Fictional Tie Up Stories

Dani finally untied me when her friends were gone and I ran straight to the bathroom. I didn't even bother taking my gag off. I wasn't allowed to take my gags off anyway unless she told me it was ok or she did it herself. I came back from the bathroom and pointed to my gag. "Mmph. Mmph. Mmph." "It's late and you already ate. I don't think you need to take your gag off. Leave it on for the night." I groaned and sobbed through my gag. I was tied up and gagged for the night and freed in the morning so I could make breakfast and use the bathroom again. Then I was fortunate enough to spend the day bound and gagged in the guest room. I was losing my damn mind. I couldn't stay like this much longer. I spent most days listening to the radio. The only other sounds were the odd mmphs or grunts I would make as I tried to get adjusted to my gags. If she didn't use her socks to gag me she used her sisters socks or her moms worn stockings. Her sisters...

When Monday came around I followed the usual routine. I went to the bathroom, made breakfast, changed into whatever outfit Dani laid out for me. Then she led me to the guest room where I was cuffed and bound with rope. "Please don't gag me. I'm begging you please." "Sorry but I can't have you making too much noise." "I promise I'll be quiet. You don't have to gag me. I swear I won't make a peep." "No arguing. This sock is going in your mouth whether you like it or not." I reluctantly opened my mouth and let her cram her smelly gross sock in and gag me with duct tape. How long would this go on? I spent most days staring at my phone. She left it plugged in on top of the dresser at all times. I was waiting for my parents to call and invite me back home. But they never called. And I think she left it plugged in at all times to taunt me and remind me that they didn't want me back home. I hated spending every weekday...

Two months later. It was a Saturday and I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. I had on a trainer bra, silk panties, an orange sundress, and tan pantyhose. I had a sock taped inside my mouth to silence my protests. Dani came in and I looked up from the soapy floor in dispair. "You're not finished yet? Hurry up slave. I want that floor to sparkle." I sobbed through my tight gag and sunk my head. "What's wrong Adam? You don't seem happy with this arrangement." I mumbled into my gag to tell her I hated this arrangement. My friend had robbed me of my manhood and dignity by forcing me to dress like a sissy. She had exposed and humiliated me in front of her friends. "Look on the brightside. You don't have to go to school at all. I mean yes you're tied up and gagged while I'm at school but at least you get to stay in bed all day. And you don't have to do your own homework. Just my homework." I finished the fl...

Ok, so when I left off I was dressed up as a schoolgirl and taped by my friend, Karen. She had just gotten done tickling my pantyhosed feet and turned on the TV. She said it was dinner time so she ordered a pizza. I was left up in her room taped like that and gagged until the pizza finally arrived. She opened the door to the room. "Well, I was worried you might have ran off," she said with a smile. She came over to ungag me. She ripped off the tape, ouch, and then pulled out what had been in my mouth. It was a pair of panties. "Don't worry, they're clean, Tom. Hmm, I'm going to have to figure out a name for you because Tom just isn't working with that outfit. How about...Tina?" she asked. "You are enjoying this a lot, aren't u?" I asked already knowing the answer. "Oh yes, this is so much fun. I can't do this kind of stuff with my girlfriends or boyfriends." "I see. So I'm guessing this is something we'll...

My name is Tom and I'm 16. I have an interesting story about how I was crossdressed and bound. The friend's name is Karen and she's 15, 5'6, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a cheerleader. She's pretty attractive, but we're mostly friends so I try not to look at her that way. I'm around 5'10 with brown hair and eyes. I've always been kind of curious about girl's clothing, but never had the courage to actually try it until this experience. The whole ordeal started with a pleasant chat conversation. I won't write the s/n's because I want to keep her privacy an issue, so here's the convo: Karen: What are you doing today? Tom: I don't know..watch tv? Karen: cool Tom: What about you? Karen: I might go to the store and get some underwear and pantyhose..you know, girlie stuff Tom: really? would you mind picking me up some of that? I am in desperate need...jk Karen: no problem, I'd be happy to! lol Tom: lol Karen: I have an outfi...