## One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Mon Nov 01, 2010 9:30 pm

"Hi, Aunt Trish!" my nephew said, as I got out of the car.
"Hi, Eric," I replied, grinning in delight at the sight of my handsome 18
year old nephew. "I swear, you get taller every time I se you!"
â€œThatâ€™s because you donâ€™t see me more than once ever three months,â€
Eric retorted. He came over to give me a hug, and I realized with a new
amazement that my brotherâ€™s son really was growing up, it was
still hard to believe he could be eighteen years old! It seemed like just
yesterday that he and his twin sister had been born, tiny little infants in
their crib.
I sighed. I was delighted to see Eric again, and looking forward to seeing
my brother and my niece, but there was no way around the melancholy
truth. The fact that my brothersâ€™ twins were eighteen meant I was not as
young as I used to be, either.
Oh, I was not too upset about being 44 years old, donâ€™t get me wrong.
But the only thing that reminded me more of my entry into middle age
than the fact that my niece and nephew were now 18 was that fact that
my own son and daughter were now 20.
Yes, my brother and I both have twins. It runs in families, and it probably
will not surprise you to learn, after what Iâ€™ve said, that my brother and I
are also twins. Iâ€™m the elder of the two of us, Iâ€™m told, by about twenty
minutes or so, and obviously we are not identical twins, if that was not
obvious from the fact that my brother is a boy and Iâ€™m a girl, the last time
I looked down there. My boobs tend to support the girl theory, too.
â€œWhere are Tony and Stephanie?â€ Eric asked me.
â€œTheyâ€™ll be along a little later,â€ I said. â€œThey had some trouble finishing
up with the movers back east, so they told me to come on ahead and said
theyâ€™ll be along as soon as they can. They should be hear by the end of
the day, though.â€
â€œGreat,â€ Eric said, â€œI canâ€™t wait to see my cousins again!â€
â€œSo where are your parents?â€ I asked, surprised that my brother Jason
and his wife Mary had not come out to greet me.
â€œOh, theyâ€™re in the house,â€ Eric said. â€œTheyâ€™re...sort of helping Shae
with something, actually.:â€
Shae was Ericâ€™s twin sister, just so you know what he was talking about.
â€œSo, Aunt Trish,â€ Eric asked me, as we strolled along the walk up to the
house my brother and sister-in-law lived in, â€œis the divorce final?â€
â€œYes,â€ I said, and sighed. It was not that I was sorry to see the back of
my rotten, faithless excuse for an ex-husband. The only good thing he
ever did for me was my kids Tony and Stephanie. Otherwise, I was not
at all sorry to see his alcohol-soaked temper, his spendthrift ways, or
his lies go. Whatever love I had ever felt for him was years gone, and
as far as I was concerned he was the problem of his latest floozy. She
had not been his first affair, but she had turned out to be the last one I
was willing to tolerate.
Still...itâ€™s never fun to accept that you failed at marriage, even if it was
not really your fault.
â€œYes,â€ I told my nephew, â€œit was final six weeks ago. Iâ€™m just looking
forward to a new start.â€
â€œAre Steph and Tony upset?â€
â€œNot really,â€ I said. â€œHe treated them worse than he did me, most of
the time.â€
â€œCreep,â€ Eric said, voicing what I knew to be the consensus opinion of
the entire family. Heck, even my former in-laws had told me that in their
view, I was the victim and their son was a creep!
Anyway, I had sold my old house, and my brother had sent word that he
knew of a job opening in his city, so I had crossed the country to take a
new job, on the West Coast. My son and daughter still lived with me and
had come west with me, they were college-students and were transferring
their credits to a local university. Yes, weâ€™re a close family and if that
bothers you too bad!
Anyway, that was how I ended up walking up the front steps to the sea-
shore house where my brother, sister-in-law, and niece and nephew
lived. It was a nice place, lots of rooms (my brother and his wife are
both very successful businesspeople), spread out along a nice piece
of expensive beach front property, inside a high privacy fence that was
open to the sea and closed on the other three sides.
I had the distinct impression that my nephew was hiding a smile as we
went inside, but I was not sure why until my eyes, which had been used
to the bright southern California sunshine, adjusted enough that I could
see clearly in the relative darkness of the otherwise cheerfully bright
living room. When my eyes did adjust, I did a double-take!
There, standing in the middle of the floor, was my niece Shae. A tall
slender girl with long brown hair, she was dressed for the mild climate
in shorts, a halter, and flip-flops. But it was not my eighteen year old
niece that caused me to do a double-take, but the sight that greeted me
on the floor in front of her: my 44 year old brother and his 43 year old
wife, both of them as naked as the day they were born, and tied up in a
complicated tangle with soft ropes!
â€œWhat in the world?!â€ I exclaimed, and I saw my brother and sister-in-
law look up to see me, their eyes widened and they made funny little
â€˜mmmphhinnngâ€™ noises. That was the only sound they could
make, since they each had a mouth stuffed full of a ball-gag!
â€œHi, Aunt Trish!â€ Shae said. She had a rope in her hand, and I realized
she had probably just finished tying up her parents!!
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by hafnermg » Tue Nov 02, 2010 1:28 pm

i can already tell this will be an awesome story after all you have written my 3 all time favorite stories on this site! and now a new one boy am I excited!
Its great so far I can't wait for more!

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Suestruggles » Sun Nov 07, 2010 8:10 am

Cool start to the story. I wish my kids could tie me up
Sue
Fit to be tied, wants to struggle.

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by NaughtyNats » Sun Nov 07, 2010 10:31 am

Well Sue if you came over maybe I could oblige.
NAUGHTY NATS
Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Wed Nov 10, 2010 11:37 pm

> TiedTight1 wrote:"Hi, Aunt Trish!" my nephew said, as I got out of the car.
> â€œHi, Aunt Trish!â€ Shae said. She had a rope in her hand, and I realized
> she had probably just finished tying up her parents!!
> TO BE CONTINUED...

"What on Earth?!!" I gasped in wonder, as I stared down at the amazing
sight of my brother and my sister-in-law on the floor, helpless and exposed.
"Hi, Aunt Trish!" Shae said. "How do you like our little surprise?!"
â€œS-surprise?! I-is that what you call this?!â€ I managed to stammer, blushing
in spite of myself, but unable to keep my eyes away from the helpless pair
on the floor. â€œWhatâ€™s going on here?!â€
â€œMom and Dad lost a bet,â€ Eric said from the door as he followed me into
the living room. â€œTheyâ€™re just paying the forfeit!â€
â€œA bet?!â€ I exclaimed. â€œThat must have been some bet!â€
I looked down at Jason and Mary again, they were blushing at least as red
as I was, and I suppose I could not blame them, I mean they were tied up
and naked and I was standing right there looking down at them! In
fact, they looked so cute, blushing and making these little embarrassed
and mortified noises through their gags, that part of me was fighting a
little smile in spite of myself.
â€œYeah, it was,â€ Shae said. â€œMom and Dad vs. Eric and me! We made a
bet on the outcome of a ball game, Eric and I thought our old high school
would win the regional softball championship and Mom and Dad didnâ€™t,
and we made a bet over it. Our school won and so we did too!â€
â€œAnd that means you get to tie up your parents?!â€
â€œYep,â€ Eric said with a happy grin, looking down at the authors of his
existence. â€œLosers had to let the winners tie them up any way they
wanted today, and Shae and I decided we wanted them this way! We
didnâ€™t figure on you arriving early, though!â€
â€œYeah, we were gonna untie â€˜em when it was about time for you to
get here,â€ Shae put in.
â€œIs it true, you agreed to this?â€ I asked Jason, kneeling down beside
my brother and sister-in-law. Blushing, he nodded, and so did his
pretty wife, and I grinned, taking a closer look at the rope work Shae
had used to turn her parents into helpless prisoners.
Jason and Mary were lying on their sides on the floor, facing each
other, their arms around each other. Shae had tied each oneâ€™s wrists
behind the otherâ€™s back, locking husband and wife into a tight and
secure embrace, and she had tied their ankles together, but in an
odd way, Jasonâ€™s left ankle was tied to Maryâ€™s right ankle, and vice
versa, and additional ropes were wrapped around both of them, at
waist level, knee level, and their legs were tied at the knees as well.
All in all, it was as if the two of them had been turned into single
figure, since they could only move as a unit. Or maybe better yet,
it was if theyâ€™d been turned into a single inanimate object, because
they sure could not move on their own!!
I looked more closely and saw that their gags were strapped behind
their heads and had holes in the balls, making is fairly easy for them
to breathe, while also rendering them both quite mute. I couldnâ€™t
help myself, I glanced toward my brotherâ€™s privates, and he blushed
even redder as he realized I saw that he was rock-hard, his cock
pressed against his wifeâ€™s warm body tied to him.
I giggled and gave Jason a hard slap on his bare bottom, before I
stood up and asked the twins, â€œHow on Earth did this come about?
The whole idea, I mean?!â€
Shae laughed and said, â€œOh, come off it, Aunt Trish, we know all
about how you and Dad used to tie each other up when you were
our age!â€
Now it was my turn to blush again!
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by xtc » Thu Nov 11, 2010 10:20 am

Very entertaing start. When may we look forward to the next part?
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by NaughtyNats » Sun Nov 14, 2010 3:47 am

I bet aunt trish gets tied next. named or clothed (what is she wearing?)
NAUGHTY NATS
Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Sun Nov 14, 2010 11:49 pm

> TiedTight1 wrote:

> > TiedTight1 wrote:
> > Shae laughed and said, â€œOh, come off it, Aunt Trish, we know all
> > about how you and Dad used to tie each other up when you were
> > our age!â€
> > Now it was my turn to blush again!
> > TO BE CONTINUED...

"H-how-I mean I don't-But it's not-" I stammered, totally at a loss for the
best way to react to my nieceâ€™s words.
Unfortunately, though my first instinct was to deny it, both my nephew
and my niece had a look on their face that suggested futility, and given
the condition my brother and sister-in-law were in, it appeared that they
were hardly naÃ¯fs on this subject!
Eric and Shae broke out laughing at my stunned and stammering reaction,
apparently I must have made quite a sight.
â€œIf you could have seen your face just now, Aunt Trish!â€ Eric said, â€œit was
one for the photo album, or would have been if I had just had my camera
out when it happened!â€
â€œYeah,â€ Shae put in, â€œyou blushed redder than your lipstick!â€
I managed to get myself under control, and said, with as steady a voice as
I could manage, â€œDare I ask how you two found out about that?â€
I was sort of proud of myself, my voice was fairly level, and my sense of
humor was starting to catch up with my shock, it was a funny situation,
after all, when I thought about it with a little perspective.
â€œMom and Dad are into the same games you and Dad were into when you
were teenagers,â€ Eric explained. â€œNow, they always kept it from us, of
course, when we were little, but when we were in high school one day we
found their secret photo album, purely by accident, but it was just full of
old pictures, some of â€˜em from when you and Dad played, later with pics
of Mom and Dad!â€
I felt myself blushing again! I knew those pictures existed, of course,
at least the ones of Jason and myself and some of our friends from the old
days of our games, but Iâ€™d forgotten all about them, it had been decades,
after all! The thought that my innocent niece and nephew had found them
was humiliating, embarrassing...
â€œHow old were when you found them?â€ I stammered in dismay.
â€œWe were fourteen,â€ Shae said. â€œOlder than you and Dad were in some of
the pictures!â€
That was true, Jason and I had started playing our bondage games back in
middle school, weâ€™d always kept it secret from our parents but we had at
at times â€˜playedâ€™ with some of our friends. With an effort of will I forced
myself to remember that Shae and Eric, as young as they now seemed to
me at 44, were the same age I had been when Jason and I had played our
games back in the old days. Somehow, 18 did not seem as old on Shae
and Eric as I remembered it being on Jason and myself!
â€œDad reacted about the way you just did when he realized weâ€™d found
the album,â€ Eric went on. â€œBut when he and Mom calmed down and
realized that it was done, they explained about the games and how it
was for fun, and Shae and I couldnâ€™t resist trying it out ourselves, on our
own, and it was fun!â€
â€œMom and Dad were kinda freaked out when they caught us at it, but
what could they say?â€ Shae giggled. â€œIt took us a while to convince
â€˜em to tie us up, or let us do them...but we did and weâ€™ve all been into
it for a while now, though Mom insisted on a â€˜no nudityâ€™ rule until
Eric and I turned 18.â€
â€œWell, thank Heaven for that...I think,â€ I muttered, still kind of stunned.
â€œYeah, like you and Dad always had your clothes on in those old
pictures,â€ Shae snickered. â€œAnd you two sure werenâ€™t eighteen then!â€
â€œYeah, but that was different,â€ I said, though I could not have told you
exactly how. â€œAnd we werenâ€™t doing it with our parents!!â€
â€œToo bad about that,â€ Shae said. â€œIt just means Grandma and Grandpa
missed out on some fun!â€
â€œYou didnâ€™t know your grandparents,â€ I said, which was true, Shae and
Eric had been tiny when our parents died in a car accident. â€œThey would
not have been okay with any of it!â€
â€œWell, too bad for them!â€ Eric announced with a happy grin. â€œItâ€™s a lot
of fun!â€
â€œWhat about you, Aunt Trish?â€ Shae asked slyly. â€œHow longâ€™s it been
since you got tied up?â€
I blushed but admitted, â€œNot since college, the last time I did it wa the
last time your father and I played together!â€
â€œYouâ€™re kidding!â€ Eric exclaimed. â€œNow that Iâ€™ve gotten into it I just
canâ€™t imagine giving it up!â€
â€œYou werenâ€™t-I mean...the thing is that you have to have somebody you
trust to play with,â€ I said, wondering why I felt the need to explain. â€œMy
ex-husband...I realized very quickly that he was not who I thought he was
when we got married, and I didnâ€™t like him enough to really want
to tie him up, and I sure wasnâ€™t going to let that bastard tie me up!
â€œThere has to be trust for bondage games to be any fun,â€ I added, â€œand
trust is not something my ex-husband and I had going on. So...I just
quit doing it and forgot all about it, until today, to tell you the truth. I
donâ€™t think Iâ€™ve even thought about it in probably twenty years!â€
â€œNow thatâ€™s sad,â€ Shae said. â€œBut I guess I can understand it, I know
I can trust Mom and Dad and Eric, but with somebody I knew I couldnâ€™t
trust...I guess I can see your point!â€
I sighed. â€œLife is like that sometimes, kids. You just have to make the
best of the hand youâ€™re dealt.â€™
â€œOver twenty years,â€ Shae said. â€œEric, do you think we owe to our
Aunt Trish to tie her up and let her have a little fun!â€
I saw Eric grin and held up my hands, â€œOh no! Iâ€™m 44, not 14! You
are not tying me up!â€
â€œYes, we are!â€ Eric announced, catching me gently by the arms and
pulling me toward him. â€œGet the rope, Shae, letâ€™s put Aunt Trish in
the pile with Mom and Dad!â€
â€œEric, I said no!â€ I protested, but though I struggled, for some reason
I couldnâ€™t seem to make myself fight very hard, and I was laughing
as I protested. The truth was that a big part of me loved the idea, it
was just that the idea of doing it after all those years, and with under
these conditions, felt really strange and unnerving!
But like I said, I wasnâ€™t putting up as much of a fight as I intended to!
I looked down at my brother and sister-in-law, Mary was blushing and
Jason looked as if he liked the idea, as best I could tell, in fact I had
a feeling they were both grinning or would have been except for their
ball-gags! But then again, though Iâ€™d been the one to introduce our
game to him, he had always taken a special delight in tying me up.
Eric picked me up off the floor, and my flip-flops fell to the floor as
he did, I kicked at him but my bare feet didnâ€™t have much impact, and
I have to admit I wasnâ€™t kicking nearly as hard as I could have done.
Shae clearly saw that I was torn about my refusal, and she said to
me, â€œAunt Trish, if you really want us to stop, say so. But if
you do, be warned that weâ€™re going to tell our cousins all about the
games you and Dad used to play, and show them the pictures too!â€
That really got to me, the thought of my kids seeing those pictures
froze me in my tracks. I stopped struggling.
â€œYouâ€™ll go easy on me?â€ I asked. â€œI havenâ€™t done this in a long, long
time, you know?â€
â€œWe promise,â€ Eric said, letting go of my arms.
â€œAnd my kids never know a thing about it?â€
â€œWe wonâ€™t tell them,â€ Shae said, â€œwithout your consent.â€
I drew a breath and said, â€œAll right.â€
â€œGreat!â€ Eric said. â€œBut you have to bare it all, just like Mom
and Dad!â€
I stared at my nephew, looked down at my nude brother and his
equally bare wife, back at Shae and Eric, and thought about
their threat to tell my kids about their motherâ€™s wild teenage
years...and they did have the photographs! I was going
to strangle Jason for letting that happen, I vowed!
Oh well, I mused, theyâ€™re both eighteen and if their
parents are okay with it, why not?
â€œAll right,â€ I said, â€œbut go easy on me!â€
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by NaughtyNats » Mon Nov 15, 2010 11:03 am

Excellent continuation. I hope they don't go easy on her
NAUGHTY NATS
Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by lasse672000 » Mon Nov 15, 2010 11:12 am

I'm with Nats on that
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Chase Ricks » Mon Nov 15, 2010 11:34 am

Same here too.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by hafnermg » Mon Nov 15, 2010 7:29 pm

me three

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Jason Toddman » Tue Nov 16, 2010 8:24 am

Me four!!!
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:30 pm

"So how do we start?" I asked nervously. I had played bondage games
with my brother in my teens and early twenties, of course, but that had
been a long, long time before, and this was my niece and nephew, not
my brother! My brother watched, gagged and wide-eyed, but neither he
nor his wife was in any position to object to anything...and I knew from
the look on his face that he was fascinated.
â€œLike we said, you need to be bare,â€ Eric said with a grin. â€œSo take off
your clothes and letâ€™s get you all tied up!â€
â€œI canâ€™t believe Iâ€™m going along with this,â€ I said, as I began to fumble
with the buttons on my blouse. I just knew that my blush was hot
enough to set the whole house on fire!
â€œCome on, get on with it, Aunt Trish! Give Eric his show and letâ€™s get
some ropes on you!â€ Shae said.
I almost laughed in spite of my total embarrassment, I recognized the
eager look on her face from having seen it in the mirror many times
during my own teenage years, Shae bears a passing resemblance to me,
albeit a quarter-century or so younger, and she had the same excited
look on her face that I had once had when I was about to tie up someone.
â€œYou could at least pretend youâ€™re not enjoying this, Eric,â€ I said
wryly as I pulled off my blouse, folding it and setting it on the sofa to
one side. No point in getting it all wrinkled up even if I was subjecting
myself to this humiliation. I loosened my skirt and slid it down, and
stepped out of it, leaving me in a red bra and matching â€˜granny pantiesâ€™.
â€œNice bod, Aunt Trish,â€ Eric said with an admiring tone, apparently not
at all embarrassed to make such a comment. I blushed redder, Iâ€™m sure
me face was redder than my underwear, but it was kind of weirdly
flattering to hear such a compliment from an eighteen year old guy, even
if it was my own nephew.
â€œThank you...I think,â€ I said, as I reached behind me and undid my bra,
sighing with a mixture of relief at the removal of the pressure on my
boobs and mortification at the audience. My brother, of course, had
seen my naked many times, and vice versa, during our youth, but
it had been a long time and it was a new experience with his wife and
kids watching too!
â€œI wish I had tits like yours!â€ Shae exclaimed. She was a slender girl,
and I did have a pretty good pair, I was a large size-C. â€œI look like a
damned boy!â€
â€œYou do not,â€ Eric laughed. â€œStop fishing for compliments, Sis!â€
â€œI wish mine were as perky now as they were when I was your age,â€ I
told my niece, â€œdonâ€™t waste your time on wishing, the grass is always
greener, etc. Iâ€™d trade half my savings to have my rear end look as good
as yours!â€
Even with my bare boobs out and on display, I was kind of reluctant
to take that last step, but Shae and Eric were grinning and waiting,
and I knew it was this or a very complicated explanation to my own
shocked offspring, so with a gulp I slid my underpants down and off,
and set them in the pile with the rest of my clothing.
Naked as a jaybird, I faced my niece and nephew, and in spite of my
blush, I tried to put a defiant note in my voice as I said, â€œWell, Iâ€™m ready
if you are!â€
I was acutely conscious of four pairs of eyes on my naked form, but now
my old wild streak was emerging, if I had to go through this, I was now
determined to at least not show how embarrassed and scared I was!
I put on my best indifferent expression and tried to remember how it had
felt to be a teenager playing these games with Jason.
â€œWhat do you think, Bro?â€ Shae asked Eric. â€œHow shall we play with our
new toy?â€
â€œLetâ€™s hogtie her,â€ Eric said. â€œGet down on your belly, Aunt Trish!â€
â€œI thought I asked you to go easy on me,â€ I muttered, before I could stop
myself. So much for my â€˜indifferentâ€™ act!
â€œYou did,â€ Shae giggled. â€œBut we didnâ€™t say weâ€™d do that!â€
I got down on all fours, and then stretched out on the floor, my large tits
pressed under me, feeling the mild air on my bare skin and wondering if
this was some strange, wonderful/horrible dream/nightmare I would wake
from at any moment. As embarrassing as this was, part of me, the old
and almost forgotten part, was getting interested, this was actually kind
of exciting in a mortifying way!
The twins knelt on either side of me, and Shae ordered me to cross my
legs at the ankles. I did, and then she gently, but with skill and firmness,
tied my ankles together with some of the soft yellow rope she had gotten
from somewhere. It was a lot easier on the skin than the cords Jason and
I had used in our games, but it certainly held my ankles together as she
looped it around and around. Meanwhile, Eric ordered me to put my arms
up behind my back, or maybe above my back in my position, and he used
some more rope to tie my wrists together.
â€œBend your legs, Aunt Trish!â€ Shae ordered. I obeyed, raising my bound
feet in the air, and a rope was run from my wrists to my ankles, long enough
to let me lie comfortably stretched out, but making it impossible for me to
lower my feet!
â€œWow, youâ€™re looking so cute already!â€ Shae enthused. Then I felt a sudden
hot sting on my left asscheek, Shae had given me a hard slap!
â€œOw! What was that for?!â€
â€œSame reason you did it to Daddy earlier,â€ Shae giggled. â€œA bare bottom
is just too tempting! Give her one on the other side, Eric!â€
â€œNow wait a-OW!â€
Eric had smacked the other cheek, hard enough to sting, and I was sure my
brother was now smirking through his ball-gag, though I could not see his
face from where I was lying.
â€œDonâ€™t worry, Iâ€™m sure youâ€™ll get a chance to get even,â€ Shae said to me
with a cheerful grin as she went back to work securing me. â€œIf you hang
around here very much, anyway. Itâ€™s kind of a house rule, bare bottoms
are fair game to be swatted, no matter who the bottom belongs too!â€
â€œIâ€™ll keep that in mind,â€ I said with a smirk, and then I saw Eric holding
up an item I had been sure was coming: a ball-gag.
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Chase Ricks » Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:34 pm

Good continutation concerning all the upheavals here lately.

### Family Ties

Post by Jason Toddman » Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:43 pm

Yes, I agree with Shane. I needed a good read after a very upsetting day dealing with my own story thread getting badly messed up when my pictures disappeared.
Please keep the story going!

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by NaughtyNats » Thu Nov 18, 2010 12:03 pm

excellent. they didn't go easy!

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:52 pm

> TiedTight1 wrote:â€œIâ€™ll keep that in mind,â€ I said with a smirk, and then I saw Eric holding
> up an item I had been sure was coming: a ball-gag.
> TO BE CONTINUED...

"Is that really necessary?" I asked nervously.
"Absolutely," Shae answered for her brother. "You just wouldn't be
properly secured if you could talk, and you know it! So be a good girl
and open your mouth, Aunt Trish!"
â€œYeah, letâ€™s get this in there,â€ Eric put in. I sighed, looking at the ball
of hollow rubber my nephew was holding a few inches in front of my
face. It had been a long, long time since Iâ€™d had something like in my
mouth, and part of me wondered if I could still handle it as well as I had
when I was 22.
Oh well, I thought, might as well get this over with!
â€œBe careful,â€ Trish said, â€œIâ€™m out of practice at this sort of thing and I
donâ€™t know if my jaws are up to it for long!â€
â€œRelax, Aunt Trish!â€ Eric urged her, â€œWe love you and we wonâ€™t do
anything thatâ€™ll harm you! Now open that big mouth of yours so I can
shut you up!â€
I giggled in spite of myself and opened my mouth wide, just as I
had done so many times in my teenage years, and with the ease of
practice Eric inserted the white ball, working it into my mouth, and
securing the straps firmly behind my head.
â€œMMMmmmphhh!â€ I said, or tried to, and blushed at the helpless noise I
heard myself make, the ball gag was just as effective at shutting me up at
44 as it had been at 22!
I had been worried about my breathing, but this ball-gag was hollow
and had holes in it, air was coming through easily. I could breathe,
but speaking was out of the question, the best I could do was make
some rather pathetic noises.
â€œOkay, Sis,â€ Eric asked as he stood up again, â€œwhat should we do with
her?â€
â€œHmm...I know! Letâ€™s take her out back!â€
What?! I thought to herself. What were my niece and nephew
talking about?!
Well, I found out a moment later as Trish and Eric picked me up, gently
but with no more dignity than a sack of potatoes, and set me on top of
a little cart Shae pulled into the living room, and wheeled me through
the house and out into the back, facing the ocean.
There they wheeled me over to a large green wooden picnic table, and
lifted me up, again gently but without any sort of dignified respect, and
set me atop the picnic table, hogtied and helpless and facing out to sea.
â€œThere we go, Aunt Trish,â€ Shae said with a giggle, as she gave one of
my tits a little playful pinch, making me squirm. It hurt...but it was also
sort of pleasant. â€œWeâ€™ve got a nice view for you, and just think, if somebody
happens to take a boat past the house and looks up this way, theyâ€™ll get a
nice treat!â€
â€œMMMMMMPHHHH!!!!â€ I protested, suddenly panicked, being seen this
way by family was one thing, but strangers on a boat was something else!
â€œRelax, Aunt Trish,â€ Eric advised me gently. â€œWeâ€™re just teasing. Hardly
anybody takes a boat along this part of the coast, itâ€™s mostly private property,
and if they did all theyâ€™d see is a woman lying on the table, theyâ€™d probably
think you picked a strange spot to sunbathe but it would be too far out for
them to see that weâ€™ve got you all tied up. So youâ€™re safe!â€
â€œExcept from the sun,â€ Shae added. The hot afternoon sunlight was indeed
shining down on my bare body, and suddenly I realized what Shae meant,
I was going to get pretty hot out here, and if they left me there too long I
might get a nasty sunburn!
Still, there was nothing to do but hope they did not leave me there for so
long, and as they went back into the house I felt the hot sunlight and the
cool breeze from the ocean playing over my exposed body, and I felt the
snug tightness of my bonds, I had a little ability to move but not much,
I wasnâ€™t going anywhere until they untied me!
I was also conscious of getting kind of damp in a private place, apparently
being tied up and helpless like this still had the same effect now that it had
had when I was in high school and college! Here I was, a college-educated,
successful businesswoman, reduced to a helpless naked object atop a table,
exposed to the sky and the sea and torn between humiliation and excitement!
I heard a sound and tried to turn to see what was happening, it was Shae and
Eric, wheeling my brother out in the cart. Theyâ€™d separated him from Mary,
but he was now hogtied in the same manner as me, and they lifted their
father (with more effort, heâ€™s bigger than I am!) onto the picnic table beside
me, pulling me over to one side to make room. We were lying there side-
by-side, out bare bodies touching, and they left a space on his other side.
â€œYou two be good and donâ€™t go anywhere,â€ Shae ordered us with a smirk,
before following her brother back inside, â€œweâ€™ll be right back with Mom!â€
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Jason Toddman » Mon Nov 22, 2010 8:13 am

That must be one awfully wide picnic table! The one's I've been tied to (mostly the one we hd in the backyard of my own house growing up) might have held two people at best tied side by side; but certainly not three unless - at least one was on top of the others....
Hmmm...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Mon Nov 22, 2010 1:51 pm

> Jason Toddman wrote:That must be one awfully wide picnic table! The one's I've been tied to (mostly the one we hd in the backyard of my own house growing up) might have held two people at best tied side by side; but certainly not three unless - at least one was on top of the others....
> Hmmm...

Interesting you should point that out... :grin: Yeah, it's a big table, they've got a big property, more or less a McMansion by the sea, and their stuff is big.

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Mon Nov 22, 2010 10:19 pm

> TiedTight1 wrote:â€œYou two be good and donâ€™t go anywhere,â€ Shae
> ordered us with a smirk, before following her brother back inside, â€œweâ€™ll
> be right back with Mom!â€
> TO BE CONTINUED...

I was not sure how long it was that my brother and I were left there on
the picnic table, our bare, bound bodies baking in the afternoon California
sunlight, cooled by a soft sea breeze and listening to the gentle sound of
the waves rolling in on the shore. I had no watch, no clock to look at, my
cell phone was sitting in my purse back in the living room, so I was left
guessing about the time.
It was a strange feeling, the bare skin of my twin brother pressed against
my equally bare body there on the table. I was still blushing at the whole
situation, what had just seemed like wild and crazy fun when I was 20
now felt different, more embarrassing, more taboo, at 44! I had certainly
been tied up with Jason before, in every level of dress and undress down
to nothing at all. It was not that we had never been in anything like this
situation before....but we were 44 now, parents, respectable adults, and it
was different!
It was getting hot, too! The sunlight was bright and direct, and though we
were shielded on all sides by the privacy fence (except from the sea, where
there were still blessedly no boats!), we were exposed to the sky, and the
heat of the afternoon had us both sweating. It was made the more so by the
close contact between my right side and Jasonâ€™s left, our body heat added
to the warmth and we were both drenched by the time we heart Eric and
Shae returning.
Sure enough, they had their mother tied and gagged in the cart, and when
they arrived they lifted her up onto the table-top on Jasonâ€™s opposite side.
It was a big table, made to seat a large party with plenty of room for all
the food and drinks and other sundry, but it was still pretty crowded with
three hogtied adults occupying it!
After they got Mary into position, Shae and Eric stepped back, standing
between us and the ocean, taking in the sight of their parents and aunt
all bound and helpless together. To give us some relief, they did untie
the ropes binding out feet to our wrists, so we could straighten out our
legs, though that left our hands tied behind our backs and our ankles
snugly tied. Also, since we were all lying face-down, there were other
discomforts! My boobs were pressed into the hard wood, and Iâ€™m sure
Mary was in the same boat, even if her tits werenâ€™t as big as mine. As for
Jason, he had some anatomy in an uncomfortable place, too!
â€œThis is so cute!â€ Shae giggled. She pulled out her cell phone, which I
realized had a camera, and I heard clicks as my niece took pictures of
us to memorialize the moment. Part of me wanted to curse, though the
only noise I could get through my gag was a series of helpless grunts,
another part of me really wanted to see the pictures! I was going
crazy with a mixture of humiliation and excitement, part of me wished
I could wake up and have this all be a dream...and another part was now
loving every second of it, even if my out-of-shape limbs were starting to
get sore from being held behind my back!
â€œI think Dad is having fun,â€ Eric laughed. â€œJust think, heâ€™s got two hot
women tied up on either side of him, and not a stitch on either of them!
Having fun, Dad?â€
â€œMMMPPPHHH!â€ I heard my brother grunt through his gag, but I was
in fact pretty sure part of him was enjoying himself!
â€œThat sounded kind of backtalky,â€ Shae said. She walked over to stand
beside the table, leaned over and gave her father several hard slaps on his
bare bottom!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
â€œRemember, Daddy, you lost the bet fair and square! Take it like a man
and donâ€™t get sassy!â€
The sound of Shaeâ€™s hand slapping my brotherâ€™s bare fanny had made me
even more excited, the sheer forbiddeness of a daughter spanking her father,
even in a playful way, was powerful! And Jason just had to take it! It was
not as if he could anything about it, Mary, Jason, and I were totally under
the control of my niece and nephew, they could do anything they wanted
to us or with us and we were powerless to stop it!
The thought of that made me shiver in excitement, my old love of these
games was rapidly coming back!
Eric had walked around behind us, and all of a sudden I felt something on
my bare soles, and then I began to helplessly wriggle, my nephew was
tickling my feet!
To Be Continued...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Jason Toddman » Mon Nov 22, 2010 10:41 pm

As I recall, the aunt's own kids are on their way there too. In wonder what roles they'll be playing when they arrive! :-) Do they get to see their mom all tied up and nowhere to go? Do they help torment her, or do they get tied up alongside her? I can hardly wait to find out! :-))

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Suestruggles » Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:04 am

I am really enjoying this story. too bad my kids are too young for this I'm sure my brother and sis in law would love it but 'm not sure he and I would want to be naked together. Mind you.....that's the thrill of being helpless to get away and knowing it's really wrong.

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Tue Nov 23, 2010 10:48 pm

> TiedTight1 wrote:Eric had walked around behind us, and all of a
> sudden I felt something on my bare soles, and then I began to helplessly
> wriggle, my nephew was tickling my feet!
> To Be Continued...

"MMMPPHJH!!! MMEMPH!" I moaned into my gag, he urge to laugh
leaving my body shaking with frustrating but the gag making it impossible
for me to do anything but mew. Eric was not using his fingers, my nephew
had a feather in his hand! It was sheerest torture, torment that was at the
same time horrible and kind of fun, I rocked back and forth, kicking my
bound legs around trying to dodge that horrible, horrible feather, but my
nephew easily managed to keep up with me, running those edges all over
my bare soles and toes!
â€œMMMMPHHHH!!!â€ I pleaded pathetically, between helpless spasms of
suppressed laughter. After a few moments of that torment I would have
done just about anything for a respite! My eyes were watering, and
I was squirming around on the wooden table-top so much that I was sure
I would have splinters in my boobs and belly when it was done!
At last, after about ten thousand years of torture, the sensations came to
a stop, and I heard Eric say, â€œHere you go, Sis! Momâ€™s turn!â€
I was still so desperately relieved that I only half-registered what he said,
but I heard a frantic sound of muffled noise that sounded like Maryâ€™s voice,
either ordering or begging her children not to do what they were about
to do. I could not see much, I was facing out to see, Jason was between
me and his wife, and I couldnâ€™t move much, but a moment later I heard her
making the same noises I had been making moments before, and the table
began to rock under the impetus of my sister-in-lawâ€™s desperate efforts to
endure the tickle-torture and pull her feet away from her daughterâ€™s reach!
This was a strange feeling! Every time Mary jerked or twisted or squirmed
in her helpless torment, she made the whole table vibrate and pressed her
husband against me, sometimes so hard that I was afraid I would roll over
the table! Now I knew how it had felt to be Mary a few moments before,
when it had been me being tormented with that evil feather!
I was still breathing as hard as the ball-gag, with its holes, would let me do,
but I was beginning to calm down after my ordeal, and I could even enjoy
the helpless mewlings of my sister-in-law. I desperately wished I could
watch what Shae was doing, and another part of me wished it was me
using that feather on my sister-in-laws helpless feet and legs!
â€œBetter let up, Sis,â€ I heard Eric finally say, â€œgive Mom a chance to catch
her breath, she looks like sheâ€™s about to go crazy!â€
â€œI guess youâ€™re right,â€ Shae said with a laugh, breathing hard herself from
the fun of what sheâ€™d been doing. â€œBut itâ€™s so much fun to torture them
like this!â€
That should have scared me, I guess, and it did on some level, but another
part of me almost had an orgasm hearing it!
â€œToo bad Dadâ€™s not ticklish,â€ Shae was saying. â€œItâ€™s a waste of time on
him!â€
â€œThink we need to turn them over?â€ Eric asked. It was an odd feeling,
hearing my niece and nephew discuss us as if we were just inanimate
objects, living toys rather than their parents and aunt! It was totally
embarrassing and kind of scary and very annoying and very exciting too!
â€œWell, maybe youâ€™ve got a point,â€ Shae said after a moment. â€œWe donâ€™t
want them to sunburn!â€
â€œI think Momâ€™s got a touch of it already,â€ Eric said, â€œwith her pale skin
itâ€™s not surprising. I think we need to turn them!â€
Then I heard Shae giggle as she answered, â€œYeah, we donâ€™t want them
to sunburn, we want them to cook to perfection! Weâ€™ve still got a few
hours before our cousins arrive, so thereâ€™s plenty of time before we
have to let them go!â€
â€œLetâ€™s do Trish first!â€ Eric said.
A moment later, I felt Ericâ€™s hands on my shoulders and Shaeâ€™s smaller,
softer hands on my feet, and I felt myself being lifted up, and more-or-
less rolled over and replaced where I was, only now I was lying on my
back. It was a relief in some ways, my breasts had really been getting
sore pressed into the wood, and I could breathe a little easier through
my blocked up mouth now. The Sun was low enough by now that it was
not shining into my eyes, and I could look around a little more easily.
â€œDad next,â€ Eric said.
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Jason Toddman » Wed Nov 24, 2010 3:06 pm

Sounds like the kind of kids I wish I had!!! :-))

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by NaughtyNats » Thu Nov 25, 2010 11:47 am

I don't think my dad would have let me tie him up, mum might let me do this though. It's usually me tied though

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by TiedTight1 » Mon Nov 29, 2010 11:15 pm

> TiedTight1 wrote:A moment later, I felt Ericâ€™s hands on my shoulders and Shaeâ€™s smaller,
> softer hands on my feet, and I felt myself being lifted up, and more-or-
> less rolled over and replaced where I was, only now I was lying on my
> back. It was a relief in some ways, my breasts had really been getting
> sore pressed into the wood, and I could breathe a little easier through
> my blocked up mouth now. The Sun was low enough by now that it was
> not shining into my eyes, and I could look around a little more easily.
> â€œDad next,â€ Eric said.
> TO BE CONTINUED...

The kids had untied my wrists for a moment while they turned me, Eric
pinning my arms in place to make sure I stayed trapped during the brief
respite, but even so it had come as a blessed relief, my arms were aching.
I was out of practice at this, and probably kind of out of shape at age 44!
As soon as they had me on my back they retied my wrists so my arms
were trapped above me, on my belly.
While I was breathing deeply through the holes in my gag, and enjoying
the relief of the new position, with the pressure off my poor boobs, the
twins were busily preparing my brother to be turned. Like me, they had
his arms undone, and like me it was not for long. Still, Jason is a lot
bigger and stronger than I am, I doubt if Eric could hold his arms in
place if his father really struggled, so Iâ€™m pretty sure Jasonâ€™s struggles
were playful. Moments later, he was lying on his back beside me, his
hands tied over his stomach like me.
The twins made short work of turning their mother, and when all three
of us lay on our backs, helpless and feeling the sun shine down onto
our fronts, the twins stood back, snapped a few more pictures, and
generally enjoyed our predicament. Iâ€™m sure they were getting a huge
kick out of having their parents and aunt at their mercy, it had to be a
rush at age eighteen!
To make it more embarrassing for my brother, a certain part of his
anatomy was now free, and standing pretty much straight up! Mary and
I and the twins all saw it and the twins snickered, which made Jason
blush, but I knew part of him was enjoying being on display, that was
part of the fun of the whole game, after all!
â€œOK, now that weâ€™re turned you over so you wonâ€™t burn,â€ Eric said,
Shae and I are going to go inside and start dinner so weâ€™ll have something
ready to eat when our cousins get here. Donâ€™t worry, weâ€™ll untie all three
of you before that, so weâ€™re just going to let you three relax and cook in
the Sun for a little while! Enjoy yourselves!â€
â€œMMMPPHHHHH!!!!â€ I tried to express my emotions at them, but even
my angry glare was mixed with laughter, part of me hated this and part of
me was loving every minute of it, Iâ€™d forgotten how exciting it could be
to be helpless and exposed! Experiencing it with my brother was not a
new experience, but I hadnâ€™t done it in years, and it was definitely a new
experience to have my sister-in-law in the bonds with us, and my niece
and nephew the ones in control!
With that, the twins left us, three helpless, middle-aged adults, naked
and tied up on the picnic table, exposed to the sky and ocean. The
truth is, it was not unpleasant, especially now that I was on my back
and my poor breasts had some relief, the warm sunlight, the cool sea
breeze playing over my bare body...it felt very nice. I was not at all
used to outdoor nudity, even when Jason and I had â€˜playedâ€™ as teens,
when weâ€™d been nude weâ€™d always been indoors behind closed doors
and shut windows!
Still...it was nice, in a way. I could suddenly understand why so many
people like nude beaches! I closed my eyes and let myself enjoy the
sensations.
I felt myself getting sleepy, the hot sun having its effect, and I think I
might even have dozed off for a moment. All I know is that I suddenly
felt hands on my body, and opened my eyes to see Eric, racing to undo
our knots, he already had Mary free, she was undoing her ball gag even
as Eric worked to get the ropes off me, and Jason was nowhere to be
seen! I realized then that I really had fallen asleep!
As the rope came off, Eric said, â€œHurry up, Aunt Trish! Stephanie and
Tony just called from the airport, their flight arrived early, a tailwind
or something, you and Mom have just enough time to get cleaned up
before they get here! Iâ€™ve already cut Dad loose, heâ€™s getting cleaned
up so he can go pick them up at the airport!â€
Panic raced through my body at the thought of my children arriving
before we had time to hide what had been going on, I got the ball
gag out of my aching jaws, and gasped out, â€œDamn it, I should have
known something like this would happen!â€
â€œIâ€™ll finish dinner,â€ Eric said, heading for the kitchen now that his
mother and I were free, â€œyou two get cleaned up, we donâ€™t have a
lot of time!â€
â€œCome on,â€ Mary urged me, â€œwe donâ€™t want to have to explain why
weâ€™re both covered in sweat and dirty!â€
I ran after my naked sister-in-law, my head still spinning. I knew I
was sweaty from the hot sun and needed a bath, but I wasnâ€™t sure why
she commented on our being dirty. Then I looked down at myself and
saw why: the picnic table could have been cleaner than it was, Mary
and I both had grime and sea salt all over our bare bodies!
I followed Mary, feeling weird as we went into the house in our skins,
she knew where the bathroom was and I didnâ€™t. As we went down the
corridor, we pass Jason, who was pulling his shirt on over his head
and combing his hair as he went.
Now, Iâ€™d spent the entire afternoon naked with Jason and Mary, tied
to each other, but somehow passing m brother in the hallway with
him now fully dressed and me still naked felt different, I felt myself
blushing hot in spite of everything!
â€œIâ€™ll get your kids, Sis, and weâ€™ll be back in about 45 minutes. Ericâ€™s
getting dinner but you two had better double-check and make sure
thereâ€™s no incriminating evidence around, Eric and Shae are a little
bit panicked.â€
â€œWeâ€™ll take care of it,â€ Mary promised calmly, while I tried to find
my brain. I was still a little bit in shock at the day, and apparently it
was not quite over yet!
Jason headed out and Mary led me to the huge ground-floor bathroom.
I mentioned that my brother and sister-in-law have money and a great
big place, I think. Well, this was the first time Iâ€™d seen the bathroom
since they had remodeled, it was bigger than ever, with nice marble
features, and a huge shower stall.
â€œYou go first,â€ I said, â€œthen Iâ€™ll shower while you help Eric with the
dinner!â€
â€œNo time for that, Trish,â€ Mary said with a daring grin. â€œEric can
handle dinner, heâ€™s the best cook in the family anyway! Weâ€™ll just
have to shower together, itâ€™s the only way weâ€™re going to be ready
by the time your kids get here!â€
I gaped at my sister-in-law.
â€œAre you serious?!â€
â€œSure,â€ Mary said. â€œWeâ€™re both girls anyway, and Jason and I installed
a double shower anyway so we could shower together without having
fights about the water temperature! We spent the afternoon naked and
tied up, donâ€™t get all modest and shy on me now, we havenâ€™t the time!â€
My head was still spinning, but Mary had a point about the time, and
the silliness of modesty under the circumstances, my first stunned reaction
was mostly habit, or reflex, rather than anything else. I let her usher me
into the huge shower area, which did indeed have shower heads on each
end. She said a â€˜doubleâ€™ shower, but this marble-walled little room,
with its frosted-glass door, would have had room for three or four people!
â€œThereâ€™s soap and shampoo on the rack,â€ Mary said, pointing to set of
trays with the mentioned items, matching a similar one on her end, â€œand
the temperature controls are separate so you can set yours where you
want it!â€
As the hot water and steam filled the shower area, I bumped into my
sister-in-law a couple of times, and after a moment we started laughing
and giggling like two teenagers. I donâ€™t know why, I think it was just
the sheer silliness of the situation, the relaxation of being free and letting
our sore muscles soak in the heat, and just...I donâ€™t know, it was kind of
fun sharing that shower with my sister-in-law! This was something,
unlike the bondage games, that I had not done before!
Oh, Iâ€™d shared showers in locker rooms, but that wasnâ€™t the same, and
Iâ€™d shared them with a couple of boyfriends in college. Iâ€™d never done
it was my ex-husband, he was too damned much of a stick-in-the-mud,
did I mention he was a jerk?
But Iâ€™d never shared a household shower one-on-one with another woman,
a woman who happened to be married to my brother!
We scrubbed each otherâ€™s backs, and Iâ€™ll admit having my back washed
my by sister-in-law as a strange but rather pleasant feeling, the hot water
and her warm fingers on my tense, out-of-shape muscles felt incredible.
By the time we had to hurry out and get dressed (my kids were coming
and due any minute!), I was wishing we had a little more time to enjoy
our shared shower!
We got dressed as fast as we could get dried off, we both had relatively
short hair, Maryâ€™s the same light brown as Shaeâ€™s, mine red like my
twin brother, so it did not take us long to get our hair dry, and we
raced through our makeup with rapid practice that comes from years
of working motherhood and racing to meet buses, business deadlines,
and other non-negotiable time limits.
By the time we got down to the dining room, where Eric was setting a
very nice dinner on the table, we looked pretty much presentable. We
were just in time, too, since we heard the sound of Jasonâ€™s car in the
driveway, and I looked out the window to see him and my own twins
emerging.
TO BE CONTINUED...

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Jason Toddman » Mon Nov 29, 2010 11:50 pm

I hope the new arrivals get to play TUGs anyway (preferably as tiers, I think). Why should *they* be left out of the fun? :-)

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by Suestruggles » Mon Dec 06, 2010 1:34 pm

Oh no your keeping us in suspence again!!!!!

### Re: One Big Happy Family MF/MFF

Post by NaughtyNats » Fri Dec 10, 2010 11:09 am

More More MORE