Sat May 16 01:30:52 UTC+0100 1998

I was intrested to see some of you have an intrest in socks. I have recently started a web page dedicated to socks that reach just over the knee. I need some help however as my picture supply is few, take a look and tell me what you think.


sockhead
http://members.xoom.com/sockhead/
funkster25@hotmail.com


Sat May 16 20:50:09 1998

What up people. It's been a long time since I posted a message. I have a few stories for just about a weeek ago and I did something last night. I still need pics of women and socks. I have about 300 pics right now.



Jiggy


Sun May 17 19:03:47 1998

Really great site, love the stories. Does any one have any decent stories that they can mail me. I love to read them, and would love to read more.

If so please mail to andyg@cybase.co.uk.

Jiggy, when is the Web page going live?

If any one wants to chat about your experiences then please contact me and I will trade with you.

ANDY



Andy
andyg@cybase.co.uk


Sun May 17 20:57:13 1998

Jiggy,

What's your paged URL?



Andy
andyg@cybase.co.uk


Mon May 18 17:27:44 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

This isn't exactly a baby-sitter story, but i thought i'd post it anyway. I once had a friend named Michelle. She was 15, and to me, she was the most bueatiful girl on earth. I was also 15 at the time and she is still a knockout to me even now. well, anyway, we were watching television one day, and my parents were going to be away for the weekend. Earlier, she had embarrased me in front of all of my friends by telling them some secrets i had told her earlier. So i thought i'd get even with her. She had been away for the day, down at the pool, and her parents were away for the weekend, so i gathered a roll of duct tape, some rope, and a few scarves and went and hid behind a bush near her side door, and waited for her to come home.(she always came in the side door to her house so no one would see what was happening). She walked up to the side door, and to my surprise, she hadn't changed from the pool and was still in her Bikini! I was in heaven. As she approached the door, i started to sneak up behind her. I waited until she had the door fully open and then i ran up to her and clamped my hand over her mouth and pinned her to the ground. She struggled and squirmed, but i easily overpowered her. I layed her on her stomach and sat on her legs until she stopped struggling. I took my hand off her mouth for a second, and she opened her mouth to scream, but I stuffed a scarf in her mouth and all that came out was a muffled "mmmmmppphhh". I tightened another scarf around her head, holding the other in place. I crossed her wrists, and tied her hands behind her back with duct tape and then added a layer of rope on top of it. I wrapped another piece of rope around her chest and waist. Then I took another piece of rope and tied her ankles together. I stood up and surveyed my work. not bad if i do say so myself i thought. She looked up at me and her eyes said "what now?". I smiled and picked her up and brought her into her bedroom and layed her down on the bed. She began

MeRCuTiO
zeniver@aol.com


Mon May 18 22:03:50 1998


Matt, That is an incredible story!...what a complete TURN_ON...I dreamed for years about two sisters who lived down the street from me, they are red-headed twins and were on the rifle-drill team in high school....I loved the shiny panty-hose they wore and dreamed of tying them up!...Your story is almost exactly like my dreams!...
By the Way, I LOVE this forum!...a place for sane people to discuss bondage fantasies!


Gi arc
Gi arc1001@aol.com


Tue May 19 02:43:14 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I love this page
I wish I could have the experience like some of these people because Ive always dreamed about tightly tyng and gagging attractive females.


Bruce
Brucey_Hale@yahoo.com


Tue May 19 21:28:25 1998

I used to babysit 3 bratty kids after school. 2 boys, age 9 and 11, and a girl, age 10. I was 16 at the time and attended catholic school. I went to their house right after school, usually dressed in my uniform ( white short sleeve blouse, navy skirt, white semi-sheer nylon knee socks and black loafers.) One day as I was talking on the phone, they attacked me. The 2 boys grabbed my arms and pulled them behind the back of the chair I was sitting on (I dropped the phone) and held them while their sister bound my wrists with duct tape. She also wrapped the tape around my stomach, pinning my upper body to the chair. Once my top half was secured, each biy grabbed an ankle and held it tightly against a chair leg while the girl secured them. I struggled and yelled in vain as they stood back and laughed at me. I must have been screaming pretty loud because before I knew it, the girl quickly pulled off her shoe, peeled off her sweaty
knnee sock and stuffed it into my gaping mouth. One of the boys taped it over and stood back to admire their captive. I couldn't move. They decided to torture me by pulling off my loafers and first pinching and biting my toes and then by tickling my stockinged soles. I was in agony as my helpless feet and toes were mercilessly assaulted by their little fingers and mouths. They seemed to get endless enjoyment from smelling and torturing my stockinged feet, and to make it worse, 3 of their friends showed up and joined in. This went on for a solid hour. I must of peed myself 3 times until they finally let me go, my socks full of runs with my big toes poking out. I still babysat after that incident. The same type of thing happened a few more times, but only when I wore those type of socks or other hose. If anyone wants more details, please let me know.


Phyllis


Tue May 19 23:22:26 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Phyllis,

Tell us more, please!!!!!


James


Sun May 24 01:21:25 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Please gives all ya got on bieng tied up by the kids you baby sat. Especially the ones where you where wearing stockings or hose!!!!!!


J.T.


Sun May 24 16:59:00 1998

I have another story to post. I worked as a cashier at a department store afterschool 3 days a week. The woman who I sat for called my mother to see if I could sit - she was desparate and would pay me double on such short notice. My mother called me at work and I agreed because I could really use the money. I decided to go over to their house straight from work.
I got there about 7:00 p.m. still dressed from my job, a navy skirt, white silk blouse, tan stockings with reinforced toes and navy pumps. I was exhausted from school and work, and after getting many thanks from the parents, plopped myself in the recliner and started watching tv. The kids were in their rooms and weren't bothering me for some reason. Within about 20 minutes, I fell asleep. The kids, not being able to pass up this opportunity, went to work. They quickly handcuffed my hands behind the back of the chair and secured my ankles to the foot rest with duct tape. They also bound my knees together for good measure. As I groggily woke up, I realized what they had done and opened my mouth to yell. Before I could get a word out, they stuffed a pair of their mother's worn pantyhose into my mouth and taped it over. I thrashed and bucked and yelled through my smelly gag. I was wide-eyed as I struggled for a solid 5 minutes against my binds, quite unsuccessfully. Once I calmed down a bit, they decided to have some fun with me. They squeezed and pinched my nipples and thighs causing me to squirm uncontrollably. One boy knealt down in front of my feet and began grazing the tops of my stockinged feet with his nails, causing my feet to jerk slightly. He then grabbed the heels of my pumps and began playfully tugging on my shoes. I clenched my toes but to no avail. With a quick yank, both my pumps came off exposing my very hot, damp, ticklish stockinged feet. He put my shoes in my lap and started sniffing my left foot. His hot breath on the sole of my foot tickled like crazy. His sister did the same thing to my right foot and then the

Phyllis


Sun May 24 17:36:44 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Phyllis,

Your story was cut off. You may have to break it up. I would reallly like to read the rest of the story. Thanks


James


Mon May 11 23:25:19 CDT 1998

When I was 16 our neighbors asked me to babysit their 12 year old daughter Kim for the weekend. I arrive on Friday evening and the parents leave and I'm thinking things are going fine because Kim is spending her time on the phone in her room. I'm in the living room watching TV when Kim comes in and asks if I'll help her with her girl scouting. For those wondering I'm wearing a sundress and sandals. Anyway she asks if I can help and I agree. I should have known I was getting set up when Kim asks me if I'll go with her to her room and I see a bunch of rope and a knot book. I ask her what she needs help with and she says that she is having trouble learning how to tie a certain knot. I ask how I can help and that is when my trouble started. We practice tying the knots on different things and she says that to make sure she has learned it that she should try it out on me. Foolishly I agree and she has me sit in a chair and starts tying my wrists behind my back. She finishes and I begin to test my bonds and I realize that Kim learned pretty well. Next she ties my ankles together and I begin to get angry and tell her to stop. Then she starts tying my waist to the chair and by this time I'm completely helpless and pissed. I tell Kim I'm going to start sceaming and tell her parents and all that stuff when she stufs a sock in my mouth and secures it with a bandana. I'm struggling trying to get free when Kim gets on the phone and tells whoever that she's all tied up now come on over. Now I'm thinking oh shit who does she have coming over. I try to talk through my gag pleading with her to let me go, but kim just tells me to shut up because I'm going to ruin her big girl fun. About 15 minutes later her friend Jenny shows up with some wine and cigarettes. I'm just sitting there now kind of getting turned on by my predicament and kind of amused watching these 2 kids trying to be like big girls drinking, smoking, and putting on makeup. About an hour later the wine takes effect and they pass out an

Melanie
Melaniety@aol.com


Tue May 12 00:25:52 CDT 1998

and I begin my escape. I stand the best I can and hop over to the dresser and start cutting the rope with a pair of scissors. Slowly I cut myself free and pull the gag from my mouth. Later as I'm finishing the wine and lighting a cigarette I'm thinking how being tyed up like that was kind of fun and maybe it would happen again soon.


Melanie


Tue May 26 16:37:48 1998

This is a such a great page that I had to share my story with ya...
I was 14 or so but my parents never trusted me alone. I was always a goofball and would get in trouble whenever possible. So my folks would get this girl named Diane to sit with me. She was very cute about 20 but she liked to drink a lot and would sometimes take valiums to get her off. One day my folks had to go out overnight and asked her to come over for the night. She had a summer job as hostess in a resturant and came over in her uniform--heels, panyhose and a skirt and blouse.
I went out with the guys for a few hours, and when I came home, Diane was whacked! She smelled like sloe-gin and was staggering all over the place. By this time she had her shoes off and her blouse was untucked from her skirt. This was my chance I thought to myself. I ran upstairs and got together my bathrobe tie, a few neckties (Catholic shool paid off in some way) and a few of my dad's handkerchief's. As I came dowm the steps, Diane was dancing in front of the TV watching a video. I went nuts and pushed her onto the couch and she fell onto her stomach. She asked me what the f---I was doing and I didn't answer her. I grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her and tied them together not realizing how tightly I was doing it. She tried to buck me off by kicking her legs but I slid down and onto the back of her thighs and spun around and tied of her ankles and then tied above her knees. She started to yell really loud so I tried stuffing a hankie in her mouth--she bit me the first time but I got it in the second. I secured it with a second one around her head. Man, she looked great. She began to calm down a little and then I decided that I would tickle her feet. So I got some clothesline and secured her ankles to her wrist in a hogtie. She mmphed and grunted to no avail as I tickled her heels for about 10 minutes. She looked wiped out after that so I took off her gag. I don't know if it was the booze and drugs talking or what but sh

Tim


Phyills and Time,

Both your stories got cut off, could you repost the rest of the stories, please!



James


Wed May 27 15:14:40 1998

Sorry... Here's the rest of the story. His sister was doing the same thing to my right foot. They both started furiously scratching my soles with their finger nails. I was bucking like crazy. Both my shoes flew off my lap and landed on the floor. They stopped for a minute and left the room. I thought I was safe, but after a couple of minutes, they returned, each holding a stiff bristled hair brush. They each positioned themselves in front of my feet. The boy grabbed the toes on my left foot and bent them back, making my stockinged sole taught, and the girl did the same to my right foot. The boy counted to three then they both started brushing my soles. I was screaming and crying through my gag, tears streaming down my face as the assualted my helpless feet. This continued for around 10 minutes. The boy stopped, put down his brush and started poking his index finger inside a small hole in my stocking at the base of my toes. He worked his finger inside the hose and began wiggling it in between my bare toes. This sent me into another laughing fit. I can remember my body hurt from laughing so much and I was exhausted. He continued with his torment, his sister with hers (she was partial to the brush) until I about passed out. They untied me an left me alone for the rest of the night.



Phyllis


Fri May 29 07:43:20 PDT 1998

Wow!Great story Phyllis!I wish you had been my babysitter.I used to tickle my sitter's feet while she slept on the couch.Never had the guts to tie her up though.Tell us more!!!!


ltd


Fri May 29 15:05:40 1998

Sorry I got cut off. I secured her ankles and wrists in a hogtie. I then tickled her feet. Well She mmmphhed and squirmed like crazy. This went on for like 15 minutes and then I finally decided that she had enough. She was soaked with sweat and it even looked like she may have wet her pants. So I at waited until she had calmed down a little and caught her breath and then I removed the gag. She had a difficult time with the hankie stuffed in her mouth so I had to remove it for her. She asked for some water and after she took a drink she told me that that this whole thing, as much as she hated it, kind of turned her on now. Since the folks were out for the night I asked her if I could keep her tied up for a while she mumbled okay but no gag. I didn't care. I started touching her feet and massaging her stockinged calves. I couldn't believe it but she passed out on me! I took advantage of her drunkeness and retied her twice in different positions before untying her. She left as soon as my folks arrived home and I saw her twice after but she claims to have no recollection of the night. We moved later that year and I never saw her since. I have a couple of more stories that I like to post that are from my late college years but are not babysitting stories. I think this site is great



Tim


Fri May 29 15:05:40 1998

Fri May 29 15:05:40 1998

Sorry I got cut off. I secured her ankles and wrists in a hogtie. I then tickled her feet. Well She mmmphhed and squirmed like crazy. This went on for like 15 minutes and then I finally decided that she had enough. She was soaked with sweat and it even looked like she may have wet her pants. So I at waited until she had calmed down a little and caught her breath and then I removed the gag. She had a difficult time with the hankie stuffed in her mouth so I had to remove it for her. She asked for some water and after she took a drink she told me that that this whole thing, as much as she hated it, kind of turned her on now. Since the folks were out for the night I asked her if I could keep her tied up for a while she mumbled okay but no gag. I didn't care. I started touching her feet and massaging her stockinged calves. I couldn't believe it but she passed out on me! I took advantage of her drunkeness and retied her twice in different positions before untying her. She left as soon as my folks arrived home and I saw her twice after but she claims to have no recollection of the night. We moved later that year and I never saw her since. I have a couple of more stories that I like to post that are from my late college years but are not babysitting stories. I think this site is great



Tim


Sun May 31 14:15:43 1998

When I was about 12, we had a maid who stayed with
us. She was fun to be around with and we spent time laughing and telling stories. Once, when there was a power outage in our place, we were trying to move some stuff around when she dropped something on my foot. Instead of getting mad, I just said, "Just for that, "i'm going to punish you!" Before she knew it, I started tickling her until she fell into an exhausted heap on the floor. Seeing her lying there wearing only a thin t-shirt and short shorts, I had a wicked idea. I took some clothesline and quickly bound her wrists behind her back and her ankles together. I wanted to tie her to a chair but settled on the bed. So I threw her on it facedown. She kept asking me to untie her. Instead, I gagged her with a scarf. I then continued to tickle her first at her waist and then moving down her smooth bare legs and feet. I eventually released her when the lights came back on. She never told my parents and we repeated these tie-up games whenever my parents were not home and we felt like it.


Bret
guthrie@epic.net


Fri Jun 05 16:42:19 1998

Tell alex to finish the home invasion story he started so long ago on Bob857's page. We need it by the middle of next week. Thank you.


Woody