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Switching Things Up
🕑 Added 2025-05-10 03:01:40 +0000 UTC(All individuals mentioned were willing participants and above the age of 18+)
As many of you know, I recently embarked on a very last minute bondage session with a good friend of mine. The session was a bit much and definitely had more subs than needed, but I was very fortunate in meeting two new people. I’ve been trying to make new friends and socialize more as many people have told me I tend to be introverted. The two new friends I met on that date are still very new to my life, so getting time to see them and all my friends for that matter can be tricky.
Luckily, the femboy from that session was available and I asked if they wanted to hang out and get to know one another. Their name is Avery. Now Avery is by all means a boy. Avery currently identifies as they/them but seems to not care if they get male or female pronouns. I try really hard to just call people what they want and be respectful so I really wanted Avery to be clear with their wants. Avery did explain that when they look like themselves normally, male terms make sense, and when they dress more femininely, female terms go better. I’m saying this because I may switch back and forth with pronouns because Avery is a particular kind of person.
Anyways, Avery was one of the very few people I know that was available and was able to schedule a dinner and hang out with me at my place. This was very exciting because I wanted more ‘male’ friends and Avery’s position in the kink world was just too unique to ignore. I’ve had run-ins with Avery’s type in the past, even in college, but I never really got the chance to fully understand that side of things.
Avery is shorter than me. I’m about 5’5’’ and he is about 5’4’’. I’m not gonna pretend like that’s a big difference, but it definitely helps with his feminine side. We agreed on a restaurant near me so the drive back to my place would be short. This would also give Avery a chance to bail if they were uncomfortable and wanted to leave. I dressed pretty casual, just a black shirt with khaki booty shorts and sneakers. I even wore my rim glasses to come across as less intimidating. Avery was easy to spot. He was wearing a navy blue hoodie and sweatpants. Not the fit for a dinner date but maybe he was just nervous and needed to dress comfy to feel comfy.
He was extremely shy, but god was his face so cute and girly. He had freckles run across his nose and cheeks, black hair that was short enough to keep his gender so androgynous. He had a soft voice, lighter than mine. He was skinny but had some decent urges in his things and upper chest. Apparently he works out and diets to keep his physic, no drugs or anything. Avery made it clear that crossdressing was his main intention and joy, he had no feelings or answers around transgender issues. So to make it simple, crossdressing and bondage were his kinks, which was fine.
We enjoyed a very calm and friendly dinner, trying to discuss more lifestyle and job related things rather than kink. It’s really hard to chat about kink in public places, so I always try to avoid it if necessary. Avery seemed to appreciate my patience and respect for his position. Towards the end of dinner I asked him again if he was cool hanging out at my place until he wanted to go home, he agreed and we both drove (separately) to my place.
Upon arriving I led him into my apartment. I noticed he brought a backpack with him, never noticing it at dinner. We continued to chat while I made us both coffee in the kitchen. Now that we were behind closed doors, we were actually getting into more kink related discussions. I found out from Avery that they got into kink at a young age but never acted on it until they were around 18. Avery explained that they learned more bisexual but hadn’t really explored much of either sex yet. I asked Avery how long they had been a bondage escort, but was surprised at the answer.
Avery was not an escort but essentially just a bondage doll that would do bondage related activities either for free or a small fee. Avery simply liked to be tied up and dressed up and enjoyed it so much he would just do it for the thrill and not the pay. I respected him a bit for that, shocked that he’d pass up on something like money for something he enjoyed. He went into detail for me, explaining that he only really gets male clients and has never had a female dom. Apparently men find him more interesting and desirable, and offering his time for free gets him more sessions and dates.
The idea that he never had a female dom stuck with me, it sort of sparked that feeling I had when we were tied to each other when we first met. I had this weird desire to own him. Before I could even say anything, Avery asked if he could change in my bathroom. I asked why and he said that it would make him feel less awkward if he appeared feminine when talking about kink, kinda like letting a different persona take over for a while. I agreed and showed him where to go. I sat on my living room couch and waited for nearly 20 minutes. I wondered what he could be doing.
The bathroom door finally opened and the transformation was unbelievable. He looked like a girl! Like a pretty, alt-styled girl. He wore black thigh high socks, black spats with a skirt attached and his same hoodie. Some makeup was applied and his hair was done in a more feminine way. He had now taken on the look and feel of a she. I felt my hands twitching just looking at her. We chatted for a while longer, seeing her more confident now that she had dawned this look. The voice was still a bit androgynous, but everything looked just as she wanted it to be. Hell, it fooled me the first time we met, so I was really impressed at this makeover.
I could tell that Avery was more comfortable with me, so I decided to take a gamble and just ask her. “Hey. What would you say, that I be your first female dom? I don’t know much about being a dom, but you said you really wanted to know what it was like to have one and I’d be willing to do that with you.” Stupid. I can’t believe I said that, such an awkward and embarrassing thing to ask. Now she’s gonna think I'm a freak and never want to see me again. Avery looked at me with a surprised expression and simply said, “You’d do that for me?” Jackpot.
I jumped saying yes, yes, yes! I wanted to know this feeling and see if I had it in me too. Avery agreed and I ordered her to lose the hoodie. Avery took it off revealing a black shirt underneath. I ordered her to lose that too, which she shockingly obeyed without much thought. A small black sports bra was underneath, and my mouth started to salivate. She didn't have a hair on her whole body besides her head, no facial hair or bodily hair, clean and smooth as can be. I got behind her and grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her back, taking a roll of white PVC tape and wrapping it around her wrists and elbows.
Avery yelled at the tight tape being applied and I only got more horny. How? Why? Why did I feel this way, I loved to be tied up but yet I was thrilled to be the one dishing out the kidnapping. I continued to restrain her, wrapping the tape several times across their chest, going from above the pecks to just above the belly button. Avery was decently flexible and could handle the positions I was putting them into, so I proceeded. I taped their legs and ankles as well, completely the bondage. I shoved Avery on my couch to admire my work. Avery seemed to enjoy the feeling. Of course, we both knew what was missing and I asked her what she would prefer.
Avery thought about it while she squirmed in the tape, before telling me they didn’t mind something to really hush them up. Her wish was my command. I went to my closet to collect the necessary supplies. I brought back some socks, tape, and cloth and got into position. I straddled Avery by getting on top of her, making sure she was on her back. I took a pair of clean socks, rolled them up into a tight wad and began shoving them into her mouth. I took several large strips of microfoam tape and began layering the strips over her lips, covering her mouth. Avery was still a bit noisy, so I continued shutting her up.
I took the same tape I used to restrain her and wrapped it around her mouth, fully covering her mouth and face. I then finished it off with a tight OTN cloth gag. Now she was quiet. Avery was really squirming now, clearly enjoying the bondage and gag. I decided to take a silk blindfold for my bedroom and apply it to her eyes, blinding her. I wanted to tease them a bit, so I pulled them up and shoved them into my cleavage. I smothered her over and over again with my boobs. I even would get behind them and place my hand over their already gagged mouth and hold them close, like a true captor. I could see why so many people liked doing it to me. I carried Avery to my bedroom, past my bed and into my walk in closet. I placed her on the floor and told her I’d let her have some alone time to struggle. I slammed the doors and sealed her away in darkness. The only thing was, I was still in the closet with her.
You see, I have a makeup veranda in my closet with a stool. I simply sat down and watched her struggle and squirm, thinking she’d be abducted and imprisoned. I did my best to remain silent and not move too much. I forgot to deafen her, so I had to keep quiet too. I decided to quietly grab some microfoam tape and gag myself as slowly and quietly as I could. Now I was quiet and so was she. I was surprised she never heard me or made any sort of sign that told me she was aware of my presence.
She squirmed a while longer before settling down. I slowly took the tape off of my mouth and opened the doors, acting like I arrived just in time to check on her. She was relieved to know that I hadn’t abandoned her entirely. She didn’t need to know I never left her side. I cared for her safety and as much as I wanted to keep her captured, I needed to be careful and trustful. I asked if she wanted to be let go and she shook her head ‘no’. I was surprised. I asked if she wanted any entertainment or toys and she paused before nodding her head ‘yes’.
I listed a lot of things before she agreed on a vibrating wand. I was curious if wands worked on males like they did women. I shoved the vibrator in between their squished things and taped over it to keep it in place. I plugged the cord into a nearby outlet and set the intensity to medium, which immediately had her jolting, squirming, and moaning. I was surprised at how effective it was. I again gave off the impression that I was sealing them away again, while adding some earplugs to block their hearing too. I closed the doors again, while remaining by their side.
She still had no idea I was nearby. She called out through her thick gag and struggled against the vibrators control. I enjoyed watching, though I did feel a bit of jealousy. Maybe next time we can get kidnapped and stashed away together. I wondered what would happen if I kept her. Avery says they work from home and live alone. Avery’s family all live in a different state. It was a Friday night too, so nobody would know she was missing for a few days. I could keep her wrapped up tightly in my closet. I’d feed her and bathe her. But she would be my personal captive living dress up decoration.
I really did think about it. My own personal bondage plaything. I could keep her collared and locked in this closet. I could buy a cage or a large chest and stuff her inside all bound and gagged. I was so excited just thinking about it. Why was this urge so strong? Why did I need a cute femboy bondage doll so badly? Before I could continue my twisted thoughts, I got a text from Mia. I shuddered to think what she could want from me. I was prepared to tell her no for the inevitable invite to a last minute bondage session. Shockingly, she was just wondering what I was up to and wanted to have lunch again soon.
I told her we could arrange for a lunch soon, and I informed her I was enjoying a nice quality date with Avery. Mia texted back instantly, wanting to know more and I snapped her a little picture of my new pet. She sent maybe 15 jumbled messages of excitement. Mia did call me out for stepping into my dominant side. I told her I had never felt this way before and she asked if she could come over and chat about it. I agreed and continued to monitor Avery. Eventually, the vibrator won and Avery let out a loud yelp, barely piercing their layered gag. I turned it off and removed the earplugs and blindfold. Avery was breathing heavy, exhausted from the torture.
I released Avery from her bondage, even though she acted like she didn’t want to. “Calm down sweetie. I can tie you up again in a little, go get cleaned up and let me know if you need any clothes. I’m sure you won't mind girly clothes.” Avery got the gag off and made their way to the bathroom. I left some white panties, light blue pajama pants and a white shirt by the bathroom door, while letting her know it was there. Avery asked if she could use my shower as well. I agreed and informed her from the other side of the door where spare towels were.
Something made me feel like I was about to have a sleepover at my home. It was only 8pm by this point, so I ordered a pizza just in case. I timed it to arrive shortly after Mia was supposed to get here. Avery emerged from the bathroom wearing the outfit provided, It was a little big on her but it fit for the most part. We sat down and chatted while we waited for Mia to arrive. I warned Avery that Mia was gonna be pretty disappointed that she was free and no longer tied up. Avery understood and agreed she’d be down for more bondage in a few minutes if that would appease Mia.
Mia arrived and like clockwork, was upset to find a free and relaxed Avery. Mia pouted for a bit and it took some convincing to get her to calm down. I told her that Avery already agreed to more bondage and Mia could participate if she wanted. Mia was shocked I wasn’t volunteering to be bound, but I insisted that I take control and a little revenge on Mia for the last time she was in my house. Mia was more than curious to see what I was capable of and agreed to join Avery in captivity.
I had both of them strip down to undies again, both wearing their bras and panties. I wanted to ask if Avery was comfortable wearing that, but they assured me they didn't mind. I first tied up Mia, because she couldn’t be trusted to not betray me. I used a black tape this time, a thick electrical tape that would really keep her secure. I tied her torso up normally, with a layer above and below her breasts, and secured her elbows and wrists as well. I also took the liberty to wrap a layer around her tummy which pinner her wrists to her back. I went even further by taping her hands into fists so she had no access to her fingers. I taped her in a frogtie but readjusted her by taping her ankles together, forcing her into a criss-cross sitting position.
Mia was complaining about me not joining the fun so I shoved some more clean socks from my dresser in her mouth before sealing them in with the tape. I turned to Avery and assured her that she would get much gentler treatment. I did the same exact tape job with Avery that I did the first time, only I changed the way her legs were taped by taping them into a ball-tie. I gagged her the same as Mia, and then taped them together, back to back. Both of them were moaning through their gags and combined were rather noisy. I went and grabbed some white cloth and again, added some OTN to muffle them. I stood up to appreciate my handiwork, two girls taped together, squirming and quiet.
Just then, the worst thing happened and the pizza guy had arrived. I quickly pulled the girls to the door with me and positioned them so they’d be behind and blocked by the door once I opened it. I ordered both of them to hush and they quieted down. I opened the door and proceeded to pay the delivery boy, hoping he’d hurry up and leave. I was sweating at the thought. Just inches away, behind this barely opened door, are two captive girls, bound and gagged. I didn’t need to get the cops called.
He left and I closed the door quickly. I scooted the girls back to the center of the living room as I set the pizza down. I leaned over to Mia, asking if she was hungry, watching as she nodded her head in desperation. I also asked Avery who too nodded her head. I decided to remove Avery’s gag and feed her a slice, while Mia protested. I regagged Avery and enjoyed my own slice or two while I watched them struggle. I felt powerful. I contemplated what it would be like to keep both of them captive, but I knew Miley would want Mia back at some point. I jokingly threatened to deliver Mia back in a box to Miley, which caused her to whine and whimper through her gag.
I felt bad and finally ungagged Mia so she could eat, carefully feeding her while I fondled her breasts out of boredom. Mia didn’t even react to that, which was shocking. I gagged Mia again and decided that they needed quiet time. Avery knew what that meant and Mia did not. I dragged them both across the glossy wooden floors and into my bedroom before finally getting them into my closet. I blindfolded both before sealing them inside. Once again I sat there with them, monitoring them and watching their helplessness. Avery was more relaxed in her bondage, barely struggling and trying to enjoy the feeling. Mia on the other hand was like a wild animal, thrashing and grunting in her gag, seeing if she could get free. I know this was my first time doming, but I know a thing or two about securing a sub.
While on the subject, here is some advice on how to properly secure and keep your captive. Firstly, you need a solid restraint. Tape is always an easy one but can be painful to remove from hair and skin, so consider what tape you plan to use and the outfit your sub may be wearing. Rope is always a classic restraint, but does require practice and technique in order to be achieved. There are also belts and leather but tape and rope are the best bets. Start by restraining their hands. Hands are the number one priority as that is the main tool of escape. I recommend behind the back as they have far less coordination and can;t interact with as much in that position. Covering the fingers goes a long way as well, to ensure escape artists really struggle.
The legs are next. The legs and feet are for mobility, taking that away from a sub keeps them in place. There are dozens of ways to tie the legs and that's really up to the dom. I would recommend a simple leg tie or use a hogtie if you would prefer your captive to remain in one place. The last thing is the gag. Once mobility and coordination are removed, the sub will call for help. No good. You gotta keep your subs quiet. Shutting up a noisy sub is important as you don’t want to hear their complaints or calls for help. A good sub is a quiet one. I recommend a wad of soft panties, socks, or cloth. Even a stress ball or sponge can be effective. Shoving stuff into the subs mouth removes their ability to speak and use their tongue. Try gagging yourself with a piece of tape, then try it with mouth stuffing and a piece of tape, you’ll hear a huge difference. When using a gag to keep the stuffing in, tape or cloth go a long way. Obviously there are ball gags and panel gags, but nothing beats what you have on hand. Never use one strip of tape or a weak cloth bandana gag. Really layer and/or wrap the material around their mouth to keep the gag in place and hush the sub.
I am very particular about how I am tied, and I won’t allow sub-par bondage for anyone I am responsible for tying up. These girls are going nowhere and nobody is going to find them. One last note, storing your sub is just as important. I hate when doms leave a sub in such an open space like a living room or bedroom. If they can get to a window or door, they are going to escape. Small, cramped, or secure places help keep the sub from fleeing or going anywhere. I have several doors blocking the outside world from my two victims. No one will hear or see them this way.
I reopened the closet door, to once again give off the feeling that I had returned and informed them that they were welcome to stay the night. Mia nodded her head and Avery seemed undecided. I let Avery know I could either free her or keep her lightly tied up in my closet and I could give her a makeshift bed. Avery nodded at that idea and I settled on it. I decided to cut them loose from one another but still keep them tied up. I dragged Mia out of the closet and closed the doors, really leaving Avery alone this time. I picked Mia up in a princess carry and dumped her into my bed. I told her that if she behaved, I’d let her have some pajamas and share the bed unbound. She had a glare in her eye but stopped struggling. I turned back and went into the closet, returning to Avery.
I released Avery and let her go put the pajamas I lent her back on. She returned as I was making a makeshift bed. I took a big fluffy comforter and some blankets with two fluffy pillows I kept as spares. She kneeled next to me and asked how I’d tie her for the night. I placed her hands in front and taped them together with some bondage tape. Really easy to escape from with some effort. I taped her torso as well, not going too overboard, then did her legs as before. I took a piece of cloth and rolled it into a knotted cleavage gag, which was finally placed in her mouth. I tucked her in and told her to yell if she needed me. I turned the lights off and closed the doors.
Now all that was left was Mia. Mia was still pouty, probably because she wanted to be the one to tie Avery up, or maybe she wanted to have me tied up. I was not going to let her get her way. I handcuffed her before I removed all the tape, not including her gag. I grabbed a collar and attached it to Mia, using a leash to drag her into my living room, away from the bedroom. I ordered Mia to behave and maybe I’d release her. I ungagged Mia, letting her finish the pizza and get some water. I also let her use the restroom, all while still handcuffed. She returned to me feeling refreshed and ready for bed. I helped her into some pajama pants and released her from the cuffs so she could get into a shirt.
I could tell she was plotting, so I tackled her onto my bed and used the same tape I used on Avery, practically taping her in the exact same way. Avery protested, even accidentally revealing she was waiting for the moment to pounce on me. I gave her the same gag treatment as Avery and tucked her into my bed. I used a cuddle pillow to separate us. I played on my phone for a while, waiting for Mia to fully fall asleep. She was out cold only after a few minutes. I checked on Avery who was also asleep. I felt like it was safe to fall asleep myself.
I dreamed about my fantasy of keeping Avery as a bondage doll. I couldn't stop thinking about it. Maybe I’d ask Avery to move in with me and be my doll full time. Maybe. I woke up before either of them awoke. I decided I’d make breakfast for them for being such good sports last night. As I cooked, I heard one of them hopping into the kitchen, still tied up. It was Mia. I released her and she went straight to the bathroom. I told Mia to check on Avery and release them if necessary. It was kinda funny having a boy spend the night in such an unusual fashion, but since they were tied up I never worried about my safety.
Mia found Avery ready to be released and eventually both had changed and made their way to my kitchen table. I feed them something simple, bagels and bacon. Both appreciated my caring for them and Mia joked that I’d be a good maid or wife. Both were compliments in my book. Mia asked if I wanted to be rewarded for all my work. I told her I needed to get ready to go work out and that they could both go when they were ready. I said my goodbyes to Avery and told them how much fun I had with them and that I’d always be available to keep them bound and gagged whenever they wanted. Avery agreed to the offer.
I went to my bedroom and changed into a pink sports bra and matching yoga pants. I heard the front door open and close and assumed they’d left. I enjoyed the sleepover and time as a dom, though I still kinda felt sad I didn’t get to be tied up too. When I exited my bedroom, something felt off. I shrugged it off and made my way to my door, but that off feeling got stronger and not just Mia but Avery too were around the corner, jumping me. Mia went for my wrists and covered my mouth with her other hand. Avery held my feet together. Avery began taping my ankles and legs together with the same black electric tape while Mia held me in place.
I, of course, squirmed and struggled against them. Mia straddled me and pinned my wrists above my head, holding me down with all her weight. Once Avery was done with my lower half, she got behind me while Mia pulled me up. My arms were yanked behind my back and taped in several places. Once my harness was complete, I argued and ordered they let me go. Mia walked over and removed my socks, waving them in my face. I closed my mouth but her strength got them in my mouth without too much effort. The tape was then wrapped around my mouth over and over again, nearly exhausting the roll.
I was now bound and gagged on the floor of my apartment, how nostalgic. I hated being overpowered and betrayed like that, but the bondage felt good so I couldn't complain too much. The girls picked me up and carried me to my closet where they dropped me on the floor, the same place I had left them the night before. This was such a revenge trope. Mia dropped some scissors nearby and told me she’d see herself out. Avery gave an apologetic wave before my own closet doors were closed on me. My cries for help were ignored as they left. Rude.
Luckily, I am pretty experienced at escaping and using tools with my hands bound bedding my back, Mia must have known this, or maybe not. I wriggled over the scissors and flipped to my back. I was sweating moving this much while heavily bound. I got on my back and arched my back to scoot over the scissors until I could lower myself over them where my hands were. I grunted in my gag and could feel the sweat drop down my boobs and face onto the floor. I needed my hands to be dry so no sweat hit the scissors and messed with my grip.
With enough effort I was able to get hold of the scissors. Now with them in my grasp, I sat upward on my bottom, catching my breath and reorienting myself. My cleavage and arms were glossy with sweat. I pushed myself near a wall and began rotating the scissors until I had them at the correct angle. I was patient and careful, making sure the blades were in between the tape. I would cut slowly to ensure I didn't hit myself. With enough precision, I cut the tape on my wrists. Once that was free I removed the tape on my chest and legs. I removed my gag and sat in my closet completely exhausted. I decided that I just got my workout and weakly crawled to my bathroom before closing the door and starting the shower.
The next time I see Mia, I’m mummifying her and shoving her in a trunk. The next time I see Avery, I’ll apply the cutest lockable collar around her neck and she will be my dress up bondage doll for a long time, no one will notice if she’s missing for a few…days…
