Stories of Tie Up Games

Episode Four: Little Freddie II I stood there on her porch, shivering. My clothes were sticking to me and I was miserable. I just wanted to be inside. In the warmth. To be with Auntie Evie. She was even more beautiful than I remembered. Her body was also far curvier than I remembered. Had she always...

Episode 3: Auntie Evie II Freddie stood there on my porch, shivering. His tight white shirt was sticking to his surprisingly fit little body in a way that made me wet as well. For the first time in my life, I thought of my godson as a man and not a boy. As a man that made him prey. “Can I come in?” ...

“Have you tried unplugging it and plugging it back in?” Micheal droned. The young computer technician scrunched his closed eyes and rubbed his temples. It was almost over. Just a few more minutes separated him from the start of the new year and his much needed two days off. “I’m glad I could help.” ...

Jamie lay naked in bed, panting heavily. Her alabaster skin was sticky with sweat. Her blonde hair was a mess. Her massive tits rose and fell with every fevered breath. Her right hand clung tightly to the equally nude and slippery body of Mora beside her. She watched as the Latina’s brown skin shone...

House 1215 The Goth arrived at 1215 Embrasser Avenue with a plan. She was going to kidnap the Cheerleader who lived there. She had nothing against the girl. She seemed nice. Sweet. Her cousin just really wanted someone like her as a slave. She’d take good care of her so The Goth was going to get her...

She leaves the room and I just lay there helpless. Every so often she returns to check on me before drugging me again. Each time she asks me questions. “Do you find me sexy?” “Do you like being tied up?” “Are you submissive?” “Do you like your life?” “Have you ever been hypnotized before?” I can’t h...

“Do you mind housesitting for us?” my brother asked. “Me?” “Please, don’t make a big deal out of this.” “How can I not? You’re coming to Sid the Screwup for a favor?” “Do we have to do this right now?” “It’s been three years since you last deemed it necessary to talk to me, so yeah, we do.” If you w...

Break a leg. It’s an old superstition in the theater. Saying ‘good luck’ is really bad luck. So you just say ‘break a leg’ instead. I never paid it much mind. Like I said, it was just a silly little superstition. That’s what I thought. Then came the night of our community theater debut. My mother po...

He shivered in anticipation. The hours he spent in this damn locker would all be worth it. All the online self-bondage lessons had not gone to waste. He was the perfect little package all tied up in his swim trunks. The birthday card hung proudly around his neck. This had been the perfect plan. Cait...

Part 1: Competition Every city is known for something. For Carterville it was the fact it had more male strip clubs per capita than any other city in the world. It was also a low crime zone, which meant the number of cops out on the street at any given time would also be low. The clubs themselves w...

At least there was fur for my naked body to rest on. If there were not, then my current imprisonment would be unbearable. I was trapped in a drawer under a strange woman’s bed. How could I have let myself be talked into this mess? Oh right, her giant mommy milkers. That’s the cause of all my problem...

Daphne attacked the water with each lap she completed. She had not felt anxiety like this since her first swim meet back in high school. This was ridiculous. She was well on her way to becoming an Olympic diver. She could handle a lousy competition. So, what if her last three had been unmitigated di...

eagerly awaiting part two

Sadly that won't be till Christmas yet to come

Episode One: "New Year, New You" “It’s a new year. Shouldn’t you be a new you? Real life can be so boring. Wouldn’t it be better to if you were someone powerful? Someone everyone is dying to know? Someone sexy? Well, we here at Toondom Inc. have the perfect solution. Using our new highly p...

1214 (bondage at end) Alexis Shaw hung the mistletoad in her home gym at 1214 Embrasser Avenue. The little ornament always brought a smile to her face. A toad with a missile on its back. It was a silly tradition, but the women of Embrasser Avenue loved it. Especially when they got someone under it. ...

The dreams returned. Every night was another strange fantasy. Each similar yet different in one keyway. It was always her. It was always the same costume. He was always helpless. She always had the hay. Yet where she used it changed. Feet. Dick. Balls. Nipples. Ass. It was becoming so intense. So in...

The dream changed. It started the same. He was on the bed and couldn’t move. The Contessa entered the room in full costume. She pulled his blanket off. This time she ignored his socks. Instead, she stole his underwear. His erection sprang to life before her. Smiling she leans down and admires it. Sh...

March 15 I’m in love. I have found the man of my dreams. Frank O’Malley. He’s a player on the Garrisonville Gophers. It’s a small team. Minor league. Very minor league. That doesn’t matter to me though. He’s fucking hot. I have never seen a more beautiful man in my entire life. Just the thought of h...

He should have left. As soon as she unlocked him for lunch, he should have called the whole thing off and left. That would have been the smart thing to do. The reasonable thing to do. He should not stay for lunch. He should not let her lock him back in for a couple more hours to make up for the late...

October 31st appears on every calendar in every year. Halloween is celebrated by most small towns across America. Only one lives and breathes Halloween twenty-four seven from October 1st to November 1st. That darkly magical place is known as Divinity’s Hollow, Kentucky. It had not always been this w...

“Are you smelling my shoe?!” Ricky Dalaklas jumped back like he had been shot. His initial panic quickly subsided, and his well-practiced lie spilled out. “Of course not, Madam, do not be ridiculous. I was merely admiring the superb craftsmanship.” He held the high heeled shoe out before him as if h...

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What the fuck am I doing? Trick-or-Treating? I’m eighteen for fuck’s sake. A sexy college girl on her way to some party in a slutty little Tinkerbell costume passes me on the street. Oh yeah, that’s why. Smiling dumbly, I knock on the next door. Not closed all the way it swings open. My pillowcase h...

As her old farmhouse came into view my fear became mixed with the seemingly incompatible feelings from earlier. Of her hand pressing tightly over my mouth while its sister slid its way into my pants to gently grasp my dick. Jennifer had never done anything like that before. Had she meant to? I doubt...