Den Mother Self Tied
It was a
summer morning and my friend was over visiting. Her son was away at band camp.
My son was at home. He was not in the band because he is as tone deaf as can
be. Well I guess he saw an opportunity to tie us both up and keep us his
captives for the morning.
We were soon
confronted by a masked intruder, banishing a toy pistol, and telling us if we
did as told we wouldn't be hurt. We both looked at each other and just put our
hands up. My friend didn't help anything when she said, "please don't hurt us. We won't cause you any trouble. You
can tie us up just to be sure".
My son agreed
that was a good idea. He had us get up out of our chairs and sit on the floor
so we were back to back. He then tossed both my friend and I a piece of rope
and told us to tie our ankles together.
I asked,
"you want us to tie ourselves up".
He said,
"that's right. I can't tie one of you up and
watch the other one to". He then told us we better tie the ropes tight
because we wouldn't like it if he had to retie them.
I drew my
legs up toward me just a little and leaned forward so I could reach my ankles.
I wasn't as easy I thought. I did manage to get the rope wrapped snuggly around my ankles and took any slack out by cinching
the ropes tight. My friend and I finished about the same time.
My son tossed
us another rope and told us to tie our legs above our knees. I was wearing
slacks so that was not a problem. My friend was wearing a sundress so she had
to lift her skirt back to tie her legs. Again I wrapped and then cinched. My
legs were now tightly tied. I remember leaning back on my hands and looking
down at my legs and thinking, "not bad". I had done as good a job one
of the boys could have done or as I had done when I had tied up my friend.
Next we were
handed a medium size kitchen sponge and told to put them in our mouths. I
compressed the sponge and pushed it into my mouth. My friend did the same. We
were then handed a large scarf and told to tie a knot in the middle. Once the
knot was tied we were told to put the knot in our mouths over the sponge and
tie them tightly behind our heads. As I cinched the gag tight in my mouth I
remember thinking, having to tie and gag yourself, was
a very interesting experience. This definitely was a new and interesting
feeling.
We were then
handed another scarf and told to blindfold ourselves with it. That done we were
instructed to put our hands behind our backs and lean forward. I placed my
hands behind me and leaned forward as instructed. I could feel and sense my
son's movements as he tied my friend's hands. He then crossed and tied my
wrists behind my back.
He then had
us sit up. My bound wrists were now up against my friends bound wrists and we
sat back to back. My son then wrapped what seemed like a lot of rope around us starting
around our waists, up below our breasts, and finally above our breasts. We were
firmly locked together.
Every time my
friend breathed I could feel the ropes tighten slightly and I'm sure she could
feel the same when I took a breath. We were left tie up for a little over an
hour.
When our
rescue arrived the rope around our upper body holding
us together was unwound and our hands were untied. We were then left to finish
untying ourselves. I removed my blindfold. And, then I don't know if it was from
habit of my gag always being removed last or what, I left my gag in and began
untying my legs. Interestingly enough as I was removing my gag I glanced back
at my friend and she tooh had left her gag in until
the last.
Anyway that was the incident, which got me to thinking about tying myself up.
If I remember any other interesting stories I will certainly write them down.
In the mean time everyone have fun and please continue to share your
experiences.
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