I was in bed, in just my pyjama shorts, my ankles were tied together with a length of rope and I was struggling to efectivly tie my hands to my headboard. I tried and failed for around 10 minuets untill my mum came in, wearing her dressing gown over her underwear... like she always does to sleep... she started asking me how I was while dad was out on business so often, and I just relpied bluntly, trying to get her out before she found out what I was up too... it was too late.
My struggles made the bed covers reveal my tied ankles. My mum just smiled at me and sat down on the bed, "You had to resort to doing it yourself?" she said "You have friends don't you?"
"Um..." She took off her dressing gown belt, knotted it, and gagged me. Then took the neckties I was trying to tie my hands with and did it for me, so I was in a "Y" position.
She then knelt/ sat on my groin/ tummy and placed her hands on my chest... "I thought you were mature... I thought I didn't have to do this anymore... you know... be a 'mum'... but it seems you've been a bad boy... and you need to be punished..."
She tickled my torso for over 10 minuets before stopping... she looked at me and saw I was sweating a bit, "You're right... it is hot in here..." and with that, she took off the dressing gown and was in just her underwear.
Now, I'm not into incest, but I had always found my mum attractive, so um... I got... exited...
"Ooh..." she said, rather shocked, after receiving a small bump on the bottom... She gave an awkward but devlish smile when she realised what it was then she carried on tickling me untill she looked like she got an idea, she kissed my chest and said "Wait here!" before leaving the room...