Fictional Tie Up Stories

 I woke up tape gagged and with Kim's sweaty, smelly nylon feet in my face. That's how I slept most nights, at the foot of her bed smelling her feet until she fell asleep. I was usually bound too but always gagged even if I wasn't bound. I had to go to the bathroom and I knew what that meant. I did what Kim expected and sat down to pee. There I was, sitting gagged on the toilet to take a leak. I must have looked ridiculous.  She made toast and I had to eat it from between her toes. The only good thing about that was she took the gag off. When I was finished eating I had to luck the crumbs and the butter from her toes.  She took of her nylons and used them to gag me along with two other worn pairs. She gagged me with tape to keep me from spitting them out. She put a pair of white nylons on her feet and told me she was going out all day to get her feet all sweaty for me. She told me to keep my gag on and clean up around the house. I cleaned all day afraid to remove my gag s...

I stayed tied up and gagged down in the basement until Thomas and his dad and his brothers were long gone.  Mrs. G came down and remarked on my bondage. "Wow he really tied and gagged you tight huh? I guess that's my fault for demanding it but I wanted to make sure you were nice and quiet. We only have a few hours until dinner so I hope you're comfortable until then." I made as much noise as my gag allowed me to make, trying to beg her to untie me. You can imagine what good that did me. I stayed bound and gagged until dinner. It took her a few minutes to free my hands from the tape and socks Rob had used to bind me. Then she had to untie my legs. Finally the gag which took five minutes with the tape, ace bandages, ballgag, and socks Rob had gagged me with. I ate dinner silently. "I'm sure you miss Thomas but he'll only be gone a week or two. I'm sure we'll have some fun in the meantime. I can arrange for Fran to take you on walks or to the mall. O...

 We went back to our normal routine after the holidays. Dani went to school and I stayed locked up in the guest room, cuffed hand and foot, toecuffed, my ankle chained to the bed. The only thing that changed was my gag. Dani went back to using a ballgag instead of the muzzle gag. I hated the ballgag but on the other hand the muzzle gag was so demoralizing and it practically robbed me of all speech. With the ballgag I could make a little more noise and at least try and get my point across.  January turned into February and February turned into March. And I spent every single day chained up and gagged and dressed in womens clothing. My friends Will and Josh would come by every once in a while just to visit me. I think they both felt pity for me and the humiliating situation I was in. And just to humiliate me further Dani refused to remove my gag when they visited so it was basically just them talking to me and giving me updates about friends and everything going on around town. ...