Birthday Bondage Besties

When you turn 26, you may begin to think about your future. How is your job? Do you even have a job? Are you living alone, or with someone like roommates or even your parents? Stuff like that. I get those questions from time to time, mainly questions about my love life or about where my life is going through my career. It’s never easy to answer, not because the answer is hard, but because it’s not something I care much about.

Personally, I feel like I have my life pretty together. I have a well paying career, I am respected in my work space, I have a place to live and spend my money well. The only thing I can never really pinpoint is a romantic relationship. Luckily, I am still somewhat young and don’t need to stress too much, I know I will find my person, whoever they are. There are some elements to my life that I don’t share. I can’t exactly tell my coworkers and family that I moonlight as a bondage escort and get paid by both the experience and the writing I do. 

The worst is phone calls. Do you know how hard it is to explain why you missed someone’s call, because you were literally tied up and gagged and couldn't answer the phone laying right in front of you, all without telling them that? Bondage is taboo, and kink is something that isn't going to be so easily accepted. Explaining things is hard, especially when you live a life that almost feels imaginary or too ludicrous to believe. Don’t get me wrong, I am blessed to have such a kink-filled life, but it is an absolute pain to keep a secret.

For example, how on Earth do I tell my parents at a family dinner that I did not spend my birthday hanging out with friends but instead, tell them that I lured my friends to my apartment one by one so I could abduct and capture them for my own twisted birthday party? I can’t exactly go into detail how I studied and planned for each person, focusing on the right moment and style needed to successfully subdue them, in an attempt to keep them hostage for my own purposes. Just me and four of my friends, all tied up and kept as my own personal presents for the day.

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Let’s jump right into it. My birthday was on a Saturday, the 24th of May, which is an excellent time for a birthday. Summer is basically here, people have the day off, and it’s easy to make time for a party during this season. I was able to successfully invite Mia, Sam, Miley, and Avery. Lily, our Gyaru friend, was planning on coming, but had work conflicts that popped up, forcing her to give me an IOU for my birthday. The turnout was pretty good, and the plan was ready to be put in motion. 

Firstly, I needed the girls (plus Avery) to arrive one by one. My first obstacle was getting Mia and Miley to arrive separately, as they lived together and often drove in the same car. I knew that Mia would be a risky venture and would definitely use my birthday as an excuse to tie me up. She was my biggest threat. I thought about how I could convince Miley to help me subdue Mia, but that would be hard to explain or keep secret. I needed them to drive separately and I needed Mia to be first, she had to be taken care of and neutralized before anyone else. The rest would be easy if I was quick and coordinated. 

I told the girls separately to arrive at different times. I explained to Mia that I needed her help setting up since she had the most decorative mindset. (She’s an interior designer!). Mia took the bait and she’d arrive two hours before Miley. Sam would be after her and Avery last. Avery would be the easiest because they behave the most submissively around me. Avery knows their place and won’t fight back. The others will. I got everything ready to effectively capture them.

Mia was anticipated to arrive around 1pm. I got everything ready and even dressed to make sure I could hold an advantage over her. I wore a white body forming spaghetti strap tank top with LOTS of cleavage and red booty shorts. I wore plain white socks with the sole purpose of removing them upon my capture of Mia. I placed some tape, already pre-peeled in some areas around the apartment, just so I had something nearby, depending on where I striked. I also bought some handcuffs, the intent was to be able to cuff them as fast as possible, which would remove the threat of an easy escape. 

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Mia arrived and my heart started to pound. This had to go well. I had to succeed otherwise this would feel like a colossal waste. Mia knocked on my door and I opened it, ushering her in. Mia was as rowdy and happy as usual. She wore jean shorts, black sneakers, and a black shirt to match. Her shirt collar was pretty loose and I could see her black bra strap sticking out over her right shoulder. “Happy birthday girly!” She said as she took her shoes off and made her way to my kitchen counter. We did actually set up my apartment with some light decorations and snacks, with the anticipation of the party. Mia was generally distracted, focused on hanging a streamer in my living room to notice I was standing behind her, pretending to be observing her work.

She stepped down off a step stool to admire her work. She put her hands on her hips and I knew that this might be the best chance I have. I quickly rushed up behind her, grabbing her wrists and cuffing them behind her back. I then quickly placed my hand over her mouth, using my other hand to secure her shoulders. She was confused and startled, clearly struggling and fighting me. I pulled her over to a desk with some silver PVC tape and told her to shut her mouth. She became a bit more angry than I thought and I was a bit scared now. I took my socks off and bundled them, still holding her mouth with my free hand, before shoving them into her mouth and wrapping the tape around her mouth, muffling her grunts. 

I laid her on the carpet in my living room and stranded her. She was now on her back, facing up at me, with an angry look in her eye. Her hair was caught in the tape, and she was now breathing heavily through her nose, trying to catch her breath. I explained to her that I had different plans for my birthday and that she needed to behave otherwise she was being a bad friend. She audibly whined through her gag at the comment. It was a bit harsh, but I needed all the advantage I could get over her. I noticed her shirt was actually quite old and had painting stain marks in certain places. I gave her a look that screamed ‘did you really wear a gross shirt to my birthday party?’ She tried to rationalize herself through her gag, but I wasn’t having it, not like I could hear her anyway. 

I ripped her shirt off, offering her one of mine she could have in the morning. Her eyes grew wide at the word ‘morning’ but she had no way to stop what had been put into motion now. I taped her all over, even going as far as to remove her cuffs to apply tape to her wrists. I even taped her fingers into fists so she couldn’t free herself with her fingers or nails. Once she was fully taped up, I dragged her by the feet into my bedroom and deeper into my closet. I laid her on her stomach and bent her knees towards her back, taping her into a hogtie. She was still noisy, so I added some cloth OTM and OTN gags, finally getting her quiet. I told her to be quiet and stay put, before I closed the doors on her, sealing her in the dark as she protested and pleaded to be released.

One down, three to go.

Miley was next, and once again, I set things up to make this capture an easy one. Miley works out and she’s a little taller than me, so I needed to use strength and surprise to subdue her. An hour passed quickly and Miley arrived. She came in, asking if Mia had arrived already. I explained that Mia wanted to go to a nearby grocery store to grab some extra things, which was just believable enough to trick her. Miley set her things down and started picking at the snacks Mia and I had set out. We sat and chatted for a few minutes, silently panicking about the tied up Mia just a few feet away, probably squirming and yelling through her thick gag. I wondered if she was trying to warm Miley or just yell at me. Probably a combination of both.

Miley eventually went back for the snacks and I decided it was now or never. I jumped behind Miley and pulled her wrist behind her back, quickly clicking the cuffs and her wrists. “What the fuck are you doing Steph!?” She yelled, wildly squirming and pulling away from me. I tackled her to the ground, straddling her, this time on her back. I once again explained to Miley that I wanted a sleep over for my birthday with some exceptions. Miley was about to start complaining, so I pressed my hand against her mouth, creating another temporary hand gag.

Miley was not going down too easily and nearly knocked me off a few times, so I shoved some fabric I had in my pockets into her mouth, sealing it in with a large black ball gag I had in a nearby coffee table drawer. I then began taping her heavily to keep her from escaping easily. I again, taped her fingers into fists and began dragging her to my bedroom. I suppose I should describe her outfit. Miley was wearing a really pretty pink dress to be cute for my birthday. I'm glad I didn’t use duct tape on her, so that her dress wouldn’t get ruined. Once she was fully tied up, she became much more docile and calm, clearly catching her breath from struggling. I promised to untie her and Mia soon, and her eyes went wide. I opened the closet doors to reveal a worn out and heavily taped Mia. Both of the girls were surprised to see one another as I dragged Miley inside. I decided to put a collar on Miley and leash her to a nearby bar in my closet. Once she was secured, I promised them I’d return as I then sealed the two in with one another.

Halfway there now. Mia was hogtied and Miley was tied normally, so hopefully they'd get comfy and not try anything stupid. Mia was probably a bit upset I went easier on Miley, but I kinda knew Miley would give up once she knew she was beat. Having two girls tied up in my closet was definitely thrilling and a little scary. I wanted to check on them and take care of them, but I knew I had to focus and prepare for the next capture. 

I paced in my living room for a while, anxiously waiting for Sam to show up. Sam can be quite late or extremely early to things, and it looked like things were leaning toward her showing up late. This was not good because Avery is very punctual. I can’t have an overlap because that might make things difficult. Maybe I have Sam help me tie Avery or maybe the other way around? Either way, I needed this to work. On that note, I also really needed the other two to not escape. I decided that with this sudden free time, I’d check on them and ensure they weren’t going to escape. 

I flung open the doors and found that Mia had scooted over to Miley’s legs. Both of their hands were taped closed so I wasn’t sure what they were up to. I dragged Mia further away from Miley as both girls moaned and complained through their gags at their treatment. I ordered both to behave and I’d let them out once everyone arrived. They both whimpered and stopped struggling, allowing me to check their restraints and confirm they were secure. I stood up after checking and closed the doors on them again. The timing worked perfectly, as Sam texted me that she arrived and was at my door.

Sam refuses to knock or ring doorbells, just call or text when she arrives. I opened the door and ushered her in. She hugged me and was so excited, looking around and trying to figure out how she was the first person here. I told her that Mia and Miley were probably making out and lost track of time, a lie that Sam seemed to believe. Sam sat on my couch and then suddenly asked, “Stephy, why are their handcuffs on the coffee table?” I froze. Did I really leave those out in plain sight? What should I do? “Oh those! Yeah Mia sent me these new handcuffs to try, I unpacked them and totally left them out.” 

Sam seemed curious and picked them up. She played with them for a second, sliding the cuffs around but not locking them. I asked her if she wanted to try them, maybe test them for me while I finished setting up. Sam laughed and agreed. She placed her hands in front of her and placed the cuffs on her wrists. She snapped them in place, locking them securely on her wrists. I looked at her in the corner of my eye, wondering if she was really going to make it that easy. I reached into my pocket and realized I had the keys. Good thing too, otherwise this might be a bit harder. 

I walked over to Sam, holding some cloth and a roll of tape behind my back. She tugged in the cuffs, looking really unimpressed. I sat on the table in front of her, asking how they felt. She shrugged, telling me that they didn’t feel all that interesting. This was my moment, her guard was done and she was yapping about the cuffs like some sort of expert. I shoved the cloth in her mouth, jumped on her lap, and started taping her mouth. She squirmed and fought with fear and confusion, but I had pushed my whole chest into hers, pinning her arms down so she couldn’t use them to block me. I taped her arms down and secured her tape harness as best I could. I moved her to the floor and did her legs. I removed the cuffs, showing her the keys that she wished she had at this moment, and taped her hands together, still in front of her body. 

I taped her hands into fists, the same as the other two. I dragged her into my bedroom and placed her on my study chair. I taped her to the chair, securing her torso, legs, and ankles so she couldn’t budge. I opened the door, to once again place another victim inside. Mia and Miley were disappointed in Sam’s easy capture. I moved Mia out of the way and rolled Sam into the closet. I made sure all three girls were nice and comfy, reaffirming them that they’d all be set free soon. I just needed one more guest. They all knew I was referring to Avery, whom they all knew as an easy target. I sealed the three captives inside and waited for my last prey. 

Avery was going to be an easy target. They weren’t fierce and they obeyed me pretty easily. Avery has recently decided that I would be their no question domme. This means that they would obey me without hesitation, a complete and willing submissive. It was weird that I added domme to my title in the kink world, but trying new things is the whole point of kink I suppose. I didn’t really plan on doing any sneaky takedown, considering Avery would simply surrender if I asked them to. Avery would never pass on the opportunity to be tied and gagged, so this should be easy. Avery said they’d be dressing feminine for the party but would most likely leave at the end and not stay the night. Some of the other girls said they may or may not do a slumber party if they don’t feel like going home, which made sense. I wasn’t sure who'd stay and who’d leave, but all I knew at the moment was that no one was leaving any time soon. 

Avery eventually showed up, right on time as predicted. Avery came to the door, just pretty tamely, but still feminine. A pink sweater matched with black tight and jean shorts. I looked them up and down, wondering how they were dressed like that in all this heat, but Avery insisted the outfit was only for the party. It didn’t really matter to me in the end, they’d be bound and gagged in that fit anyway. Avery was a bit shy and was kinda nervous. I could tell they thought they were the only one that came. Avery turned to me and gave me that look that felt like ‘Am I the only friend who came?’ Jeez I’m not that pathetic. 

I told Avery that the girls were actually all here already. They looked at me surprised and I ushered to my bedroom. Avery got the gist and immediately knew where to look first. I followed Avery who opened the closet doors, revealing three bound and gagged girls, all squirming and struggling to be freed. Avery knew I was right behind them, and didn’t fight it when I grabbed them with one arm and hand gagged them with another. Avery submitted just as I thought they would, making it very easy to tape them up nice and tight. I decided to go with a frog-tape position for Avery, just to keep all of them unique. I scooted Avery into the closet, opposite of Sam and stood over my conquest. I actually did it! I managed to subdue and capture all of my kink friends! 

The girls were less than thrilled about my behavior or accomplishment. Avery didn’t seem to mind but go figure on that one. I thanked the girls for humoring me but told them that we weren’t done just yet. They all gave me odd looks, wondering what else I could possibly have planned. I grabbed a box near my bed and started to dangle a lot of vibrating bullets and wireless wands. Miley and Mia started to panic but Sam and Avery seemed to accept what was coming. I began attaching the vibrators to each of them, four bullets each for the girls and a wand for Avery. All of these could be controlled via an app I had and once setup, I explained the rules of the game to them. “Alrighty ladies, I bought a very expensive cake for my birthday and a normal cake. If you would like a slice of the expensive cake, then all you have to do is orgasm last.” The girls all looked at each other and surprisingly looked more competitive than annoyed.

I switched everything on and let the fun begin. They all started to twist and squirm, trying to fight the feelings of the toys. I cranked the settings to a high enough degree that would really force them to focus and try to hold on the longest. I knew none of them would be able to hold out for too long, but why not make a game of it. The cake I mentioned before, the expensive one, is a cake we’ve all had before in the past. It’s hard to get and tastes amazing. My parents got it for me for my birthday and those girls definitely wanted to try it again. I’d make sure they worked for it, after all, they were all still my captives.

Sam was clearly losing her focus and Mia wasn’t far behind. Miley closed her eyes, in an attempt to concentrate. Avery tried to shift and move their legs in a way to move the wand so they’d be less vulnerable, though I doubt they were making any progress. Miley was twitching but not moving too much making me think she was going to win. Suddenly, Sam let out a loud yelp in her gag, letting me know the toys won. I turned them off and let her rest. Mia immediately lost as well, leaving it between Miley and Avery. I started to untie Sam and Mia while the other two duked it out for the prize. 

I had spare panties and pajamas lined up for the girls, which Mia and Sam agreed to as they went to the bathroom to clean up. Leaving me with just the last two captives. Miley was starting to look more and more uneasy, clearly the toy was starting to get her. Avery had twisted themselves into a position they must have thought would spare them. I was pretty impressed with these two. Suddenly, Miley let out a shriek and a winner was decided. I let the wand finish off Avery who only lasted another minute after Miley. Once everyone was finished, they were untied and allowed to clean up. I watched my back for the rest of the evening's festivities, knowing full well that Sam and Mia were going to plot revenge. To my surprise they didn’t attack at the party, but I know they’ll come for me eventually.

All in all, it was a pretty successful and fun birthday. Definitely a memorable one for sure. Hopefully I can stay uncaptured for as long as I can from them, considering that revenge will catch up to me with these girls around. Regardless, only time will tell.