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Jennifer : 02 - The second time I tied a guy up (f/m)

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By Jennifer

Monday, October 29th 2001 - 08:32:47 AM

The second time I tied a guy up

Since Lisa asked me to describe the second time I tied a guy up, I thought I would post that experience here.

It took place when I was 19 years old. At the time I was going out with a guy called Joe. I am probably considered fairly attractive, as I have never had problems having a date for Saturday night. So I was fairly picky when it came to guys. Joe was pretty handsome, had been the high-school QB. Joe was 20 at the time and we were both going to the local college. But I was getting more and more concerned about our relationship as it seemed to me that Joe was taking me for granted.

One Saturday night we hung out at his place. He had three roommates. But all his roommates were out that night. Joe and I were watching a movie we had rented. In the movie, a man was tied up and fairly easily he managed to get loose. Suddenly I got an idea. I told Joe that "that wasn't very realistic. I bet you that I could tie you up and you would never get loose". I was hoping that Joe would go for it (and fall for my trap) as I now could get his full attention and teach him a lesson. Joe was kind of macho, so I figured he just might.

"You are crazy", he said. But he agreed to it!

So, we stopped the tape and I told him we should go to his room and that I needed some rope. He eventually came back from what I thought was the garage with some rope. Joe had a small room with a chair, a desk and a bed. It was kind of tight for space. I closed the door to this room so his roommates couldn't bother us if they were to come early. I told him to sit down in his chair and put his hands behind his back.

When I tie somebody up, it is important that the guy's hands are behind his back. First, it makes it much more difficult for him to try to break loose. They will have a harder time figuring out where the knot is and how it was tied. And for me, I get a real kick out of it, as I feel much more in charge and dominant.

Anyway, I tied his hands behind his back. I remembered the first time I had tied a guy's hands to his back. This time I did it more or less the same way. I looped the rope both horizontally and vertically. If anything was different is that I tried to make it as tight as possible. Then I took another rope and tied his wrists to the back of the chair. This was also done very tightly. Then I tied his ankles together. I took another rope and tied the ankles to the left chair leg. I then took yet another rope and tied the ankles to the right chair leg. These last two ropes tying the ankles to the legs were also tied very tightly. He hadn't tried to get loose yet, but I was certain that his movement would be very limited. At this point I knew he was not going to be able break loose. But I took one final rope and tied his waist to the chair. Then I added one more twist, I blindfolded him. You will see why later on.

I then smiled at him, and asked him if he had any regrets. He usually is very sure of himself and likes to brag. This time he didn't even answer me. I think he realized that he was going to lose. We had set a time limit for 45 minutes. He then started to wiggle and struggle but as I had predicted he was going nowhere. It was a thrill for me to watch him struggle knowing that he had no chance.

After the 45 minutes, I asked him how he was doing.

"Wow, where did you learn to tie ropes like that", he complimented me.

"My mom taught me when I was younger", I responded.

"Well, good job, you win, there is no way I could have gotten out of this", he said.

"Thanks", I said.

"Well, what are you waiting for, untie me", he then demanded in a firm voice.

"Sorry, big guy you are on your own", I said.

"Cut it out, you untie me now", he yelled.

"No, I'm heading out", I said. I then opened his door and walked slowly down the stairs.

"Please Jen, please don't do this to me. I can't let my roommates see my having been tied up by my girlfriend. Please come back".

I then open the front door and slammed it closed. He thought I had left his house. In reality I had just pretended to. I was very quietly walking up the stairs. Joe couldn't hear me since he was making a lot of noise as he was struggling trying to get free from the ropes in addition to saying quite a few swearwords.

This had worked out much better than I had expected. I didn't realize how embarrassed Joe was going to be if his roommates learned that his girlfriend had tied him up. I just stood there at the door opening watching him. Joe couldn't see me as the chair was facing the window, not door. And of course, he was blindfolded.

Boy, was he struggling. He tried to move the chair around. But there was not enough space in the room for the chair to move it around or for it to fall to the floor. In addition, since I had tied both his wrists and ankles so tightly to the chair, moving the chair around wouldn't do him much good. But I gathered he was so desperate to get loose that he wasn't thinking. Probably another hour went by before he finally gave up. It was a thrill for me to see how helpless he was.

"Give up", I told him.

"You are still here", he said. He seemed sooo relieved. "Jen, please, please untie me", he begged.

"Perhaps, Joe, but first we need to talk", I said. And we talked for some time. He agreed to be a better boyfriend. I untied him after that. We kept going out for another 6 months. I know I had taught him a lesson but as a boyfriend Joe hadn't really changed and we eventually broke up.

Best wishes,
Jennifer

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