I'm back with a new series!

I have several stories of this one started. They will happen throughout the imaginary week. Hope you like it!

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Susan Torrance was looking for the perfect outfit for that night's party. She had been checking her wardrobe desperately, but all her party clothing was either old-fashioned (barely half a year old, but still too much for Susan), or didn't fit them anymore.

So she went to her step-mother wardrobe. She never really got along with her, but within the last months they started to connect, talking about guys, university or just fashion. She really liked her style.

Sue was a 20-year-old college girl. She had pink hair, adding her full figure a touch of personality, nice soft and tanned skin and honey eyes. And everyone said, and she knew they were right, that she was very hot. A fit 20-year-old figure with straight ass and nice boobs is always attractive and, if you add her beautiful face and her unquestionable style, the result was just amazing.

Her mother died when she was very young, and her father, having passed the appropriate amount of time to recover from his loss, started dating Courtney Carlton, who now was named Courtney Torrance. Although Sue didn't quite like her too much, she had to admit her step mother was really hot as well. She was forty, but seemed ten years younger. Redhead with green eyes and a slim yet curvy figure. And she was really stylish too, able to take the two most strange clothes you could think of and make them combine.

That's the reason she was in her father's bedroom, seeking among Courtney's clothes to find something she might like. However, that wasn't the problem, but the contrary. She liked too many clothes. Unable to just pick one up, she began to try them and watch herself in the mirror.

First, a two pieces white dress that made a good contrast with her tanned eyes. That would go to the list of "maybe".

In second place, a green leather jacket over a white blouse and dark jeans with cowboy boots. She really liked that one.

After a lot of tests something happened. It did when she was wearing a black leather short skirt and a pale blue blouse with black high heels. She was about to pick the eleventh combination to try when she accidentally dropped a box that Courtney kept inside the wardrobe, emptying what it had in the floor.

  - What the fuck? - she couldn't help saying.

Over the floor laid a huge amount of different materials. Ten coils of rope, ten rolls of tape, a lot of scarves and even some sponges but, apart from that, there were other more "strange" things, such as three pair of cuffs, or a red ball attached to what seemed a binding leather device that she had never seen before.

  "Wait, I know what this is" she thought. "This is something to keep somebody quiet, a gag. I've seen it in some movies."

And the rest of the things seemed to be used to bind and gag people. What was all that? Was Courtney planning to kidnap her dad? Or viceversa? Or planning to kidnap her? She freaked out a bit, but took a deep breath and forced herself to not prejudice.

She looked around the room for an answer to her doubts, and found it in a shape of book in her step mother's drawer:

"Bondage. The art of submission and pleasure it hides."

She looked over the images and saw a lot of damsels tightly bound and gagged in all the positions she could have never imagined.

So that was it. Courtney and her father did that kind of sexual thing of tying up and stuff. She didn't know what to feel. At first, she found it gross and disgusting, but soon a strong feeling of curiosity caught her, maximized by that ball gag.

"Sue, try me. Sue, try me."

Shit! That thing was calling her. It knew about her curiosity and intended to take advantage of it.

So there was only one way to shut it up. She grabbed that ball and put it deep into her mouth. Next she took the straps ant tied them in the back of her neck.

  - Helpffff! - she moaned a little, feeling the muffling effect of the gag in her words.

Wow, the sensation was amazing. That ball pressing her tongue, tightly strapped behind her neck and being unable to utter a word made her feel helpless. It was kind of arousing.

She was ready to be ungagged, at least she thought so, but something stopped her. Another whisper, softer than the ball's.

"Sue, try me. Sue, try me" she heard again.

This time, it were the cuffs which seemed to call her. Not seemed, they really spelled pronounced her name. So she complied again. Leaving the key over the sideboard, she used the device to tie her hands behind her back.

She had never felt anything like that before. And she could say she liked it. Yes, indeed she did. She began moaning in pleasure, a little strange that she noticed she could be understood. In all the movies she had seen, a simple bandana over the captive's mouth was enough to keep her from talking. But this device, which seemed much more strong and that actually got deep inside her mouth didn't completely work.

  - I amphhhff a fffound and pgffagged damselfff in distrphhhh.

She said giggling. Being able to speak more or less normally didn't decrease her feeling of helplessness.

Suddenly, a voice came from downstairs.

  - Sue!! I'm here, honey, I stopped working soonner today! - she shouted.

  "Shit, it's Courtney" Sue thought, freaking out. She groped over the sideboard looking for the key, when she heard a metallic sound hitting the floor. She had dropped the key.

Carefully, she left the bed and search for the device to be free, while she heard her setpmom's steps coming closer.

  - Sue? Are you home?

She was tempted to answer, but she knew the muffling effect the gag would make in her voice would have made Courtney to suspect, so she kept quiet and focused on her task. Uselessly, actually. The key had landed under the bed and she was too nervous to make an exercise of flexibility to get it.

In the middle of her searching, Courtney entered the room. At first, she got shocked but then a slight smile appeared in her face.

  - So... you found my secret archive, didn't you?

  - Wellpfff... Yepfff.

  - Okay, let me take that gag off you.

Courtney then undid the strap in the back of Sue's neck, and let the ball out of her mouth.

  - Wow. That was... - she began.

  - Yes? - asked Courtney curiously.

  - Strange.

  - And what in the earth were you doing?

  - Maybe I should be the one asking why the hell did you have that hidden in your closet.

  - Well... - she gasped - it is kind of a fantasy of mine. I love the sensation of feeling restrained and helpless. Now it's your turn, what made you try it?

  - Why I don't know... i felt veeeery curious. It was like if they were calling me.

Her stepmom nodded in approval.

  - Yeah, I know the feeling. But why didn't you conceal it before I came? You had plenty of time while I was coming upstairs.

  - Well...

Susan explained the situation to her so Courtney took the keys from under the bed. She was approaching her step-daughter wrists when she stopped her.

  - Wait!

  - What? What happens?

  - Can't I keep these a little more? And maybe even get that ball back inside my mouth and... I don't know. Some more restraints, just like in the movies.

Courtney looked at her full of curiosity and a touch of lust in her gaze.

  - So you're liking it.

  - Yes... I don't know. It's thrilling, even arousal - she answered, feeling her cheeks inmediately blushing after her words.

Courtney noticed that and calmed her down.

  - No need to be embarrased, honey. Bondage and kinkiness is more common than you could think.

  - And do you think you could teach me a little more about it?

  - Now? - the girl nodded enthusiastically -, didn't you have like the best party of the year? - she mocked, imitating the girl's usual pronunciation.

  - Well, it doesn't seem so incredible right now, hahaha.

The redhead touched her chin with her hand, seeming to be thinking about it. Finally she said:

  - Okay, but this has to remain our secret. Not a word to your dad, neither about us doing bondage or just myself, okay?

  - Wait, doesn't he know yet? I thought you guys practiced this together.

  - No, honey. This is just me.

  - But how hasn't he found out by now? I've literally stepped by your secret gear. And I didn't put too much effort in finding the book either.

  - Right? - Courtney agreed, raising her voice - I've been trying him to notice about my fantasy for months, making some comments with subliminal lines or even leaving my stuff in plain sight, but he hadn't moved a finger.

  - He's a shitty observer. And wouldn't it be better if I told him, so you finally get what you want?

  - Oh, no. I prefer him noticing by himself.

  - Well. It's your call. Good luck with that.

  - Anyway, he's leaving in a business trip tomorrow for the whole week. We can use that time to introduce you in the world of bondage.

  - Great!! Besides, it's my free week at the uni! But how about a little preview for now? - Sue asked, innocently.

  - Okay, but only for half an hour, so your father don't catch us and you can go partying.

  - Fine.

Courtney took a piece of rope and tightly bound Susan's ankles. The she did the same with her knees nd thighs.

After she was done with the bindings, she took the ballgag and put it back into the girl's mouth.

  - By the way, this is called a ballgag - she added. - But don't worry, you'll be learning a lot of bondage vocabulary throughout this week.

Sue giggled and mphhhed a bit behind her gag.

  - I'll leave you to it while I put my stuff back together. Remember, honey, half an hour.

  - Mphhhes!

The girl moaned while her step mother gathered all the things over the floor and put them back inside the box.

Sue enjoyed herself in her current predicament, knowing that it would be the first but not the last time she would get tied up. Maybe that was the way to finally get closer to her step mom.