Memories of Years ago

Postby tedybare2002 » Thu Nov 11, 2010 8:40 pm

My thoughts drifted back to the years before I was married to a girl I drove home from a senior school dance in my little old car.
She was a stunning blonde named Angela standing over six feet tall in the five inch high heels she always wore to dances and would always snuggle her hard pointed breasts against my chest as we danced the slow dances around the school hall.
She quickly agreed to me driving her home afterwards and when we got to her place we were met by her parents who were heading for the airport to go on a three week holiday.
After being introduced, Angela and I bid them goodbye and entered the house.
"Do you realise we have the house all to ourselves for three weeks?" she smiled, "you can sleep overnight if you want to and we can play games and stuff without them interfering!"
"Yes I suppose we can," I agreed and assuming she meant cards or Monopoly, "what sort of games do you like playing?"
"Well", she paused, "I hope you don't think I'm a bit strange but I like playing games best where I'm a damsel in distress - you know like cops and robbers or cowboys and Indians or prisoners or something."
"Sounds interesting, tell me more?" I nodded noticing her already large breasts seemed to have expanded in the pointy cones of her bra and jut out even further than normal from her trim waisted shapely body.
"Come into my bedroom and I'll show you my toy cupboard," I followed her along the hallway, her high spiked heel dance shoes clicking on the tiles.
Once we got there she opened her wardrobe. Hanging on hooks were lengths of white rope, leather thongs and straps of various sizes and what I recognised as a number of professionally made gags of various types.
"See any toys you'd like to play with?" she asked taking down a large sized red rubber ball head harness gag, "this is one of my favourites. I think if I was a political prisoner being kept under house detention I might have to wear this all the time so I couldn’t talk."
"You certainly would!" I agreed, "you're lucky the judge handed you over to me to supervise and gave you only a three weeks of house detention instead of a long prison sentence!"
"But we don't have any bars on our windows so I'd have to be tied up in bed at night so I couldn't run away or remove this gag, wouldn't I?"
"Not really, the small padlock on the back buckle would prevent that, " I commented "but as an extra precaution if you were in my charge, I'd be tying you up anyway even if you didn't need it. I'd tie your wrists behind your back, elbows to your sides, ankles, knees and thighs bound together!"
"Oh would you really?" Angels smiled, "how about showing me how you would supervise me for the night now?"
"Ok if you want me to but you'd have to take off that dress first?" I agreed, to which she frowned a little so I added " but leave your underwear on."
Angela unbuttoned her dress and pulled it off revealing her bra and girdle, stocking and high heels. I noticed she wasn't wearing any panties as she turned her back to me and crossed her wrists behind her, "will this do?"
"Sure, how about rope, or leather tonight?"
"Rope please - I like playing games with rope the best but you can use the leather thongs tomorrow if you like and the straps the next day!"
After I had her wrists tightly tied I bound her legs and elbows and she opened her mouth incredibly wide while I wedged the large rubber ball behind her teeth.
She turned around in her high heels and I held her close to me feeling the tight bra back strap across her back, my cock sliding in high up between her legs almost at the point of a climax.
I though I had found the girl of my dreams when suddenly I awoke to see my mother standing beside my bed with some lengths of rope in her hands. My cock was standing straight up through the open fly of my pyjamas, "having those naughty dreams again are you Teddy? You know what your punishment is - Just roll over onto your tummy and cross your wrists behind your back!"

Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby Jay Feely » Thu Nov 11, 2010 8:59 pm

Interesting start. Would love to hear more.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby xtc » Fri Nov 12, 2010 1:54 am

I like the twist. Although I appreciate that it makes a free standing story on its own, I wonder if there's any more to it.

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Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby Plueschbabycd » Fri Nov 12, 2010 1:03 pm

Hallo yes very nice story and your are real bad boy to stop on this point. :D
That scream for more.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby milagros317 » Fri Nov 12, 2010 5:26 pm

I was genuinely surprised it was a dream. :lol:
Do write more, please.
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
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Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby Opinionated » Fri Nov 12, 2010 6:08 pm

I also like where this is leading!
"Sometimes in quiet desperation you realize it's never gonna be the way it was." - Carole King

"You've just been lonely too long." - Carly Simon

Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby tedybare2002 » Tue Nov 16, 2010 5:28 pm

I got such a shock I tried to cover my now large protruding member with my hands only succeeding in placing them in the position I normally adopted when jerking off but quickly realised my mistake.
"No! That will never do," Mom said, then ordered again, "roll over on your tummy this instant and cross your wrists behind your back!"
I got as shock to see that Mom was wearing only a white satin bra and corset that shaped her mature body into something like Sophia Loren. She had very high heels and black seamed stockings and I had never seen her wear before held up by the long garter tabs of her garment.
Well I did as my mother ordered (as I always do) and soon felt the soft caress of thin white cotton rope encircling each of my wrists and being wound around them both lashing my wrists together in a crosswise position, my arms parallel to my sides.
"I told you about the dangers of touching yourself down there. You don't want to go blind do you? I can see I'll have to do something to you I've wanted to for a long time and you can spend the rest of the night like this to teach you a lesson!"
I felt my pajama shorts being yanked down and pulled off my feet leaving me entirely naked, much to my embarrassment.

I then felt more rope being wound around my ankles and cinched in tight between them. Luckily I was face down with my member pointing upwards between my tummy and the smooth sheet so Mom couldn't see the effect this was having on me because Mom progressed to my upper legs binding them together below and above my knees and around my thighs. Finally my elbows were tied to my sides by a longer length of rope and I was trussed up in a sort of classic Jay Edwards pose.
The thin cord bit in fairly tightly giving me a real idea of how a girl bound like in my dreams must have felt but instead of being painful it actually felt quite nice and exciting as I tested how tight each binding was. I had to be careful not to move too much and not stimulate my good friend too much - I wanted the nice warm feeling I was getting to last as long as I could!

"Do you have to use all this rope Mom? " I pleaded to no avail as she finished by tying short lengths from my neck and ankles to the bed ends so I could hardly move an inch in any direction.
"Yes my son, it's for your own good," she smiled as I felt a large rubber ball being introduced into my mouth and the straps of a harness ball gag being tightened in place, "a bit of restriction now and them in future will help you to concentrate on resisting temptation and if I catch you again at it, you will be tied up in some of my old tight underwear as a good measure. I've plenty of my old bras and rubber girdles a few sizes too small for you you might find a bit more uncomfortable than this rope!"
Mom kissed me goodnight rather more lingeringly than usual on my cheeks and my lips around the gag ball and turned out the light. After that I certainly knew what I would be doing next time Mom entered my room!

Suddenly at about 3 am I was jolted awake. I became instantly aware of the bonds on my body and the large rubber gag still in my mouth was making my jaws ache slightly. It was still dark and I felt something was moving slightly in the bed. It seemed too big for the dog but what or who in the hell would it be?

Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby Plueschbabycd » Wed Nov 17, 2010 12:05 am

very good second part. I must smile as you bring the myth of "going blind, if make self." I wait what is. But clothes you was very hot.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: Memories of Years ago

Postby Jay Feely » Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:21 am

The second part was good. Nice Work
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Thanks for the Memories

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:29 am

Somehat similar so far to some of my own experiences in childhood and adolescence... except it was my older brother (and later two of my cousins) rather than my mother!
But I got just as excited as you in your story when it happened, and more so by far probably than I would have had it been *my* mother (something I can't even imagine happening anyway).
Interesting story. Please continue!
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