02 - Getting My Mom
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By Samantha
Friday, February 10th 2006 - 02:08:15 AM
Getting My Mom
Hey this is Samantha again. I decided to post the story of how me and my neighbor and best friend Becky tied up my mom. This happened about a week after the game I posted last time. We were both 10 at the time I think. My mom was in her early 30s. Robby wasn't in this game, I think he was somewhere out with his Dad or something.
Well Becky and I were bored and trying to find something to do. Becky wanted to tie me up again but I didn't want to. I was afraid she would get revenge on me for tickling her last time. And I am extremely ticklish so I couldn't allow that. Then we had the idea to tie up my Mom. So we put bandanas over our faces and got toy squirtguns and ran down to where my mother was watching tv.
We told her we were robbers and she played along, putting her hands up in the air and pretending to be scared. We said we had to tie her up so we could rob the house. She said ok as long as we promised to let her out when she said. We wanted to use duct tape because we couldn't tie good knots back then, but there was only a little bit left. After some pleading my mom said that we could get a new roll from the garage (there was a big package of 10 in there). She didn't want to ruin her nice clothes with the tape so we let her change into an old tshirt and sweat pants.
I used the rest of the tape from the roll we used last time and started taping her feet together. Becky used the new roll and taped her hands crossed behind her back. She wound it around side to side and up and down a lot of times. Then we used some of the new roll to reinforce her legs more, by wrapping all the way from her ankles to her knees. By now my mom was looking worried, and struggling a bit. I guess she didn't realize how strong duct tape is and how impossible it is to even move when you wrap it around alot.
Becky got a chair from the kitchen and we made her hop over to it and sit down. We taped her back to the chair by running around and around her with the tape a bunch of times. There was a thick strapping of tape around her stomach and another around her shoulders. She started saying enough enough so we stopped and cut the tape off the roll. She struggled around a lot and couldn't even move.
We started to look around the house for vualables, but she started yelling HELP HELP ME SOMEONE. This was our que to gag her. Becky put her hand over her mouth. I went behind her and blindfolded her with the bandana that I had around my face so she wouldn't know who we were. Becky then took hers off and stuffed it in her mouth and put a few strips of tape over it.
We then pretended to look around the house, but mostly just watched her struggle. It was really funny seeing my mom tied up. I couldn't believe we did it. My mom was a good sport about things like this. Becky whispered in my ear that we should tickle her, because she tickled Becky last time. So we came back and demanded to know where the money was hidden. She couldn't even answer and just mmmphed at us.
So we started tickling her. Like me, my mom is very very ticklish. The tape was covering alot of her stomach, so Becky tickled her ribs and I tickled her neck. She was laughing and squirming and screaming. She was really struggling and laughing hard and shaking her head so much her blindfold came off. I didn't want to make her mad so I peeled off the tape and asked her where the money was. She said ILL NEVER TELL YOU. I guess she wasn't angry after all, so we continued tickling her.
Like me, my moms worst spot is her feet. Her socks were on and the tape was holding them on so we couldn't tickle them well. So we cut her ankles loose to take her socks off, but as soon as she was loose, she took off running, still taped to the chair. I just fell down laughing from such a funny sight. Becky chased after her and when I caught up she was cornered in my fathers den.
We removed her socks and taped each leg to one of the chair legs, her feet were off the ground by about 6 inches. She was still being a good sport. I think she was actually having fun. We gave her one last change to give up the money but she refused, and we went at her feet. She went bonkers, laughing like crazy. But she couldn't move her feet at all, just wiggle them a tiny bit. She tried to tell us where the money was but she couldn't even talk. Eventually we stopped when she turned red and couldn't breathe.
When she caught her breath she told us about the jewelry box in the top drawer in her room, and that's all she had. We said we didn't believe her and started tickling her again.
I got an idea while tickling her. I demanded she bake us cookies when we released her. She promised she would. Peanut butter? I asked. She said we only had chocolate chip. I said that wasn't good enough and started tickling her again. She started laughing hysterically again and promised she would go buy peanut butter cookies for us. Then we had her promise do our hair and give us makeovers if we stopped tickling her. Then we demanded ponies and puppies. She promised anything. We were just playing and if she really wanted to get out she would have yelled sternly at us and we would have released her, I'm sure.
Becky got another idea and whispered it in my ear. We both started giggling, and taped her mouth again before running upstairs. We got my polaroid camera we used last game and brought it down. When she saw it she started really mmphing and struggling and shaking her head. We took several pictures and then went to hide them in my room. We joked about showing them to the neighbors and my dad.
After that we left her to try to get out on her own. She couldn't and we cut her loose 15 minutes later. As soon as her hands and feet were free, she grabbed me in a bear hug. She was even still gagged and had some tape stuck around her body when she grabbed me.
She held me against her with one hand and reached for the tape roll with the other. She starting wrapping the tape around my shoulders and arms, pinning my arms to my sides. Becky ran off upstairs to hide. I yelled after her calling her to help me and she was a coward and a traitor.
to be contined...
Samantha
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Samantha's stories
- 01 - Kidnap game (f/f, f/m, F/f)
- 02 - Getting My Mom (ff/F)
- 03 - Mom's Revenge (F/ff)
- 04 - Lessons from Mom & Secret Agents (f/f)
- 05 - Becky's sister (ff/f)
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