Mother’s Little Helper (The Conclusion) – A Son in Need

Postby LordNelson » Fri Jan 03, 2014 7:40 am

Matt was enjoying one of those rare times when he was home alone on a Saturday. Normally his parents were terrified of the prospect of how much damage he could do unsupervised but today they had no choice. Dad was gone to an inventor’s conference out of town and had left last night. The debate team that Lizzie was on had finished first in her school and this afternoon was the city finals. Lizzie and mom had left early to get their hair done.

The competition wasn’t until one o’clock but they left around ten that morning. They were all dressed up in skirts and stockings and heels trying to look their best for their big day out.

He was trying hard not to do anything destructive or disruptive but it was not easy. It went against all of his basic instincts. He played video games, watched TV and shot a few hoops in the driveway. He was just about bored out of his brains when he heard the car pull into the driveway. He ran out to see how Lizzie had done and mom was alone.

Lizzie’s team had won and she had gone out with them to celebrate. Mom put her arm around him and they walked back into the house together. That was not a good sign. It meant that she wanted to talk.

‘I notice that things are a little tense between you and your sister’ she said. ‘I know that you don’t always get along but it seems to be worse than usual. Can you tell me about it?’ His mom never took “don’t worry about it” or “it’s nothing” for an answer. He was going to have to come up with something.

He told her how he had asked Lizzie for help with a homework assignment and she had refused saying that she was “too busy.” He asked Miranda when she was over but Lizzie told her not to. He said that had really hurt him. He was doing some of his best acting making out his sister to be the bad one.

Mom gave him a big hug, holding him tightly close to her and said ‘If there’s anything that I can do just ask.’ Half an hour later she was wishing that she had kept her big mouth shut.

She was lying face down on Matt’s bed. She was helping him with the previously mentioned homework. First he had tied her hands behind her back. Secondly he tied her ankles. The third rope went around her legs just below the knees. When he began to tie the fourth rope around her elbows she began to have doubts about her situation. He pulled it until her elbows almost touched. When she said “ouch” he slackened it just a little and tied it. She began to voice her concerns about where this was going. By the time the fifth rope was around her wrists and ankles pulling her into a hog tie her comments had been silenced. A long strip of black duct tape was smoothly applied across her mouth from ear to ear.

She sank her face into the bed. It was no use trying to stop this. Any protests she had would be seen by him as a dare and things would only get worse. It was best just to let him have his way and hope that his short attention span would result in her freedom sooner rather than later.

He pulled up a chair and sat down to inspect his work. He was pleased. All of the ropes were not only secure but also nice and tidy. He couldn’t help but notice that she looked a lot different than his previous victims. The black stockings and shiny high heeled pumps were something that girls his age didn’t wear. He was beginning to wish they did. He also noticed that his mom was a lot curvier than the girls he knew. He hoped that they would look like that also before too long.

She couldn’t see that he had gotten out the camcorder and was already recording. He told her that what he wanted her to do now was to try to escape. He said that if she couldn’t get free in five minutes he would let her loose. She had already tested her bonds and knew that he had done an excellent job. She knew that she wasn’t getting free in five hours let alone five minutes.

She had a look that without words could convey her anger. She had used it on him before and he knew how serious it was. Even gagged she knew she could communicate her displeasure. She turned onto her side to face him.

What she didn’t expect was to be facing the video camera. Her “look” evaporated. He zoomed in on her gagged face. He told her that whenever she was ready the five minutes would start. She hesitated for a moment but realized that any refusal to cooperate on her part would make this last a lot longer than five minutes. She decided to cut her losses and comply.

She began to twist and turn while still on her side. Her vigorous efforts pleased Matt but then his pleasure turned to embarrassment. The strain on her blouse had taken its toll and the buttons up the front started opening from the top to the bottom. In only a few seconds Matt had a full view of a black lacy brassiere and in another second or two it was undone to her navel. She was unaware and continued to writhe.

Matt was uncertain about how to handle this when his mom rolled back into a face down position. With her boobs now out of sight he could relax until she was untied. The remaining few minutes went without incident. She remained face down while he untied her. When she sat up to have the gag removed she noticed her wardrobe malfunction. She quickly turned her back to him and buttoned her blouse.

The gag was still to come off and that would take a minute or two so he felt it would be best for him to speak first. Having not had time to come up with one of his devious plans he just made it up as he went along.

‘I’m not sure if your little incident showed up on the video’ he said ‘but maybe it’s a good idea if I don’t include it when I turn in my assignment. The written report should be good enough and I think I’ll leave that part out.’ Once the gag came off she had a dozen things that she wanted to say to him but she reconsidered. He did have the video and she wanted to make sure that she gave him no reason do anything rash with it. She could demand that he delete it but there was no way to be sure that he didn’t have copies. It was best just to agree with him, walk away and hope that he kept it to himself.

As she walked out she stopped and turned to him. ‘You have an hour before supper’ she said. ‘Why don’t you finish your report and let me proof read it for you.’

It was a short report but he barely got it done in time. He was seriously distracted by the video he had on his computer.

That's all for Matt and Lizzie for now but their dad is going to have a story that I will post tomorrow in the Intimate Fictional TUG's forum.

LordNelson
Last edited by LordNelson on Sat Jan 04, 2014 2:39 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Re: Mother’s Little Helper (The Conclusion) – A Son in Need

Postby SelenaGfan » Fri Jan 03, 2014 11:05 am

Love it an can not wait to see more Lizzie mcGuire stories please.

Re: Mother’s Little Helper (The Conclusion) – A Son in Need

Postby Mister Mistoffelees » Sat Jan 04, 2014 3:39 pm

Just dropping in to tell you how much I am enjoying your tales, your lordship. Matt is the little brother I only wish I could have been!... :big:
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