Plunging Deeping, Finding Needs

Postby DommeMother » Sun Feb 21, 2016 12:28 am

This story began back in 2011. Life has been busy, but for those who would like to know, here is more of it, beginning with the last paragraph written in 'Plunging Deeper.'
It had been a long two plus years since her dad abandoned us. Although I had masturbated occasionally, my own needs for restraint had not been met for even longer. I needed something now, though. Walking into my closet, I dug out an overnight case that I hadn't opened in years. Inside of a black satin bag I pulled out a pair of panties. These were black, made of a soft spandex knit that was comfortable, but very firm. Inside them was an attached dildo and butt plug. I quickly pulled off my hose, and trying to keep conscious thought away, stepped into them. I used just a spot of lube on the anal plug; my vagina needed none, and I carefully inserted both. It was a little awkward, but after I got them in, the panties held both in place. I sat down on the chair, trembling from the feel of being filled, put my pantyhose and heels back on, and walked slowly down the stairs....

...and found Mona heating a bowl of soup on the stove. She had changed into a comfortable green jersey and white cotton tights after cleaning up. "Wow that looks good!' I said, and she smiled. "I thought you might want some too, Mom, so I made enough for both of us...' She paused, and asked, "Are you OK?" "Sure, sweetheart. I'm fine" I replied. We sat down and I managed to eat a couple of bites of my sandwich. "Mom?" my daughter asked, "what's wrong? You haven't really said anything since we finished. Are you mad at me or something?" I shook my head 'no,' and took a drink of water. "No, honey, I'm not mad at you." I grabbed another glass and put some ice in it, opened the top cabinet and pulled out my bottle and poured myself what was probably a triple shot of bourbon. I downed a couple of swallows, all the while feeling filled but needing more. Mona was watching me, unsure of what was going on with her Mom. I looked at her, and decided it was time to plunge even deeper, because my own needs were overpowering right then. "Honey, I need your help. You remember what you said earlier, about needing to be tied up?" "Sure," she replied, and after a second or two, added "Is this something like that?" "Yes, baby, it is," I said as I sat down across from her, and inwardly shuddered at the feeling of the plugs pressing deeper inside me. "I need to spend some time restrained too." She looked at me soberly, and said "Mom, you know I’ll help you anyway I can." I nodded my head in thanks, rising to go back upstairs. "Mom?" asked Mona. "Can I finish my sandwich first?" I laughed and shook my head 'yes.'

While she finished, I opened the latch on a clothing bag, one of the vacuum seal types, and pulled out one of my prized possessions: a black corset dress. Mona came to my room as I laid out the long unused dress, and got a puzzled expression on her face as she looked at it and asked, “What's this?' "It's a specially made corset, honey," I told her, "one I haven't worn in several years. I need your help getting it on." She nodded yes, and asked if I was ready. "We'll need a couple more items from my closet first. Let me get them." I came back in a couple of minutes with an armbinder and a deprivation hood. Mona's eyes widened as she saw the hood and guessed a little of what it was capable of. "Wow, Mom. I've never seen this stuff before." She looked again, and again said, "Wow. Um...are you ready now?" I nodded yes, and took off my dress, leaving on my heels and hose, and picked up the corset dress. It was designed to fit from my neck down to my ankles, but left my arms free and closed with a large zipper down the back. I needed all of Mona's help to squeeze into the corset, and as she began to pull the zipper closed, the boning in the upper part constricted my breathing and forced me to stand up straight. There was also boning in the skirt portion, and forced me to stand very carefully on my heels. It also mightily compressed body around the two large inserts even more. Mona then picked up the hood, but I asked her to grab the armbinder instead. I walked her into how to the armbinder on me, and soon my arms were restrained tightly. She tied the arm corset strings close, and pulled the shoulder straps and fastened them too. I was so excited I couldn't stand it, but I had to give her instructions. "OK honey, here's what's next. You'll put the hood on me, OK? Take your time and pull the laces snug, but don't over tighten them either." Mona looked at me soberly as I teetered a bit in my heels, unable to my legs to keep my balance. "How long, Mom?" I looked at the clock, realizing it was already around 5. "Let's try it for about....3 hours. OK?" She nodded, and asked "what if someone calls you, and then calls me because you don't answer?" "Just tell them...tell them Mom's a little tied up right now, OK?" We both laughed, and then she said "OK Mom. I'll watch the TV up here, and keep an eye on you. Are you going to grunt 3 times if you get distressed?" I nodded yes, and she started pulling the deprivation hood over my head. It was thick, and took her a moment to settle it in the right way. She saw I had some hair trying to get in my eye, and used her finger to move it aside. I smiled gratefully, and remembered she couldn't see it! She began tightening the lacing on the hood, and it was soon very snug. Then she fastened the neck strap and walked back in front of me to retrieve another item, the blindfold. She snapped it onto the rivets around the eyeholes, putting me in the dark. I was so excited, I forgot one last detail: The hood came with two gags: one was a leather plug about 3" long and the other was an inflatable latex penis with a squeezable bulb to inflate it attached. I hadn't told her to use the leather plug because she had never used the inflatable kind! She slipped the shaft of the gag into the mouth opening and was already pulling the strap tight when I realized what was happening! I started to shake my head and stopped: she would ignore that. We had a safe word/action, to be used only when we were in distress. I was breathing heavily, my lungs limited in their function by the corset dress. I heard my daughter's voice as she spoke into my ear through the hood: "Relax, Mom. I'm here." I had no choice but to trust her.

She began to inflate the gag. After four slow squeezes, I grunted to let her know that was good, and got my first shock as she squeezed twice more! I completely unable to swallow now, the penis gag filling my mouth and pressing my tongue down. There was an air tunnel built in, fortunately. I was ready to lie down on the bed, but I felt Mona as she touched my back, and felt the armbinder close even more. Then she tightened the shoulder straps by another notch. Then, I felt her guiding me to the bed, and was ready to lie down, but nothing happened. I couldn't hear anything unless she spoke loudly close to my ear, and she didn't say anything. After a moment, I could feel her close by. Then, I felt something on top of my hood, and then it pulled tight! I was unable to do anything but stand very straight. Mona must have seen the eye hook in my bedroom wall and assumed it was fun instead of a plant, and used a leash chain to fasten the top of my hood to it!
Then, I heard Mona's voice in my ear. "OK Mom. Three hours." I started to give three grunts, and stopped, because as strict as I was restrained, I wasn't in any real distress. I was, however, incredibly turned on at being totally helpless, my mouth, rectum and vagina stuffed with devices....

Re: Plunging Deeping, Finding Needs

Postby Socklover » Sun Feb 21, 2016 12:33 am

That was super fun to read! Thank you for the post!

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Postby cellofello » Sun Feb 21, 2016 1:42 am

Welcome back!

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Postby GWolfman88 » Sun Feb 21, 2016 8:30 am

Awesome!!! Please continue:)

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Postby barefoot99 » Sun Feb 21, 2016 1:34 pm

please continue
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: Plunging Deeping, Finding Needs

Postby Sealherlips » Sun Feb 28, 2016 3:38 am

Please continue very soon. I was really disappointed when you left before. I hope you have more stories of tying Mona, and hopefully taking things way further.

Re: Plunging Deeping, Finding Needs

Postby Sealherlips » Tue Mar 01, 2016 11:46 am

Will there be more soon? I don't want to wait another 5 years.

Re: Plunging Deeping, Finding Needs

Postby DommeMother » Tue Mar 08, 2016 9:59 pm

Thank you for the kind words. I think I can manage another soon.

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Postby bound-black-girl lover » Sun Mar 13, 2016 9:22 am

LOVE the concept of a "penis-gag" to keep the captive "stimulated" (and "trained")!