Stories of Tie Up Games

Aurik continued to write the contract, his quill moving swiftly across the parchment. The room was thick with the scent of burning wax and the dark energy that pulsed from the shadows. Victoria's breaths were shallow, her body trembling from the intensity of the sensations.



Aurik paused and ...

Victoria sat her ass onto the table, twisted around, and crawled over to the cuffs. She lay down to place herself into position where the cuffs were. She stretched her fingers and limbs, wondering how long she would be bound for, and cracked her fingers.



Victoria started to bind herself to the ...

Ronnie1967 wrote: 5 months ago Really good story

Thank you, glad you're enjoying it

Decided to change the title of the story and now moving the story along.

Again any comments would be appreciated.

There's also a section inbetween if you want to find out why they were searching her cottage

https://www.deviantart.com/darkmagi66/art/Chapter-6-Is-Castle-Branodunum-Safe ...

Victoria returned to her cottage, her mind racing with the information she had gathered. The castle of Branodunum was her next destination, and she was determined to find the table and complete the ritual. She felt a mix of excitement and trepidation, the allure of the power promised by the book ...

If ypu're interested in the other parts of the story that don't have any bondage elements to them, please see the links below to my DeviantArt account for the other chapters of the story:

Chapter Three https://www.deviantart.com/darkmagi66/art/Chapter-Three-The-Lawyer-makes-his-apperance-1132127456 ...

Determined to uncover the location of the table, Victoria decided to visit the chapel. The chapel had a back office that served as a registry, keeping land records, birth, marriage, and death records. She hoped to find some clue about the location of the table or the ruins where it might be hidden ...

Victoria returned to her cottage, her mind buzzing with the events of the night. She lit a candle and sat down at her small table, the mysterious book in front of her. The leather cover was worn, but the pages were well-preserved, filled with intricate illustrations and unfamiliar runes.



She ...

Decided to do the backstory for Luna and working her way to the events in the other tales Part 1 http://mail.tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=22606&sid=c6edb7b75b39175959ff9d8f056b08b4 , Part2 http://mail.tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=22647&sid=c6edb7b75b39175959ff9d8f056b08b4 and Part 3 ...

Victoria opened the door of her cottage and took out the book, now what was that gift?

Victoria walked back to her cottage, her mind still reeling from the events at the chapel. The sandals, though unusual, felt surprisingly comfortable, and she found herself appreciating their softness as she ...

Victoria pondered what the gift could be, but she didn’t have the time to ask the book. It was time to head to her caretaking role in the village. She carefully put the book away, hiding it in her cabinet under some clothes. She put on her respectful purple dress and black cape to head to the ...

Victoria Butterfield emerged from her small cottage on the outskirts of the village of Brindlemark, the early morning mist swirling around her ankles like a damp shroud. She lived in a tiny, thatched-roof cottage that had been in her mother’s family for generations, surrounded by a garden filled ...

Again please let me know if you enjoyed this chapter in the Luna Moonshadow Chronicles.
Where should I go next?

As Luna thinks quickly, she realizes that she needs to prioritize stopping the glove from releasing sunlight again. She moves her groin and ass down as much as she can, trying to limit the glove's movement and prevent it from triggering another wave of sunlight.

This movement causes the minions to ...

This where the other part of the trigger warning kicks in.



As the Iron Claw's minions move to grab Luna's body, their hands closing around her limbs like vice grips, she feels a surge of fear and revulsion. The sunlight projected by the claw's beam makes her skin feel hot and exposed, and the ...

Any feedback would be appreciated please,

The Iron Claw's eyes gleamed with excitement as he opened the heavy, ancient-looking safe in the corner of the room. The metallic creak of the safe's hinges echoed through the space, and the flickering candlelight danced across the intricate carvings that adorned the safe's exterior. As he reached ...

Note Trigger Warnings for this story due to kidnapping and what may transpire

Several days have passed since the intense training session in the Cave of Whispers, and Luna has been eagerly exploring the new dimensions of her shadowy powers. In the quiet solitude of her cottage, she's been ...

Luna's body feels alive with the power of the shadows, the pain in her nipples now a distant memory as she rises to meet the challenge that Magnus has set before her. The whispers of the shadows are a symphony in her ears, guiding her every move.

The room around her seems to fade away, and all she ...

As always please let me know what you think and ideas for where to go next?

As Magnus steps back, allowing Luna to feel the full extent of her restraints, the rope tightens further, the weights on the clamps pulling her nipples even lower. She gasps into the gag, her eyes pleading with him, as the shadows in the room seem to grow longer and darker, as if they're reaching ...

Luna's eyes widened slightly as Magnus took the rope from her mouth, allowing her to breathe deeply once again. The knots in her mouth had made her salivate, and she felt the wetness of her submission on her chin. She watched as he took the rope, his eyes never leaving hers, and began to tie it ...

Magnus walked over to a shelf filled with various instruments of his dark craft. His eyes fell upon a thick, black rope that lay coiled like a serpent waiting to strike. He took it down and approached Luna, his gaze never leaving hers.

"Stretch out your arms," he instructed, his voice a soft ...

She stepped backwards into the velvet-lined stocks, feeling the cool embrace of the wooden contraption. Her ankles found the slots first, sliding in easily despite the trembling in her legs. The velvet lined the wood, a stark contrast to the cold metal that had been her constant companion for what ...

Really good descriptive tale, more please.