Re: Tales in Briloven (mm/F, F/mm, m/m and more) Chapter 3 added
Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2022 3:53 pm
I am ready with the next chapter. I thank everyone who has taken time to comment on the story, your kind words and comments encouraged me to write more. Let me know what you all think !
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-----------------------------------------------------4. Cabin by the house------------------------------------------------
“Are we there yet?” Amy asked.
The 16 year old was wearing faded denim shorts that came well above her knees, a plain white t-shirt on top and a red converse sneaker on her feet. She was walking through the woods, behind the Smith’s house, being led by Tommy. Her hands were tied together in the front by rope, there was another long piece of rope attached to her bound wrists, the end of the long rope being held by Tommy as he led her forward.
“We are almost there.” Tommy replied, holding the rope in one hand, carefully leading his girlfriend through the woods, past the large trees.
Tommy was dressed in khaki shorts and a gray polo t-shirt.
Amy sighed, she was not able to see him. A black cloth had been tied over eyes to blindfold her.
Tommy was leading her to a small wooden shed which was located behind the house, a few minutes into the woods. His late father had built a wooden shed when Joey and he were young kids. It was mainly built for the kids to access and play in it, while in the woods, when they grow up. The brothers had considered it as their hideout and used it extensively while playing with their friends, they also had a silly rule about no girls being allowed in it. The hideout was a nice little place in the middle of the forest. There were four wooden walls, one door and a couple of shuttered windows. There was also a fire pit outside, with wooden logs around it for seating. The shed also provided the boys with shelter, if they got caught in foul weather while playing in the woods.
“We are here.” Tommy announced, leading Amy into the shed.
“Ah finally, can you untie the blindfold now?” She asked.
He walked behind her, untying the black cloth, letting her see. She has been here several times, but Tommy always insisted she should be blindfolded when he brought her here, due to it being a ‘hideout’ for the boys. Amy blinks her eyes, noticing the place was still the same. The small shed was mostly empty, only a small round wooden table occupied the space in a corner, by the shuttered windows. There was also a wooden post in the center of the shed, acting as a pillar for the structure.
“When will you ever bring me here without blindfolding or tying me?” Amy asked, pouting playfully at Tommy. “ I've known this place since middle school!”
Tommy chuckled, “Sorry, but you know the deal. Besides, you enjoy being my prisoner.”
Amy blushed at that, she did enjoy being his prisoner. They had known each other since middle school and have been good friends, they only started dating recently though. She was only a few months older than him and an inch shorter than him, standing at 5’6. Amy was growing into a beautiful young lady, shoulder length dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, medium sized breasts. Her body was well toned, since she was a ballet dancer at school.
“Oh no, what are you going to do to your prisoner?” She asked with a fake terror in her voice.
“Tie you up nice and tight, of course.” He replied with a wink, leading her to the wooden post.
“You won’t get away with this.” Amy smirked, watching him untie the ropes binding her wrists.
“I always do.”
Tommy then takes her hands behind the wooden post, tying her wrists together at the back. He then loops rope above and below her breasts, tying the ropes to her back, along with the post. The ropes he was using were the spare ones stored at the shed by the boys, they often used it when they played games here. He pulls another rope around her tummy, binding it along with the post securely.
“Do I have to stand now, the whole time?” Amy asked.
She frowned at him as he secured her upper body to the wooden post, while she stood against it. The rope hugging her body felt familiar to her. She had been bound several times now, by him. Each time was exciting like the previous time. She had grown to enjoy the feeling of helplessness in bondage.
“Yeah, stop talking or I will make sure you are quiet.” Tommy said, kneeling by her smooth, toned and long legs.
Amy just smiled, putting her feet together, making her legs more accessible for him. Ropes were wrapped around her ankles and the post before being cinched and tied securely. He then wrapped rope around her thighs and the post, securing her legs. She wriggled a bit against the ropes, but it held her nicely to the post. Happy with his work, Tommy picks up the black cloth and ties a large knot in the center. This piece of long cloth was torn from an old bedsheet.
“Open your mouth, time to be quiet.” He said, holding the knotted cloth taut in his hand.
Amy opened her mouth to protest, but she knew it would be of no use. She just nods and opens her mouth wide allowing Tommy to push the large knot into her mouth and tie the ends behind her head tightly, at the base of her neck. Tommy thought of tying it together with the post, but decided not to.
“Mmmmphff!” She grunted, mewing into the knotted cloth in her mouth.
“That’s better now, you look like a proper prisoner now.” Tommy teased, stepping back and admired the gagged girl, bound to the wooden post.
“Hmmmpmmff!” Amy replied in mock anger, her lips resting on the protruding black knot stuffed in her mouth.
“You think you can escape?”
“Nnnmmppcnnt”
“That’s good, I am thirsty and I am thinking of heading back to the house to get a drink.”
“Dnntllvvmmaleemm!” Amy said, her eyes wide.
She didn't want to be here bound alone to a post, inside a shed in the middle of the woods. The woods don't have any dangerous animals lurking around, but the thought of staying here bound alone frightened her a bit. She squirmed and wriggled against her post, hoping her boyfriend wouldn’t leave her alone.
“You will be alright alone, I won’t be gone for long.” Tommy said, noticing her apprehension.
He walked over and kissed her cheek. “I will bring you something to drink as well.”
“Mmmmmptmmyy.” Amy grunted, she watched him kiss her cheek and leave the shed.
She was now alone and helplessly bound to the post wondering when Tommy would come back.
Tommy walked along the forest trail, heading back to the house. It was slightly hotter than usual and it made him feel thirsty. He made a mental note to carry some water the next time he takes Amy to the cabin. It was a beautiful day though, the sun was shining bright and he could hear the birds chirp happily as he made his way back to the house.
He wondered how Amy must be feeling now, bound and gagged alone back in the shed.
‘Maybe I should try that sometime.’ He thought to himself, entering the backyard through the wooden fence surrounding the house.
Tommy entered the house through the garage, where his mother’s black sedan was parked. He noticed there was some kind of commotion coming from the kitchen, he didn’t think much about it. It was probably Joey and his friend Lucas. Lucas was Joey’s best friend from school, they were in the same class since kindergarten. He would visit Joey every now and then to play or when his mother had to run errands in the town. Today was one such day, he had come home just before Tommy had headed out with Amy.
“Help!! Somebody help me!!” His mother’s voice could be heard, it was coming from the kitchen.
Tommy was surprised to hear that, and wondered what was going on. He quickly removed his black sneakers and walked towards the kitchen bare feet.
“HELP! If there are any cowboys, help me - the Indians havemmmmgggphffff!”
Tommy hurries to the kitchen, when he hears that. Laura was standing next to the dining table, she was wearing a black leggings, a red t-shirt, her blonde hair in a ponytail and of course bare feet. There was rope circling her waist, pinning her hands to her sides around her waist. Joey and Lucas had made a lasso out of the rope which was pinning Laura’s hands to the waist. Joey was standing next to his mother, holding the end of the rope, with a big grin on his face.
“Mmmpghppff!” Laura said, her eyes wide when she saw Tommy enter the kitchen.
Tommy looked up to see what was keeping his mother quiet, he was surprised to see a large red apple sitting in her mouth, his mother’s red lips resting over it as she held the apple in her mouth with her teeth. Lucas was standing on the dining table, he had climbed on it, to stuff the apple he had found in the fruit basket, into Laura’s mouth.
“What’s going on?” Tommy asked, he was smiling.
“We are playing Cowboys and Indians, we have captured our prisoner!” Joey replied, he held on to the end of the lasso tightly.
“Are you the good guy or bad guy?” Lucas asked, climbing down from the table.
The younger boys were dressed in black shorts and t-shirts. Joey was in a sky blue t-shirt while Lucas was wearing dark green. Lucas was around the same height as Joey, was dark skinned and had curly black hair.
Tommy looked back at his mother, her eyes twinkled as she tried hard not to laugh and bite down on the apple in her mouth. He could understand she was playing along in their game.
“Hllppmmm!” Laura mumbled, hoping her older son would play the role of a rescuer.
Tommy smiled, he had no intention of rescuing his mother so soon. “I am your leader, you little soldiers.”
The younger boys grinned, they were more than happy to let Tommy play as the leader.
“What do we do with her?” Joey questioned.
“Let’s tie her more and take her to the hideout, the cowboys won’t find us there.”
Lucas was surprised to hear that, he was amazed by the fact Joey’s mother agreed to play along with their game and now they were going to tie her up?! He was surprised when his best friend asked him to stuff a fruit in his mother’s mouth earlier, he only did it after seeing Laura nod to him, indicating he could do so. He hadn’t expected that, but he was eager and excited to play now.
Tommy told the boys to bring the duffle bag which contained the rest of the ropes while he removed the lasso from his mother’s waist and tied her wrists behind her back, palm to palm. He looped the rope horizontally a few times and then vertically to make sure she couldn't move her wrists apart.
“Mmmmwhhtkmmmm?” Laura asked, gasping when she found her wrists bound nicely. Tommy was good at this.
“Sorry mom, can’t understand you.” Tommy said laughing, hearing his mother trying to talk with an apple in her mouth.
Laura looked at her son and then spat out the saliva soaked apple out of her mouth. “Hideout? Where are you taking me?!” She enquired.
“To the shed, out in the woods.” Tommy replied, making sure the knots were away from her fingers.
“There?! Why can’t we remain in the house?” His mother asked, puzzled.
“Because, that’s where I have another prisoner. She trespassed in our lands too” Tommy grinned, remembering he had poor Amy still tied up out there.
“Who?” Laura asked, her eyes widened when she realized Tommy had left earlier along with Amy, but had returned alone now. She wondered what her son had in mind as the younger kids brought out the duffle bag.
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-----------------------------------------------------4. Cabin by the house------------------------------------------------
“Are we there yet?” Amy asked.
The 16 year old was wearing faded denim shorts that came well above her knees, a plain white t-shirt on top and a red converse sneaker on her feet. She was walking through the woods, behind the Smith’s house, being led by Tommy. Her hands were tied together in the front by rope, there was another long piece of rope attached to her bound wrists, the end of the long rope being held by Tommy as he led her forward.
“We are almost there.” Tommy replied, holding the rope in one hand, carefully leading his girlfriend through the woods, past the large trees.
Tommy was dressed in khaki shorts and a gray polo t-shirt.
Amy sighed, she was not able to see him. A black cloth had been tied over eyes to blindfold her.
Tommy was leading her to a small wooden shed which was located behind the house, a few minutes into the woods. His late father had built a wooden shed when Joey and he were young kids. It was mainly built for the kids to access and play in it, while in the woods, when they grow up. The brothers had considered it as their hideout and used it extensively while playing with their friends, they also had a silly rule about no girls being allowed in it. The hideout was a nice little place in the middle of the forest. There were four wooden walls, one door and a couple of shuttered windows. There was also a fire pit outside, with wooden logs around it for seating. The shed also provided the boys with shelter, if they got caught in foul weather while playing in the woods.
“We are here.” Tommy announced, leading Amy into the shed.
“Ah finally, can you untie the blindfold now?” She asked.
He walked behind her, untying the black cloth, letting her see. She has been here several times, but Tommy always insisted she should be blindfolded when he brought her here, due to it being a ‘hideout’ for the boys. Amy blinks her eyes, noticing the place was still the same. The small shed was mostly empty, only a small round wooden table occupied the space in a corner, by the shuttered windows. There was also a wooden post in the center of the shed, acting as a pillar for the structure.
“When will you ever bring me here without blindfolding or tying me?” Amy asked, pouting playfully at Tommy. “ I've known this place since middle school!”
Tommy chuckled, “Sorry, but you know the deal. Besides, you enjoy being my prisoner.”
Amy blushed at that, she did enjoy being his prisoner. They had known each other since middle school and have been good friends, they only started dating recently though. She was only a few months older than him and an inch shorter than him, standing at 5’6. Amy was growing into a beautiful young lady, shoulder length dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, medium sized breasts. Her body was well toned, since she was a ballet dancer at school.
“Oh no, what are you going to do to your prisoner?” She asked with a fake terror in her voice.
“Tie you up nice and tight, of course.” He replied with a wink, leading her to the wooden post.
“You won’t get away with this.” Amy smirked, watching him untie the ropes binding her wrists.
“I always do.”
Tommy then takes her hands behind the wooden post, tying her wrists together at the back. He then loops rope above and below her breasts, tying the ropes to her back, along with the post. The ropes he was using were the spare ones stored at the shed by the boys, they often used it when they played games here. He pulls another rope around her tummy, binding it along with the post securely.
“Do I have to stand now, the whole time?” Amy asked.
She frowned at him as he secured her upper body to the wooden post, while she stood against it. The rope hugging her body felt familiar to her. She had been bound several times now, by him. Each time was exciting like the previous time. She had grown to enjoy the feeling of helplessness in bondage.
“Yeah, stop talking or I will make sure you are quiet.” Tommy said, kneeling by her smooth, toned and long legs.
Amy just smiled, putting her feet together, making her legs more accessible for him. Ropes were wrapped around her ankles and the post before being cinched and tied securely. He then wrapped rope around her thighs and the post, securing her legs. She wriggled a bit against the ropes, but it held her nicely to the post. Happy with his work, Tommy picks up the black cloth and ties a large knot in the center. This piece of long cloth was torn from an old bedsheet.
“Open your mouth, time to be quiet.” He said, holding the knotted cloth taut in his hand.
Amy opened her mouth to protest, but she knew it would be of no use. She just nods and opens her mouth wide allowing Tommy to push the large knot into her mouth and tie the ends behind her head tightly, at the base of her neck. Tommy thought of tying it together with the post, but decided not to.
“Mmmmphff!” She grunted, mewing into the knotted cloth in her mouth.
“That’s better now, you look like a proper prisoner now.” Tommy teased, stepping back and admired the gagged girl, bound to the wooden post.
“Hmmmpmmff!” Amy replied in mock anger, her lips resting on the protruding black knot stuffed in her mouth.
“You think you can escape?”
“Nnnmmppcnnt”
“That’s good, I am thirsty and I am thinking of heading back to the house to get a drink.”
“Dnntllvvmmaleemm!” Amy said, her eyes wide.
She didn't want to be here bound alone to a post, inside a shed in the middle of the woods. The woods don't have any dangerous animals lurking around, but the thought of staying here bound alone frightened her a bit. She squirmed and wriggled against her post, hoping her boyfriend wouldn’t leave her alone.
“You will be alright alone, I won’t be gone for long.” Tommy said, noticing her apprehension.
He walked over and kissed her cheek. “I will bring you something to drink as well.”
“Mmmmmptmmyy.” Amy grunted, she watched him kiss her cheek and leave the shed.
She was now alone and helplessly bound to the post wondering when Tommy would come back.
Tommy walked along the forest trail, heading back to the house. It was slightly hotter than usual and it made him feel thirsty. He made a mental note to carry some water the next time he takes Amy to the cabin. It was a beautiful day though, the sun was shining bright and he could hear the birds chirp happily as he made his way back to the house.
He wondered how Amy must be feeling now, bound and gagged alone back in the shed.
‘Maybe I should try that sometime.’ He thought to himself, entering the backyard through the wooden fence surrounding the house.
Tommy entered the house through the garage, where his mother’s black sedan was parked. He noticed there was some kind of commotion coming from the kitchen, he didn’t think much about it. It was probably Joey and his friend Lucas. Lucas was Joey’s best friend from school, they were in the same class since kindergarten. He would visit Joey every now and then to play or when his mother had to run errands in the town. Today was one such day, he had come home just before Tommy had headed out with Amy.
“Help!! Somebody help me!!” His mother’s voice could be heard, it was coming from the kitchen.
Tommy was surprised to hear that, and wondered what was going on. He quickly removed his black sneakers and walked towards the kitchen bare feet.
“HELP! If there are any cowboys, help me - the Indians havemmmmgggphffff!”
Tommy hurries to the kitchen, when he hears that. Laura was standing next to the dining table, she was wearing a black leggings, a red t-shirt, her blonde hair in a ponytail and of course bare feet. There was rope circling her waist, pinning her hands to her sides around her waist. Joey and Lucas had made a lasso out of the rope which was pinning Laura’s hands to the waist. Joey was standing next to his mother, holding the end of the rope, with a big grin on his face.
“Mmmpghppff!” Laura said, her eyes wide when she saw Tommy enter the kitchen.
Tommy looked up to see what was keeping his mother quiet, he was surprised to see a large red apple sitting in her mouth, his mother’s red lips resting over it as she held the apple in her mouth with her teeth. Lucas was standing on the dining table, he had climbed on it, to stuff the apple he had found in the fruit basket, into Laura’s mouth.
“What’s going on?” Tommy asked, he was smiling.
“We are playing Cowboys and Indians, we have captured our prisoner!” Joey replied, he held on to the end of the lasso tightly.
“Are you the good guy or bad guy?” Lucas asked, climbing down from the table.
The younger boys were dressed in black shorts and t-shirts. Joey was in a sky blue t-shirt while Lucas was wearing dark green. Lucas was around the same height as Joey, was dark skinned and had curly black hair.
Tommy looked back at his mother, her eyes twinkled as she tried hard not to laugh and bite down on the apple in her mouth. He could understand she was playing along in their game.
“Hllppmmm!” Laura mumbled, hoping her older son would play the role of a rescuer.
Tommy smiled, he had no intention of rescuing his mother so soon. “I am your leader, you little soldiers.”
The younger boys grinned, they were more than happy to let Tommy play as the leader.
“What do we do with her?” Joey questioned.
“Let’s tie her more and take her to the hideout, the cowboys won’t find us there.”
Lucas was surprised to hear that, he was amazed by the fact Joey’s mother agreed to play along with their game and now they were going to tie her up?! He was surprised when his best friend asked him to stuff a fruit in his mother’s mouth earlier, he only did it after seeing Laura nod to him, indicating he could do so. He hadn’t expected that, but he was eager and excited to play now.
Tommy told the boys to bring the duffle bag which contained the rest of the ropes while he removed the lasso from his mother’s waist and tied her wrists behind her back, palm to palm. He looped the rope horizontally a few times and then vertically to make sure she couldn't move her wrists apart.
“Mmmmwhhtkmmmm?” Laura asked, gasping when she found her wrists bound nicely. Tommy was good at this.
“Sorry mom, can’t understand you.” Tommy said laughing, hearing his mother trying to talk with an apple in her mouth.
Laura looked at her son and then spat out the saliva soaked apple out of her mouth. “Hideout? Where are you taking me?!” She enquired.
“To the shed, out in the woods.” Tommy replied, making sure the knots were away from her fingers.
“There?! Why can’t we remain in the house?” His mother asked, puzzled.
“Because, that’s where I have another prisoner. She trespassed in our lands too” Tommy grinned, remembering he had poor Amy still tied up out there.
“Who?” Laura asked, her eyes widened when she realized Tommy had left earlier along with Amy, but had returned alone now. She wondered what her son had in mind as the younger kids brought out the duffle bag.