Heya, I'm Dino!
This will be the first story I'll upload to the forum, so I'd love to hear all of your opinions and some constructive critisism! Enjoy!
The hosiery predicament - Part I
He had studied her immensly over the past few days. Zoe, a gorgeous 19 year old silver haired beauty with an athletic body shape and a considerable bust size, had been Andrew's target for a while now, and through some research her daily schedule was known to him, making it easy to plan out what he had wanted to do for a long time. All in all, he had been eagerly awaiting this day, his chance to let Zoe experience what she had craved for for so long, at least according to her computer's search history.
It was a chilly summer evening when, before Zoe would be coming home, Andrew had snuck into her apartment (she lived alone at the moment, her roommate wouldn't return until next morning) and had proceeded to raid all her socks, tights, pantyhose and everything else hosiery-related that he was able to find there. Additionally he'd brought some long socks and tights himself, just to be safe.
Unholstering his fake handgun, Andrew waited for his soon-to-be-captive's arrival, just behind her bedroom door. As Zoe eventually walked into the room, clad in casual shorts and a figure-hugging top, her captor swiftly emerged right behind her, quickly grabbing her right arm and twisting it behind her back, then, before she could scream, he held the gun next to her frightened face to quietly show Zoe that he had the upper hand. A nervous Zoe reluctantly agreed to keep quiet as Andrew warned her that even the slightest sound out of her mouth would force him to severely gag her.
Andrew demanded Zoe to sit down on her bed. With his gun still pointed at her, he told her to strip down to her underwear, Zoe complied, seeing no other choice, and revealed under her outfit a grey bra and matching panties, both perfectly fitting her athletic figure. Her legs were clad in a form-fitting pair of tan pantyhose. Andrew had to contain himself to not be overwhelmed by the sight.
Quickly regaining his composure, the captor put down his bag, opened it, and grabbed a pair of thick grey knee high woolen socks. He sat down on the bed behind Zoe and, after commanding her to put her hands behind her back, he shoved her arms into the socks and pull them as far up as possibly, almost up to her shoulders, essentially rendering Zoe's hands and fingers useless in case she'd try to escape. A pair of black cotton tights was then wound around her wrists several times before being cinched off in between. The cotton rope substitute was restraining, yet the sock mittens kept the tights from digging into the young woman's flesh too much. While Andrew got off the bed, his captive attempted to wriggle her way out of the tie only to find it too restraining.
Next, Andrew took out a pair of thick thigh high socks, white ones with three black rings at the top, and put them on over Zoe's already nylon clad legs, they went way over her knees and almost up to her bottom. Judging from the look in his captive's eyes and that inconspicuous lip bite, she seemed to enjoy the feeling of layered hosiery on her skin, Andrew thought.
While Zoe's nervous gaze rested on her captor, he took out some more pairs of tights and pantyhose and, utilizing them, starting from the bottom, just above her ankles, he tied her legs in several different places, below her knees, above them, and her thighs, similarly to the tie around her wrists. Again, the added padding of the socks ket the fairly tight bindings from inflicting pain. At the first tug of her leg bindings Zoe knew that she was stuck, yet, beneath that obvious feeling of dread, she felt strangly comfortable and exited about her situation. Even though she desperatly tried to hide her increasing arousal, Andrew eventually picked up on her behaviour.
Zoe felt the man's face move alarmingly close to her ear and she heared him whisper "You really seem to enjoy your predicament. Don't try to hide it, indulge in it."
Still paralyzed with fear, but also with a strange sense of curiousity, Zoe watched Andrew take several assorted pieces of hosiery and form them into a rope-like structure. He then doubled the rope and used it to firstly tie it around Zoe's waist, lead it through the loop at the rope's end in front of her, then through the gap between her thighs, along her backside and up to her neck, where the rope was parted and then formed into an intricate chest harness that further accentuated Zoe's remarkable bust. Furthermore, her arms were cinched to her sides, debilitating her even more. From behind, her captor's hands grabbed around Zoe's torso to massage her breasts, noticing a small, yet hard bulge on each sticking through the soft fabric of her bra, further confirming the enjoyment derived from the restraining situation.
As Andrew fondled and kneaded Zoe's bust and occasionally pulled at the crotch rope, her exitement steadily increased until she just couldn't contain herself anymore and moaned loudly. Andrew immediatly stopped caressing her and whispered "What did I tell you about making a sound?" Zoe's face contorted with panic as she realized what her captor was going to do next.
Andrew opened the bag that was now resting beside him on the bed and pull out a few pairs of socks, some knee high, some over the knee, some even thigh high. "Let's see how many we can fit in that big mouth of yours..." Before Zoe could object, a red knee high tube sock was jammed into her mouth, muffling her imminent protests. The compressed sock was moved into the cavity of her right cheek, bulging it out considerably. "We're not done yet" Andrew stated calmly as he grabbed another tube sock of the same lenght, this time a blue one, while Zoe shook her head in defiance. He grabbed her jaw and packed the sock, despite Zoe's now even quieter protests, into her left cheek, forming a bulge equally as big.
"There's still room for more" Andrew deducted and pulled a white, woolen over the knee sock out of the pile, rolling it into a ball while Zoe stared at the stuffing with even more panic in her eyes. She had no other choice but to watch as the man sitting behind her inserted the ball into Zoe's mouth, in between the other two socks. The desperate girl's mouth now bulged with socks and all protests and pleas were nothing more than a muffled mewing. To make sure that she stay just as quiet, Andrew proceeded to take a black cotton thigh high sock and cleave gagged Zoe tightly with it, winding it around her head twice to make sure that the stuffing wouldn't budge. From her nervous breathing Andrew could tell that air flow through his captive's nose was still given, so he took the other long black sock and fashioned an over-the-mouth gag with it, also tying it off behind her head tightly. Zoe was now unable to emit even the slightest intelligable sound and therefore found herself to be utterly helpless and at her captor's mercy. To completely shut her off from the outside world, Andrew took one last thick thigh high sock and blindfolded her with it.
"Don't you worry, we've only just started" the mysterious man whispered while Zoe heared him rummaging through his bag again, wondering, fearing, but also strangely exited for what would happen next...
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I sincerely hope you enjoyed it so far.
If this story get's some good reception, I'll post the second part to this thread! Until then!
Andrew: The hosiery predicament (M/F)
Some positives: Very well written and edited with just a few typos and such. Excellent description of sock and tights binding and an almost unbelievable three-sock gag. Spaces between paragraphs included.
Some negatives: I'm not a big fan of non-consensual stories (even if the protagonist is SURE she wants it). Dialogue reads easier if it's in stand-alone paragraphs.
All in all an excellent first tale. Thank you for posting!
Some negatives: I'm not a big fan of non-consensual stories (even if the protagonist is SURE she wants it). Dialogue reads easier if it's in stand-alone paragraphs.
All in all an excellent first tale. Thank you for posting!
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TightsBound
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Overall a great first story! You had me at the title. 
Looking forward to more!
Looking forward to more!-
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Nice Story so far! I do like pantyhose Bondage. Continue please!
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Please Continue!!!
" No use to struggle, my dear, you're tied up much too tight for escape! However, I'd be in your debt if you would try... "
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Oh yes, please continue this story. VERY good!
First of all, thank you kindly for all of your feedback, I'm honored that you enjoyed my tale so far!
As per common demand, here is the second and therefore final part of this story. Albeit I do plan to develop my character Andrew further, with tales similar to this one.
So please enjoy Part II!
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The hosiery predicament - Part II
Zoe had completely lost her orientation. The sock over her eyes turned everything into an uncertain blur, the socks over her arms and legs, while comfortable, succeeded in numbing her sense of touch considerably. Even more intense was the strange sensation of pleasure, on the one hand from the crotch rope massaging Zoe's womanhood as she squirmed and moved around, and on the other hand the exitement about being helplessly subdued and completely at the mercy of her captor, not knowing what was in store next.
Unbeknownst to his struggling captive, Andrew had extracted from the pile of hosiery several pairs of tights, made mostly from cotton, ranging from dark tan over brown to an opaque black. Judging by the fact that Zoe seemed to enjoy strict layered ties and hosiery immensely, he planned on taking it one step further.
Surprised and confused that her captor started to untie the tights around her wrists, Zoe's first instinct was to frantically find a way to get loose, but with the thick debilitating sock mittens and the fact that the restricting chest harness was holding her upper arms firmly to her sides, she was quickly discouraged and let Andrew do his bidding instead.
Noticing that the socks over his captive's arms had slumped down a bit, Andrew started by adjusting them so that they clung snugly to Zoe's skin again. He then proceeded to take a wide stretchy pair of black cotton tights, put the girl's hands together behind her back again and pulled one leg of the tights over her lower arms at first, then further up to her shoulders and lastly over them, essentially forming an armbinder made from hosiery. The material was suprisingly tight and perfectly adjusted itself to the shape of Zoe's athletic arms, trapping them in a cocoon-like prison and thusly making it impossible for her to move her arms at all, which only added more to her dismay and euphoria.
All throughout this process Andrew had made sure that the unused leg had been up on top of the armbinder, as he now gathered up that half of the pair of tights inside his hands and, despite her desperate squirms and muffled protests, pulled the hose over Zoe's head and down to her abdomen, practially imprisoning the upper half of her squirming body in a black, almost opaque cocoon which beautifully accentuated her gorgeous body contours.
The moment she realized that there was now literally no way out, no way back, Zoe finally let go of the last slither of fear, accepting whatever was to come next and delving deeper into the relaxed euphoria of her strict, but all the more comfortable prison. An ecstatic warmth filled her entire body, slowly spreading out from her lower abdomen, as the exited girl started to squirm in an increasingly faster rhythm, utilizing the tight crotch rope to its fullest potential.
"You seem to have finally accepted your fate," Zoe's captor whispered with contentment, though he doubted that he was even a part of her mindscape anymore as Zoe was almost completely deprived of her senses and her only focus laid on her steadily increasing pleasure.
Andrew proceeded to encase his captive's lower body as well in one leg of a pair of thick brown tights by pulling it up her legs, though before the hose went any further than her thighs, Zoe heared the faint humming of a familiar device that made her even more ecstatic as she realized what her captor had found in the back of the inconspicuous nightstand.
"I don't know why, but I'm feeling very generous today..." Andrew spoke more to himself than his captive as Zoe heared the humming increase in volume "so I'll let you enjoy this too, view it as a reward for your cooperation."
With that, a battery powered black vibrator at the highest level was placed right next to Zoe's crotch in between her thighs, with the tip just barely touching her already stimulated womanhood, but potientially powerful enough to send the horny girl over the edge multiple times.
Andrew picked up his nylon encased captive, laid her down on the bed on her back and pulled the tights over Zoe's well rounded ass and finally up to her waist, tying the remaining leg around it and therefore completing her full encasement in nothing but socks and tights.
From the intense moaning and squirming Andrew deducted that Zoe was now very close to her well deserved climax, so he sat down behind her on the bed and lifted his writhing captive up ever so gently so that her back was leaning against his chest. The mysterious captor started to massage Zoe's bust again.
"Just to let you know, I've been watching you for some time now and I've found out that you seem to enjoy... breath deprivation a lot." Andrew breathed the last part into Zoe's ear slowly, making her tense up for a second.
"Would you like me to... assist you?" Andrew added cunningly, his captive's response being an ecstatic moan and a nod of her head.
As Zoe resumed to grind against the crotch rope and the vibrator exitedly, Andrew's left hand fondled her breasts, while the fingers of his right hand dance around Zoe's nose and mouth, teasing her ever so slightly. Andrew could sense that the horny girl in his lap almost couldn't contain herself anymore, judging from her intense moans and writhing, squirming figure, so his left hand slowly wandered down to Zoe's crotch and towards the vibrator, while his right hand started to form an airtight seal over her mouth.
Andrew suddenly pressed his right hand on Zoe's mouth and squeezed her nose shut just as she had finished exhaling, shaking her out of her trance and shooting even more adrenaline through her already pulsating veins, while her captor's left hand pushed the vibrator onto Zoe's crotch, amplifying her arousal even more just before she was sent over the edge.
And then the moment came. Zoe's writhing body tensed up completely. The denied supply of air sent her into an ecstatic duality of immense arousal and almost loosing her consciousness, all the while she orgasmed intensively for almost half a minute as all the pent-up sexual tension inside the young girl's body got released, filling her with joy and relaxation.
As Zoe's arousal abated and made room for contentment, her captor whispered "You're welcome." right into her ear.
As Andrew got up from the bed, gently laid his captive down and packed his remaining supplies back into the bag.
"I'd love to stay and enjoy some more time with you, but sadly I need to leave. There are some other targets with which I have an appointment today. But don't you worry..." He continued as his steps led him out of the room, turning around one last time to enjoy the sight of Zoe's encased and still vibrating body which he'd leave to climax several more times until she was found in the morning.
"...I'll be back."
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Again, I hope you thoroughly enjoyed my first story.
Just like before, I kindly ask you to tell me your opinion on this final part and leave some contructive criticism, it really helps me write enjoyable tales!
Talk to y'all soon!
EDIT: fixed some grammar mistakes
As per common demand, here is the second and therefore final part of this story. Albeit I do plan to develop my character Andrew further, with tales similar to this one.
So please enjoy Part II!
~ ~ ~
The hosiery predicament - Part II
Zoe had completely lost her orientation. The sock over her eyes turned everything into an uncertain blur, the socks over her arms and legs, while comfortable, succeeded in numbing her sense of touch considerably. Even more intense was the strange sensation of pleasure, on the one hand from the crotch rope massaging Zoe's womanhood as she squirmed and moved around, and on the other hand the exitement about being helplessly subdued and completely at the mercy of her captor, not knowing what was in store next.
Unbeknownst to his struggling captive, Andrew had extracted from the pile of hosiery several pairs of tights, made mostly from cotton, ranging from dark tan over brown to an opaque black. Judging by the fact that Zoe seemed to enjoy strict layered ties and hosiery immensely, he planned on taking it one step further.
Surprised and confused that her captor started to untie the tights around her wrists, Zoe's first instinct was to frantically find a way to get loose, but with the thick debilitating sock mittens and the fact that the restricting chest harness was holding her upper arms firmly to her sides, she was quickly discouraged and let Andrew do his bidding instead.
Noticing that the socks over his captive's arms had slumped down a bit, Andrew started by adjusting them so that they clung snugly to Zoe's skin again. He then proceeded to take a wide stretchy pair of black cotton tights, put the girl's hands together behind her back again and pulled one leg of the tights over her lower arms at first, then further up to her shoulders and lastly over them, essentially forming an armbinder made from hosiery. The material was suprisingly tight and perfectly adjusted itself to the shape of Zoe's athletic arms, trapping them in a cocoon-like prison and thusly making it impossible for her to move her arms at all, which only added more to her dismay and euphoria.
All throughout this process Andrew had made sure that the unused leg had been up on top of the armbinder, as he now gathered up that half of the pair of tights inside his hands and, despite her desperate squirms and muffled protests, pulled the hose over Zoe's head and down to her abdomen, practially imprisoning the upper half of her squirming body in a black, almost opaque cocoon which beautifully accentuated her gorgeous body contours.
The moment she realized that there was now literally no way out, no way back, Zoe finally let go of the last slither of fear, accepting whatever was to come next and delving deeper into the relaxed euphoria of her strict, but all the more comfortable prison. An ecstatic warmth filled her entire body, slowly spreading out from her lower abdomen, as the exited girl started to squirm in an increasingly faster rhythm, utilizing the tight crotch rope to its fullest potential.
"You seem to have finally accepted your fate," Zoe's captor whispered with contentment, though he doubted that he was even a part of her mindscape anymore as Zoe was almost completely deprived of her senses and her only focus laid on her steadily increasing pleasure.
Andrew proceeded to encase his captive's lower body as well in one leg of a pair of thick brown tights by pulling it up her legs, though before the hose went any further than her thighs, Zoe heared the faint humming of a familiar device that made her even more ecstatic as she realized what her captor had found in the back of the inconspicuous nightstand.
"I don't know why, but I'm feeling very generous today..." Andrew spoke more to himself than his captive as Zoe heared the humming increase in volume "so I'll let you enjoy this too, view it as a reward for your cooperation."
With that, a battery powered black vibrator at the highest level was placed right next to Zoe's crotch in between her thighs, with the tip just barely touching her already stimulated womanhood, but potientially powerful enough to send the horny girl over the edge multiple times.
Andrew picked up his nylon encased captive, laid her down on the bed on her back and pulled the tights over Zoe's well rounded ass and finally up to her waist, tying the remaining leg around it and therefore completing her full encasement in nothing but socks and tights.
From the intense moaning and squirming Andrew deducted that Zoe was now very close to her well deserved climax, so he sat down behind her on the bed and lifted his writhing captive up ever so gently so that her back was leaning against his chest. The mysterious captor started to massage Zoe's bust again.
"Just to let you know, I've been watching you for some time now and I've found out that you seem to enjoy... breath deprivation a lot." Andrew breathed the last part into Zoe's ear slowly, making her tense up for a second.
"Would you like me to... assist you?" Andrew added cunningly, his captive's response being an ecstatic moan and a nod of her head.
As Zoe resumed to grind against the crotch rope and the vibrator exitedly, Andrew's left hand fondled her breasts, while the fingers of his right hand dance around Zoe's nose and mouth, teasing her ever so slightly. Andrew could sense that the horny girl in his lap almost couldn't contain herself anymore, judging from her intense moans and writhing, squirming figure, so his left hand slowly wandered down to Zoe's crotch and towards the vibrator, while his right hand started to form an airtight seal over her mouth.
Andrew suddenly pressed his right hand on Zoe's mouth and squeezed her nose shut just as she had finished exhaling, shaking her out of her trance and shooting even more adrenaline through her already pulsating veins, while her captor's left hand pushed the vibrator onto Zoe's crotch, amplifying her arousal even more just before she was sent over the edge.
And then the moment came. Zoe's writhing body tensed up completely. The denied supply of air sent her into an ecstatic duality of immense arousal and almost loosing her consciousness, all the while she orgasmed intensively for almost half a minute as all the pent-up sexual tension inside the young girl's body got released, filling her with joy and relaxation.
As Zoe's arousal abated and made room for contentment, her captor whispered "You're welcome." right into her ear.
As Andrew got up from the bed, gently laid his captive down and packed his remaining supplies back into the bag.
"I'd love to stay and enjoy some more time with you, but sadly I need to leave. There are some other targets with which I have an appointment today. But don't you worry..." He continued as his steps led him out of the room, turning around one last time to enjoy the sight of Zoe's encased and still vibrating body which he'd leave to climax several more times until she was found in the morning.
"...I'll be back."
~ ~ ~
Again, I hope you thoroughly enjoyed my first story.
Just like before, I kindly ask you to tell me your opinion on this final part and leave some contructive criticism, it really helps me write enjoyable tales!
Talk to y'all soon!
EDIT: fixed some grammar mistakes
Last edited by ThatDino 5 years ago, edited 1 time in total.
A very hot, well-written story 
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Along with a cup of hot cocoa, a perfect Christmas Read.
Can't wait for the next Andrew's adventures.
Can't wait for the next Andrew's adventures.
I believe now is the time that you tie me up ? But i think that you are going to need much much more rope mon cher...
That was my intention, thank you
Oh, you flatter me, darlingChloe Badelaine wrote: ↑5 years ago Along with a cup of hot cocoa, a perfect Christmas Read.
Can't wait for the next Andrew's adventures.
Thank you kindly!