Sam's Diary
by Studbound
Sam's Diary by Studbound
Chapter 17 October 15, 2000
To My Diary,
Every fall my dad comes over to my Aunt's and he and Derek go deer hunting and they spend a weekend out in the woods. I have never gone along as hunting didn't really interest me, and besides, they have never invited me. Dad has said that I could go sometime when I was old enough.
A few days ago, Dad asked how I was doing with my classes. For once I was a bit ahead, and was doing well. Happy about that, he said that I would be going on this year's hunting trip and that I should get ready. Early Saturday morning, we left in my uncle's SUV. We got to our destination before Noon, set up camp, and went out looking for deer. Dad said the best hunting would be in the evening, or early the next morning. But we didn't find anything much.
That evening, around our campfire, after we had eaten dinner, Dad and Uncle Derek told me to strip. I asked what they were up to, and they said they were putting me to bed. I took off all of my clothes and put them in the tent. Uncle Derek admired the chastity device (http://www.cb-2000.com) that I still wore. Dad then brought out one of the adult diapers he had used on me before, and he put it on me fastening it with the little tape strips Then he and Derek started tying me up. They bound my legs at my ankles, above and below my knees. They wrapped rope around my arms at mid chest and at the level of my navel. They took strips of tape and taped my hands to my side. Then they put on my leather plug gag. I stood there wondering what they would do next.
Derek laid out a blanket on the ground, then he and Dad lifted me and laid me on the blanket. They wrapped the blanket around me very tightly. Then they took rope and tied the blanket around me at five or six places along my body. Next, they put a heavy jacket with a hood over my shoulders, and tied that in place with lots of rope. Finally, they picked me up and put me in a sleeping bag which they zipped up around me. This they also tied up with lots of right rope. I could hardly move, bound, gagged, fully trapped in the rope, blanket, jacket, and sleeping bag. Derek took pictures with my aunt's digital camera saying that he had promised her he would record the event.
They put me into the tent, and there I spent the night. I was really warm, but I liked the sensation squirming around in the tight wraps.
In the morning, they released me but tied my hands with one of those plastic zip-ties that police use. There is no way to get them off without using a heavy cutter. I was still wearing the gag and I was nude except for the chastity device. Dad took off the gag to feed me breakfast, then put it back on.
"We're going hunting," he said. "You can do whatever you want. Come with us, stay here, whatever Maybe somebody will wander by and untie you," he laughed. Again they took some pictures of me standing by the trees, naked and lightly bound.
I decided to hang around the camp, explore and see how it felt to be naked, tied, and gagged alone in the woods. They were gone a long time, and I worried that something had happened to them or that somebody would actually come by and find me, but eventually they returned. Still no deer.
"Well," said Dad, "We have to take something home tied to the front fender of the car. I suppose we can use Sam!"
They both laughed. They packed up the camp, then finished tying me up and actually draped me over the fender of the car (I worried for a second that I would really ride home that way but they only took pictures), but then they hog-tied me and put me in the back of the SUV.
When we got home, they untied me, and we unpacked. I liked the camping trip and the new bondage. I thanked them for a great time, and then dad went on home.
Sam
Chapter 18 November 2, 2000
To My Diary,
My girlfriend, Julie, knows about my love of bondage, and she has actually tied me up once. A few days ago she reminded me about the Halloween Dance held at a popular club nearby. It's something they do every year here at the college- a costume dance where couples are supposed to come dressed as famous couples from history or literature.
"I know we agreed to go," I said to Julie, "But I don't have any ideas for costumes."
"I do, - Beebee," she said with a smile. ''
"What?" I said. I was startled that she called me BeeBee.
"We're going to go as a nurse and a patient from One Flew Over the Coocoo's Nest.
I didn't know anything about the book, but Julie explained to me that it was a story about people in an insane asylum. She would be a Nurse Cratchett, and I would be her patient. She said she could get ahold of a really cute nurse's outfit with a tight top and really short skirt. Really sexy.
"What would my costume be?" I asked.
"You," she said, "Will be the best part. You will wear your straitjacket."
"I don't think so," I said. "Not out in public."
"Sure you will," she said. You'll wear loose white pants, and we'll put you in the jacket, and I'll lead you around with a kind of leash. It will be cool, and everyone will love it. And we'll put a big piece of duct tape on your mouth."
Well, I finally agreed, and so we attended the dance together with me bound in my straitjacket with my mouth taped shut. Julie was right, everyone thought it was really neat, and some of the girls asked to dance with me and watched me squirm around in the tight jacket.
Once in the car on the way home, Julie removed the tape and produced my leather gag, and put it on, then tied my legs too. She took me home, helped me hop into the house, and then hog tied me on the living room floor. I thought she would stay a while and talk, then untie me, but she left and I found that I was bound and gagged for the night. In the morning my aunt found me, and, after taking a few pictures, released me. She laughed and said that it was clear that Julie liked to tie me up, and she hoped I hadn't gotten in over my head. But she was happy that I had found a girl who understood bondage, my need for it, and had the ability and willingness to tie me up. I'm delighted too.
Sam
Chapter 19 November 15, 2000
To My Diary,
My girlfriend, Julie, took me to the dance bound in my straitjacket, and apparently my costume drew a lot of attention. A few days later I played soccer with some friends, and after we showered and dressed, six of them came over to my aunt's for a while. During the conversation, Tim asked me if I still had the straitjacket that I wore to the dance. I said that it was around somewhere. He asked if he could see it, so I went to my room and got it.
Tim asked if he could try it on, so I strapped him into the jacket.
"This really feels odd," he said. "I feel really secure like I was hugging myself, and can't stop."
"You sound like you like it," said Ron.
"It's different," agreed Tim. "Didn't she put tape on your mouth too?"
I said that she had taped my mouth shut and Tim asked me to tape his mouth, so I went to the garage and got a roll of duct tape. I tore off a large strip, and put it over Tim's mouth. He struggled in the jacket for a few minutes, then we let him out of it. One after the other, all six of my friends took turns being strapped into the jacket, and they said it felt really strange to be so tightly restrained. Two of the others wanted the tape gag also.
Then they said I should try it. I said they had already seen me in it, but they insisted that each of them had tried it on, so I let them strap me into the jacket. Tim said they should tape my mouth too, so I let them. They didn't just tear off a little strip, they wrapped the tape around my face about four times. I tried to protest, but they had me gagged before I could say very much. Then they wrapped the tape around my legs too. That was unexpected because none of them had had their legs bound.
With me bound and gagged, all of us watched television for a while. Then my friends said they had to go. I indicated that they should release me, but they just laughed, and walked out of the house despite my gagged protests.
Around six o'clock, my aunt and Derek came home. Derek unwrapped the tape from my mouth, and I told him what had happened. He laughed, and then released me from the jacket. I couldn't believe that my college friends had done that to me, but I am sure they saw it as a great practical joke. Derek warned me to be careful that I didn't get into something that I couldn't get out of. I said that he and my aunt had already done that to me, and that the chastity device my step-mother and father had put on me also had me into something I couldn't get out of. He laughed and agreed.
I don't think I'll let any of my "friends" tie me up again. I'll leave that to my parents and my aunt and Julie who I trust.
Sam
story continues in Sam's Diary 20&21
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