Stories of Tie Up Games

Hadn't come across this before, really hope you post the complete story here!

Great story, really like the originality. Will Blake find ways to prove he's not dreaming? Please keep going.

Chapter 16 As some light filters into the basement I wake up, and it takes several seconds for me to remember that I’m pinned under the heavy barbell. Many of my muscles are sore, and while I can wriggle a little to alleviate the aches this position is still humiliating. I yawn and wait for someone ...

I like the idea of the teenager being passed around by his father's friends; glad you were able to make a good story out of it.

Chapter 15 When I get to the universal weight machine, Joe is finishing an exercise where he is pushing up on some handles while seated. He is sweating profusely and looks uncomfortable. When he sees me, he shrugs, peels off his t-shirt and hangs it on one of the hooks on the ceiling. He seems more ...

Chapter 14 The next morning I wake up and it takes me a minute to remember I’m chained to the bed at my waist. I still can’t do anything about it, so I lie there for what seems to be an hour before loinclothed-clad Jackie finally comes down with the key to the padlock. “Sorry it took me so long to f...

Nice story, thanks for retrieving it!

Great story, especially the ending! Thanks for posting.

Chapter 13 Jackie, still in his loincloth, does indeed come down after two hours with the key to the handcuffs chaining me to the wall, and promptly asks, “How you doing?” “Mmpff.” “Oops, sorry, I forgot you were gagged.” He undoes the gag as I try to determine what he’s up to. He sounds more concer...

Chapter 12 The next morning, I wake up as rays of light filter through the basement windows. I yawn, and soon realize I’m tied spread-eagled to my bed on not going anywhere until someone releases me. A few minutes later Farina, wearing only the same loincloth from yesterday, comes down and unties me...

Chapter 11 “Hey, you okay? Wake up.” It takes me a minute to realize that my gag is being removed. I blink, and realize it’s Farina. When he stands back with the removed gag, I see that he is in only the same loincloth as before, but it’s tied securely this time. He is smiling genuinely, not menacin...

Chapter 10 The usual routine is followed the next morning, but with only Mickey and Joe coming downstairs to untie me from my bed and give me some cereal and juice. They seem to be acting a bit different today. Soon I’m ready to find out how I’ll be tied up. “We’re taking it easy on you today,” says...

Chapter 9 Another morning and breakfast passes, and I wonder what’s in store for me today. “What are we going to do to him today?” asks Joe. “Let’s do something without ropes,” suggests Mickey. “His rope burns aren’t bad, but we should let them heal.” “I got it!” announces Farina. “Let’s wrap him up...

Chapter 8 After breakfast the next day, I ask, “What happens today?” Mickey’s answer surprises me. “Today is Sunday. We should go to church.” I had lost track of the days, but in any event this gang had not struck me as religious types. And they certainly weren’t about to take me to a real church. W...

Chapter 7 Today after breakfast I get a surprise. The gang comes down dressed in cowboy outfits that are probably Halloween costumes, and they are carrying lassos. Joe explains, “Since you’re dressed like an Indian, we thought we’d play Cowboys and Indians today.” This isn’t very politically correct...

Chapter 6 After an hour and a half, Jackie comes down and unlocks the cuffs around my ankles. For some reason, I thought he would unlock my wrists next, but he simply turns and goes away. I suppose I should be grateful for being able to move and raise my legs one at a time now, but I’m irritated tha...

Chapter 5 When I wake up, I realize that the tickling did indeed cause me to have a little accident. The gang comes downstairs, and now notices it. “Eww!” comments Joe. “What happened?” “You tickled me too much last night!” I exclaim. Mickey takes charge. “Hurry, untie him, and get a paper bag for t...

Chapter 4 “Son, I know we never discussed our finances with you, but the fact is we don’t have fifty thousand dollars in accounts that we can withdraw from immediately.” I gulp, and try to find the best possible scenario at this point. “I can manage another day here if I have to.” “It’s going to tak...

Chapter 3 Something strange is going on when I wake up. Usually I need to stretch, but it seems that I’m already stretching. Actually, it’s more like I can’t stop stretching. Or is it that I can’t un-stretch? Then I realize I’m tied spread-eagled to a bed and panic, trying to break free. Half a minu...

Chapter 2 I sit tied to the heavy chair in my duct tape cocoon for perhaps an hour. The tape is far too strong for me to break through, so I may as well conserve my strength as I try to figure out what is going on. This is probably one of their houses, and the parents aren’t around, and they got thi...

This is a reposting of my story that was interrupted after thirteen chapters when the old site went down permanently. The original inspiration from this comes from “A Childhood Kidnap Fantasy” from eight years ago. I wanted to see a continuation, and then thought about writing my own. Since then, th...