Eric : 01 - Let the women win... (ffff/m)
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Eric's stories
01 - Let the women win...
Story index at the bottom
By Eric
Thursday, December 9th 2004 - 04:50:19 PM
Let the women win...
One Friday night when I was 14, I spent the night at my friend, Dave's (names have been changed), house. Dave had two sisters, Meg (13) and Sarah (16). Anyway, it just so happened that on this occasion, both of them had their friends Stephanie (14) and Amy (16) over for the night.
All went well until we had to decide who slept where. The older girls, thinking because of their age, they were entitled to the downstairs where the TV, kitchen and computer were. We, the boys, thought that all girls should be upstairs, while the younger ones just kinda whined and complained, hoping to drive us into insanity and giving up the down stairs.
After a heated fight, the younger ones grumbled upstairs, leaving the downstairs for the older group to fight over but not before swearing revenge on whoever got the downstairs. Soon the older girls left in a similar fury with the same kind of desire for vengeance. Dave and I were feeling pretty good about ourselves due to the fact we had "outsmarted" the mean old girls and "beaten" the younger ones. That is probably why I was so off guard when around 10:30 I heard a voice calling me upstairs.
As I climbed the rickety stairs I saw Meg's face pop around the corner and disappear just as quickly.
"In here, bud" I heard from the direction of Sarah's room. As I entered I noticed that the four poster had nothing but the sheets on it and the desk had various types of rope, handcuffs, duct tape, and ankle cuffs on it.
"Hey guys, what's all this fo- OW! Sarah that hurts!" Sarah and Amy had appeared behind me and grabbed my arms in a steel tight grip.
"It's our turn to have fun with you, Eric, you've been such a bad boy!"
I felt a chill go down my spine when I noticed what was on top of the dresser, a pair of pink panties and a sports bra.
"No! Sarah! Please! NOO-mwwwwwmnph!" Meg shoved a pair of socks into my mouth to silence me.
"You always did talk too much." She laughed rather cruelly, "lets get him tied down!"
I struggled with all the might my skinny 14 yr. old body could muster, but could not break free of Sarah and Amy's Ironclad grip on me. They quite hefted me onto the bed, me fighting tooth and nail for every inch, every possibility of freedom until finally Amy straddled my waist and held down my body enough for Meg and Stephanie to snap on the handcuffs and ankle cuffs. I now laid there, completely at the mercy of four girls with evil intentions for me. I looked around desperately for a way to escape, but all hope was lost when they tied a thick rope just above my waist, and over my bare stomach.
"You didn't actually think we would let you off that easily did you?" asked Stephanie in the most evil sounding voice I had ever heard. "It's time you learn to respect your elders, kid!"
I shuddered and awaited my doom.
I had never felt so helpless. I was unable to move my arms or legs more than the 2-3 inches of the handcuff chain allowed. I was completely surrounded by the four people who had it in for me. The next thing they said shook me to the core.
"Well are we going to change him or what?" Meg asked.
"Mmmmmmmmphhhhhhhh" I cried out vainly, for the gag had been reinforced by strips of duct tape.
"I guess he wants us to, listen how excited he is! All that yelling for joy! Eric if you want us to stop just say please, ok?"
I was now thoroughly convinced that Sarah was not only an evil person but a sadist as well.
"Lets just get him already!" Stephanie said annoyed by the diversion.
"Fine" agreed Meg, "just remember, not all the way yet".
I didn't want to know what "all the way" was. Since I was wearing no shirt, it was only a matter of getting my pants. Amy straddled me again and untied the drawstring to my athletic pants. Meg and Sarah then pulled them down to my ankles. My mind was numb. I was laying in total captivity in nothing but my white briefs. I felt my face start to burn and must have been extremely red because they started laughing and blindfolded me explaining that I didn't need to "see my own shame". At this point I realized why Stephanie hadn't helped. She had been getting 4 long feathers. The last thing I saw before the blindfold was fastened was Sarah and Meg each getting one and Stephanie walking toward Amy holding one in her direction.
"Have you ever heard of "Tickle torture"?" Amy asked in an overly nice voice.
"Mmmmph" was all I could reply.
"No? well then lets have a lesson before the change then, huh?" and the world went black under the darkness of the blindfold...
I could hear the evil laughter surround me. Every moment I lay there, the horror and fear grew.
"Lesson one," Amy said in a tone that dripped with sarcastic friendliness, "is the only lesson so listen close." She leaned down next to my ear and whispered, "No matter how much you resist, no matter how much you struggle, you are at my total and complete mercy!"
The feathers exploded into action all over my body! My feet were burning as two of them tickled both feet simultaneously. My armpits and stomach were covered with feather strokes and evil fingers that seemed to delight in my sensitivity to tickling.
"MMMMMMMPPPPPMMMMMMMMPHHHHHHHH" I screamed into my gag. I began to cry from all the laughing.
"OH! Is that a tear I see?" Sarah chuckled. At once they all stopped.
"I'm sorry but I didn't think boys cried! I guess your not a very good boy... I'll give you one more chance to prove you're a big tough man! If not we'll take action into our own hands!" her voice trailed off. The blackness of the blindfold and the bite of the metal cuffs into my wrists once again made me realize how helpless I was.
"Ready?" Amy asked. I said nothing. "I guess that means yes!"
This time the feathers hit me with even more force than before and never seemed to end. I bit my tongue and tried to control my laughter but nothing could stop the flood that exploded from me. I struggled and laughed and laughed but could not seem to get free or escape my torment. Once again my eyes watered and a tear ran down my laughing face.
"Uh-oh!" Sarah said in a reprimanding tone, "I guess that the little boy is too weak to be a little boy." She laughed and all the tickling ceased. "I warned you, and now you force me to take my next step - you little girly boy!"
More soon! Comment if you like it so far!
Eric
anonymous@sbcglobal.net
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Friday, December 10th 2004 - 04:37:47 PM
There I lay, in nothing but white briefs and athletic shorts still around my ankles. Cuffed hand and foot to the bed by Meg, Stephanie, Amy, and Sarah who were now manicly laughing.
"Do you want to know what the last stage of this is?" asked Amy. "We're going to turn you into a little girl!"
I felt someone jump onto the bed and straddle my waist.
"This is going to fun! You're going to be so cute!" Sarah chuckled gleefully.
I felt fingers loosen the waistband of my briefs. I struggled but was too weak from the hours of bondage to escape. I felt the shield of cotton slide down my legs. I don't know if any guy here has had this experience, but being seen helpless and naked by GIRLS is the worst thing that could ever happen to a guy. I felt the cuffs unhook and the fabric pulled off of my ankles. Again I tried to struggle but to no avail, I was simply too weak.
Fortunately, it wasn't long after that I felt something silky being put on each foot and then slide up my legs. I came to realize that these were the panties I had seen before. (Now I'm not saying fortunately b/c I'm a perv and like panties, it's just a lot better than having it all hanging out...) Once again I felt a tight grip on either arm and the unhooking of the cuffs there. They made me sit up and slid the bra down onto my chest.
"Now to make the transformation complete, lets get rid of all that unsightly hair!"
I'm not sure which of them said this but I fell myself completely untied, but still held and was marching into what I'm pretty sure was the bathroom. I was forced to sit down on a metal stool in the tub. Quickly and expertly the tied my hands to the towel rack just above my head and legs to something at the other end, pulling them out straight. At this point my memory gets sketchy, but I remember quite vividly the feel of the razor as it moved across my legs, from the ankles all the way to the bottom line of the panties. When they finished they all commented how cute I was. After that they simply unblindfolded me, took me back downstairs and cuffed me to the fold out bed I was to sleep on all those hours before.
As dawn slowly came through the window, my sense of shock wore off and I realized how humiliated I was. Yet, at the same time it had been kind of an adventure, and dare I say fun? When Dave woke up he just kinda laughed and snapped a few pics before untying me and asking where my clothes were. I stared at him in horror and answered, "They're still in Sarah's room!" but that is another story...
Please comment if you like this story or email me! I really need some feedback!
Eric
anonymous@sbcglobal.net
__________________________________________________________________________
Eric's stories
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section
01 - Let the women win...
Story index at the bottom
By Eric
Thursday, December 9th 2004 - 04:50:19 PM
Let the women win...
One Friday night when I was 14, I spent the night at my friend, Dave's (names have been changed), house. Dave had two sisters, Meg (13) and Sarah (16). Anyway, it just so happened that on this occasion, both of them had their friends Stephanie (14) and Amy (16) over for the night.
All went well until we had to decide who slept where. The older girls, thinking because of their age, they were entitled to the downstairs where the TV, kitchen and computer were. We, the boys, thought that all girls should be upstairs, while the younger ones just kinda whined and complained, hoping to drive us into insanity and giving up the down stairs.
After a heated fight, the younger ones grumbled upstairs, leaving the downstairs for the older group to fight over but not before swearing revenge on whoever got the downstairs. Soon the older girls left in a similar fury with the same kind of desire for vengeance. Dave and I were feeling pretty good about ourselves due to the fact we had "outsmarted" the mean old girls and "beaten" the younger ones. That is probably why I was so off guard when around 10:30 I heard a voice calling me upstairs.
As I climbed the rickety stairs I saw Meg's face pop around the corner and disappear just as quickly.
"In here, bud" I heard from the direction of Sarah's room. As I entered I noticed that the four poster had nothing but the sheets on it and the desk had various types of rope, handcuffs, duct tape, and ankle cuffs on it.
"Hey guys, what's all this fo- OW! Sarah that hurts!" Sarah and Amy had appeared behind me and grabbed my arms in a steel tight grip.
"It's our turn to have fun with you, Eric, you've been such a bad boy!"
I felt a chill go down my spine when I noticed what was on top of the dresser, a pair of pink panties and a sports bra.
"No! Sarah! Please! NOO-mwwwwwmnph!" Meg shoved a pair of socks into my mouth to silence me.
"You always did talk too much." She laughed rather cruelly, "lets get him tied down!"
I struggled with all the might my skinny 14 yr. old body could muster, but could not break free of Sarah and Amy's Ironclad grip on me. They quite hefted me onto the bed, me fighting tooth and nail for every inch, every possibility of freedom until finally Amy straddled my waist and held down my body enough for Meg and Stephanie to snap on the handcuffs and ankle cuffs. I now laid there, completely at the mercy of four girls with evil intentions for me. I looked around desperately for a way to escape, but all hope was lost when they tied a thick rope just above my waist, and over my bare stomach.
"You didn't actually think we would let you off that easily did you?" asked Stephanie in the most evil sounding voice I had ever heard. "It's time you learn to respect your elders, kid!"
I shuddered and awaited my doom.
I had never felt so helpless. I was unable to move my arms or legs more than the 2-3 inches of the handcuff chain allowed. I was completely surrounded by the four people who had it in for me. The next thing they said shook me to the core.
"Well are we going to change him or what?" Meg asked.
"Mmmmmmmmphhhhhhhh" I cried out vainly, for the gag had been reinforced by strips of duct tape.
"I guess he wants us to, listen how excited he is! All that yelling for joy! Eric if you want us to stop just say please, ok?"
I was now thoroughly convinced that Sarah was not only an evil person but a sadist as well.
"Lets just get him already!" Stephanie said annoyed by the diversion.
"Fine" agreed Meg, "just remember, not all the way yet".
I didn't want to know what "all the way" was. Since I was wearing no shirt, it was only a matter of getting my pants. Amy straddled me again and untied the drawstring to my athletic pants. Meg and Sarah then pulled them down to my ankles. My mind was numb. I was laying in total captivity in nothing but my white briefs. I felt my face start to burn and must have been extremely red because they started laughing and blindfolded me explaining that I didn't need to "see my own shame". At this point I realized why Stephanie hadn't helped. She had been getting 4 long feathers. The last thing I saw before the blindfold was fastened was Sarah and Meg each getting one and Stephanie walking toward Amy holding one in her direction.
"Have you ever heard of "Tickle torture"?" Amy asked in an overly nice voice.
"Mmmmph" was all I could reply.
"No? well then lets have a lesson before the change then, huh?" and the world went black under the darkness of the blindfold...
I could hear the evil laughter surround me. Every moment I lay there, the horror and fear grew.
"Lesson one," Amy said in a tone that dripped with sarcastic friendliness, "is the only lesson so listen close." She leaned down next to my ear and whispered, "No matter how much you resist, no matter how much you struggle, you are at my total and complete mercy!"
The feathers exploded into action all over my body! My feet were burning as two of them tickled both feet simultaneously. My armpits and stomach were covered with feather strokes and evil fingers that seemed to delight in my sensitivity to tickling.
"MMMMMMMPPPPPMMMMMMMMPHHHHHHHH" I screamed into my gag. I began to cry from all the laughing.
"OH! Is that a tear I see?" Sarah chuckled. At once they all stopped.
"I'm sorry but I didn't think boys cried! I guess your not a very good boy... I'll give you one more chance to prove you're a big tough man! If not we'll take action into our own hands!" her voice trailed off. The blackness of the blindfold and the bite of the metal cuffs into my wrists once again made me realize how helpless I was.
"Ready?" Amy asked. I said nothing. "I guess that means yes!"
This time the feathers hit me with even more force than before and never seemed to end. I bit my tongue and tried to control my laughter but nothing could stop the flood that exploded from me. I struggled and laughed and laughed but could not seem to get free or escape my torment. Once again my eyes watered and a tear ran down my laughing face.
"Uh-oh!" Sarah said in a reprimanding tone, "I guess that the little boy is too weak to be a little boy." She laughed and all the tickling ceased. "I warned you, and now you force me to take my next step - you little girly boy!"
More soon! Comment if you like it so far!
Eric
anonymous@sbcglobal.net
----------------------------------------------------
Friday, December 10th 2004 - 04:37:47 PM
There I lay, in nothing but white briefs and athletic shorts still around my ankles. Cuffed hand and foot to the bed by Meg, Stephanie, Amy, and Sarah who were now manicly laughing.
"Do you want to know what the last stage of this is?" asked Amy. "We're going to turn you into a little girl!"
I felt someone jump onto the bed and straddle my waist.
"This is going to fun! You're going to be so cute!" Sarah chuckled gleefully.
I felt fingers loosen the waistband of my briefs. I struggled but was too weak from the hours of bondage to escape. I felt the shield of cotton slide down my legs. I don't know if any guy here has had this experience, but being seen helpless and naked by GIRLS is the worst thing that could ever happen to a guy. I felt the cuffs unhook and the fabric pulled off of my ankles. Again I tried to struggle but to no avail, I was simply too weak.
Fortunately, it wasn't long after that I felt something silky being put on each foot and then slide up my legs. I came to realize that these were the panties I had seen before. (Now I'm not saying fortunately b/c I'm a perv and like panties, it's just a lot better than having it all hanging out...) Once again I felt a tight grip on either arm and the unhooking of the cuffs there. They made me sit up and slid the bra down onto my chest.
"Now to make the transformation complete, lets get rid of all that unsightly hair!"
I'm not sure which of them said this but I fell myself completely untied, but still held and was marching into what I'm pretty sure was the bathroom. I was forced to sit down on a metal stool in the tub. Quickly and expertly the tied my hands to the towel rack just above my head and legs to something at the other end, pulling them out straight. At this point my memory gets sketchy, but I remember quite vividly the feel of the razor as it moved across my legs, from the ankles all the way to the bottom line of the panties. When they finished they all commented how cute I was. After that they simply unblindfolded me, took me back downstairs and cuffed me to the fold out bed I was to sleep on all those hours before.
As dawn slowly came through the window, my sense of shock wore off and I realized how humiliated I was. Yet, at the same time it had been kind of an adventure, and dare I say fun? When Dave woke up he just kinda laughed and snapped a few pics before untying me and asking where my clothes were. I stared at him in horror and answered, "They're still in Sarah's room!" but that is another story...
Please comment if you like this story or email me! I really need some feedback!
Eric
anonymous@sbcglobal.net
__________________________________________________________________________
Eric's stories
- 01 - Let the women win... (ffff/m)
- 02 - EZ Drop Caught! (ff/m)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section