(Ropejock Forum Post)
This past weekend was one of the best moments of my life. I’m in the Army and as accommodations go, I share a room with a buddy, which consist of two single beds, dressers and desk as well as sharing a bathroom with an adjoining room. My roommate Jake is a big guy standing 6’2 and carrying 220 pounds. We get along well as roomies always joking and carrying on. This Friday night we were drinking beer and horsing around when he broke out his bondage books and started commenting on the women and how he liked the way they were tied. I was messing with him calling him bondo-man and teasing him about his fetish by saying he can’t even tie his shoes let alone someone else. We went back and forth with this until he challenged me with a bet I could not pass up. Here is how the conversation went:
Jake: Once I tie a girl up they can never get free.
Me: Oh really, that’s the only way you can keep a girl. (laughter)
Jake: Yeah, I don’t see any girls hanging on you.
Me: Well that’s cause they broke free of my binds, don’t have your talent.
Jake: That’s right bud, I’m the best around.
Me: Bull, I could bust free in no time.
Jake: You want to try, smart-ass.
Me: Tell you what, you’ve got three minutes to bound me, hands behind back, feet together, then I have 20 minutes to break free. If I do, then I get to tie you tight.
Jake: You’re on dude. I’ll use my soft rope to tie you up.
Me: You only get three minutes, once its over, then you must stop.
Jake: Won’t even need that much, but I’ll use every second.
Me: Alright, I’m heading to the bathroom, you get ready.
Jake prepared the scene by pulling out some rope from his dresser, opening a beer, to drink while I struggled as he put it.
Me: Alright loser, ready for this.
Jake: You bet wimp, get ready to beg for mercy.
Me: Now wait a minute, if I don’t get free after 20 minutes, you let me go, right?
Jake: Oh hell no, you have to under go some torture.
Me: What, no way man, not part of the deal.
Jake: Mr. Confident has changed his tune. Then what, you just get to talk crap, then don’t deliver any rewards for me? (smiling)
Me: What kind of torture you talking about?
Jake: Oh man, you know me, nothing to bad, but enough to make you think twice about talking crap to bondo man!
Me: Alright, but it is limited to 15 minutes.
Jake: Deal!
Time starts….three minutes to tie. Jake takes no time in rapping the rope around my wrist, quickly making a tight but safe bond, I can feel the tightness, but my circulation is still OK. Can’t see the knot he puts in the end, but by his reaction he is quite pleased at his work. He moves down to my feet and pulls off my socks, no need for these babies. I feel the cool air hit my soft soles and a small fear grows inside me. He quickly bounds my ankles together with another tight wrap. One minute to go….he moves to my hands again and ties my index fingers together and ring fingers together.
Me: Oh you dog, pretty clever.
Jake: I thought you’d like that…
Me: 30 seconds…What next my big toes together?
Jake: What an idea!
He starts to work a small string between my toes….and I start to struggle and giggle…
Me: Hey man, don’t do that, stopp, hehehehhehehe
Jake: Oh sensitive toes….I’ll have to remember that as he quickly ties off the toes….
I struggle trying earnestly to work a little wiggle between my wrist, but after a few minutes I know it’s futile and with one last thrashing, I stop.
Me: Alright that’s pretty good dude.
Jake: Oh you have time man, keep going..
Me: Nah, I can’t break free dude and my circulation is stopping.
Jake: Oh bull, your hands are still white and the footsies are ok too.
Me: Let me go duuuuude…
Jake: Hmmmm, smart alec huh?
Me: Come on man, its over, let me go.
Jake positions himself next to me, his feet towards my head as he stares down at my bound feet. I’m still tied face down, hands behind back.
Jake: I was wondering dude, are you ticklish at all?
Me: (startled) What? Feet wiggle, some more struggling…
Jake: Are you ticklish as he taps his fingers on my soles.
Me: Hey…..(feet wiggle back and forth)
Jake: Well well, as he scratches over my left heel.
Me: JAKE! Come on, hehehehheehe
Jake: You know for a big mouth, you sound like a little girl giggling there. (finger slides from ball of foot to heel).
Me: hehehehhehehehehehhe, let me go Jerk, I’m not joking!!!
Jake: (a little pissed now straddles my legs reaches up to my ribs and digs his fingers in) You ain’t talking to me are you boy.
Me: HAHAHHAHAHHAHAH (wild struggle, but can’t move) STOOOOOOOOPPPP!
Jake: (stops tickling) Here’s the deal ticklish roomie. I’m gonna tickle you for an hour, from your soft toes to the back of your ears until you do one of two things. You can either agree to let me tie you up every Friday night for a couple of hours so I can sharpen my skills or agree to give me a foot massage everyday after work for a week.
Me: What? No way man, you are nuts! Let me go, or I’ll tell the First Sergeant!
Jake: Oh no you won’t. (gets up and gets his digital camera). I’ll take some pics of you all tied up and say you agreed to this, tell him you’re a sissy girl in our Army. How would you like that?
Me: You wouldn’t man, come one, this is gone too far.
Jake: Nah dude, its just beginning, I’ve noticed my mags have been put back in my drawer in different order than I put them in, so somebody must have been looking at them.
Me: (mind racing, since I have fantasized about this type of scene and even played into it, but now I’m scared and not sure if I want to go through with it). But…
Jake: Shut-up man, I’m going to play with you well tonight and if you like it, you’ll suck on my toes to get free, if not, you’ll be sore in the morning, but I’ll let you go and we’ll never talk about it again. Deal?
Me: (now my dilemma, I want this to happen, can’t miss a rare chance like this) You think you can play with me long enough to break me down and make me suck on your toes? (I eye his feet sitting inches from my face).
Jake: We’ll see won’t we? (moving positions, Jake faces my bound feet and pulls my ankles up to get a better look. Perfect feet dude. (he lifts a finger and runs it over my soles).
I struggle wildly and my mind races as I realize that my fantasy is about to be played out. I wonder to myself, what is Jake thinking about all of this.
(Jake thinking to himself) Oh man, this guy has got to be into this, I mean who lets themselves be tied like this, then he makes the comment about breaking him? Look at these perfect feet. Soles are smooth, nice arch, no callous or rough spots, toes are long but proportionate to the rest of the foot. I’m gonna break this boy and he will beg to suck on my toes!
Jake: So if I trace my finger from under your big toe, (slowly tracing as he describes his actions) over the ball of your foot, down to your smooth white arch, up and over your heel then around to the side and tops of your foot, will that tickle you?
Me: No man don’t, hahahhahahahaha, trying to wiggle foot away, no chance held tight, hahahahhahahahahhahahhahahhahahhaa, stoppppppppppp. (I can’t believe how sensitive my feet are, my toes and heels are hyper sensitive, then he tickles the top of my feet, I’m going to lose my mind) hehhehehehhehehehehhehehehehehehhehehehehe.
Jake continues to trace the lines on my feet, spending time on each toe, then scratches wildly on my heels, then light tickles all over the sensitive tops of my feet. 10 minutes later I’m hoarse with laughter, my body is weak and I’m light headed.
Jake: Dude, your feet are more sensitive then any girl I ever tickled, and I’ve tickled lots. I think you actually like it.
Me: Oh man, I can’t help it, I mean, I’ve never been tickled before and now I know why I don’t like it.
Jake: Oh you like it man, you can’t tell me that this isn’t something you wanted.
Me: No, well not really, I mean I did like the bondage scenes in the mags, but really only for women, not me.
Jake: Don’t believe you man, you took my bet too fast and it wasn’t the 2 beers you had that made you say yes. You said yes, cause a couple of beers brings out the truth in everyone. I just don’t think you thought it could be this intense, I see that in most women I tie up.
Me: That’s right, so let me go now, 15 minutes is up.
Jake: That was your rule, but suck on me toes mate and I’ll let you go. (places one of his nice sized 12s by my face wiggling his toes.
Me: No way man, you can’t make me do that!
Jake: (moves and sits next to my waist) Tickle, tickle, digging fingers into my ribs!
Me: HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHA, noooooooooooooo, ppppppppppllllleeeease, hahahahhahhahhhahahahhahahahhahahah (Oh what a feeling, I mean his fingers are so quick, and not too strong, quite a delicate touch for a big man.
Jake: Like this huh, your struggling like a wild cat. Lets do this rolling me over, hands behind back makes for a good arch in your back. How many ribs do you have? One, two, three….
Me: Oh man, NOOOOOO, hehehhehehehehehhhhehehhehehe, not my ribs, hehehehehhehehehe.
Jake: Lots of ribs man, I’ll give them a rest, how bout your stomach, lifting up my shirt he lightly traces around my stomach, light scratches feel good on your skin. Looks like your quite excited their friend.
Me: (Thought) How embarrassing, subject to sadistic tickling, and now I have a boner to boot. Can’t help it though, I’m tied and helpless and the guy is good at what he does.
Jake: (Straddling my ankles, I’ll tickle your knees now, see how sensitive they are….
Me: HHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAA, (I don’t know what it was, but my knees were absolutely terrible, ticklish, no insanely ticklish there).
Jake: Wow man, (laughing) that’s a bad spot huh? Working up your thighs should be as bad.
Me: I’m going to lose my mind! HHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA, NOOOO Moooooooore, hehehhehehehehhehehehehhehehehheehhehehhehehehhe.
Jake: Alright man, ready to give me some toe action?
Me: Hoarse and weak, please, Jake, no more. I’ll suck on your toes, just no more tickling please…….
Jake: (Placing foot on side of face and wiggling toes) here you go…teasing, pulling foot away, then back again.
Me: I can’t reach, come on man.
Jake: Remember what I said about begging right? Starts to tickle under toes….cooootchie cooooooo.
Me: Hheehhehehehhehehehehhehehe, nooooo pleassee, let me suck on your toes hehehhehehehehhehehehehhehehehehehhehe
Jake: Here ya go, you were too easy man, but I knew I could break you.
Me: (Nibbling and licking on toes and sole, making sure I give it my all, really lapping up the moment, the smell of feet and the feeling of dominant submission).
Jake: (man this guy is loving this, I’ve got to convince him we can make this an everyday thing) I stretch out and take his toes in my mouth and start to lick and nibble, he groans and squirms, but doesn’t stop, he giggles then whimpers as my tongue races through his toes…..Its going to be a great weekend…..
Me: He’s licking my toes! It tickles but feels sooooo good, I’ve gotta tell him that this is what I’ve always wanted, if he freaks then I’ll say lets just drop it, but I’ve got as much on him as he does me, right?