Synopsis: Zeek is a petite, sweet 18 year old boy who is fascinated with bondage. When he accidentally walks in on his neighbors in the middle of a bondage scene, they decide to give him his first taste of bondage. Little does Zeek know, they have something much more devious in mind…

Zeek walked down the hall to his apartment door, holding the key in his hand as he went. In his other hand he held a small box of cupcakes with a card on top. He unlocked his room door, slipped inside, flipped the light on and closed the door behind him. He walked across his small, brightly light apartment and set the box and card down on the table before sitting down in front of them.

Zeek’s old neighbors, a very annoying couple that constantly held parties at two in the morning, had finally moved out. They had made him wish he had chosen to stay in the dorms instead of get his own apartment. The new residents, another couple, had moved in about a week previous. Zeek hadn’t got the chance to go and tell them hello yet, he had been so busy with finishing his freshman year of college and competing for his swim team. This weekend, he finally got a chance to go buy a welcome card and a box of treats. Zeek quickly wrote a card, thoughtful but simple, slid it into the card and stood back up, grabbing the box of cupcakes.

Zeek strode to his door, opening it back up and closing it behind him. He traveled across the hall to where his new neighbor’s had taken up residence, knocking on the door. As he did so, he discovered the door to be unlatched as it swung slightly inward.

“Oh! Uh… hello?” Zeek called into the room, pushing it open further. As the door swung open fully, Zeek was presented with a very shocking scene. The entrance to the apartment was a narrow hallway with a door to the bathroom to the left. Peering down the hallway, Zeek could see two people, a woman sitting on a chair and a man standing over her. The woman had her hands tied behind her back and secured to the wooden chair with the man holding a length of rope in his hand. They were frozen in place, staring at Zeek. Zeek also froze, taking in what he was seeing.

"You... you guys are..." Zeek took in the scene. The shorter, petite woman was wearing a short skirt, long white socks and a tight-fitting shirt that was cut high, revealing her stomach. The man, roughly 5-foot 10-inches and on the skinnier side but with plenty of muscle definition, was wearing a white tank top and black shorts. Both had worry on their faces, scared of what Zeek would do.

"You guys are doing... Bondage!" Zeek suddenly shouted with glee. Zeek had been fascinated with bondage for a long time and would often dream of being able to participate. He knew nothing about tape, ropes or knots and had no idea how to tie someone up or be tied up. This partially added to the mystery of it, making it all the more attractive to his young, naive mind.

The couple at once relaxed at Zeek's exclamation, clearly relieved that they hadn't been caught by someone who would tell everyone at the first moment.

"Oh my gosh, I didn't think I would ever meet anyone else who enjoyed this! Well, not enjoy, since I haven't done it so I would say interested, or maybe fascinated by it... Anyways, what are you guys doing? Is this some sort of role-play scenario? Oh my goodness, I've always dreamed of..." Zeek rambled on, showing his excitement to the couple. He seemed very sweet and unknowing to them and a plan very quickly formulated itself in the woman's head. While Zeek continued talking, she whispered her idea to the man, who smiled at once and agreed.

"...oh my goodness I can't believe this is happening to me right now, I never though-" Zeek continued rambling before being cut off.

"My, you seem terribly interested, don't you?" The man asked, approaching Zeek softly.

"Hehehe, yeah I am! You don't understand how long I've-"

"Maybe you could be tempted to join our little... game?" The man asked with a large smile on his face. The woman voiced her agreement from where she was still tied to the chair.

"Uhh.. well.. I probably could, but.. I don't know.. I've never done it before.."

"Oh come on, everyone starts out somewhere!"

Zeek thought hard for a few moments. "I mean... Yeah, I would love to!"

"Wonderful! Then it's settled then!"

In no time, the woman was untied from the chair with Zeek replacing her. The couple then proceeded to expertly wrap rope about his legs and body, securing him to the chair. Each foot was pulled back and secured to the back leg of the chair with more rope securing his knees to the front chair legs. A chest harness was expertly made and attached to the chair, securing his chest in place. His hands were bound together tightly in front of him before being raised up and attached to a hook in the ceiling. Zeek heavily blushed throughout the entire process, initially embarrassed about his sudden predicament but silently buzzing with excitement.

"There, how's that?" The woman asked him kindly. "You comfortable?"

"Yeah, this is great! Where did you guys learn to do this?" Zeek asked happily, testing his restraints. His legs were secured tightly in place, permitting him zero movement from the waist down. He wiggled his feet excitedly, feeling the tight nylon rope against his ankles. His arms were pulled tightly up, his hands comfortably but tightly secured to the hook hanging from the ceiling. His upper body was similarly restricted of movement through the chest harness that tightly squeezed Zeek's chest, exciting him further.

"Perfect! Then we can proceed!"

"Proceed with what?" Zeek asked naively, unaware of his coming fate.

The woman giggled before leaving the room. The man stood in front of Zeek, smiling silently at him as if he knew something that Zeek didn't but concerned him greatly.

Zeek still felt excited and was moving his body about in his restrained state, enjoying the newfound feelings of being tied up. When the woman returned, Zeek twisted his head to see some things that puzzled him.

"What are... those things for?" He asked playfully.

The woman held in her arms numerous hair brushes, feathers, toothbrushes, and a plethora of other things.

"Oh these? These are just to enhance your experience while you are with us", the woman replied, smiling a devious smile.

Zeek was unsure what she meant but, in his young and naive mind, was unable to understand what was going on. The woman approached him, setting the pile of objects down next to the chair. She knelt down on Zeek's left side before sharply poking him in his ribs. Zeek flinched to the side.

"Hey don't do that! I'm very ticklish so that doesn't feel good", Zeek said, the faintest notions of wariness entering his mind.

"Oh, but you have such pretty skin! It would be a shame to go... unused..." the woman said as she began untying Zeek's shoe.

"Hey, why are you untying my shoe! What are you doing..." Zeek began to worry that he had made a mistake agreeing to be tied up. The man came over and untied Zeek's other shoe. Before he knew it, both of his shoes and socks had been removed, revealing clean, unblemished feet.

"You know, you really do have gorgeous feet I must say. That is going to make this all the better" the woman said, reaching for a feather from the pile.

"I swim so I put lotion on every day, I'm actually pretty proud of how well I take care of my skin, but what do you mean by 'make this all the bet-YYCHHHH!" the woman had lightly brushed the feather against the sole of his foot.

"Dang, you really are ticklish aren't you?"

"What? No, I'm not ticklish, I just wasn't expecting you to do tha-YYCHCHKKHHHH NONONONONO NOT MY FEEE-HAHAHAHA!!!" the woman had suddenly begun to brush the bottom of his foot vigorously with the feather. Zeek strained against the ropes, trying his hardest to pull his foot away from her prying hands. At the same moment, the man began to scrub Zeek's sole with a hairbrush, putting them through more stimulation than Zeek had ever felt in his life.

"NOONONO PLEE-HEHE-EEAASEEE STOO-HAHA-OOPP!!! NOOTTT MYY FEEE-HEHEHE-EETTT!!!!" The woman smiled deviously at Zeek, not relenting in the slightest. The man continued scrubbing, making Zeek fight his bonds harder. He pulled down on the hook with his hands with all his might and tugged his legs against the ropes binding them in place. Nothing he could do could prevent the couple from their relentless onslaught of his feet.

"Yes! Beg me, beg me to stop!" the woman squealed with glee.

"I BEE-HEEHE-EG YOU! PLEE-HEHE-EEASSEEE STOP! I BEEEHEHEEGG!!!"

"You know, that wasn't really convincing. You see, these feet of yours are truly gorgeous. The softness of the skin, the perfect color, everything just makes me want to tickle you more." The woman stood up and walked around to the front of Zeek. The man resumed her spot, scrubbing away at both of Zeek's pretty feet with the brushes. She sat down on his lap, straddling Zeek's body with her legs and leaned in close to his face.

"ALL of your body is just, beautiful..." the woman murmured in his ear, feeling his chest and body through his shirt.

"NOOOO PLEEASEE STOOOPPPP-MMPH!" the woman suddenly shoved a large cloth into his mouth and expertly began wrapping his face in duct tape using a roll she had hidden behind her back. Before Zeek knew it, he was securely gagged, shouting and laughing and begging through the cloth and tape. Once it was in place, the woman began tickling his armpits and side, expertly feeling about his body with fingers that had years of experience behind them.

"MMMMMMMMM MMPH MMM MMNNNNMM!!!!"

Zeek was subjected to the tickling of the couple for several long minutes. He thrashed about against his bonds, unable to escape the hands of the couple. His feet were stimulated beyond anything Zeek had dreamed of, his ribs and armpits were tickled and exploited. All Zeek could do was fight his bonds as he was subjugated to the torment.

After a long while, the couple finally ceased their onslaught. Zeek hung from his bonds, panting and gasping for breath through his nose. He had never thought that he could be tortured in such a way, and he had willingly let them restrain him so they could do this! Zeek prayed they were done with their fun and would let him leave with the experience under his belt.

The woman knelt down next to Zeek and watched him from under her brown hair. As Zeek began to recover, she leaned into him and whispered in his ear.

"Your body is so beautiful, it makes me want to keep you... forever", the woman said, emphasizing the word 'forever'.

Zeek turned his head to look at the woman with panic in his eyes. Staring back at him was the woman, excitement, naughtiness and finality written across her face. The woman stood back and walked over in front of Zeek where she joined her partner, who put an arm around her waist.

"Yep, he's gonna be a keeper for sure", the woman said, a large smile having grown across her face.

Zeek saw what was happening. He began to beg through his gag again, begging them to untie him and let him leave. Only muffled moans escaped, making the couple laugh. Zeek began to panic as they approached him slowly with devious smiles on their faces, knowing he was going to be tormented by this couple for much longer than just that afternoon.