Sockgag Sandy: Before and After (mm/f, MM/F, F/F)
Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2023 9:54 pm
This story of being tied up at the gym happened in my hometown at the hands of two younger guys on two occasions, 10 years apart. My name is Sandy and I'm 28 years old. I have blonde hair, green eyes, 5'5"and have a slim and toned build.
Before:
At the time of the first incident, I was 18 years old and recently graduated high school. I was wearing a pair of white sweatpants with a blue strip on the sides of the pant legs, white sports bra and white sneakers. I had finished my workout session and headed to the long hallway leading to the locker rooms.
Unknown to me, two younger boys followed behind me sneakily. The first boy was Ryan, a 12 year old with brown hair and was 5'0". He wore a pair of black sweatpants with a grey waistband, black sneakers and was shirtless. The second boy was Danny, a 13 year old with blonde hair and was 5'4". He wore dark blue plaid lounge pants, white sneakers and was shirtless. Both young teens had defined six pack abs. Ryan had a little upper arm muscle tone when he flexed and Danny had upper arm muscle tone.
The teens tackled me from behind in the hallway and they both wrapped their arms around me. I tried to yell at them to let go of me, but they each took a turn throwing a hand over my mouth and shushing me. I tried to yell out but that just caused both of them to clap a hand over my mouth. Ryan said "no, no sshh sssshhhh sssssshhhhh" frantically and Danny said "sssshhh be quiet sssshhh". I struggled and tried to yell out through their hands to no avail. They got me to my feet and dragged me towards the guy's locker room. Ryan repeatedly urged me to shut up while Danny repeatedly sshhed me.
They got me into the locker room and they took turns restraining and handgagging me. Danny got to go first and then it was Ryan's turn. Suddenly it sounded like someone was coming down the hallway and it sounded like it was a male. My young captors panicked and then Ryan mentioned an unused storage room and Danny grabbed my legs. They carried me over to the storage room away from the lockers. The boys repeatedly told me to not to scream and to be quiet. Danny ran to get their gym bags.
Ryan was able to physically restrain me and hold my mouth despite being younger and shorter. He said "sssshhhhh, please don't scream, be quiet be quiet, stop struggling, shut up" in a quiet tone of voice. Danny came in and quickly pulled out a roll of silver duct tape and taped up my ankles. He grabbed a pair of socks and balled them up in his hand. I heard someone enter the locker room. Ryan removed his hand and as I tried to yell out, Danny stuffed the socks in my mouth. The socks tasted horrible, like sour and salty. I groaned and moaned in disgust as the combined taste hit my taste buds like a gross double whammy.
Danny held my arms behind me and I felt Ryan taping my wrists behind me, then he taped my arms together. Danny taped up my legs and the boys taped my arms to my body. I spit the gross sock gag out and Danny clapped his hand over my mouth and shushed me as Ryan grabbed the socks and stuffed my mouth with them again. Then Danny wrapped the tape around my mouth a few times.
I heard the person leave the locker room. For a couple hours I was held captive in that storage room by the young teenage boys. I struggled against my bindings and tried to yell and scream into my disgusting sockgag that was secured into my mouth with tape. I listened to them talk about how cute I looked all bound and gagged in my sports bra and sweatpants. I tried to rant and curse at them but it came out muffled. Then, not surprisingly, they both took turns placing their hands on my breasts. They both pushed on them softly. They gave each other surprised glances and talked about how squishy they were and how they expected them to feel more solid like a stress ball or a sandbag. I rolled my eyes and gave a muffled "oh god".
Finally they freed me, the teenage brats left my gag and bound wrists for last. They only removed both after I nodded my head in agreement not to tell their parents what they had done to me.
Before:
At the time of the first incident, I was 18 years old and recently graduated high school. I was wearing a pair of white sweatpants with a blue strip on the sides of the pant legs, white sports bra and white sneakers. I had finished my workout session and headed to the long hallway leading to the locker rooms.
Unknown to me, two younger boys followed behind me sneakily. The first boy was Ryan, a 12 year old with brown hair and was 5'0". He wore a pair of black sweatpants with a grey waistband, black sneakers and was shirtless. The second boy was Danny, a 13 year old with blonde hair and was 5'4". He wore dark blue plaid lounge pants, white sneakers and was shirtless. Both young teens had defined six pack abs. Ryan had a little upper arm muscle tone when he flexed and Danny had upper arm muscle tone.
The teens tackled me from behind in the hallway and they both wrapped their arms around me. I tried to yell at them to let go of me, but they each took a turn throwing a hand over my mouth and shushing me. I tried to yell out but that just caused both of them to clap a hand over my mouth. Ryan said "no, no sshh sssshhhh sssssshhhhh" frantically and Danny said "sssshhh be quiet sssshhh". I struggled and tried to yell out through their hands to no avail. They got me to my feet and dragged me towards the guy's locker room. Ryan repeatedly urged me to shut up while Danny repeatedly sshhed me.
They got me into the locker room and they took turns restraining and handgagging me. Danny got to go first and then it was Ryan's turn. Suddenly it sounded like someone was coming down the hallway and it sounded like it was a male. My young captors panicked and then Ryan mentioned an unused storage room and Danny grabbed my legs. They carried me over to the storage room away from the lockers. The boys repeatedly told me to not to scream and to be quiet. Danny ran to get their gym bags.
Ryan was able to physically restrain me and hold my mouth despite being younger and shorter. He said "sssshhhhh, please don't scream, be quiet be quiet, stop struggling, shut up" in a quiet tone of voice. Danny came in and quickly pulled out a roll of silver duct tape and taped up my ankles. He grabbed a pair of socks and balled them up in his hand. I heard someone enter the locker room. Ryan removed his hand and as I tried to yell out, Danny stuffed the socks in my mouth. The socks tasted horrible, like sour and salty. I groaned and moaned in disgust as the combined taste hit my taste buds like a gross double whammy.
Danny held my arms behind me and I felt Ryan taping my wrists behind me, then he taped my arms together. Danny taped up my legs and the boys taped my arms to my body. I spit the gross sock gag out and Danny clapped his hand over my mouth and shushed me as Ryan grabbed the socks and stuffed my mouth with them again. Then Danny wrapped the tape around my mouth a few times.
I heard the person leave the locker room. For a couple hours I was held captive in that storage room by the young teenage boys. I struggled against my bindings and tried to yell and scream into my disgusting sockgag that was secured into my mouth with tape. I listened to them talk about how cute I looked all bound and gagged in my sports bra and sweatpants. I tried to rant and curse at them but it came out muffled. Then, not surprisingly, they both took turns placing their hands on my breasts. They both pushed on them softly. They gave each other surprised glances and talked about how squishy they were and how they expected them to feel more solid like a stress ball or a sandbag. I rolled my eyes and gave a muffled "oh god".
Finally they freed me, the teenage brats left my gag and bound wrists for last. They only removed both after I nodded my head in agreement not to tell their parents what they had done to me.