Postby solidiceshark32 » Sat Apr 30, 2016 10:59 am
Hey everyone, so sorry for the very long wait, been busy these days for the both of us so not a whole lot of time to write but I promise you that both Bondagemom and I will see this through. I have decided to split part two of the story in half so that there is something for you guys to enjoy while we work on finishing the second half of it so enjoy part two everyone and this will be all in the mother's POV:
Paul thinks on his choices for a moment before looking towards me.
"I think we'll start with the washing line." Paul stated
Paul then walks off to go grab the washing line.
"How much washing line do you think you will use?" I call after him.
Paul doesn't answer me back. So I just quickly go to the doors and windows and make sure their all shut and locked. I then see Paul come back into the living room with all of the washing line he could find in the garage which was a ton.
"All of them, can't have my beautiful mother getting away from me. So do you want to take off your skirt too before we get started? Or would want to wait til later?" Paul questioned
I think on it for a moment and decided that seeing as how I am going to lose it eventually I might as well take it off now.
"Let's lose the skirt, it will make it easier for you to tie me." I smile and get to my feet, unzipping my skirt and dropping it to the floor before stepping out of it and putting it on the couch.
Paul just stares at me, his mother only left in my sexy looking bra and panties and stockings and stilettos.
"I have always wondered what you look like in your undergarments mom and you look more sexy looking then those other milfs I have seen in those pictures and videos." Paul mentioned
I blush a bit hearing that from my own son, but since finding those pictures I was hoping he would say something like that.
"Then let's not delay any longer, let's see how I look tied up." I say smiling with excitement.
Paul then grabs one of the washer lines and comes over to me he then grabs me by the shoulders with his fingers touching my breasts which causes me to blush and an odd feeling. He then slowly turns me around takes a moment to get a feel of my big boobs before he slowly moves down to my wrists and bringing them behind me having the palms of my hands making them touch my elbows. I then tilt my head back looking over my shoulders as he positions my arms in the box tie wondering what he has in store.
He then begins to tie my hands tightly behind me with the washer line making it tighter with every loop. I let out a sensual gasp as the line bites into my wrists, pinning them to my elbows and making my bust bulge outwards. Once he has my hands nice and secure, he then uses the left over one and loop them over each shoulder before bringing them back to my back tightly tying it off making the sure all the knots are out of reach.
"How does it look? It feels amazing." I told him smiling enthusiastically, my breasts looking amazing as my shoulders are pulled back.
He slowly spins me around taking a long glance at my breasts before turning me back around. He then wraps his arms around you and begin feeling up my breasts.
"It's look good so far and I have admit I have been wanting to do this to you for a long time and I always wonder what it be like to touch these sexy breasts of your mother dear." Paul whispered in your ear
I shiver a bit at this and I let out a soft moan as my son continues to feel up my breasts.
"Oh wow, I really like how this feels. It's so goooood!" I say with a smile, rocking my shoulders to make my breasts bounce in his grip
"You starting to wish you had discovered my big secret a few years ago?" Paul questioned
He then leans in towards my ear.
"Cause I know I am wishing that I had done this to you even without your ok." Paul added as he starts squeezing my breasts harder.
"You should have done it. You should have just tied me up against my will." I say, very enthusiastic as I love how hard the squeezing of my breasts is becoming letting out another soft moan.
As Paul continues to squeeze my breasts, he slowly walks me over to a wall. I could also tell without looking that he is staring at my panties covered ass as we walk. Once we are at the wall he then turns me around and presses me against the wall and puts his hands back on my breasts and comes in closer. I then begin breathing a bit harder as I stare at him wondering what he has planned next.
"Then tell me if this next thing is going to be against your will or something you will enjoy. Your son kissing you." Paul mentioned
I just stare at him confused as to what he meant. He then begins to squeeze my breasts again as he then also leans in connects his lips with mine. As quickly as he begins kissing me, I pull away, but mostly because I can see it's my son before me.
"Wait! Th-this is wrong." I muttered
He then lets go of my breasts and presses his body against mine to keep me pinned to the wall.
"And me squeezing your breasts isn't?" Paul questioned before he grabs my face with his hands and begins kissing me on the lips again. I just close my eyes, accepting the kiss this time. I begin to secretly enjoy this but it still feels a bit weird. After a good while, he then breaks the kiss as he just stares at me and I stare at him.
"Do you really enjoy this?" I inquired
Paul smirks a bit.
"If you had seen the whole slide show you would actually known the answer to your question and be shock at the same time." Paul mentioned
I just stare at him wondering what he meant by that comment. He then moves me away from the wall before grabbing another washer line and ties it around my waist before he then puts it through in between my legs and ties it off in the back attaching it to my boxtied arms. I gasp as the line tugs up between my legs, settling deep into my crotch.
"I must say, I can see why you enjoy this. It's such a thrill." I muttered
"Yeah, and with dad gone for the week, you will get to experience a lot of different bondage positions as well as a few other things." Paul mentioned
Paul then grabs another washer line and begins wrapping it below and above my breasts then in between them to make a tight rope harness.
"You're going to keep me restrained the entire time your father is away? What is to stop me from calling for help?" I asked slyly even though I wouldn't do it anyway
Once he finished tying off the washer line around my breasts I grab the rest and then lead me towards his room.
"Oh I have ways to keep you quiet." Paul mentioned
We then enter his room and he makes me sit at the chair next to his computer and turn the screen savor off for the moment as he then uses another washer line to wrap it around my lap and the chair. He then crosses my ankles and ties them together with washer line before using another one to attach them to the left chair leg. He then uses more to tie below and above my knees and thighs. I then begin to rock from side to side, testing these new restraints and barely being able to move other than leaning my torso forward slightly.
"Well, I suppose I won't be going anywhere now." I mentioned as I wiggle a bit causing my bound breasts to bounce.
Paul then comes over and sits on my lap.
"Now I think we will continue our fun for a bit before I gag you and leave to you in this chair to enjoy the bondage slide show that I will start back up on the computer." Paul mentioned
He then starts feeling up my breasts again and he starts kissing my neck slowly going towards my face. As he kisses my neck and knead my breasts, he can feel my breathing grow heavier as I moan slightly as I fully begin to enjoy it now. He then reaches my face. Then he starts kissing my lips again as he also squeezes my breasts harder but this time unlike the last few times, I kiss back, and close my eyes tilting my head back and moaning softly some more. After doing this for a about five minutes Paul then breaks the kiss and goes to his nightstand and dig out a roll of duck tape and rolled up rag and comes back over to me.
"Ready to be gag?" Paul asked as he sets the rolled up rag on the desk and rips off a few strips of tape
"Mmmm, I have always wondered what it'd feel like to have tape over my lips." I muttered
"Then open up." Paul told me holding up the rolled up rag
I do so without hesitation as I open up my mouth wide. Paul then shoves it into my mouth then places the three strips he had ripped off over my mouth to seal it in. He then smooths it out over my mouth.
"Now that your gag, I will set up the screen saver for your viewing pleasure." Paul told me
I lean back on the chair ready to enjoy the show. He then sets it from the beginning.
"Now once you get to the last 200 pics of the screen savor, you will finally understand why I was comfortable with kissing you." Paul told me
Paul then sets it up to start in one minute.
"Enjoy the show and I will return in about an hour or two." Paul stated squeezing my tits hard one last time before he walks out of the room closing the door behind him
I'm curious as to where you are going but I settle down and watch the screensaver, satisfied that I won't be going anywhere any time soon. As I watch the screensaver, outstanding by the images, shocked and surprised but a little aroused by what is being depicted. And it begins to give me some naughty thoughts on what my own son could be planning for me next and hopes he does these things to me as well. Suddenly, the images that appear on the screen as I begin seeing my twin daughters Paul's older sisters both tied individually and together both being fondled and kissed by Paul but also kissing each other.
"MMRRMMMM!" I cried out in surprise.
The photos then begin showing my daughters kissing, dominating each other as well as being kissed and groped by my son and their brother. I struggle and frown, moaning out into my gag in disbelief.
"Mmmmmph, mmmmmmph, hmmmph." I muffling through the gag
After a few more minutes, the pictures then change back to girls I don't know. Shocked, and confused I then begin to struggle, trying to get away from the chair.
"MMMMMMMPH, MMMMMMPH, HMMMMMMMPH!! I moan loudly through my gag trying to get my sons attention to come back into the room
But I find that the harder I struggle, the tighter these washerlines get but I just ignore the pain and continue my efforts to free myself or at least have Paul hear me and come back into the room.
And that will end part two. Hope you all enjoyed it and Bondagemom and I will try and get finished with the other part and get it out as soon as we can.