Taken In Error M/M
Taken In Error M/M
Friday afternoon I decided to take a hike. I pulled into the trailhead behind another car. We were the only two in the lot As I locked up a man approached.
“You were following me,” he said.
“What? No, I wasn’t following you,”
“Oh yeah? Then why were you behind me all the way up the road, then come in here and park?”
“This is where I‘m going,” I said. “I have no idea who you are so why would I follow you?”
“Why indeed. Unless you know something.”
Another car pulled in and parked next to me. A man got out Big, bearded, blonde.
“Some sort of problem here?” asked the newcomer.
“I don’t think so,” I said. “This gentleman seems to think I was following him —“
“Shaddup,” said the blonde bruiser. “Wasn’t talking to you. This guy was following you?”
”Yeah,” said the original goon. “Not sure what he knows, but I don’t think we should take any chances.”
“Absolutely,” said his friend.
They turned and advanced toward me. The blonde fellow got behind me and wrapped a massive forearm across my throat and squeezed. The other one shoved a wet rag against my face. Things got a little blurry after that.
I awoke tied to a chair and gagged, alone in a darkened room. I could hear voices in an adjoining room. I strained to make out what they were saying.
“…doesn’t really matter. He stays here till we’re done. After that you can do anything you want with him.”
“Really? Anything?”
Uh oh. I struggle frantically. Nothing. No give in the ropes. They’re tight. Not painful, unless I struggle. I struggle for a while longer anyway, then stop and take inventory. Ropes hold my ankles to the front chair legs. My knees are spread, thighs attached to the seat. My wrists and elbows are lashed behind the chairback. More ropes criss-cross my torso. I’m not going anywhere until someone unties me. A wad of cloth fills my mouth held n place by something, tape probably. Perhaps most distressing of all: I’m naked.
I attempt to stop my mind from working out what sort of things could be construed from that delighted “Really? Anything?” I overheard. Not a good thought path.
Goon number two comes in.
“Seems you had nothin’ to do with anything after all. Just like you said. But now… you know us. Could pick us out of a lineup sort of thing. So we got to thinking…”
He unties my right hand and gives me a pen.
“You get one chance to put this behind you. Sign and you’ll be outta here in a couple hours. Under your own power. Don’t sign, and all bets are off. Got it?”
I get it. I sign.
“You signed a contract to be in an erotic film," he says. "A bondage film. Welcome to show business.”
He brings a fancy looking camera and tripod out from somewhere behind me and sets it up. After a few adjustments he comes over to me. He teases my cock for a few moments, getting me hard. Doesn’t take much.
“Seems you’re a natural,” he says, smiling, still teasing and stroking.
I squirm and a moan sneaks past the gag. Uh-huh. Okay. I get it. My erection and a signed contract sort of gives the lie to any story I might tell about forced abduction. He uses a remote to start the camera.
Looking up at me, he says, ”There’s lotsa guys’d love to be in your position.”
I’m sure he’s correct, but I can’t help wondering if I’m gonna get paid for this.
“You were following me,” he said.
“What? No, I wasn’t following you,”
“Oh yeah? Then why were you behind me all the way up the road, then come in here and park?”
“This is where I‘m going,” I said. “I have no idea who you are so why would I follow you?”
“Why indeed. Unless you know something.”
Another car pulled in and parked next to me. A man got out Big, bearded, blonde.
“Some sort of problem here?” asked the newcomer.
“I don’t think so,” I said. “This gentleman seems to think I was following him —“
“Shaddup,” said the blonde bruiser. “Wasn’t talking to you. This guy was following you?”
”Yeah,” said the original goon. “Not sure what he knows, but I don’t think we should take any chances.”
“Absolutely,” said his friend.
They turned and advanced toward me. The blonde fellow got behind me and wrapped a massive forearm across my throat and squeezed. The other one shoved a wet rag against my face. Things got a little blurry after that.
I awoke tied to a chair and gagged, alone in a darkened room. I could hear voices in an adjoining room. I strained to make out what they were saying.
“…doesn’t really matter. He stays here till we’re done. After that you can do anything you want with him.”
“Really? Anything?”
Uh oh. I struggle frantically. Nothing. No give in the ropes. They’re tight. Not painful, unless I struggle. I struggle for a while longer anyway, then stop and take inventory. Ropes hold my ankles to the front chair legs. My knees are spread, thighs attached to the seat. My wrists and elbows are lashed behind the chairback. More ropes criss-cross my torso. I’m not going anywhere until someone unties me. A wad of cloth fills my mouth held n place by something, tape probably. Perhaps most distressing of all: I’m naked.
I attempt to stop my mind from working out what sort of things could be construed from that delighted “Really? Anything?” I overheard. Not a good thought path.
Goon number two comes in.
“Seems you had nothin’ to do with anything after all. Just like you said. But now… you know us. Could pick us out of a lineup sort of thing. So we got to thinking…”
He unties my right hand and gives me a pen.
“You get one chance to put this behind you. Sign and you’ll be outta here in a couple hours. Under your own power. Don’t sign, and all bets are off. Got it?”
I get it. I sign.
“You signed a contract to be in an erotic film," he says. "A bondage film. Welcome to show business.”
He brings a fancy looking camera and tripod out from somewhere behind me and sets it up. After a few adjustments he comes over to me. He teases my cock for a few moments, getting me hard. Doesn’t take much.
“Seems you’re a natural,” he says, smiling, still teasing and stroking.
I squirm and a moan sneaks past the gag. Uh-huh. Okay. I get it. My erection and a signed contract sort of gives the lie to any story I might tell about forced abduction. He uses a remote to start the camera.
Looking up at me, he says, ”There’s lotsa guys’d love to be in your position.”
I’m sure he’s correct, but I can’t help wondering if I’m gonna get paid for this.
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AMAZING start to this story. I love how they both gang up and chloroform the guy. Nice little setup.
I get tied up for real and it's not fantasy for me.
Good story bre! Keep going
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Short and to the point. Loved how "wrong time, wrong place" deal and the filming twist is a nice bonus.
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Excellent start! And you laid out the "fake embarrasing vid" scheme well. Big fan of such scenarios here, especially agressive ones with "non-naturals" being fed Viagra (movie evil laugh)
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I really like this story - the plot twists and turns surprised and delighted me - but I think it illustrates a particular phenomenon on this board: the tendency, if something's good, to always want (and wish for) more of it.
Naturally, that's hugely understandable: if someone writes intriguingly about bondage, we do want to see what happens next, how things progress. Not every tale is a multi-part epic, though; sometimes, the premise is ingeniously expressed as a one-shot and it's the author's intention then to wrap it up, to leave further events to the imagination of his readers.
Obviously I don't know that that's definitely the intention here - maybe this one is intended as the first of a continuing series - but maybe we commenters ought to avoid the assumption that a beautiful short story is a "great start" or "set-up" to more writing? If it happens and the quality's maintained, that\s fantastic but some stories are perfect just as they are.
Naturally, that's hugely understandable: if someone writes intriguingly about bondage, we do want to see what happens next, how things progress. Not every tale is a multi-part epic, though; sometimes, the premise is ingeniously expressed as a one-shot and it's the author's intention then to wrap it up, to leave further events to the imagination of his readers.
Obviously I don't know that that's definitely the intention here - maybe this one is intended as the first of a continuing series - but maybe we commenters ought to avoid the assumption that a beautiful short story is a "great start" or "set-up" to more writing? If it happens and the quality's maintained, that\s fantastic but some stories are perfect just as they are.
If M/M overkill bondage in stupidly excessive amounts of gear is your thing as well as mine, here's a list of my TUG stories.
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Ooh I enjoyed this!
Someone posted a way to tag specific users but I'm apparently not sophisticated enough to figure it out, so I'll just give a shoutout to @superbound, @jdpeter, @DeeperThanRed, @LK3869, @Boundcurious, and @Straitjacketed for your compliments and comments. I truly appreciate you taking the time to let me know you liked my story.
As @Straitjacketed surmised, this was originally intended as a standalone tale. After receiving encouragement to continue I thought about expanding it, but upon further review have decided it probably wouldn't be improved by additional parts. I have many more stories in various stages of construction and think my time would be better spent on them.
Thanks again for your comments! They mean a lot and are a good impetus for me to work on more tales.
Commenters are the best!
As @Straitjacketed surmised, this was originally intended as a standalone tale. After receiving encouragement to continue I thought about expanding it, but upon further review have decided it probably wouldn't be improved by additional parts. I have many more stories in various stages of construction and think my time would be better spent on them.
Thanks again for your comments! They mean a lot and are a good impetus for me to work on more tales.
Commenters are the best!
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Uh yeah, my bad: I think I replied after someone who thought it was only a part one and just passed the impression on... It works perfectly as a stand-alone too, one of those short pieces that are your specialty now, Max
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Good decision, @MaxRoper, It's always good to know when to stop. Sometimes a writer will not have committment to a forced continuation and the quality of writng declines. Believe me: bin there, done that - - - more than once.
Don't get a down on yourself for not being able to tag people. I think it's part of the current lack of functionality on the site. @Chadmc90 has it in hand.
Don't get a down on yourself for not being able to tag people. I think it's part of the current lack of functionality on the site. @Chadmc90 has it in hand.
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Despite the lack of tag, shout out seen and appreciated. Thanks for taking the time to respond to “fan mail” as well as write excellent stories!
Good story! Works well as a stand alone and the twist was a good one!
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Another fantastic nugget from the incredible MaxRoper!
Superbly done. Love the ending with the bondage-porn.
You somehow always leave us wanting more.
Can't wait for your next tale, my friend!
Superbly done. Love the ending with the bondage-porn.
You somehow always leave us wanting more.
Can't wait for your next tale, my friend!
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I really enjoyed this, and it left me drooling for more.
I didn't see this reply until now. Thanks for taking the time to comment!