Chair tied and Sock gagged (F/M) Part 4 added
Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2020 1:11 am
Intro:
Hi everyone. I know I’ve got 2 stories ongoing at the moment but I had this little idea for a short story and wanted to post it. It’ll probably only take 2 parts to finish.
It contains the characters Kate (my girlfriend) and her older sister Madison. Both of them are in previous stories I’ve written but this story takes place in an alternate timeline where none of the previous stories have happened.
To recap:
Kate: my girlfriend, 25 years old, about 5ft 4” with long brown hair just below her shoulders.
Madison: Kate’s older sister, she’s 28 and about 5ft 8”. She has longer dark brown hair which goes about halfway down her back. Despite the odd arguments, Kate and Madison get along well. I also get along with Madison although occasionally I can deliberately annoy her.
Me: 24 year old guy who’s about 6ft 1” and a lean build as well as shortish light brown hair.
Anyways intro over. Hope you enjoy!
The story
“Fewwww” Kate sighed in relief as I closed the front door behind us.
“Home at last” she continued as we moved out of the hallway and into our living room.
“I am so tired!” She said as she dropped her shopping bags and sank into the couch. We must have been out shopping for close to 6 hours. 6 hours on our feet walking from shop to shop. And then once we were in each shop we would slowly shuffle as Kate browsed the endless rows of clothing rails.
“Me too” I agreed as I flung myself back onto the couch, next to Kate.
“I’m just glad we decided to grab food before coming home. I couldn’t be bothered cooking!”
“Definitely” Kate nodded. She raised up her feet and kicked off the black heeled ankle boots that she had worn all day. The boots flew across the room onto the floor revealing her black shin high socks. The smell of her feet slowly made its way over to me.
I turned to look at her and smirked.
“Shut up” she playfully quipped. “We did a lot of walking today ok?” I nodded in agreement and proceeded to kick my shoes off too.
“What do you fancy doing now?” I asked.
“Well there’s a new *you know who* YouTube video uploaded today. But I’ve missed the last couple so I need to catch up on them. Kate responded. I rolled my eyes. One of the many trashy YouTube channels that Kate insists in watching that I just cannot stand. However, it wasn’t all bad news...
“Ugh... well I’m not watching that.” I groaned. “I’ll probably just go upstairs and play the Xbox or something then”
“Or...” Kate smiled as she sat up, placing her hand on my lap.
“We do *that other thing*” she grinned.
The *other thing* that she was referring to was an activity that we would occasionally indulge in whenever she wanted peace to watch a tv show or a YouTube video that I didn’t want to watch.
I looked her in the eye and smirked back at her.
“Get upstairs then. And get changed into something more comfortable. I’ll grab what the things I’ll need” she commanded.
I lunged off the couch and headed upstairs. I was trying to avoid appearing too over enthusiastic but we both knew that I was excited. I grabbed a change of cloths from the wardrobe and quickly got myself changed.
I swapped my polo shirt for a light pyjama T-shirt and my denim jeans for a pair of football (soccer) shorts. I pulled off my socks and threw them aside too. Kate would remove them anyway so I figured I’d save her the trouble. By this point I was dressed only in the T-shirt and shorts.
Kate walked upstairs and came into our bedroom. She too had changed clothes into something more comfortable. She was now wearing a loose fitting white T-shirt, black leggings and a pair of pink fuzzy slipper boots. Her brown hair was pushed up into a neat bun atop of her head. She threw a pile of white bondage rope onto the bed and opened the wardrobe.
“We’ll go for chair this time” she smiled as she pulled out the folded up chair that we kept hidden deep inside our wardrobe. Sometimes it would be the chair, sometimes it would be the bed, other times it would be the floor. It all depended on her mood and what she wanted to do.
She unfolded the chair and patted her hand down on the base of it. “Have a seat babe” she said, innocently smiling at me.
I sat down on the chair and watched as she grabbed a single length of rope from the large pile.
“I decided to use the white rope because it’s a bit softer so that you’re not uncomfortable”.
“Hands behind your back babe!” She instructed. “I still want some level of discomfort. Hands tied in front are way too comfortable!” I placed my hands behind my back.
She walked behind me, preparing the rope in her hands.
“Right, you know the drill” she said as she prepared my hands.
She started wrapping the soft white rope around my wrists. She would wrap them in a pattern. 3 wraps around my left wrist, 3 wraps around my right wrist then 3 wraps in between my wrists creating a cuff. She repeated the pattern several times, occasionally yanking on the 2 ends of the rope to tighten it. Finally she finished by knotting both ends and tucking the knot under some of the wraps putting it out of reach of my fingers. My hands were tied palms facing each other with about an inch of coiled rope in between.
“Ok that’s the hands done. Onto the feet” she informed me as she returned to the bed to grab more rope. I stretched my legs out in front of me.
She grasped my ankles tight and began replicating the same tie that she had used to bind my hands together. Again she wrapped several times around each ankle as well as the middle section of the tie and knotted it tightly.
Once she was happy with my feet being tied up she grabbed a third stretch of white rope and walked behind me again.
“What shall we go for? Loose, normal or tight?... I’m thinking we go for tight!” She giggled as she grasped my feet and yanked them under the chair. She wrapped the rope around the mid section of the foot tie and yanked it hard causing me to drag my heels right up until they were touching the underside of the chair.
“That is tight!” I confirmed as she began tied the rope to the mid section of my hand ties. She was essentially tightly hog tying me to the chair.
“Mmmm. It is isn’t it!” She nodded as she finished knotting and took a step back to admire her work. I gave the ties a wriggle in order to test the secureness of the knots.
“Yep... inescapable” I groaned.
“Goooood!” Kate menacingly giggled. “Ok. Next!” She knelt down by my side.
“Remember today when you were moaning that I had dragged you into 4 clothing shops in a row? And I told you to put a sock in it?”
“Yeah?”
“Well. Better late than never.” From behind her back she produced one of her black socks. On the floor behind her I could see the pair of pink slippers.
“Open up!” She held the sock up at my mouth. I complied and opened my mouth up widely. She slowly packed the sock inside my mouth, pushing it in ensuring it filled every available space in my mouth.
“I know. I know” she sympathised. “But I have to”
From behind her she produced a second sock. This time it was a long woollen knee high white sock that she occasionally wore. She stood up and walked behind me again. She held the long white sock in front of my face and stretched it out.
“Say ahhhh”
“Argghhghghghg” I muffled. She pulled the sock tight into my mouth and dragged back on it allowing her to begin knotting it behind my head. The sock sat inside my mouth pulling hard on the sides of my lips. My teeth and lips rested over the sock allowing me to bite down on it.
“Perfect!” Kate smiled. “Let me add 1 last thing babe then I’m done” I heard her grabbing something from the floor.
She held the second white woollen sock in front of my face as though she was going to gag me with that one too. However nestled neatly inside the white sock was her other black sock. The other one that she had worn all day when we were out shopping.
Again she dragged back on it. This time covering my nose.
“Mrrrghfffff thrt stnkfffsss” I protested but she continued, knotting the second white sock.
“All done babe!” She celebrated as she stood in front of me.
“Whilst I’ve got you like this, I’ll probably watch a few more things. I really do have a long catch up list!” She smiled, savouring the moment.
“Is that ok?”
“Tfffkk thrrr srghckk mmhhhffff” I was still asking her to remove the second black sock from my nose.
“Oh relax! It’s not that bad. Be thankful they’re not as bad as Madison’s!” She laughed. “You know how bad hers are!”
“Mmmpghhh hmmm” I agreed. One time we were visiting her sister Madison just after she had gotten home from work and both of us were astounded by the incredible stench that came off her feet. I almost passed out! Madison wasn’t impressed with our reactions.
“Speaking of Madison...” Kate added as she slid her pink slippers back onto her feet and walked over to the door. I had to turn my head to see her.
“I think she’s still to watch a few of the videos too so I might invite her round ok? Plus she can keep me company since you’re ehm... busy!” She smiled as she delivered the last part.
“I’ll shut the door babe. But I’ll come up and see you every so often. Byeee.” She shut the door and went back downstairs. That was the usual state of play. Kate would tie me up in some way and periodically she would come up stairs to check on my. Occasionally she’d change it up and replace the gag or add a blindfold etc.
“Byyyghhhff” I attempted to respond. Now I was alone. As much as I loved the process of being tied up and gagged, this was the part I loved the most. Being able to sit and glance around at the ties that kept me tightly bound. Wriggling in vein attempts to escape. Sighing into the gag pretending I wasn’t loving every second of my predicament.
“Hmmmmmph” I sighed.
“Thrrsss sghhhck strnks” I told myself. ‘This sock stinks’.
I glanced around the room, acting as if I was some kidnapped hostage attempting to determine where I had been abducted too. In reality though I was just some guy who was tied to a chair by his girlfriend and gagged with her socks whilst she relaxed downstairs.
To be continued...
Hope you’re enjoying it so far. Part 2 will follow soon. Thanks!
Hi everyone. I know I’ve got 2 stories ongoing at the moment but I had this little idea for a short story and wanted to post it. It’ll probably only take 2 parts to finish.
It contains the characters Kate (my girlfriend) and her older sister Madison. Both of them are in previous stories I’ve written but this story takes place in an alternate timeline where none of the previous stories have happened.
To recap:
Kate: my girlfriend, 25 years old, about 5ft 4” with long brown hair just below her shoulders.
Madison: Kate’s older sister, she’s 28 and about 5ft 8”. She has longer dark brown hair which goes about halfway down her back. Despite the odd arguments, Kate and Madison get along well. I also get along with Madison although occasionally I can deliberately annoy her.
Me: 24 year old guy who’s about 6ft 1” and a lean build as well as shortish light brown hair.
Anyways intro over. Hope you enjoy!
The story
“Fewwww” Kate sighed in relief as I closed the front door behind us.
“Home at last” she continued as we moved out of the hallway and into our living room.
“I am so tired!” She said as she dropped her shopping bags and sank into the couch. We must have been out shopping for close to 6 hours. 6 hours on our feet walking from shop to shop. And then once we were in each shop we would slowly shuffle as Kate browsed the endless rows of clothing rails.
“Me too” I agreed as I flung myself back onto the couch, next to Kate.
“I’m just glad we decided to grab food before coming home. I couldn’t be bothered cooking!”
“Definitely” Kate nodded. She raised up her feet and kicked off the black heeled ankle boots that she had worn all day. The boots flew across the room onto the floor revealing her black shin high socks. The smell of her feet slowly made its way over to me.
I turned to look at her and smirked.
“Shut up” she playfully quipped. “We did a lot of walking today ok?” I nodded in agreement and proceeded to kick my shoes off too.
“What do you fancy doing now?” I asked.
“Well there’s a new *you know who* YouTube video uploaded today. But I’ve missed the last couple so I need to catch up on them. Kate responded. I rolled my eyes. One of the many trashy YouTube channels that Kate insists in watching that I just cannot stand. However, it wasn’t all bad news...
“Ugh... well I’m not watching that.” I groaned. “I’ll probably just go upstairs and play the Xbox or something then”
“Or...” Kate smiled as she sat up, placing her hand on my lap.
“We do *that other thing*” she grinned.
The *other thing* that she was referring to was an activity that we would occasionally indulge in whenever she wanted peace to watch a tv show or a YouTube video that I didn’t want to watch.
I looked her in the eye and smirked back at her.
“Get upstairs then. And get changed into something more comfortable. I’ll grab what the things I’ll need” she commanded.
I lunged off the couch and headed upstairs. I was trying to avoid appearing too over enthusiastic but we both knew that I was excited. I grabbed a change of cloths from the wardrobe and quickly got myself changed.
I swapped my polo shirt for a light pyjama T-shirt and my denim jeans for a pair of football (soccer) shorts. I pulled off my socks and threw them aside too. Kate would remove them anyway so I figured I’d save her the trouble. By this point I was dressed only in the T-shirt and shorts.
Kate walked upstairs and came into our bedroom. She too had changed clothes into something more comfortable. She was now wearing a loose fitting white T-shirt, black leggings and a pair of pink fuzzy slipper boots. Her brown hair was pushed up into a neat bun atop of her head. She threw a pile of white bondage rope onto the bed and opened the wardrobe.
“We’ll go for chair this time” she smiled as she pulled out the folded up chair that we kept hidden deep inside our wardrobe. Sometimes it would be the chair, sometimes it would be the bed, other times it would be the floor. It all depended on her mood and what she wanted to do.
She unfolded the chair and patted her hand down on the base of it. “Have a seat babe” she said, innocently smiling at me.
I sat down on the chair and watched as she grabbed a single length of rope from the large pile.
“I decided to use the white rope because it’s a bit softer so that you’re not uncomfortable”.
“Hands behind your back babe!” She instructed. “I still want some level of discomfort. Hands tied in front are way too comfortable!” I placed my hands behind my back.
She walked behind me, preparing the rope in her hands.
“Right, you know the drill” she said as she prepared my hands.
She started wrapping the soft white rope around my wrists. She would wrap them in a pattern. 3 wraps around my left wrist, 3 wraps around my right wrist then 3 wraps in between my wrists creating a cuff. She repeated the pattern several times, occasionally yanking on the 2 ends of the rope to tighten it. Finally she finished by knotting both ends and tucking the knot under some of the wraps putting it out of reach of my fingers. My hands were tied palms facing each other with about an inch of coiled rope in between.
“Ok that’s the hands done. Onto the feet” she informed me as she returned to the bed to grab more rope. I stretched my legs out in front of me.
She grasped my ankles tight and began replicating the same tie that she had used to bind my hands together. Again she wrapped several times around each ankle as well as the middle section of the tie and knotted it tightly.
Once she was happy with my feet being tied up she grabbed a third stretch of white rope and walked behind me again.
“What shall we go for? Loose, normal or tight?... I’m thinking we go for tight!” She giggled as she grasped my feet and yanked them under the chair. She wrapped the rope around the mid section of the foot tie and yanked it hard causing me to drag my heels right up until they were touching the underside of the chair.
“That is tight!” I confirmed as she began tied the rope to the mid section of my hand ties. She was essentially tightly hog tying me to the chair.
“Mmmm. It is isn’t it!” She nodded as she finished knotting and took a step back to admire her work. I gave the ties a wriggle in order to test the secureness of the knots.
“Yep... inescapable” I groaned.
“Goooood!” Kate menacingly giggled. “Ok. Next!” She knelt down by my side.
“Remember today when you were moaning that I had dragged you into 4 clothing shops in a row? And I told you to put a sock in it?”
“Yeah?”
“Well. Better late than never.” From behind her back she produced one of her black socks. On the floor behind her I could see the pair of pink slippers.
“Open up!” She held the sock up at my mouth. I complied and opened my mouth up widely. She slowly packed the sock inside my mouth, pushing it in ensuring it filled every available space in my mouth.
“I know. I know” she sympathised. “But I have to”
From behind her she produced a second sock. This time it was a long woollen knee high white sock that she occasionally wore. She stood up and walked behind me again. She held the long white sock in front of my face and stretched it out.
“Say ahhhh”
“Argghhghghghg” I muffled. She pulled the sock tight into my mouth and dragged back on it allowing her to begin knotting it behind my head. The sock sat inside my mouth pulling hard on the sides of my lips. My teeth and lips rested over the sock allowing me to bite down on it.
“Perfect!” Kate smiled. “Let me add 1 last thing babe then I’m done” I heard her grabbing something from the floor.
She held the second white woollen sock in front of my face as though she was going to gag me with that one too. However nestled neatly inside the white sock was her other black sock. The other one that she had worn all day when we were out shopping.
Again she dragged back on it. This time covering my nose.
“Mrrrghfffff thrt stnkfffsss” I protested but she continued, knotting the second white sock.
“All done babe!” She celebrated as she stood in front of me.
“Whilst I’ve got you like this, I’ll probably watch a few more things. I really do have a long catch up list!” She smiled, savouring the moment.
“Is that ok?”
“Tfffkk thrrr srghckk mmhhhffff” I was still asking her to remove the second black sock from my nose.
“Oh relax! It’s not that bad. Be thankful they’re not as bad as Madison’s!” She laughed. “You know how bad hers are!”
“Mmmpghhh hmmm” I agreed. One time we were visiting her sister Madison just after she had gotten home from work and both of us were astounded by the incredible stench that came off her feet. I almost passed out! Madison wasn’t impressed with our reactions.
“Speaking of Madison...” Kate added as she slid her pink slippers back onto her feet and walked over to the door. I had to turn my head to see her.
“I think she’s still to watch a few of the videos too so I might invite her round ok? Plus she can keep me company since you’re ehm... busy!” She smiled as she delivered the last part.
“I’ll shut the door babe. But I’ll come up and see you every so often. Byeee.” She shut the door and went back downstairs. That was the usual state of play. Kate would tie me up in some way and periodically she would come up stairs to check on my. Occasionally she’d change it up and replace the gag or add a blindfold etc.
“Byyyghhhff” I attempted to respond. Now I was alone. As much as I loved the process of being tied up and gagged, this was the part I loved the most. Being able to sit and glance around at the ties that kept me tightly bound. Wriggling in vein attempts to escape. Sighing into the gag pretending I wasn’t loving every second of my predicament.
“Hmmmmmph” I sighed.
“Thrrsss sghhhck strnks” I told myself. ‘This sock stinks’.
I glanced around the room, acting as if I was some kidnapped hostage attempting to determine where I had been abducted too. In reality though I was just some guy who was tied to a chair by his girlfriend and gagged with her socks whilst she relaxed downstairs.
To be continued...
Hope you’re enjoying it so far. Part 2 will follow soon. Thanks!