Sally was taking her dirty dishes to the kitchen when she heard a car door slam. "Oh, no!" thought the little girl. She ran back into the family room just in time to see the incredulous expression on her sister's face.

"What the......," she Angie exclaimed. "Who did this to Mom?"

Jan groaned inwardly as little Sally began to cry. "No....nobody did it....I mean nobody else....," the little girl blubbered. "I mean I did it......it's a secret game that Mommy and I play."

"Tie up?" Angie responded. "You and Mom play "tie up" when I am not here?"

"Ye.....yes." answered the little girl.

"How long has Mom been tied?" Angie asked, looking at her naked, bent over Mother.

"Since......," the little girl stammered. "Since last night."

"Jeepers!" exclaimed Angie. "Let's get her untied."

Angie reached to untie the rope holding her Mom's arms in the strict strappado while Sally unbuckled the spreader bar.

Angie started to release her Mom's elbows when Sally stopped her. "Hold it, Angie," said the little girl. "Mom likes to have her hands untied as the very last thing."

"Whatever..." shrugged Angie. "But hurry up!"

Sally quickly untied the scarf around her Mother's neck, and gingerly tugged the sodden pillowcase off of her head. She reached behind her Mom's head and untied the knot of the blindfold, allowing the cloth to fall to the floor.

Jan grimaced as she opened her eyes, blinking against the sudden light and the stinging sweat. Her brow furrowed in consternation when she saw the look of astonishment on her older daughter's face. Angie was almost 13...the age when girl's hormones begin to kick in, and their relations with their Mothers often become strained. Standing before her daughter naked, bound and gagged, Jan immediately worried about the effect as a role model and authority figure to the budding teenager.

Sally quickly untied the damp scarf around her Mom's mouth revealing the rolled scarf that was tied so tightly between her teeth and a peak of the panties wadded inside her mouth. Saliva flowed wetly over Jan's distended lower lip, and dripped from the corner of her mouth. Sally untied the knot, and pulled the tightly tied gag from between her Mother's lips. Jan groaned as she shifted her aching jaw for the first time in many hours. She tried to push the 3 pairs of sodden panties out of her mouth with her tongue, but the wad was too large, and tightly wedged behind her teeth.

"Aaaaaaaissssssssooooofffff!"

Little Sally giggled at her Mom's plight, but quickly reached her little fingers inside Jan's mouth and pulled out the first wet panty. She dropped it on the floor with a wet plop. The second panty followed quickly. The third panty was way at the back of Jan's throat.

"URRRRRPPPPPPFFFF!" Jan retched as the cloth tickled as it pulled free, triggering her gag reflex. "AAAAACCCHHH" she dry heaved as all the accumulated saliva spilled over her lip, and down her chin.

Jan tried to wipe her chin on her shoulder, while Sally began to unknot her corded elbows. She turned sheepishly toward her daughter Angie. "Honey, I'm sorry," she said. "Let me explain......"

"Sally, stop," said Angie, interrupting her Mother. "Don't untie her...not for a minute."

Angie reached a hand toward her Mother's face. Jan stayed still while her daughter's fingers traced the deep, red grooves dug in her cheeks by the tightly tied scarf. The young girl absently wiped her fingers on her skirt as she walked behind her Mom, and inspected her tightly bound wrists. She fingered the tight cords on her Mom's elbows, and felt the tension in the woman's shoulders from the stringent bondage.

"You did this by yourself, Squirt?" she asked her little sister.

"Uh huh, I sure did!" answered the proud little girl.

She walked back around, a thoughtful look on her face. She looked down at her little sister, standing quietly nearby, then back at her Mother.

"This is so cool!' she exclaimed.

"You think it is cool?" said Jan, her brow furrowed with a perplexed frown.

"Wow....sure," answered Angie. "I have played tie up games with Mallory at slumber parties...and one of the boys at school used his Dad's handcuffs on me for a little while.....but nothing like this!"

Again, she ran her fingers over the tight cords digging into her Mom's arms. "I'd love to be tied like this...or even tighter!" she said excitedly.

Little Sally beamed with pleasure. "Is it ok if I tie up Angie, Mommy?" she asked.

"I guess its ok, if Angie wants to, answered Jan, "but first you need to untie me." She smiled as she stretched her cramped shoulders. "I need a long, hot bath."

Once again, little Sally took charge of her Mom. Her nimble little fingers untied the knots on her tightly bound arms, and loosened the cinches between her elbows. Jan groaned softly at the slight release of tension in her shoulders. Sally quickly peeled the tight cords from above her Mom's elbows. The pattern of the rope was imbedded in dark red marks in the soft flesh. "Oh....Oooohhhhhh...." moaned Jan softly. Quickly Sally untied her Mom's wrists. Jan flapped her hands, wiggled her fingers, and made tight fists to relieve the tingle and restore feeling after so many hours of bondage.

The older woman put her hands on her hips, and glared sternly at her daughter. "You tied me much more tightly, and kept me in bondage for a lot longer than I was expecting, young lady."

"I.......I'm sorry Mommy," answered Sally. "I didn't mean to hurt you." I tear ran down the little girl's cheek.

"Come here, Baby," she opened her arms, and gave Sally a big hug, and a kiss. "I was just kidding you." She held her daughter at arms length and smiled. "You were hard on your Mom, but it was wonderful. Thank you so much." Jan gave her daughter another hug.

"One word of advice, Angie"

"What's that, Mom?"

"Be careful what you wish for..." answered Jan, giving her older daughter a meaningful look as she left the room.