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Mark gagged and squirming
Pole Tied Guys 51
The problem with having a walk-out basement is that anyone can just walk-in. And tie you up and molest you.
Perfection... Tall, blonde, strong, muscle man, in tight white t-shirt, tied and helpless to my whims.
Perfect present for me.
Minding my own business. Confused after a few drinks maybe. The lights went out with something over my eyes.
"Any questions, buddy?" one of them said. The others laughed.
it may not totally sound like it but there’s a little laugh in there. he really enjoyed this one
He patted the back of my head as I lay face down. Maybe a bit hard, so that tugged against the ropes.
He pushed my face down into the duvet.
Moving swiftly alongside of me. A little grunt of laughter. I could feel him brush past me. The laughter said he meant business. The odd touch or pressure meant I was secured.
And the ropes were tough. I had to make a sound, intensity, not pleasure. I felt him pass me like a shadow. He gave another little grunt.
not bad rope work eh?
Really fun weekend with this stud
Immobilised and desensitised. But at the same bodily aware, especially if I move - of tight black ropes on ankles, wrists, pecs. Of bare biceps and hams squeeze against cold plastic.
Mental ticking of an invisible clock Telling me to count the seconds before I have to try to move. Before I should be able to see through the blackness tight across my closed eyes, speak through the swollen plug between my jaws. Before I can see a momentary blinding light, begore I can somehow call to him through the silencing gag.
I start to shake my head, rock my head back and forward in disbelief.
Well Slim. You were having a good run. That was until I shot you in the ass with my tranquilizer. So I'm gonna let you rest, wait for you ass to stop hurting where the dart hit you. Then I'm gonna make your ass hurt again. You'll see what I mean....
"Back in an hour."
"OK, OK, you guys." Matt laughed, but he was breathing hard.
It had taken three of them. They had let him have a dozen shots close range. All right in the abs. And then, when he was doubled up, they'd piled in. One pulled out a hank of rope and they got him up against a tree.
"Muscles won't do you no good, buddy. Strain as you like."
And Matt had strained and bucked while they secured his torso, quads and biceps tight against the tree..
"OK, OK, you guys." That was when Matt said that. "I give in."
They were looking at him.
One of them, thin, wiry, smirking, said, "I got maybe twenty shots still. Let's make him buck proper."
"Make him beg."
"F..k yourself."
The thin one grinned at Matt. "Better gag him first."
Wanting adventure so much. Got out of my depth.
With full acknowledgement to RealMenAI
Hogtied bound gagged
They dumped me stripped and strspped, face down onto the sheets. You need to hold yourself in buy you want to explode.
"Better not let go till after the boss has had some fun and till we got some nice film."
One of them showed me the gag. Pink-strapped with a big pink ball. Draped it over my face before he strapped it in. Tight.
The other ran the back of a finger nail hard down along my glutes. I moaned a bit. Couldn't stop the sudden low down contraction and the hard breaths the begging grunts which said No and Yes. Yes and No. My abs tighten, cock begins to expand out of contrl, shoulders burn. Glutes bucked. Bucking again and again.
been digging through my oldest stuff to see if there’s anything i can dust off to fix or mess around with. i posted some variants of these here but they were fun to revisit and improve.
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"Why are you tied, young man? You really want to know? Well, I could say that it'll be the most intense muscle training for your whole body you can ever get. One hour and almost every muscle you got will be tight and swollen and taken to exhaustion. My most tried anfd successful training régime."
Coach paused, and seemed to be looking away. He glanced at me and smiled. Stetched out a hand suddenly and ran a finger firmly over the ropes pressing tight under my pecs.
"But that would be only part of it, son."
It was fun tying you up. I'm gonna undress you now.
What was it he said, " I'll leave you to sweat a bit, Steve. And think what you really want. Rope makes you know the truth."
Patrick was still unconscious when they delivered him to the men who had placed a special order for him.
I'd tried to explain to them. It was a mistake. Just using my buddy's apartment.
One of them had a gun. The one who made me strip. The other had a soft leather bag of stuff. They tied me and the one with the bag took out a long leather noose, I guess, and this like rubber blindfold. It pressed over my cheekbones and eyes. I said " , "It's not me you want."
One of them said, "Hey buddy, calm down. Just take a deep breath. This won't take long. And it IS you we want."
"Better gag him though. Good and tight."
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"You dreamed of this. Now you will never escape your dreams."
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"Hey buddy. Look, calm down. It's a two hour drive, and at the rate your muscles are contracting, you're going have nothing left by the time we get there."
I couldn't believe it. Joe and me, we'ld been partners 3 months. Brought in some bad guys.
On stake-out in a deserted building. He got the drop on me, I guess. I ended up stripped and tied, lying on damp concrete.
" You'ld sell me out? Sell out your country?"
"I didn't sell out nothing. No-one. But I sort of bought you."
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MMMMMMMPPPHHHH !
There comes a point when I do not buck deliberately but each part of my body - quads, hams, back and shoulders, neck - even my mouth and jaws smoothly and tightly compressed - buck with an uncontrollable need.
They'd tied me face down, my wrists tied back to back. That and my ankles tied. That's all it takes to prevent a guy turning over onto his back.
They started to drag Ed away. He moaned a bit.
One of them laughed. "You'll be moaning properly soon, sunshine."
"Let's hope he doesn't talk."
"Huh?"
"Cos I'm dying to play with this one."