I have to say the sight was incredibly arousing and it was obvious she had been secured for a while as the ropes looked particularly tight and her face was flushed and she looked exhausted almost as though drugged, I also noticed her nipples were also very prominent, a fact enhanced by the tightness of the top and ropework, perhaps by the embarrassment of the situation she found herself in.Īnyway, after she was freed, reluctantly I have to add, the full story of what had happened came to light.Īfter I had left she had checked on the boys upstairs and found them playing secret agents, the younger boy had been tied up and looked very uncomfortable, she immediately got them together and in no uncertain terms told them off and untied the boy who was a little distressed as the ropes were too tight, the older boy apologised for tying the younger one up so tight and asked Paulina if she fancied joining in the game and perhaps taking the part of an undercover policewoman or similar. Her mouth was filled and covered in silver duct tape and only a murmur from her was possible. I also noticed that the zip on her top had been lowered. Her hands were tied tightly behind her and her elbows also tied and cinched, ropes were tightly wrapped above and below her breasts, which extenuated her breasts even more than normal and rope adorned her waist and more heavy roping and cinching covered her legs and feet, the ropes from her chest were tied to ropes on her thighs which forced to lean forward and unable to wriggle free. She had obviously been tightly bound and very professionally it would seem as well. Upon pulling back the large mirrored doors I was amazed, to say the least, as I discovered Paulina, my wife, heavily bound and gagged at the back of the large area. I immediately looked in the bedrooms but could see nothing it was only on rechecking and calling out that I heard a faint murmur come from bedroom three in the wardrobe area. He murmured something about her being unable to come down. He advised sheepishly that she was upstairs in one of the bedrooms whereupon I told him to let her know I was here and ask her to come down. I was thus able to enter the front door and there seemed an eerie silence apart from the TV being on low volume, there was no one in the lounge or kitchen area and having doubled back to the stairs I noticed Julie's younger son at the top of the stairs and asked him where Paulina was. I decided to go round early and keep my wife company just in case the boys were being a handful, little did I know what they had been up to.Īs I pulled up into the driveway I noticed one of the boys running into the house and he inadvertently left the door ajar. The time was now 9.45 p.m and I had received no call, there was no response when I tried Paulina's mobile number or the house phone. Anyway, I left Paulina and told her to call me at about 9.30 pm just to let me know everything was going fine. I was a little bit wary, as I know what young adolescent boys fantasise about and can get up to when left alone. She advised that the boys were upstairs in one of the bedrooms playing rough games. Julie apologised for the noise and advised that her two boys aged 12 and 14 and their school friend aged 13 years had been very boisterous all day long and that Paulina should not in any way put up with any nonsense and that they would be expected to go to bed around 10 pm. We arrived at Julies on time and were greeted by the sound of some shouting at the top of the stairs. That evening Paulina was dressed in tight leggings, trainers and black t-shirt and a light blue zip top, which extenuated her figure somewhat, anyway she looked really attractive as per normal. Julie still lived in the large marital home about 10 mins away from us and I agreed to drop my wife (Paulina) off at Julies at 7 pm. About three years ago my wife who was 45 years old, slim, blonde, very attractive and curvaceous agreed as a favour for her girlfriend, who was separated from her husband and had three young boys to look after, to baby-sit one evening so that she (Julie) could have an evening out.
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