(Request) Tied by Parents / Whole Family - (FMfm-FMfm)

[harveygasson]

This is a really fantastic update, love how in to it Tony is and that his parents are enjoying joining in more and more. Looking forward to the next part!

[Dpsiic]

Really enjoying this and looking forward to the next instalment.

[Detective-Gag]

Not knowing that their son had already slipped free, Diana and David were downstairs in the kitchen, passively leaning over the counter as Diana was boiling some water for tea.

"So, was being a kidnapper everything you thought it would be?" David joked, as he watched his wife take the pot from the heater, and bring it over to pour on top of the teabag in his mug.

"It was...interesting," Diana said, after a moment of thought. "Amusing...not at all like those terrible stories you hear about on the news; more like those old black & white television dramas I used to watch with my father."

David nodded in agreement, as his wife poured her own cup. "I think the boy likes the adventure of it; and being tied up just adds to the realism," the father reasoned, letting the steaming beverage cool a bit as he picked it up. "So us lending him a hand in doing the actual tying probably is a good thing."

"Well, I'm enjoying it, too," Diana said, taking a sip of the hot drink, and leaning back over the counter to smile mischievously at her husband. "So what are we doing about our little hostage upstairs?"

"We'll let him stew up there for a few minutes before we go check on him," David suggested, taking a gulp of the caffeinated beverage now that it had cooled a bit. "I've been reading up on the tropes of this sort of thing, so I figure we'll either do a ransom photo, or..."

There came a creaking sound from around the corner, and both David and Diana glanced over from the kitchen counter.

"...or maybe we need to think of something else," David finished, putting a finger to his lips to indicate that both he and Diana needed to remain silent, as the husband quietly crept out of the back of the kitchen.

Realizing that somebody had been eavesdropping, Diana collected the satchel of materials they'd brought in with them from the car...just as she heard a small "Mmmph!" emanate from just outside the kitchen, as David dragged Tony back inside, the father's hand pressed over his son's mouth, his other hand around the boy's flailing wrist to steady him.

"Mrmph!" Tony protested, voice muffled beneath his father's palm. "Lmt mm gmmph!"

"What's this?" David said, laughing as his son tried & failed to separate himself from his father's grip. "Looks like somebody's been snooping around!"

"He got free VERY quickly, didn't he?" Diana added, impressed by how fast Tony had escaped.

"You' were supposed to stay tied & gagged upstairs, kid," David said to Tony, as he stomped his foot. "What are you doing down here?"

"Mmm...you didn't say I wasn't allowed to untie myself!" Tony pointed out, as his father lifted his hand to allow him to speak. "Besides...it wasn't like it was hard to get free...all I had to do was slip my arms under my legs!"

Tony's parents looked back at each other, shaking their heads at their son's criticisms.

It sounded like he was actually DISAPPOINTED with their performance!

"Well, if you're going complain that much...I guess we outta do a better job, then," David chuckled, tilting his head over at his wife. "But first...better shut him up again."

"Got it," Diana giggled, fishing around inside the satchel; this time producing a roll of the silver duct tape, before tearing off a piece and walking over.

Tony feigned horror as his mother approached. "No!" he cried, as his father held his arms behind his back. "Don't gag me again...GMPH!"

The wide piece of duct tape cut him off, as his mother smoothed it against his cheeks. "I can't get over how much I adore doing that," Diana gushed, as Tony shook his head indignantly.

"Mmmph!" he muttered defiantly, furrowing his brow up at his mother, growing flush with embarrassment.

"Let's take the brat downstairs, and tie him up properly," David said, as he pulled Tony towards the hall. "Grab the bag."

"Nnmph!" Tony continued to mumble under the tape, as he was marched downstairs, his mother close behind with the satchel of materials.

Evidently, his parents had already prepared for the next phase of their arranged game...Tony was surprised to see that a metal folding chair was already waiting for him in the center of the basement, and a tripod mounted across from it, with a video recorder.

"Whmdyrm dmphng?" Tony inquired, already having a good idea of what his father had in mind as he brought the boy over to the chair, and made him sit down.

"Sit still, kid," David commanded, as his wife handed him a soft white rope from the bag, and began binding Tony's wrists behind his back through the gap in the folding chair.

Diana, meanwhile, tore off two more strips of duct tape, and applied them over the first to complete the boy's gag. "I think three strips looks right, doesn't it?" she mused, running her thumbs across the tape to eliminate the crinkles.

Tony's eyes went wide as he simultaneously felt himself being bound & gagged...he'd always had to progress step-by-step whenever he tied himself up; he'd never experienced it happening at the same time before!

"Mmmph! Hmmph!" Tony mumbled, as his father took a longer piece of white rope from the bag, and began looping it around his arms. "Hlmmph mmph!"

"Shh..." his mother crooned, as she started binding his ankles together with her own rope. "It'll be alright!"

"Nnmph! Hlmmph!" Tony continued to mumble, as he started to squirm around in the chair, feeling himself held back against the seat as his father finished tying his upper body.

"Think you'll be able to slip out of THAT, kid?" David challenged, stepping out from behind where Tony sat, crossing his arms as he stared down at his son.

Tony gave an approving nod, as his mother starting binding his legs together just below his knees. "Ymph, thsm sm tghmtrm thm bfrm," Tony said, talking under the duct tape.

Diana clapped her hands when she was finished, rising to her feet as she stared in wonder at her handiwork. "How'd I do?" she asked.

"Marvelous," her husband answered, giving her hand a squeeze as they stood next to each other. "The kid's not going anywhere, I think."

"Gmt mm nmt fm hrmph!" Tony exclaimed, cheeks puffing out beneath the gray tape, bouncing in the seat as he strained against the cord holding him to it. "Hlmmph!"

Both David & Diana had to surpress their laughter as they watched Tony struggle in futility.

"Hmm...I think he's missing something," Diana mused, stooping down to rummage in the bag on the floor.

"Oh?" David intoned.

His wife took out another white handkerchief, and folded it in half. "They always used these white cloths on the shows me and my father watched on TV," she confided, walking over behind where her son sat. "For "gags", I mean....I always thought it looked funny."

"Should work better with that tape underneath," David noted, as Tony nodded up at his mother.

"Ymph!" Tony mumbled in approval. "Mmm lkm thm wym thymv lkmmph!"

"Well, then..." Diana breathed, lowering the band of white cloth down over her son's face, and pulling it tightly over his duct taped mouth. "I'm glad we're in agreement."

"Mmmph!" Tony exclaimed, leaning into the fantasy as he was being thoroughly gagged, and his mother tied the handkerchief into place.

Just then, as Diana was knotting the gag behind Tony's head; DAvid felt his cell phone buzz in his pocket.

Frowning, he pulled it out, and stared at the security notification, indicating that someone was at their front door.

"It's Bella," David said, holding the cell phone up for his wife to see. "Looks like she's back from her friend's house."

Bella was Tony's little sister, by a year.

"Mmmph!" Tony said, looking between his parents. "Whmt rm ym gnmph dmmph?"

"Oh, goodness...what are we going to do about...this?" Diana asked worriedly, gesturing at their son, now bound, gagged & confined to their basement.

David puzzled over the situation for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Well..." he said slowly, a grin starting to form. "If the kid can stay quiet....maybe we can double our ransom."

Both Tony and Diana stared dumbfounded at David, trying to understand the implication...

...and then Diana raised a hand to her lips. "Oh!" she exclaimed in comprehension.

Tony, meanwhile, began bobbing his head in excitement, realizing what his father intended.

"I'lm bm qumnt," Tony promised through the tape & cloth now muffling his speech. "Wm cnm mk nmt nm srpsmph..."

"Oh!" she

[Redman]

Fantastic update! This is quickly becoming one of my favorite stories of all time.

[TuggyBoundMale]

This is great stuff. I wonder what will happen to Bella now

[WhereAmI]

2 for the price of 1, er 2, um im confused. Double the trouble, double the fun, doublemint gum.
A brother/sister kidnapping, how fun.

[Dpsiic]

I am loving this, can’t wait for the next instalment. And wondering how Diana is going to get tied up.

[harveygasson]

Great new part to the story and Bella involved next too!