Chained up, gagged and hooded for your pleasure…
Chapter 4
May 16, 2000
To My Diary
On Saturday my aunt and Derek invited some of my friends to come after lunch and swim in their pool with me. Earlier in the day I put on my regular swim suit and then walked to the pool but Derek put me on a pad and tied my hands behind my back and more rope around my chest. He had me lay on the pad and he tied my legs and made a hog-tie and he put the ball gag in my mouth. So I was tied up again.
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Chapter 3
Tuesday, May 6, 2000
To My Diary
I’ve written before abut my tie-up adventures with my aunt and Derek. They have agreed to tie me up once in a while, and I’ve enjoyed the two times they’ve done it so far. My aunt and her partner, Derek, now call me “Bee-Bee, the TAG Kid,” meaning “Bondage Boy, The Tied and Gagged Kid.” My aunt says my liking to be tied up is great because she’s always wanted to dominate a man and Derek isn’t interested.
The last time they tied me up, I was tied for a day and a night, and I really liked it. After that I reaffirmed the agreement that they could tie me up any time they want, for as long as they want, wearing anything they want, without warning. I also added that I cannot take back that agreement which was something new.
Sadly, the end of the college year was coming, and I would be with my aunt and Derek only a few more days. Friday evening, nothing happened, and I was really disappointed, although I didn’t say anything to them. I knew my aunt was having a catered lunch party around the swimming pool on Saturday so they wouldn’t have me tied up then. Sunday they would be away with friends and they said they would never leave me alone when I was tied up. I went to bed Friday a bit disappointed.
Sometime in the night – I have no idea when, I woke up feeling something happening to my arms. I’m a sound sleeper, so didn’t realize what was going on at first – but quickly understood that my arms were up over my head stretched out, and being tied to the corners of my bed.
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Bondage isn’t bondage without a good gag. Having the voice taken away is an important part of the loss of control and identity for the victim.
The prisoner stops being a person and becomes an object.
Tuesday, April 30, 2000
To My Diary
After the first time my Aunt and Derek tied me up, my aunt and I spent some time looking at pictures on web pages for ideas on how to tie me up the second time. We had a bargain that she and her partner, Derek, can tie me up any time they want, any way they want, for as long as they want but I had to wait until she and my Derek were ready.
My aunt assured me that when she and Derek tie me up, they would never leave me alone for very long. But, my aunt said, nothing else would be negotiated.
Chapter 1
Wednesday April 25th 2000
My aunt has encouraged me to keep a diary of my adventures, so I am starting.
She will help me with details so that I will have a complete record of the things that happen to me, and so will Derek who is my aunt’s partner, but this is mostly about what my aunt did to me last night.
My name is Samuel, but everyone calls me Sam. I just turned 22, and I’m a student in my senior year at college. My mother, Cindy, died when I was about five years old. My father re-married a couple of years later, a woman named Ruth who is my step-mother. I like Ruth, but she’s a bit straight-laced, and not like I remember my real mother who was happy and full of adventure.
Because the college I attend is about one hundred miles from home, during the school year I live with my Helen. She was the wife of my father’s brother who died in a car accident a few years ago. Aunt Helen hasn’t remarried, but she has a partner, Derek, who lives with her most of the time. Aunt Helen and Derek are what some call “free spirits.” They are practicing nudists, quite uninhibited, and much wilder than my step-mother who doesn’t entirely approve of their life style. I enjoy being with them as they have excellent computer equipment, a big television and a swimming pool. I’ve gotten used to seeing them naked around the house and in the swimming pool where they wear very little and sometimes nothing at all.
This is my senior year in college, and because I took heavy loads in my first three years, I have only a few classes and a fair amount of free time. One afternoon I was reading entries on a web page showing and talking about people being tied up. I had secretly enjoyed looking at bondage pictures – especially those showing men in bondage and dominant women. Suddenly, I was aware that my aunt was standing behind me looking over my shoulder. I was embarrassed, but I showed her the page, and we read some of the letters and looked at the pictures together. My aunt asked me if I enjoyed reading about people being tied up and I said that I did very much and that I had been fascinated by bondage for years. She asked if I had ever been tied up, and I said that I had a couple of times. I had a friend at the university who first showed me some bondage web pages and we tried a few tie-up-things, but then he moved away.
That was over two years ago. Since then I haven’t been able to find anyone who was interested.
Then my aunt surprised me and asked, “Would you like it if I tied you up?”
Heavy Bondage 