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Hello - This is a story that i have been tied-up and gagged. He had been meaning to tie me up for months and he decided that day he would. One day ten minutes or so after I had started I heard the door knob rattle.
The string for the cuffs was always within easy reach and I would often spend hours enjoying my helplessness before freeing myself.
"well what if I tied you up and kept you here against your will? She smiled,"That wouldn't work, I'd just escape." I informed her that escape would be impossible. I tied her ankles together then ran a long piece of rope from her bound ankles to the frame under the bed, she was stretched out nicely.
She laid back on the bed and said "It's a shame you don't have any rope or we could find out." With that I headed the closet and pulled out several pieces of rope. I strapped a belt around her legs just above her knees and stepped back to admire my work. I found two bandanas and rolled up one in a ball, "This will keep you quiet." She readily excepted the gag, but seemed a little concerned, she later told me she didnt expect me to be so into the tying game.
Other times we would take turns or sometimes one would capture the other.
Very occasionally, we would both be tied up, one tying the other and then getting into a self-bondage situation. One Saturday, Sheila had arranged to go to see a movie with friends (I'm not a movie fan) and my boyfriend had had to go home, so I was looking forward to a fairly boring day. I made sure the door was locked and my emergency escape knife was close to where my hand would be. Preparation involved tying three cinch "noose" loops to the two bottom bed posts and one of the head posts.
We had discovered that we both had an interest in bondage games, stemming from the usual childhood games.
I told her to stay a little longer but she didnt want to get in trouble. I struggled for serveral minutes and until about 45 minutes later did my friend Steve have pity on me. I would gag myself with the pantyhose then tie myself so that when I closed the handcuffs on my wrist I was in a hogtied position on the floor. The rope was cutting the circulation off of my hands. But finally 20 minutes later I told him and he loosened the ropes. I had one pair of handcuffs that I had bought from a carnival and kept the key tied to a string so that I could always free myself whenever I wanted.I tried to signal her with my head and with as much sound as I could that the key was right there to free me with but she was obviously ingrossed in the pictures and ignored me. " She said to herself as I reeled in the string inorder to retrieve the key. My meager attempts to get her attention were futile. She dropped the magazine to the floor and after staring down at me for a few seconds walked over to the table and dropped the key into her purse. She placed the bag high up on the mantel of the fireplace and walked over to sit in the chair closest to where my head lay on the floor. "Don't look so nervous this is going to be fun." and she stroked the tip of my nose with the toe of her shoe.It's never easy unlocking the cuffs behind your back and it was harder still under this kind of pressure. She knelt down beside me and took the key in her fingers. "I hope your comfortable because your going to be like this for a long time you know." as she sat, crossing her legs. She put down her cigarette and picked up the phone inorder to call in sick that day.