Anti-Kidnapping Training Going Wrong (M/M)

[DomTiesMen]

Another simple one-shot story that I made some days ago. Hope you guys like.

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Summary: During a simply but educational class of anti-kidnapping and escape, an specialist in knots and bondage addicted want to try his techniques on the handsome instructor.

Tags: M/M, SFW, bondage, zip ties, ropes, class, muscle, duct tape, escape challenger, gag.



Anti-Kidnapping Training Going Wrong


“Alright, people, this next one is using those zip ties!”.

This was a special training course that was being promoted on my gym during that week called Anti-Kidnapping Training. The organizers of this project seemed to had rented one of the rooms inside of it to promote their class. Basically, as the title said, it was about methods and tricks of escaping when facing situations that involves kidnapping, robbery and self-defense. For the special bargain of 20 dollars (that would be free if you had the gym membership), during the next hour, you would learn tips and easy tricks that could help or even save your life from a possible future danger, and you earn even a certificate! It was a good deal!

Me? I went there just to see the handsome instructor being tied up and struggling to get free. It was free for me anyway!

And I did not get disappointed, the instructor guy called Rick was really handsome, maybe he worked out too in another gym? He was a tall guy and muscled too, it was obviously to see since he was wearing a sleeveless dark t-shirt that was a little tight to his body, showing his broad chest and muscled arms. He was wearing also white shorts and some dark shoes with white socks. He had dark short hair that linked to a light stubble that covered his whole square jaw, which gave him a savage aspect and manly features. Although his light blue eyes and sparkling smile was enough to show how much charismatic and friendly guy he could be, and he actually was! He kept all the class interested in his techniques.

The instructor had just got some middle size zip ties from a small cup that was on a small table next to him against a wall. He showed them for the class.

“I would like a volunteer to help me to tie me up with those!”, he said very cheerfully and with a good and seductive smile. When no one seem willing to volunteer, he tried again: “Come on! Could someone help me demonstrate?”.

That class had enough slots for up to 20 people per class that was three times per day during the whole week. It was the morning class when I decided to take it instead of my regular hour at the gym, but I could do that easily later if I felt like it. For my surprise, all the class was filled with all 20 students there that variated from currently members of the gym, some people I never saw around and even some teenagers. Everyone seems to be enjoying a lot the demonstrations that Rick gave so far, but seems the people there were a little shy about to be his helper.

I almost volunteer myself to help the instructor. Tie up a handsome guy when he ask me for!? Hell, yeah! Sign me up! But I keep myself cool. It is not I could say I was a bondage addicted and that I wanted to tie him up the way I want and for as long as I want. For now I was just observing, having fun looking the instructor’s body and (maybe?) learning some new tricks and ways to prevent my bondage partners from escaping.

When Rick was about to call someone again, one gorgeous blondie girl with gym attire raised her hand and, kind very shy and with her cutie face flustered, she approached him, smiling to him. I could say that she was attracted to him, how couldn’t she? The guy is really something. He was one head taller than she. I didn’t know if Rick noticed that or not, but he was more than delighted for finally get some collaboration from the class.

“Oh! Finally a volunteer! A round of applauses for my helper, people!”, Rick asked and the class (including myself) quickly clapped to her. He was also very flirtatious, which made the woman blush more, but seemed she was enjoying too.

As for me, I just could think at the moment: Yaaaaay! Femdom action!

When the sound snuffed, Rick faced the gorgeous woman. “Thank you so much for your help, miss! Here, take those!”, he gave the zip ties to her. “Now, I gonna sit here on the floor and I want that you use those zip ties and tie my hands in front of me, ok?”, he instructed looking directly at her, his attractive and cheerful smile never leaving his face. “You can use as many as you think you will need, okay? Let’s go!”.

The room that the gym rented for the project was the one used for karate, so the floor was covered with protective impact mattresses. Rick sat on the floor, put his two massive legs together (God! Those legs!) and then put his two fist together. The woman really did never tie a man before because she barely knew how to use the zip ties. I could just smile, roll my eyes and think: “Amateur”, but I was having so much fun looking how his biceps looked when he put the hands together, of how his pecs compressed and his strong legs. After a while and with some help of the instructor, the woman was able to put one single zip ties around his wrists and three of then linked together to tie up his legs.

“Thank you so much for your cooperation, miss! You can step back and watch!”, he winked at the woman and she rejoined our group (her face was red as a tomato). “Now, zip ties are really quickly and effective way to restrain someone”, Rick explained. His deep voice was loud and clear for everyone. “Lots of bandits carry this with them when they think they will need to restrain someone. They are quick to use and don’t demand too much space or work to applie them. Let’s hope it doesn’t happen to anyone of you guys, but if you ever find yourself in a tight spot like I am right now, pay attention to these tips!”. He said with a confident voice. “First of all, there is a simple way to escape if you have your hands tied in front of you. Zip ties are an effective way to restrain you, but they are kind fragile. So, the first thing you need to do is…”, Rick took the tip of the zip tie with his teeth and using his head and pulling his hand, he made sure that the zip tie was extra tight around his wrists. “You need to tighten then even more. Yes, I said right! Tighten as much as you can taking the tip and pulling with your teeth”, he showed his wrists. “When it’s very tight, put your wrists in front of you and extend your hands as much as you can. Open your elbows like this and quickly…”, Rick prepared himself, you could see his powerful biceps and veins on his arms; acting quickly, he brought his bound hands to his chest, his elbows passing by ribs and with that, the zip ties around his wrists broke up without much effort. He smiled and took the broken zip tie to show everyone. Everyone was impressed and started to clap again, this time even more louder and longer. “See? You guys just need to bring your wrists towards the chest quickly opening your elbows just enough to pass by your sides and the tension that your wrists make will break them easily! It’s almost like a lever!”.

People were well impressed about how did Rick escaped so easily. He used a similar trick to remove the zip ties around his legs without use any tool, even with his hands free and once again was successful. He demonstrated other ways to escape zip ties with another volunteer that tied him up now with his hands behind the back. He used a similar technique where he would bend over a bit (what give us a good view of his bubble butt beneath the shorts!) and pulled his bound wrists towards his lower back, breaking it too.

As a bondage addicted myself, I knew some of those tricks, but I bet that half or even more people from there didn’t knew about those. Rick demonstrations made it easy to understand and him using his own body as demonstration was an effective way.

“Alright, people! Let’s continue!”, Rick said after another perfect demonstration. He went to the table again and this time got some coils of white cotton rope there. In the table there was also a roll of duct tape that he did not used yet. “This time we gonna use those ropes here! We have plenty of then! I doubt that ropes will be the most used tool of any criminal to tie someone up because it demands much more time to effectively tie someone! The ropes are also not so easy to transport around like some zip ties or duct tape that demands much less space and time when committing their crimes! And several of those criminals know only the most basic knots or the most ineffective way to tie you up thinking they are doing the best! I gonna show some tips and tricks to use with those ones now! So, who wants to be the volunteer this time?!”, Rick asked with his friendly smile.

As I predicted, the class was very shy, so no one raised their hand immediately. I waited three second and…

“Here! I would like to help!”, I raised my hand.

“Oh, this one was quickly, hehe! Please, come here!”, Rick chuckled and make a gesture with his hand for me to approach. “Please, another round of claps for my new assistant!”.

I walked towards Rick and waved my hand toward the public and smiling. I was a standard person, I guess. I was tall, but not as tall as Rick and I was a little muscled too, but not as defined and bigger as him. I was on my gym attire, a simple pair of dark shorts, with dark shoes and sock with a dark green tank top. I was blond with short hair, with a shadow of a beard and green eyes.

“So mister…”, Rick let the rest of his talk fade away and make a gest for me to continue.

“Call me Jose”, I said, friendly as well.

“Alright, Jose! Take those!”, Rick passed we the coils of ropes. “There is more over there on the table! I want you use those ones to tie me up! Use as much as you want to use, got it?”, he asked towards me, raising the thumb.

“Oh, got it!”, I said myself, not containing my smile.

I decided that one coils of rope would not be enough so I got back to the table and got… All of them! The class laugh at my theatrical exaggeration, even Rick chuckled a little, but he didn’t seems intimidated, in fact, I think he was predicting it. However, if he thought I was a simply amateur dealing with ropes, I guess he would have a little of surprise. I put the coils of rope on the floor, but kept one in hand as I untied it and extended the rope.

“Can I do my best?”, I asked, playfully to Rick.

“Do your best, pal!”, Rick said, cheerfully. “I do love a challenge!”, he winked to the class and they laughed at his joke, including myself.

I asked Rick for him to turn around and put his hands behind his back which he obliged it with a smile on his face (oh, if all subs were as obedient and handsome as he is!). I could notice what he was trying to do as soon as I saw both of his fists together side by side behind his back. It was a simple trick but it indeed could help a lot to escape from ropes. The idea is that with both fists together like that would make a gap on the ropes between both hands as someone inexperienced would tie them together without thinking, what would make it easy to struggle a little and eventually take his hands out of the tying.

I guess that Rick expected me to try to wrap his hands out of the blue, but I took a different path. I used the rope and started to tie one of his wrists alone, that already took the handsome instructor by surprise, but he still seemed confident and calm. I started to tie his other hand too and then, I tied both together, making sure to tie it horizontally between his wrists and vertically, removing the gap he was trying to make, I finished with a knot and then put it on a place away from his fingers.

“Alright”, said Rick, without losing the smile. “This gonna be interesting”.

“You can bet your money it will”, I said to him. I believe no one listened our small conversation. When Rick tested his bonds, I quickly went. “Hey! I did not finish!”, I complained, making the class laugh again. “When I finish to use all the ropes, then you can escape!”, I said then bent over to get another coil of rope.

Even Rick laughed a little too, but didn’t said anything back. I didn’t know if he understood his situation now, but he did not stop me either when I started to work with the new rope and I used it to circle around his torso now, pinning his arms to his side. There was enough rope for me to also improvise a chest harness as I passed the rope over his right shoulder blade, passing under the ropes around his torso in the middle of his chest and then back from his left shoulder and then tying firmly behind his back. Not content with that, I got another coil and used that one to link his chest harness to his hands behind his back and pull it just a little.

At this point, the people must have noticed that I was not a normal guy dealing with ropes and some got impressed and even asked to themselves how Rick would escape. Rick seemed genuinely curious, trying to catch a glimpse of my ropework behind his massive shoulder, but was not enough. He must have realized too that my ropework was a little more complex than a common person was.

“Let’s go sit down, big guy!”, I instructed Rick when I finished tying his torso and helped him to sit on the mat (oh, God! He was heavy!). When he was sitting comfortably, I got another coil of rope and sat down too. “Put your legs together, please”.

He complied without say anything. As I tied up his ankles together, making sure to put down his socks a little because that could help him to create a gap to escape, I looked directly into his eyes and I smiled. He looked at me back, analyzing my rope work with his own eyes. He did not seem afraid, or angry, on the contrary! His eyes showed me determination and the small twist on the corner of his lips showed me a defiant smile! He would take that challenge! I smiled back to him. Any thought I had of making things easy for him went away.

When I finished tying up his ankles together, I used the last coil of rope to make a link between his ankles to his chest harness on the front and pulled enough to make his legs bend a bit before I tied it back, now he could not stretch his legs either. The class was now really impressed with such a ropework, even they doubted that Rick could escape from there. Rick itself looked around him while I stood up. He smiled to me and said:

“What a shame. I guess the ropes ended”, he said with such an innocent smile that made all class laugh again, including myself.

“Don’t worry, man, because I’m not finished yet! I still need to gag you!”.

“Wait, what?”, for the first time Rick seemed genuinely surprised and he looked at me smiling and with one raised brown is an expression like “Are you serious, bro?”.

“Hey, I am the captor here, so let me finish my job!”, I said on my way towards the table and it made the class laugh again. Acting like everything was a joke was good to disguise the unusual situation and my fetish! I got the roll of duct tape from the table and then I came back to where Rick was. “Besides, you said I could tie you up whatever I wanted!”.

I ripped a few strips that I put on the floor. Rick looked at it, then snorted and smiled.

“Did you know there is some tricks to remove the gag too without using your hands?”, he said, pretty convinced of himself.

I smiled to him and ripped another strip.

“Yep! I know, big guy!”, and with that, I placed the tip of the duct tape over his mouth and then wrapped the roll of tape around his lower head about two or three times. Rick tried to take his head away, but bound so tight as he as, he was not able to do much. I tore the tape and smoothed it around his jaw. I got one of the strips of tape from the floor and put my arm that was holding the roll of duct tape to rest over his shoulder and I whispered to him in a way just him could hear. “I tore those strips of duct tape just to fool you, man, hehe!”.

“Hmph, ymmph fmmmphr”, Rick snorted again and grunted over his gag.

I whispered once again in his ear.

“If you manage to escape from this, I will let you tie me up next time”, I said cockily when I patted his shoulder and got up, talking louder this time for everyone to listen. “Now you can start, big guy! Good luck!”.

I took two steps back, crossed my arms and enjoyed the show. Rick started to struggle as soon as I gave him the go. He shook his head, trying to remove the gag, even trying to bite through it or open his jaws enough. His hands behind his back worked around, trying to find any gap or knot that his fingers could find, but I made sure to hide all knots well. Rick tried once again look behind his shoulder, but it was in vain. He tried his legs too, trying to push and stretch his legs, pulling the rope around his chest. He tried to push with good pumps, trying to kick the air, but it did not helped either. It was amazing to see his body working out against the ropes, you could notice his struggles were real.

The class students were now betting if Rick would be able to escape that or not and seemed to be having fun watching the match. I noticed some people looking strangely at me, but I didn’t bother at all. My eyes only focused on Rick and his handsome body while he fought against my bindings.

“Grmmmph! Hmmmph… Mmmph!”, Rick grunted, trying his hardest on his bonds.

Rick was a fighter, I had to give him that: he struggled and twisted his body as much as he could, trying to find some kind of mistake in my restrictions, but he seemed not be able to find it. If something was not working, he tried another way, not that had many possibilities at that point. He discovered he had some gap between the ankle ties and the harness when he bent over enough, but this also did not give him any real chances to escape. His arms behind his back were so gorgeous: so thick and strong as he struggled.

Noticing that sitting and trying to keep the balance with his butt was not working, Rick let himself to fall to his side and kept struggling, trying to find a new way to escape from his new position. Of course, this turned out to be counter-productive since now he could not get up again with the way his legs were tied and couldn’t even roll on the mat. Even like this, Rick did not gave up and kept using his strength to try to find some way out or even break the bonds by pure brute force, of course that was not possible.

Rick fought against his bindings for 10 long (and very entertaining!) minutes before he finally let himself fall on the mat and rest. We could barely see his chest, because the position and he was on his side again, but we could notice he was panting hard from the efforts, his face was a little red and his body was sweaty. He closed his eyes a bit, like trying to recover himself. I smiled, approached him and helped him to sit down again.

“I guess that I won, big guy!”, I said to him. I really was not paying attention to the others around the room. “Wanna give up and I take you from those ropes?”.

Rick looked at me initially defiant, but then gave it a thought and, with a defeated grunt, nodded. It was followed by a bunch of classmates echoing “Awwwwwww!” in disappointment before bursting out laughing. They talked to themselves about who guessed right who won the bet while I worked to remove the ropes around Rick. I really did not want to free him, I wanted him bound and gagged a little more, maybe in even some more cool and interesting positions, but this was not the time or place to do so, so I proceed to free him.

As the last rope fell down, I extended the hand to him to help him to get up. I thought he would refuse it, but he got it and I pulled him back to his feet. I quickly went to the table and took the safety scissors and gave it to him. He took them and started to cut the tape around his mouth. It took a little more for him to remove it, but he endured it better than I expected. He removed the rest of the tape with one quickly pull and cursed from the sharp pain.

But then he laughed and patted my shoulder firmly.

“I have to admit buddy, I was not expecting for something so tight as that! Definitely, you are not an amateur!”, he said with a friendly voice. I couldn’t notice any kind resentment in his voice. “Hope you are not any kidnapper!”.

The class once again laughed of the good sense of humor of Rick, including myself.

“No, no! I am a good person, I swear!”, I said, raising my hands in surrender. Rick was a very cool guy, he seemed to take this challenge by stride. I didn’t want to make his class looks like a failure, so I started to talk. “I am really sorry, guys! But I could not resist! The fact is that I was part of the scout group some years ago and I learned several difficult bindings and knots! I just wanted to try out if was possible to escape in such conditions!”.

Some people seemed to accept that explanation very well, some even told “Ah! Of course he was from the scout group!”. Others seemed a little skeptical, but yet they let the subject go, didn’t pay attention to them anyways. Man, what a liar I was! I never put a foot inside of a scout troop or something like that! All that I learned was from reading tons of books about bondage and practicing with my partners, but that was the most credible explanation, right?

Rick seemed to be genuinely interested as he crossed his strong arms over his chest.

“Oooh, now I get! Indeed it makes sense!”, he though for a second before go back to the public. “Even though the rope work of Jose was amazing because he was from the scout group, the possibility of a real criminal to know that kind of knots and bindings would be statistically minimal”, Rick started to explain what happened.

“I agree with that!”, I said and I really believed in his words. “Even if they had such ability, there are several circumstances to take in account. If it was a real kidnapping, the kidnapper would need to act quick. As much time you spent binding someone, as much you could get caught”, I looked at the class too. “As you guys could see, I took almost twenty minutes to finish binding Mr. Rick here!”, I pointed to him with my thumb over the shoulder.

“And I also did not resist, what would be even more difficult for the kidnapper to accomplish such detailed binding in a real situation”, Rick smiled, following my reasoning. “As you guys could see, an unescapable binding is possible, but demands time and dedication, two things that a real kidnapper would not have in normal circumstances. That’s why they would either use or the zip ties or even the duct tape since they are quickly to manage someone to get tied up!”, Rick then extended his hand towards me and opened a big smile. “Thank you so much for your amazing demonstration of rope work, Jose!”, I gripped his hand and we had a firm handshake that was surprisingly applauded. “We learned a big lesson today: We have to put our kids on the scout group immediately!”.

Once again, the class laughed, including myself. Rick was so charismatic and funny that was impossible not to laugh. He thanked me one last time and I went back to the group. After that, the class followed according to Rick’s plan. He called another volunteer to bind him again with the ropes. The chosen one was another guy, a little more slim than myself. He obviously tried to tie up Rick on a similar manner as I did, but how Rick could demonstrate, he quickly found his way out of the ropes pointing the tricks I predicted when I tied him up. After some more demonstrations with the rope, he passed to the duct tape, showing even more tricks that made the public really amazed. It was very fun to watch and I learned some ways to escape of some sorts of binding myself.

But still, the best of the class was to watch Rick being tied up in several manners.

***

I pushed the lever that would turn on the lock on the leg press machine when I finished my full set of training for the legs. Man, leg days were the worst of all, I was totally covered in sweat when I stood up and grab my bottle of water. After the class of Anti-Kidnapping Training, I went to my regular daily training at the gym. I would get a little later than I predicted, but participating on the class totally worth it. Damn, what a shame Rick didn’t let anyone to record his class with the cellphones or take pictures.

I went towards one of the water fountains on the corner of the gym to refill my bottle when I noticed someone move around me.

“Hi there!”, the soft and yet manly voice greeted me.

I looked at my side and I found out there was Rick, resting his massive and muscled body against the wall with one of his arms against it, flexing it (Omg, his biceps were huge!) and he was smiling at me again with his easy and friendly smile.

“Alright, I have to ask”, he said without any hesitation. “There is any fucking way that someone could escape from those biddings?”.

The strange question and the unusual way to talk of his made me laugh.

“You wanna learn some kind of trick to escape from that too?”, I asked back, in good mood.

He smiled and shrugged.

“I am a good teacher! I am always looking forward new tricks to teach my students! Specially to escape from ropes”. Suddenly, he seemed a little hesitating, almost like shy, but he looked back at me. “Do… Do you think that we can meet again together somewhere later to discuss more about this? Maybe... I don’t know, while we drink a coffee?”, then he looked at my bottle. “Or maybe some protein drink?”.

I had to laugh again; I never thought that such manly guy could be so cute.

“Sure thing! I would love to!”, I said as I started to walk and he accompanied me at my side. “Maybe I will even show you the bindings again! On your body, of course!”.

He snorted and opened a cocky smile.

“If I escape this time, can I tie you back?”.

“Of course you can!”, I said with convictions. “I love a challenge!”.

[DeeperThanRed]

I loved this so much!

It was really cute story about bondage and the casually well-written dialogue and banter-y flirtation just made it better. And I relate so hard to Jose getting super into tying up the bigger, manlier Rick and finding him adorable.

Amazing work, dude. Kudos.

[Volobond]

Heh, a wonderful story! Love that Jose gets some more time with the hunky instructor!

[The slave]

this story is absolutely brilliant just a shame the gag is not more effective lol

[FelixSH]

This was a really fun read. A shame, that I only found it now. Nicely drawn characters and well written dialogue. And the idea of the instructor being actually tied and gagged in front of an audience, incapable of escaping, is really fun.