Sarah Part 1

My name is Sarah. I'm a single mom who used to let my son play tie up games when he was younger. Nothing too serious and he was just a kid so his ties were never that good any way. It was always easy for me to escape but I pretended I couldn't so the games would be fun for him. It stopped when he was 10 and I had forgotten about it until one day when he had his friend Dan.
They were 15 at the time. I had been on disability for months. I slipped and fell at work and while I wasn't injured to the point that I couldn't walk or anything like that they still gave me disability and a cash settlement so I had a full year to sit around at home and do nothing.
Sam and Dan wanted to play a new game they came up with called "hostage" where they would take me hostage in my own home and pretend to rob the place. I wasn't interested at first but after some begging and pleading I said oh alright and gave in.

I was wearing an old button up blouse with sweat pants and black knee high stockings. I asked them if I could at least lie down on the couch and they said sure. Sam went and got something from the basement. It was a bundle of rope. They split the ropes up and Sam tied my hands behind my back while Dan tied my ankles. I was both shocked and impressed. I guess being in the boy scouts had taught Sam and his friend to tie tighter knots because I couldn't get loose at all. The ropes were tight and inescapable.

They switched into their roles as robbers after I was tied up.
"Let's rob this place quick and go" Sam said.
"You take upstairs and I'll check down here" Dan said.
I played along and begged them to please let me go. "You can have anything you want. Just don't hurt me. Let me go and take whatever you want. Just please untie me."
"We should gag her" Sam said. "We can't have her making too much noise."
I broke character and said "Hey you don't have to gag me. I think you're taking this a little too seriously." When Sam I played tie up games when he was younger it was simple tie ups. He never insisted on gagging me so I was very surprised to say the least.

Sam came back with a long white cloth and tied a thick knot in the center. Before I could protest any further the knot was stuffed in my mouth and the cloth was tied snuggly behind my head.
"Mmmmfff. Mmmmmphhh. Mmmmmmppppphhhh." I tested it out. It was quite effective.

They went about "robbing" the house. I sat there the whole time trying to loosen those knots but I had no luck at all. When they were done Sam said "I guess we have to leave her tied up so she doesn't call the cops."
I figured he was just staying in character but they never did untie me. Instead they went and played video games in Sam's room and left me tied up on the couch. They were nice enough to turn the TV on for me. I was so caught up in the movie I was watching I would almost forget I was tied up. Only when I tried to move my hands or ankles did I remember that I was a prisoner in my own house! I couldn't believe it.

Sam came down a little while later and said he was going to run to the store to get some snacks. "Be back soon mom. Dan will keep an eye on you until I get back."

"Sorry about this Mrs. M." Dan always called me Mrs. M even though I was single. "Here let me do you a little favor. I'll rub your feet for you. Sometimes I rub my moms feet when they are all sore. I'm actually very good at it."
I couldn't protest with my gag and a foot massage actually didn't sound bad at all. I could tell Dan enjoyed touching the nylons on my feet. Maybe he was enjoying it a little too much but as long as he didn't try anything funny or overstep his bounds it was okay. And he really was good at it.

I moaned through my gag as he rubbed my tired soles and massaged all my toes individually.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it. I hope the ropes aren't too tight. My mom always complains that we tie her up too tight and she gets mad."
We? Did that mean my son and his friend were tying up his friends mom?

Dan finished rubbing my nylon feet before Sam got home. Dan untied my legs and Sam removed my cloth gag and untied my wrists. When Dan went home I had a talk with Sam.
"Sam have you and Dan been tying up his mom when you go over his house?"
"Well yes. She doesn't mind. It's just harmless fun."
"Sam I'd prefer it if you didn't tie up your friends mom. I don't want you to get in trouble or have her come to me complaining about it. Is that understood?"
"Yes mom." I could see he was disappointed.
I knew I was going to possibily wind up regretting this but I said "if you want you can tie me up instead."
"Really?" he said all excited. "Do you mean it?"
"Yes but only on weekends and your homework needs to be done first."
"Ok deal."


Next weekend Sam and Dan wanted to play "hostage" again. This time instead of "robbing" the house, the game was that they were wanted criminals and they needed a place to lay low and hide out from the police. I pretended to be busy in the kitchen when they snuck in and Sam put his hand over my mouth.
"Don't scream lady. We need a place to hide out for a while. But we can't have you running off on us and alerting the neighbors. So we're going to have to tie you up."

They had a chair set up for me in the living room and Sam had the rope ready for me.
Sam tied my hands behind the chair. More rope was cinched around my waist and tied behind the chair and over my bound wrists. Dan tied my ankles separately to the legs of the chair. I was wearing nylons again under my sweats and Dan seemed to enjoy touching my feet as he tied them.
Sam used a knotted cloth again and tied it behind my head. I spent hours tied to that chair while they played video games.

The next day they wanted to play hostage again. This time I asked them if they would at least tie me up in my bed so I can stretch out a bit. They tied my ankles and wrists.
"We should gag her so she can't call out for help" Dan said.
"Good idea" Sam said.
I was expecting another knotted cloth gag. But Sam came back with a roll of duct tape. I was shaking my head no but he ripped a piece off and covered my mouth. Then another piece over that and then another piece.

They left me alone to struggle. Two hours went by before Dan came in to check on me. "Hey Mrs. M. Sam went to the park to meet up with some friends. He'll be back soon. I told him I'd stay and keep an eye on you, make sure you're ok. Would you like another foot massage?"
"Mmhm" I grumbled and nodded my head. I was wearing sweats and tan nylons. Dan rubbed my head gently, caressed my stockinged feet and soles and rubbed my toes. He accidently tickled me a bit and I grunted through my tape gag.
"Oops sorry. Sometimes I do that to my moms feet too. She hates being tickled."
He ran one finger up and down my foot to tease me. "Cootchie cootchie coo" he said jokingly.

Sam got back a little while later and they untied me. Sam removed my gag by ripping the tape hard off my lips.
"Ouch! Why don't you just rip my lips off next time!"

This wasn't the last time they tied me up. They decided to continue this every weekend. Next time I will tell the story of when they tied me up with Dan's mom!

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