My name is Sean and this story is about how mom and I ended tied up together by my dad. I'm 15 and one day I was coming home from school with some very bad grades. I was not sure how to tell my parents about this. When I came home I saw dad. He was watching some TV. Apparently my mom was on shopping. Anyway, I told him about the bad grades and he didn't seem to get mad about it. I thought that the worse has passed but I was really wrong.
Fifteen minutes later I was in my room, watching some TV when someone attacked me from behind. That person quickly tied my hands and elbows behind my back really tight. Then he tied my ankles with rope. Imagine my surprise when I found out that the person who was tying me up was my father. I was really mad. I asked him what was he doing but he shoved some disgusting dirty panties in my mouth. Then he put 5 strips of tape over them and now I was completely gagged. I tried to shout to him but all that it came out was mmmmmfffffffff mmmmfffffffff. Then he tied my knees- above and bellow and connected my already bound wrists and elbows to my back. Now I was completely helpless. He said: " Sean, these bad grades are awful and I have to punish you like this. You will stay tied up as long as I say. And don't that your mother is gonna save you. I'm sorry son but it is important to teach you to discipline and who is in command in this house. Don't go anywhere. " At this point he laughed at me and went downstairs.
I tried to move but it was nearly impossible. My dad had tied me really well. I struggled and tried to loosen the ropes a little bit but to no avail. With a lot of efforts I managed to stand on my foot. I hopped through the room trying to find something sharp which can help me to free myself. But dad was a smart man. He had hidden anything which can help me to escape. After about 30 minutes he came into my room. I immediately started mmmmmmmmmfffffffffffing at him but he just laughed. He said that since I was grounded it was time for some tickle torture. He tickled my feet for about half an hour. It was awful. All the time I was struggling and mmmmmmmmfffffffing through my gag but he didn't care.
Then he decided to take me to the coutch in the hall. There he was watching a beseball match. He knew how much I hate baseball but he continued watching. I was angry and was struggling like mad to get free. I mmmmmmmmmmmmfffffffffffed at him a couple of times.
Then, suddenly the door opened and my mom came home. I mmmmmffffffed at her with desperation and this is where the things got weirder and exciting at the same time.
End of part 1.