JenJen : 01 - First Time (f/f)
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01 - First Time
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By JenJen
Monday, February 6th 2006 - 12:39:02 AM
First Time
Hello everyone, my name is Jen. I'm a 19 year old college freshman. I enjoy bondage occasionally with my boyfriend, as a way to spice things up. My experiences with him are inappropriate for this site, however. I do have a lot stories I can share from earlier in my life tho.
The bulk of my tie up game experiences were my high school years, age 15-18. When I was a freshman in high school, I met a girl named Sarah on the soccer team. I was new in town, so she introduced me to some of her friends. I soon found out they played tie up games all the time. It was usually just us girls who played, we rarely included any boys. The games were not sexual, for me anyway, and I don't think they were for them either. It was just a fun way to spend an afternoon or weekend. I will post about these experiences soon.
In the effort of keeping my stories in order, I will post my first experiences first, as I remember them. My first time I got really tied up, I was around 8 years old. My parents would often go out on nights and weekends, so they left me with her friend's daughter, Maria. She was in 8th grade I believe.
I loved when Maria would babysit me. She was the only girl who wasn't my age or an adult that I knew. As a result, I looked up to her and wanted to be just like her. She was really nice, and would play games or watch movies with me.
I remember one particular time she was trying to do her homework, and I kept bugging her to play a game with me. I was bored and annoying her on purpose so she would give me attention. Suddenly she blurted out "What do I have to tie and gag you to get some peace and quiet?!" This intrigued me. I had never been tied up before, but I saw it on cartoons and TV shows all the time, and it seemed exciting. I didn't really think she would do it, and ignored her threat. Eventually she got fed up, shouted "That's it, wait here!" and stormed out of the living room toward her room. I just stood there waiting, wondering what she was doing.
When she returned, she had a bundle of belts and scarves in her hand. She dumped it all on the couch and called me over. I walked over nervously, a bit excited she was actually going to tie me up. She tied my hands securely behind my back with a pair of pantyhose, and pushed me onto the couch. Then she strapped my ankles together with a leather belt. Next she cleave gagged me with a scarf. "That should hold ya." she said, and went into the kitchen to finish her homework, leaving me to struggle on the couch.
I rolled around and struggled with my hands for a bit, enjoying the feeling of being tied up. I couldn't slip my hands out or untie the knot. I was able to unbuckle the belt around my ankles with a bit of work, however. After a bit of rubbing my face against the couch, I got the gag to fall loose around my neck as well. I proudly strutted into the kitchen with my hands still bound showing off that I had escaped. Maria just said "I guess I was too nice", and started untying my wrists. I thought we were done, and was a bit disappointed. She surprised me by sitting me in one of the tall backed kitchen chairs, and retying my wrists through the middle bar in the back. She put my gag back on, tightening it a bit. Maria left the room and came back with the rest of the stuff from the living room. She used two long scarves to tie each of my feet to the legs of the chair separately. Then she strapped my waist to the back of the chair with the leather belt, buckling it in front, away from my hands. She finished the tie with a bath robe belt around my chest and the chair, pinning me further against it. I struggled for awhile but could not get out. So I had to sit still and watch her do her homework, giggling and trying to talk through my gag. When she finished, she untied me and we watched TV together.
This became our routine. Every time she babysat me she would tie me up while she did her homework, and released me when she finished. One time she had an important report to do, so I was gagged and tied up on the couch at my wrists, arms, thighs, knees, and ankles for almost the whole night. She would vary the tie each time. Sometimes I was chair tied, sometimes tied to the bed, or in the closet, or in what I later learned was a called a hogtie. Sometimes I was blindfolded, and I was always gagged. I always tried my best to escape, being proud when I succeeded. When I did manage to escape (which was rare), I'd run back to her and gloat and she would tie me tighter until she finished.
I asked her a number of times if I could tie her up, but she always refused. Eventually I grew older and didn't need a babysitter anymore. I didn't have any good tie up experiences for awhile after that.
That's all for now. I will post some of my high school stories soon. Take care.
JenJen
US
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01 - First Time
Story index at the bottom
By JenJen
Monday, February 6th 2006 - 12:39:02 AM
First Time
Hello everyone, my name is Jen. I'm a 19 year old college freshman. I enjoy bondage occasionally with my boyfriend, as a way to spice things up. My experiences with him are inappropriate for this site, however. I do have a lot stories I can share from earlier in my life tho.
The bulk of my tie up game experiences were my high school years, age 15-18. When I was a freshman in high school, I met a girl named Sarah on the soccer team. I was new in town, so she introduced me to some of her friends. I soon found out they played tie up games all the time. It was usually just us girls who played, we rarely included any boys. The games were not sexual, for me anyway, and I don't think they were for them either. It was just a fun way to spend an afternoon or weekend. I will post about these experiences soon.
In the effort of keeping my stories in order, I will post my first experiences first, as I remember them. My first time I got really tied up, I was around 8 years old. My parents would often go out on nights and weekends, so they left me with her friend's daughter, Maria. She was in 8th grade I believe.
I loved when Maria would babysit me. She was the only girl who wasn't my age or an adult that I knew. As a result, I looked up to her and wanted to be just like her. She was really nice, and would play games or watch movies with me.
I remember one particular time she was trying to do her homework, and I kept bugging her to play a game with me. I was bored and annoying her on purpose so she would give me attention. Suddenly she blurted out "What do I have to tie and gag you to get some peace and quiet?!" This intrigued me. I had never been tied up before, but I saw it on cartoons and TV shows all the time, and it seemed exciting. I didn't really think she would do it, and ignored her threat. Eventually she got fed up, shouted "That's it, wait here!" and stormed out of the living room toward her room. I just stood there waiting, wondering what she was doing.
When she returned, she had a bundle of belts and scarves in her hand. She dumped it all on the couch and called me over. I walked over nervously, a bit excited she was actually going to tie me up. She tied my hands securely behind my back with a pair of pantyhose, and pushed me onto the couch. Then she strapped my ankles together with a leather belt. Next she cleave gagged me with a scarf. "That should hold ya." she said, and went into the kitchen to finish her homework, leaving me to struggle on the couch.
I rolled around and struggled with my hands for a bit, enjoying the feeling of being tied up. I couldn't slip my hands out or untie the knot. I was able to unbuckle the belt around my ankles with a bit of work, however. After a bit of rubbing my face against the couch, I got the gag to fall loose around my neck as well. I proudly strutted into the kitchen with my hands still bound showing off that I had escaped. Maria just said "I guess I was too nice", and started untying my wrists. I thought we were done, and was a bit disappointed. She surprised me by sitting me in one of the tall backed kitchen chairs, and retying my wrists through the middle bar in the back. She put my gag back on, tightening it a bit. Maria left the room and came back with the rest of the stuff from the living room. She used two long scarves to tie each of my feet to the legs of the chair separately. Then she strapped my waist to the back of the chair with the leather belt, buckling it in front, away from my hands. She finished the tie with a bath robe belt around my chest and the chair, pinning me further against it. I struggled for awhile but could not get out. So I had to sit still and watch her do her homework, giggling and trying to talk through my gag. When she finished, she untied me and we watched TV together.
This became our routine. Every time she babysat me she would tie me up while she did her homework, and released me when she finished. One time she had an important report to do, so I was gagged and tied up on the couch at my wrists, arms, thighs, knees, and ankles for almost the whole night. She would vary the tie each time. Sometimes I was chair tied, sometimes tied to the bed, or in the closet, or in what I later learned was a called a hogtie. Sometimes I was blindfolded, and I was always gagged. I always tried my best to escape, being proud when I succeeded. When I did manage to escape (which was rare), I'd run back to her and gloat and she would tie me tighter until she finished.
I asked her a number of times if I could tie her up, but she always refused. Eventually I grew older and didn't need a babysitter anymore. I didn't have any good tie up experiences for awhile after that.
That's all for now. I will post some of my high school stories soon. Take care.
JenJen
US
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JenJen's stories
- 01 - First Time (f/f)
- 02 - Learning the Hard Way (fff/ff)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section