of a bound and gagged damsel. I recognized these fantasies, and realized they weren't quite normal, so I kept them to myself. As the popularity of the internet grew, I was able to come to terms with my desires, and realize that I wasn't as weird as I had once thought. Anyway, my desires (after reading alot, including stuff on this site) slowly changed, and I wanted two things: to tie and gag a beautiful woman, and to have the same done by me. Using some of the advice people have given to people on this site asking how to get someone to tie them up/allow them to be tied. I decided Steph would be great because a.) she was an attractive girl and b.) because she knew me well enough so that I didn't think she would react in disgust if she found out what I was interested in. I decided that it was much easier to get someone to tie you up then for you to tie them- I mean if you weren't interested in this, it's much less scary/strange if you are in control.
I was thinking about how to get her to tie me up- I wanted it to seem natural, and I wanted it to be fun. One night (well before my planned attempt) I was hanging out at her house on a Saturday night. I was 14 at the time. We were both single and complaining about our sad love-lives while watching some TV movie. Anyway some scene where a woman bound and gagged a man came on. I decided to go for it- it was just me and her in the house, I had the perfect opportunity, and I was in the right mood.
"See that's why movies like this suck, they're so unrealistic!" I exclaimed, as I thought over exactly what I was going to say.
"Well what do you mean?" she questioned, and inquisitive look coming across her face. She really was an attractive girl- and although I can't deny she was beautiful, I just saw her as a friend at the time. She had long brown hair which was pulled into a ponytail, and big brown eyes. She was wearing a baby T and jeans with a leather belt. She was curvy in a good way, with a really cute butt (sorry for going on and on, but that's how I would have described her at the time).
"A woman could never forcefully tie up a man." I stated mater of factly (by the way I'm not a total sexist, this was just part of my plan). She looked appalled.
"As if! That's so not true!" she gaped at me.
"Well yeah, if not true means true." I chuckled. She didn't share my enthusiasm.
"You are such a chauvinist pig! I can't believe you would say that!"
"Hey, I'm a man of the truth, what can I say."
She then continued to scowl angrily. I decided my plan had failed: if I challenged her I thought that it would seem to obvious, and she didn't appear to be challenging me. Anyway, we watched the movie until it ended. After it was over, Steph got this excited look on her face.
"Oh, wait, I almost forgot! I've got a surprise for you!" My birthday was in like ten days- naturally I assumed it was an early present.
"Close your eyes!" I didn't hesitate.
CCLLLIIICCKK! Cold steel was felt against my wrists and I knew instantaneously what was happening. I opened my eyes and yanked at the handcuffs that restrained me. I looked up at a grinning Steph who gave me a shove and I fell backward onto her bed. At long last I was a captive- now what?
TO BE CONTINUED...............................
DTB
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Saturday, September 22nd 2001 - 07:38:34 PM
Part Two
Well I have decided to continue my story. Thanks to anyone who urged me to do so. When last we left, I had been handcuffed by my friend Stephanie. I lay on the bed and glanced up at her. She had a beautiful smile, which currently had a wicked look to it. I tested the handcuffs first. They were definitely metal- steel if I had to guess. I searched for one of those emergency release valves. There weren't any.
"So, what were you saying again, about women not being able to tie men?" she inquired.
"Well I said FORCEFULLY tie. You used surprise tactics." I sneered. I felt this to be an acceptable answer.
"Either way you are tied." she grinned.
"Not tied, cuffed. A very different situation." Her amusement faded.
"It doesn't matter. You're in my control!" she informed. I loved the way she said it. It got me really excited. But I acted disgusted.
"Yeah, whatever." I mumbled. I was to stupid to come up with any real argument.
"And since I'm in control, we're going to watch 'Clueless'." she said with a charming smile. That was her favorite movie. I hate that movie. It's as simple as that.
"Nooo!" I screamed in agony. Anything but that! "Really. No. C'mon. I'm not kidding." I pleaded.
"And I'm not the one handcuffed." she shot back. I tried to arise from her bed, but she shoved me back down. This actually annoyed me. I tried to get up again. She shoved me down again. The third time I went all out. I really didn't want to watch "Clueless". She met me half way, but I out-weighed her significantly. We tumbled forward. She wrestled me and won- I was handcuffed after all, and she basically tripped me and threw me onto her bed. She ran her hands down her blue-jeaned thighs.
"I suppose that this means you'll need further restraint." she said with a smile. She unbuckled her black leather belt and went to strap my ankles together. Naturally I kicked her in the leg.
"Ow! What the hell is wrong with you?" she slapped my leg as she wrapped my ankles in the black belt, strapping them together. I struggled a little as she went to get more belts. She then continued to strap me with them; around the chest, on the thighs and around the waist, tightly binding me. My dreams were coming true as I was firmly bound. She started "Clueless". The horror. I struggled against the belts but they held me better than I had thought. I just rolled around alot.
"Trying to get free are we? Don't worry, you won't, a woman tied you," she grinned, "and that reminds me, I think you need to be punished for kicking me!" What did she mean by that?
DTB
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Thursday, October 4th 2001 - 08:08:23 PM
Part 3
Hello everyone. This is DTB. Last time I posted was on September 22nd I believe, so I'll refresh you as to my situation. Over at my friend Stephanie's house, I had succeeded in getting her to tie me. I was handcuffed and my legs and chest were bound with belts.
"I guess you'll need to be punished." she repeated. I wasn't sure what to make of that- was she even serious? Naturally I assumed she wasn't. Until she took off my socks. I squirmed as I realized her plans.
"Just a little tickle torture!" she grinned. Her fingernails probed my barefeet, and I was helpless. I am VERY ticklish first of all. I am one of those people who laugh when you act as if you are going to tickle someone, you know, "air tickling". I went crazy. I was laughing loud, and writhing in my helplessness. The belts held strong, and I was thoroughly restrained at the wrists by handcuffs. She tickled mercilessly, putting her weight on my legs to pin them down. She moved all over my feet, up and down as I thumped up and down in attemps to escape. But she was relentless.
Eventually she stopped. My feet still tingled, and I was sweating and panting, and near tears as I recovered. She had a wicked smile on her face.
"Was that enjoyable?" she asked. She rested her hands in her back pockets and rested against her wall.
I shook my head no, as I was still out of breath.
"Well that's too bad, because more is coming your way!" she screamed. I moved the only direction I could in an escape attempt, by rolling off the bed. I landed on my side, and it hurt, alot. She was there though. She grabbed my feet and dragged me across the room. She proceeded to tickle my soles as I struggled and attempted to escape. My laughs roared from my mouth uncontrollably as I fought the tickling, but she was stronger than I thought as she massaged (in a tickling way) my feet. Drops of sweat trickled from my forehead as I gave in to the tickling. She continued for about two more minutes as I lay helpless, my feet tickled. I felt like I was going to pee my pants but she stopped eventually. She smiled.
"What next?" she asked.
"You could... let... me go..." I managed to pant out.
"Keep your mouth shut. When I want your opinion I'll give it too you." she let me know. This disgruntled me, but I loved it.
"And what are you going to do about it?" I asked. I wanted to see her reaction. She lifted her foot, and pressed her foot down over my mouth.
"That. Smell my feet." I writhed, but she smothered my face with her dirty socked feet. What could I do?
DTB
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