Here ya go Ducttapelover93! 
One Hour Before
“C’mon mom! It’ll be fun!” insisted Jimmy, age 9, at his mom. His younger sister, Pam, age 8, looked on eating a cookie.
Emma had heard her son’s insistent plea for the third time that morning and finally relented just to get him off her back, “Ok Jimmy, we’ll play kidnapper this afternoon after I get my chores and grocery shopping done.”
Jimmy whooped happily as he ran off with his sister in tow. He seemed excited over lunch and as they did their grocery shopping. They finally got home and Emma had just managed to put away the groceries when two small, bandanna-masked people rushed into the kitchen pointing nerf guns at her. She had to smile at the sight but resisted her urge to chuckle.
“Hands up lady! This is a kidnapping and we’re taking you so your husband will pay us a hefty ransom!” said Jimmy.
“You heard him!” chimed in little Pam, but a bit more timidly.
Emma obediently raised her arms and was surprised to be ordered out of the kitchen door, into the backyard towards the tool shed. She was made to sit on a wooden chair that her husband used.
“Now, we gotta tie you up lady so you won’t cause any trouble,” said Jimmy as he pulled out several strands of cotton clothesline. Emma and Jimmy had played this game a couple of times before and she realized that she missed these little tie-up games.
She was brought back to reality as Jimmy and Pam, working as a team, pulled her arms behind the chair and securely bound and cinched her wrists. She then felt Jimmy connect her bound wrists to the lower parts of the chair.
“My arms aren’t going anywhere,” thought Emma.
More rope was added around her body, above and below her breasts. These too were cinched. She felt the pressure on her breasts and looking down, saw that they were quite emphasized. The pressure had also caused her nipples to harden.
“Good thing my bra is hiding my nipples. This game seems to be turning me on,” thought Emma.
Her waist was also roped insuring that her upper body was fastened securely.
Finally, Jimmy got to work binding her ankles together. These were roped to one chair leg so it would be difficult, if not impossible, to maneuver the chair. He even added rope just above her knees and when his hands passed the rope between her legs, she definitely felt some stirrings in her nether region.
“Open wide mom!” ordered Jimmy and as Emma complied, he jammed a sponge into her mouth before winding a colorful bandanna around her face to secure the packing.
“Don’t worry mom, the sponge is clean and the bandanna is the one with the rip that you were going to get rid of,” reassured Jimmy. Emma smiled at her son’s thinking but the gag prevented the two kids from seeing this.
The two children stepped back to admire their handiwork. Jimmy had tied his mom up before, but not this well. Pam looked on wide-eyed as this was the first time she saw her mom helplessly bound.
“Now we gotta go make the ransom call,” said Jimmy as he pulled Pam and they stepped out of the shed.
Some time passed and Emma was starting to get worried. Their previous tie-up games did not take long and she must have been tied up for close to an hour. She figured she could free herself, but despite her best efforts, the ropes held firm and the knots remained out of reach.
She shouted for help, but the gag effectively muffled her voice. The sponge had filled out her mouth and she exhaled loudly through her nose in frustration.
“Where are they?” thought Emma impatiently.
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If this all seems innocent for now, wait'll you see the aftermath!
You ain't met dad yet! 
