Birthday bound (M/F)

[Im.V]

Sensory play. Growing up as an autistic child, I always enjoy sensory seeking enjoyments. Always asking for like back rubs to light tickling that feels good but lightening up the nerves just enough that’s enjoyable. What started as me wrapping myself up in a weighted blanket evolved into the bondage play I find myself in now…when this story was taking place a few days ago

As a 19 year old (female pixie cut black hair and green eyes, im wearing a dark green weighted hoodie, grey sweet pants. It was the night of my birthday, enjoying the end of my birthday celebration with a little duct tape…
Well it wasn’t a little bit of it. I lay on my bed, blanket pulled off and placed on the floor for better more comfortable wiggles. With black duct tape, my hands were first bound in front of me, wrists crossed and my palms facing up. My hands were then placed to my chest, then duct tape wrapped around my upper arms and my wrists. With my arms pinned to my body, my hands pinned to my chest, my thighs were next, and afterwards my ankles.

My boyfriend, Nick who is 19 as well, five months older than me. He has semi long blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a black shirt and jeans. He is the one on the other end of the tape, who is normal is the one doing the tying up part but there are a few times I’ve captured him…
Next part, with me with me sitting on the bed, my hood was pulled over my head for him to wrap the tape around my head, I was gagged and blindfolded this way with no chance of my hair being pulled by the tape.

“Mmmmmppphhhh!” I yelled as I playfully wiggled my upper body after he was done. I heard him chuckle as I flopped around on the bed, testing out my makeshift tape prison. The weighted hoodie makes it just a little harder to move around.
“Perfect opportunity to attack those dogs” Nick says as I feel my ankles being picked up, arm locked. Then as his fingers started dancing on the soles of my bare feet, sending those unbearable sensation up my body causing me to scream and laugh as I thrust around trying to find an escape route. Trying to pull my arms out of their cocoon, trying to kick out of Nick’s grasp as my feet wiggles wildly to rub his fingers off.

I felt the bed bounce as Nick positioned himself onto the bed, his hands going under the hoodie before wiggling his fingers on my sides. I ended up laying on my stomach, wiggling around as my hands are pinned under me, my legs flared up and down as I’m helplessly taking on the tickle attack as Nick sat on my bum.
Nick finally stopped and got off me, I just lay there giving a slight moan. “Well, smoke break for me” Nick said, hearing his footsteps moving away from me “let’s see if you can get out before I return, either way, enjoy yourself Vicky.”

I rolled onto my back, laying there for a moment as I fiddled around with my wrists to feel the tape. I start tugging around with my arms, trying to pull my arms away from me for another moment. I moved my head down to try and pick at the tape that gagged me, the way my hands were positioned I could only pick at it it’s the end of my thumbs. Was not effective.
With my hands bound this way, it is for a bondage session that’s meant to take a while without my arms getting cramped when they’re bound behind my back. It’s comfortable while still restrictive.
I focus on my tape prison, how the tape feels as a blindfold. The stickiness on my eyelids and on the bridge of my nose keeping me in the dark. How it presses on the hood that slightly muffles the any sounds. The stickiness I feel over my lips, as the tape prevents me separating my lips for speech that also gives the scent of the tape as I breathe slowly through my nose. Although nothing is stuffed in my mouth…this time…as the tape is wrapped around my head keeping the hood securely wrapped around my head in a snug embrace.

With the tape wrapped around my arms, with my hands crossed at the wrists almost like how you’ll see mummies, like giving myself a hug. My wrists were taped together horizontally and vertically, the tape wrapped around my body starting at my wrists to my elbows, kept my arms bound in a mummy like position with no wiggle room to slip out. The weighted hoodie adds a little weight that makes a tad bit of tension when it comes to struggling around as I roll around the bed.
My legs bound together, the tightness I feel when I strain against them knowing I can’t walk away. Although a prison but free me the anxiety of trying to figure out what to do since I’m bound and can’t move. Feeling the cool air on my bare feet that helps regulate my body temperature as I heat up from struggling in tape with a hoodie on. I can definitely feel the ceiling fan blowing on them.

Giving slight moans in my gag as I slowly twist and turn, rolling on my sides, pulling my knees to my chest as I strain my arms and hands to then extending my legs back out as I strain against the tape on my legs. My fingers and toes wiggling around helplessly in the process in my struggles as I kept focus on my sensory input I get from a comfortable bound freedom, thanks to being restricted movements and weight, I’m free from not having to make decisions that even though some people might find easy to make, me with autism have a hard time making. And I’m stuck in a tight hug of tape that is as soothing as a hug from a loving mother…

I was left bound like that for maybe an hour before I heard Nick walking back. His footsteps muffled through the hood and that his barefoot on carpet. He carefully removed my tape blindfold, I had to blink a few times from the left over feeling of stickiness on my eyelids.
After making sure I was still doing okay, he turned on the TV on the dresser. I watched the show as Nick started undoing all the tape. I then took off my hoodie to reveal my white tank top underneath, changed into grey shorts for the next phase.

Rope was pulled out, my hands bound with my wrists crossed behind my back, palms facing outward. My upper arms bound to my body just below my chest. My thighs were next, then my ankles. With a little help of getting positioned so I was facing the TV still, I lay on my stomach as Nick tied my ankles to the ropes around my wrists. I moan a little as I felt the tension of the hogtie tighten as he pulls the rope to force my ankles as close to my hands as possible before tying it off.
I gave a little giggle as I wiggled around a little, this was my favorite way to be tied, only downfall is it’ll start to hurt after a while. But I love how restrictive it is, but when I’m tied like this I will need Nick around when I have to get untied when I’m ready.

Nick sits on the bed next to me with his legs stretched out, crossed at the ankles as both him and I watch the TV. He lightly traces his fingers over the soles of my feet, in a light relaxing rubbing, very little ticklish feeling in the combination of the tight embrace of the hogtie sends me in sensory heaven.
Every so often Nick would tease me by actually tickling me with a few seconds of dancing his fingers on my soles and arches, or brushing my toes that would send me in a giggling mess. Sometimes taking me by surprise with a playful attack on my sides.
After about 20 minutes when my shoulders started to cramp too much, I let him know that I was done.

[Dpsiic]

Well written story, sounds like you had a happy birthday

[Canuck100]

I agree!

Thanks for sharing!

[Yatta9999]

A great story!! I'd love to hear about other experiences you had. Like, how did your love of being tied up all start? What was your first time being tied by your boyfriend like? Or your first time being tied at all?

[laz]

very nice, thank you for sharing

[Im.V]

Well written story, sounds like you had a happy birthday

It was a great birthday

[Im.V]

A great story!! I'd love to hear about other experiences you had. Like, how did your love of being tied up all start? What was your first time being tied by your boyfriend like? Or your first time being tied at all?

Good topics for future stories I can share

[Yatta9999]

You like those topic ideas? Great! I'd love to read stories about them!

[LayersOfLau]

I'd love to have a Birthday tie like this, nice story!

[emily-a]

You made it sound like the sort of fun, great experience these things should be, and it was fun reading about it too.

[StringTheorist]

Hello @Im.V
Well told. It looks like you'll be a story teller to watch. Keep up the good work.

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