I was an only child living with my mother and her boyfriend. I was 16 years old at the time, not thinking of the consequences to my actions.
It had all started when mom's boyfriend was out on work related issues and it left me and mom. I knew she would never intrude on my privacy so I knew it was the perfect time to do some selfbondage!
I started off with my crotch rope, making it as tight as I could. I then tied my legs in a frog tie, only making it possible for me to open and close my legs, which further stimulated me.
I then worked on my makeshift gag. It was two balled up socks I put into my mouth and tied a cloth around it, securing them in.
Next, I tied my wrists; I tied them to my crotch rope so movement made it better (or worse) for me. Once I was all done, I lay on my double bed and wriggled around, attempting to free myself, but no so much that my session was over in around 5 minutes.
What I hadn't anticipated was my mother walking in...
"Tut, Tut, what have we here" she smirked, confusing me a lot. I just stared at her.
"You're such a naughty girl, aren't you?" I just nodded, not really understanding.
"It's a shame this rope work isn't very good. Let me fix that" she said while I tried to move away from her, extremely embarrassed.
"Ah ah ah. Be a good girl and stay still" she told me while untying my hands but tying them again as quickly as she had undone them, but so much tighter.
She went back into her room and came back with more rope. She tied my elbows together with ease thanks to my flexibility then continued to tie a breast harness around my chest. She undid my crotch rope and pulled so much tighter before tying it once again.
She then moved to my legs (which was much harder thanks to me kicking) yet managed to tie them securely around my ankles, below and above my knees and thighs tightly. After she'd done this, she tied my ankle rope to my crotch rope, which made it pull tighter with every movement.
When she had left, she had picked out a ball gag. She took out my makeshift gag and I spoke to her.
"When did you get into this" I questioned while she smirked.
"I'll answer your questions when we're finished" she told, putting the ball gag behind my teeth, strapping it tightly.
"Have fun" she smiled, patting my thigh as she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
In this time, I tested my bonds, loving the feeling of someone else tying me up. I squirmed and moved, but to no avail. I gave up, panting at my effort.
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After some time, my mom came back in and untied me, but I had been asleep through it. She had rubbed where the ropes originally were and hugged me then left.
That was the day I found out my mom wasn't so innocent.