Adam 3

I woke up on Thanksgiving to Dani tickling my stockinged feet.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle" she taunted me. I moaned into my gag and rolled my eyes. 

She untied me so I could use the bathroom, shower, eat, and change my wardrobe. 

I put on a clean bra and stuffed it with padding, panties, a white dress, and flesh colored pantyhose. She had me lie down on the guest bed when I was dressed. "I'll be gone for a while so try not to miss me too much."

She cuffed my hands in front of me and then she used ankle cuffs to cuff my feet together. She took one of her dirty worn socks and balled it up.

"Open wide."

"Please don't gag me. I'll be quiet. And no one is going to be here. No one is going to hear me." 

"Someone outside might hear you, one of the neighbors if you're not too quiet."

I groaned as Dani filled my mouth to capacity and taped it shut.

"Don't get any bright ideas about taking that gag off. I expect you to keep it on the entire time I'm away." 

With that said, Dani left and I was alone. I laid there for a few hours, not sure what to do with myself. Then I decided to get up and test the cuffs. I was able to walk slowly with the ankle cuffs. And with my hands cuffed in front of me I could still use them for some things. 

I was able to go to the bathroom like she promised. I was able to walk around the house a little and enjoy the silence. I even watched some TV in the living room. But I did as Dani told me and kept the gag on the whole time she was gone. 

I was so relieved when she got home and I could finally take it off and eat something again. 

Things went right back to normal after Thanksgiving. I was tied up and gagged every day while Dani went to school. And I spent most of my weekends tied up and gagged as well. I had no choice in the matter. And I had no control over my wardrobe either. Some days she would use rope to bind my hands and legs. Some days she would use the cuffs. She was introducing them slowly until I got used to them enough that she could use them every day. A day I was absolutely dreading. 

I couldn't believe my friend was doing this to me. She had pretty much robbed me of my manhood and dignity by forcing me to dress like a sissy every day. And her mom and sister seemed to have no issues with the fact that Dani was basically holding me hostage in their guestroom indefinitely. But they were right not to be concerned. It wasn't like I was going to tell my parents or my friends or anyone else about this terrible experience. 

Dani had a special gift for me at Christmas. A ballgag. 

"Oh no" I groaned.

"Oh yes" she said. "Let's test it out." She packed my mouth with one of her socks and then crammed the ball in, forcing the sock in even deeper. She buckled the straps behind my head and snapped the padlock shut.

The gag came with a padlock to ensure the victim wouldn't be able to remove the gag themselves. The only way to remove it now was with a key that Dani kept on her at all times. I hated it. And I hated her for what she had reduced me to. Her sister Megan was right. I was nothing but a pantyhose wearing sissy.

January turned into February. And February turned into March. She didn't use the ballgag and cuffs every day. She switched up between those and the rope and duct tape. 

One weekend I was bound and gagged in the guest room when I fell asleep. I woke up to Dani tickling my nylon feet. 

"Cootchie cootchie coo" she taunted me. I groaned into my gag. 

"I have some people coming over tonight so you'll be bound and gagged after dinner. I hope you're alright with that Adam." I sobbed into my tape gag.

That night she used the handcuffs and ballgag on me. I was locked in the guest room while Dani entertained her friends and some guys in the living room. I was so jealous listening to her talking and flirting with all these different guys. I always had a crush on her so it was hard to listen to it. And it wasn't like I could just get up and leave. I had no choice but to listen. 

And then I looked down at my dress and pantyhose and painted nails and realized that I never had a shot with Dani. She must have thought of me as a joke. I mean look at what she had done to me since September.