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I had realised that I liked the idea of being tied up, especially with tape, a few years prior to this story. My mom named Kelly has blonde hair, brown eyes and stood at a medium to tall height for a woman. She wore jeans with a belt and a grey t-shirt tucked in. I, however was wearing a black t-shirt and shorts as it was a warm day.
It was just the two of us in the house at this point and we were sitting on the couch watching the TV and trying to cool down. A scene in the show we were watching showed a man in some sort of interrogation room with his hands tied behind him with black tape.
I looked over at my mom and said "I bet I could get out of that easily" trying to hint that I wanted her to test out my hunch.
She turned to me and said "oh yeah? Wait here a minute." She stood up and walked into the kitchen before returning with a roll of duct tape. "Alright come on, stand up. Hands behind your back. Let's see you escape." She said in a semi-smug tone
I stood up and placed my hands behind my back with my wrists crossed. I heard the duct tape being unraveled behind me before it got wrapped around my wrists. At this point I had butterflies in my stomach which only intensified as my wrist restraints were tightened and secured.
My mom broke off the tape and turned me around to face her "How's that?" She asked looking down at me. I looked up at her while lightly struggling with my hands behind me "Good."
"Alright then, time for the legs" she said as I was sat down on the couch. She got down on her knees and pulled out my ankles a bit and then began wrapping tape around my ankles.
The feeling of having my ankles wrapped up in duct tape while I can't do anything but listen to the tape unravel made the butterflies in my stomach all the more intense. After a few wraps of the tape around my ankles, my mom broke off the tape and stood up. "How's that? Still feel like you can get out?"
I really badly wanted to be gagged with the tape so I hinted at it by replying with "If I can't get out then I can just shout for help and eventually somebody will get me out" I said with my heart pounding.
She smiled before ripping off a bit tape and placing it on my lips diagonally and smoothing it over with her fingers "No, I don't think you'll be doing that" she said as she tore another piece off and placed it on my lips diagonally in the opposite direction, giving the tape on my lips the shape of an X.
My heart was racing a mile every minute and the butterflies in my stomach became even more intense. I tried to struggle into the tape around my wrists to find that it wouldn't budge no matter what I did. I moved my legs in the air while wriggling my feet in an attempt to get the tape lose.
After about 5 minutes of trying to get the wrist and ankle tape off I grew tired and gave up. "Have you given up now?" My mom said "not as easy as it looks huh?" I nodded my head and tried to speak into the tape "mhm." I followed it up by asking her to cut my free through the tape to which my mom quickly cupped her hand over my mouth. "I'll let you out soon you need to be patient" she said while giggling.
I knew she was trying to annoy me so I sat on the couch bound and gagged with her hand over my mouth. Eventually she cut me loose. Before taking off my gag she said that I need to be taped up more often as I have a habit of being a chattybox which just about made my heart beat out of my chest.
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This wasn't the last time I got tied up by her and I was definitely tied much more securely in the times following this. In the future whenever I wanted to be tied up I would call it 'The Escape Game' which she understood what I meant by it. I might post about all the times I ever did the escape game in the replies (which was about 6 times).
Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed the story
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