01 - Killing time
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By Dragon Warrior
Wednesday, January 29th 2003 - 10:24:58 PM
Killing time
Hey guys. As you can probably tell I'm a newbie poster. I am male, 6'1" 225 pounds (I'm active so its not as bad as it sounds), black hair cut military style and brown eyes.
This story takes place during summer break from college. It involves my two best friends up here, two girls named Amy and Deanna. Amy is Asian-American, stands about 5'4", wears her hair down past her shoulders in a ponytail, and has a killer body (athlete). Deanna grew up in Australia, but moved here two years ago to take college. She is tanned, stands about 5'2", reddish brown hair that is cut shoulder length, brown eyes, and also has a killer body (runs a lot). We all became friends two years ago, the best friends possible, closer than family in many ways. Of course this means that we can get away with certain pranks, or situations, as this story will show.
Well, it was early July and we were all at my uncle's place, a very nice one story house stuck in the middle of the woods that he only uses during the winter. He was nice enough to let us use the place during the summer since. We had gone to the nearest mall to buy CD's and books (yes, we love to read) and the entire James Bond and Star Trek Collection on DVD. By the time we got home the girls we in a heated debate over just who the best James Bond was.
"Sean Connery was always the best," Amy said.
"No way, Pierce Brosnan is such a hottie!" shot back Deanna in her cute Aussie accent.
"Oh ome on! Connery in his eighties still looks better than Brosnan did in his thirties!"
I dumped the DVD's in the living by the TV, when I heard scuffling behind me. Amy and Deanna had started one of their traditional argument wrestling matches, which for all of you who don't know means a combination for wrestling and tickling. After about fifteen minutes, both girls were panting and laughing, laying side by side on the floor.
"Well," I said. "I was always partial to Timothy Dalton." THAT was a big lie, but I knew it would get them going again. Indeed it did, because both soon threw themselves at me and tried to tickle me. However, since they were already tired from having at each other, it was relatively easy for me to start tickling them, and soon I had them rolling around helplessly on them floor in fits of laughter.
"Give?" I asked.
"Give!!!" they both shrieked back.
After I had let up and they recovered Amy glared at me. "Creep."
"That was almost as bad as being tied up as a kid," said Deanna.
"You were tied up as a kid?" asked Amy.
"Yeah, my brothers would tie me and gag me and stuff me in a corner whenever they thought I was bothering them too much," laughed Deanna.
"And you never got them back?"
"Nah, it was fun!"
"You'll never tie me up, so don't even think about it."
"Oh, reallllllllllllllly," I drawled, sharing a look with Deanna.
Amy's eyes widened. "You wouldn't."
"I saw a hell of a lot of rope in the garage, D. Go get it."
"Uh uh, no way... You're not... AHH!!!" she shrieked as I pounced on her and pinned her face down to the ground again.
Giggling, Deanna ran off to the garage and got the afore mentioned rope. I wasn't lying when I said a lot. My uncle kept all his surplus supplies for his three hardware stores in this garage.
After Deanna returned Amy quit struggling. "Okay, okay, you guys can get me. just let me change into something more comfortable if I'm going to be tied up for a while. I won't lock myself in my room, I promise." Amy never promised unless she meant it, so I let her go.
"Five minutes," I said.
Nodding, she went off, bing dragged by Deanna, since they shared the same room. I looked in the kitchen and found some duct tape, and a started cutting up different length pieces of rope. I had just finished when both girls returned, both wearing tight black gym shorts, sports bra, and tank tops (Amy's was red, and Deanna's was dark blue).
"Okay, so now what?" asked Amy.
"Lie down on your stomach," I ordered gently. This Amy did without a word. Deanna put Amy's wrists touching, palms facing each other, behind her back, and I quickly lashed them together, winding the rope six times horizontally, then six time vertically, tying the rope tight and cinching it before knotting it off out of the reach of her fingers. Deanna then tied Amy's elbows together behind her back, managing to get them to touch. We sat Amy up and I tied rope to the wrist tie, looping it round her waist several times snuggly, pinning her wrists to her back. While I was doing that Deanna was wrapping rope round Amy's upper body both just above and just below her breasts, then created a harness by passing rope over Amy's shoulders and looping it down between he elbow tie several times, making sure none of the ropes would slip at all. Then between the both of us we finished off tying Amy's legs at her ankles, calves, legs, and thighs.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Yeah," Amy said softly. "Actually, it feels... really nice." Deanna and I shared a quick smile.
"Okay, my turn," smiled Deanna, laying down face down on the floor and placing her wrists behind her back.
"You sure?" I asked, although inside I was rejoicing.
"Yep, now hurry up so Amy isn't all alone." I set about tying her exactly the same way as we had Amy, though it took longer since I was the lone tier this time. Within fifteen minutes, both girls were sitting on the floor, bound extremely well, looking incredibly beautiful in their outfits.
"You like?" Deanna teased Amy.
"Um... well, yeah I do," admitted Amy, smiling a little shyly. I sat back and watched the girls squirm a little in their bonds, testing and getting a feel for the ropes.
"Do you want to be gagged?" I asked, trying to be careful since this was Amy's first time. I was surprised when she nodded.
"Get our bandanas from the second drawer," suggested Deanna.
Once I had returned with six of them (three red and three blue), I again checked with Amy to make sure this was what she wanted.
"Yeah," she smiled. "I trust you. You know that."
Before I gagged them however, i got the roll of duct tape and wrapped their hands from their fingertip to just below the ropes binding their wrists in several layers of duct tape.
"And just when did you plan on us getting out of this?" asked Deanna, raising her eyebrow.
"When I feel like it," I grinned. Both girls groaned at this, but I knew they trusted me. Then I proceeded to gag them.
I wadded up one of the blue bandanas and gently stuffed the entire thing into Deanna's mouth, causing her cheeks to bulge out a little. I folded the second and very tightly cleave gagged her with it,and used the last one to blindfold her. The only sounds coming from Deanna now were soft little grunts and moans.
Amy had been wathing this, smiling. She opened her mouth willingly to receive the bandana packing and gag, and gave me a little wink as I blindfolded her.
Now there lay two absolutely beautiful girls in skimpy gym clothes, helplessly bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Something was missing though. I smiled as it hit me.
Rolling each one onto their stomachs again, I hogtied them very tight, so that their heels were resting firmly on their butts. This being done, I gently laid them on their sides facing each other (they couldn't tell) and sat down and watched.
Both tried to roll around on the floor. Finding out they couldn't do that, they were pretty much reduced to squirming and moaning softly. It was incredible watching their toned body work against the ropes. After about fifteen minutes they both gave up completely.
I untied them both after half an hour had elapsed. I rubbed their arms and legs to get circulation back, and had them sip cokes to get rid of the dryness. To further make it up to them, I gave them both back rubs. I happen to be quite skilled at the art of back rubs, or so I have been told upon many occasions.
"Mmmmm, if I get a backrub like this every time you tie me up, you can tie me as often as you want," murmured Amy.
"So I take it you had fun?"
"Yeah. It felt... weird, but I liked it a lot."
"Another go some other time?"
"Absolutely," they both agreed.
And for the rest of the day we had a Star Trek super marathon.
So let me know if you want any more stories and I will try to post them.
Dragon Warrior
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Dragon Warrior's stories
- 01 - Killing time (M/FF)
- 02 - Cheer up session (M/FF)
- 03 - The Dragon Captures Three (M/F, F/F)
- 04 - Three Captives, in the evening (M/FFF)
- 05 - Relaxing Day, Fun with All (M/FFF)
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