03 - Mom's Revenge
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By Samantha
Friday, February 10th 2006 - 04:18:00 PM
Mom's Revenge
I left off my last story wit us freeing my mom and her grabbing me. She still had tape sticking all over her body and her mouth. Becky ran upstairs as soon as she grabbed me.
I tried to fight but my Mom was alot stronger than me. She held me against her and wrapped the tape around and around my upper arms. I could struggle less and less as more tape was added. Eventually I was just standing there, defeated, as she finished wrapping me. I had duct tape wrapped from my shoulders all the way down to my waist, pining my arms to my sides. When she cut the tape off the roll, I took of running, but didn't get far. She swooped me up in her arms and carried me up stairs where Becky ran. She ploppled me down on her bed, and removed my socks. I knew I was in trouble now so I started really fighting and kicking, but she sat on my legs and held them down. She then taped my ankles and knees together. She put a piece of tape over my mouth and left to find Becky, saying DONT GO ANYWHERE HAHAHAHA. She checked her closet and under her bed for Becky before she left.
As soon as she was gone I started trying to escape. But I couldn't move my arms at all. I rolled myself over to the edge of the bed and hopped down. I hopped around her room, wondering where to hide. I couldn't reach her door knob, so I was stuck in the room. I decided to roll under the bed, just to be a rascal.
About 10 minutes later my mom came in. I could only see her feet but later found out she was carrying Becky, who was taped up the same as me. I heard her throw Becky onto the bed. Becky was giggling like crazy behind the tape gag, having a blast. Becky liked tie up games a alot more than me, it seemed.
Mom found me under the bed quickly. She could see me but not reach me without crawling under. She didn't want to crawl under to get me, so she said she was going to tickle Becky until I came out.
Fine with me I thought, I'd rather Becky get tickled than me. I heard Becky burst into muffled laughter and felt the bed creak as she thrashed around. She was tickled for probably 5 minutes straight and was completely hysterical at the end. My Mom stopped and gave me a choice. I could come out like a brave girl and face interrogation with Becky, or she would come in and get me and cut Becky loose and they would both tickle me forever. Not much of a choice really, so I sighed and rolled out.
Mom picked me up and placed me on the bed next to Becky. She went and got 2 bathrobe belts, which she used to tie our taped feet to the bars on the bottom of the bed. Our feet were sticking through the holes and lashed tightly down. I couldn't move my feet at all, just wiggle my toes.
She removed our tape gags, and asked where the pictures we took were. We refused to tell her, so she started tickling our feet. My moms nails tickled soooo bad. I was trashing as hard as I could and screaming and howling with laughter. It sucks being tickled when you can't move, even an inch. Becky was laughing and struggling too, but not as bad as me. She is pretty ticklish, but not nearly as ticklish as me or my mom.
I tried to give in after like 30 seconds of tickling, but I was laughing so hard I couldn't tell her where they were. And this was with her only tickling 1 of my feet and 1 of Beckys. She switched to tickled both my feet and once and I went completely bonkers. Becky just lie there laughing at me. When my mom stopped so I could catch my breath, I told her the pictures were in the pocket of an old coat in the back of my closet. She went to get them, and ripped them up.
We thought we were done and looked for her to untie us when she came back. She said "what do you think we're finished already? HAHA I don't think so, you little buggers." She asked us whos idea was it to tickle her. I said Becky's and Becky lied and said it was mine. So she started tickling us again. She said she would stop when the culprit admitted it. This wasn't very fair, because I was much more ticklish than Becky and she could stand it better. I really didn't want to admit something that I didn't do.
My mom saw how much trouble I was having, and knew I probably would have admitted it by now if it was me. So she focused on Becky. She tickled her feet for awhile, but then moved around, testing all the tickle areas that weren't covered by tape. Becky's ribs and armpits are her worst spots, but they were pretty much protected. So my mom focused on her knees and feet at the same time, and soon had Becky thrashing and laughing pretty hard. She found a spot on her knee that, when squeezed, caused Becky to scream in ticklish laughter. Eventually Becky admitted to coming up with the idea to tickle my mom. For that she got another 5 minutes of tickling.
My moms next question was who thought of the idea to take pictures of her. Again I refused to lie and said Becky did. I guess seeing me getting tickled was worth getting tickled herself, because she wouldn't admit it either. So Mom started tickling us again. Eventually, when I couldn't hold out any longer and was about to give in and just say I did it, Becky broke. She got another 5 minutes of tickling for that.
The next thing my Mom did was make us take back the demands for peanut butter cookies, ponies and puppy dogs. We did this pretty quickly. We were finished with the tickling finally. She taped our mouths again and left. She said this was fun, we should do it again sometime on her way out. I lie there exhausted, giving Becky dirty looks and growling at her from behind the tape. She just giggled at me.
A little while later my mom came up and released us, but not before tickling our feet briefly first. She had chocolate chip cookies ready when we got downstairs. Not peanut butter, but still good.
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)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section