Bryan dropped out of high school after he turned Eighteen, he got tired of his guidance counselor trying to kick him out of the school, because he was too old, he got home from work at a fast food franchise, he gets tired of people messing with him all the time, he is thinking of quitting his job, he bought pantyhose at the department store from his last paycheck, he also bought handcuffs and ankle cuffs, he takes off his pants, leaves his black shirt on, puts on the pantyhose hose he just bought, enjoying the feel of the sink on his legs as he puts on the beige pantyhose, grabbed the ankle cuffs, locking each cuff over the silk on both ankles separated by a twelve inch chain, tosses the key to his handcuffs to the corner of his room, goes to the opposite corner with his handcuffs, locks one cuff on his wrists gets down on his knees, holding the middle of the chain on his ankle cuffs with the hand that has a handcuff on, he grabbed the other cuff with the other hand, bringing it under the chain, then latching the cuff on his other wrists, he hogtied himself, he leaned on the wall to sit on the floor, the chain is rubbing against that silk on his bum. He sat on one of his calves, looking at his pantyhose legs bent at the knees enjoying the feeling of being helpless and unable to get out, he could roll over to the corner to get the key to the handcuffs, then he hears the front door opening his mom returned home early, he forgot to lock the door to his room, his mom was walking down the hallway, he tried rolling towards the key, but his mom opened the door.
"Bryan dropping out of school is one thing." His mom Carry said. "But using the money you've earned at your job to buy women's underwear and buying handcuffs and ankle cuffs from an adult store is not what you should spend you money on." She looked down at her son with pantyhose and his shirt with cuffs around all four limps.
"I can do with my money whatever I want." Bryan said down on his stomach. "I am going to quit my job, because I can't deal with customers that don't know what the hell they want." He rolled back on his back, leaving his knees up in the air. "Now get out off my room, so I can get the key to these handcuffs."
"Really..." Carry said as she looked down to find the key, walked over squatted down to pick it up. "...well looks like you won't be needing this for awhile." She stood up and put it into the pockets of her jeans.
"Drop the key mom." Bryan yelled at her.
"No, You've been living in my house..." Carry said calmly as she walks over to his shoes with Bryan' s socks tucked in "...I have been letting you stay without paying rent..." She takes out the socks and ties them together. "...it's time for you to learn."
"I don't need to learn nothing, mom.." Bryan yelled at at her "...what happened to dad, he was supposed to teach me."
"Your dad got killed trying to stop a bank robbery." Carry said as she places the knot of the two socks tied together in Bryan's mouth then tied it behind his head. "I got a secret to tell you, but your not ready to hear it." She said as she stood up from gagging him with his dirty socks. "You can lay there until I figure out how you can earn, the right to hear the secret, sometimes I wish I had a girl." She walked out of his room shutting the door.
Bryan is angry at his mom for leaving him in self bondage by taking his escape plan, plus making him taste his own feet, he rolled on his stomach, getting frustrated, the spare key to the handcuffs are in the top drawer in his dresser, the keys for the ankle cuffs are in the same place as his spare handcuff key, he rolled to his side to wait for his mother to decide what to do with him, he started crying thinking about his father volunteering as a hostage to replace a woman from getting killed by the bankrobbers as a threat to the police that they mean business, he cried himself to sleep.
Boocola has to proof read it later