All in the family (f/m, mm/FF, F/mff, F/f, f/mfF, FF/f, mf/FF and more)
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Good update. Love the Dark DW for a few chapters making sure Karen and Sally are in complete confinement unable to get out on their own. Curious to see what the next update has in stall for them. If they get out or if their rescuer joins them in a similar fate.
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Great update! I wonder what happened to DW..
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Really enjoying this story. Very much looking forward to the next update to find out what's going on with DW, and what's going to happen with our beleaguered mother and daughter damsels.
Aside from the current situation, I love the good-natured playful tone of many of these bondage encounters. It would be awesome if RL was more like this.
Aside from the current situation, I love the good-natured playful tone of many of these bondage encounters. It would be awesome if RL was more like this.
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The next chapter, below will lead to what is going on, but no details yet. It will have the story of Karen's and Sally's 'rescue'.
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117 - Unwrapped
Tim was worried when he got home. Worried about what he would find. He had been calling his mother and his sister for a while now, ever since he got a call from Chloe, DW’s mother. She had informed him that DW had been involved in a single vehicle accident and had been taken to hospital. Based on where the accident was, they thought he was on his way home and most likely coming from Tim’s place. There was nobody else in the car when it crashed, which made Tim wonder why his mother and sister were not reacting.
“Mom? Sally?” he called out after entering the house.
There was no reply. A quick look in kitchen and living room told him they were not there, so he ran upstairs. His mother’s bedroom was empty. Next, he entered his sister’s room, which also turned out to be empty. He was about to walk out when he heard crying. It was just loud enough to hear, and he had almost missed it. It came from the walk-in closet.
“Sally.”
Sally jumped, well, she tried when Tim touched her.
“Hmmppffff.”
She sounded pitiful and Tim took a moment to take in the picture. He had never seen his sister been tied this tight. He did not even know where to start but figured she probably would like to get the tape from her head. Picking up the medical scissors from the bathroom, he started to cut away some of the tape. The headphones came off, which was a relieve to Sally, as the hip hop song had been playing for what felt like days but was only a few hours.
“Hmmppfff.”
“Working on it.”
Hearing Tim’s voice was a relief to Sally. She had no idea who was in the room with her, she kind of hoped it was not DW, so hearing Tim’s voice was a massive relieve, as she knew this ordeal was almost over. Tim worked as fast as he could on the tape around Sally’s head. Sally’s hairs were sticking to the tape and occasionally she screamed in her gag when he had to pull some hairs loose. Slowly but surely, there was less tape wrapped around her head.
“Hhhmmmmppppffff.”
Sally sighed when the last tape was removed from her eyes, and she had to blink to the bright light in her room. Her eyes were teary, but she was glad to see her brother. Tim removed more tape from her face, until, finally, he could remove the harness gag. Sally’s face was all red and it would take some time before the tape marks would disappear, but she did not care.
“Thank you.” She whispered, her jaw hurting from the tight gag.
“What happened? Where is mom?” Tim asked his sister.
Still working her jaw, Sally told him about the events leading up to DW tying her up.
“Okay, that’s why I could not find mom. DW had an accident and is in hospital.”
Before he could tell more, his phone beeped, indicating somebody texted him. It was Chloe, asking if he had found Sally and Karen.
“Give me a second, while I respond.” He told Sally.
“There is no way in hell I can escape from this.” Sally stated, while Tim texted Chloe back.
When he was done, he looked at his sister, who was clearly doing better now that her head was no longer wrapped in tape. It was obvious that she would never escape without help. The rope and tape on her body was excessive.
“Maybe I should go and look after mom first.” Tim grinned.
Sally surprised him by agreeing.
“Yes. I manage this a while longer, while you release her. I don’t mind.”
“Maybe I should gag you again.” He said, acting serious. “I can’t have you call out for help.”
“It is not like I can stop you. But I know that my revenge would be sweet, for me, and hard for you.”
Tim kissed his sister on the cheek.
“You know I would not do that anyway.” He grinned. “Are you really okay to sit here a little longer?”
“Go get mom. I bet she will be glad to see you.”
Stepping back out of the walk-in closet, Tim took one last look at his sister, before he closed the door of the closet and turning off the lights.
“Funny!” Sally called from inside the closet.
Tim grinned while walking downstairs and heading out to the shop. At least he knew what to expect now. He was not sure he would have looked in the shop after he did not find his mother in the house. Eventually he would have, but he did not know how long that could have been. Sally telling him where she was made her ordeal at least somewhat shorter.
“Mom?” He called out after entering the dark shop.
He turned on the light.
“Hmmppffff.”
A gagged grunt came from the woman tied to the post. Tim walked up to his mother who looked relieved to see him.
“Tied up again, are we?” He grinned, walking around his helpless mother.
The ropework was not as extreme as Sally’s, at least no tape was used, but it was clear to Tim that his mother would not escape on her own. Lots of rope circled her body and prevented her from moving around much.
“I found Sally in her closet. Tied up so extreme, I don’t think either of you have ever been tied that tight. She is okay. Still tied, but at least not gagged and blindfolded anymore. DW is in hospital, he crashed his car. They don’t know yet what happened, but they suspect he had a medical incident. Chloe texted me a few minutes ago.”
Hearing all the news, Karen sighed. She hoped DW was doing allright. Seeing Tim come into the shop was the best thing she had seen in a while. The hours after Sally and DW had left her had been boring. She had tried to escape but had found it impossible. The kids were getting extremely good at keeping her helpless. Even now, Tim was telling her about what had happened, but all he had done was walk around her, inspecting her. Instead of taking the gag out of her mouth and untying her.
“Hmmppffff.” Karen mumbled.
“Oh, you want me to release you?” Tim replied, a grin on his face.
Karen rolled her eyes. She knew he would untie her, eventually, but it was clear to her he was toying with her. And there was nothing she could do, for now. She would get her revenge someday.
“Maybe I should go back to Sally and release her first.” Tim grinned. “Or maybe I should keep you both tied up a little longer.”
“Hmmmpppfffff.”
Karen had no idea how severe DW had tied her daughter, so it was hard to determine who should be untied first but she knew that she could stand this a little longer. Knowing that she would be released soon was a good feeling just by itself.
“It is past midnight; it took me some time to unwrap Sally. She is till tied extremely well, but she told me she could manage a little longer while I was releasing you, so that’s what I will do.” Tim told his mother.
He walked around her and undid the gag. It took a few minutes, in which Tim started on the ropes holding his mother prisoner, before she could speak.
“Last I heard was that Chloe and Trish were handcuffed together, that was before Sally and DW tied me up. Did DW have the accident heading home?”
Telling his mother as much as he knew himself, there was still a lot of unknowns, Karen listened to Tim. Hearing how her daughter had been tied made her flinch. It sounded brutal. She had been tied a few times like that, but not very often. In most cases it had been special requests and the sessions would not take hours. She could imagine how her daughter felt.
“Just a few more ropes.” Tim said, starting on the ropes at his mothers’ elbows and wrists.
Patiently Karen waited. Finally, the ropes came off. And the pins and needles arrived as blood flow was restored in her arms. Rubbing her arms, Karen tried to get past that stage as quickly as she could.
“Should we untie Sally now?” She asked Tim.
Based on what he had told her, she knew her daughter was still tightly tied.
“Yes, I bet she would love to get out of that chair. But it will take some time to untie her. You will know what I mean when you see her.”
Slowly, Karen was getting used to moving again, they walked to the house. By the time they got to Sally’s room, Karen was moving normally again. When Tim turned on the lights and opened the closet door, Karen could see for the first time how extreme her daughter had been tied.
“Oh, wow.” She said, looking at the amount of rope and tape that was used to tie Sally to the chair.
“Hi mom.” Sally grinned. “Sorry about this.”
“Not your fault, love.” Karen replied.
“I suggest we just cut the ropes.” Tim said, holding up the scissors.
“No, cut the tape, save the rope. I will be fine sitting here a little longer.” Sally reacted.
“Okay.” Tim said, starting to cut away the tape that covered Sally.
It took almost half an hour to untie her. Karen had given her daughter, and herself, some water to drink. Whenever Tim removed tape, Karen would follow him by untying the ropes and slowly Sally was being released.
“He sure did not want you to escape.” She sighed. “The rope marks will be visible for some time. I ran a hot bath for you.”
“Thanks mum. Did we hear anything from DW?”
“His mother texted he is in stable condition in the hospital. The accident was not very violent. They took him to the hospital because he did not respond. They are doing tests.” Tim told his sister.
“Let’s hope they find out what happened.” Sally said, worrying about her boyfriend.
Finally, Tim and Karen had completely released Sally. The bondage had been so intense, she could barely stand, and she had to be guided to the bathroom. Tim left them alone, so that Karen could help Sally. She herself wanted a bath too, but Sally needed it more. It was two hours later before everybody was in bed enjoying a good night sleep, or what was left of it.
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117 - Unwrapped
Tim was worried when he got home. Worried about what he would find. He had been calling his mother and his sister for a while now, ever since he got a call from Chloe, DW’s mother. She had informed him that DW had been involved in a single vehicle accident and had been taken to hospital. Based on where the accident was, they thought he was on his way home and most likely coming from Tim’s place. There was nobody else in the car when it crashed, which made Tim wonder why his mother and sister were not reacting.
“Mom? Sally?” he called out after entering the house.
There was no reply. A quick look in kitchen and living room told him they were not there, so he ran upstairs. His mother’s bedroom was empty. Next, he entered his sister’s room, which also turned out to be empty. He was about to walk out when he heard crying. It was just loud enough to hear, and he had almost missed it. It came from the walk-in closet.
“Sally.”
Sally jumped, well, she tried when Tim touched her.
“Hmmppffff.”
She sounded pitiful and Tim took a moment to take in the picture. He had never seen his sister been tied this tight. He did not even know where to start but figured she probably would like to get the tape from her head. Picking up the medical scissors from the bathroom, he started to cut away some of the tape. The headphones came off, which was a relieve to Sally, as the hip hop song had been playing for what felt like days but was only a few hours.
“Hmmppfff.”
“Working on it.”
Hearing Tim’s voice was a relief to Sally. She had no idea who was in the room with her, she kind of hoped it was not DW, so hearing Tim’s voice was a massive relieve, as she knew this ordeal was almost over. Tim worked as fast as he could on the tape around Sally’s head. Sally’s hairs were sticking to the tape and occasionally she screamed in her gag when he had to pull some hairs loose. Slowly but surely, there was less tape wrapped around her head.
“Hhhmmmmppppffff.”
Sally sighed when the last tape was removed from her eyes, and she had to blink to the bright light in her room. Her eyes were teary, but she was glad to see her brother. Tim removed more tape from her face, until, finally, he could remove the harness gag. Sally’s face was all red and it would take some time before the tape marks would disappear, but she did not care.
“Thank you.” She whispered, her jaw hurting from the tight gag.
“What happened? Where is mom?” Tim asked his sister.
Still working her jaw, Sally told him about the events leading up to DW tying her up.
“Okay, that’s why I could not find mom. DW had an accident and is in hospital.”
Before he could tell more, his phone beeped, indicating somebody texted him. It was Chloe, asking if he had found Sally and Karen.
“Give me a second, while I respond.” He told Sally.
“There is no way in hell I can escape from this.” Sally stated, while Tim texted Chloe back.
When he was done, he looked at his sister, who was clearly doing better now that her head was no longer wrapped in tape. It was obvious that she would never escape without help. The rope and tape on her body was excessive.
“Maybe I should go and look after mom first.” Tim grinned.
Sally surprised him by agreeing.
“Yes. I manage this a while longer, while you release her. I don’t mind.”
“Maybe I should gag you again.” He said, acting serious. “I can’t have you call out for help.”
“It is not like I can stop you. But I know that my revenge would be sweet, for me, and hard for you.”
Tim kissed his sister on the cheek.
“You know I would not do that anyway.” He grinned. “Are you really okay to sit here a little longer?”
“Go get mom. I bet she will be glad to see you.”
Stepping back out of the walk-in closet, Tim took one last look at his sister, before he closed the door of the closet and turning off the lights.
“Funny!” Sally called from inside the closet.
Tim grinned while walking downstairs and heading out to the shop. At least he knew what to expect now. He was not sure he would have looked in the shop after he did not find his mother in the house. Eventually he would have, but he did not know how long that could have been. Sally telling him where she was made her ordeal at least somewhat shorter.
“Mom?” He called out after entering the dark shop.
He turned on the light.
“Hmmppffff.”
A gagged grunt came from the woman tied to the post. Tim walked up to his mother who looked relieved to see him.
“Tied up again, are we?” He grinned, walking around his helpless mother.
The ropework was not as extreme as Sally’s, at least no tape was used, but it was clear to Tim that his mother would not escape on her own. Lots of rope circled her body and prevented her from moving around much.
“I found Sally in her closet. Tied up so extreme, I don’t think either of you have ever been tied that tight. She is okay. Still tied, but at least not gagged and blindfolded anymore. DW is in hospital, he crashed his car. They don’t know yet what happened, but they suspect he had a medical incident. Chloe texted me a few minutes ago.”
Hearing all the news, Karen sighed. She hoped DW was doing allright. Seeing Tim come into the shop was the best thing she had seen in a while. The hours after Sally and DW had left her had been boring. She had tried to escape but had found it impossible. The kids were getting extremely good at keeping her helpless. Even now, Tim was telling her about what had happened, but all he had done was walk around her, inspecting her. Instead of taking the gag out of her mouth and untying her.
“Hmmppffff.” Karen mumbled.
“Oh, you want me to release you?” Tim replied, a grin on his face.
Karen rolled her eyes. She knew he would untie her, eventually, but it was clear to her he was toying with her. And there was nothing she could do, for now. She would get her revenge someday.
“Maybe I should go back to Sally and release her first.” Tim grinned. “Or maybe I should keep you both tied up a little longer.”
“Hmmmpppfffff.”
Karen had no idea how severe DW had tied her daughter, so it was hard to determine who should be untied first but she knew that she could stand this a little longer. Knowing that she would be released soon was a good feeling just by itself.
“It is past midnight; it took me some time to unwrap Sally. She is till tied extremely well, but she told me she could manage a little longer while I was releasing you, so that’s what I will do.” Tim told his mother.
He walked around her and undid the gag. It took a few minutes, in which Tim started on the ropes holding his mother prisoner, before she could speak.
“Last I heard was that Chloe and Trish were handcuffed together, that was before Sally and DW tied me up. Did DW have the accident heading home?”
Telling his mother as much as he knew himself, there was still a lot of unknowns, Karen listened to Tim. Hearing how her daughter had been tied made her flinch. It sounded brutal. She had been tied a few times like that, but not very often. In most cases it had been special requests and the sessions would not take hours. She could imagine how her daughter felt.
“Just a few more ropes.” Tim said, starting on the ropes at his mothers’ elbows and wrists.
Patiently Karen waited. Finally, the ropes came off. And the pins and needles arrived as blood flow was restored in her arms. Rubbing her arms, Karen tried to get past that stage as quickly as she could.
“Should we untie Sally now?” She asked Tim.
Based on what he had told her, she knew her daughter was still tightly tied.
“Yes, I bet she would love to get out of that chair. But it will take some time to untie her. You will know what I mean when you see her.”
Slowly, Karen was getting used to moving again, they walked to the house. By the time they got to Sally’s room, Karen was moving normally again. When Tim turned on the lights and opened the closet door, Karen could see for the first time how extreme her daughter had been tied.
“Oh, wow.” She said, looking at the amount of rope and tape that was used to tie Sally to the chair.
“Hi mom.” Sally grinned. “Sorry about this.”
“Not your fault, love.” Karen replied.
“I suggest we just cut the ropes.” Tim said, holding up the scissors.
“No, cut the tape, save the rope. I will be fine sitting here a little longer.” Sally reacted.
“Okay.” Tim said, starting to cut away the tape that covered Sally.
It took almost half an hour to untie her. Karen had given her daughter, and herself, some water to drink. Whenever Tim removed tape, Karen would follow him by untying the ropes and slowly Sally was being released.
“He sure did not want you to escape.” She sighed. “The rope marks will be visible for some time. I ran a hot bath for you.”
“Thanks mum. Did we hear anything from DW?”
“His mother texted he is in stable condition in the hospital. The accident was not very violent. They took him to the hospital because he did not respond. They are doing tests.” Tim told his sister.
“Let’s hope they find out what happened.” Sally said, worrying about her boyfriend.
Finally, Tim and Karen had completely released Sally. The bondage had been so intense, she could barely stand, and she had to be guided to the bathroom. Tim left them alone, so that Karen could help Sally. She herself wanted a bath too, but Sally needed it more. It was two hours later before everybody was in bed enjoying a good night sleep, or what was left of it.
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Wow. Looks like DW is definitely NOT alright, even before the accident. The next part is going to be very interesting....
Great bondage scenario.
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dogrednuht123
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Definitely an interesting twist and turn of events. DW in a single car accident. Tim finally coming to the aid of Karen and Sally. Curious what the next exciting installment brings. Always love when Karen is in bondage. Bummed she finally got free.
Excellent descriptions as usual - so we learn that DW is in the hospital, that still does not explain why he did act so brutal, personally I don´t see a plausible justification still. What he did to Karen and Sally was brutal, reckless and dangerous. I wonder how he will explain that one.
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Interesting development and I wonder what's up with DW then, he's definitely still in my bad books at the moment
Does DW have a medical condition that has pushed him into this irrational behavior, even causing the wreck? I would be sorry to learn that he is just a bad person. As always, good sports in the family.
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You raise the key question imho here. But if I remember correctly there have been a few incindents in the past, when DW took the games to another level? If not, I rest my case- Be it as it may: There must be a reason. That he treated Sally this way has something very personal to it: The taoe around her head, the headphones ... the cruelty of it all. But I think, we will learn more in due course. .
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118 - Good news
“He will recover?” Sally asked Chloe, DW’s mother.
“Yes, he is expected to make a full recovery. Thank God.”
The waiting room of the hospital was busy. With Chloe, Trish, Sally, and Karen, they made up a small part of the people waiting for results from surgeries. The hospital was about 3 hours away from were they lived, the local hospital, where Carrie worked, had transferred DW to the larger and more specialised hospital.
“The MRI scan showed an abnormality in his brain, and it caused pressure on certain areas in his brain. Amongst others his ability to make judgement calls was impacted.”
“That would explain the behaviour we saw lately.” Sally said.
“Yes. Based on info from the doctor, it got worse over a longer period of time, as the pressure increased. Luckily, they did a CT scan when he was admitted after crashing the car and they detected the anomaly.”
Sally had insisted to come to the hospital, but Karen didn’t want her to go alone, so she had joined her. Tim was at Tamara, so there was nobody that needed looking after. The advantage of having older kids, Karen called it.
“Thank you for coming out all this way.” Chloe said.
“I don’t think a snowstorm would have stopped her from coming.” Karen laughed. “I pity the slower drivers on the way here, as people could not get out of the way quickly enough according to Sally.”
“They just need to learn to drive.” Sally said.
“Says the best driver in the world.” Karen grinned.
Sally was a good driver, Karen could not deny that, but she had been a little agitated coming to the hospital. She was still surprised they had not been pulled over for speeding.
“I am glad that you two were okay.” Chloe told them. “I understood you were in quite a bind.”
“Nothing we couldn’t handle. I won’t say we have dealt with tougher ties, that would probably be a lie, but other than rope marks, we are good.”
“Are you planning something interesting for your fund-raiser?”
“I was planning on a slave market as the main attraction. People can bid on the ‘slaves’ and buy them. Not for real, but for a good cause. Each slave represents a part of the hospital. We did something similar many years ago and it worked out well, so I figured I might as well redo it.” Karen answered the question.
“We will be there. Not sure if I will be a ‘slave’ though.” Chloe said. “I think I am a little more like DW, not the type to get tied up.”
“I will.” Trish said.
“Thank you both, there are lots of things we need help with, so even if you don’t want to get sold, you can still help.”
At that moment the doctor that was treating DW came walking up to them.
“How is he, doc?” Chloe asked.
“He is sleeping, we keep him sedated to give the meds that he gets for the brain pressure a better chance to do their job. I expect he will sleep till tomorrow. The pressure is already coming down, but we still have a way to go. I would suggest you come back in the morning.”
“Can I see him?” Sally asked.
“Sure, you can all have a look. We’ll talk again tomorrow. If something changes overnight, we will be informing you.” The doctor said to Chloe.
Karen waited in the waiting room while the others went to DW’s room.
“He looked so peaceful like this.” Trish stated, seeing her brother in a hospital bed.
“If you don’t count all the machines that beep and ding and whatever.” Sally grinned.
Knowing that DW would be fine brought some of her humor back. The three women kissed DW good night, and they left him, as there was nothing they could do while he slept.
“I got us a hotel room not far from here, it is a two Queen room, you are welcome to stay with us for the night.” Chloe said.
“Thank you, but we did not bring anything.” Karen said.
The moment Sally had heard about DW being in the hospital after she got released from her tight bondage, all she wanted was to go to the hospital. She had not thought ahead if she needed anything. Getting to the hospital was the only thing that counted. Karen had tried, but her daughter had insisted, so they had left in somewhat of a hurry. Personally, Karen would not minded to rest before driving, as she was stiff from the bondage she had been in, but she did not want to disappoint Sally.
“Anything you need we can get.” Chloe said.
“All I need is rest.” Karen stated. “I am not as young anymore and these tight ties are not easy. Not that they were ever easy when I was younger.”
All four women grinned.
“Okay, just follow me.”
It took them 30 minutes to find the hotel, a Marriott Residence Inn. When the hotel clerk saw the 4 tired looking women, he upgraded them to a 2-bedroom suite.
“Thank you.” Chloe said, looking exhausted.
The advantage of the suite was that it had not only 2 bedrooms, with each a king-sized bed, each room also had
an ensuite bathroom with a bath.
“I know what I will be doing.” Karen sighed, seeing the bath.
“Let’s order some food later, we’re not in a hurry.” Sally said.
“Sounds like a plan. Shame I did not bring my swimsuit, they have a nice pool.” Chloe said. “But a bath will do me nicely too.”
While their mothers were in the baths, Trish and Sally updated their status on Instagram and other social media platforms. Lots of people were anxiously waiting for info on DW. Everybody was happy that he would recover. Trish had to grin when she looked up from her phone, as Sally, who had laid down on the large couch, was asleep.
“I think we all deserve a good rest.” She grinned.
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118 - Good news
“He will recover?” Sally asked Chloe, DW’s mother.
“Yes, he is expected to make a full recovery. Thank God.”
The waiting room of the hospital was busy. With Chloe, Trish, Sally, and Karen, they made up a small part of the people waiting for results from surgeries. The hospital was about 3 hours away from were they lived, the local hospital, where Carrie worked, had transferred DW to the larger and more specialised hospital.
“The MRI scan showed an abnormality in his brain, and it caused pressure on certain areas in his brain. Amongst others his ability to make judgement calls was impacted.”
“That would explain the behaviour we saw lately.” Sally said.
“Yes. Based on info from the doctor, it got worse over a longer period of time, as the pressure increased. Luckily, they did a CT scan when he was admitted after crashing the car and they detected the anomaly.”
Sally had insisted to come to the hospital, but Karen didn’t want her to go alone, so she had joined her. Tim was at Tamara, so there was nobody that needed looking after. The advantage of having older kids, Karen called it.
“Thank you for coming out all this way.” Chloe said.
“I don’t think a snowstorm would have stopped her from coming.” Karen laughed. “I pity the slower drivers on the way here, as people could not get out of the way quickly enough according to Sally.”
“They just need to learn to drive.” Sally said.
“Says the best driver in the world.” Karen grinned.
Sally was a good driver, Karen could not deny that, but she had been a little agitated coming to the hospital. She was still surprised they had not been pulled over for speeding.
“I am glad that you two were okay.” Chloe told them. “I understood you were in quite a bind.”
“Nothing we couldn’t handle. I won’t say we have dealt with tougher ties, that would probably be a lie, but other than rope marks, we are good.”
“Are you planning something interesting for your fund-raiser?”
“I was planning on a slave market as the main attraction. People can bid on the ‘slaves’ and buy them. Not for real, but for a good cause. Each slave represents a part of the hospital. We did something similar many years ago and it worked out well, so I figured I might as well redo it.” Karen answered the question.
“We will be there. Not sure if I will be a ‘slave’ though.” Chloe said. “I think I am a little more like DW, not the type to get tied up.”
“I will.” Trish said.
“Thank you both, there are lots of things we need help with, so even if you don’t want to get sold, you can still help.”
At that moment the doctor that was treating DW came walking up to them.
“How is he, doc?” Chloe asked.
“He is sleeping, we keep him sedated to give the meds that he gets for the brain pressure a better chance to do their job. I expect he will sleep till tomorrow. The pressure is already coming down, but we still have a way to go. I would suggest you come back in the morning.”
“Can I see him?” Sally asked.
“Sure, you can all have a look. We’ll talk again tomorrow. If something changes overnight, we will be informing you.” The doctor said to Chloe.
Karen waited in the waiting room while the others went to DW’s room.
“He looked so peaceful like this.” Trish stated, seeing her brother in a hospital bed.
“If you don’t count all the machines that beep and ding and whatever.” Sally grinned.
Knowing that DW would be fine brought some of her humor back. The three women kissed DW good night, and they left him, as there was nothing they could do while he slept.
“I got us a hotel room not far from here, it is a two Queen room, you are welcome to stay with us for the night.” Chloe said.
“Thank you, but we did not bring anything.” Karen said.
The moment Sally had heard about DW being in the hospital after she got released from her tight bondage, all she wanted was to go to the hospital. She had not thought ahead if she needed anything. Getting to the hospital was the only thing that counted. Karen had tried, but her daughter had insisted, so they had left in somewhat of a hurry. Personally, Karen would not minded to rest before driving, as she was stiff from the bondage she had been in, but she did not want to disappoint Sally.
“Anything you need we can get.” Chloe said.
“All I need is rest.” Karen stated. “I am not as young anymore and these tight ties are not easy. Not that they were ever easy when I was younger.”
All four women grinned.
“Okay, just follow me.”
It took them 30 minutes to find the hotel, a Marriott Residence Inn. When the hotel clerk saw the 4 tired looking women, he upgraded them to a 2-bedroom suite.
“Thank you.” Chloe said, looking exhausted.
The advantage of the suite was that it had not only 2 bedrooms, with each a king-sized bed, each room also had
an ensuite bathroom with a bath.
“I know what I will be doing.” Karen sighed, seeing the bath.
“Let’s order some food later, we’re not in a hurry.” Sally said.
“Sounds like a plan. Shame I did not bring my swimsuit, they have a nice pool.” Chloe said. “But a bath will do me nicely too.”
While their mothers were in the baths, Trish and Sally updated their status on Instagram and other social media platforms. Lots of people were anxiously waiting for info on DW. Everybody was happy that he would recover. Trish had to grin when she looked up from her phone, as Sally, who had laid down on the large couch, was asleep.
“I think we all deserve a good rest.” She grinned.
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The holidays clearly agreed with you, [mention]slackywacky[/mention].
I would claim to have guessed DW's problem, but that wouldn't be fair since I didn't post it.
My friend, the only way this story will run out of gas is if you tire of it. Well done, as always.
I would claim to have guessed DW's problem, but that wouldn't be fair since I didn't post it.
My friend, the only way this story will run out of gas is if you tire of it. Well done, as always.
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That anomaly is indeed a good explanation DW´s change in behaviour - and he is hopefully making a full recovery. And I have to agree with [mention]GreyLord[/mention] : The vacation did agree with you, judging by your latest chapter, your mind is as imaginative as ever!
That's quite a revelation. I am not sure whether this was planned, or just a way out to explain DW's awful behavior.
The hook for the next part of the stories is wild: a slave auction. Never expected that. Maybe I have to stop seeing Sally as being a child, even though she is barely an adult. The idea of her and the other young adults being bid on surprises me. If it is just an event with friends, it is a lot more reasonable.
The hook for the next part of the stories is wild: a slave auction. Never expected that. Maybe I have to stop seeing Sally as being a child, even though she is barely an adult. The idea of her and the other young adults being bid on surprises me. If it is just an event with friends, it is a lot more reasonable.
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Looking forward to the bondage in the hotel room. Loved the line with Chloe that she is more like DW and prefers doing the tying. Can't wait for that. And Trish saying she doesn't mind being tied. Great stuff.
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There ain't that many ways this could go, plus it is a all ages story (mostly) so I had to keep it fairly simple. This worked out well, as it explains the longer term changes to his behavior.
Just wait and see what Elsa is experiencing next
Both to be honest. I came up with it about 4 or 5 chapters ago, allowing me to do the scene with Karen and Sally as a sort of 'too much bondage' thing, leading to the car accident, which was indeed the (easier) way out to get DW in hospital for them to find the swelling.
Sally is indeed an adult, and the 'slave' market is not as bad as it sounds. It is all just to raise money. The current plan is that you bid on the 'slave' being auctioned to get the price (a photograph with that person). And I have not decided yet who will be auctioned off. That is for another chapter, which I have not written yet.
Sorry, didn't plan any. The ladies have other things on their minds.
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Nice to finally have an answer for DW's strange behaviour and looking forward to the next part
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119 - Sharing the space
“You want the good news or the bad news?” Tamara asked Tim, who was dressed in his PJ’s, while putting her phone down.
She did not wait for a reply.
“The good news is, DW will make a full recovery. The bad news, for you, is that your mother and Sally are staying over near the hospital, so you will be staying here at least till tomorrow.”
She grinned at Tim.
“Don’t you think that is a great idea?”
The news about DW was indeed good. The fact that his mother and sister were staying over was not really what he wanted to hear.
“Now be a good boy and don’t make too much sound. I don’t want to come down and punish you.” Tamara said to Tim before she walked away, leaving him alone.
He stood in the same basement as a few weeks ago. At that time Tamara had an Arbonne party with a bunch of girlfriends and he had been tied to a pole in the basement, bound and gagged until the party was done. To keep him out of the way, as she had called it. Now he was back in the same basement. Nothing much had changed in the basement; it was still an undeveloped large open space. At least it was not cold in the basement, which was good, as Tim could not move much. He was tied again to the steel pole.
“See you later.” Tamara called from the top of the stairs, before turning off the light and closing the door.
“Hmmmppppfffffff.” Tim grunted, which was useless as nobody reacted.
Tamara had tied his wrists again, much like the last time, with a long piece of rope, first wrapping it around his wrists several times, before cinching it. There was still enough rope left to wrap it around his waist, pole, and his bound wrists several times, pulling him snug against the steel pole.
“It will just be me till mom comes home from her shift.” Tamara had told Tim while she tied him up. “But I still don’t want to hear any noise from you, okay? I need to do schoolwork.”
Tamara had applied bright yellow and pink foam earplugs, the same type as last time, rolling them in a small shape, before stuffing them in his ears where they expanded, filling his ear canals, and reducing his hearing.
“Hmmmppppfffffff.” He tried as loud as he could, but he had no idea how loud he was, probably not much.
After tying his hands, Tamara had tied his elbows, ankles, knees and waist. The ropes were snug, the knots out of reach of his fingers, and Tamara had cinched every rope. Not only between his wrists, ankles, and knees but also to the pole he was standing against. He was probably tied tighter than last time. At least she had not used the duct tape this time to gag him, but the 2-inch ballgag kept him quiet just the same. The sleep mask over his eyes prevented him from looking around, although there was not much to see in the dark basement.
“Hmmppppfffff.”
Upstairs Tamara, dressed in her PJ’s, increased the volume of the baby monitor. She could hear Tim groan and mumble in his gag. This way she felt a little better while she worked on her homework. The subject was something she struggled with, so she needed to concentrate, and Tim had made that impossible by constantly bugging her. Maybe he had done it on purpose, but eventually she got fed up and told him she would tie him up if he did not stop. Since he did not stop, he ended up tied to the pole in the basement and Tamara could concentrate on her homework.
“Hi honey.”
Tamara looked up from her homework. She had been so concentrated that she had lost track of time and had not noticed her mother walking into the kitchen.
“Oh, hi mom, back already?”
“What you mean back already, do you know what time it is?”
When Tamara looked at the clock, she noticed she had been working for 3 hours.
“Oh, I forgot the time, too busy with homework.”
“Are you done yet?”
“Almost. Oh, and before I forget, your dinner is in the fridge.”
“Thank you.”
“I have about 15 minutes more of work, okay?”
“You do what you want, I am taking a shower and warming up my meal. We can chat afterwards.”
Carrie disappeared to her bedroom and soon after the bathroom for a nice hot shower. She walked back into the kitchen, her long auburn hair wrapped in a towel, dressed in her PJ’s, and heated up her food. She grabbed a bottle of wine, before she settled at the dining table where Tamara had been working.
“All done.” Tamara said, cleaning up her schoolwork.
While Carrie ate her food, they chatted about their days.
“Hhhmmmmppppffff.”
The gagged grunt came from the baby monitor.
“Have you got Tim tied up somewhere?” Carrie asked her daughter.
“He kept bugging me while I needed to work on my school stuff. He did not complain much when I tied him up.”
“And how long ago was that?”
“3 Hours.” Tamara said softly.
“How long?”
“3 Hours.” She repeated the time, this time speaking a little louder.
“Where is he?”
The baby monitor did not reveal where Tim was tied, it could be anywhere in the house, even the shed, as the range was large enough.
“The basement.”
Carrie finished the last bite of her food and took a sip of her wine.
“Let’s go visit him.”
Both Carrie and Tamara got up and they walked to the basement steps. Tamara turned on the light and the women walked down. Tim was still standing where Tamara had tied him, there was no chance he would ever escape by himself. After Carrie had a quick look at the ropes, she pulled the sleep mask up onto Tim’s forehead. He blinked his eyes several times to get used to the light, even when it was only a small lightbulb.
“Having fun?” Carrie asked.
“Hmmppfff.” Tim grunted.
“You know how long you have been down here?” Carrie asked.
Tim shook his head. It felt like several hours, but he had no real idea. There was no clock in the basement, so even if he had not been blindfolded, he still would not know. Carrie grinned.
“You kid’s and your games.” She sighed.
She noticed the box with the ropes the kids used.
“Hands behind you back, missy.” She said, grabbing a rope form the box.
“Mom!”
“What is good for the goose, is good for the gander.” Carrie grinned, indicating to Tamara to turn around.
“But…”
“No. Just do what I say.” Carrie cut Tamara off.
The young woman looked at her mother one more time, before turning her back to her mother and holding her hands behind her back. The ropes her mother applied felt snug, Carrie did not often get involved, but she had been tied up enough when she was younger and she knew how to tie somebody. Tamara’s wrists were tied palm to palm, before Carrie grabbed another rope and tied her daughters’ ankles.
“Go stand in front of Tim.”
“What?”
“Just do it.”
While Carrie held on to her daughter, Tamara hopped to where Tim was standing. Carrie grabbed a longer rope from the box and started to wrap her daughter against the already helpless Tim. Both women could hear Tim grin.
“Hush you.” Carrie told him.
She finished her work, forcing Tamara up close to Tim. Not that either of them objected. Tamara was slightly taller than Tim, she had to look down slightly to look in his eyes. They were both grinning. Carrie grabbed the other ballgag from the box and stuffed the ball in Tamara’s mouth, fastening the strap at the back of her neck.
“Oh, cut it out you two.” Carrie laughed as they started to gag talk.
She knew darn well that probably neither of them really cared about being tied together.
“Now be a good boy and girl, and don’t make too much sound. I don’t want to come down and punish you.”
With those words Carrie walked up the stairs and turned off the lights, before she closed the door.
“Now, where did I leave my wine…”
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119 - Sharing the space
“You want the good news or the bad news?” Tamara asked Tim, who was dressed in his PJ’s, while putting her phone down.
She did not wait for a reply.
“The good news is, DW will make a full recovery. The bad news, for you, is that your mother and Sally are staying over near the hospital, so you will be staying here at least till tomorrow.”
She grinned at Tim.
“Don’t you think that is a great idea?”
The news about DW was indeed good. The fact that his mother and sister were staying over was not really what he wanted to hear.
“Now be a good boy and don’t make too much sound. I don’t want to come down and punish you.” Tamara said to Tim before she walked away, leaving him alone.
He stood in the same basement as a few weeks ago. At that time Tamara had an Arbonne party with a bunch of girlfriends and he had been tied to a pole in the basement, bound and gagged until the party was done. To keep him out of the way, as she had called it. Now he was back in the same basement. Nothing much had changed in the basement; it was still an undeveloped large open space. At least it was not cold in the basement, which was good, as Tim could not move much. He was tied again to the steel pole.
“See you later.” Tamara called from the top of the stairs, before turning off the light and closing the door.
“Hmmmppppfffffff.” Tim grunted, which was useless as nobody reacted.
Tamara had tied his wrists again, much like the last time, with a long piece of rope, first wrapping it around his wrists several times, before cinching it. There was still enough rope left to wrap it around his waist, pole, and his bound wrists several times, pulling him snug against the steel pole.
“It will just be me till mom comes home from her shift.” Tamara had told Tim while she tied him up. “But I still don’t want to hear any noise from you, okay? I need to do schoolwork.”
Tamara had applied bright yellow and pink foam earplugs, the same type as last time, rolling them in a small shape, before stuffing them in his ears where they expanded, filling his ear canals, and reducing his hearing.
“Hmmmppppfffffff.” He tried as loud as he could, but he had no idea how loud he was, probably not much.
After tying his hands, Tamara had tied his elbows, ankles, knees and waist. The ropes were snug, the knots out of reach of his fingers, and Tamara had cinched every rope. Not only between his wrists, ankles, and knees but also to the pole he was standing against. He was probably tied tighter than last time. At least she had not used the duct tape this time to gag him, but the 2-inch ballgag kept him quiet just the same. The sleep mask over his eyes prevented him from looking around, although there was not much to see in the dark basement.
“Hmmppppfffff.”
Upstairs Tamara, dressed in her PJ’s, increased the volume of the baby monitor. She could hear Tim groan and mumble in his gag. This way she felt a little better while she worked on her homework. The subject was something she struggled with, so she needed to concentrate, and Tim had made that impossible by constantly bugging her. Maybe he had done it on purpose, but eventually she got fed up and told him she would tie him up if he did not stop. Since he did not stop, he ended up tied to the pole in the basement and Tamara could concentrate on her homework.
“Hi honey.”
Tamara looked up from her homework. She had been so concentrated that she had lost track of time and had not noticed her mother walking into the kitchen.
“Oh, hi mom, back already?”
“What you mean back already, do you know what time it is?”
When Tamara looked at the clock, she noticed she had been working for 3 hours.
“Oh, I forgot the time, too busy with homework.”
“Are you done yet?”
“Almost. Oh, and before I forget, your dinner is in the fridge.”
“Thank you.”
“I have about 15 minutes more of work, okay?”
“You do what you want, I am taking a shower and warming up my meal. We can chat afterwards.”
Carrie disappeared to her bedroom and soon after the bathroom for a nice hot shower. She walked back into the kitchen, her long auburn hair wrapped in a towel, dressed in her PJ’s, and heated up her food. She grabbed a bottle of wine, before she settled at the dining table where Tamara had been working.
“All done.” Tamara said, cleaning up her schoolwork.
While Carrie ate her food, they chatted about their days.
“Hhhmmmmppppffff.”
The gagged grunt came from the baby monitor.
“Have you got Tim tied up somewhere?” Carrie asked her daughter.
“He kept bugging me while I needed to work on my school stuff. He did not complain much when I tied him up.”
“And how long ago was that?”
“3 Hours.” Tamara said softly.
“How long?”
“3 Hours.” She repeated the time, this time speaking a little louder.
“Where is he?”
The baby monitor did not reveal where Tim was tied, it could be anywhere in the house, even the shed, as the range was large enough.
“The basement.”
Carrie finished the last bite of her food and took a sip of her wine.
“Let’s go visit him.”
Both Carrie and Tamara got up and they walked to the basement steps. Tamara turned on the light and the women walked down. Tim was still standing where Tamara had tied him, there was no chance he would ever escape by himself. After Carrie had a quick look at the ropes, she pulled the sleep mask up onto Tim’s forehead. He blinked his eyes several times to get used to the light, even when it was only a small lightbulb.
“Having fun?” Carrie asked.
“Hmmppfff.” Tim grunted.
“You know how long you have been down here?” Carrie asked.
Tim shook his head. It felt like several hours, but he had no real idea. There was no clock in the basement, so even if he had not been blindfolded, he still would not know. Carrie grinned.
“You kid’s and your games.” She sighed.
She noticed the box with the ropes the kids used.
“Hands behind you back, missy.” She said, grabbing a rope form the box.
“Mom!”
“What is good for the goose, is good for the gander.” Carrie grinned, indicating to Tamara to turn around.
“But…”
“No. Just do what I say.” Carrie cut Tamara off.
The young woman looked at her mother one more time, before turning her back to her mother and holding her hands behind her back. The ropes her mother applied felt snug, Carrie did not often get involved, but she had been tied up enough when she was younger and she knew how to tie somebody. Tamara’s wrists were tied palm to palm, before Carrie grabbed another rope and tied her daughters’ ankles.
“Go stand in front of Tim.”
“What?”
“Just do it.”
While Carrie held on to her daughter, Tamara hopped to where Tim was standing. Carrie grabbed a longer rope from the box and started to wrap her daughter against the already helpless Tim. Both women could hear Tim grin.
“Hush you.” Carrie told him.
She finished her work, forcing Tamara up close to Tim. Not that either of them objected. Tamara was slightly taller than Tim, she had to look down slightly to look in his eyes. They were both grinning. Carrie grabbed the other ballgag from the box and stuffed the ball in Tamara’s mouth, fastening the strap at the back of her neck.
“Oh, cut it out you two.” Carrie laughed as they started to gag talk.
She knew darn well that probably neither of them really cared about being tied together.
“Now be a good boy and girl, and don’t make too much sound. I don’t want to come down and punish you.”
With those words Carrie walked up the stairs and turned off the lights, before she closed the door.
“Now, where did I leave my wine…”
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Excellent, as always. It is nice for a parent to get involved.
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I love that line:
“What is good for the goose, is good for the gander.” Carrie grinned, indicating to Tamara to turn around."
Surely not what Tamara expected
But hey - that way Tamara and Tim can spend some quality time together
“What is good for the goose, is good for the gander.” Carrie grinned, indicating to Tamara to turn around."
Surely not what Tamara expected
But hey - that way Tamara and Tim can spend some quality time together