Stories of Tie Up Games

Sorry for so much context. I feel like it's a little needed to understand how the experience ends up the way it does. But scroll down to skip it and I'll put in all caps where the tie up starts.

I've previously written about a neighborhood girl I met and had my first tie up session with during a big game of manhunt in the summer and wanted to expand to the next time she bound me up and started stirring up my feelings for her... or at least for her ways.

We were in some of the same 6th grade classes that year so we started to hang out more. She was very much into her new yellow converse sneakers and loved to learn we had both been wearing them throughout childhood and even more so that both our moms thought our old pairs were cute enough to hang on to. I liked my red converse a lot but they were still just sneakers to me and thought my mom keeping my old pairs was just silly mom stuff.

Well after a couple weeks of chatting in school and hanging out after school she invites me over Friday night. I say sure and ask what we'll do? She says she really wants me to see all her old converse sneakers! I think that's funny but oblige because I do enjoy that we both wear them. I suggest we can watch a movie after that but also say the only thing I will watch is the Lord of the Rings: Return of the King dvd with bonus footage I got that summer. She's a little disappointed because she's already seen the movie despite having not seen the extra footage, but I say it's fair because she wants to show me her converse collection. She agrees to watch it, but only if I bring my favorite pairs of my old converse too because she wants to imagine how cute I was. I say fineee, annoyed that she's going to make me reveal silly things from my childhood.

Friday comes and I have to go through some attic and basement boxes to find my old sneakers. I find some pairs with dinosaurs on them that I did really like and take those with some random others and my precious dvd. My mom drops me off and wants to meet her parents but only her grandmother (who lives with them) is home and is babysitting so my mom meets her. We have a early rushed pizza dinner with her grandma before fleeing to the basement. She has a big trunk filled with all her old variously sized and colored converse sneakers waiting for us. She grabs two armfuls and hugs them all. I laugh at her but she starts showing me all the old pairs she loved and I share my old favorite pairs and I'm having more fun than I thought I would! Then she finds a well used pink pair and declares "These smell the best!" and takes a big whiff of one of the dirty sneakers. I'm a little shocked and grossed out, but she offers it to me like it's normal. I decline and start getting the movie ready. She asks if she can smell my old ones and I tell her to knock herself out and she does! I think to myself, I guess people like all different kinds of smells so whatever.

As the beginning credits start to roll she asks, "Hey is this the one where that guy faces that big spider and ends up all wrapped up?" I tell her yes, and that's Frodo she's talking about! She says, "Wouldn't it be fun if you watched the movie like you were Frodo?" I think I know what she's getting at, but am still a little too shy so I joke, "And you'll be the spider??", but surprisingly she responds, "Yeah!!" I start to remember more of when she had me tied up over the summer in manhunt and thought it was kind of fun (previously shared story post). I start coming up with some excuses feeling a little nervous about it, but also the movie is starting so I feel the pressure of just wanting to watch too. "What about your grandmother?" "What will you wrap me up with?" "You don't have a stinger to be a spider!" She quickly tells me that her grandmother doesn't come down in the basement cause of her cane, and that she can at least tie my shoes together and tie some more converse over my hands and that there's probably some other stuff in the basement we could use. And no she doesn't have a stinger, but she thinks she's got a good idea for that... Seeing the movie start I just say fine! but lets get going and she squeals in excitement.

TIE UP GAMES BEGIN

We put me on a part of the basement couch that reclines and she starts unlacing my red converse and looping the laces around through each other before tightly tying them together. She goes over to her trunk of converse and comes back with an old extra high pair that she starts putting over my hands. They go well past my wrist and up my forearm some and I start to feel like I might really be feeling like Frodo soon. She tightens the laces and I feel the sneakers constrict around my hands and arms. Then she laces them back and forth through my belt loops and I soon realize my feet are pretty stuck together and my arms don't move much from my sides. She looks me over unconvinced and then turns around into her basement. I say "More?! The movie's started!" but she ignores me. From the other side of the basement she comes back with a lot of bungee cords and starts wrapping them over my legs and under the recliner and across my front and over the back of the seat. More and more bungee cords and soon I am feeling quite stuck to this sofa! And secretly I'm finding I really like it...

While she's fixing one of the last of her bungee cord stash her face lights up and she gasps! I ask her what's wrong!? She dawns an evil smirk and tells me, "I'm going to be an evil converse spider... and I've got you in my web!" I ask "what's that mean?!?!" She goes to her trunk of old converse and comes back with two arms full and dumps them on me. From that alone I can already smell the used canvas and rubber on top of me, but I don't hate it like I thought I would... She starts lacing more and more of them to my limbs and around me. Some shy part of me is starting to enjoy the predicament I've found myself in, the other part of me pleads, "Cmonnn can we just watch the movie??" She defiantly says, "Nope! You agreed! now the converse spider is going to have its way with you....." For a while she kept tying more and more of both our converse to me, eventually she just left the rest to lie on my tied up form, having emptied her trunk. I could only see certain parts of my body underneath. More I was just surprised how many converse she had.

I was starting to love it more and more. I'd feign struggling and feel the weight of the converse on top of me. I legitimately didn't think I'd be able to escape this on my own. That thought made me a little scared even. She turned away from me and all seemed done. Then she said with a sinister voice. "You said I didn't have a stinger, but the converse spider has quite a powerful way to ensnare the senses of her prey." She turned towards me and started bringing her favorite smelly pink converse towards my head, then my mouth! I kept my mouth shut, and tried to thrash my head away. This was gross! but she tickled me and got my mouth to open and the rubber toe cap went on in. I felt her wrap some laces around the back of my head and they tied and tightened. I couldn't get it out! It took a second to get past the grossness when I realized they just tasted like rubber. Then my brain started to understand how deep in I was in this. and I LOVED IT. Before I could even really think she turned back around again and said, "Oh yeah, the stinger is kind of like a two part thing." And her other smelly pink converse sneaker came quickly to my face and over my nose. Once again, although initially put off, I knew there was not much I could do. More laces wrapped over my head and my transformation into converse spider prey was complete. I found myself way more excited than I expected and that led to me needing to take longer breaths through my nose and her sneaker. I wasn't grossed out any more. I was happy to be taking in the scent of used canvas and rubber. It all just created a feedback loop over converse and my being tied up that I loved. She saw me squirm some in delight and teased, "I can see the spider sting is taking effect!" I felt content to be left like this forever.

I spent the rest of the movie like that, with her on one side of me, half cuddling my bound form, half cuddling the converse covering me. Or she'd lay back and put her yellow converse in my lap or by my head. She'd play with the converse some and liked to watch me squirm. At one point she fell asleep and I got so intensely worried when I found out I actually could not get out of all this, but thankfully I got her to wake up. We didn't pay much attention to the 4 hour movie or whatever it was, our attention was stolen by our game. I would definitely never look at converse, especially her converse, the same way.

Once the movie was over and we were running out of time before I was picked up, she undid everything and teased, "I think someone liked being stung by the converse spider..." I felt my face heat up. Then she said with a grin, "I don't know if I've even seen the other movies, if you'd want to watch them sometime?"

I love your story.

I particularly like you're having such a specific fetish for Converse sneakers. I don't share this fetish, but I share with you having a specific fetish that, like in your case, arise all my senses: touch, smell, taste, etc.

Paris_bondage wrote: 3 weeks ago I love your story.

I particularly like you're having such a specific fetish for Converse sneakers. I don't share this fetish, but I share with you having a specific fetish that, like in your case, arise all my senses: touch, smell, taste, etc.

Thanks for the kind words! I’m glad it resonated with you.

This story was definitely a kind of awakening. I’m pretty sure over that weekend I went through my whole house looking for my old converse pairs my mom had kept to see if they smelled, tasted, and felt good like this girl’s did. And they did

I only remember one wool sweater in my life that I really loved and of course it was one my mom sewed an embroidered converse patch onto. After that it was a favorite during colder months. Especially combined with wearing my favorite shoes lol.

Thanks for this cute little story @redconverse Perhaps I'll convince my wife to tie me up during our next LOTR marathon viewing

While I don't share your fetish of Converse sneakers, I do remember that I did like their rubber-"smell" as a kid. What resonates for me, much as @Paris_bondage mentions that stimulates all our senses. In my case, that would be tights and leather/canvas ballet flats. Make me wonder how important smell is in developing fetishes.

Wow, fantastic story, @redconverse! Where were kids like this when I was that age???

This was interesting to read because it shows that kinks (though they may not be identified or called that yet) can show up at almost any age, and for any reason (or no reason) whatsoever.

You may have mentioned it in other posts, but do you know where she is now or keep up with her at all? I love how forward and sure of herself she was with you! Maybe that was just her personality, maybe it was the trust she had with you…maybe a bit of both. Either way, this was a really fun and well-told story, and I’d love to hear more of your adventures.

Thanks for sharing!

tiedinbluetights wrote: 3 weeks ago Thanks for this cute little story @redconverse Perhaps I'll convince my wife to tie me up during our next LOTR marathon viewing

While I don't share your fetish of Converse sneakers, I do remember that I did like their rubber-"smell" as a kid. What resonates for me, much as @Paris_bondage mentions that stimulates all our senses. In my case, that would be tights and leather/canvas ballet flats. Make me wonder how important smell is in developing fetishes.

Definitely would recommend tie ups during a 4 hour movie. Not what I expected when we started but so happy it did!
The smell definitely became pretty important for me. Every time I saw her in her converse from then that was certainly a part of what came to mind. Honestly even today, some pairs' smell brings back nostalgia to the variety of times I was "coerced" to smell her converse.

copperfox wrote: 3 weeks ago Wow, fantastic story, @redconverse! Where were kids like this when I was that age???

This was interesting to read because it shows that kinks (though they may not be identified or called that yet) can show up at almost any age, and for any reason (or no reason) whatsoever.

You may have mentioned it in other posts, but do you know where she is now or keep up with her at all? I love how forward and sure of herself she was with you! Maybe that was just her personality, maybe it was the trust she had with you…maybe a bit of both. Either way, this was a really fun and well-told story, and I’d love to hear more of your adventures.

Thanks for sharing!

I wouldn't know how unique these childhood experiences were, but I do feel lucky!

Like I mentioned in the story, both her and I had spent our childhoods in converse. She was definitely already quite "attached" to converse as she was very into having all her old ones she grew out of and I was more embarrassed of mine because it just felt like little kid stuff my mom held onto. Fair to say we were more on the same page after her antics.

I haven't kept up with her at all recently. I could probably find her on social media, but I don't have much for socials myself. We drifted later in high school and went to different colleges.

I definitely benefitted from her forwardness cause I was fairly shy at that age. It was absolutely her personality, but she also trusted I wasn't about to blab about our games.

Glad you liked the story! Definitely have more stories for everyone and some adult ones I'll get around to writing in the future!