This is a continuation on a story I posted on the request site.
Here we go again! How come I never, ever learn?
After my mother had tied me up as a punishment for being late, she grounded me. Remember? Well, last night, as we were sitting in the livingroom watching TV, she suddenly said: â€How did you like being tied up, hon?â€
I was quite taken aback by the question. â€I… think I liked most of it, but I’m not sure. Why do you ask?â€
“I was just wondering. How would you react, if I said I’d like to tie you up again? Tomorrow, I mean!â€
I thought about it for a moment and then I just said nonchalantly “O.K! If you don‘t mind, I‘d like to go to bed now. Good night!â€
“Good night! I want you to wear the footy pajamas I gave you tonight,†my mother said.
I was startled, but the look my mother gave me, told me she wasn’t in the mood for an argument. I just retrieved the pajamas (witch was a neon like pink) from my room and went into the bathroom. When I came out again, my mother waited for me, with a couple of lengths of rope in her hands, a bandana and a role of duck tape.
“Give me your hands,†she said.
I held them out as she told me, but I just had to ask, “ I thought you said that you would do this tomorrow? Ouch, that’s to tight!â€
“Sorry, sweetie. I know I said I would do this tomorrow, but I can’t risk having you running around and making preparations to spoil the fun for us!†she said, while she stuffed the bandana in my mouth sealing it with some strips of tape, making sure it didn‘t into my hair to much. “Well for me, any way!“ she added. She tied my hands in an X-fashion, knotting it off just out of reach of my fingers,
We went into my bedroom and at her request; I sat down on the edge of the bed.
“ I’ve got an idea for tomorrow!†she said, with a query look in her eyes. “What if I tied you to your bed for most of the day? Of course I would let you use the bathroom every once in a while, and have something to eat and drink during the day, but most of the time you would be tied to your bed. How does that sound, to you?â€
I moaned as best I could, through the gag but then I nodded O.K. I was then told to lay down on the bed and my mother tied my thighs and ankles together, again making sure I couldn’t get at the knots too easily.
After having spent a rather uncomfortable, and largely sleepless night tied up in bed, I was awakened by her the next morning.
“So sweetie, are you ready for your day in bed?†she asked as she released me from my bonds and the by now very soggy gag and gave me a drink of water.
“Yes, I am.†I said, after having taken a sip of the much-needed water, so I could speak again. “Let me just have some breakfast and then we can begin.â€
“Breakfast is ready in the kitchen. Don’t bother getting dressed today, as you won’t be going anywhere anyway. And besides, I like those pajamas. I think the colour suites you!â€
I wasn’t sure I agreed, but who was I to argue with her? I just went into the bathroom and did my business and went to have some breakfast.
When I had finished eating, my mother came over and stuffed my mouth with a clean and dry bandana and put some tape over my mouth. She didn’t tie my hands, however. We went back to my bedroom and I lay down on the bed again. I held out my hands for her to tie them together, but she took one hand and tied it to one bedpost. She then took the other hand and tied that to the other bedpost, all the time making sure the cuffs of the pajamas were between the ropes and my wrists so they didn’t hurt them too much. Then she tied my feet to the posts at the bottom of the bed. “I’m off to the store for a while. I’ll see you in a bit.†she said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Will you be O.K like this for a while?â€
I grunted, “U-hum†through the gag and then she left me.
I must have dozed off after a couple of minutes, and when I woke up again I was startled to see a male friend of mine, standing by the bedside.
He smiled down at me and asked, “Did your mother tie you up like this?â€
I nodded `Yes´.
He then asked me: “Do you want me to release you?†to which I shook my head `No´.
At that point, my mother came back from the store and explained that this was something we both had wanted to do. She also said I was going to be tied up for the rest of the day, or until I said I didn’t want to any more. Then she asked me, if I still was O.K. Again I nodded `Yes´.
My friend ended up staying most of the day, even though he wasn’t tied up. He said he didn’t want to at that point, but maybe later.
As we had agreed, I was only released when I had to go to the bathroom, or when it was time to eat. Otherwise I was tied up and tape gagged the whole time, either on the bed or on the desk chair in my room.
That night, my mother again tied my hands in front of me. Then she tied my thighs and ankles, gave me a good night kiss on the cheek and asked if I had had a good time today. I nodded. She said she thought as much, seeing how much my eyes were gleaming.