Stories of Tie Up Games

It feels as if this wolf let’s call him like that until we find out his real name has been thoroughly briefed to prepare the ground for Erick to take over when he’s back.

I like how the wolf is completely dominant and treats Jake as if he is his own rightful sub...HOT!

Now it sounds like he could amuse himself utilizing Erick's gear next or he may wait for Erick himself to take over...or even better...they both take turns on Jake

Liking how comfortable the wolf is with using Jake! Jake needs to train that nose of his anyway!

bondagefreak wrote: 5 months ago

CHRONICLES OF A YOUNG SUB

THE BOI & THE ALPHA

CHAPTER 10 - HOMEWORK

Just got to chapter 10 of this story, and I’m loving it! It’s cool to see a dynamic that’s a bit different from what we usually get here on the forum—the start of a BDSM relationship. No kidnappings or messy drama. Just a good old-fashioned romance, two guys getting to know each other… that really caught my attention. And damn, I’m hooked. Erick has this natural dominant vibe, and Jake is so new to the BDSM world—it’ll be fun to see how this plays out. Also, judging by the pics Jake picked, seems like we’ve got a little guy with some very interesting kinks here… hehe. Can’t wait to see where this goes!

Tsuhaya wrote: 1 month ago Just got to chapter 10 of this story, and I’m loving it! It’s cool to see a dynamic that’s a bit different from what we usually get here on the forum—the start of a BDSM relationship. No kidnappings or messy drama. Just a good old-fashioned romance, two guys getting to know each other… that really caught my attention.

Hey Matthew. Welcome to the adventure! I'm stoked you decided to give this a go.

Thanks for your comment about the intro. I know it's really not everyone's cup of tea, and I know that roughly half my usual readers were put off/are choosing to skip this tale entirely, but I wanted to break from the routine and prioritise relatability over instant gratification. A number of readers who come here to only read about sockgags/bondage have privately and publicly expressed not being fans of this particular story arc, but I'm hoping fans of BDSM, romance and story immersion are beginning to feel that the outcome was well worth the wait.

Those who liked BOUND & GAGGED IN A SLEEPING BAG are almost certain to enjoy Jake's adventure.

Anyways, you're quickly approaching the more rousing bits. Be sure to keep us posted on your progress, and feel free to share with us how you voted on the story poll. Enjoy your reading, buddy! Thanks again for commenting.

Bradstick wrote: 1 month ago The continued asking for his name with the gag only to reply with this turned me on way more than I like to admit. I don’t know who this man is, but I am more than envious of Jake right now. I cannot wait for the next chapter!!!

Red86 wrote: 1 month ago "Well, that's a fucked up name." I got a really good chuckle out of this part. I love asking sub questions they can't answer when properly gagged. It's so fun when I make up own interpretation of what they are trying to say Even for those times the gag is less strict and I can make out just enough of what they are saying if I listen hard enough

Thanks for taking the time to share that with me, guys. It's a lot easier to know which buttons to press when readers share with me what does it for them. I'm glad that scene had the desired effect on you both

I really LOVE this one. I appreciate the romance stuff in the beginning of the story. The doubts of Jake, Erick's confidence...I cannot wait for the next chapter. I always read it wearing my owns leather gloves and smoking a cigarette. It's that kind of story for me.

Just found out that you finally continued the story, and damn, 3 new chapters in what? 5 days?

Gotta say, when Jake heard the sound of leather, I for sure thought it was Erick, even though it didn't make much sense, I though for sure that somehow just pranked him, so finding out that it was most definitely not the case was quite the surprise. But it does make sense that Erick would have someone to watch over Jake, especially for his first time.

The new dom you introduced seems very interesting, but just like Jake, I don't quite know whether I like him or not, while he's clearly dominant, the unpredictability and a complete lack of emotion that he's showing to Jake is both intriguing but it also makes him so hard to get a read on (which is good for the story though).

I do wonder if Erick would approve of the teasing that he did, but even though I'm sure Jake definitely felt an immense urge to get his release while he was at it, I'm glad he didn't give it to him, that's definitely something that Jake should get to do with Erick, not someone else, I figure that's probably also why he asked Jake whether he was with Erick like that before. But hey, it definitely made Jake's stay a lot more interesting.

The fact that he made Jake smell his shoe like that makes me think that Erick might've told him about what Jake wanted, at least partially, maybe it was just a coincidence, but what are the chances of that? If he does know that Jake is into it, I wonder if he'll make him experience his shoes some more, maybe even his feet? (definitely wouldn't mind seeing that).

Oh and @bondagefreak, I'd love to get a chance to see those videos for leather sounds, I wanted to drop you a DM, but I don't yet have 10 posts, so I couldn't. Not sure if you can DM me / if I can read it without having those 10 posts, if not, this is the 9th one, so I guess it shouldn't take long for me to get there. If you can DM me though, I'd really appreciate that.

As much as I’m staying on alert to defend Jake our no named babysitter seems to be behaving so far. I’m not going to retract my statement just yet but maybe I was a little hasty in my assessment of the situation

The internal struggle of: Do I want Wolf? Do I want Wolf to do this to me? Or do I want to be Wolf in this situation?

I'm liking Wolf more and more, even if I still think he's violating the spirit of Erick's request...

gag1195 wrote: 1 month ago ... even if I still think he's violating the spirit of Erick's request...

I don't know, what if Erick is well onboard and they are in cahoots?

Your statement made me ponder for a moment

socjuc wrote: 1 month ago

gag1195 wrote: 1 month ago ... even if I still think he's violating the spirit of Erick's request...

I don't know, what if Erick is well onboard and they are in cahoots?

Your statement made me ponder for a moment

I agree. Are they playing almost a good cop bad cop angle? The wolf, and the wolf in sheep's clothing?

Or this could all come crashing down and we find out that the wolf is not a dom, but a switch.

Serkros wrote: 1 month ago I really LOVE this one. I appreciate the romance stuff in the beginning of the story. The doubts of Jake, Erick's confidence...I cannot wait for the next chapter. I always read it wearing my owns leather gloves and smoking a cigarette. It's that kind of story for me.

Welcome to the adventure, buddy! I'm thrilled to hear you've been enjoying the ride and wearing your leather apparel whilst reading this! It might please you to know that the author is also known to do this on occasion As is tradition, I've added your name to the story tag list, that way you'll be notified as soon as the next chapter is posted. Hope you continue to enjoy the ride.

Love your profile photo, by the way. You wear your gear well. Very hot. Cheers!

socksniffer27 wrote: 1 month ago Just found out that you finally continued the story, and damn, 3 new chapters in what? 5 days?

Four new chapters, actually I'm glad you had fun bingeing your way through them. As for the Wolf, it appears you're not the only one who's undecided about what to make of him. It seems many of the readers - and Jake - also share the same ambivalence.

I unfortunately cannot message you. As explained in my earlier post, PM functions only unlock shortly after your account reaches its 10th post. It has been this way for some time now. The system automatically unlocks the PM feature roughly 30 minutes after an account has posted 10 times. You just need another post, and then you'll be able to PM me. You're almost there!

Either way, thanks for the detailed comment. I'm thrilled you're enjoying this as much as you seem to be. I look forward to hearing more from you as the adventure develops. Stay tuned!

Socksbound wrote: 1 month ago As much as I’m staying on alert to defend Jake our no named babysitter seems to be behaving so far. I’m not going to retract my statement just yet but maybe I was a little hasty in my assessment of the situation.

I don't think you were necessarily being hasty, boi. You went with the information you had at the time, and I think your misgivings about what's going on most certainly have merit. Jake has not consented to Wolf's ministrations, as rousing as they may be. I was happy to see you stepping up in Jake's defence, if only to point out the clear (or at least, perceived) lack of morals in Wolf's behaviour. Even from a purely non-narrative point of view, your intervention is pleasing, in that it hints at you feeling a connection to Jake and sympathy for what he's being put through. For an author, that's quite a compliment.

By contrast, not a single reader rose to Mark's defence in THE TWINK & THE JOCK (M+/M), most likely because, even though he hadn't consented to Brody's ministrations, his comeuppance felt wholly justified due to his participation in Sammy's torments. In other words, no sympathy for the wicked

Lol, cant wait for Erick's stuff

bondagefreak wrote: 1 month ago Four new chapters, actually I'm glad you had fun bingeing your way through them. As for the Wolf, it appears you're not the only one who's undecided about what to make of him. It seems many of the readers - and Jake - also share the same ambivalence.

I unfortunately cannot message you. As explained in my earlier post, PM functions only unlock shortly after your account reaches its 10th post. It has been this way for some time now. The system automatically unlocks the PM feature roughly 30 minutes after an account has posted 10 times. You just need another post, and then you'll be able to PM me. You're almost there!

Either way, thanks for the detailed comment. I'm thrilled you're enjoying this as much as you seem to be. I look forward to hearing more from you as the adventure develops. Stay tuned!

Ah, I figured it might not be possible before that, well, thanks for the reply though, and yeah, I'm definitely enjoying this story a lot. I also began reading the twink and the jock, but I only got to 3rd chapter so far, definitely seems interesting, very different dynamic from this story, but exciting for sure.

This should be my 10th comment then, so I'm guessing it should unlock a bit after posting it.

Slowly catching back up on this. I loved Jake's developing pleasure in finding himself completely alone and helpless, struggling against the ropes and trying to call for help around the gag. I know lots of people love socks and tape but I love the aesthetic of these big leather gags - something deliberately made to silence a captive.

The introduction of the babysitter is an interesting twist - another reminder of just how helpless and exposed Jake is. Will be interesting to see where this goes but really who wants somebody who comes in and immediately unties you!

Pup Wingletang wrote: 1 month ago I know lots of people love socks and tape but I love the aesthetic of these big leather gags - something deliberately made to silence a captive.

Welcome back, Pup! I know what you mean. I used to be very put off by such things in my earlier years. Over time, my opinion has softened and gradually shifted to the point where I too have learned to appreciate such gear. Socks always felt more raw and more personal, whereas dedicated gags always felt cold and somewhat impersonal. At least to me, they did.

I am still not a fan of ballgags, due to the drooling and limited effectiveness. But muzzles, stuffers, peckers and other dedicated apparel have grown on me. The coldness and severity of them is greatly offset by the fact that they can more easily be interpreted as correctional extensions of the "Master's will". In essence, becoming extremely personal - when used in the correct setting. They feel more deliberate, whereas socks & similar stuffings feel more improvised and suitable for humiliation and/or horseplay. Both can be highly erotic, depending on the circumstances surrounding their use.


I will also not hide the fact that I've grown weary of socks/underwear gags being overused. For a number of years now, I've been slowing the frequency of such gags, specifically for the purpose of keeping them hot and special. Many of your fellow readers will fiercely disagree with this, but the more frequently they feature, the less special they become. Eventually, they're so commonplace that it becomes numbing. I've learned to ration them in the hopes of preventing that from happening.

Finally, as much as I enjoy sock/underwear gags and the like, they simply are not realistic in every setting. Believability is a big thing for me, and lack of it is a huge dealbreaker. Lack of believability = instant turn off for me.

Having said that, I feel it makes perfect sense for Erick to be highly reticent about using his own socks as gags. I'm not saying it won't happen. Only that it wouldn't make any sense at this point in the story.

Anyways, apology for the rant. All that to say that I've grown to appreciate what you see in dedicated gear. In any case, have fun catching up! We're getting another chapter a bit later today.

YAY, another chapter a bit later today, YAY. I hope Jake is ready for it and that he hasn't pissed himself yet.

The wolf left the room only a few minutes after relieving himself of his stinky boots, allowing only the creaking of his noisy garb to warn me of ensuing visits. Time and again, he came back to check on me, probably bored out of his mind and at a loss for what else to do. His harsh gaze did not falter, nor did his expression even once betray sympathy.

Even after our previous exchanges – if you can call it that – his mind seemingly hovered between open disapproval and grudging acceptance. The feeling was mutual, for I too had not decided what to make of him yet.



My nervous eyes fearfully followed his slow approach. I saw his sheening fingers menacingly reach down to take hold of my chin. His downcast gaze scanned me - coldly, as though silently assessing my worth. I was again caught off guard when an unexpected glimmer of perceived mercy finally left his stubble-framed mouth.

"You thirsty, boy?" he asked, to which I could not stop myself from meekly nodding yes. Truth be told, it wasn't so much a case of me needing to drink as it was about me wanting relief from the damnable pecker. Thirst hadn't even once crossed my mind.

At any rate, the leathery stud took note of my response, but then simply let go of my chin and walked away without saying so much as a word. For a moment, I legitimately thought his feigned concern had been just that – another display of mock-sympathy designed to hammer home my helplessness. His unpredictability shattered my assumptions again.


My hopes for leniency were suddenly reignited when he made a prompt reappearance, this time with a tall glass of cold water and a stern warning on his lips. "I'll take the gag out, but you'll keep your mouth shut unless I tell you to speak. Got it?" he warned, his throaty voice ringing heavy in my ears and the firm grip of his gloved fingers on my scalp leaving little doubt as to the seriousness of his words.

I nodded in understanding, but still, the wolf wasn't satisfied.
"Got it?!" he angrily growled, this time furrowing his brow as though fully expecting some sort of verbal response.

I gave another nervous nod before offering up a muffled "Ymmphh phhh." That apparently did the trick.

"ONE unauthorised peep and I swear you'll be getting a worse gag. Or better yet, I'll feed you one of my socks." the blond man threatened, adding weight to his spoken words by raising a leg up and planting the heel of his foot down atop the duvet-covered mattress, not far from where my face was resting.

I gazed at the underside of his large foot. The shoddy sock stretched atop it carried not only the telltale discolouration that came with substantial overuse, but its fabric had thinned considerably at the heel, and a pair of small holes had formed near the base of his pinky toe. In other words, a stark contrast to the austere garb adorning the rest of his body.

Fear overtook my features. I did not, for the life of me, want that thing anywhere near my face - let alone in my mouth!



The ominous wolf held my head by the hair, forcing me to take in the sight of his crummy-looking foot for several seconds before finally climbing onto the bed and positioning himself next to my sausaged frame. The thick leather adorning his arms and hands creaked as he fiddled with the hefty gag and began undoing the front buckle strap.

"Quiet." came the sound of his gruff warning – a final reminder that grimmer things awaited should I choose to show defiance.


The intrusive pecker was pulled out, briefly causing me to sputter and start panting through parted lips. An unspeakable relief washed over me. Finally, I could flex my jaw and move my tongue around, and perhaps more importantly, I could actually get air into my lungs without having to struggle for every breath.

The wolf allowed me a few seconds to recover silently before scooping the back of my head up – not tenderly, but not harshly either – and bringing the glass of cold liquid down to my slightly trembling lips.

"Drink." came his curt, no-nonsense order. I did, all the while making sure to keep my gaze respectfully averted and fixed onto his sheening leather-clad palm. *GULP. GULP. GULP.*


My captor's deep voice briefly rose up to break the silence as I slowly quenched myself on the soothing liquid. His voice was still hoarse and gravelly, but his tone was noticeably more relaxed than it had been before. "You're lucky, boy. Erick went real easy on you with that gag." he spoke, still holding the tilted glass to my mouth. "I don't know if he showed you the rest of his gear yet, but if you're having that much trouble with the pecker, you're gonna shit yourself scared when he pulls out his more serious stuff." he went on, speaking in a tone that betrayed neither lies nor fanciful theatrics.

The half-empty glass was gently pulled away, and the stubble-jawed wolf's apparel groaned as he moved to place the cool receptacle onto the convenient bedside table. Then he just sat there, looming atop me; watching, contemplating...deciding.

"Be still. Stay quiet." he warned, cupping the underside of a gloved palm around the back of my dome, before moving his other hand down and assertively touching my face.

I remained perfectly still and silent even as gleaming black fingers began intrusively probing my lips. The smell of his gloved palm grew thick in my nose. His intrusions grew more daring by the second, but still, I said nothing. All I could do was lie there; my arms pinned at my sides, my rigid cock left throbbing with need even as creaking fingers demanded entry into my mouth.

The wolf subjected my cavity to what can only be described as the most thorough of oral inspections. He spent minutes silently assessing my mouth, stretching my lips apart, seeing how much – and how many – of his gloved fingers I could take before my gag reflex kicked in. I received no explanation for the erotic inspection. Only an assessing stare and the unspoken promise of dire consequences should I let my compliance falter.

I sucked on his fingers - shyly, but obediently. Still, the menacing stud said nothing. He simply tested, assessed and studied.


I was admittedly quite alarmed when those same probing fingers eventually removed themselves from my lips and began pressing into my cheeks. He wanted me to open my mouth, so I did. A swift motion of his free hand saw his black sports cap turned backwards, and then his face lowered itself - lower and lower, till it sat mere inches from mine.

I thought he was going to kiss me or force his tongue into my mouth. I whimpered, part excitement and part opposition. The wolf didn't kiss me, though. He brought his mouth directly atop mine, and then conjured up a giant gob of saliva before violently launching it downwards. His hot spit landed at the back of my cavity, generously coating my tongue, throat and palate. I was paralysed. Shocked. I didn't know whether to cry out, beg him to stop or ask for more.


The wolf didn't wait for my non-verbal response. He lowered his face again, conjured up another heavy gob and flung it into the back of my mouth - this time following it up by giving my balls a light tap and ordering me to swallow.

I obeyed – my mind torn somewhere between willful compliance and a deep feeling of disgust. Disgust and self-loathing.

How low would I stoop? How filthy would I become? I was grossed out, not by the alluring wolf's saliva, but by what I'd become. Or rather, what I was allowing myself to become. I derived a strange satisfaction from the spectacle of my own degradation. That, in itself, was unforgivable.


My captor probed my cavity for several more minutes, regularly firing thick gobs of hot saliva into my mouth. Then he reached for the dreaded pecker and wordlessly began pushing it into my saliva-drenched cavity. A cavity drenched in his saliva.

Creaking leather filled my ears as the hefty gag was fastened tight and securely buckled up. I took the giant pecker like a champ – my cheeks and his saliva sprawled tightly around it. The unwelcome tapping of my balls forced a muffled yelp to escape my throat. Then the leathered stud left – rewarding me with a half-smirk and an unexpected hair ruffle before leaving me to cope with the big saliva-coated intrusion. Approval perhaps?


I dozed off like that, sucking on my hefty gag, lost in my own thoughts, but above all else, longing for my burly host's return. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of waiting, the sound of a low rumble echoed outside the house. Erick's Jeep.

A living, semi moving human spitoon. What will they invent next?

Jake's in big trouble with the Wolf there, perhaps we need to mount a "Save Jake's Ass" campaign an bag us a Trophy Wolf as a prize.

I must remember this is how to treat my Subservient Slave Liam.

Oral inspection with gloved hand is a must. I literally cannot wait until the next chapter. Thanks for the "quote" and your kind response. My leather gloves will still be on whenever I read this story.

A bit surprised that Wolf didn't have Jake do some full glove worshipping during his prodding, but I guess that can always come later!

I've been a bit delayed due to this story not really catching my eye as much, but like with all your stories; it's well written with phenomenal use of character development and world-building. You've done an excellent job at conveying Jake's plight here

Ugh why did you have to make him so HOTTTTT! I absolutely love this new character. I am excited for Eric to return. I am hoping for some conservative between the two as Jake is forced to lie there ignored lol

Another hot chapter, you are on fire @bondagefreak !

I was quite surprised to see that the Wolf showed some sympathy and removed Jake's gag... On the other hand, he did this on a purpose; his fingers inspecting his victim's mouth and then spitting into it was insanely hot...

I really wonder what kind of gags Erick has in store for Jake... If the pecker was bad, what else does he have??