Greg : 02 - Grant's Solution (m/m)
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02 - Grant's Solution
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By Greg
Monday, June 21st 2004 - 02:21:29 PM
Grant's Solution
This is Greg again. I wrote back in October about how I wanted to be an escape artist and then my dad bought me a straitjacket and my brother bought me a gag and a blindfold. We got into some trouble when my brother, Grant, kept me tied and gagged all night once, and Dad made a rule that I could only wear my jacket when he was at home. Since then Grant has put me in my gear (that is what we call it) lots of times and I really like it. Now I'm sixteen and Greg is eighteen.
About a month ago, Dad got a new job and has to travel sometimes. The first time he was gone for five days, we had to go stay with our aunt. Neither Grant or I liked that, and we convinced Dad that we could stay alone. He warned us not to get into trouble, and said he would try it once and see what happens.
On Friday morning we left for school and Grant (he's finishing his senior year) and I left for school. When we got home, Grant asked me if I would like to wear my gear for a while, and I said yes. I got out the gear, and Grant said I should take off all of my clothes. Usually I wear my briefs when I'm tied up. So I stripped, and Grant strapped me into my jacket and then added my ballgag and then he added the straps he gave me for my birthday. They tie my legs together at my ankles and above my knees. Then he took some rope and pulled my legs up and tied me in a hogtie. It was great. Finally Grant said that I make too much noise even with the gag, so he added wraps of silver duck tape. That really shut me up good.
After a while Grant said he was going to fix dinner. I tried to let him know that I wanted to be untied, but he ignored me. Finally, he untied my hogtie and legs and told me to go to the bathroom. When I returned, he removed the gag. I asked him why he didn't let me out of the straightjacket, and he laughed and made me sit in a chair and used the rope to tie me to the chair. Then he said he didn't want me to get into any trouble while Dad was gone, and that I would stay tied up until Monday when he would let me go so I could go to school. I said that was impossible, and he had better let me go, but he didn't. He fed me dinner, and then put the gag back along with the duck tape. He let me go from the chair, but tied a rope on one leg, and then to my other leg with about a foot of rope between them. I could walk, but not run. I stayed that way until bedtime. Then Grant told me to go to the bathroom, and then he hogtied me on my bed, still gagged and he added the blindfold. I complained, abut there was nothing I could do.
I stayed tied up all day Saturday, usually able to walk around the house. Grant kept me gagged except when he fed me. Late Saturday afternoon Grant saw our Aunt and Uncle drive up to the house. He grabbed me and pulled me into the closed in the bedroom and shut the door. I could hear them talking. Grant said that I was visiting a friend. Our Aunt said she was checking up on us and wanted to take us to dinner. Grant said he could go, but I was eating with my friends. So they went. I was really scared still all tied up in the closet but there was nothing I could do.
After a couple of hours, they returned. Grant told my Aunt and Uncle that we were fine, and they went away. Then Grant ran to the closet and asked if I was OK. I nodded that I was OK but wanted to be untied. But Grant only released the hogtie and let me go to the bathroom, and then he fed me dinner. When the gag was out, I really complained and said that I wanted to be untied, but Grant held my nose until I opened my mouth and then he shoved the gag back in and more duck tape. Then he put me on my bed and hogtied me again and left me all night.
Sunday at Breakfast I complained and begged Grant to untie me, but he refused and really hogtied me good and left me tied and gagged and blindfolded most of the day. I was finally untied Monday morning, in time to shower and eat and go to school.
Monday evening Dad was due home. Before he arrived, Grant told me that if I said anything to Dad he would never tie me up again. I thought about it, and decided that I liked being tied up and so I would keep quiet. Dad has been gone once since then, and I was tied up and gagged almost all the time while he was gone. Grant left me alone in the closet more that time. It's summer vacation now, and Dad will be gone for most of next week. Grant has already said that I will be in my jacket and gear all the time while Dad is gone. And Dad seems happy that we aren't getting into any trouble while he is away.
More after my next time in my gear.
Greg
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02 - Grant's Solution
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By Greg
Monday, June 21st 2004 - 02:21:29 PM
Grant's Solution
This is Greg again. I wrote back in October about how I wanted to be an escape artist and then my dad bought me a straitjacket and my brother bought me a gag and a blindfold. We got into some trouble when my brother, Grant, kept me tied and gagged all night once, and Dad made a rule that I could only wear my jacket when he was at home. Since then Grant has put me in my gear (that is what we call it) lots of times and I really like it. Now I'm sixteen and Greg is eighteen.
About a month ago, Dad got a new job and has to travel sometimes. The first time he was gone for five days, we had to go stay with our aunt. Neither Grant or I liked that, and we convinced Dad that we could stay alone. He warned us not to get into trouble, and said he would try it once and see what happens.
On Friday morning we left for school and Grant (he's finishing his senior year) and I left for school. When we got home, Grant asked me if I would like to wear my gear for a while, and I said yes. I got out the gear, and Grant said I should take off all of my clothes. Usually I wear my briefs when I'm tied up. So I stripped, and Grant strapped me into my jacket and then added my ballgag and then he added the straps he gave me for my birthday. They tie my legs together at my ankles and above my knees. Then he took some rope and pulled my legs up and tied me in a hogtie. It was great. Finally Grant said that I make too much noise even with the gag, so he added wraps of silver duck tape. That really shut me up good.
After a while Grant said he was going to fix dinner. I tried to let him know that I wanted to be untied, but he ignored me. Finally, he untied my hogtie and legs and told me to go to the bathroom. When I returned, he removed the gag. I asked him why he didn't let me out of the straightjacket, and he laughed and made me sit in a chair and used the rope to tie me to the chair. Then he said he didn't want me to get into any trouble while Dad was gone, and that I would stay tied up until Monday when he would let me go so I could go to school. I said that was impossible, and he had better let me go, but he didn't. He fed me dinner, and then put the gag back along with the duck tape. He let me go from the chair, but tied a rope on one leg, and then to my other leg with about a foot of rope between them. I could walk, but not run. I stayed that way until bedtime. Then Grant told me to go to the bathroom, and then he hogtied me on my bed, still gagged and he added the blindfold. I complained, abut there was nothing I could do.
I stayed tied up all day Saturday, usually able to walk around the house. Grant kept me gagged except when he fed me. Late Saturday afternoon Grant saw our Aunt and Uncle drive up to the house. He grabbed me and pulled me into the closed in the bedroom and shut the door. I could hear them talking. Grant said that I was visiting a friend. Our Aunt said she was checking up on us and wanted to take us to dinner. Grant said he could go, but I was eating with my friends. So they went. I was really scared still all tied up in the closet but there was nothing I could do.
After a couple of hours, they returned. Grant told my Aunt and Uncle that we were fine, and they went away. Then Grant ran to the closet and asked if I was OK. I nodded that I was OK but wanted to be untied. But Grant only released the hogtie and let me go to the bathroom, and then he fed me dinner. When the gag was out, I really complained and said that I wanted to be untied, but Grant held my nose until I opened my mouth and then he shoved the gag back in and more duck tape. Then he put me on my bed and hogtied me again and left me all night.
Sunday at Breakfast I complained and begged Grant to untie me, but he refused and really hogtied me good and left me tied and gagged and blindfolded most of the day. I was finally untied Monday morning, in time to shower and eat and go to school.
Monday evening Dad was due home. Before he arrived, Grant told me that if I said anything to Dad he would never tie me up again. I thought about it, and decided that I liked being tied up and so I would keep quiet. Dad has been gone once since then, and I was tied up and gagged almost all the time while he was gone. Grant left me alone in the closet more that time. It's summer vacation now, and Dad will be gone for most of next week. Grant has already said that I will be in my jacket and gear all the time while Dad is gone. And Dad seems happy that we aren't getting into any trouble while he is away.
More after my next time in my gear.
Greg
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