The Tape Dare

Author: eckie
Title: The Tape Dare
Date: 08 September 2019

Inspired by finding that video and enjoying it, a tiny little story to go with it.


Taped up


I sat with my friends at the table in their home, we planned to go out to a party in the evening together, hiving a coffee and talking. As so many times we talked about bondage, the fun we have with different guys in different situations. I liked everything lockable, it is more definite, harder if at all possible, to get out, while they enjoyed anything that restrains, one of them especially does enjoy mummification with duct tape.

I mentioned that tape has its charm, but is just too easy to break, it may take effort, but one always finds a way to rip it, nevertheless. They did not agree, done well, done right, using proper duct tape and not cheap packing tape, they insisted it can be just as inescapable. Since I refused to agree however, they dared me to give it a try.

We still had a few hours before going to the party and they agreed that it would not be a full mummification with layers, but just tape to gag me, tie my arms and legs, and then I could proof them wrong. No way I skip a dare, regardless of what it will end up with (big flaw of myself), so of course I agreed to it.

One of them disappeared, getting the tape, while we went over to the living room, they had me sit on the couch, no big session, just a tape dare to show me I am wrong. Once the guy was back with the tape he started right away, as I was dressed, no change needed, he began with my head. Stuffing a softball in my mouth first, I know those, kept in the mouth they allow no more than muffled silent sounds, and then he began with the tape. First covering my mouth from ear to ear with straps of tape, pressing it well on to my skin to ensure it sticks well, then winding a few rounds around my head and mouth, continuing those windings around my eyes as well, I already thought that it would be a disaster getting that off my hair later on, but I did not mind anyway, a good tape gag and blindfold is always nice. He then continued with straps of tape under my chin, from above Earline to the other side up as well, plenty straps to cover my chin completely and holding my mouth more shut. Then more smaller straps, over the upper nose, on the side of the nose to cover between the blindfold and gag tapes, basically covering my face from forehead down to neck nicely, no light coming through, no way to open my mouth and press out that softball. Lastly a few more windings of tape from forehead to chin followed.

Once he was done with the head, my wrists were next. Several windings while I kept my wrists together, he applied it over my arm sleeves, how considerate I thought, then again likely to make it easier to get out. Once he was satisfied with the wrists, he applied many tape windings around my chest, arms included, not very wide, a few inches only, yet he kept winding it around a lot of times.

Then he started applying a lot of tape layers around my upper thighs, as he did with the chest, many layers just above my knee followed and the same then for my ankles. Then, while one of them held my legs folded up, so that my arms were laying on the thighs, he started several, actually a lot again, windings of tape layers around my legs including the lower arms, holding my arms strapped to my upper legs firmly then.

Not yet done, he started again around my ankles and created a connection towards the upper legs tape, winding tape around both and then between thighs and ankles wound the tape around the connection tape, making it into a thick tape string between the two, holding my ankles tied to the thighs effectively then as well.

While it was not a tightest tie, it was effective, my upper arms held to my chest, my lower arms strapped to my thighs, my wrists and ankles tied together, my legs tied together in three places and my ankles kept tied bent towards my thighs as well, and all that while firmly gagged and blindfolded by tape as well. I still did not worry, while he did all that I did not attempt anything yet, that would come once he finished and I was sure to succeed anyway, but it felt quite tight in general to be kept in such position sitting on the couch right now, able to move to quite some extent, yet feeling the tightness of the tape everywhere.

They both stepped back then, I heard one say that they were done and I could try to get out of it, they would watch for a while, but if I did not get free in short time they would just do their own thing and leave me to struggle. Well I was sure to be out quickly so just started trying ...

And trying I did... hard, yet no matter what I did, that tape did not give, did not rip, did not go anywhere, neither did I. I struggled for almost an hour, in the beginning I heard them chuckle and sometimes encourage me to do better, since I seemed to not get the situation changed in any way, stuck as they tied me in the beginning. For a while they were silent, just in the other room doing their own stuff. At some point then one of them came back, watching me struggle for a little while before telling me that it is very obvious that I seem not to get out of it, that I failed, that obviously tape can be as tough to get out as lockable devices, whether I agreed or not.

I still shook my head, not yet ready to give up. He laughed and told me that it was ok, knowing me they assumed I'd not give up easily, but that was ok, they would make it easy for me. If I get free before it is time to get to the event, they would admit being wrong and I could get rewarded, they know I'd love to be in their straitjacket suspended and they would do that with me later. However if I do not succeed by the time they leave, they would just leave me behind here on the couch struggling, and if I was still taped up by the time they return, I'd just be carried into the basement cage and stay taped up in there until tomorrow evening.

Not a nice prospect for me I thought, but still convinced I get out in time anyway, until ... he came closer and told me that he was certain I would not get out, for a simple reason, he did not use just any duct tape, for this special dare he used the special duct tape he kept for those who need to be kept in it no matter what. Yes it was expensive and he had to import it, but it was worth it, this special tape was not just the usual fabric fibers tape, it was twice as thick as the usual tape and additionally had fabric straps embedded, strong wide straps, unbreakable, this tape cannot rip apart at all, it NEEDS to be cut to come off, no other way to get out of it. So no matter how much I will try, I would in no way be able to rip or break this tape, and that means only one thing - I failed, I stay like this on the couch until about 4 or 5 am, just to get thrown into the cage then for another 12-15 hours struggling, then tomorrow they would see how I could pay back for the privilege of my possible release.

With that he laughed and left... knowing I would not succeed for sure... and that is where I am now, on that couch, struggling to get free, while they are at some party already for a few hours, me waiting to be thrown into the cage in a couple hours and tomorrow evening having to beg and negotiate my punishment for their mercy of releasing me - eventually... me and my big mouth, always getting me into this kind of trouble.

(and yes, if you like that, I sure am open to a bunch of friends or acquaintances who love daring me into situations I cannot escape from)