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I can’t wait to see how Mark makes things up to Faye, while naturally hoping the whole experience doesn’t leave her cold and uninspired to continue in the role of roped up damsel. But then it’s over to you Grand Master @slackywacky to make us all speechless with your writing skills
One wonders why Fay doesn't blame her father and why Mark is doing this to Fay. I expect I will find out in time.
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137 – Release in sight
“Are you going to untie her?” Carrie asked Mark.
They were standing in the living room of Carrie’s place. Mark had brought his daughter, still hogtied, into the house and gently put her on the couch. After leaving Karen, the cars had driven to Miranda’s place. With it being close to 1 AM, the roads were mostly empty, and they made good time. The twins, Lucas, and Jacob, were riding with Carrie and Tamara, while Miranda and Fay were in the back of the van, still tied and gagged. As Mark did not want to get pulled over again, he was careful and obeyed the speed limit and traffic lights. Not that there were many traffic lights on the route. When they got to Miranda’s place, Mark opened the side door and released the rope holding both females down to the floor of the van.
“Let me get that hogtie rope.” He said, fumbling with the knot.
The knots had tightened, and it took a few moments and soft curses to get them undone.
“Hmmppfff.” Miranda grinned.
Finally, he got the rope undone and Miranda sighed as she was able to stretch her legs again. Without releasing any more ropes, or her gag, Mark helped Miranda out of the van. The twins had come to see if Mark needed help. Carrie and Tamara stayed in their car.
“You guys open the door; I’ll carry her in.” Mark said.
Miranda looked at Mark as he carried her towards the door of her house. At least he carried her. She had half expected to have to hop.
“Hmmppffff.” She mumbled.
“I have no idea what you are saying, but you look great like this.” Mark replied.
Miranda had to grin again. Tightly bound and gagged and this guy, this handsome guy, was telling her she looked good. Her hair was a mess, her medieval clothes needed a wash, although the dirt streaks made them more authentic. It was not something she would have dreamed ever happening to her. With her and Danny splitting up, even if they were not officially married, she had not thought she would meet somebody else so soon. And especially somebody who paid attention to her and who seem to enjoy keeping her prisoner. She was not sure that last thing was a good thing, she already had the twins tying her up, all she needed was another person to keep her bound and gagged.
“Where do you want to leave her?” Lucas asked.
“I’ll put her on her bed. You guys can make sure she gets untied. Right?”
The twins nodded, looking at each other.
“Yes, we’ll release her.” Lucas said, before guiding Mark into the house.
Mark followed Lucas and Jacob to Miranda’s bedroom, and he gently placed the helpless woman on the bed.
“See you later today.” He said, before kissing her on the cheek.
Both Lucas and Jacob grinned.
“Don’t worry, we’ll keep her safe.” Jacob said, a grin on his face.
“Hmmpppfffff.” Miranda mumbled.
“Thanks guys.” Mark called out to the twins as he walked back to his van.
The twins closed the door after him. Fay, the only prisoner left in the van was lying quietly, just waiting for things to happen. There was not more she could do. Mark had left the side door of the van open, but she was too tightly tight and exhausted to do something with it. And neither Carrie or Tamara came checking up on her. Her father coming back to the van startled her.
“Let me secure that rope again.” Mark said as he leaned into the van.
“Maybe you should let me go instead.” Fay thought, but it was obvious her father had other plans.
He fixed the rope in place, keeping Fay in her spot, closed the side door and got in the driver’s seat. The engine started up and moments later he followed Carrie and Tamara.
“I apologize.” Mark had said to Fay while he drove towards Carrie’s place.
Fay was still as tightly tied as earlier and due to the gag could not reply. She had no idea how long she had been tied, but she figured it would be around nine or ten hours. Some very long hours. In the beginning it had been fun, then she got fed up with it and just wanted out, but nobody untied her. Even worse, her father acted as ringleader and was actively telling people to leave her tied. Fay had to laugh, as on the one side she was angry at her father for keeping her tied, on the other side it had been an experience she never had before. As a kid she had been tied up a few times, but that was cowboy and Indian stuff. This was more grown-up stuff. Whenever people interacted with her, it felt great. It was the moments in between where nothing happened that were the moments where she got bored, and she wanted out. Her mind was making up stories, being the daughter of the president and being held for ransom. Or a princess who was tom be married, against her will, to the much older lord of the castle.
“I would not mind getting rid of this bloody gag.” Fay thought.
The wad in her mouth was sodden and she had been drooling for some time.
“One of the least favorite things of being tied up.” She thought.
She had tried to escape her bonds, many times during the hours being tied up, but all with the same result, nothing happened. The ropes kept her prisoner, the gag kept her quiet and she could do nothing to change it.
“I may have overdone it a bit tonight.” Mark said, while driving. “Understand that it was not my intention, things kind of happened.”
After they had left Miranda’s place, Mark had figured out that he could just have had Fay travel with Tamara, instead of him bringing her. But that was after they were already on the road again, and Mark figured it gave him a chance to talk to Fay. A pretty one-sided conversation though.
“Hmmppfff.” Fay grunted as they went over a bump, probably the disused railroad tracks in town.
“I am not sure you will forgive me; I understand. I know Karen, Miranda and their kids play these games a lot, I figured it would be good for you to connect with them. There is something happening between Miranda and me and I wanted you to not feel left out. She is a gorgeous and funny woman and I like her very much. Maybe this was my way of letting you know I want to see Miranda more.”
Fay snorted in her gag, an attempt at a laugh.
“You had to be pretty blind to not see that the two of you like each other.” Fay thought.
“I know I could have done it differently, but I was caught up in the moment. Looking back, I should have called it quits way earlier. Sorry.”
“Hmmppfff.” Fay grunted.
She knew her fathers’ intentions were good, his execution maybe a little wonky, but she figured if she was going to see more of Miranda and the twins, she might as well get used to being tied up, it was probably going to be part of her life. She knew the twins fancied her, she had seen the glances, but many kids at school did. Being a cheerleader did not help, but she had no boyfriend now, she had male and female friends, but school was more important to her.
“We’re almost there.” Her father had said.
A few more bumps in the road and the van stopped. She could hear her dad leave the drivers seat and the side door slid open. He removed the rope holding her down to the floor and without untying her, lifted her up at her shoulder and ankles and carried her to the font door, which Carrie had opened. He followed her into the house, making sure not to bump his prisoner into doors or walls and not to drop her. Gently he placed her on the couch.
“Are you going to untie her?” Carrie had asked Mark.
Fay moved her head, looking at the two adults in the room. Tamara showed up a few minutes later and without saying a word, started to untie the helpless woman. Mark stepped up and helped. It took fairly long to untie Fay, as she had fought her bonds hard, and all the knots were tight. Finally, she did not even move, she just lay there on the couch, Fay was free.
“Come on. We’ll let you have a bath, while mum makes something to eat for you.” Tamara said, helping Fay up.
Now that she was free, and the mentioning of food, made her realize she was indeed hungry. Fay and Tamara headed to the door to the hallway, when Fay stopped, turned around, walked over to her father, and kissed him on the cheek.
“You are forgiven.” She grinned, before following Tamara.
Carrie laughed.
“Lucky you.” She grinned.
“Think so.” Mark answered. “I will see you all later today. I better head home.”
“Yes, you will.”
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137 – Release in sight
“Are you going to untie her?” Carrie asked Mark.
They were standing in the living room of Carrie’s place. Mark had brought his daughter, still hogtied, into the house and gently put her on the couch. After leaving Karen, the cars had driven to Miranda’s place. With it being close to 1 AM, the roads were mostly empty, and they made good time. The twins, Lucas, and Jacob, were riding with Carrie and Tamara, while Miranda and Fay were in the back of the van, still tied and gagged. As Mark did not want to get pulled over again, he was careful and obeyed the speed limit and traffic lights. Not that there were many traffic lights on the route. When they got to Miranda’s place, Mark opened the side door and released the rope holding both females down to the floor of the van.
“Let me get that hogtie rope.” He said, fumbling with the knot.
The knots had tightened, and it took a few moments and soft curses to get them undone.
“Hmmppfff.” Miranda grinned.
Finally, he got the rope undone and Miranda sighed as she was able to stretch her legs again. Without releasing any more ropes, or her gag, Mark helped Miranda out of the van. The twins had come to see if Mark needed help. Carrie and Tamara stayed in their car.
“You guys open the door; I’ll carry her in.” Mark said.
Miranda looked at Mark as he carried her towards the door of her house. At least he carried her. She had half expected to have to hop.
“Hmmppffff.” She mumbled.
“I have no idea what you are saying, but you look great like this.” Mark replied.
Miranda had to grin again. Tightly bound and gagged and this guy, this handsome guy, was telling her she looked good. Her hair was a mess, her medieval clothes needed a wash, although the dirt streaks made them more authentic. It was not something she would have dreamed ever happening to her. With her and Danny splitting up, even if they were not officially married, she had not thought she would meet somebody else so soon. And especially somebody who paid attention to her and who seem to enjoy keeping her prisoner. She was not sure that last thing was a good thing, she already had the twins tying her up, all she needed was another person to keep her bound and gagged.
“Where do you want to leave her?” Lucas asked.
“I’ll put her on her bed. You guys can make sure she gets untied. Right?”
The twins nodded, looking at each other.
“Yes, we’ll release her.” Lucas said, before guiding Mark into the house.
Mark followed Lucas and Jacob to Miranda’s bedroom, and he gently placed the helpless woman on the bed.
“See you later today.” He said, before kissing her on the cheek.
Both Lucas and Jacob grinned.
“Don’t worry, we’ll keep her safe.” Jacob said, a grin on his face.
“Hmmpppfffff.” Miranda mumbled.
“Thanks guys.” Mark called out to the twins as he walked back to his van.
The twins closed the door after him. Fay, the only prisoner left in the van was lying quietly, just waiting for things to happen. There was not more she could do. Mark had left the side door of the van open, but she was too tightly tight and exhausted to do something with it. And neither Carrie or Tamara came checking up on her. Her father coming back to the van startled her.
“Let me secure that rope again.” Mark said as he leaned into the van.
“Maybe you should let me go instead.” Fay thought, but it was obvious her father had other plans.
He fixed the rope in place, keeping Fay in her spot, closed the side door and got in the driver’s seat. The engine started up and moments later he followed Carrie and Tamara.
“I apologize.” Mark had said to Fay while he drove towards Carrie’s place.
Fay was still as tightly tied as earlier and due to the gag could not reply. She had no idea how long she had been tied, but she figured it would be around nine or ten hours. Some very long hours. In the beginning it had been fun, then she got fed up with it and just wanted out, but nobody untied her. Even worse, her father acted as ringleader and was actively telling people to leave her tied. Fay had to laugh, as on the one side she was angry at her father for keeping her tied, on the other side it had been an experience she never had before. As a kid she had been tied up a few times, but that was cowboy and Indian stuff. This was more grown-up stuff. Whenever people interacted with her, it felt great. It was the moments in between where nothing happened that were the moments where she got bored, and she wanted out. Her mind was making up stories, being the daughter of the president and being held for ransom. Or a princess who was tom be married, against her will, to the much older lord of the castle.
“I would not mind getting rid of this bloody gag.” Fay thought.
The wad in her mouth was sodden and she had been drooling for some time.
“One of the least favorite things of being tied up.” She thought.
She had tried to escape her bonds, many times during the hours being tied up, but all with the same result, nothing happened. The ropes kept her prisoner, the gag kept her quiet and she could do nothing to change it.
“I may have overdone it a bit tonight.” Mark said, while driving. “Understand that it was not my intention, things kind of happened.”
After they had left Miranda’s place, Mark had figured out that he could just have had Fay travel with Tamara, instead of him bringing her. But that was after they were already on the road again, and Mark figured it gave him a chance to talk to Fay. A pretty one-sided conversation though.
“Hmmppfff.” Fay grunted as they went over a bump, probably the disused railroad tracks in town.
“I am not sure you will forgive me; I understand. I know Karen, Miranda and their kids play these games a lot, I figured it would be good for you to connect with them. There is something happening between Miranda and me and I wanted you to not feel left out. She is a gorgeous and funny woman and I like her very much. Maybe this was my way of letting you know I want to see Miranda more.”
Fay snorted in her gag, an attempt at a laugh.
“You had to be pretty blind to not see that the two of you like each other.” Fay thought.
“I know I could have done it differently, but I was caught up in the moment. Looking back, I should have called it quits way earlier. Sorry.”
“Hmmppfff.” Fay grunted.
She knew her fathers’ intentions were good, his execution maybe a little wonky, but she figured if she was going to see more of Miranda and the twins, she might as well get used to being tied up, it was probably going to be part of her life. She knew the twins fancied her, she had seen the glances, but many kids at school did. Being a cheerleader did not help, but she had no boyfriend now, she had male and female friends, but school was more important to her.
“We’re almost there.” Her father had said.
A few more bumps in the road and the van stopped. She could hear her dad leave the drivers seat and the side door slid open. He removed the rope holding her down to the floor and without untying her, lifted her up at her shoulder and ankles and carried her to the font door, which Carrie had opened. He followed her into the house, making sure not to bump his prisoner into doors or walls and not to drop her. Gently he placed her on the couch.
“Are you going to untie her?” Carrie had asked Mark.
Fay moved her head, looking at the two adults in the room. Tamara showed up a few minutes later and without saying a word, started to untie the helpless woman. Mark stepped up and helped. It took fairly long to untie Fay, as she had fought her bonds hard, and all the knots were tight. Finally, she did not even move, she just lay there on the couch, Fay was free.
“Come on. We’ll let you have a bath, while mum makes something to eat for you.” Tamara said, helping Fay up.
Now that she was free, and the mentioning of food, made her realize she was indeed hungry. Fay and Tamara headed to the door to the hallway, when Fay stopped, turned around, walked over to her father, and kissed him on the cheek.
“You are forgiven.” She grinned, before following Tamara.
Carrie laughed.
“Lucky you.” She grinned.
“Think so.” Mark answered. “I will see you all later today. I better head home.”
“Yes, you will.”
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I’m so glad Fay and Mark had at least a one sided conversation, that all is forgiven, and that Mark has admitted his feelings for Miranda even if that became obvious a while. But I think the best part is Fay accepting the fact she’s likely to find herself bound and gagged a lot more often.
Fantastic update as always oh Grand Master
Fantastic update as always oh Grand Master
So, Fay got finally out - and that Father and Daughter had a Conversation about the Events is good. Miranda on the other Hand ... I have the feeling the Twins will not let her out too soon. Those two have a Tendency not know when enough is enough .... there might be a serious talk in order .... but I am sure @slackywacky will surprise us - as he always does. Well done!
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Great update to move the story forward with character development and insight to upcoming chapters. Looking forward to the dynamics of Mark and Miranda as well as Mark and Fay.
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@slackywacky, your latest chapter is splendid. The way that you have integrated Mark and Fay into the family is wonderful. Bless you for keeping us well entertained.
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138 – Getting ready
Karen came out of her bedroom dressed in her medieval costume. The alarm clock showed it was 7:30 AM. They had to be at the fair grounds by 9, as the Medieval fair would open at 10 for the public, and she wanted to have time for breakfast. It was quiet in the house, everybody else was still in their bedrooms.
“Tim, time to get up.” She called out on her way to the bathroom. “Same for you Sally and DW.”
There was no reaction from either room, so once Karen was done, she walked to Tim’s room, knocked, and the door further open, as Tim slept with the door open. Walking up to the bed and throwing back the bed cover, she found a bound Tim.
“Sally, get your ass in here.” Karen called out, as she suspected that Sally had something to do with Tim’s predicament.
Tim 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, not touching, 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.
“Moring.” Tim said, telling Karen that his gag was only a cleave gag.
“Where’s your sister?” Karen asked.
Tim just shrugged.
“Let me check on her.”
Karen left Tim on his bed and walked over to Sally’s room. She knocked but there was no reply. In contrast to Timm, Sally slept with her door closed, so she opened the door.
“Wake up lazy bones.” Karen said. “Oh…”
She could see why Sally was not responding. The young woman was lying on her bed, like Tim, on her left side. Im contrast to Tim, Sally was tied a lot tighter. With arms crushed together behind her back and several loops of rope around her torso, and her legs tied at ankles and knees, she was tied in a tight hogtie, her hands easily touching her heels.
“Hmmppfffff.”
A smiling Sally looked at her mom, her black hair a mess since she was wearing a large harness ballgag that prevented any speech. Karen knew that Sally enjoyed tight bonds more than her brother, and DW would tie her up if she asked him. After his operation, he returned to being the DW they had come to know. He had talked to Karen about the fact that Sally wanted to sleep tight like that. It was, again, one of those things that reminded her how much her daughter was like her when she was her age.
“Time to get up.” Karen said to Sally and DW.
DW looked up, looking sleepy.
“Huh, what?” He mumbled.
“Time to get up and untie Sally. She was going to help me today. What time did you tie her up?”
“Around 2 AM. She could not sleep. Once she was tied, she fell asleep in minutes.”
Karen grinned.
“Yeah, I know that feeling. But just don’t overdo it, okay, she does not need nerve damage at her age.”
“I try.” He grinned.
“Hmmppfffff.” Sally grunted.
“I’ll make tea and breakfast. You guys have 20 minutes. And don’t forget to untie Tim.” She said before walking out of the room.
Karen was sipping her tea and browsing through the news on her tablet 15 minutes later, when Sally and Tim walked into the kitchen.
“DW taking his time again?” Karen asked.
“You know him, he is worse than a woman.” Sally grinned.
The ate breakfast, with DW showing up not much later.
“Are you coming with us to the fair?” Karen asked DW.
“Sally and I will pick up my mom and sister first. We’ll be there to help you. And I must take pictures at the slave auction later today.”
“Fundraiser auction.” Karen corrected him. “We can’t really call it a slave auction.”
Sally grinned.
“Yeah, right, as if nobody sees through that name.” Tim said.
“I know.”
“BEEP”
“Wow, that was loud.” Sally responded to her mother’s phone beeping.
“I turned the volume up so I could hear it at the fair, I did not return it yet to its normal level.”
Karen read the text.
“Okay, Miranda will be here in 15 minutes. She will take Tim and I to the fair. Don’t forget to lock up if you leave later.”
“We’ll leave when she gets here.”
The finished breakfast and soon they heard a car come into the yard.
“Miranda is here, Tim.” Karen called out, waving at her friend.
“I’m ready.” Tim said.
He had changed into his medieval costume again as a witch hunter. It was based on a few TV series. Everybody grabbed their bags and went outside, Karen locking up.
“Good morning.” Karen said to Miranda.
“What is good about it?” She said.
Karen noticed Miranda looked tired.
“Want me to drive?” She asked her friend.
“Might be a good idea.”
Miranda got out and moved to the passenger seat, while Karen sat in the driver’s seat. Tim settled in the rear seat with the twins. Karen looked back at the twins.
“When did you untie your mother?” She asked them.
Both Jacob and Lucas looked away.
“An hour ago.” Miranda said.
“They kept you bound and gagged all night?”
Karen started the engine and waved at DW and Sally who were taking her Beetle. Putting the car in gear and they drove off.
“It was my fault.” Miranda said when they got to the main road. “The boys put me on my bed and got themselves ready for bed. By the time they came into my room again, I was asleep, so they left me.”
“They could have untied you.” Tim said.
“Mom looked tired, and we figured since she was asleep that we should not bother her.” Lucas defended their action.
“When I woke up at 5, I found that I was still tied up. I managed to hop to their room, but they were both asleep and I did not want to wake them, so I went back to my bed and waited for release.”
Karen gave her friend a look.
“At least they had set an alarm clock, so they could release me in time.” Miranda said.
“You know you bring this onto yourself. You should just have woken them up. You would have had at least a few more hours of sleep.” Karen said.
“I’ll manage. If I get too tired, I’ll take a nap.”
“Just come to our site and we tie you to the witch pole, so you can sleep while we burn you.” Grinned Lucas.
Everybody laughed.
“It is going to be a long day.” Karen sighed, focusing on the road.
“It will be.” Miranda grinned.
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138 – Getting ready
Karen came out of her bedroom dressed in her medieval costume. The alarm clock showed it was 7:30 AM. They had to be at the fair grounds by 9, as the Medieval fair would open at 10 for the public, and she wanted to have time for breakfast. It was quiet in the house, everybody else was still in their bedrooms.
“Tim, time to get up.” She called out on her way to the bathroom. “Same for you Sally and DW.”
There was no reaction from either room, so once Karen was done, she walked to Tim’s room, knocked, and the door further open, as Tim slept with the door open. Walking up to the bed and throwing back the bed cover, she found a bound Tim.
“Sally, get your ass in here.” Karen called out, as she suspected that Sally had something to do with Tim’s predicament.
Tim 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, not touching, 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.
“Moring.” Tim said, telling Karen that his gag was only a cleave gag.
“Where’s your sister?” Karen asked.
Tim just shrugged.
“Let me check on her.”
Karen left Tim on his bed and walked over to Sally’s room. She knocked but there was no reply. In contrast to Timm, Sally slept with her door closed, so she opened the door.
“Wake up lazy bones.” Karen said. “Oh…”
She could see why Sally was not responding. The young woman was lying on her bed, like Tim, on her left side. Im contrast to Tim, Sally was tied a lot tighter. With arms crushed together behind her back and several loops of rope around her torso, and her legs tied at ankles and knees, she was tied in a tight hogtie, her hands easily touching her heels.
“Hmmppfffff.”
A smiling Sally looked at her mom, her black hair a mess since she was wearing a large harness ballgag that prevented any speech. Karen knew that Sally enjoyed tight bonds more than her brother, and DW would tie her up if she asked him. After his operation, he returned to being the DW they had come to know. He had talked to Karen about the fact that Sally wanted to sleep tight like that. It was, again, one of those things that reminded her how much her daughter was like her when she was her age.
“Time to get up.” Karen said to Sally and DW.
DW looked up, looking sleepy.
“Huh, what?” He mumbled.
“Time to get up and untie Sally. She was going to help me today. What time did you tie her up?”
“Around 2 AM. She could not sleep. Once she was tied, she fell asleep in minutes.”
Karen grinned.
“Yeah, I know that feeling. But just don’t overdo it, okay, she does not need nerve damage at her age.”
“I try.” He grinned.
“Hmmppfffff.” Sally grunted.
“I’ll make tea and breakfast. You guys have 20 minutes. And don’t forget to untie Tim.” She said before walking out of the room.
Karen was sipping her tea and browsing through the news on her tablet 15 minutes later, when Sally and Tim walked into the kitchen.
“DW taking his time again?” Karen asked.
“You know him, he is worse than a woman.” Sally grinned.
The ate breakfast, with DW showing up not much later.
“Are you coming with us to the fair?” Karen asked DW.
“Sally and I will pick up my mom and sister first. We’ll be there to help you. And I must take pictures at the slave auction later today.”
“Fundraiser auction.” Karen corrected him. “We can’t really call it a slave auction.”
Sally grinned.
“Yeah, right, as if nobody sees through that name.” Tim said.
“I know.”
“BEEP”
“Wow, that was loud.” Sally responded to her mother’s phone beeping.
“I turned the volume up so I could hear it at the fair, I did not return it yet to its normal level.”
Karen read the text.
“Okay, Miranda will be here in 15 minutes. She will take Tim and I to the fair. Don’t forget to lock up if you leave later.”
“We’ll leave when she gets here.”
The finished breakfast and soon they heard a car come into the yard.
“Miranda is here, Tim.” Karen called out, waving at her friend.
“I’m ready.” Tim said.
He had changed into his medieval costume again as a witch hunter. It was based on a few TV series. Everybody grabbed their bags and went outside, Karen locking up.
“Good morning.” Karen said to Miranda.
“What is good about it?” She said.
Karen noticed Miranda looked tired.
“Want me to drive?” She asked her friend.
“Might be a good idea.”
Miranda got out and moved to the passenger seat, while Karen sat in the driver’s seat. Tim settled in the rear seat with the twins. Karen looked back at the twins.
“When did you untie your mother?” She asked them.
Both Jacob and Lucas looked away.
“An hour ago.” Miranda said.
“They kept you bound and gagged all night?”
Karen started the engine and waved at DW and Sally who were taking her Beetle. Putting the car in gear and they drove off.
“It was my fault.” Miranda said when they got to the main road. “The boys put me on my bed and got themselves ready for bed. By the time they came into my room again, I was asleep, so they left me.”
“They could have untied you.” Tim said.
“Mom looked tired, and we figured since she was asleep that we should not bother her.” Lucas defended their action.
“When I woke up at 5, I found that I was still tied up. I managed to hop to their room, but they were both asleep and I did not want to wake them, so I went back to my bed and waited for release.”
Karen gave her friend a look.
“At least they had set an alarm clock, so they could release me in time.” Miranda said.
“You know you bring this onto yourself. You should just have woken them up. You would have had at least a few more hours of sleep.” Karen said.
“I’ll manage. If I get too tired, I’ll take a nap.”
“Just come to our site and we tie you to the witch pole, so you can sleep while we burn you.” Grinned Lucas.
Everybody laughed.
“It is going to be a long day.” Karen sighed, focusing on the road.
“It will be.” Miranda grinned.
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Slackywacky, also @DeviantArt
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Slackywacky, also @DeviantArt
My active stories:
- All in the family - Updated 8/05
- Bondage model by choice - Updated 7/05
- Hitchhiker - Updated 5/05
and the saga continues well done
Nice update as always, though I will never get to enjoy a male bound, the way you give just the right amount of detail to be enjoyed whether with Tim or the girls/mothers without going over the top is truly masterful @slackywacky