Then I brought in the vibrator. I rubbed it against her on the lowest setting. Her already soaking clit was ready as I prepared to give her what she wanted so much. I turned the vibrator up to the highest setting and began rubbing it on her. She moaned and struggled as she got closer to orgasming. I looked at her up and down. Part of my conscience was urging me to untie her and face the consequences. Hopefully I could convince her not to tell Dad and we would put this all behind us. But the other part... The resulting hurt would not only affect the adults but it is inevitable that your son would be affected by all the tension at home and it would be very damaging for him. That was definitely exciting..." she said. "But the clothes... you shouldn't have done that. It's not right." I took off her blindfold and smiled at her. "I just wanted to give you the full experience of feeling vulnerable."

Tell your wife that you miss having sex and ask her what you can do to help her regain her interest. My wife and I booked a weekend away at a theme park last year but at the last minute I had to work so she took our son on her own. I'm gonna leave you here for a while now," I said, soothingly. "And when I return I might untie you."

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If you want to be pleasured again, you will have to pay a price," I said as I began to take my clothes off. I walked up to her in my boxers. My bulge pushing out. Three months ago my wife took our son to visit her brother. I don’t get on with him so I stayed at home with my mother-in-law for the weekend. As for myself, I had just turned 18 at the time. I was a relatively skinny guy with messy blonde hair.

Her face fell. "Oh... Adam please..." she began to beg. It wasn't desperate begging. It seemed almost playful, though it was still begging. Open wide," I said. Surprisingly, she obeyed. I shoved them in. Then I used a roll of ductape to gag her. She mumbled through the gag incoherently. I nodded. I felt slightly uncomfortable talking about bondage with my step-mom so tried to change the subject. "We should probably sort out dinner." I turned off the TV and sat for a moment, contemplating what I might do next. If I untied her, the fun would be over. I feared she might even punish me for stripping her down so much. I needed to make her enjoy it but also show her who was in control. If tonight went well and she enjoyed it, I might be able to do it more often.I sat watching TV for a while. I was down there for at least an hour. Focusing on what I was watching was hard - all I could think about was my step-mom, bound and gagged, struggling against her bonds. I tried to tell myself not to get so excited. She was my step-mom. But at the same time, that fact made it all the more kinky. I whispered to her. "I wanna play a game with you. If you win, I'll untie you. If you lose, I get to have some fun." She sighed. "A passing interest, yes." She paused. "I've never done anything... exciting. As in, I've never explored myself in that way." I whispered. "I'm going to rub some objects against you. If you correctly guess what they are, you win. However, if you guess wrong, I win." I got home early on the Saturday and heard noises from upstairs. I went up and my mother-in-law’s bedroom door was ajar.

I feared what the neighbors heard when she finally came. Her passionate moans were music as she heaved and twisted against her bonds. I was captivated by it all. She moved her legs to cover up her most private area. Before she had the chance to do anything risky though, I grabbed her left leg. I began to tie it, tightly, to the leg of the chair. I did the same to her right leg, then tying it below the knee to allow minimal movement. She struggled to close her legs but couldn't, giving me the perfect view of her clit. At 35, she was 10 years younger than my dad was. Unlike the rest of my family, she was a brunette. She was also incredibly curvy, regularly visiting the gym. I had never really seen her as much of a mother. She was more of an acquaintance who happened to live with me because of family connections. After that I fantasised about her all the time and would sneak a peek at her in her undies or in the shower whenever possible.I went down to her legs and untied her ankles. She looked slightly surprised as I let her legs free of her bonds. She tested the freedom I'd given her, stretching her legs for the first time in over an hour. I moved up her legs and felt the edge of her panties with my fingers. She gasped as I slowly pulled them down her thighs, past her knees and took them off. They were soaking. I wiped the sweat from her brow. Then I slowly shook my head. She looked at me, slightly more frustrated.