Riding his bicycle up the lane, Jarred Mitchel slows his bike at the top opening the garage revealing his mothers Buick nestled to the side of the garage. Picking his bike up Jarred removes his backpack before locking the bicycle onto a bike rack.
Walking through the door, Jarred hears the sound of giggling escaping from the floors above. Peering down on the sleeping bags blankets and pillows covering the floor in front of the main television.
“right girls sleepover” growling Jarred walks from the living room into the kitchen, surprised to find his mother not reading in the kitchen. Going for the fridge he grabs himself a bottle of water ascending the stairs with the aim to take a shower.
Grabbing a fresh set of clothes he gets to the bathroom before hearing odd sounds coming from the girls bedroom. The door left slightly ajar, temptation and anxiety makes his mind race. His feet begin to cross the distance between the hallway before deciding against it. No doubt the girls were cooing over hot guys in a magazine or oogling kittens and whatever girls did in their rooms.
Showering and changing into a fresh pair of jeans he opens the bathroom door to find the girls door room wide open and the sounds he heard only increased. This time curiosity needed to be satisfied and Jarred walks through the door of the room.
His mouth fell dry as he saw in dim light of the bedside lamp. Two lean girls lay belly down on the bed their heads turned to the side. Their hands drawn together at the wrist pulled back to their ankles with white rope.
Sophie on the left was dressed in a blue leotard and white leggings. She has long blond hair she usually leaves loose however she had it tied in a thick pony tail like a rope draping down her back. Kneeling before them Jarred saw the obstruction of Sophies gaze, a wide head band was lowered over her eyes. While blue fabric tape is wrapped around her mouth. Pressing a finger over the fabric Sophie began to scream into her gag wiggling on the bed.
Turning to the other girl Jarred recognises his big sister Piper. Her auburn hair tied in a loose pony tail. Dressed in a black leotard with white leggings. Her arms pulled back by her wrists tied to her ankles much like Sophies only Pipers elbows were wound tight together, her shoulders pulled tight against a rope harness. Just like Sophie she was blinded by a head band and more fabric tape around her mouth except this was red fabric tape looking over to Piper’s riding supplies Jarred recognised the vet wrap.
Ruffling his sisters hair he smiles as she grounds out an aggrevated protest behind her taped over mouth. Walking over to her feet Jarred began to press his fingers into the sole of her feet. The girls shrieks caused Sophie to cry out and squirm wanting to protect her friend.
Jarred had to fight from bursting out laughing before he caught the glimpse of someone in the doorway. Seeing his mother dressed in a red turtleneck and black tights. Her blond hair draped down past her shoulders Jarred holds up his hands and up and the woman smiles waving her son towards her.
Following his mother from the room she whispers to him “were you enjoying yourself?”
“Yes, what is going on Mom?” smiling she turns and presses a finger to my lips “the girls were talking about boys next thing I know they are trying to gag each other” her giggles had her nearly doubled over.
“So you know Desiree?” the spunky red-head that Piper had become close to over two years passed. Low and behold she was responisible for the ropes.
“So how did you get roped into it?” she shrugs patting his shoulder before leading him down into the office to find Desiree wearing black sports bra and red volleyball shorts. Wrists tied in nylon rope and her eyes blindfold by a wool scarf her lower face was encased with vetwrap.
“Even moms like to play with the girls a little” walking to the side of the blanket Desiree was wiggling on she produces several lengths of rope and four scarves.
“Do you remember your knots from boy scouts?” smiling he accepts the rope and starts with a chest harness wrapping the rope below her bosom around the backside of her arm up to her neck before looping it under her arm. Next was winding rope around her elbows and wrists before taking a rope around her ankles cinching it in the middle before pulling tight up against her wrist.
“Comfortable?”
“Oooh perfect” testing her bonds she wiggles and squirms without any real effort into the game. She smiles up at her son “two more things now son”
“Blindfold how do you do that gag thing ma?” explaining the purpose for each scarf before he completed the process by covering his mothers mouth with a favourite wine coloured scarf.tied over her mouth before taking a smaller pink and white scarf blindfolding her.
With his mother’s blindfold secured, Jarred sat back and watched her squirm, impressed with his work. His mother rolling from side to side attempting to squirm herself around. However she was quite and interesting sight. Even more was Desire at her side beginning to cry out of her gag.
“Pleaphf plephf lephf mmm guphf” she urged until she bumped into his mother and suddenly they two began talking.
“Cheriphf iphf phfaphf yuphf?” his mother responds saying yes, apparently Desiree had not heard the conversation between mother and son and now she was trying to discuss what was happening between them. What Jarred caught on, his mother was playing on some fantasy that the house was being robbed to frighten the daylights out of Desiree.
Deciding it was way too much fun Jarred leans down close to Desiree’s ear and whispers “thanks for the cell phone sweetie, I am sure we can make great use of these, your mother has some real nice jewellery” the reaction out of Desiree was priceless. His mom continued to play the role of damsel for a convincing second before bursting into a muffled laugh.
Deciding this was too great a chance to miss, Jarred began recording his mother and Desiree poking Desiree to invoke better reactions out of her. Before turning the camera off and venturing upstairs photographing his sister and her friend before saving them and sending them to his mother.
Deciding now was a good time to go on decide supper, there was no sense in interrupting the girls game.
Enjoying the game F/fff m/F
Really a cute and funny story
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I really hope this story continues.