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Wednesday she really surprised me! She told me we were going on vacation three days early! She got some well-earned time off from the hospital. I asked her about school, and said she had already arranged it, and had gotten all the homework I would have to do from the teachers.
So, Wednesday morning I packed a couple of bags of clothes, cosmetics, etc. for what I thought I would need. Mom told me to stay naked though.
When I got down stairs with my bags she put them in the car. She came back in with lots of rope. She told me to lay face down on the floor. She hog-tied me very tightly and carefully, gagged me and blindfolded me. She carried me out to the car, lay me in the back seat and covered me with a sheet. She told me not to move.
I heard her start the car, and couldn't believe I would be tied up practically all day like this. On the way to our first stop at a motel, she stopped several times for gas, to get something to drink for herself, a snack. I could smell everything. I was hungry and thirsty myself. But I couldn't do anything about it, and even if I could have spoken, mom would have ignored my pleas. And I enjoyed every minute of my bondage.
When we got to our first motel mom stopped to register, then pulled around to where our room would be. It was fairly dark, and no one could see us. At least, that's what mom said. She pulled me out of the back seat and carried me inside, still hog-tied, blindfolded and gagged. It wasn't until she got all the bags in that she untied me.
We then went to eat at the motel restaurant.
Thursday: Thursday morning mom got me up at 0400, told me to get dressed and we would go eat at the restaurant. I put on a tank top, shorts (no underwear) and sandals. There were three teen boys and a younger pre-teen boy in the restaurant. All stared at me as I sat down as close as I could to them. I knew what they were thinking, which is exactly what I wanted them to think.
After we ate and went back to our room, mom told me to strip and go to the bathroom. When I came back I stood in front of her completely naked. I always got a chill when I stood in front of mom naked. It excited me. She told me to lie on the bed and put my arms and legs in the air. She attached my wrist and ankle cuffs and used a single lock to pull them all together and locked the D-rings together. I was virtually hog-tied. She spread my butt cheeks to inspect my anus. She said I hadn't cleaned myself very well (even though I know I had. This was just an excuse.).
She pulled me up far enough to stuff a pump gag into my mouth. She pumped it up as far as she could, then added a couple more pumps to make sure. My cheeks puffed out almost beyond their ability. She picked me up and carried me into the bathroom where she put me face down, my ass as high in the air as it could get. After a few minutes of hearing water running, I felt a nozzle being inserted into my anus. Mom said that she was giving me an enema, and after I was full to hold it in, not even leaking an ounce or else. Well, I held it until I though I would burst, and a little did leak out my anus, and she then used a paddle and whipped my ass until I was in real tears, the pain was so bad. She then set me on the toilet so I could go. When I finished mom took some warm soapy water and washed me clean, including my vaginal area.
She took me back into the main room where she blindfolded me. She took some rope and tied my upper arms to my lower legs forcing them wide apart, then inserted vibrators into my anus and vagina. She held them in by a crotch rope.
She carried me out to the car, put me in the back seat, turned on the vibrators and covered me with the sheet. She stopped several times along the way. To get gas, to eat, and whatever. I just lay in the back suffering the torture of the vibrators sending orgasm after orgasm through my body.
When we finally stopped for the night, mom took me from the car and untied me and removed everything else. My vagina and lips were red from being constantly irritated by the vibrators. Mom allowed me to dress as I was that morning; we ate at a small fast food place, then returned to the room.
She had me take off all my clothes again, then told me to lie on the bed spread-eagled. She pulled my arms and legs as far apart as she could, then gagged me and blindfolded me again.
She ran her fingernails down my sides, down the sides of my butt, down the sides of my legs, and across the soled of my feet, which she began to tickle, all of this making, me squirm in my bondage. She used her mouth on my toes and soles as well, biting and tickling.
She moved up to my ass where she pinched it, bit it, tickled it. She spread my cheeks and played with my anus. She spread my cunt lips apart and played there. She finally stuck a finger in each of my holes, and put one on my clit and made me cum -- not once, not twice, but three times, then left me tied up like that the rest of the night.
Friday: Well, mom untied me from the bed that morning. I actually got some sleep. I took a shower, dressed, and ate breakfast. Back at the motel room, of course, mom herself undressed me. I felt so wonderful when she did this.
She tied my hands behind my back, wrapped rope around my upper body and tied it off, tied me at the thighs, knees and ankles. She then blindfolded and gagged me. She made me hop to the car where she opened the door and helped me in. She then tied my feet to the railing beneath the passenger seat, used more rope to tie my body to the back of the seat, then put a very wide-brimmed hat on my head with it pulled low so no one could see my face.
Mom stopped many times along the way, and even though I struggled, I could never get free.
Finally we reached our next stop, which mom said was our destination. I never did know where we were going. She never did tell me. She just said it was a surprise. She untied me from the seat, and made me hop into our room. She told me to get on my knees, where she proceeded to tie my wrists to my ankles.
Then she asked me if I would be willing to use my mouth on her. I nodded vigorously, and mewled in my gag. It was a few minutes before I felt her hands on my head. She removed my gag.
"If you don't want to do this, I understand. I will never make you do anything you don't want to do. It is just that it has been so long since your father died, and I haven't had anyone else to have sex with."
"Mom, you have done everything for me, and I enjoy all the tying up you do to me. I have wanted to things to you for a long time, but was always afraid to ask. I would be happy to use my mouth on you."
She moved forward and I felt her shaved pubic area press against my mouth. I licked, and nibbled at her labia. I flicked my tongue over her very large clitoris. She picked me up and lay me down on the bed, still severely hog-tied and blindfolded, face up. She moved over me, her cunt now even more accessible than before. I began to tease her in earnest. I licked and nibbled and finally, stuck my tongue as deep down inside her as I could. She bucked a little, and I heard her moaning. Finally she came, and she collapsed on me a little. She moved off me, kissing me on the lips, and then re-gagged me. She left me this way the rest of the night. I loved every minute of it.
Saturday: Mom untied me that morning. I took a shower, then mom chained me. That is, she ran a silver chain first through my two labial rings, then through my clit ring, up to my nipple rings, running it through and crossing my chest with it, then pulling it up to a collar with a D-ring in front where she locked it in place. It pulled so greatly on all my rings I was constantly in sexual ecstasy.
I then dressed in a tube top, shorts with the waistband nearly to my pubic area and low enough in back it came to just above where the crack of my ass started and with no underwear, and sandals. We at a restaurant near the motel, then went to see the sights. I can't tell you where we were, because of various reasons. But that day, I thought, was the greatest day of my life.
Of course, I received a lot of stares, my chain visible between the top of my shorts and the bottom of my tube top, then from the top of my tube top to my collar. Occasionally I could hear people whisper. But no one bothered us, and mom and I had a great time.
When we got back to the motel that evening mom wanted to remove my clothes, which didn't amount to very much, but she did it so slowly it took a good ten minutes for her to get them off.
I wondered if she were going to remove my chain and collar. Nope. She told me to lie on the bed face up where she then tied me spread eagled. Blindfold and gag, of course.
She then began to play with me, pulling on my chain while at the same time teasing my clit. She finally inserted a finger into my cunt where she very slowly pumped her finger in and out until I finally came. She continued, then began to rub my clit, and I came again. Then she began to pinch my nipples and tease my anus, then put fingers into both holes and pumped them in and out while at the same time pinching and flicking my nipples. I came a third time. Each time I squealed through my gag. I couldn't take another one. But mom continued to torture me, this time with a cat 'o nine made specifically for the cunt, and whipped me with it until I came a fourth time.
Then she told me good night, she would see me in the morning, and kissed my forehead and told me she loved me. I knew she did, otherwise she wouldn't give me the pleasure of bondage and torture she does.
kellie
JP
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