Beached (FF/M) Pt. 2 Added!

[bw7098]

“It’s not fair!” Pouts Jason. “Why can’t I come?”

“I already told you sweetie, this is just supposed to be a mother/daughter bonding day between me and Kayla.” Explains Donna, Jason’s stepmother. “Ever since I married your father, we haven’t gotten a lot of time for just the two of us. Plus she’s been away at college all year so I’ve seen so little of each other.”

“I’ve been away at college too! Don’t you want to spend time with me?” Jason shoots back.

“Well…” Donna averts her gaze trying to think of a good excuse. “Sure I do, just not today.”

Jason scoffs, seeing right through the lie. He knew damn well that despite her outwardly sweet demeanor, Donna didn’t like him all that much and the feeling was mutual. Jason even doubted she liked his father either, but rather tolerated the aging man for his vast amount of money. This was made much easier by the fact that Jason’s father was rarely home, spending most of his time on business trips that would last months.

Jason couldn’t blame his father however. Standing at 5’4”, Donna was in incredible shape for being in her early 50s, having been a physical trainer before marrying Jason’s dad. Her skin was always artificially spray-tanned and her shoulder-length hair was an artificial blond. She was currently dressed in a pearl white bikini with gold accents that showed off the boob job she’d gotten prior to her marriage. He hated how she always wore low-cut clothing to show off her impressive cleavage, it made it incredibly hard to focus on anything but her silicon-filled rack.



Donna notices Jason’s eyes start to drift to her breasts and rolls her eyes. “Why do you even want to come anyway? We’re just going to be hanging out on the beach. You’ll get bored.”

“Oh, I know why he wants to go,” Kayla chuckles, walking into the marble white kitchen where Jason and Donna are sitting and arguing at the breakfast table. She was a couple inches taller than her mother and wore a black and white striped bikini which matched her milky white skin and long naturally dark hair. “Jay-jay has a cruuuush.” She mocks in a sing-songy voice taking a position behind Jason’s chair and placing her hands on his shoulders in mocking support.



He shakes her hands from his shoulders. “Shut up Kayla!” Jason didn’t like Donna, but he especially hated his bratty step-sister Kayla. They were the same age and had gone to the same high school where Kayla and her friends would constantly bully Jason.

“Ohhh really now,” Donna leans in, scooching her chair closer to Jason’s, essentially trapping Jason between the two women. “Who’s the lucky lady?”

“No one, she’s just fucking with me.” Jason scowls at her.

“Come on Jay-jay” Kayla mocks, bending so her mouth was close to his ear. “Tell her or I’ll do it myself”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Jason shoots back with a sneer starting to rise from his chair.

Before he could though, Kayla swings to the side of the chair and plops her butt down side saddle on Jason’s legs. She takes her arm, wraps it around the chair back and pulls her body towards Jason and the chair, essentially pinning his arms beneath her body.

“Hey, what the fummmph!” Jason’s protest is cut off by Kayla’s other hand which is planted securely over his mouth. “Mmmmmmmmmph!”

“Kayla, be nice,” Donna chastises half-heartedly with a stifled giggle.

“Do you want to know or what?” asks Kayla.

Donna glances at the wide-eyed man trying to buck her daughter. “Ok quickly before he escapes! Who is it?”

“Anya Jones.” Kayla giggles as Jason bucks wildly and screams into her hand.

“Oh the lifeguard?” Donna says, recognizing the name. “Don’t you think she’s a bit out of your league?” Donna chuckles.

“Yeah, plus she’s totally gay,” Kayla adds in and loosens up her grip enough for Jason to push her off of him and stand up.

“Fuck you Kayla!” he says to his uncaring step-sister. “And she’s not gay. Just because you’re a lesbian doesn’t mean everyone is!”

Kayla laughs and shrugs.

“Aww, don’t be embarrassed Jason,” Donna says, trying to soothe the situation. “I think it’s sweet.”

“Ok whatever, so now that you know, can I go to the beach with you guys?”

“What so you can jerk off to the local lifeguard,” asks Kayla miming the motion with her hand.

“Kayla!” Donna says shocked then covers her giggle with her hand. “Don’t be crass.”

Jason steamed in silence. Unable to come up with a rebuttal that wasn’t just calling her a bitch. So instead of saying anything, Jason storms out of the kitchen and upstairs without a word.

“You know you don’t have to goad him on like that.” Donna reminds her daughter.

“Well, he doesn’t have to be such a little pervert.” Kayla rebuts. “I bet he was staring at your tits all breakfast.”

Donna giggles, shrugging her shoulders in acknowledgment. “Well, can you blame him? Now come one, let’s get out of here before he comes back down.”

The women creep towards the front door, but right before they exit Jason comes bounding back down the stairs now dressed in a t-shirt and swim trunks.

“Ok, I’m ready for the beach” Jason announces.

“Jason, honey please!” Donna says exasperated. “Can’t you just do what you’re told? For once!”

“Yeah, you’re being a real dick.” Adds Kayla.

“Oh fuck you both!” Donna and Kayla cross their arms over their chest in annoyance at Jason’s stubborn outburst. “I don’t have to listen to what either of you dumb bimbos have to say.”

The annoyance on their faces turns to anger. “That’s enough Jason!” Donna scolds, raising her voice.

“Oh is it Donna?” Jason says in a mocking nasally voice. “I’m getting in that car, I’m going to the beach and there’s not a damn thing you two can do to stop me!” The two women turn their scowling faces to each other, lock eyes, turn back to Jason, and smile.

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“I’m really sorry sweetie, but you were being unreasonable.” Explains Donna adjusting her bikini top which had been knocked askew in the tussle.

“Don’t apologize Mom,” Chides Kayla. “He was being an asshole. He left us no choice.”

The two women sat on their living room couch still in their swimwear. Between them sat Jason, in addition to his swimwear, he also wore multiple wrappings of duct tape which covered most of his lower legs from his ankles to his knees, as well as most of his torso which pinned his hands helplessly to his sides.

“Hmmmmmmm! Hmmmmph!” Jason twists his body in protest, his profanities kept in place by the wrapping of duct tape over his mouth.

Donna sighs, stroking Jason's duct tape-wrapped back. “I know, but still this feels a bit mean.”

“Come on, you can’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that just a little.”

“Ok maybe a little bit.” Donna smiles despite herself. “It felt good to finally put our Jiu-Jitsu lessons to good use.”

“So true Mom!” Kayla turns to Jason. “Did you know we have been taking Jiu-Jitsu lessons Jason? Seems like you’d want to know if someone could kick your ass before you piss them off.”

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” Jason shakes his head and thrashes around.

“I’ve talked to him many times about Jiu Jitsu. It’s obvious he was not listening.” Donna shakes her head and crosses her arms.

“What’s that move you did called again?” Kayla asks coyly.

“It’s called the Mother’s Milk.” Donna pushes up on her breasts and laughs. “I can pull it off a lot better than I used to.”

“Wow!” Kayla laughs. “Did you enjoy the Mother’s Milk Jason? I mean you’ve been wanting to get a closer look at my mom’s tits for a while now. I guess they’re not as exciting when they’re actively blocking your airflow huh?”

Jason narrows his eyes in anger, remembering the humiliation he suffered. After his outburst the women attacked in unison, Kayla took out his legs and Donna pounced on his chest. Donna quickly intertwined her short yet muscular legs with his in a grapevine hold, and then quickly descended her chest so Jason’s face was buried deep into her artificially enhanced cleavage in an unbreakable breast smother. Jason tried to scratch and claw at her with his hands until Kayla started holding them down with her knees. Jason hurled muffled protests into the airtight caverns of Donna’s chest but with no air coming in it was lights out in no time at all. By the time Jason had regained enough of his senses, his torso and legs had already been wrapped up by Kayla. He was able to let out a short profanity-laced tirade before his mouth was also wrapped repeatedly with the silver tape. Donna and Kayla both dragged his twisting form to the living room where he was thrown on the couch where he currently sat.

The humiliating memory sent him into further spasms, uselessly rocking back and forth between his two captors shouting indecipherable obscenities.

“Jason behave yourself!” Donna gives a quick punitive slap to his shoulder.

“Maybe you should put him in your boobies again!” Suggests Kayla, squishing her much smaller breasts together and shaking them in Jason’s face. “That ought to calm him down.”

This catches Jason’s attention and he quickly meets Donna’s eyes shaking his head profusely. “MMMMnmmmmmmm! Mmmmnnnnnnnmmmmm!”

“Well I don’t want to either Jason, but if you’re not good I’ll put you to sleep again.” Jason’s eyes begin to wander back down to her bikini top, she raises his chin back up with her index finger so their eyes meet. “Understood?”

The defeated Jason sighs and slowly nods. “Mmmmmssssssss”

“Good boy.” Donna pats his cheek. “Well, I think that’s enough drama for one morning.” Says Donna standing up from the couch, causing Jason to flop down since she was no longer supporting him. “Let's head over to the beach.”

“Couldn’t agree more Mom.” Kayla stands up, pushing Jason’s legs off her.

“Should we put something on the TV for him?” Suggest Donna grabbing the tv remote. “He’ll be so bored.”

“Ugh, who cares mom?”

“I do. He’s still a person. Here, what about ESPN?”

“Ooh, beach volleyball!” Kayla says to Jason with fake enthusiasm. “Little perv’s favorite.”

“Hmmmmmmm!”

Donna puts the remote down on the coffee table in front of Jason’s bound body as if he could possibly reach for it. “Ok bye sweetie. I’m sorry about this.” She gestures with her hands at Jason’s wrapped body. “Oh and sorry about the other thing too. You know.” She shimmies her chest drawing a muffled groan from Jason.

“For what it’s worth I’m not sorry at all,” Kayla adds.

“We’ll be back tonight to let you go.” Comforts Donna picking up her beach bag. “And hey, if I see that Anya girl, I’ll make sure to put in a good word for you.” Donna was genuine in her attempts to help but this only caused panicked grunts and shakes of Jason’s head which she doesn’t notice as she leaves the room.

Kayla then takes out her phone and snaps a few pictures of Jason. “For Anya,” She laughs. “Bye-bye loser” Kayla taunts, placing an L on her forehead as she exits the room to enjoy her relaxing day on the beach.

[milagros317]

Great story! You should write a sequel in which they come home from the beach, four or five hours later, and humiliate him even more.

[60Cancer]

I see real possibilities here. Jason can be held captive in several ways.

[Scottstud94]

The is back with another story!

[JadeAnn]

These are the stories i love to read

[G9Drox]

These are the stories i love to read

Fully agreed. It's in the same vein as SchooledBoys and Infmed88. It could have been written by either of them too. Here's hoping there's another chapter, or a similar story coming up!

[jone123]

I love this story! very nicely written

[bw7098]

“Wakey wakey Jason!”

Jason bolts awake to the sound of his malicious step-sister’s voice. He managed to fall asleep on the couch after hours of struggling to escape his bonds with no success. He had no idea how long he had been tied up for but it must have been at least 6 or so hours as it was now dark outside. He blinks the grogginess out of his eyes and sees the grinning faces of Donna and Kayla.

“Hey sleepyhead,” Donna says, bending down and stroking his cheek. “How was your nap?”

“Hmmmmmmm!” Jason responds groggily as the women sit down to either side of him and lift him to a seated position between them.

“I hope you had a nice relaxing day sweetie,” Donna says with genuine warmth.

“We certainly did,” continues Kayla mockingly leaning on Jason. “Was so nice to be able to relax on the beach in our bikinis, just the two of us of course. Lying in the sand, soaking up the rays.”

Jason sneers under his tape gag which of course goes unseen.

“I’m sorry you couldn’t come with us Jason,” Donna rubs his back. “But we have a surprise for you!”

“Hmm hmmmm?” Jason asks.

“Oh don’t worry, you’re gonna love this,” chuckles Kayla. “No peeking though!” She takes a large beach towel and drapes it over Jason’s head like a hood, completely blocking his vision

“Up you get,” Donna instructs as the two women lift Jason to his feet and start dragging him towards the kitchen.

He is plopped back down onto a kitchen chair. “There we are,” says Donna.

He then feels duct tape being rolled across his chest and around the chair backrest.

“Is that necessary Kayla?” asks Donna.

“We can’t have him trying to run away Mom,” she replies.

Donna sighs. “I guess you’re right. He hasn’t been very well behaved today.”

“Hmmmmm hmmmmm!” Jason shakes his head from side to side trying to throw the towel off his head.

“Shhh, shhhh,” Donna tries to sooth Jason, her hands on his shoulders and her bikini top grazing the back of his neck. “Relax honey. You’re gonna love this.”

Jason hears his step-sister giggle. “Ok, mom. I think we’re ready. 3… 2… 1!”

At the end of the countdown Donna yanks the towel off Jason’s head.

“Surprise!” Donna and Kayla cheer in unison.

Jason’s eyes go wide in horror. Standing in front of him was none other than Anya, still wearing her red lifeguard swimsuit, hands on hips smiling brightly.

“Hi there!” Anya cocks her head, her dyed blonde ponytail flopping to one side. “I’m Anya.”



“Hmmmmm! Hmmmmm!” Jason screams in panic, rocking his body trying to scoot the chair away.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Kayla pulls his chair back, erasing the mere inches he managed to move.

“Aww, he’s nervous,” coos Donna. “Anya, Jason has something to say to you.”

“Mmmmm!”

“Oh right! Silly me!” Donna unwraps the tape from Jason’s mouth.

“So what do you have to tell me Jason?” asks Anya with a bubbly smile, head still cocked.

“Uhhhh, nothing.” Jason responds before quickly turning his head back to face Donna. “Please, Donna, just let me go.” He whispers. “I’m sorry about earlier, please just tell her it’s a prank and let me go.”

“Uh uh. Not until you tell her how you feel.” She twists his head back and forces his face forward, holding it steady by his chin, forcing him to lock eyes with the cute lifeguard, waiting patiently with her big doe eyes.

“Anya I…I…” Jason stutters. “I apologize for my step family. They have a weird sense of humor. Now if you’d please get some scissors and cut mmmmmmmmph!” Jason is cut short as Kayla’s hand clamps around his mouth.

“He was always so shy.” Donna sighs. “Well I guess it’s up to me then.”

“Nmmmmmmmmphh!” Jason whips his head back and forth trying to shake Kayla’s hand off his mouth.

“What Jason is trying to say is he has a really big crush on you,” Donna says, ignoring Jason’s screams of protest. “And would like to ask you on a date!.”

Jason goes silent, waiting for her response. Kayla removes her hand in anticipation as well.

“Awwwww, that’s so sweet!” Kayla puts her hands on her knees bending over offering Jason a good view of her pressed together cleavage. “Aren’t you just the cutest!” She pinches his cheek.

“Wait,” starts Jason, utterly shocked. “Does that mean you’ll go out with me?”

Kayla breaks out laughing. It started as a cute chuckle but evolved into a guffaw. Jason’s face drops. “Oh sweetie.” She pouts mussing his hair. “I’m sorry but no. God no. I mean can you imagine! Eww!”

“But.. but I thought…” Jason starts.

“Thought what? That you had a shot?” she giggles sweetly. “Oh honey. Sorry I don’t date guys who can get beat up by their mommy.”

“No, but you don’t understand they ambushed me!” Jason whines. “And they know Jiu Jitsu!”

“It’s true,” Kayla butts in. “Mom knocked him out with her titties” Kayla shimmies her chest mockingly.

Anya starts laughing again. “OMG, no way. Is that even possible?”

“Sure it is!” Kayla asserts. “Mom, why don’t you give her a demonstration.”

“Well I suppose I could,” Donna ponders. “Always happy to share some self defense tips with a young lady such as yourself.”

“What! No way not again!” Jason protests. “Donna, don’t you fucking dare!”

“Watch your language,” Donna scolds, plopping herself down on Jason’s lap. She was now straddling him face to face, or more accurately face to breasts. “Now all you have to do is puff your breasts out.” She does. “Take the back of your opponent's head with both hands.” She does.

“Please! Don’t!” Jason begs.

“And shove him in there.” Donna gently but firmly shoves Jason’s face into her cleavage.

“Mmmmmmnnnaaa!” Jason’s cries are absorbed by Donna’s flesh.

“The key is to make sure both his nose and mouth are fully engulfed.” Donna instructs ignoring Jason’s cries. “It’s harder for someone like Kayla, but you seem like you’d be able to do it, Anya.”

“Gee, thanks mom.” Kayla rolls her eyes.

“Mmmmmm!” Jason tries to twist his head to find a pocket of air.

“Now they’re gonna struggle but as long as you keep their head locked in they won’t be going anywhere. Of course it’s much easier when they’re tied up like this.”

“So how long until they pass out typically?” Anya asks inquisitively.

“Mmm,” Jason’s struggles grow weaker.

“Good question! It depends on the man. Some take multiple minutes but Jason here can’t even seem to last one.” As she says this Jason’s struggles cease and his head goes limp in her breasts. “See. And that’s called the Mother’s Milk.”

The two women clap politely.

“So how long will he be out for?” asks Anya.

“Oh, not too long.” Says Donna. “A minute or two max.”

“Just enough time to do this.” Says Kayla walking over to Jason’s unconscious body with a roll of duct tape. She starts rewrapping his mouth in the tape. “I bet he’s gonna be super pissed when he wakes up.”

“Yes, better safe than sorry I guess,” Donna agrees.

Just as Kayla finishes regagging Jason he starts to stir awake. When he notices his mouth has been wrapped in tape again he starts screaming into his gag and twisting around in his bonds.

“See told you he’d be mad,” Kayla smiles, placing one hand on her cocked hips, ruffling his hair with the other.

“Aww,” Anya smiles down at him patronizingly. “He’s so cute when he’s mad! Aren’t you!” She pinches his cheek again. “Well it's getting late, I better head home.”

“Oh of course sweetie,” Donna gives her a big hug. “Thank you so much for coming over. Sorry about him.” She gestures to Jason tied to the chair.

“Oh no worries, let me know if you ever need a babysitter!” The women laugh at Anya’s joke as Jason slumps in his bonds. “Bye bye sweetie!” Anya blows Jason a tantalizing kiss as she exits the house.

Donna sighs as she leaves. “She really is a great girl Jason.”

Jason shoots back daggers. “Lmm gmmmmph!”

“Mom,” Kayla quickly interjects. “I know we said we would untie Jason when we got home. But I don’t know he’s been acting really crazy all day and I just wouldn’t feel safe knowing he could have another outburst.”

“Mmmmmph!”

Donna ponders this and sighs. “Yeah I think you’re right honey. I think he maybe needs time to cool off.”

“Yeah, I agree.” Kayla agrees with a false sympathetic smile.

“Nmmmmmmmmmmm!” Jason screams into his gag and shakes violently in the chair.

“That’s enough Jason!” Donna scolds. “You are not helping your case. Now settle down before I put you to sleep again.”

This threat gets Jason to hold back his anger.

“Good,” Donna walks over and starts cutting through the tape that holds him to the chair.

“What are you doing?” Asks Kayla.

“Well he won’t be able to sleep in this chair. Help me get him upstairs to his bed.”

“Ugh, fine, I guess.” Kayla helps lift Jason off the chair, obviously disappointed by her mother’s mercy.

The women each grab him by an arm and slowly drag him up the stairs, into his room and plop him on the bed.

Donna, still in her white bikini, looks down hand on her hips. “There we go. Get some sleep. If you’ve calmed down we’ll untie you in the morning. Good night sweetie.”

Donna turns and leaves yet Kayla stays, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

She drops to her knees to bring their faces to the same level. “Oh and guess what I got!” She shows him her phone. “Anya’s number!” Her mouth opened in feigned shock. “Turns out she does in fact like girls! We’re supposed to see each other next weekend.”

Jason’s face twists into a sneer which Kayla laughs off.

“But hey I’ll tell you what I’ll let you watch us do it. For like a thousand bucks.” She laughs in his face and stands up. “Just something to think about tonight. Nighty night loser!” She struts out of the room leaving Jason trapped in the longest night of his life.

[milagros317]

Great continuation!
If you're going to write a third chapter, then you could have Anya babysitting him.

[JadeAnn]

Simply awesome! They seems to know how piss him off. Love that he will sleep tied