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All in the family
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Karen, dressed in black jeans, a white blouse and red sneakers, knocked and walked into her son’s bedroom as it was time for him to get up and do some chores. She knew it was a weekend and that he liked to sleep in, but it was almost noon and she wanted to get the chores done.

“Time to wake up, Tim.” She said, pulling back the bed cover.

She gasped when she saw her son lying in his bed.

“Oh no, not again.” She sighed. “Sally, get your ass in here!!”

It did not take long for Sally to come walking into her brother’s bedroom.

“Yes, mum?” She asked, already knowing what her mother was going to say.

“Did he ask for this, or did you do this against his will?” She looked at her daughter, while pointing at her son.

Tim was 16 years old, average height, short blond hair and a well-toned body, due to him being part of the high school swimming team. Currently he was lying on his bed, dressed in t-shirt and shorts, on his left side facing away from his mother, with his hands tied behind his back at wrists and elbows and his feet tied at ankles and above his knees. A rope kept him in a relaxed hogtie, enough to bend his legs back, but not enough to be able to touch his feet with his hands. He was gagged and blindfolded.

“You really think I can tie him up against his will? I wish, I am not that strong.” Sally replied.

“And what did I say about gags?”

“He wanted one. The same for the earplugs and blindfold. He asked for the whole package. And it is only a cleave gag, no stuffing.”

Karen sighed. Sometimes she regretted being a single mum, but she had two wonderful kids, although their bondage games were growing out of control. This was the second time in the last 2 weekends that she found her son bound and gagged in his bed.

“He says it relaxes him.” Sally tried to help her brother.

At 18 years, Sally was the older sibling and she had developed into a mirror image of her mother. So much so that people sometimes thought they were sisters. Karen had Sally at 21 years, the father leaving her a month before their daughter was born. She had met another man just after the birth of her daughter and he had provided a good life for them, but seven years after Tim was born, he died of cancer. Luckily he left a life insurance that allowed them to live without money issues, but it was still hard to raise two kids as a single mom.

“Hmmppppfffff.” Tim made some soft sounds, indicating he was still tied up.

Sally looked at her mom, waiting for instructions. Just like her brother, although technically a half stepbrother, they only thought of themselves as real bother and sister, she was average height. She had long black hair, a pretty face, medium sized breasts and shapely hips. She was dressed in an over-sized t-shirt that she used to sleep in and slippers.

“Maybe you should untie him?” Karen suggested.

Without replying she removed the earplugs, gag and blindfold from her brother. While she started on the hogtie rope, Karen sat down on the bed and looked at her son.

“You know I do not have problems with being bound and gagged, but I am not sure having you sleeping like this is good for you.” She berated her son.

“Come on mom, it is not like you never been tied overnight.” He replied.

“Yes, I am aware of my bondage history. And yes, I have been tied up many times for extended periods of time, but in most cases your father was aware of what I was doing. What if something happened?”

“The gag allows me to make enough sounds for Sally to hear me. The bondage is tight, but nothing extreme. And I actually can sleep this way.”

Karen sighed. Her son was right with regards to her being tied. She used to work as a bondage model when she was younger, before she had Tim, and later she had enjoyed bondage in their love life. It was something she missed occasionally. She had not met another man yet that she wanted to share her life with, and she was not really looking, but sometimes she missed the relaxation that being tied up gave her.

“I just want you guys to be safe.” She said, smiling.

Sally had released all the ropes and Tim sat up next to his mom and hugged her.

“Maybe we should tie you up, so that you can relax?”

When they had found photos of their mother on the internet, they had questioned her, and she had told them the truth about her bondage life. Soon after she started to find her kids tied up and it progressed from there.

“Clean up and do your chores. We’re having visitors soon. Miranda is coming with the boys for coffee." She said, not answering his question.

“Okay, mum.” He said, kissing her on the cheek.

Sally cleaned up the ropes and other materials used, placing them in the plastic box they kept their toys in. There was a large collection of rope, tape, cable ties and scarfs in the box, materials they had collected over the years tying each other up. She carried the box into the storage room of the second floor of their house, before heading to her own room to change.

“I’ll meet you downstairs.” Karen told her kids, while heading down the stairs. “We still have some clean up to do before our guests are here.”
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When the doorbell rang at 3 PM, the house was in a presentable state. Karen was picky with regards to cleaning the house and the kids had learned to clean up after themselves. She had changed from her jeans and blouse into a red short sleeved flower print summer dress with nylons and white pumps. Walking to the door, she looked at herself in the mirror and liked what she saw. She did look like her daughter, the same height, the same hair, just a little fuller at her breasts and hips, but still looking good for a 39-year-old.

“Come on in.” She said, opening the door and allowing the guests to enter the hallway.

The house was a detached ranch house with three acres of land behind it, mostly wooded area, but there was a little stream running through the lot. The area around the house had an above ground pool and a large size shop, mostly used by her husband when he was still alive. A wrap around deck covered three sides of the house, leaving space for a double garage on the side without a deck.

“Hi Karen, how are you?” Miranda said, hugging her friend.

Her two sons, twins, 12 years old, said hi and ran into the house, trying to find Tim. Karen closed the door, winter had finally turned into spring, but the weather was still cool. Not warm enough to sit outside yet.

“You look good.” Miranda said, looking at the summer dress Karen was wearing.

“As if you do not?” Karen laughed, while taking the coat Miranda had been wearing.

Miranda was 2 years younger than Karen and could be described as gorgeous. Her long blond hair flowed to her shoulders, surrounding a beautiful face. Full breasts and perfect hips, at least according to most men, and long legs perfected the picture. The green pants and light-yellow blouse only enhanced her beauty. She had worked in the fashion industry before she was told she was ‘too old’ to be a fashion model.

“Coffee, or something stronger?”

“Coffee to start with.” Miranda replied, while they walked into the kitchen.

“Danny away?” Karen asked.

Danny was the father of the twins, but Miranda and Danny had never married.

“A fishing trip, as usual.” She sighed. “As soon as the ice is gone, he is out fishing.”

“Men will be men.” Karen agreed and they both laughed.

They sat at the kitchen table, enjoying their second coffee, talking about this and that when suddenly Jacob and Lucas ran into the kitchen, both wearing a scarf over their lower face and a toy gun in their hands. Lucas was carrying a plastic bag that seem to have rope and scarves in them.

“Hands up, this is a robbery.”

“Boys, no, not now.” Miranda says, looking at her twins.

Karen kept quiet and slowly raised her hands. The boys took this as a sign of approval and point their guns at their mom.

“You too, lady. Raise them.”

Miranda looks at Karen, sighs and raises her hands, giving up any resistance she might have had.

“What do you want from us?” Karen asks, staying in character. “We have no valuables to give you, we are just two lonely women.”

The boys look at each other, as if they had to think about the next step.

“We’ll have to take you hostage.” Jakub says.

“Why is that? Who will pay a ransom for us?” Karen plays the damsel in distress well.

She had played it often enough with her own kids and she wouldn’t be surprised if either Sally of Tim was behind this ‘robbery’. When the twins came over, it was mostly for playing on the game station in the basement, as Tim had some games the twins did not have, but occasionally ropes got involved.

“We’ll find somebody.” Jakub said, putting the bag with the ropes and scarfs on the table.

“Gag and blindfold yourselves and do it right, nice and tight.” Lucas said, pointing to the bag.

Karen looks in the bag and finds two kitchen sponges and four scarfs. She hands one sponge and two scarfs to Miranda, keeping the other set for herself. Quietly she folds the sponge and stuffs it in her mouth. Luckily the sponges were new. It filled her mouth pretty good and when she took the scarf, placed it between her teeth to hold the sponge in her mouth and tied it at the back of her neck, pulling it tight, she almost gagged. Miranda had been looking at her friend while she did what the robbers asked, before letting out a sigh and pushing her sponge in her mouth and tying a scarf over it to keep it in.

“Hmmmmmppppppfffffff.” Karen smiled, testing the gag.

“Blindfolds.” Ordered Lucas.

Jakub was looking surprised at the fact that his mother and her friend were playing along. When Tim had suggested they play cops and robbers, they had suspected that Sally would be the victim, but when he told them to capture both their parents, they were not so sure. He had told them he would help them, and he was pretty sure they would play along. Now that they had two gagged and blindfolded mothers, they had to agree that Tim was right.

“Hands behind your backs, ladies.” Jakub orders them.

Both women do what they are told and hold their hands behind their backs. Miranda feels how her hands get tied behind her back, the ropes getting pulled tight, while wrapping them horizontally and vertically around her crossed wrists. After her hands are tied, she can hear how Karen’s hands get tied. Tim had told the boys to make sure the ropes were tight, and the knots were out of reach. Now that the women were blindfolded, he had come into the kitchen and silently helped the twins tie up Miranda and Karen. Instead of crossing Karen’s wrists, he indicated to them to tie them palm to palm, as he knew his mother was able to have her elbows tied together, but he was not sure Miranda could do that too.

“Sit still while we tie you.” Lucas said, when his mother started to move her arms, to see if she could escape.

Miranda grinned and did as she was told. She felt ropes being wrapped around her upper body, just above and below her breasts, with more ropes wrapped around her waist, including her arms. She felt very helpless. Karen got tied more serious than Miranda. She felt ropes being tied around her elbows and they were pulled together. It was not that she was not flexible enough, she had spent many hours tied with her elbows together, but it had been a while since her arms had been in this position.

“Hmppff.” She grunted in her gag.

The twins ignored her and she felt more ropes being tied around her upper body, wrapping them tightly below and above her breasts and from her elbows to the front of her left shoulder, behind her neck and to the front of her right shoulder, back to her elbows. This made her wonder who was doing the tying, as this seemed to be too sophisticated for the twins to do. It made her more suspicious that either Tim or Sally was helping them. The leftover rope was run from the elbows to the rope at her neck, where it got tied off after pulling it tight. She knew there was no way she would get out of these ropes without help.

“Almost done.” Jakub said.

The boys tied a rope around Karen’s waist, including her bound arms, cinching it tightly, before they stepped back and looked at their handiwork. Tim put his finger to his mouth and indicated they should follow him to the hallway. Moments later the twins walked softly into the kitchen, where the two bound and gagged women were waiting as to what was going to happen.

“We’ll have to take you to our hide-out. We cannot stay here; your husbands might find us.” The twins said.

This generated a couple of grunts from both women, but the gags worked well and neither of the twins understood what they said.

“We’ll take you to our car and transport you to our hide-out.”

Miranda felt a hand on her arm, helping her stand up and she was guided to the hallway of the house. Her coat was placed on her shoulders and it was buttoned up, hiding her bound arms and upper body from view. Not that there were many people that could see the entrance to the house, but it made her feel a little less nervous about being outside, as she figured that was where they were going.

“Stand still please.” Lucas told Karen, while he put a coat, which Tim had given him, on her shoulders and zipped it up.

It was a pretty tight fit, with her hands behind her back, but the boys managed to do both coats up.

“Careful of the steps.” They said, while Lucas guided Miranda and Jakub guided Karen out the door and down the porch onto the driveway.

Karen knew that there were only two cars outside, Sally’s yellow VW Beetle and Miranda’s white van. Her own car was parked in the garage. She could not see where they brought them, but when she heard a sliding door open, she knew they were at Miranda’s car.

“Let us help you.” The twins said to their mother, helping her sit in the second-row seat of their van.

Once she was sitting, her bound arms crushed between her back and the seat, the seat belt was fastened. Miranda heard the other sliding door open and the hustle of Karen being seated in the van. She had to give the kids credit for their imagination, although she, just as Karen, suspected that Tim and or Sally some influence had on the proceedings.

“One last thing before we can go.” Lucas said.

The last thing was a rope to tie their ankles together. It made both women feel more helpless.

“Ready to go?” Lucas asked Jakub.

“Yep, let’s go.”

The sliding doors were closed, and Jakub got in at the drivers’ side, while Lucas entered the van on the passenger side. Jakub pretended to start the engine, making sounds as if he was driving. For a moment Karen had feared that one of her kids would really drive the car, but hearing the twins making the sounds relaxed her a bit.

“We’re at the hideout. You guard the hostages, while I get the hide-out ready.” Lucas told his brother.

“Okay.” He replied, looking at the two bound females in the second row of the van.

“No funny stuff.” He told them.

Karen had to grin. She was so tightly tied, that ‘funny stuff’ was not possible. The blindfold prevented her from seeing, the gag did a perfect job of keeping her quiet, and with the seatbelt buckled there was not much she could do.

“Hmmppffff.” She nodded a confirmation.

In the other seat, Miranda tried to get comfortable. The ropes were snug, but she had little movement with the coat wrapped around her and the seatbelt locked. She hated the gag, it made her mouth very dry, but she had tied the scarf tight, as her kids had instructed her and now there was nothing she could do about it.

“Okay, ready. Let’s get them to the hide out.”

Both women felt the ropes around their ankles being untied and the seatbelt being undone. Then the twins helped their mother out of the van first, before helping Karen. Each took hold of one prisoner and slowly guided them towards the garage, although neither women knew that.

“Careful, uneven ground.” Lucas said when they reached a hazard on their way to the garage.

Karen had figured out where they were going, based on the angle of the driveway, but Miranda had no idea and just let her son guide her. Once they reached the garage, both women were guided inside. When Miranda heard the garage door close, she knew where they were.

“We’ll take your coats off. Stand still please. We do not want to hurt you.” Lucas said.

The coats were removed and both women were seated on two straight back wooden chairs, which Karen knew came from the kitchen.

“We’ll have to keep you secure while we gather the ransom. We’ll be as quick as possible.”

Both women had their ankles tied together again and then fixed to one of the chair legs. A longer rope was wrapped around their bodies and the chair backs, keeping them from getting up.

“We’ll be back. Don’t do anything stupid.” The women heard Lucas say.

Then the heard the door from the garage to the hallway open and close and everything went quiet.

“Hmmppffff.”

Karen tried to ask how Miranda was doing, but her gag worked well, and she could not make herself clear enough for Miranda to understand. In the end she gave up and silently waited for things to come. She figured they had been tied for almost an hour and she had lost all feelings in her arms. It brought back memories of many a time she had been tied and gagged in her life. It also brought back memories of her late husband. She remembered the many times he had tied her as part of their lovemaking and often also as part of her desire to be tied and gagged and she had to agree with Tim’s statement earlier that day, that she missed this feeling. Both women wondered what was going to happen next, as they sat alone, tightly tied, gagged and blindfolded in the garage.
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Amazing start! I can't wait for more.

It is interesting how you mix the innocence and inexperience of the children with the more adult themes of Karen's life. Many family based tales are written in the perspective of one of the kids and often the sub is also less experienced. I am curious to read how these choices work out but I am sure you can also make this a memorable story. Good job and good luck!

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Thanks guys for the comments. It always is nicer to write if you know you have people reading it (beside the view counter).

And thank you Beaumains for your insight in how people write. Your opinion on my writing style is very much appreciated... I hope not to disappoint. :-)
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Tim, Lucas and Jakub all sat at the dining table in the kitchen, drinking a soda.

“Well done boys, a great accomplishment.” Tim said.

“You guided us, but it was fun taking them for a ride.” Jakub said.

“What do we do now? How long are we going to keep them?” Lucas asked.

“That is up to you guys. Whenever the ransom is paid, you can set them free. I would suggest not leaving them too long alone, because now it is still fun, after a while the fun part fades away and we do not want our parents to be angry at us.” Tim stated.

The clock on the kitchen wall showed almost five and Tim knew their guests would leave before dinner, so the hostages would have to be released soon.

“I have an idea.” He said. “How about we rescue your mom, but we leave mine tied up, as if her rescuers took her away already?”

“That would work, we must leave soon, as mom needs to make dinner for dad, but you can release your mother later. Do you want us to leave her in the garage?” Jakub asked.

“No, we’ll bring her to her room, before we let your mom go. We’ll tell your mom that she has been taken away by her rescuers already. My mom can yell goodbye from upstairs.”

The boys put their plan in action and walked back to the garage. When the prisoners heard the door open, they started to moan in their gags, but the boys kept quiet and quickly untied Karen from her chair by releasing the rope that kept her stuck to the seatback and the rope around her ankles.

“Hmmppppfffff.” She exclaimed when she felt hands guiding her towards the hallway.

The boys carefully guided their bound prisoner to the steps and upstairs to Karen’s bedroom. Tim had opened the door already. They sat her down on the bed and tied her feet together again.

“Hmmppffff.” She tried again, wondering what was going on.

Tim was impressed by how his mother looked. Even with the tight ropes around her upper body, she looked hot, although he was not sure he could say that, as it was his mother he was talking about. Having her arms pulled together behind her back had put a strain on her dress and her breasts were straining against the thin material. She was probably happy she was wearing a bra. He could tell the bondage was tight, her flesh bulged where the ropes were applied. He could see his mother flex her fingers, but he suspected she had lost all feeling in her arms already.

“We are letting Miranda go, as it is time for her to leave, but we figured you can stay tied up a little longer.” She heard Tim say to her surprise.

“Hmmppppfffff?”

“The twins will tell her you are taking a bath. I will remove your gag, so you can say goodbye from up here.”

Karen had to grin at the plan the boys had come up with. The twins had run down again and were untying their mother, pretending to be her rescuers. When she asked where Karin was, they told her that her rescuers had taken her away already and she was having a bath. Tim had even opened the tab in the upstairs bathroom to give the correct background noises. Karen had to compliment him on his ingenuity.

“No funny business, you are still kidnapped.” He told his mother when he undid the gag.

She just nodded and tried to get her mouth to work again. Miranda walked with the boys into the hallway, grabbing her belongings and ushering her kids to the door. Her mouth was still dry from the gag, but she was glad to be untied.

“I am having a bath too when I get home. See you soon. Thanks for entertaining the kids.” She yelled to her friend upstairs.

Karen had to grin, if Miranda only knew her real situation.

“Okay, I’ll call you later. Thanks for coming out.”

Karen did not get a chance to say anything else, as Tim stuffed the kitchen sponge back into her mouth and tied the scarf over it. Then he quickly walked down the stairs, just in time to see Miranda and the twins leave.

“Thanks for coming guys, hope you had a good time.” He called after them.

“Yeah, we want to do this again.” Lucas said, making his mother sigh.

“Tell your mother I’ll talk to her later. I need a bath too to get these rope marks away before Danny comes home. Thank you for playing with the kids.” Miranda said and winked at him, indicating she knew darn well that he was involved in their kidnapping.

Tim waved them goodbye and closed the door behind him. Then he ran upstairs, only to find his sister sitting next to their mother. She had removed the blindfold but left the gag in place.

“What happened? I have been studying and listening to music and now I find my mother tied up on her bed?”

“Hmmmmmppppppfffffff.” Karen replied, not making any sense due to the gag.

“The twins captured her and Miranda. They just left, but I figured mom could stay tied a little longer.” Tim replied, sitting down on the other side of his tied-up mother.

“How long has she been tied?”

“Only about an hour and a half. The twins took them on a drive, putting them in the van and pretending to drive around with them.”

“Geez, you could have told me you were doing this, I would have loved to see that. You know what, maybe we should get take-out today and keep mum tied up in the car while we get it.

“Hmmmppppfffffff.” Karen shook her head and fought her bonds, but she knew it was useless.

If her kids decided that she was going for a ride, there was very little she could do against it. But she figured they were smart enough to know that afterwards she would kick their butt.

“No worries mom, we would not do that.” Sally said when she saw how her mother reacted.

“How about you make mom a little more comfortable and I’ll make dinner. When dinner is ready, we’ll let her go. I found a nice recipe that I want to try, it should only take about an hour or so.” Tim said.

Karen sighed and rolled her eyes, but Sally seemed to like the idea.

“Sounds good. I’ll take care of mom; you take care of the food.” She replied.

Tim left the room and Sally got up from the bed and looked at her tightly bound mother.

“I know what I will do, a nice tight hogtie will keep you entertained. Just wait here while I get some ropes.”

Sally left the room and Karen immediately got up and started hopping towards the door opening. She almost lost her balance twice, but she managed to make it to the bathroom before Sally came back. Getting the door to close as tied as she was turned out to be a little more difficult, but she managed it, unfortunately before she could lock the door, it opened carefully, and Sally looked around the door.

“Going somewhere?” She asked her mother.

Shaking her head, Karen tried to hop away, but Sally was quicker, and she grabbed her mother at the waist.

“Come on you, back to your bedroom.”

Karen had to grin when her daughter half carried, half dragged her back to her bedroom. Without any ado, she pushed her mother onto the bed and rolled her onto her stomach. Expertly, she had enough experience tying up her brother, she tied a rope to her mothers’ ankle bonds and ran the rope to her elbows, before pulling on it. It was clear Karen did not want to be tied in a hogtie, but Sally was stronger and soon her fingers could touch her ankles.

“Hmmmppppfffffff.” Karen grunted because of the strain.

“Almost done.” Sally said when she tied the rope that held her mother in a tight hogtie.

Her last act was to retie the blindfold and then she smacked her mother on the butt.

“Have fun, we’ll get you when dinner is ready.”

Sally left the bedroom, leaving the door open so that they could hear their mother if something was wrong, leaving the helpless woman alone on the bed.

“hmmppffff?” Karen asked, but nobody was around to listen.

She thought it would sound funny if she told Sally and Tim, but she was enjoying the bondage. It was very tight, her arms had gone numb long ago, the hogtie was tight, but it allowed her for the first time in a long time to not think about things, as there was nothing she could do. All she had to do was lie there and wait for release. She probably had to wear long sleeved shirts for a while, as she figured the rope marks would be visible for some time, but the bed felt nice, the silence was peaceful, and it felt like the ropes were hugging her. She could understand why Tim did not mind sleeping tied up. Before she knew it she was asleep.

“Mum, are you okay? Mum?”

A voice woke her up. Karen needed a moment to figure out where she was and why she could not move.

“Hmmmppppfffffff.” She said.

“Dinner is ready. Are you ready to be untied?”

Slowly the events of the afternoon came back in her memory and she nodded. The smell of food lingered in the room, probably because Tim, who was waking her, did the cooking.

“Okay.” He said.

He removed her gag and blindfold first, before undoing the hogtie. It took several minutes to get all the ropes of his mother.

“Wow, I think I needed that.” Karen said when her mouth worked again.

After removing the last ropes, he helped his mother sit up.

“Thank you.” She said.

“Thank you for playing along.” He replied.

Sally walked into the room.

“Dinner is served. Are you okay, mom?” She asked, seeing her mother sit on the bed, rope marks all over her arms.

“Yes, but I will need that bath after dinner.” She grinned.

The three of them laughed and walked down the stairs to the dining room, where they enjoyed the good food. Tim was an excellent cook. After dinner Karen retreated to the bathroom for her bath and after that she went to bed. Her kidnapping had exhausted her.
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That was fun! Great job as always! I wonder when the sister gets tied...:D

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Excellent story. Hopefully Sally gets to spend time tied up to. Maybe with Karen or Tim.

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Superb story

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Great story. I'm totally following this one!

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Thanks for the comments, there is more...

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It was 2 in the afternoon on Sunday and Sally was sitting at the dining table, working on some stuff that she needed to do for her school on Monday. Her college was only a 20-minute ride away, so she had decided to stay at home, instead of using the, mostly very expensive, student housing. She had seen Tim go down to the fitness room earlier that day. Fitness room was a big word for the small room with the 2 fitness machines in it, but he wanted to stay fit for his swimming.

“Busy?” Her mother, Karen, asked when she walked into the room.

The floor plan of the house was very open plan. The living room, dining room and kitchen all were parts of a single big space. The hallway was separated and contained the stairs to the basement, the bedrooms upstairs, and the garage. Sally was concentrating on her work and did not look up when her mother entered.

“Almost done, one more page.”

“Good, as it is my turn now.” Karen replied.

“What is your turn?” Sally asked, looking up from the paperwork at her mother.

A smile appeared on her face when she saw her mother standing at the other side of the table with a bunch of ropes in her hands. Karen was dressed in her usual jeans and a colorful blouse, wearing her red sneakers, hair hanging loose. She looked at her daughter, who was dressed in a Fruit-de-loom t-shirt and Simons colorful 3D microfiber tights. She was barefoot and had her hair in a ponytail.

“Really mom?” She asked, knowing already what the answer would be.

Karen grinned. She had always separated her own bondage experiences from those of her kids, meaning that she hardly ever got involved. It had been different with her late husband, he had not really loved her need for bondage in their love life, but he had indulged her and always had been a willing partner in restraining her. At times he had been very imaginative. Since he had died, she had not really ventured into bondage games, other than the occasional ‘kidnapping’ by her kids when they were younger, but even those had stopped as they grew older. When her son kept her tied up yesterday, it had triggered that feeling that she often longed for when she was tied up when she was younger.

“I have been inactive long enough. I think I should play a little more.”

“You know that goes both ways, right?” Sally answered, understanding her mother’s reasoning.

When they found out that their mother used to be a bondage model, they were surprised, as it was not a job description that many people had. She had explained to them that this had been before Tim was born and that it was not something she talked about much with others. And it was not that she was modelling daily, one or twice a month was normal. Her photos were on the internet, but not many, as the internet was not as social i her time as a model as it was nowadays. She did answer questions from her kids, whenever they had any. She had noticed a more recent spike in bondage activity in the house. Sally and Tim were discovering their needs and wants, ‘roping in’ others along the way.

“My turn.” She said and indicated for Sally to follow her.

“Where are we going?” She asked her mother, following her into the hallway and putting on a pair of yellow Nike sneakers.

“Shop.”

“Really, the shop? Why not just the basement or somewhere warm? I am not really dressed for going outside.”

Karen looked at the t-shirt and the tights her daughter was wearing.

“The shop is warm; the heating has been running.”

“Your definition of warm is not the same as mine.” Sally grinned.

The large shop was mostly used as storage area. The building was 30 feet wide and 60 feet long, with a large garage door at the front left and a separate entry door with a window next to it on the right. The right side of the shop was 2 stories, providing extra storage space. A large heater kept the temperature during the winter above zero but could be used to heat the shop to higher temperatures. Karen and Sally walked from the house to the grey building and entered through the entry door, leaving the big garage door closed. Sally shivered when she walked into the shop, it was still chilly outside, but it did feel warmer inside.

“What are you going to do with me?” Sally asked, a little nervous.

Both Tim and Sally knew that if they tied each other up, the person getting tied would hardly ever escape. In the beginning it had been different but getting older, and having access to the internet, had helped them get better and now both knew pretty good how to tie somebody, although they both knew that their bondages were basic most of the time. But their games had always been fun and mostly by request, like the overnight bondage Tim had requested. Those were also the longest bondages they, or more specific Tim, had done. Sally had still to surpass the 3-hour mark and she was wondering if getting tied by her mother today would mean that could happen.

“Where are we going?” She asked, when her mother indicated that she should follow her.

Sally walked around the tractor that was parked inside the shop at the rear and past a separation wall. She stopped dead in her tracks. The raised part of the shop had several support beams that carried the weight from the raised floor. Against the beam closest to the far wall, her brother stood tightly tied, with next to him, against another support pole, his on/off girlfriend, Tamara.

“Mom?” She exclaimed in shock.

“What? You never seen your brother tied up?” Karen asked her with a laugh.

“But Tamara?” She asked. “I knew Tim tied her up occasionally, but this? This is extreme!”

She walked over to her brother and inspected his bonds. Neither of the prisoners were blindfolded, so they could see all that Sally did. Her mother had done a perfect job. The ropes were tight, but neatly organized and cinched. She could tell that they would never get out without help. Which made her fear for her chances to escape her soon to occur bondage. Tim’s hands were tied together behind the support pole, which was a round steel beam of 3 inches wide. The rope was also wrapped around the pole, so he could not move his wrists away from it. His elbows were tied on either side of the support against the support. His legs were tied at his ankles, below his knees and above his knees and every rope was neatly cinched both between his individual legs and between his legs and the post.

“Wow, how long did that take you?” Sally asked her mother.

“Just under half an hour for both of them.”

A rope was wrapped around his waist and the pole, cinched between his back and the pole. The same for the rope that was wrapped around his torso, just under his armpits. His gag consisted of a kitchen sponge, with a scarf wrapped over it, tied at the nape of his neck, keeping the sponge securely in his mouth. Karen had hated the thing yesterday, so she decided to use it on him too. He could hardly move.

“And Tamara agreed to this?”

Tamara was 17. She was a little taller than Tim, short dark brown hair, beautiful green eyes set in a finely accented face, with medium sized breasts, and a toned body due to the swimming. Both were part of the same high school swimming team.

“I was going easy on her, but she told me off and I had to redo it.”

Sally looked at Tamara, who was dressed in a yellow Adidas sleeveless shirt and black leggings with white sneakers. If Sally thought Tim was tied tight, Tamara was tied even tighter, as both her wrists and elbows were tied together behind the support post. Her legs were tied like Tim’s and similarly cinched. Ropes around her waist, below and above her breasts completed the package. The upper body ropes incorporated her arms, making it virtual impossible to move her bound arms. It looked like the ropes were tight enough to make breathing a little harder.

“Did you have to tie them this tight?” Sally asked.

“Tim was the one who suggested this location, I was just going to keep you sitting on a chair for a while. He and Tamara had been talking about the game from yesterday. When he suggested to use the shop. I did not disagree. I figured if you can tie me tight, I can do the same to you.” She said with a smile.

“But Tamara was not even part of what we did yesterday, heck, I was only involved in a small part.” Sally said, while glancing at Tamara.

Karin laughed.

“A small but important part. And Tamara got involved since she was here.” She said.

Tamara’s gag was identical to Tim’s, a clean kitchen sponge and a scarf. She struggled a little against the tight bonds. Tamara was pretty sure she had never been tied this tight before, but she was fit and could deal with it for a while.

“Come on, your turn. These two don’t want to stand around all afternoon, because you are delaying things.” Karen said, pointing to the next support pole.

Sally sighed and walked over to the post, standing against it with her back and holding her hands together behind her back and the pole. Karen walked behind her and expertly tied her daughter’s hands palm to palm together. As with Tamara, Karen did not give any of the girls any mercy and she pulled Sally’s elbows together behind the pole.

“Mom!” Sally exclaimed at the treatment.

“Oh, hush. You can handle it.” She replied to the outcry.

Ankles, knees, waist and upper torso followed in short succession and Sally was as helplessly tied as Tamara and Tim.

“Wow, this is so tight I can hard… hmmmppppffffffff.”

Karen interrupted her by pushing a clean kitchen sponge in Sally’s mouth. A scarf was tied tightly behind Sally’s neck and her three prisoners were all helpless and silent.

“Now, that is more like it.” She said, standing in front of her three prisoners. “Only one thing missing.”

She picked up another scarf from the bondage supplies box that Tim had brought before he got tied and blindfolded Sally with it. A second scarf went over Tim’s eyes. She picked up a third scarf and walked over to Tamara. She looked the beauty in her eyes.

“Are you doing okay?” She whispered.

Tamara nodded silently.

“You don’t have to go home anytime soon?”

A shake of the head indicated her answer. Karen applied the scarf and now all three prisoners were deprived of their vision.

“Here’s the deal. You escape, you can tie me up when you want. You don’t escape, I get to tie you up again when I want. No buts or anything, get out, I am your prisoner, still here when I come back, you are all mine to tie up again.”

“Hmmppffff.” Sally grunted.

She was pretty sure that her mother knew darn well that they would never escape from these bondages, therefore they would be her prisoners again.

“Hmmppppfffff hmmppffff hmmmppppffffffff?” Tim asked.

“When will I be back, you ask?” Interpreting his gag talk correctly. “When I feel like it. Miranda said she might drop by a little later, so it might be a while. It is Sunday, so Tamara’s mom is coming over, as are Mandy and Sheila.”

“Hmmpppfff?” Tamara reacted.

Mandy, Sheila and her mother Carrie, were with Karin part of the support team for the swimming team. Tamara knew that they got together regularly for coffee and chit chat. She was unaware that today happened to be the day that Karen was hosting the group.

“Don’t worry, I’ll leave you guys alone to escape. However, I have turned on the CCTV system, so that I can keep an eye on you.”

The shop had several closed circuit television camera’s that connected to the house and could be viewed on any computer in the house, she could even watch the feeds on her phone.

“Now, try to escape.” She said with a laugh and walked away to the exit of the shop, turning off the light and closing the door behind her.

Just as she walked towards the house, Carrie arrived in her Ford Edge. Karen waited for her to get out of the car.

“Hi Karen, how are you? Busy?” Carrie asked, pointing at the shop.

“Nah, just a few loose ends to take care off. Let’s get in the house, the coffee should be ready. I can see Sheila’s car come up the road, so she will be here soon. Miranda might come too this afternoon.”

“Sounds good. Let’s go.”

Together they walked towards the house, Carrie unaware of the fact her daughter, together with Karen’s kids, were tightly tied, fighting their bonds, in the dark garage, only a few yards away.
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Well that escalated quickly....in a good way :D

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These stories are really well written. The gang of players is getting larger. The descriptions of the bondage are detailed without being over technical. Characters are developing a bit too. This is excellent. I hope a long series follows.

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You sure didn't disappoint! Great interactions between the characters, and I'm curious where this is going.

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Teenage boy tied up gagged and blindfolded his mum, with his girlfriend and sister, three of mum's friends coming ropes nd, one of who has bondage experience. Out in a big rambling house with basement and outbuildings, all isolated.

Did you read my mind ?!??

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Hmmm. Tied to a pole blindfolded and gagged for hours on end. Tim also had earplugs,in the first scene. I'd love that to happen to be.

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Still good. Can't wait to see what happens next.
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Wow, lots of reactions, thanks guys!
gaggednbarefoot wrote:
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Did you read my mind ?!??
Yes :-) Okay, maybe not, at least not intentionally, but I am glad the story is fitting your needs.
Gaggedgeekgirl wrote:
6 months ago
Tied to a pole blindfolded and gagged for hours on end. Tim also had earplugs,in the first scene. I'd love that to happen to be.
Been there, done that. Wouldn't mind doing it again :-)
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slackywacky wrote:
6 months ago
Wow, lots of reactions, thanks guys!
gaggednbarefoot wrote:
6 months ago
Did you read my mind ?!??
Yes :-) Okay, maybe not, at least not intentionally, but I am glad the story is fitting your needs.
Gaggedgeekgirl wrote:
6 months ago
Tied to a pole blindfolded and gagged for hours on end. Tim also had earplugs,in the first scene. I'd love that to happen to be.
Been there, done that. Wouldn't mind doing it again :-)
I'd love to be tied up for a few hours, gagged blindfolded and ear plugged. not sure how long I could manage standing tied to a pole. I'm ure it's some kind of torture on the legs.

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“Right, that settles who does what for the coming 4 meets.” Karen said, getting up from her seat at the table and grabbing the coffee pot. “Who wants some more coffee?”

Carrie lifted her cup as a sign that she wanted some more. At 45, she was the oldest of the group sitting at the table. She had the same green eyes as her daughter, her only child, and long auburn hair that hung loose around her face and cascaded over her shoulders, but she was a little shorter and not as well endowed. She worked as a nurse at the local hospital.

“Where did you get these cookies, they are great?” She remarked, while waiting for Karen to fill her cup.

“The local market, last month. I have not been back yet, so I do not know if they still have them. Would be a shame if I can’t buy some more of them, as they are very good indeed.” Karen replied.

She stood in the kitchen, looking at her phone, a smile on her face.

“Something interesting?” Mandy asked.

Karen looks up from her phone.

“Oh, sorry, no nothing. Just checking something.”

She puts the phone down and joins her friends at the table.

“I thought Tamara was with Tim today?” Carrie asks.

“Yeah, she came in earlier this morning. I never know what their status is. The one week they hang out constantly and then the next they don’t talk to each other.” Karen replied.

“I know what you mean. Relationships nowadays are not what they used to be.” Sheila added to the conversation.

“They like each other, but they also want their own space. I have no idea what will happen with those two, but for the moment they seemed to bond, and I have no problem with that.” Karen said, smiling about the hidden joke.

“They are great kids. And both are doing well at the swim meets, Tamara broke her personal record last week. Tim has been getting faster and faster too. They seem to take their fitness pretty serious.”

“I agree with you, Carrie. They don’t like to stand around and do nothing.” Karen replied, grinning again.

“Looks like Miranda is coming.” Sheila said, as she could see the driveway from her position at the table.

“I’ll be right back.” Karen said and got up, took her phone and walked to the hallway.

While she waited for Miranda to park and walk to the house, she checked the feed from the shop again. Nothing had changed, at least not visibly, as her three prisoners were still standing tightly bound to the posts. She puts the phone away and opens the door to let Miranda in.

“Hi girl, recovered from yesterday?” Karen asks after Miranda hung her coat on the rack.

“It took a while for the rope marks to disappear.” Miranda replied, walking into the kitchen area.

“Rope marks?” Sheila asks, hearing the tail end of the conversation between Karen and Miranda.

“My boys, with a little help from Tim I suspect, kidnapped us yesterday.” Miranda explains.

They sit down at the table and Miranda tells the story of how they got kidnapped, how the kids pretended to drive them around and how they got rescued.

“It was nice to have a bath afterwards. I did not tell Danny; he would just get angry at the boys and Lucas and Jakub don’t need that.” Miranda said.

“It is just kids having fun.” Sheila added. “I remember those days when my boys used to kidnap me. Luckily I got them to tie me to my lazy chair and turn on the TV, so it was not that bad. And I could have escaped easily, they were not very good at tying me up.”

Sheila was the youngest of the group at 36. Short, a little overweight with short bond hair, she was probably the least glamorous of the five women. You could not call her pretty, she did not have that look, but she was a great mother to her three boys. She and her husband ran the local junk yard.

“I don’t think my daughter ever tied me up, but when I was younger, my cousins tied me up a lot. They were good at it too, if they tied me, I could not get loose until they let me go or my mom found me.” Mandy said.

“They used to tie me too. I remember those days. During the vacations when they came to visit, we would spend a lot of time tied up.” Carrie added.

Carrie and Mandy were related and had known each other since they went to kindergarten. Mandy was two years younger than Carrie and was easily the tallest of the group. Her face was all freckles, even at 43, and she blamed it on being a redhead. Her light red hair was completely natural and currently it was hanging down her back in a long braid. She was rather thin, with small breasts and almost no hips to talk about.

“I remember the one time they used the tape and wrapped it around my head, I could have killed them, it hurt like hell when my dad had to get it off me.” Mandy said

“Oh, I remember that one, they had to cut your hair.” Carrie added.

“That’s why I don’t let myself get tied up anymore.” Mandy stated.

“It was only about two hours yesterday, so it was not bad. Although I suspect Tim was guiding the boys in what to do, I did not know 12-year-old were that imaginative.” Miranda said.

“You’ll be surprised.” Sheila added. “And you could not escape?”

Karen got up and walked to her phone on the kitchen counter.

“No way I was getting out of that one.” She said, while looking at the screen.

“Me neither.” Miranda added. “The ropes were well tied. I did not want to play along when the boys came running into the kitchen, but Karen here raised her hands when they demanded it, and that left me with little choice. They even had us gag and blindfold ourselves.”

“Those kitchen sponges work well.” Karen stated, still looking at the screen.

“Good thing they did not keep us longer. I barely managed to get my bath in before Danny came home from fishing.” Miranda said.

“Talking about going keeping us any longer, I need to go. I was going to drop by my dad on the way home and cook his dinner. And since I have no idea when Tamara is coming home, I’ll better get going.” Carrie added.

“Yeah, me too.” Sheila said, while getting up. “I have to get groceries. The kids emptied the cupboard again.”

“Well, I might as well go then too. I still have some work to do at home, before the others arrive.”

Karen looked at her friends and shrugged her shoulders.

“If you don’t want to be here, go bugger off.” She said jokingly. “At least I have my real girlfriend keeping me company. Right, Miranda?”

Everybody laughed. The were all good friends and teased each other often. Karen walked the others to the hallway. They picked up their coats and after a quick hug, Mandy, Sheila and Carrie left the house.

“Kids not here?” Miranda asked when Karen walked back into the kitchen area.

She was standing at the kitchen counter with a refilled cup of coffee and was looking at the phone that was lying on the counter. Karen remembered she had not locked the screen, so it was still showing the view from the CCTV camera’s in the shop.

“Really? You ask me that question while you are looking at my phone?” Karen replied, grinning.

“Looks like somebody was busy today.” Miranda pointed at the screen. “Is this live?”

“Yes, it is. It is my revenge for yesterday. Did you know that Tim and Sally kept me tied up for another 2 hours after you left? He pulled the gag out of my mouth when you left so I could say goodbye and then he stuffed it right back in.”

“I wondered why you did not stay downstairs. And the third person?”

“Tamara.”

“Tamara? You had Tamara tied to a pole in your garage, while you had coffee with her mother? Now that is cheeky.”

“Not my place to tell a mother what her daughter is doing. She is old enough to tell her mother if she wants to. Plus, I did not hear Tamara complain.”

“She is gagged!” Miranda added.

“They all are. And I should really go and check up on them, Tim and Tamara have been tied up since 1:30, so three hours. Sally has been there for a little over 2 hours.”

Miranda was one of the few people who knew Karen had been a bondage model in her youth, but Karen never told her that she played bondage games with her husband. That was something between him and her and that did not need to be made public.

“Looks though.” Miranda said, looking at the phone. “What did Tamara do to get roped into this?”

“She just happens to be here. She surprised me, when I told Tim he was going to be tied up, she told me she wanted to get tied up too. And when I went easy on her, she told me that she did not want any favors and her bonds needed to be as tight as Tim’s. They are actually a lot tighter, and maybe I went a bit too far, but she was still smiling when I gagged her.”

“She is very athletic. I think she can handle standing there for a while.”

“Looks that way. Come on, let’s walk to the shop.”

They left the kitchen, put on their coats and walked to the shop.

“It’s raining.” Miranda complained.

“I know, the weather forecast said it will rain all night and most of tomorrow.” Karen replied.

They entered through the access door, turned the lights on and Karen guided Miranda to where the prisoners stood. With an expert eye, Karen could see that none of the kids had made any headway towards getting loose. She did notice a puddle at Sally’s feet. Walking up to her daughter, she undid the scarf that kept the wadding in her mouth. She pulled the sponge out of Sally’s mouth.

“Had a little accident?” She whispered in her daughters’ ear.

“Yes, I should have gone to the bathroom before you tied me up. Can you untie me, being wet from this is not a feeling I enjoy?” She whispered back.

Karen had not removed the blindfold yet, but when she did, Sally looked surprised to see Miranda. She turned a little red.

“Really mum, did you have to bring guests?” She said out loud.

Both Tim and Tamara started moving and grunting in their gags. They wondered who Karen had brought.

“Let me clean this up a little, before I get you all untied.” Karen said.

A couple minutes later there were no signs that Sally had a little accident and she sighed when her mother started to untie Tim instead of her.

“He, I was first!” She said.

“No, you were not, but maybe Miranda can help you?” Karen said.

Miranda obliged and tried to make sense of all the ropes and knots.

“You really did not want them to escape, did you? She asked Karen.

“Now what would be the fun in that.” Karen replied while working on the ropes that held her son to the support.

She had not removed his gag or blindfold, she figured he could do that himself. She just untied enough ropes so that she knew he could get out himself. Miranda was still working on Sally and Tamara stood quietly waiting for her turn.

“Thanks mom.” He said, when he finally got the gag out of his mouth.

“Hmmmppppffffffff.” Tamara grunted in her gag.

“Coming, need to get a few more ropes off myself first.” He replied.

Tim and Sally untied the last ropes almost at the same time, although Sally had still help from Miranda. Karen was standing a few feet away, watching the scene.

“Mom, you know we would never have escaped from this.” Sally said to her mother.

“Be happy that I did not leave you any longer. The fact that Miranda saw the camera feed was your lucky moment of the day.”

Tim turned towards his girlfriend, who was still tightly tied to the post, blindfolded and gagged. He removed the blindfold and looked in her green eyes.

“Maybe I should leave you a little longer. You look nice like this.” He said.

Tamara shook her head. She did not want to be tied up longer. The strain on her shoulders from having her elbows pulled together behind the pole started to get to her. Not being able to move for 3 hours was not as easy as it sounded. And she knew she would have to hide the rope marks from her father and mother when, if, she got home tonight. She was still fully tied.

“Hmmmppppffffffff.” She said.

“I have no idea what you just said.” Tim said. “But it sounded like you asked me to tickle you.”

“Hmmmppppffffffff!” She cried out at an higher pitch, shaking her head.

“We’ll leave you two alone. Tim, be a gentleman.” Karen said to her son.

“Yes mother.” He replied, poking a finger in Tamara’s side, which resulted in a loud gagged scream.

Sally, Karen and Miranda walked away from the two love birds and went back towards the house. Just before they left the shop they heard another gagged scream.

“Kids will always be kids.” Miranda said.

Sally and Karen laughed, before they closed the door to the shop.

“Thanks for helping clean up my little accident, mom.” Sally said, holding arms with her mother while walking back to the house.

“No problem, love. Lesson learned I hope, before getting tied up, go to the bathroom.” Karen replied.

She had been in the same position a couple of times, but you learned very fast not to drink too much before a bondage photo shoot and go to the bathroom every chance you got.

“I wonder if the camera feed is still on.” Miranda said when they entered the house and walked into the kitchen.

“Oh no, you don’t.” Karen said, smiling, grabbing her phone from the kitchen sink.

“I’ll go and clean up.” Sally said while Miranda and Karen sat down at the kitchen table. “See you later.”

“Oh, sometimes I wish I was young again.” Miranda said, thinking about Tim and Tamara in the shop.

Both women laughed. In the shop somebody was laughing too, and the other person was in tears. Tim was merciless in his attack on Tamara’s sides. He knew she was ticklish and having her helplessly tied to the support made things a lot easier. He was laughing at her reactions. Tamara had to laugh so hard, she started crying. The gag muted the sound and distorted it, but it was clear she was laughing. She bucked in her bonds, but the ropes held her tight and there was nothing she could do to prevent Tim from tickling her. But she knew that next time when he was in her position, her revenge would be similar.

“Hope you enjoyed this.” Tim said, kissing her on the gag.

Tamara just stood there, not that she could do anything else, and was breathing hard. The ropes felt so much tighter now, after she had fought them with all her strength, and she was sure that she would stay tied until somebody released her. That somebody did not look like it was Tim, as he was just sitting on the ground in front of her with a grin on his face, looking at her.

“I am sorry.” He said and Tamara looked at him with a question on her face. “I am sorry I got you in this position, tied for this long. It was not my plan to spend the day tightly bound and gagged. All my muscles hurt from how tight she tied me, and it looks like you are tied even tighter. But I think we should enjoy this moment, shall we?”

With no idea what he was on about, she just looked at him, until he got up and walked away towards the exit.

“Hmmmpppffffffff!” She screamed, but he ignored her.

She wanted out. Being able to move again, being able to talk again, being able to swallow again. But Tim walked away and moments later the lights went off again, she heard the door slam shut and she was all alone. Except for a whole bunch of rope on the floor, there was no evidence that other people had been tied up here. It had excited her when she found out her mother was going to be so close, but so far away, she tied up in the shop, her mother in the house having coffee. Now that she was the only one left tied to the supports, it was not that funny anymore.

“Hmmmpppfffffffff!” She screamed again, but there was no reaction.

She searched for the camera’s she knew where installed in the shop, but in the dark she could not see them. For the zillions time she fought her bonds, but there was no movement. She was completely helpless and had no idea when she would be released.
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Well that is one heck of a way to introduce your girlfriend to your family's "games" :D

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Another very long chapter. Very well written as always

Tim is a very hard on her. I wonder if he just lost his girlfriend, or made a tie-up friend for life. Or rephrased, whether Tamara enters the family, or not.

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