Stories of Tie Up Games

Chapter Three: The Crate

Kai sat strapped to the chair in the warehouse, his body aching from the ropes, the inflatable gag stretching his jaw.

His mismatched eyes—blue and brown now, no longer his own—darted nervously under the flickering bulb. The barber had vanished, but the leather crew ...

It's great we have some readers!

Snozzberry bring in the boots - a whole truckload if you can.

KidnappedCowboy ooooh. These stories were written as separate entities but I can see how it could be the same person behind it all - Ned! I might weave this in at some point - let's see 👀

Bradstick ...

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Chapter Two: The Warehouse

The leather crew doesn’t waste time after the hood’s on. Kai’s still hogtied, zipties biting, breath huffing through the neoprene as Mateo gives a sharp nod.

One of the studs—tall ...

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Chapter 6

Brock knelt on the hardwood floor, knees aching from the unyielding surface, his sweat-slicked body trembling as his tongue dragged over Ned’s combat boot. The leather’s bitter taste—dirt, sweat, oil—mixed with ...

#nonconsensual #kidnap #NSFW #pg18 #servitude #identitylost


Chapter One: The Wave Breaks

It’s a warm April afternoon in 2025, sun hanging lazy over the SoCal coast. Kai’s just clocked out from his lifeguard shift, rocking his signature red Speedo—small, snug, the way he likes it. He’s ...

Snozzberry Bradstick thanks for reading.

I'm happy you are enjoying it.

Yeah Brock still has some semblance of the illusion of freedom. Let's see if Ned and Ray squash it or perhaps they want a toy with some fire in his belly...

I'm glad Ned managed to surprise you... after all any great villain ...

We meet whoever Ned was texting in this part!

Chapter 5:

Ned’s boots thudded back into the room, heavy and deliberate, snapping Brock from his spiraling thoughts. “Had enough sitting pretty, boy?” Ned growled, voice thick with menace, his shadow looming as he stepped close. Brock’s hazel ...

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Chapter 4:

The coarse hood scratched Brock’s sweat-soaked face, its rough weave clinging to his flushed cheeks and matted dark hair, plunging him into a suffocating void. His six-foot frame sat rigid in the wooden chair, naked save for the damp white ankle ...

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Chapter 3:

The polished wood floor of the hunting cabin dug into Brock’s side, his hogtied body a tangle of ropes and cuffs, the steel biting into his wrists over the coarse knots. His letterman jacket was sweat-soaked, his gray ...

Chapter 2:

The cold metal of the pickup bed pressed against Brock’s hogtied frame, the ropes digging deeper into his wrists and ankles with every subtle shift. Hours ticked by in the dark, the coarse fabric hood muffling the world beyond his own ragged breathing. Exhaustion clawed at him—his ...

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Brock slung his duffel bag over his shoulder, the familiar creak of the front porch steps welcoming him home. It had been eight months since he’d left for college, chasing a football scholarship and a ...

Jackson’s collar was pulled down toward the floor and he went onto his knees as Cody kept pulling downward. Jackson was forced into a very uncomfortable crouch on his knees with his head pressed into the floor. Jackson heard a padlock click shut and as Cody stood up, Jackson realized his collar ...

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taking some creative writing classes online and thought I'd use this space as practice grounds

Flagging this as non-consensual, at least for the start

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“You better bring us a good one, Cody!” Lee laughed as they left the rodeo stadium and jumped into the jeep.

He ...