Tuesday:

Ava excitedly made her way downstairs as soon as she heard the doorbell.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Jake and Clark, the two youngest boys, had chosen to use a large portion of their hours on her today. Opening the front door, she was greeted by both boys, who looked a bit uncertain but definitely excited.

“Hi, boys! Come on in.” They both gave her a cheerful but meek smile, following her into the house. “Everyone is gone today, so we’ve got the house all to ourselves!”

The boys both gave her a look of cautious intrigue, “Good to know. So, is there anything in particular that you want to do?”

As soon as Jake asked, Ava put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.

“You’re asking me? I figured you two would have had this all planned out.” Her tone was almost disappointed, but she remained in a clearly playful mood.

“Well,” Clark chimed in, “we thought about it. But honestly, most of the time the older boys decide on everything, so we weren’t exactly sure.”

Ava felt a bit sympathetic for them, hoping she might be able to give them their chance to shine.

“It’s alright, I understand. I do actually have some things in mind. But first, how do you want me all dressed up?” She dramatically gestured to her current attire, which consisted of a light blue tank top and black leggings. The two boys seemed overwhelmed as they looked her up and down, imaginations wandering.

“Okay, let me guess.” She began, curiously reading their expressions and watching where their eyes lingered, “A sports bra for the top… a skirt, obviously. Aaand...tights. No, thigh highs?” Ava noticed their gazes lingering on her upper legs, making her precise deductions before running off to her room to get changed. The two boys looked at each other with blatant confusion and amazement.

“How the heck does she do that?” Jake couldn’t help but ask.

“No clue, but it sounds like great minds think alike so far.” Clark joked, waiting for some kind of update from Ava.

“You two can come on upstairs!” She called out from up in her room, her voice filled with playful anticipation. Jake immediately began to head up to her room, with Clark soon following after a moment of hesitation. Once the two reached her room upstairs, they saw her sitting on the edge of her bed, one leg crossed over the other.

She wore an outfit that brought together each of the components that she had mentioned earlier, consisting of a tight sports bra, a short pleated skirt, and thigh-high socks all in an alluring dark red.

“Alright boys, I think I’ve got a plan that will be…mutually beneficial.” She gestured to the box full of bondage material on the ground in front of her, “I have to be totally honest with you both about what I want. I’d like you two to make me as helpless as you possibly can.”

The two boys glanced at each other during a moment of awkward silence after Ava made her confession.

“Alright, let me specify. I want you two, right now, to tie me up as tightly as you can. Gag me, wrap me up, lock me away, do whatever you want to make me entirely helpless. I’ve just…got that feeling, and I really need this. Plus, it should give both of you some good practice to improve your tying skills.”

Another moment of silence passed as the boys processed her words before both of them accepted her challenge.

“Deal. We’ll do our best.” Jake told her honestly, before he grabbed a coil of rope from the box, passing another one to Clark as well.

“Great! Thanks so much, you guys. I’ll make sure to give you any pointers I can.”

Ava seemed overjoyed by having swiftly convinced the boys and now placed her ankles together out in front of her for the boys to begin with. Clark immediately looped his rope around her ankles, wrapping it around as Jake began to mirror that process at her thighs just above her knees.

“Make sure you have enough slack to cinch it, Clark.” Ava commented as she watched them begin to bind her legs. “Jake, I think you need to make that a bit tighter above my knees, I can still move my thighs a bit.”

Both boys seemed a tiny bit vexed by her notes, but they recognized that she was knowledgeable, so they simply complied and continued their work. They added ropes around her calves and below her knees, which were each commented on and critiqued, further adding to their irritation. Clark then uncoiled another rope and tied it around her wrists, and as Jake started to bind her elbows as well, Ava spoke up again.

“You know, I hate to be needy, but you guys should really be tying me tighter. The knots in my wrists feel a bit loose, and my elbows aren’t nearly close enough together…”

As she rambled on and on about her criticisms of their work, Jake stood up and stormed off towards her wardrobe. He yanked open her drawers until he found her hosiery, picking up a pair of tights before making a different and bold choice. He put the tights back down and grabbed a pair of red lace panties instead, returning to Ava with a heated look of irritation in his eyes. Even while she still spoke, he shoved the underwear into her mouth and grabbed a roll of thick white tape, tearing off several pieces and plastering them over her lips to cover the entire lower half of her face. Clark watched Jake’s work with impressed surprise before the two of them established their new plan.

“Alright, Clark. She wants helpless, so let’s make her nice and helpless.” Jake spoke with an eager and almost vindictive smirk before Clark instantly agreed to take action.

“Okay, you handle the tape and zipties, I’ll take care of the rope and straps…”

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“Ava?”

Kate called out as she stepped through the front door,

“Are you home?”

She saw her daughter’s car still in the driveway, but she didn’t hear any response as she walked into the house. After setting down her purse and slipping off her heels, Kate took a few minutes to sit down and relax before her curiosity overcame her, and she began looking through the house for Ava.

After several minutes of searching, she finally entered her daughter’s bedroom, finding it empty. Kate was puzzled by this, until she noticed an assortment of Ava’s belongings scattered across her bed and floor, drawing her eyes to the white storage chest at the foot of her bed as she put the pieces together.

“Surely not…” Kate muttered to herself as she approached the chest and unlatched it. Her suspicions were confirmed as she opened the lid and found Ava inside. She practically scoffed aloud as she immediately noticed Ava’s attire and her bondage.

Starting at her feet, Kate inspected Ava’s helplessness to find her legs tightly bound together by ropes around her ankles, and calves, above and below her knees, and her thighs. Black electrical tape was tightly wrapped around her legs between the ropes, with black zipties secured over the tape. She even giggled softly as she noticed that Ava’s big toes had been ziptied together through her socks.

Kate’s gaze then moved to her upper body, where she noticed an intensely tight crotch rope tied around her waist and between her legs. Most remarkably, Ava’s arms were folded and bound into a strict reverse-prayer tie, the ropes winding around her forearms and wrists with a crude tightness. The position pressed Ava’s hands together, palms flat and fingers pointing upward between her shoulder blades. The ropes coiled snugly around her arms, binding them together parallel and looping over her elbows to hold them securely in place.

Additional wraps framed her breasts in a snug bikini harness, crossing over her chest and pulling her arms closer to her body. Kate also saw that her hands, which were pointed up behind her back, were thoroughly wrapped up in black tape, before being additionally secured with several zipties around her hands, wrists, and forearms.

To effectively fit Ava in the chest, leather straps had been used to bind her knees up to her chest, and her ankles back to her wrists, holding her in a compact balltie.

To complete her utter helplessness, tape and vet wrap completely covered her face below her nose, and more vet wrap thoroughly covered her eyes, both silencing and blinding her. A pair of her headphones had even been placed over her ears as well, obstructing the very last of her senses.

Ava’s skimpy attire was barely visible under the copious amount of restraints, and Kate was struck with a playful idea. She took out her cellphone and snapped a few pictures of her daughter’s predicament,

“Kyle will want to see this.”

Kate knelt down and removed the headphones from her daughter’s ears, chuckling as Ava flinched, startled by the sudden change. She then began swiftly unwinding the vet wrap from around her head, returning her eyesight as well. Finally, she removed the many layers of tape from her lips, sharply raising an eyebrow as she plucked Ava’s underwear from her mouth.

“Do I even want to know?” She asked in exasperation as Ava sighed with relief and licked her lips.

“I promise you, for once, that wasn’t my idea.”

Kate folded her arms and looked skeptically at her daughter,

“This whole thing? Or just getting gagged with your own panties?”

Ava blushed and rolled her eyes, “Okay I technically had a hand in this. Jake and Clark booked a few hours with me today, but I just wanted to nag them until they stepped up their game. I didn’t think they would be this thorough. I can’t move a muscle.”

She practically moaned at the end of her last sentence, shifting as much as her bonds would allow. Kate noticed her involuntary moan and stifled a chuckle, earning an embarrassed glare from Ava.

“I can see that. Do you want to be untied?” She nodded eagerly, straining uselessly against her bonds for emphasis

“At least get me out of this box, this balltie is driving me crazy.” Kate swiftly unbuckled the belts that constricted her and helped her stand out of the box and lay back on her bed, still helplessly bound.

“Better?” Kate lightly teased her.

“Yeah…” Ava  looked conflicted and fidgeted as much as her bonds would allow, “Could you do me a favor?”

Kate grinned knowingly, already opening the drawer of her daughter’s nightstand, “Let me guess. You want me to put your ballgag on you and give you some time to yourself?”

Ava blushed and meekly nodded as Kate produced the white ballgag from her nightstand. “I guess we know what’s going on in your mind, pervert.”

Kate immediately placed the ball firmly between Ava’s teeth, buckling it behind her head securely.

“Just for that, I think I might leave you to sleep like this for the night. Pervert.” She flashed her daughter a playful smirk, before turning and leaving Ava exactly how she imagined she might spend this day.

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“Wow, they really went overkill on her!”

I exclaimed as my mom showed me the pictures of Ava’s predicament.

“Yes, it seems that your friends have all gotten quite good at their restraining skills. You might need to step up your game.” She teased.

“Is that a challenge?” I retorted playfully.

“Well, that’s entirely up to you. After all, you’ve still got plenty of hours left to use this week.”

I thought to myself for a moment, concocting a plan in my mind.

“Alright then. Friday. I’ll show you a challenge.”