Stories of Tie Up Games

001. Elle. "One thousand words." "What?" Lifting head, shoulder, up off the bed. Unable to rise further and even this small thing is too much effort. Flopping down, and my back to her I smile, amusement hidden. "Says so here." "Where?" "Here." Waving...

Inspired by the latest contest, which I didn't discover until waaaaaay after the submissions deadline, because I was AWOL.

But the specific word count gave me this idea.

Want to see more, a continuation? Let me know.

Brilliant.

Short but amazing, had me smiling at times

StringTheorist wrote: ↑3 months ago Bed Bound (M/F)

My legs are splayed
in a giant vee
like a receptacle
for mid-air refuelling,
awaiting his probe.

This section especially, what a crazy but cool image to invoke, so left field I loved it.

I like this, great twist on the story a familiar beginning (albeit Jill not Jack) and then the net dropped and left me guessing for the rest.

Good descriptions, thank you for posting.

I reached into my bag to retrieve something. A large green circular sticker. I unpeeled it in a hurry from its back and stuck it onto the side of her left thigh. Is the sticker new? I don't remember (and haven't read back to check) it featuring so far? Interesting stuff. Prehaps something different...

Great new chapter, glad to see you return to this.

Still enjoying the short format, bitesize and easy to pick up. Looking forward to seeing where you take this.

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And it is a little amusing how both El and Sal really want to be the one tied up. Well, at least they are now roughly on the same page - I suppose being forced to interact and actually communicating helps! But at this rate they will be asking Lucille to tie them both up together :lol: :lol: That's ...

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I am really enjoying the partial return of the 'documentary/found footage style' in the intermissions. It's a style I enjoy. Not just the 'found footage/video' stuff but the general story theme of breaking chapters up with passages from books or message exchanges/phonecalls. It's my new favourite w...

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Obviously I do not expect the new story to directly address that, but I thought it was a nice concept that could use further exploration. And it won't, this is a start from scratch using some of what I wrote before, but twisted into a new thing. Excited to see what new (or possibly old) direction y...

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If you've found your way here, I'm currently doing a rewrite.

The new Lupin shall appear soon.

009. The whole thing happens like a dream. Surreal. In my room Morgan, unasked and unprompted, climbs up onto the bed, kneeling, arms behind her. Breathing fast, E cups going up down up inside her tight tee. Taking rope from a drawer I climb up behind her, kneeling too. Not thinking, the words half ...

008. But I don't manage more then six hours. Sleep, despite it being my first proper non fold out or reclining bed in months, I'm a naturally early riser, and besides even the heavy, thick fog of sleep barely manages to obscure the fact of her. Morgan. Coming to dinner at my invitation. And that, th...