Fictional Tie Up Stories

We were not looking to spend the whole summer dressed as girls. But there mom (I guess I'll call her Mrs. G) gave us a break from being tormented by Rob and Mark for a few weeks. But when those weeks were up and school was out she talked to my mom about me spending most of the summer at their house. My mom was fine with it as long as it was ok with Mrs. B. Of course my mom didn't know what was really going on there and I was too embarrassed to say anything. On the first day of summer Mrs. B took us shopping so we wouldn't have to keep wearing Fran's clothes. She took us to a store owned by her friend before it officially opened so we could shop in private. "Hello Thomas. And oh this must be Andy. What cute girls they are going to make. So what can I get you?" "Oh they are going to need the works" Mrs. B said. "Trainer bras, panties, some light summer dress, skirts and blouses. Oh and pantyhose. Lots of pantyhose. They look so adorable in pan...

My name is Sarah. I'm a single mom who used to let my son play tie up games when he was younger. Nothing too serious and he was just a kid so his ties were never that good any way. It was always easy for me to escape but I pretended I couldn't so the games would be fun for him. It stopped when he was 10 and I had forgotten about it until one day when he had his friend Dan. They were 15 at the time. I had been on disability for months. I slipped and fell at work and while I wasn't injured to the point that I couldn't walk or anything like that they still gave me disability and a cash settlement so I had a full year to sit around at home and do nothing. Sam and Dan wanted to play a new game they came up with called "hostage" where they would take me hostage in my own home and pretend to rob the place. I wasn't interested at first but after some begging and pleading I said oh alright and gave in. I was wearing an old button up blouse with sweat pants and ...

After spending the whole weekend bound and gagged I was actually looking forward to going back to school that Monday. But my mom had one more surprise for us. They were blue and yellow cheerleader uniforms she borrowed from a friend who was the cheerleader coach at the school where she taught. We had to wear those cheerleader uniforms with suntan pantyhose all day Sunday until Mrs. Clark came to pick up John. We weren't tied up when Mrs. Clark came over but we were gagged with mouthfuls of worn stockings and duct tape. They let us finish cleaning with our gags on and sat down and talked about us like we weren't even there. They talked about their future plans for us, how they were going to continue this every weekend. When it was time to leave they let us take our gags off and let John change back into his regular clothes. They told us that I would be spending next weekend at Mrs. Clark's. And on that note Mrs. Clark kicked off her shoes and rolled down her brown stoc...