All in the family (f/m, mm/FF, F/mff, F/f, f/mfF, FF/f, mf/FF and more)

[Speedo]

I think, the Twins are in for a good spanking!

A spanking would be to exaggerated, but I think that it would be a lesson that the two get a taste of their own medicine. Both tight and uncomfortable tied up and ballgagged. And this time over a very longer period of time as the last time... .

[Caesar73]

I think, the Twins are in for a good spanking!

A spanking would be to exaggerated, but I think that it would be a lesson that the two get a taste of their own medicine. Both tight and uncomfortable tied up and ballgagged. And this time over a very longer period of time as the last time... .

Works for me

[HappilyTaken]

I’ve been aware of and following this tale for so long now thanks to my husband’s interest and multiple comments and it’s as good now as it was in the beginning. Can’t wait to read more

[slackywacky]

I’ve been aware of and following this tale for so long now thanks to my husband’s interest and multiple comments and it’s as good now as it was in the beginning. Can’t wait to read more

Well, it is your lucky day, I just finished the next chapter.

[slackywacky]

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151 – Bound to date

“He is just a big kid. A nice kid.” Miranda thought, grinning, as she sat in the livingroom of her house.

The evening had been interesting. Mark finding her tied to the kitchen chair had been fun. He had grabbed another kitchen chair, placed it a few feet across from her and sat down on it, facing her. For the next 30 minutes he had talked to her, telling her things about himself, things about his previous marriage that he probably thought she should know, and about his feelings for her. And all that without removing her gag or the bonds that kept her tightly tied to the chair. After 30 minutes he got up, took a few photos of Miranda all tied up, before he released her, leaving her to undo the gag herself.

“Ready for dinner?” Mark asked her, as if nothing had happened.

“Give me 15 minutes, I need to freshen up. Make yourself some coffee or tea.”

When a woman said she needed 15 minutes, Mark knew it would be at least an hour before she was ready. Miranda was no exception, but it was worth the wait. She had changed from the jeans and t-shirt into a little black dress that clung to her body, barely covering her ass, showing every curve of her body. Her long blond hair done up in a ponytail.

“Wow.” Mark stated, looking at her. “You look very nice.”

“I know.” Miranda grinned, twirling herself around, showing off her body.

They headed into town, had a lovely dinner at a small restaurant, strolled through downtown for a while as the weather was surprisingly warm, before ending up in the Irish pub in town. Miranda had never been there, however the owner knew Mark, as a plumber you get to know lots of people. Settling down, cuddled up on one of the luxury leather couches, Mark and Miranda talked some more, enjoyed the live music, had a few more drinks and some snacks.

“Having a good time?” Miranda asked Mark.

“Yes. I am a bit rusty, as I told you when we were sitting in your livingroom, it has been a while since I dated anybody.”

“Well, whatever the time period, I am enjoying this date very much.”

Before Mark knew what happened, Miranda kissed him full on the lips. It might have been a while since Mark dated, he still knew what to do in such a situation. They both laughed after the kiss, which lasted for some time, broke up.

“Wow.” Mark grinned.

“You can say that one again.” Miranda said.

“Wow.”

They both laughed as Mark did what Miranda told him. Before they knew it, it was closing time.

“Your place or mine?” Mark asked.

“Mine is closer by.” Miranda replied, hooking her left arm in Marks right as they came out of the pub.

“Yours it is.” Mark said.

When they got to Miranda’s house, the little black dress ended up on the hallway floor. And a trail of other clothes, mostly Mark’s, led to the bedroom.

(And since this is an all-ages story, you can let your imagination do the rest.)

Miranda woke up from a slumber, the smell of coffee lingering in the house, sunlight coming in through the windows. Mark was sitting on one of the kitchen chairs, watching her.

“Hello you.” He grinned.

“What time is it?”

“Just past 8.”

“The boys will be back by 10.”

“I figured something like that.”

He held up an arms full of rope, a big grin on his face.

“Really?” Miranda asked.

“Get dressed. Same clothes you had on yesterday and I will tie you to the chair, as if nothing has happened.”

“Oh, great idea.” Miranda laughed.

It took a lot less time for Miranda to get ready this time. Mark had already cleaned up their clothes, and the kitchen chair was standing where he had found it last night. He did make some breakfast, something light, as he did not know when Miranda would be able to eat again.

“What time were you up?” Miranda asked, kissing Mark.

“Around 6, as I mostly do. Had some coffee. I made you some breakfast.”

She eagerly ate the breakfast, as it turned out she was hungry.

“So, you are going to tie me up and leave me here until the boys get home?”

Mark just smiled. Miranda sighed.

“Men.”

“Done?” He asked her.

“Got to visit the washroom, then I’ll be ready.”

When Miranda walked back into the open livingroom/kitchen, Mark had sorted the ropes out, putting them on the kitchen counter.

“Turn around.”

Grabbing a rope, Mark tied Miranda’s wrists. He used the photos he had taken as guidance on how she had been tied when he found her last night.

“That’s about right.” Miranda offered when Mark tied a knot.

Her elbows were next, Mark pulling them just as tight together as the twins had done. For a fleeting moment he stared at her, noticing that pulling elbows together resulted in breasts being pushed out.

“Enjoying the view?” Miranda grinned.

Turning red a little, he told his prisoner, who was laughing, to sit on the chair. Pushing her breasts towards Mark, before sitting on the chair, made him turn red more.

“Stop teasing me.” He told Miranda, although it was clear he did not really mean it.

It did not take long before Miranda was as helpless as she had been after the twins had tied her up. Their idea had worked out fine as both Miranda as Mark had fun on their date.

“Okay?” Mark asked, grabbing the ballgag.

“Yes. When will I see you again?” Mirande asked.

Instead of answering, Mark stuffed the ball in Miranda’s mouth, tightening the strap, pulling the ball tight into her mouth.

“Hmmppffff.”

“You will see me when you see me. But I bet it will be soon.” Mark finally answered after staring at the helpless woman for a while.

“Got to go. Enjoy your time until the twins get home.”

“Hhhmmpppffff.”

Mark kissed Miranda, before leaving the room and heading to his car, making sure the door was locked. In the house, Miranda heard him leave and she sighed. Looking at the microwave clock, she noticed it was just past 9. The boys would be home soon, although she knew that there was no guarantee that she would be untied.

“Hhmmpppff.”

The gag worked well, preventing her from making intelligent sounds. The ropes were tight and inescapable, but Miranda still tried to escape and failed miserably. All she could do was wait for the twins to get home and release her.

[Alboreland]

That is my kind of date.

[DommeKirsten]

Poor miranda

[harveygasson]

Loving how sweet the burgeoning relationship is between Miranda and Mark. I think is probably the longest running story I've kept up with on this site and it's never dipped, always been a great read.

[hunt407]

Strongly agree with above, always an entertaining and engaging story, it's prob my favorite story on this website. Keep up the great work, Slackywacky!

[slackywacky]

Strongly agree with above, always an entertaining and engaging story, it's prob my favorite story on this website. Keep up the great work, Slackywacky!

Working on updates for all my stories (in between shoveling a feet of snow of my driveway).
Thanks for letting me know you enjoy them.

[Boundgirl09]

I love you’ve kept this story going so,long

[slackywacky]

I love you’ve kept this story going so,long

Thanks for the comment. The next chapter, although light on bondage, is below.

[slackywacky]

Happy new year everybody.

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152 – Free time

“Did you hear from Sally?” Tim looked at his mother.

“I got a message from Bridget last night that she met up with Mike and Sheila, they are working closely with Jim and Diana, and they would take her to Jim and Diana. That was the last I heard.”

“You nervous?”

“No, Elly worked with them occasionally and she trusts them. I did some research and all looked well, they have good recommendations from models and other agencies.”

They were sitting at the table in the dining area, having breakfast. It was early Saturday morning, the weather this late fall was sunny, although the forecast for the afternoon was cloudy.

“Almost done?” Karin asked. “I’ll drive you to the swimming pool for your training. I need some groceries. While you train, I’ll get the stuff I need.”

“Okay, sounds good. I wonder what Tamara is up to, I have not heard from her. Last night I called her a few times, but she did not pick up.”

“Fay and Tamara were babysitting the twins, right? I suspect Tamara will be at the pool.”

“Yes, Carrie had a late shift and Miranda and Mark were on a date.” Tim grinned.

“Miranda did not call me last night, so I suspect they were busy.” Karen said to Tim.

“Miranda and Mark might have been, I wonder how long it took for the twins to have the girls tied up.”

Both Karen and Tim laughed, as they knew it probably would not have been long. Tim got up and placed the plates and cutlery in the dishwasher.

“Have you ever thought about dating, mom?”

Karen stared in the distance for a moment, before focussing on Tim.

“Not really. Maybe if mister right comes along.”

“Like Miranda and Mark?”

“Yeah, maybe.”

They cleaned up and Tim grabbed his gear. On their way to the pool, Tim called Tamara, but he still only got her voicemail. Tim also tried Miranda’s number, since his mother was driving, but that one also went to voicemail. The drive to the pool was not very long. The parking lot was not very full, which was normal as the swim team was not a large group. Karen dropped Tim off at the pool.

“See you in an hour.”

“Okay, thanks mom.”

As his mother drove away, Tim entered the pool building and changed into his swim gear. Entering the pool area, he noticed Vanessa, Nes for her friends, was already in the water, but there was no sign of Tamara.

“Morning Tim.” Nes said as she finished a lap. “No Tamara?”

“She was babysitting the twins, with help from Fay. I called her, but all I get is voicemail. I hope the twins behaved.”

“After hearing your and Tamara’s stories, I don’t think ‘behaving’ with regards to tying people up is in their vocabulary.”

“We’ll see. Let’s train.

Tim got in the water, and he and Nes were doing their lanes. It was not till after the 10th lap that Tamara entered the pool area.

“Sorry, was a little tied up.” She greeted Nes and Tim as she got in the water.

Tim noticed that Fay was sitting on the bleachers and waved at her. He got a quick wave back. The three of them finished their training for the day and got out of the water, joining Fay on the bleachers. The pool was being taken over by the water polo team.

“What happened?” Tim asked.

He could see ropemarks on both Tamara and Fay.

“The twins are what happened, although I must admit that part of the blame lies with us, as we played along.” Tamara said.

“The boys were playing a game on the console, and depending on who won the round, Tamara or I would get tied up a bit. It sounded a nice idea when we started, but the game lasted a long time and at the end, when both of us were fully tied in the basement, the boys fell asleep in the living room.” Fay added.

“My mother had a long shift; she did not come home until 7 AM when she found the twins asleep on the couches and us tied to the 2x4’s in the basement.” Tamara added.

“Sounds like fun.” Nes laughed.

“Next time you can play a game with the twins and spend several hours tied to 2x4’s.” Fay grinned.

“Are the twins home?”

“My mom was going to drop them off. Based on the security system, Miranda was still sitting tied on the chair where she was left for her date. Not sure, as we never looked, if Mark had come by.”

“I know my dad was looking forward to the date. I never seen him take so long to get dressed.”

At that moment Karen came walking up to the bleachers where they sat.

“Good to see you all.” She greeted the group. “I just heard from Miranda. As Mark had found her all tied up, after their date, he tied her up again, leaving her to be discovered by the twins.”

“My dad did what?” Fay asked.

“He tied up Miranda. Hence why she could not answer her phone. When Carrie brought the twins home, they found her. Based on what she told Carrie, she had a great date with Mark. I understood that the two of you had an interesting night?” Karen asked Tamara and Fay.

“You could say that.” Fay responded. “I seem to get tied up a lot lately.”

“Welcome to the family.” Tim grinned.

“The twins fell asleep at the end of the game we were playing and there was no way Fay or I could get loose. My mother found us. Fay decided to come along to the pool.” Tamara said.

“Did you do your training?”

“Yes, although my times sucked.”

“Not surprisingly, as I can see ropemarks on both your and Fay’s body. You were probably a bit stiff. Why don’t you get changed, and we’ll grab lunch somewhere.” Karen suggested.

While Tim, Tamara and Vanessa went to change, Karen and Fay waited.

“Can I ask a question?” Fay asked.

“Sure.”

“My dad said you were a bondage model. Is that the reason for all these tie-up games?”

“I blame my kids for this.” Karin laughed. “Sally and Tim regularly play bondage games. It just grew from there to the others, like Tamara and DW. I told them I have no problems with it, if it is done safe.”

“Standing to a pole bound, gagged and blindfolded for hours does not sound doing things safe. Or I might be mistaken?”

“No, you are right, and the twins have been told several times to make sure they play safe. But I know we all break that rule at times.”

“Sally told me she was going to Billings for a trial with a model agency?”

“Yes, I wonder what she will think of it. Modelling is different from playing around like we do. Somebody hiring a model will have specific needs, and often several photo sessions must be done within a short time frame, which is hard on the model. But she is an adult and if she wants to try it, why should I be the one to block it. She has enough experience from the games we play.”

“I hope she enjoys it.”

At that moment the others, after changing into their street clothes, joined them.

“I could eat.” Tim said.

“You can always eat.” Tamara grinned.

“I can eat too, as long as I don’t get tied up.” Fay added.

“We’ll wait with that until we’re back home.” Karen grinned.

[Beaumains]

Great continuation. I wonder how many at the training noticed these rope marks.

[Caesar73]

Great continuation. I wonder how many at the training noticed these rope marks.

I concur This Chapter links the two different Story Lines perfectly. Well done!