Option A

“I’ll choose option A said Tyler confidently” he said pulling at the bonds already,

“Haha, not so fast, I’ve gotta start the timer. And I wanna winch you up so you’re clear of the table.” Said Chris as he reached over and pulled the rope hoisting Tyler about a foot higher off the table. The cop started to spin, he was about to protest about Chris changing the rules but knew he’d be getting out so either way he’d get to fuck the boi’s arse again.

Chris reached into his pocket for his phone and brought up his timer and started it running, setting it to 15:00:00.

“Ready, set, go!” Chris said as Tyler was already struggling to loosen his wrists....

Chris stepped back to watch, it was still dark and he didn’t think Tyler had recognised his own playroom, he was probably too focussed on trying to get out, Chris watched him pulling his knees towards his chest trying to loosen the bonds but every time he loosened something it tightened as soon as he relaxed.

“You’re enjoying this ain’t ya!” Said Tyler as he pulled at another rope to try and work out where it was attached to.

“Yeah, but only because it’s usually me in your position and to be fair if it was me I’d probably have been blindfolded, I’m obviously just being nice to you and giving you a fighting chance”

12:52:56

Chris watched as Tyler continued to struggle, he wasn’t making much progress, Chris picked the cuffs off his belt and began fingering them running the ratchet around as he watched the cop struggle, he had the right idea Chris thought and Chris wasn’t great at ropework, but at the same time Tyler obviously hadn’t been the one of the receiving end of bondage in a while.

10:48:15

“Ahh man, for fucks sake” grumbled Tyler as he thought he had a leg free, only to discover that he didn’t, “and you can shut up.” He said to Chris who was laughing in the corner at his failure

“Nearly had it man” Chris laughed, as Tyler slumped back into what was nearly his starting position. “5 mins is nearly up man” said Chris as Tyler began again with renewed vigour, he had to get out, he realised he hadn’t agreed what would happen if he didn’t get out in time.

“What happens if I don’t do this?” Tyler asked.

“Well I’ve not decided yet, but as you’ll still be my captive for the night it’ll probably involve keeping you restrained in some new way” Chris replied smirking, “I’m not gonna tell you what’s planned, would you?”

“No I wouldn’t, not a subs position to know what’s planned.” Said Tyler as he began working on his wrists again.

07:25:35

Tyler managed to free a wrist, his shoulders were still attached together but it meant that he could at least reach the rope at the hoist, only problem was his own weight was pulling all those knots tight, he decided to work on the elbows and biceps and knees to try and free his arms first, then he would be able to tackle the legs after. Chris sat watching quietly, Tyler wasn’t sure if the lad was willing him to complete it in time or not, it was still dark, but there were elements of the room in his peripheral vision that made him think maybe the cheeky cunt had taken him back to his and this was his own kit.

03:12:42

“Coming up to three minutes left man” said Chris as Tyler pulled at his legs, he’d managed to release some of his biceps but not much as he was now hanging from one arm and both legs,

“Think I’m fucking this up.” Said Tyler as he struggled with his booted feet, trying to lift the weight off them so he could remove the tension off the rope holding them to the ceiling.

00:28:15

Tyler managed to release on boot from he other but was still attached to the roof as he swung round and landed on the table, he looked down at his still bound knees and with one arm behind his back he pulled at the rope to release his arm....

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