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It's time to put your stories that are too short for a post, but too long for the one sentence game on this thread!
These TUG stories can be anywhere from a couple sentences to a paragraph long! Get creative! You may also post a part 2 if you must but please title them at the top so that we know it is a continuation of your previous story. Have fun!
(I will add mine in here later. Let's see what you got!)
Lila giggled as her partner, Sam, zipped her into the soft, pink coral fleece sleepsack they’d ordered online, the fuzzy material brushing against her skin like a warm embrace. The straps tightened gently around her, securing her arms and legs, and the plush hood muffled the world outside, leaving only the sound of her own breathing. “You’re not getting out of this one easily,” Sam teased, stepping back to admire their handiwork, while Lila squirmed playfully, already plotting her escape from the cozy cocoon.
“It’s been three days since wealthy socialite & heiress Penelope Featherstone went missing,” the female reporter said, airing their news broadcast through the television mounted in the corner of the room.
Most of the gangsters in the room paid little attention to the announcement; a few of them engrossed in a game of billiards, the others kicking back shots of whiskey & smoking cigars at the bar.
In the corner of the room was Penelope Featherstone…the young lady with raven hair had been secured to a chair with rope, a few strips of silver duct tape smoothed over her lips, and a white handkerchief tied over her mouth, her brown eyes wide & fearful above the gag.
The leader smirked at their hostage as she strained against her bindings, then lowered the volume on the TV set, addressing his subordinates.
“It’s time to contact the family,” he said to the group of kidnappers. “Get the phone & camera set up…”
Lila giggled as her partner, Sam, zipped her into the soft, pink coral fleece sleepsack they’d ordered online, the fuzzy material brushing against her skin like a warm embrace. The straps tightened gently around her, securing her arms and legs, and the plush hood muffled the world outside, leaving only the sound of her own breathing. “You’re not getting out of this one easily,” Sam teased, stepping back to admire their handiwork, while Lila squirmed playfully, already plotting her escape from the cozy cocoon.
Very good! Sounds like a there is no escape in sight anytime soon.
Oh! And don't forget to put a catchy title to this short too! You can type the title above it
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Detective-Gag wrote: 2 days ago
“It’s been three days since wealthy socialite & heiress Penelope Featherstone went missing,” the female reporter said, airing their news broadcast through the television mounted in the corner of the room.
Most of the gangsters in the room paid little attention to the announcement; a few of them engrossed in a game of billiards, the others kicking back shots of whiskey & smoking cigars at the bar.
In the corner of the room was Penelope Featherstone…the young lady with raven hair had been secured to a chair with rope, a few strips of silver duct tape smoothed over her lips, and a white handkerchief tied over her mouth, her brown eyes wide & fearful above the gag.
The leader smirked at their hostage as she strained against her bindings, then lowered the volume on the TV set, addressing his subordinates.
“It’s time to contact the family,” he said to the group of kidnappers. “Get the phone & camera set up…”
I like this one! Very unique. Might wanna get some more rope just to make sure she is properly restrained...
I'm not sure exactly how I got into this predicament. The online ad said they need a man to be the "bad guy" for a women's defense class.
I volunteered and I let them teach how to escape holds and fight back using me as the attacker. Then they taught how to subdue somebody during a home invasion.
Now somehow I'm handcuffed, hogtied and gagged on the floor while the class decides what to do with me.
The two women stood over the two hogtied men, proud of their work. Their guy friends talked a lot of crap during their board game… so it was fitting to see them humbled. The men protested angrily into their gags - one man gagged with one of the woman’s sweaty socks taped into his mouth, the other man gagged with the other woman’s panties taped in his mouth. The men groaned loudly - seemingly competing over whose gag tasted worse. The women laughed and announced it was “time to play a new game…”
Jeffpa1967 wrote: 2 days ago
I'm not sure exactly how I got into this predicament. The online ad said they need a man to be the "bad guy" for a women's defense class.
I volunteered and I let them teach how to escape holds and fight back using me as the attacker. Then they taught how to subdue somebody during a home invasion.
Now somehow I'm handcuffed, hogtied and gagged on the floor while the class decides what to do with me.
guardian741 wrote: 1 day ago
The two women stood over the two hogtied men, proud of their work. Their guy friends talked a lot of crap during their board game… so it was fitting to see them humbled. The men protested angrily into their gags - one man gagged with one of the woman’s sweaty socks taped into his mouth, the other man gagged with the other woman’s panties taped in his mouth. The men groaned loudly - seemingly competing over whose gag tasted worse. The women laughed and announced it was “time to play a new game…”
Looks like they have a long night ahead of them haha good story
It was morning time about 9 am, a woman decides to go for a jog. She is wearing simple sports wear with tight black leggings. Suddenly she hears music from an ice cream truck, she turns around and sees it head toward her on the neighborhood street. She hears the back door open and shortly after a hand is tightly cupped over her mouth. She is dragged into the back of the truck, handcuffed, shackled and the ice cream man places a solid metal Scold's Bridle over her head, effectively silencing her. She is then stuffed in the freezer chest. The cold metal against her skin is too uncomfortable to squirm in. And her tongue is pressed into the spikes. It looks like the men plan to take her back to the factory to make a frozen treat of their own.
@thepinkasylum To be kidnapped by an icecream truck has to be the most fantastic thing ever whether they do nefarious things to you or not. Surrounded by icecream would be pure heaven. ICECREAM the true food of the Gods.
To tie you up is human, to tie you up and tickle you is divine. ME
WhereAmI wrote: 12 hours ago
@thepinkasylum To be kidnapped by an icecream truck has to be the most fantastic thing ever whether they do nefarious things to you or not. Surrounded by icecream would be pure heaven. ICECREAM the true food of the Gods.
cream truck has to be the most fantastic thing ever whether they do nefarious things to you or not. Surrounded by ice
cream would be pure heaven. ICEcream truck has to be the most fantastic thing ever whether they do nefarious things to you or not. Surrounded by ice
cream would be pure heaven. ICE
