Postby Exemble » Fri Jul 24, 2015 9:15 am
Sorry about the delay, I'm in the process of moving.
-Exemble
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Dad had brought home Pizza Hut for dinner for everyone. Dad is the best cook in the house, but he never has time thanks to work.
“So how was work?” Scarlett asked, taking a bite of pepperoni.
“Busy as usual, although one of my clients...” I drifted into my own thoughts as he talked about his day.
I continued to think about where she would hide her phone at the end of the day. Then I remembered all about that broken floorboard under my dad's bed. You could very easily open it and no one would even know it was there. She had to be hiding it there, where els-
“Jared!?” I snapped out of it while my dad was yelling at me.
“Yeah?”
“Like I said, how was your day?”
I just looked at Scarlett as she gave a threatening look.
“Pretty uneventful day. I didn't do much today.”
“Did you get around to cleaning the pool today?”
No of course I didn't, I was tied up all day.
“Oh, sorry. I knew I was forgetting something.”
“Just make sure to get it done tomorrow, okay?”
“Don't worry Jim, I will make sure he get's it done tomorrow.” Scarlett chimed in.
“Thanks Scarlett”
We continued to eat our pizza until everyone had finished for the night.
“Jared, if you could please go to your room” Dad told me. “Me and Scarlett would like some alone time.”
They both gave each other sexy looks.
“Sure dad.”
I got up from the table and went to my room. I just sat on my computer finishing up some homework for AP Chemistry and after my report was finished, played some TF2 for a while. Dad and Scarlett were incredibly loud, so I listened to some music, attempting to shut out all the sex noises coming from my living room.
It had finally stopped and I went back to Team Fortress. But before I could even unpause my game, Scarlett burst into my room.
“Do you knock?” I said rudely.
“That's no way to treat your stepmother, now is it Jared?”
“No.” I grumbled.
“Your dad said he wants to watch a movie, you wanna come?” She asked.
As I had nothing better to do, I agreed and began walking out of my room. But Scarlett blocked me in the doorway.
“You know what, you better not” Scarlett said in mocking tone. “You look so tired after all that struggling you did today.”
She grabbed me by the neck and through me onto my bed.
“Wait here.”
She ran down the hall to Dad's bedroom, coming back with some rope and duct tape.
“I thought you could try out some rope, I have been practicing my knot's”
“Can't you just le-” Her hand was clamped over my lips.
“Nope, pet's need to learn there place.” She said. “Just be glad I'm not keeping you in a chair again.”
Her free hand unwrapped the tape off the roll, while letting go of my mouth, the tape was quickly applied around my head. It wasn't very effective without stuffing, but I definitely didn't want my dad hearing my cries for help.
“Spread your arms and legs out.” She commanded.
I obeyed and she tied each limb to the four corners of the bed, tying them just tight enough.
“And for some extra security...”
She loosely tied some rope around my neck, tying the other end to my bed frame. I could barely move my head, it was basically stuck to my pillow.
“Try to get some sleep, Jared.” She said as she flicked the light off. “You have school tomorrow.”
She closed the door, leaving me in the darkness. Along with me trying to get some sleep in my bonds.
For the rest of the week, I was tied pretty much the same way every night. Spread eagle across the bed with tape wrapped around my head. I got use to it so I could sleep well in that position.
She also had said that she would tie me up after I was done with my homework (at least not when dad was home), so I took as long as possible on my homework until Dad got home. By Thursday however, she had caught onto what I was doing and decided to punish me.
I had just driven home in Dad's old truck back from school and grabbed my backpack as I walked into my house. But Scarlett pounced as I walked in and clamped my mouth shut.
“You've been taking an awfully long time on your homework.”
I replied in mmphs and grunts as I tried to free from her grip.
“Maybe it's because you still haven't learned your place.” She said. “So it look's like you aren't getting your homework done tonight.”
I groaned through the gag.
She grabbed some rope she had sitting on a table behind her and forced my hands together, tying my hands together incredibly tight. She grabbed another bundle and forced my elbows together once again. I yelled out in pain.
“You know I wasn't gonna gag you...” She dangled the harness ballgag in front of my face. “…but you just look to cute in one. Plus I won't be hearing any outbursts from you.”
She forced it through my teeth and strapped it incredibly tight around my head. She then brought out a small padlock.
“Just for good measure.” She clipped it around the strap, locking the ballgag in my mouth.
She walked around to my front, giving me a quick slap on the ass on the way. A dog collar was revealed out of her pocket as she strapped it around my neck, along with a small leather leash.
“Let's go.” She said as she tugged on the leash, forcing me to follow her steps.
She led me towards the door to our basement and she walked me down the steps.
“Watch your step.”
I was led down the steps in my bonds as she flicked the light switch on.
“Good thing your dad never comes down here.”
She led me to the center of the cold and damp concrete floor and lay me down. She ungagged me and began to tie my legs together. Securing my ankles, thighs, and knees together. She had dozens of bundles of rope already down here for her use.
“How are you tying me this time?” I said cautiously.
“That's part of the fun isn't? Not knowing what's in store.” She said, surprisingly not gagging me.
She untied my arms and decided to put them in an incredibly tight reverse prayer tie position, and strapping them to my chest with rope.
“Where the hell did you learn that?” I questioned.
“Experience.” She said. “And you should be learning to talk less, as you are going to be gagged for quite some time.”
With my body pretty much completely secure in rope, she slipped her panties off once again. Her hand was stuck down here pants as she shimmied them down her jeans.
“I wore a pair of granny panties, just so I could get some better stuffing for you.”
She stuffed them far down my mouth, making my cheeks bulge.
“You need a tad more stuffing it seems.”
She took her red sweater off she was wearing to reveal a white push up bra to me. My eyes shot wide open and she took notice to my attention.
“I see you like my breasts quite a bit.”
I continued to stare, as she unclipped her bra and revealed her bare perfect breasts. Nice erect nipples, natural and plump, perfect.
“Don't get to use to it.” She stuffed the bra deep down my throat as she slipped her sweater back on, making my cheeks bulge even more. My mouth already felt sore.
She took off her belt, holding her jeans in place, and secured it around my head. The stuffing was definitely staying in.
“I thought I would try something different.”
She knelt next to me with another bundle of rope and tied one end around my neck, while the other was tied around my feet. Placing me into a hogtie position.
Her eyes gazed at me as she took some more pictures of me.
“You know what, suspension is a great idea!”
I tried to utter confusion, the panties and bra blocked any chance of conveying anything.
She grabbed a stepstool from the corner and tied some rope to a hook in the ceiling. I wasn't sure of the original purpose, but I figured out what she was doing to me.
I was picked up by the chest, as she set me on end table she dragged below the hook.
“You're going to look great like this.”
She tied the other end of the rope to the piece stretching across my body and began to hoist me up towards the ceiling. She then tied off the rope as I was around five feet off the ground.
“There.”
I simply grunted through my gag, attempting to curse at her some more.
“Sorry hon, I can't understand you through all those undergarments.”
I swung back and forth from the ceiling.
“Now for your punishment.” As if this humiliation wasn't enough already.
She unbuttoned my shorts, despite my gagged protests. She then pulled down my boxers to reveal my erect cock.
“I've seen bigger.” She said as she began to stroke it.
Drool began pouring out of my mouth along with sexual moans of pleasure.
“Can't let you orgasm, can we?” She let go of my cock as I struggled to relieve myself.
She laughed at my struggles for freedom.
I stared down at her as she pulled out a condom to my shock.
“You'll see.”
She it slipped over my incredibly hard cock and slipped a bullet vibrator down the side. She set it to low. Drool once again began pouring from my mouth.
“It should put you just on the edge of climax.”
I grunted as she sexily laughed at my predicament.
“Now for some more pictures.”
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Exemble on Wed Dec 02, 2015 4:21 pm, edited 1 time in total.