Aunt Becky's visit F/M
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2018 7:25 am
story concept: TamataoShiny123
Aunt Rebecca was always the cool aunt, being a sister on mom’s side. She was always the one to encourage one to act first think later. It was a real treat for her to come visit because she was always travelling for leisure. She did tourism reviews of different countries for magazines. After a well-done article on Dubai, she decided to spend some time at home. Her sister Catherine asked to babysit sixteen year old Josh.
Joshua a good and smart kid. He was always kind and polite to all around him, “mister goodie two shoes” as some called him. He was excited to see Aunt Becky come over the Sunday before Marchx break.
Giving her sister a hug and Josh a wide hug and a peck on the cheek, she smiles.“What’s up, pal? How you doing?”
Giving a polite response, he smiles as his mother and Aunt Becky go into the next room. Joshua goes upstairs into his room, his computer sitting on his desk. Turning it on, the very first desktop page a picture of Megara from Disney’s Hercules. He felt drawn to tie up games since he had first seen Aladdin. The movie’s infamous drowning scene had always put an extra spark in his eye.
He had procured some rope through various means. He had long wanted to tie someone up. Seeing as Aunt Becky was always the no hold barred fun-loving type, he figured he might be able to get her to try it out. All he would need to do is create a unique experience to convince her it would be fun to try. Just once would be enough.
Aunt Becky was always a looker, with long brown hair wide busty chest. Josh began to imagine her legs tied up in rope, her favourite silk blouse the top few buttons always undone to reveal the nice necklace she had on the day.
The thought entered his head, believing it just a fantasy, until a gentle tap on the door Josh woke up. Turning the monitor off on his computer, he saw his mother and Aunt Becky standing in the door way entering the room.
“Josh, remember I told you we had a surprise for you?” Josh nods looking from his mother to his aunt nervously.
“Well, over March break is your father and I’s anniversary and we planned our trip. Aunt Rebecca will be taking care of you the next seven days.”
Josh’s eyes grew wide as a saucers when his mother saw the approval she kisses his forehead before leaving the room Aunt Becky pats his arm.
“Ain’t this going to be fun, pal?” She smiles, kissing Josh on the cheek, causing Josh began to grow red as a tomato.
“Don’t light your fuse yet. You’re not a cherry yet!” he smirks thinking of the long running joke that when he got too excited, his face would turn beat red like a cherry bomb.
That night Aunt Becky made chicken burgers and onion rings as they wished Catherine farewell. Making obligatory small talk about school, Josh asked about her travels. Telling stories of adventures in Dubai and in Eastern Europe they had a good time lasting until ten. Josh chose to go to bed soon thereafter, Aunt Becky chose to make it a point she would see him crawl into bed and give him a peck on the cheek, displaying her sweet side.
The next morning, Josh woke up to the smell of hot coffee and pancakes cooking, imagining Aunt Becky’s fantastic chocolate chip french toast. The thought made him nearly drool. Dressing in a blue t-shirt and a pair of shorts he walks in seeing her wearing a skin tight track suit hugging the curves of her hips her brown hair kept up by a red bandana tied around behind her ears. She turned around upon hearing his arrival.
“Good morning, sleepy head!” Setting the plates down, she smiles. The two enjoy a nice casual breakfast before she turns to Josh smiling.
“What would you like to do today?”
He shrugs, looking around the house. “I don’t know. How about hanging out around here?”
Smiling, she nodded. “That sounds cool, bud.”
Fortunately, she did not make too great a fuss. After breakfast, he went upstairs. Becky followed only to go into her room and change from her tracksuit to put a nice blue with a small slit up the side of the right leg, and a white blouse leaving two buttons undone from the top keeping the bandana in her hair as she liked the contrast it gave. Returning to the stairs she peeks into his room seeing him in his room playing with his computer. She thought nothing of it before she went back downstairs she went into the living room to read.
After hearing nothing for nearly an hour, Aunt Becky began to feel a little curious. Going upstairs to her nephew’s room, she heard little grunted noises. Opening the door, she seen him wide-eyed and excited able to sneak into the room without his attention, she stood next to a corner. Her foot nudged a bag. Looking down, she saw that he had procured a great many variants of restraints, rope and tape, and the bag was not even closed. Her eyes widened. He was on the internet scanning photos of cartoon characters bound and gagged. Shaking her head, she decided to intervene. Grabbing a coil of rope from the bag, she steps forward with a dominating tone.
“Joshua Byron Matheson! What would you mother say?!”
Joshua’s face turned beat red before he turned to face her. “Aunt Becky I... I...”
She approached his computer screen. “How would you like it if someone did this to you?” He struggled for answer. “This is gonna be your punishment,” she declared, pointing to the bed. “Face down on the bed.”
Since Josh was clearly in a state of disbelief, she grabbed him and set him on his knees. Taking the rope, she set his hands behind his back.
“But Aunt Becky, wait! There’s no need for this!”
She shook her head. “If you want to do it to someone else, cartoon or not, you had best learn to handle it yourself” Josh groaned, knowing her logic was right. Tying the rope around his wrists using a hand on the back of his pants she pushed him forward and set him on the bed looking him in the eye.
“Listen to me, young man, and you listen good! I am going to administer a punishment. Either you can take it like a man or you can whine like a baby,” she snaps, raising her hand to comb his hair. “If you behave during this disciplinary period, I will not tell your mother or father on you and this will be our little secret. Understand?”
“Yes, I understand,” he snaps back at her, making an eyebrow cock.
“Sounds like someone need to watch his tongue. I have something for that.” She took off both her blue ankle socks, holding them up to his nose.
“No Aunt Becky! That’s gross! Yuck!”
She smiles, crouching down to his level, still stroking his hair. “Oh, I am sorry. Let me just... shove them in there!” she said, stuffing them in his mouth, causing him to grunt and gag on the sweaty socks. Taking the bandana from her hair, she pushes the socks deeper into his mouth, tying it off around his neck. Pushing him onto the bed she grabs more rope and commences to hogtie him.
With him wrapped up like a present she smiles. “Now, you can lay here and reflect what it is like to be helpless. She winked, making Josh glare over his gag. She turns around leaving him alone. Rolling vigorously around the bed struggling the socks tasted disgusting in his mouth but the bandana held firm. After a while, Aunt Becky returned and sat down on the bed.
“Well, it’s been an hour. What do you think?” Complaining into his gag, she nods. “I know, I know Josh, but it is for your own good.” She looks down on his barefeet, an angelic smile crosses her face, Josh knew this angelic smile occurs when she was feeling mischievous. She sits forward.
“This reminds me of when you were a baby. Your mother and I would spend hours tickling you and you just lay there smiling and giggling” He shook his head knowing his resistance to it hadn’t diminished since infancy.
She started rubbing softly along the bottom of his toes. When she started rubbing viciously, he began to kick but it did nothing. Fighting vigorously, he wore himself out. But the pinch and tickle of her fingers continued to assault the ticklish nerves of his feet, making him thrash and jolt as the assault moved to his sides. Moving off the bed, Aunt Becky knelt down next to her nephew, petting his head.
“Now that you understand how helpless you are, I could sit here and do that again all day and all you could do is squirm and bare it.”
Joshua began to beg into his gag before she nods. “Alright. I’ll just leave you until lunch.” He nodded and grunted positively before she kisses the top of his head and leaved him to squirm.
Joshua struggled minimally in his bondage. Hearing his own deep breathes, he loved the exasperated sound it made in his gag. Finding his shorts grow slightly tighter he tried to hide it but only find it hurt. Rolling around grunting in discomfort, he growled thinking back to his ideas earlier of kidnapping Aunt Becky. He shakes his head but then he got to wonder how she knew how to do all of this. His eyebrows narrowed. Somehow, she must have practiced on someone...
(Three hours later)
At lunch time, Aunt Becky returned. Releasing Josh’s legs and ankles, she helped him stand up and walked him down the stairs into the kitchen. Sitting him down on the office chair she had wheeled in for him. She took a roll of duct tape and wrapped one ankle around the chair leg and wrapped the other ankle around the chair. He looked up to his aunt quizzically.
Untying his wrists before wrapping one wrist around the chairs armrest doing the same with the other armrest.
“I’m gonna take the gag out and we are going to eat lunch civilly. Any outburst and you will need to beg for dinner” He nodded submittingly. Easily, she removed the bandana then both socks from his lips. Josh licked them viciously, trying to get the taste from his mouth. Taking a spoon, she fed him piece by piece of mac and cheese and gave him sips of ice cold water between every other spoonful. Finishing her own bowl of mac and cheese, she looked at Josh.
“I’m sure you are curious as to my meticulous tying methods.” he nods looking curiously waiting for her to continue. “See, I use to spend whole summers just tying up Catherine.” Joshua’s eyes grew wide as she chuckled. “I guess TUGs run in the family” She pinched his cheek and grabbed a pair of socks from her pocket. “Open wide.” He noticed that these socks had a strange smell and an awful taste as she stuffed his lips with them before she takes a longer sock and wrapped it around, pinching it between his teeth. “The ones in your mouth I wore yesterday and the one I wrapped around your mouth are clean knee high socks” Josh groaned. “Now, I’m going to start dishes but I have a little game I want to play a little game.” His eyes widened as she opened the freezer and put the ice tray in her hand.
“I am going to put three ice cubes against you. The goal is to keep all of them close to where I put them. If they move at all without signs of melting, your disciplinary period will extend to tonight. But if you keep them all on their resting place I will free you and... I’ll let you tie me up.” Josh’s eyes became saucers upon the mere chance of tying up the beautiful Aunt Becky. She pulls three ice cubes out of the tray placing one on the tip of his forehead, another down the slope of his shoulder and the final was set just below his on his collar. Each just on the tipping point, it would take all his concentration to keep them on the edge.
Aunt Becky smiles kissing his cheek.
“Good luck, sweetie.” She turned around, beginning to set hot soap into the sink. Beginning to scrub and scrape the dishes, Becky looked back to her nephew. She could tell the ice was beginning to melt as a few flinches began to make him jolt and cry out in his gag. Smiling she began to slow down, allowing some of the larger pots to soak. She took a look at the top ice cube; the water was beginning to run down his forehead. Before she returned the dishes, she heard an ice cube his the floor. Drying her hands off, she smirked.
“Too bad. It looks like you failed.” He looked up at her. Wet stains filling his collar and chest,?he grunted with submission. She smiles as she rolled him to face her. She grabbed a piece of duct tape and placed it over her lips. She turns around, mumbling through the tape.
“Ohph phophua phesph helf phee phere ifph a a phanpherouf phan in here.” She began to taunt him with her flimsy gag, causing Josh to grunt with frustration as he struggled to get free from the chair. Turning around she began to moan and mumble into the tape shuffling her bottom around knowing it would antagonize him.
Finishing the dishes, Aunt Becky removed her tape and chose to bring back an old tradition that started when she slept over when Josh was little. Taking out a number of fairy tales, she began to tell the story, but chose to add a twist.
“Read me a story,” she instructed, placing the book in front of him. Trying to sound out the words, Josh’s own voice became music to his ears as he tried to explain how the big bad wolf huffed and puffed.
Unable to contain their laughter, they finished the book in two hours as even Aunt Becky decided to put more effective tape gag on her lips. Ordering pizza for supper, they wanted to have a little show. Both were gagged when the delivery man approached the door. Aunt Becky rolled the chair so Josh could see the show. Aunt Becky ran forward, tape still over her lips. The deliveryman smiled until he saw Aunt Becky with the tape over her lips. Holding up forty dollars, she handed the cash to the driver. He began to fidget for change before Aunt Becky shook her head, took out another ten dollars and stuffed it in the man’s breast pocket, holding a finger to the tape around her lips. He blankly nodded, handed her the pizza and backed away from the door, nearly drooling. She turned around giggling with pizza in hand. Removing their gags, they both ate with playful giggles and joy.
Finishing the pizza, they chose to go into his mom and dad’s room. She set Joshua up for bed but set up a video in before they did. She chose the little romance movie “Notting Hill”. She gave him only enough freedom to get into a pair of black pajama pants and muscle shirt.
Laying him on the bed, she wrapped his ankles and knees with tape. Taking a pair of scarves from Catherine’s closet, she tied his wrist to one side of the bedpost, hooking it to a center pole on top of the headboard before tying his wrist. Taking a large black ace bandana she made a large knot in the centre before holding it to Joshua’s mouth.
“Opn wide then the movie will start.” He nodded. Opening his mouth, she pushed the knot in. Testing the scarves, he found they were tied on tighter than the ropes were, but he wouldn’t fight them aggressively. Laying there, the pair of them watch Notting Hill, making it to the scene where the protagonist shows his life after his dream girl walks out of his life.
Josh’s eyes began to droop closing from weariness. Aunt Becky looks over to see his eyes falling she leans in close “Rest up pal, tomorrow we have a full day of TUGs to get started.” Joshua smiled behind the knot, closing his eyes, dreaming of Aunt Becky tying him up, and the slight hopeful opportunity to tie her up.
Aunt Rebecca was always the cool aunt, being a sister on mom’s side. She was always the one to encourage one to act first think later. It was a real treat for her to come visit because she was always travelling for leisure. She did tourism reviews of different countries for magazines. After a well-done article on Dubai, she decided to spend some time at home. Her sister Catherine asked to babysit sixteen year old Josh.
Joshua a good and smart kid. He was always kind and polite to all around him, “mister goodie two shoes” as some called him. He was excited to see Aunt Becky come over the Sunday before Marchx break.
Giving her sister a hug and Josh a wide hug and a peck on the cheek, she smiles.“What’s up, pal? How you doing?”
Giving a polite response, he smiles as his mother and Aunt Becky go into the next room. Joshua goes upstairs into his room, his computer sitting on his desk. Turning it on, the very first desktop page a picture of Megara from Disney’s Hercules. He felt drawn to tie up games since he had first seen Aladdin. The movie’s infamous drowning scene had always put an extra spark in his eye.
He had procured some rope through various means. He had long wanted to tie someone up. Seeing as Aunt Becky was always the no hold barred fun-loving type, he figured he might be able to get her to try it out. All he would need to do is create a unique experience to convince her it would be fun to try. Just once would be enough.
Aunt Becky was always a looker, with long brown hair wide busty chest. Josh began to imagine her legs tied up in rope, her favourite silk blouse the top few buttons always undone to reveal the nice necklace she had on the day.
The thought entered his head, believing it just a fantasy, until a gentle tap on the door Josh woke up. Turning the monitor off on his computer, he saw his mother and Aunt Becky standing in the door way entering the room.
“Josh, remember I told you we had a surprise for you?” Josh nods looking from his mother to his aunt nervously.
“Well, over March break is your father and I’s anniversary and we planned our trip. Aunt Rebecca will be taking care of you the next seven days.”
Josh’s eyes grew wide as a saucers when his mother saw the approval she kisses his forehead before leaving the room Aunt Becky pats his arm.
“Ain’t this going to be fun, pal?” She smiles, kissing Josh on the cheek, causing Josh began to grow red as a tomato.
“Don’t light your fuse yet. You’re not a cherry yet!” he smirks thinking of the long running joke that when he got too excited, his face would turn beat red like a cherry bomb.
That night Aunt Becky made chicken burgers and onion rings as they wished Catherine farewell. Making obligatory small talk about school, Josh asked about her travels. Telling stories of adventures in Dubai and in Eastern Europe they had a good time lasting until ten. Josh chose to go to bed soon thereafter, Aunt Becky chose to make it a point she would see him crawl into bed and give him a peck on the cheek, displaying her sweet side.
The next morning, Josh woke up to the smell of hot coffee and pancakes cooking, imagining Aunt Becky’s fantastic chocolate chip french toast. The thought made him nearly drool. Dressing in a blue t-shirt and a pair of shorts he walks in seeing her wearing a skin tight track suit hugging the curves of her hips her brown hair kept up by a red bandana tied around behind her ears. She turned around upon hearing his arrival.
“Good morning, sleepy head!” Setting the plates down, she smiles. The two enjoy a nice casual breakfast before she turns to Josh smiling.
“What would you like to do today?”
He shrugs, looking around the house. “I don’t know. How about hanging out around here?”
Smiling, she nodded. “That sounds cool, bud.”
Fortunately, she did not make too great a fuss. After breakfast, he went upstairs. Becky followed only to go into her room and change from her tracksuit to put a nice blue with a small slit up the side of the right leg, and a white blouse leaving two buttons undone from the top keeping the bandana in her hair as she liked the contrast it gave. Returning to the stairs she peeks into his room seeing him in his room playing with his computer. She thought nothing of it before she went back downstairs she went into the living room to read.
After hearing nothing for nearly an hour, Aunt Becky began to feel a little curious. Going upstairs to her nephew’s room, she heard little grunted noises. Opening the door, she seen him wide-eyed and excited able to sneak into the room without his attention, she stood next to a corner. Her foot nudged a bag. Looking down, she saw that he had procured a great many variants of restraints, rope and tape, and the bag was not even closed. Her eyes widened. He was on the internet scanning photos of cartoon characters bound and gagged. Shaking her head, she decided to intervene. Grabbing a coil of rope from the bag, she steps forward with a dominating tone.
“Joshua Byron Matheson! What would you mother say?!”
Joshua’s face turned beat red before he turned to face her. “Aunt Becky I... I...”
She approached his computer screen. “How would you like it if someone did this to you?” He struggled for answer. “This is gonna be your punishment,” she declared, pointing to the bed. “Face down on the bed.”
Since Josh was clearly in a state of disbelief, she grabbed him and set him on his knees. Taking the rope, she set his hands behind his back.
“But Aunt Becky, wait! There’s no need for this!”
She shook her head. “If you want to do it to someone else, cartoon or not, you had best learn to handle it yourself” Josh groaned, knowing her logic was right. Tying the rope around his wrists using a hand on the back of his pants she pushed him forward and set him on the bed looking him in the eye.
“Listen to me, young man, and you listen good! I am going to administer a punishment. Either you can take it like a man or you can whine like a baby,” she snaps, raising her hand to comb his hair. “If you behave during this disciplinary period, I will not tell your mother or father on you and this will be our little secret. Understand?”
“Yes, I understand,” he snaps back at her, making an eyebrow cock.
“Sounds like someone need to watch his tongue. I have something for that.” She took off both her blue ankle socks, holding them up to his nose.
“No Aunt Becky! That’s gross! Yuck!”
She smiles, crouching down to his level, still stroking his hair. “Oh, I am sorry. Let me just... shove them in there!” she said, stuffing them in his mouth, causing him to grunt and gag on the sweaty socks. Taking the bandana from her hair, she pushes the socks deeper into his mouth, tying it off around his neck. Pushing him onto the bed she grabs more rope and commences to hogtie him.
With him wrapped up like a present she smiles. “Now, you can lay here and reflect what it is like to be helpless. She winked, making Josh glare over his gag. She turns around leaving him alone. Rolling vigorously around the bed struggling the socks tasted disgusting in his mouth but the bandana held firm. After a while, Aunt Becky returned and sat down on the bed.
“Well, it’s been an hour. What do you think?” Complaining into his gag, she nods. “I know, I know Josh, but it is for your own good.” She looks down on his barefeet, an angelic smile crosses her face, Josh knew this angelic smile occurs when she was feeling mischievous. She sits forward.
“This reminds me of when you were a baby. Your mother and I would spend hours tickling you and you just lay there smiling and giggling” He shook his head knowing his resistance to it hadn’t diminished since infancy.
She started rubbing softly along the bottom of his toes. When she started rubbing viciously, he began to kick but it did nothing. Fighting vigorously, he wore himself out. But the pinch and tickle of her fingers continued to assault the ticklish nerves of his feet, making him thrash and jolt as the assault moved to his sides. Moving off the bed, Aunt Becky knelt down next to her nephew, petting his head.
“Now that you understand how helpless you are, I could sit here and do that again all day and all you could do is squirm and bare it.”
Joshua began to beg into his gag before she nods. “Alright. I’ll just leave you until lunch.” He nodded and grunted positively before she kisses the top of his head and leaved him to squirm.
Joshua struggled minimally in his bondage. Hearing his own deep breathes, he loved the exasperated sound it made in his gag. Finding his shorts grow slightly tighter he tried to hide it but only find it hurt. Rolling around grunting in discomfort, he growled thinking back to his ideas earlier of kidnapping Aunt Becky. He shakes his head but then he got to wonder how she knew how to do all of this. His eyebrows narrowed. Somehow, she must have practiced on someone...
(Three hours later)
At lunch time, Aunt Becky returned. Releasing Josh’s legs and ankles, she helped him stand up and walked him down the stairs into the kitchen. Sitting him down on the office chair she had wheeled in for him. She took a roll of duct tape and wrapped one ankle around the chair leg and wrapped the other ankle around the chair. He looked up to his aunt quizzically.
Untying his wrists before wrapping one wrist around the chairs armrest doing the same with the other armrest.
“I’m gonna take the gag out and we are going to eat lunch civilly. Any outburst and you will need to beg for dinner” He nodded submittingly. Easily, she removed the bandana then both socks from his lips. Josh licked them viciously, trying to get the taste from his mouth. Taking a spoon, she fed him piece by piece of mac and cheese and gave him sips of ice cold water between every other spoonful. Finishing her own bowl of mac and cheese, she looked at Josh.
“I’m sure you are curious as to my meticulous tying methods.” he nods looking curiously waiting for her to continue. “See, I use to spend whole summers just tying up Catherine.” Joshua’s eyes grew wide as she chuckled. “I guess TUGs run in the family” She pinched his cheek and grabbed a pair of socks from her pocket. “Open wide.” He noticed that these socks had a strange smell and an awful taste as she stuffed his lips with them before she takes a longer sock and wrapped it around, pinching it between his teeth. “The ones in your mouth I wore yesterday and the one I wrapped around your mouth are clean knee high socks” Josh groaned. “Now, I’m going to start dishes but I have a little game I want to play a little game.” His eyes widened as she opened the freezer and put the ice tray in her hand.
“I am going to put three ice cubes against you. The goal is to keep all of them close to where I put them. If they move at all without signs of melting, your disciplinary period will extend to tonight. But if you keep them all on their resting place I will free you and... I’ll let you tie me up.” Josh’s eyes became saucers upon the mere chance of tying up the beautiful Aunt Becky. She pulls three ice cubes out of the tray placing one on the tip of his forehead, another down the slope of his shoulder and the final was set just below his on his collar. Each just on the tipping point, it would take all his concentration to keep them on the edge.
Aunt Becky smiles kissing his cheek.
“Good luck, sweetie.” She turned around, beginning to set hot soap into the sink. Beginning to scrub and scrape the dishes, Becky looked back to her nephew. She could tell the ice was beginning to melt as a few flinches began to make him jolt and cry out in his gag. Smiling she began to slow down, allowing some of the larger pots to soak. She took a look at the top ice cube; the water was beginning to run down his forehead. Before she returned the dishes, she heard an ice cube his the floor. Drying her hands off, she smirked.
“Too bad. It looks like you failed.” He looked up at her. Wet stains filling his collar and chest,?he grunted with submission. She smiles as she rolled him to face her. She grabbed a piece of duct tape and placed it over her lips. She turns around, mumbling through the tape.
“Ohph phophua phesph helf phee phere ifph a a phanpherouf phan in here.” She began to taunt him with her flimsy gag, causing Josh to grunt with frustration as he struggled to get free from the chair. Turning around she began to moan and mumble into the tape shuffling her bottom around knowing it would antagonize him.
Finishing the dishes, Aunt Becky removed her tape and chose to bring back an old tradition that started when she slept over when Josh was little. Taking out a number of fairy tales, she began to tell the story, but chose to add a twist.
“Read me a story,” she instructed, placing the book in front of him. Trying to sound out the words, Josh’s own voice became music to his ears as he tried to explain how the big bad wolf huffed and puffed.
Unable to contain their laughter, they finished the book in two hours as even Aunt Becky decided to put more effective tape gag on her lips. Ordering pizza for supper, they wanted to have a little show. Both were gagged when the delivery man approached the door. Aunt Becky rolled the chair so Josh could see the show. Aunt Becky ran forward, tape still over her lips. The deliveryman smiled until he saw Aunt Becky with the tape over her lips. Holding up forty dollars, she handed the cash to the driver. He began to fidget for change before Aunt Becky shook her head, took out another ten dollars and stuffed it in the man’s breast pocket, holding a finger to the tape around her lips. He blankly nodded, handed her the pizza and backed away from the door, nearly drooling. She turned around giggling with pizza in hand. Removing their gags, they both ate with playful giggles and joy.
Finishing the pizza, they chose to go into his mom and dad’s room. She set Joshua up for bed but set up a video in before they did. She chose the little romance movie “Notting Hill”. She gave him only enough freedom to get into a pair of black pajama pants and muscle shirt.
Laying him on the bed, she wrapped his ankles and knees with tape. Taking a pair of scarves from Catherine’s closet, she tied his wrist to one side of the bedpost, hooking it to a center pole on top of the headboard before tying his wrist. Taking a large black ace bandana she made a large knot in the centre before holding it to Joshua’s mouth.
“Opn wide then the movie will start.” He nodded. Opening his mouth, she pushed the knot in. Testing the scarves, he found they were tied on tighter than the ropes were, but he wouldn’t fight them aggressively. Laying there, the pair of them watch Notting Hill, making it to the scene where the protagonist shows his life after his dream girl walks out of his life.
Josh’s eyes began to droop closing from weariness. Aunt Becky looks over to see his eyes falling she leans in close “Rest up pal, tomorrow we have a full day of TUGs to get started.” Joshua smiled behind the knot, closing his eyes, dreaming of Aunt Becky tying him up, and the slight hopeful opportunity to tie her up.