Delayed Lesson(F/M)- Part 2 Updated
Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2020 6:28 pm
I was 17 and in high-school these days. My parents had been divorced recently. I was living with my mom in an average-size apartment flat. My mom is 35 and she has blonde medium straight hair, she is an architect. After their broke-up, my father moved a city nearby but it was already 5 hours away. He was like my friend and supporter. These days, I couldn't focus on my responsibilities. My grades had been going so bad that my math teacher had called my mom to talk it. She was generally very understanding on me. She knew that I was on a hard period.
It was December, I don't remember which day it was. I came to home after a long school day. I had been dreaming about a shower and sleep afterwards along the way. I opened the door and got in, mother was in kitchen, she was wearing a pink tank and barefoot in tight blue jeans. I said "Hi, mom" and she responded. Went to bathroom and washed my hands and face. Then mom called "Andy darling, would you please come here?" I did. She looked at me, exhaled heavily and this made me think that something is wrong.
"So, Ms Angela called again, she told that you are not making any process even though she has been trying to help you. Look Andy, I know it is so hard, it is hard for me as well. But..."
"Okay mom, please don't start again" I protested.
"Andy?! You should make up your mind. You are going to university next year but don't even know what to do. Besides, which university is going to accept you with these grades?" I was sitting on a chair and just staring on the floor without any movement and sound. After a few minutes in silence, mom said:
"Okay,. I thought something when you are away. I strictly believe that you should spend some time to think. So, you are going to your room but I don't want you to distract yourself with video games, social media or tv shows. Therefore, you will stay tied up there."
"what?" I yelled in suprise.
"You need it."
"Mom, did you lose your mind or something? You are going to tie me up for I am depressed?"
"Not actually, don't consider it as a punishment. I am forcing you to face with yourself because you are not accepting that you need help and to get well."
How could I accept a crazy thing like this. She was so confident and calm that it has gotten me frustrated. She She took my hand in hers and crouched.
" At least try it for me. Please. " she said. After a few minutes in silence, I nodded my head and accepted. She lend me her hand and took me to the my room.
" Wait here" she said. I sat on my bed and still couldn't believe she is doing something like this. It was like a dream and I felt like I am not able to prevent it. A few minutes later she came with some coils of ropes. She sat beside me and started to caress my head.
"Turn your back and don't worry" she said. I turned my back to her and she started to bind my wrists.
"Why do you have to do my hands behind?" I asked.
She tightly tied my hands and started to tie my upper arms. I was shocked and couldn't understand why it was necessary. After she finished with arms, she took one more coils of rope and kneeled in front of me.
"Really? You are tying my feet? Do you think I am going to run away?" Mom was focused on the ropework. She was pretending like she didn't hear me. She took another coil and repacked it. I was really triggered, about to cry. Then she started to bind my legs together. I didn't understand why it has to be so tight and secure.
"Why are you making it so tight?" I asked.
"It has to be like this." She answered. "Would you please lie on your belly?" I did it how she had asked. As I laid on my belly with some help, she started to tie my feet and hands together.
"So, it is called hogtie. It will keep you more secure and focused. Don't worry, okay? I will be regularly checking you " She said. I was very nervous but confident at the same time because of my trust on mom. She finished to hogtie me with a final knot placed in front of my ankles so that I cannot reach to get out. She really knew what she was doing. Besides my bad feelings about the situation, my bonds were adequately comfortable to get along with. She left my room without saying anything. I thought my time had started then. I tried to reach the knots, not even close. Then I tried to move, I was only capable of laying on my side. It was so secure. After a couple minutes, mom came in again. The door was behind my sight so I could only hear her. I suddenly felt a cloth is being pushed into my mouth. Then another one was tied over my lips, a knot behind my head followed it. I was unexpectedly gagged now.
"I am gagging you so that you can't call my help and face with your issues yourself. I hope you are not angry with me cutie. Like I said, I will be checking if something is wrong with ties. " She was standing in front of my head so I could clearly see her. She checked her watch on her right wrist. "Now you are gonna stay like this until the dinner. Which means, three hours more or less. " Then she crouched and kindly caressed my hair. I was not happy. Especially after the gag but I couldn't get angry with mom because her kindness and care. She stood up and directed to the door. I heard she suddenly stopped. Turned and took of my socks. Mom was a tidy person.
" These should be in laundry and you should clean your feet after you are untied." Then she left and closed the door.
To be contuined...
It was December, I don't remember which day it was. I came to home after a long school day. I had been dreaming about a shower and sleep afterwards along the way. I opened the door and got in, mother was in kitchen, she was wearing a pink tank and barefoot in tight blue jeans. I said "Hi, mom" and she responded. Went to bathroom and washed my hands and face. Then mom called "Andy darling, would you please come here?" I did. She looked at me, exhaled heavily and this made me think that something is wrong.
"So, Ms Angela called again, she told that you are not making any process even though she has been trying to help you. Look Andy, I know it is so hard, it is hard for me as well. But..."
"Okay mom, please don't start again" I protested.
"Andy?! You should make up your mind. You are going to university next year but don't even know what to do. Besides, which university is going to accept you with these grades?" I was sitting on a chair and just staring on the floor without any movement and sound. After a few minutes in silence, mom said:
"Okay,. I thought something when you are away. I strictly believe that you should spend some time to think. So, you are going to your room but I don't want you to distract yourself with video games, social media or tv shows. Therefore, you will stay tied up there."
"what?" I yelled in suprise.
"You need it."
"Mom, did you lose your mind or something? You are going to tie me up for I am depressed?"
"Not actually, don't consider it as a punishment. I am forcing you to face with yourself because you are not accepting that you need help and to get well."
How could I accept a crazy thing like this. She was so confident and calm that it has gotten me frustrated. She She took my hand in hers and crouched.
" At least try it for me. Please. " she said. After a few minutes in silence, I nodded my head and accepted. She lend me her hand and took me to the my room.
" Wait here" she said. I sat on my bed and still couldn't believe she is doing something like this. It was like a dream and I felt like I am not able to prevent it. A few minutes later she came with some coils of ropes. She sat beside me and started to caress my head.
"Turn your back and don't worry" she said. I turned my back to her and she started to bind my wrists.
"Why do you have to do my hands behind?" I asked.
She tightly tied my hands and started to tie my upper arms. I was shocked and couldn't understand why it was necessary. After she finished with arms, she took one more coils of rope and kneeled in front of me.
"Really? You are tying my feet? Do you think I am going to run away?" Mom was focused on the ropework. She was pretending like she didn't hear me. She took another coil and repacked it. I was really triggered, about to cry. Then she started to bind my legs together. I didn't understand why it has to be so tight and secure.
"Why are you making it so tight?" I asked.
"It has to be like this." She answered. "Would you please lie on your belly?" I did it how she had asked. As I laid on my belly with some help, she started to tie my feet and hands together.
"So, it is called hogtie. It will keep you more secure and focused. Don't worry, okay? I will be regularly checking you " She said. I was very nervous but confident at the same time because of my trust on mom. She finished to hogtie me with a final knot placed in front of my ankles so that I cannot reach to get out. She really knew what she was doing. Besides my bad feelings about the situation, my bonds were adequately comfortable to get along with. She left my room without saying anything. I thought my time had started then. I tried to reach the knots, not even close. Then I tried to move, I was only capable of laying on my side. It was so secure. After a couple minutes, mom came in again. The door was behind my sight so I could only hear her. I suddenly felt a cloth is being pushed into my mouth. Then another one was tied over my lips, a knot behind my head followed it. I was unexpectedly gagged now.
"I am gagging you so that you can't call my help and face with your issues yourself. I hope you are not angry with me cutie. Like I said, I will be checking if something is wrong with ties. " She was standing in front of my head so I could clearly see her. She checked her watch on her right wrist. "Now you are gonna stay like this until the dinner. Which means, three hours more or less. " Then she crouched and kindly caressed my hair. I was not happy. Especially after the gag but I couldn't get angry with mom because her kindness and care. She stood up and directed to the door. I heard she suddenly stopped. Turned and took of my socks. Mom was a tidy person.
" These should be in laundry and you should clean your feet after you are untied." Then she left and closed the door.
To be contuined...