Tied Up - Vol 2: A Collection Of Hardcore Bondage Short Stories

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end of the love seat and mom at the other end. My son tied my mom’s ankles together and cinched the ropes tight with I hope you'll be alright by yourself today." Carol's mom said, as Carol began eating. "I'll be at work all day, and I probably won't be home until late this evening. We're close to a breakthrough." At this stage, Paulina was standing up in front of them all and started warning them that the game should end otherwise she would get very annoyed and talk to their mother. The boys ignored the warnings and from behind secured her elbows tightly, causing some discomfort and forcing her chest into more prominence. of, Jamie sat up and began working on Beth's wrist and elbow ties. Soon, both women had their hands free. Beth immediately peeled the tape from her So” said my father “ Do you agree as we have being planning this for a very long time, and you must understand how important you are in this” “ As your captor will have instructed, nod your head to give us your full and complete agreement”. Right now, I did not feel like co-operating, I was mad with them for involving me as a pawn in this game – I would have even co-operated had I known, so I glared at them and tried to tell them what I thought of them both and I did as best as sealed lips would allow.

Yet there was something missing. You see, my bondage fantasies extended beyond tying myself up in ever more elaborate and daring fashion. What really turned me on more than anything else, was the sight, or even merely the thought, of women in bondage. Whether it be in magazines, on videos or the internet, nothing thrilled me more than a good looking girl all tied up and helpless; and if she happened to be wearing skin-tight spandex at the same time, then even better. The problem was, finding a woman of my own who would be sympathetic and willing to share my fantasies. What I needed was a girl who was interested in the same things as I was; someone who would both tie me up and allow me to do the same to her.But how did you go about broaching the subject? Most young women, if you told them that you were into ropes and handcuffs, would run a mile. But as time went on, my frustration grew and grew, until finally I resolved to make my obsessions known to a group of girls that I’d known since school. One of them, I hoped, might just be the soul-mate that I was searching for. Oh, I forgot to mention, I’ll be turning the light off again, so it might be tomorrow morning before you have any hope of discovering exactly where I’ve left it” My alarms were ignored and the other boys moved me over to a chair where my feet were tied together at this stage I felt a bit stupid for letting this happen and said I wanted to be set loose, I think the younger ones thought this was me play-acting, it was anything but. The older boy who had vanished for a couple of minutes came bag with a large bag containing lots more rope. He explained to the two younger boys that they had to keep me quiet for while, they all agreed. Even though I was older than Charlie by five years, I was not that much bigger than him (I am petite, for those of you that don’t know), and I had a difficult time trying to fight him off. I did manage to wrestle him off of me and was able to stand up on my own two feet. She sat on the edge of her bed and began pulling the tights up one leg. She loved the feeling of how the tights caressed her legs from the tips of her toes, then slowly up her leg. She did the same for the other leg, slowly pulling up the tights until the band reached its destination at her waist. She adjusted them until they felt just right. She made sure the seam was perfectly aligned along the tips of her toes. She sighed with pleasure as she ran her hands up and down her nylon covered legs. The tights were completely opaque and oh so soft and smooth.

In the end, Charlie did let himself out, and the remainder of the evening was spent watching TV and eating popcorn. The events that happened earlier were never mentioned, and there were also no more tie-up games after that. As the young woman looked around her room, eyes blinking in the clear, early morning light, she suddenly remembered she had school off today, and had turned off her alarm the night before, so she could sleep in.

Nicola tried to respond, but her reply was as incomprehensible to me as it must have been to Suzanne. A few weeks after the event Julie mentioned in passing that her young sons had always had a crush on her and really enjoyed her babysitting. I bet they did! legs up as far as they would go, while simultaneously scooting forward. Because Danny had not tied her elbows Wouldn’t want any of these ropes to slip and spoil your fun now, would we?” was Julia’s only comment. Excellent choice," Marie said. "But first, I don't think Erin is wearing enough tights. What do you think, Amanda?"

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I thought that this might be coming to an end now but I sensed all the boys were very excited by my hapless position, especially the older boy who seemed to delight in organising the tight tying. Two of the boys, the youngest just gawped, then moved me to the floor where one held me sitting upright whilst the other held my feet down. The oldest one then started to rope my arms above and below my breasts very tightly causing me some distress, again cinching the ropes, my murmurs seemed to heighten their sense of excitement and he made no effort not to brush my now very prominent breasts. One day, we got an invitation for a wedding program from a distant relative. Me and my sister were just too persistent not to go, so just my parents were going to the wedding. They would be gone for 3 days as the wedding was happening in another city quite far from where we lived. I was already planning to have some beers and chill with my friends after my parents would be gone. The wedding dates arrived and my parents left. Suzy could hardly believe her ears. It must be a coincidence, surely? But to think that another Megan and another Julia would be dedicating a request to a different Suzy, who just happened to be in a “tight spot” at the moment, seemed to be stretching the bounds of probability, didn’t it? But what clinched matters, and made the helpless woman realise that it really was her supposed friends that had sent in the request, was their choice of song.

They wanted me to sit in a chair, but I refused, fearing I might not be able to break free from being in that position, so I asked to just sit on the floor in the downstairs family room.

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This voice was also instantly recognisable as Julia, another of her closest friends. Suzy cursed herself again, this time for letting her friends know that she’d taken the day off work. If she’d kept quiet, they wouldn’t be here now. Julie still lived in the large marital home about 10 mins away from us and I agreed to drop my wife (Paulina) off at Julies at 7 pm.