Her tie up games

It now looked like I was about to do push ups except for the fact that I had a woman under me. My body was still between her legs forcing them apart so that the outside of her thighs were against my forearms.

It was not as stimulating as it had been in my hands but it was still a thrill. I was about to stand up when she spoke to me. Not an inch. What do you think is going to happen when you get up? I lifted one leg and she slid hers over. Then we did the other side. I was now straddling her. Her slightest touch gave me shivers and right now she was really touching me. Her new position, since I had shorts on, meant that my bare knees were snug against her thighs.

This alone would have been enough to give my head a spin but there was more. Her high heels were pressing against my calves. The cold smooth leather gave me goose bumps. I gave her the order to roll and I was glad I did. As she turned onto her side one thigh rubbed up my arm and her calf traveled up the inside of my leg. Then as she turned face down they both brushed down the other side. Now her rear end was directly in front of my face. The curve of her hips and the roundness of her cheeks gave me a sudden introduction to the beauty of a well-shaped bottom.

Tie me up here and complete the mission. She really got into it. I jumped up, closed and locked the door and returned to my position. She warned me that the moment I gave her a chance she was going to try to escape. I had a brief moment of panic as I realized that Paul had the ropes and the gag. I looked around and the nearest thing I could see to tie her up with was a scarf that was sticking out of the pocket of the coat she had dropped when I tackled her.

I leaned over to reach for it and she made her move. She scrambled up onto her hands and knees and tried to crawl away. Had I considered that I was about to assault a grown woman I may have hesitated but I was caught up in the game. I grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her legs out from under her. She flopped back to the floor face down. I moved up, sat on her bum and grabbed her arms. I bent them around behind her and pinned her wrists to her back. Now I was stuck. After an awkward pause she realized I was at a stalemate and she made a suggestion.

Just slip your hand under me. It took several tries to figure out how to hold both wrists with one hand. Each time I screwed up she pulled one arm or the other away and I had to fight to get it back. I slid back off of her rear onto her legs. I was still holding her wrists so now I was awkwardly bent forwards.

I leaned to one side and tried to get my hand under her. She lifted her butt to help and it pushed into my face. I turned my head and we wound up cheek to cheek. With the side of my face resting on her bottom I fumbled with the buckle for a minute with no success. She undid the belt and pulled it off. I took it from her and proceeded to create another screw-up. I wrapped the belt three or four times around her wrists and when I was done the end did not reach the buckle. It was short by less than an inch.

I undid one loop, put it through the buckle and this time I ran out of holes before it was tight. Pull it good and it will reach. She never complained. I told her I needed to tie her legs and then gag her. She directed me to the closet where I would find more belts. To prevent another escape attempt I took hold of her ankles again and dragged her towards the closet with me.

I selected a narrow black belt and used it on her ankles. I buckled it up quite tight. I sat back to admire my work. It was then that I noticed what had happened. When I pulled on her ankles I had dragged her out of her skirt. Her hemline was across the middle of her butt. She was aware of what had happened and asked if I would please fix her skirt.

She lifted her bottom and I pulled the skirt back down. I only pulled it far enough to cover her panties. I told her it was time to gag her but she suggested tying her more securely first. With her directing me I sat her up against the foot of the bed.

Then I took a few more belts and tied them above and below the knees and used another to pull her elbows together. Once she was satisfied that I had her securely bound she was ready to be gagged. Go take a look and see what you can do. I passed it between her teeth and tied it around the back of her head. Take it off. She told me to roll it up into a ball. I need to get changed and start cooking supper soon so once I am gagged this is what we are going to do.

I will try to escape. This is the most exciting thing that I had ever done. At the same time it was the most terrifying. Part 3 Mrs. She is leaning against the end of her bed. She is bound hand and foot. I am about to gag her. The belt around her ankles is holding her high heels together so forcefully that the leather squeaks when she moves.

Her legs are held together firmly by two more belts. Her arms are tied behind her. Her elbows are pulled together so tightly that her blouse is stretched across her bosom; the outline of her brassiere showing every detail through the fabric.

Now, as an adult, this scene would be erotic. Then, as an eleven year old, it was confusing, exciting and scary. Only recently had I discovered an infatuation for sexy legs. Studying the skirts and tights in the schoolyard had not prepared me for this. Her breasts on the other hand were another matter. One of the first things that young boys notice is when young girls start to blossom. Even the slightest hint of a bosom is enough to cause a stir in class.

Picking up two small washcloths, Danny walked in front of Jamie and wadded one of them in his hand. Jamie complied, and Danny stuffed the washcloth into her mouth before wrapping a scarf over her lips and tying it off. After doing the same to his mom, he yelled, "Ok, done. Brandon and Paul came back into the room, one of them carrying the kitchen timer.

After setting it for ten minutes, Brandon hit the start button and said, "GO! The two women began to struggle. Beth wiggled her wrists, but the rope was snugged too tight.

However, Danny had not tied her wrists palm to palm. By fluttering her fingers, she could just touch the knot of her wrist bonds. She grunted and made muffled sounds into her gag as she tried to get at the knot. Meanwhile, Jamie had drawn her legs up as far as they would go, while simultaneously scooting forward.

Because Danny had not tied her elbows together, she figured she could get her bound arms back in front of her by scooting herself through them. Stretching herself as much as she could, she managed to get it after a few minutes. Noticing this, Beth let out a muffled laugh through her gag and began trying that herself.

Unfortunately, being a bit heavier than and not as flexible as Jamie, she wasn't able to manage this. She finally flopped on to her back and let out a groan of resignation. Staring at the timer, Jamie began patiently to pick at the knot holding her ankles tied. Two minutes were left when the knot came free. With a muffled sound of satisfaction, she next began to work on her wrist rope. She had just gotten it free and was working on her knee rope when time ran out.

Paul untied the two women and removed their sodden gags. After re-sorting all the materials, he began by tying their wrists. This time he tied them palm to palm, and the knot was placed well out of reach of any fingers. Next, he took rope and tied their elbows together. Beth, having never experienced that before, gave a little squeak as her elbows were drawn closer together and tied off.

How did you get so good at this anyway? Jamie blushed a bit. While they were talking, Paul had taken a long length of rope and had looped it around their ankles, working his way up their legs until the rope ran out and tying it off. You might gag me with Jamie's gag, and that would be a bit yucky. Picking out two clean handkerchiefs, he stuffed one into each woman's mouth. Picking up a roll of duct tape, he tore off a strip and plastered it over their mouths.

For a second, Jamie sat still, trying to figure out how to get out of her bonds. Beth just sat, rocking back and forth, occasionally tugging half-heartedly at her bonds. Having a sudden idea, Jamie began scooting toward Beth.

She turned so she was back to back and scooted until their hands bumped into each other. After a few fumbled attempts, Jamie felt the wrist rope loosen. Tugging, she managed to get it loose and dropped it on to the floor. She flopped on to the floor and rolled over on to her stomach so Beth could untie her elbows. After that rope was taken care of, Jamie sat up and began working on Beth's wrist and elbow ties.

Soon, both women had their hands free. Beth immediately peeled the tape from her mouth and spat out the handkerchief. Jamie, however, began working on her leg bonds. Just as the last seconds ticked away, Jamie unravelled the rope from her ankles and tossed it aside. Jamie took off her gag and smiled. Why don't we call it a day? I want to stretch a bit first and get a drink, though.

As the two women walked out of the living room, Jamie could hear Brandon whispering to the other boys. I better wear long sleeves to work tomorrow. Test out positions for comfort before you start tying.

The best position to use depends on your partner's flexibility and stamina. Your partner might be able to get in a position easily, but that doesn't mean they can hold that position for an hour or longer.

This allows them to relax so they don't have to rely on their own muscles to hold the position. Check the tightness of your knots with the 2-finger test. Any time you wrap rope around any part of your partner's body, you should be able to easily slip 2 fingers between the rope and your partner's skin. Even if you're practicing on an inanimate object, it's good practice to get in the habit of using this test.

If the rope is too tight at any point, you risk damaging nerves or cutting off circulation. Pack an emergency kit with something to cut the rope. EMT shears work well for this, but it still might take some time to cut the rope.

It's worth taking some time to practice cutting the rope under tension so you can do it as quickly as possible if you need to. Factor in how long it will take for you to complete the tie as well as what you have planned after your partner's tied up.

Put some drinking straws in your emergency kit if your partner's hands are going to be tied up. It can be difficult to give someone a drink out of a bottle—straws are typically much easier to use.

No, it's unlikely that you suffered any kind of damage. You may experience some bruising and soreness for a few days though. Yes No. Not Helpful 23 Helpful The neck, armpits, sides, and bottoms of the feet are typically good places to start. Not Helpful 17 Helpful If the person is okay with it. You shouldn't do it without their permission.

Not Helpful 15 Helpful Why don't you post instructions for how to escape after being tied up by friends? Here you go. Not Helpful 16 Helpful You can tie up anyone you want as long as you get their consent first.

Not Helpful 4 Helpful Not Helpful 5 Helpful Just ask them, calmly and respectfully. If they say no, accept it and ask someone else. Not Helpful 2 Helpful Not Helpful 49 Helpful You shouldn't need to convince someone. If they aren't wholeheartedly into it, then you don't have full consent. Not Helpful 9 Helpful James Urwin. Just accept it, there are lots of people who like it too! There's nothing wrong with liking this, as long as you're not hurting yourself or anyone else while you're doing it.

Include your email address to get a message when this question is answered. If you're intimidated by ropes and knots but you and your partner still want to try this, buy some inexpensive velcro cuffs.

You can still restrain your partner with much less risk. Helpful 0 Not Helpful 0. It can be difficult to learn a knot correctly just by following a written description. Search the internet for a knot you're trying to learn—there are tons of videos you can watch that will show you how to do it.

Have your partner squeeze 2 of your fingers together before you tie their wrists. Once their wrists are tied, check their grip strength periodically by having them squeeze your fingers again. If it decreases, cut their wrists loose immediately. Never leave a person alone after you've tied them up. Helpful 6 Not Helpful 1. If the person tells you they want to stop at any point, stop immediately and untie them. If you're roleplaying a scene in which the person would pretend to be a "victim," agree on a "safe word" they can use if they want to end the scene.

Helpful 4 Not Helpful 1. Maintain continuous informed consent while tying someone up. Make sure the person understands everything you're doing as you do it.

Don't let a safe word stand in for common sense. I have to get a few things done in the morning. When will you be back from work? She had tried a few times to re-create that feeling on her own, but over time it had become less and less exciting. Not that the idea of tying herself up, or being tied up and gagged, had waned in her interest. She just wanted some new experiences - some new ideas, and for some reason she was drawing a blank.

With a sigh, she put the bag back under her bed and changed into her pyjamas - maybe tomorrow would bring more inspiration. Lesley opened her eyes as she heard the front door shutting. Getting out of bed, she walked downstairs to find a note on the table in the kitchen. Had a call to go into work early. Enjoy your day. She changed into a white t-shirt and a pair of blue denim shorts over some black tights, and had thought she would get right down to her revision.

As she stared at the door, however, she had an irresistible urge to go in and have a look. When Josie had lived at home, they had shared a room for a while, and she was curious to see if her habits had changed at all. Pushing the door open, Lesley walked in and looked round.

There was a double bed at one end, with wooden pillars at each corner, and a dressing table at the other side in front of the window. A small chest of drawers stood against the third wall, and there was a set of doors that, when Lesley opened them, led to a walk-in closet. Eventually, she settled for folding it into a band and tying it tightly over her lips. She knew it would not be an effective silencer, but she liked the way it felt and the way she felt wearing it.

Walking back to the wardrobe, Lesley opened it and took out a pair of jeans and a leopard skin print top. She looked at herself in a mirror on the back of one door, holding the clothes against herself and imagining how she would look in them, bound and gagged. She moaned slightly as she let her imagination run away, feeling the ropes against her skin as she closed her eyes, and then opened them again.

As she did so, something on the floor of the wardrobe caught her eye. Replacing the hangers, she bent down and pulled out a wooden box, fastened with a padlock through the clasp. Lesley pulled it out, and placed it on the bed, pulling the scarf down from around her mouth as she did so. It was a standard, everyday lock, and Lesley smiled as she saw this.