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Sort Newest. When school started back up and our den meetings resumed on a regular basis so did the 'cowboys and Indians capture the white woman' game. But, I didn't. I would have never imagined someone would put up a web page devoted to mothers who were tied up. I once thought of asking my husband if he had played these games when he was a boy and, if so, how did he know what to do. About the sixth time I was tied up I noticed one of the boys taking off his neckerchief. When it was time for the meeting to be over the kids gathered up their schoolbooks and Cub Scout books, said goodbye to me, still seated in the chair with my hands and ankles tied, and headed home. When you are tied up you are not only helpless, you are on display. I was suddenly rolled over onto my stomach. I hope you all enjoyed hearing my story.

This leads me to another warning. I now would have my hands tied behind my back, ropes would be wrapped around my arms above and below my breasts, wrapped around my waist and wrists in back, around my thighs, just below my knees, and round my ankles. I assume, the next addition to the way they tied me up, was inspired by the pictures in the attic as well. You could actually do that then. I once asked my son why the boys always wanted to play the same game. My son sent me the address for this site. The next week, when they tied me up, a blindfold was added. When they were in their second year of Boy Scouts and around twelve and a half years old some interesting new additions were added to the way they tied me up.

Plus, as I remember, there were a lot of detective magazines, men's adventure type of magazines, and even comic books displayed in the magazine racks at the grocery and drug stores. They either walked home or rode their bikes home. I didn't get out on my own because I didn't want the boys to know how easy it would have been. I'm not complaining but, suddenly more ropes were being added and I could hardly move, much less entertain any thought of ever getting free on my own. I had by now admitted to myself that I liked being tied up. One time I did refuse to play cowboys and Indians with them because of their behavior during the meeting. Categories All Confessions. Also, one day when one of the boys approached me with a thick piece of rolled up bed sheet, I had, as usual opened my mouth to let him tie it between my lips, when instead a wad of cloth was stuffed into my mouth.

I had by now admitted to myself that I liked being tied up. Because for the next five years, until the boys turned 18 and were getting out of Boy Scouts, high school, and going off to college or the military, I would spend one afternoon a week hogtied on my kitchen floor. Random Confession. This was interesting news. Kids are curious. Is this comment inapropriate? If they suspect you are trying to hide something then they become even more curious. My son told me his friend had stayed awake one night and about 1am had slipped out his bedroom windows, sneaked up to his parents' bedroom window, peeked through a crack in the curtains and could see just enough to tell his dad was tying up his mom. Same idea. Before, even though the words sounded funny and somewhat muffled, I had been able to still talk to the boys when I wanted to.

I went on a swinging website and a well endowed black guy gave her the pounding of her life. He very plainly answered, "just pictures". At one of our pack meetings one of the dens working on their Wolf rank was going to put on a skit they had worked on in their Den meeting. The summer wasn't the layoff I had expected. And, the reason I didn't put a stop to the game was because I had found myself having as much fun with the game as the boys. Because I had expected they would gag me the first time they tied me up. Most of these always featured women in jeopardy, often tied up. Every now and then they would loop ropes around me, and the chair back, to keep me from moving around too much.

I mean, at that time no one thought of covering up those magazines or putting them behind the counter so there was no lack if material to inspire the imagination of young boys. The first time we booked a hotel room and she was blindfolded and dressed in stockings and heels. I had by now admitted to myself that I liked being tied up. As a den mother I always wore my yellow uniform blouse and a tailored knee length blue skirt and black pumps with about a two inch heel. Because I had expected they would gag me the first time they tied me up. In one scene the Den Mother was loosely tied to a chair with a Cub Scout neckerchief loosely tied over her mouth, awaiting rescue before the powder keg blew up. Plus, as I remember, there were a lot of detective magazines, men's adventure type of magazines, and even comic books displayed in the magazine racks at the grocery and drug stores. This was interesting news. So, by the fifth week I resigned myself to being tied up each week until they tired of the game.

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As I sat there I wondered if "the game" would continue when school started back in September. I was suddenly rolled over onto my stomach. Is this post inapropriate? When you are tied up you are not only helpless, you are on display. One of the moms made an interesting comment while we were talking. Now my hands were being securely tied behind my back, my ankles and thighs were tied, and I had a very real and effective gag tied in my mouth. While I didn't mind this progression I did often wonder if tying up women was instinctive in young boys. I mean, at that time no one thought of covering up those magazines or putting them behind the counter so there was no lack if material to inspire the imagination of young boys.

Most of these always featured women in jeopardy, often tied up. Categories All Confessions. If they suspect you are trying to hide something then they become even more curious. I'm not complaining but, suddenly more ropes were being added and I could hardly move, much less entertain any thought of ever getting free on my own. I guess I used all these things to help reconcile any concerns I may have had about letting the boys tie me up. My son then picked up a piece of rope and said, "let's tie her legs together too". I apparently wasn't the only one who noticed this because the boys were staring even more than usual and having a harder time holding any semblance of a patrol meeting. My son told me his friend had stayed awake one night and about 1am had slipped out his bedroom windows, sneaked up to his parents' bedroom window, peeked through a crack in the curtains and could see just enough to tell his dad was tying up his mom. I knew this was my cue to come in for the closing tie up.

I hope you all enjoyed hearing my story. This was interesting news. So, we had several lengths of rope out. I know the colors are blue and gold but the blouses looked yellow to me. At one of our pack meetings one of the dens working on their Wolf rank was going to put on a skit they had worked on in their Den meeting. I was busted on the spot. I've tied up my wife during one of our little play time games. The boys, apparently with the cooperation of their Den Mother and one of the other moms, had come up with the standard Snidley Wiplash and Little Nell melodrama as their skit.

I also discovered the game was a very useful way of maintaining discipline at the den meeting. But, for me, the main thing, was knowing I wasn't some odd ball. The Den Mother and the other mom were playing the heroines. Screen Name shown to the public. I went into a By then I would have been disappointed if they had ever stopped wanting to play the game. Kids are curious. So, I spent the better part of an hour and a half sitting in the kitchen chair tied and gagged. The first time we booked a hotel room and she was blindfolded and dressed in stockings and heels. The boys wanted to play "the game" for the whole meeting.

The Den Mother and the other mom were playing the heroines. Password Forgot? I didn't get out on my own because I didn't want the boys to know how easy it would have been. I was having as much fun getting tied up as they were tying me up. It was fun. That's when he found a box with the pictures and magazines. If you let them talk you into being tied up, you are going to be tied up. She then said she had been burned at the stake by a couple of the boys several times during the last few weeks.

Then my feet were drawn up to my wrists and tied off. A link that will let you reset your password has been emailed to you. When school started back up and our den meetings resumed on a regular basis so did the 'cowboys and Indians capture the white woman' game. I told him he was right. The boys all joined the same troop and formed a patrol. He very plainly answered, "just pictures". Yes No. Now, all that came out were muted grunts. I think that's why tying up older sisters, aunts, and moms, then tickling them seems to be so prevalent.

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Now, here is where I need to issue a word of warning to any moms who happen to be reading this and have sons in Boy Scouts. I can tell you it's somewhat of a shock the first time you feel your shoulders being drawn back and realize your elbows just touched together behind your back. I asked him exactly what he meant "pictures". I doubt there are any other Den Mothers or Girl Scout moms out there who had quite the same experience I did but, it would be nice see any experiences you did have posted here. First they started tying me up at the start of their patrol meeting. So, I spent the better part of an hour and a half sitting in the kitchen chair tied and gagged. Seated in a kitchen chair my hands were quickly tied in front of me and my ankles were tied together. This afternoon the boys decided they wanted to play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. By the end of summer the boys' ability at tying me up had improved. I also discovered the game was a very useful way of maintaining discipline at the den meeting.

The boys, apparently with the cooperation of their Den Mother and one of the other moms, had come up with the standard Snidley Wiplash and Little Nell melodrama as their skit. They then tied me as they usually did. That's when a mom from another den, who had been standing close enough to hear our conversation, turned and said, "I hope so. By then I would have been disappointed if they had ever stopped wanting to play the game. I figured I might as well get used to this and it's a good thing I did. I lied and said just some guys from the bar. I secretly hoped that it would. He told me the boys all liked tying me up. Knowing this helped me rid myself of some of the guilt feeling I still had because I not only let the boys tie me up but because I enjoyed it as well.

If you let them talk you into being tied up, you are going to be tied up. I didn't get out on my own because I didn't want the boys to know how easy it would have been. Looking back I think the blindfold was a good idea. Most Popular. A link that will let you reset your password has been emailed to you. Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. I'm not complaining but, suddenly more ropes were being added and I could hardly move, much less entertain any thought of ever getting free on my own. I hope you all enjoyed hearing my story.

About five minutes later I asked my son if he was going to untie me. This leads me to another warning. I assume, the next addition to the way they tied me up, was inspired by the pictures in the attic as well. Because I had expected they would gag me the first time they tied me up. My son then picked up a piece of rope and said, "let's tie her legs together too". I note this because I noticed my nipples were clearly outlined against the tightly stretched fabric. Also, one day when one of the boys approached me with a thick piece of rolled up bed sheet, I had, as usual opened my mouth to let him tie it between my lips, when instead a wad of cloth was stuffed into my mouth. Next week when it again came time for a closing game the kids wanted to once again play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman.

I was taking pictures and video the whole time and got great shots of all the action. Didn't they ever get tired of the same game and want to play something else. They'll be playing something else by next week. Like us? Wow this is more or less what I have done to my wife because I to had her spread-eagled naked on the bed and yes blindfolded but covered with a sheet but also taunting her that there were four of my mates waiting outside the bedroom but she thought I was joking and sad I wouldn't dare and this is when I called my mates to come in and take the sheet off and help themselves to what is underneath the only thing I had asked them that they don't speak so she wouldn't guess who they were because she knows all of them. He told me the boys all liked tying me up. She said she wished there weren't so many Indian themes in scouting. After all, when you realize the boys won't have their Cub Scout neckerchiefs and you tear strips off an old sheet so they will have something to gag you with, I call that willing. Anyway, one day we were working on arrow points in our Bear book. Then my feet were drawn up to my wrists and tied off.

So, my boys weren't the only ones inclined to wanting to tie women up and while I wasn't the only victim I was probably the most willing. That was the beginning of a truly open and honest relationship with my son that I still enjoy to this day. I didn't fully understand the thrill I got from it but I knew I enjoyed it. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who noticed this because afterwards arguments would actually break out as to whose turn it was to tie my legs. I went on a swinging website and a well endowed black guy gave her the pounding of her life. I assume, the next addition to the way they tied me up, was inspired by the pictures in the attic as well. I would have never imagined that I would come to look upon getting tied up as fun, much less find myself enjoying the experience. Rather than having me sit in a chair as usual I was asked to sit on the floor.

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Last weekend I F41 went out with some I mean how did they know to do these things? It kept them from being embarrassed having me see them staring at me and it kept me from having to watch them stare at me, and feeling self-conscious about it. I was busted on the spot. You won't be getting loose, until they untie you, especially if they gag you. Delete this post? And, if someone was actually publishing magazines, which featured tied up and gagged women, then apparently so were a number of other people. He told me the boys all liked tying me up. She then said she had been burned at the stake by a couple of the boys several times during the last few weeks. But, we should keep that our secret.

But, for me, the main thing, was knowing I wasn't some odd ball. Confess Something. The boys, apparently with the cooperation of their Den Mother and one of the other moms, had come up with the standard Snidley Wiplash and Little Nell melodrama as their skit. I lied and said just some guys from the bar. I knew my son, and his two closest friends, would continue to tie me up every now and then, but I figured once the boys were out of Cub Scouts and in to Boy Scouts that sadly the weekly tie up game was at an end. Same idea. Also, with age and experience the cloth they pulled between my lips to hold the wad of packing in my mouth had gotten tighter as well. As it turned out, they never did tire of the game.

As a den mother I always wore my yellow uniform blouse and a tailored knee length blue skirt and black pumps with about a two inch heel. Account Login. Want to read confessions and comments uncensored? The kids danced in a circle around me making whooping sounds and having fun. After all, when you realize the boys won't have their Cub Scout neckerchiefs and you tear strips off an old sheet so they will have something to gag you with, I call that willing. Most Popular. My son then picked up a piece of rope and said, "let's tie her legs together too". About the sixth time I was tied up I noticed one of the boys taking off his neckerchief.

I was suddenly rolled over onto my stomach. I was taking pictures and video the whole time and got great shots of all the action. I hope you all enjoyed hearing my story. I never had another problem. Stay logged in. When school started back up and our den meetings resumed on a regular basis so did the 'cowboys and Indians capture the white woman' game. He very plainly answered, "just pictures". One time I did refuse to play cowboys and Indians with them because of their behavior during the meeting. Plus, as I remember, there were a lot of detective magazines, men's adventure type of magazines, and even comic books displayed in the magazine racks at the grocery and drug stores.

Now, all that came out were muted grunts. As I sat there I wondered if "the game" would continue when school started back in September. Now my hands were being securely tied behind my back, my ankles and thighs were tied, and I had a very real and effective gag tied in my mouth. Now, here is where I need to issue a word of warning to any moms who happen to be reading this and have sons in Boy Scouts. I mean, at that time no one thought of covering up those magazines or putting them behind the counter so there was no lack if material to inspire the imagination of young boys. And, my blouse was stretched tight across my chest as well. The first time we booked a hotel room and she was blindfolded and dressed in stockings and heels. The summer wasn't the layoff I had expected.

I'm sure they got some of it from movies and such. Cancel Post. Now my hands were being securely tied behind my back, my ankles and thighs were tied, and I had a very real and effective gag tied in my mouth. But, I didn't. I knew this was my cue to come in for the closing tie up. Now, here is where I need to issue a word of warning to any moms who happen to be reading this and have sons in Boy Scouts. She said she wished there weren't so many Indian themes in scouting. Last weekend I F41 went out with some

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I'm almost ashamed to admit it but I did have the rope and cloth they needed to tie and gag me with laying out on the kitchen counter top as a less then subtle hint. Now, here is where I need to issue a word of warning to any moms who happen to be reading this and have sons in Boy Scouts. The boys wanted to play "the game" for the whole meeting. But, we should keep that our secret. I lied and said just some guys from the bar. When he walked around behind me I knew what was coming but made no protest. Sort Newest. Finally summer arrived and we were having our last den meeting. Anyway, one day we were working on arrow points in our Bear book.

Confess Something. Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. Kids are curious. If you do not receive your email shortly, please check your spam folder. After several weeks I had noticed that, while all the boys participated in the game, it was my son and two of his closest friends that did most of the tying. CP Community. Next week when it again came time for a closing game the kids wanted to once again play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. As it turned out, they never did tire of the game.

I was having as much fun getting tied up as they were tying me up. Is this post inapropriate? I note this because I noticed my nipples were clearly outlined against the tightly stretched fabric. By now, once they finished working on their advancement and planning their patrol activities for the troop meeting or campout, my son would just holler "mom". Random Confession. Finally summer arrived and we were having our last den meeting. I felt rope being looped around the rope tying my ankles. As it turned out, they never did tire of the game. I knew my husband was sexually

And, the reason I didn't put a stop to the game was because I had found myself having as much fun with the game as the boys. If the game had stopped, even by the fourth week, I would most likely have never thought anymore about it. About the second meeting of the year, while the boys were tying me up, I noticed one of my son's friends whisper something to him. It never ceases to amaze me what you can find on the Internet. Confess Something. I guess this is where I should issue another warning to any moms out there who might read this because I assume if your reading this forum then you have either been tied up or may be thinking about letting your kids tie you up. My son told me his friend had stayed awake one night and about 1am had slipped out his bedroom windows, sneaked up to his parents' bedroom window, peeked through a crack in the curtains and could see just enough to tell his dad was tying up his mom. So, I spent the better part of an hour and a half sitting in the kitchen chair tied and gagged. Sort Newest. By now, once they finished working on their advancement and planning their patrol activities for the troop meeting or campout, my son would just holler "mom".

Most Popular. Confess Something. Looking back I think the blindfold was a good idea. So, I agreed and once again found myself seated in the kitchen chair with my hands tied in front and my ankles tied, while the kids danced and whooped in a circle around me. Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. I told him he was right. Password Forgot? My son says, "oh, sure" and quickly untied the ropes. Sort Newest. The summer wasn't the layoff I had expected.

I told him he was right. The last fifteen minutes of our den meetings were set aside for a game or activity. I figured I might as well get used to this and it's a good thing I did. So, my boys weren't the only ones inclined to wanting to tie women up and while I wasn't the only victim I was probably the most willing. All the boys lived close by in the neighborhood. I'm almost ashamed to admit it but I did have the rope and cloth they needed to tie and gag me with laying out on the kitchen counter top as a less then subtle hint. I would have never imagined that I would come to look upon getting tied up as fun, much less find myself enjoying the experience. Kids are curious. Sort Newest.

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Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. They were just a bunch of nine years olds having fun. The last fifteen minutes of our den meetings were set aside for a game or activity. The boys wanted to play "the game" for the whole meeting. This was interesting news. She said she wished there weren't so many Indian themes in scouting. When we first started playing the game the tie up was a simple hands in front and ankles tied together. My skirt usually rode up a little above my knees when I sat down but my son pushed it up a little more so he could tie my legs above the knees. So, I agreed and once again found myself seated in the kitchen chair with my hands tied in front and my ankles tied, while the kids danced and whooped in a circle around me.

Yes No. Before, even though the words sounded funny and somewhat muffled, I had been able to still talk to the boys when I wanted to. About the second meeting of the year, while the boys were tying me up, I noticed one of my son's friends whisper something to him. I also realized I liked this feeling. Account Login. It worked very well. The summer wasn't the layoff I had expected. I guess this is where I should issue another warning to any moms out there who might read this because I assume if your reading this forum then you have either been tied up or may be thinking about letting your kids tie you up. They were just a bunch of nine years olds having fun.

I'm not complaining but, suddenly more ropes were being added and I could hardly move, much less entertain any thought of ever getting free on my own. Delete this post? I can tell you it's somewhat of a shock the first time you feel your shoulders being drawn back and realize your elbows just touched together behind your back. She then said she had been burned at the stake by a couple of the boys several times during the last few weeks. I would have never imagined someone would put up a web page devoted to mothers who were tied up. Other people, right in the neighborhood, were in to this tie up thing. The achievement we were working that afternoon involved learning to coil and throw a rope as well as learning the disappearing knot trick. By then I would have been disappointed if they had ever stopped wanting to play the game. Also, with age and experience the cloth they pulled between my lips to hold the wad of packing in my mouth had gotten tighter as well. I figured I might as well get used to this and it's a good thing I did.

My son told me his friend had stayed awake one night and about 1am had slipped out his bedroom windows, sneaked up to his parents' bedroom window, peeked through a crack in the curtains and could see just enough to tell his dad was tying up his mom. Once those young men started learning about knot tying and lashing they applied those lessons to tying me up. She wanted to know who they are. I was suddenly rolled over onto my stomach. That was the beginning of a truly open and honest relationship with my son that I still enjoy to this day. Cub Scouts didn't really get into tying knots and such like Boy Scouts but they did play a lot of games, many of which were based on Indian themes. The next week, when they tied me up, a blindfold was added. Before, even though the words sounded funny and somewhat muffled, I had been able to still talk to the boys when I wanted to. I was taking pictures and video the whole time and got great shots of all the action.

Screen Name or Email. Skirts may be hiked up, a little more than usual, your breasts may be on display more than usual, hands may brush against your breasts, your ass, and your legs. Your not going to believe this. This leads me to another warning. About five minutes later I asked my son if he was going to untie me. I doubt there are any other Den Mothers or Girl Scout moms out there who had quite the same experience I did but, it would be nice see any experiences you did have posted here. The kids danced in a circle around me making whooping sounds and having fun. I went into a

Of course they had to tell the others so they could get checked. I doubt there are any other Den Mothers or Girl Scout moms out there who had quite the same experience I did but, it would be nice see any experiences you did have posted here. Because for the next five years, until the boys turned 18 and were getting out of Boy Scouts, high school, and going off to college or the military, I would spend one afternoon a week hogtied on my kitchen floor. I spent almost two hours a couple of weeks ago gagged and tied to a post in our garage". They then tied me as they usually did. He very plainly answered, "just pictures". Yes, flag for moderation Close. I also realized I liked this feeling. Cancel Post.

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I secretly hoped that it would. My son then picked up a piece of rope and said, "let's tie her legs together too". One of the moms made an interesting comment while we were talking. I'm sure they got some of it from movies and such. Now my hands were being securely tied behind my back, my ankles and thighs were tied, and I had a very real and effective gag tied in my mouth. When he walked around behind me I knew what was coming but made no protest. She wanted to know who they are. Anyway, one day we were working on arrow points in our Bear book.

I told him he should be the one telling the story, but he felt people would find it more interesting if I wrote it. They then tied me as they usually did. They either walked home or rode their bikes home. I felt rope being looped around the rope tying my ankles. Then he said they thought I was having fun too or I wouldn't let them tie me up every week. Return to the Contributions index. He explained that his friend, the one who had come up with the idea of pushing the wad of cloth in my mouth when they gagged me, the one who had suggested tying my thighs together, and the one who had tied my elbows together, had found some pictures and magazines in his attic which showed women tied up and gagged in different ways and apparently various stages of undress. Every now and then they would loop ropes around me, and the chair back, to keep me from moving around too much. Plus, I always had perfect attendance at my meetings.

This afternoon the boys decided they wanted to play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. It all started innocently enough. I've tied up my wife during one of our little play time games. I knew my son, and his two closest friends, would continue to tie me up every now and then, but I figured once the boys were out of Cub Scouts and in to Boy Scouts that sadly the weekly tie up game was at an end. Now my hands were being securely tied behind my back, my ankles and thighs were tied, and I had a very real and effective gag tied in my mouth. But, back to my story. Plus, I always had perfect attendance at my meetings. The other thing notable about this particular time besides the gag was they had tied my hands behind my back rather than in front as before. It was fun.

I went on a swinging website and a well endowed black guy gave her the pounding of her life. I once asked my son why the boys always wanted to play the same game. The whole thing didn't last 10 minutes, but it was still interesting. I assume, the next addition to the way they tied me up, was inspired by the pictures in the attic as well. If they suspect you are trying to hide something then they become even more curious. I felt rope being looped around the rope tying my ankles. Didn't they ever get tired of the same game and want to play something else. I was busted on the spot.

Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. You won't be getting loose, until they untie you, especially if they gag you. But, I didn't. I now would have my hands tied behind my back, ropes would be wrapped around my arms above and below my breasts, wrapped around my waist and wrists in back, around my thighs, just below my knees, and round my ankles. Password Forgot? Is this comment inapropriate? I would have never imagined someone would put up a web page devoted to mothers who were tied up. Plus, as I remember, there were a lot of detective magazines, men's adventure type of magazines, and even comic books displayed in the magazine racks at the grocery and drug stores. Sort Newest. I hope you all enjoyed hearing my story.

Like us? I spent almost two hours a couple of weeks ago gagged and tied to a post in our garage". They were just a bunch of nine years olds having fun. This afternoon the boys decided they wanted to play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. She really enjoys it but without telling her I went a step further. So I let him pull the neckerchief between my lips and tie it off behind my neck. Also, one day when one of the boys approached me with a thick piece of rolled up bed sheet, I had, as usual opened my mouth to let him tie it between my lips, when instead a wad of cloth was stuffed into my mouth. My son told me his friend had stayed awake one night and about 1am had slipped out his bedroom windows, sneaked up to his parents' bedroom window, peeked through a crack in the curtains and could see just enough to tell his dad was tying up his mom.

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But, I didn't. I didn't get out on my own because I didn't want the boys to know how easy it would have been. But, for me, the main thing, was knowing I wasn't some odd ball. I told him he was right. If you feel you may have even the slightest problem with any of these things then don't let them tie you up. Next I was laid back so I was now stretched out on the floor. Return to the Contributions index. I assume, the next addition to the way they tied me up, was inspired by the pictures in the attic as well.

My son says, "oh, sure" and quickly untied the ropes. I was having as much fun getting tied up as they were tying me up. It worked very well. I now would have my hands tied behind my back, ropes would be wrapped around my arms above and below my breasts, wrapped around my waist and wrists in back, around my thighs, just below my knees, and round my ankles. I hope you all enjoyed hearing my story. I figured I might as well get used to this and it's a good thing I did. They are especially curious about adult things and what their parents do, and they snoop. Password Forgot? This afternoon the boys decided they wanted to play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman.

I went on a swinging website and a well endowed black guy gave her the pounding of her life. When we first started playing the game the tie up was a simple hands in front and ankles tied together. Next week when it again came time for a closing game the kids wanted to once again play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. I told him he was right. I had by now admitted to myself that I liked being tied up. Anyway, one day, after my wrists were tied, the same boy who had first suggested tying my legs above the knee slipped a loop of rope up around my arms. She really enjoys it but without telling her I went a step further. Of course they had to tell the others so they could get checked. Curious, I asked why. Last weekend I F41 went out with some

And, if someone was actually publishing magazines, which featured tied up and gagged women, then apparently so were a number of other people. After the boys started tying my elbows together and blindfolding me I jokingly asked my son if there was some secret school boys go to where they learned different ways of tying women up. I was then tied, gagged, and blind folded in the same way as when seated in the chair. At one of our pack meetings one of the dens working on their Wolf rank was going to put on a skit they had worked on in their Den meeting. It never ceases to amaze me what you can find on the Internet. I can tell you it's somewhat of a shock the first time you feel your shoulders being drawn back and realize your elbows just touched together behind your back. Because for the next five years, until the boys turned 18 and were getting out of Boy Scouts, high school, and going off to college or the military, I would spend one afternoon a week hogtied on my kitchen floor. I didn't get out on my own because I didn't want the boys to know how easy it would have been. I mean, at that time no one thought of covering up those magazines or putting them behind the counter so there was no lack if material to inspire the imagination of young boys.

This was rather uncomfortable with my arms and wrists tied behind me as they were. Before, even though the words sounded funny and somewhat muffled, I had been able to still talk to the boys when I wanted to. About the sixth time I was tied up I noticed one of the boys taking off his neckerchief. I doubt there are any other Den Mothers or Girl Scout moms out there who had quite the same experience I did but, it would be nice see any experiences you did have posted here. Cub Scouts didn't really get into tying knots and such like Boy Scouts but they did play a lot of games, many of which were based on Indian themes. The ropes that were usually tied around my arms and upper body, which went above and below my breasts, certainly served to emphasize them but now they were really on display. Return to the main index. The boys wanted to play "the game" for the whole meeting. So I let him pull the neckerchief between my lips and tie it off behind my neck.

I no longer even pretended to be anything other than their more than willing victim. I note this because I noticed my nipples were clearly outlined against the tightly stretched fabric. First they started tying me up at the start of their patrol meeting. So, I spent the better part of an hour and a half sitting in the kitchen chair tied and gagged. I guess with rope being out and the Indian themes associated with so many of their activities I didn't really think anything about the request. Next I was laid back so I was now stretched out on the floor. Most Popular. The ropes that were usually tied around my arms and upper body, which went above and below my breasts, certainly served to emphasize them but now they were really on display. When they were in their second year of Boy Scouts and around twelve and a half years old some interesting new additions were added to the way they tied me up. Sort Newest.

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Account Login. Want to read confessions and comments uncensored? I secretly hoped that it would. First they started tying me up at the start of their patrol meeting. I asked him exactly what he meant "pictures". I went on a swinging website and a well endowed black guy gave her the pounding of her life. The last fifteen minutes of our den meetings were set aside for a game or activity. Now, all that came out were muted grunts.

As I watched him tie my legs together I noticed that my skirt was up just high enough that a hint of reinforced stocking top was peeking out from under the him. This afternoon the boys decided they wanted to play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. Then my feet were drawn up to my wrists and tied off. When we first started playing the game the tie up was a simple hands in front and ankles tied together. I went into a I told them absolutely no talk and only one at a time so she believes it's me and you guys can do anything you want to with my wife. That's when a mom from another den, who had been standing close enough to hear our conversation, turned and said, "I hope so. I guess with rope being out and the Indian themes associated with so many of their activities I didn't really think anything about the request.

When we first started playing the game the tie up was a simple hands in front and ankles tied together. First they started tying me up at the start of their patrol meeting. The summer wasn't the layoff I had expected. Cancel Post. Of course they had to tell the others so they could get checked. Den Mother Gets Tied. I had by now admitted to myself that I liked being tied up. Yes, flag for moderation Close. So, I spent the better part of an hour and a half sitting in the kitchen chair tied and gagged. After several weeks I had noticed that, while all the boys participated in the game, it was my son and two of his closest friends that did most of the tying.

Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. Because for the next five years, until the boys turned 18 and were getting out of Boy Scouts, high school, and going off to college or the military, I would spend one afternoon a week hogtied on my kitchen floor. I think that's why tying up older sisters, aunts, and moms, then tickling them seems to be so prevalent. Cub Scouts didn't really get into tying knots and such like Boy Scouts but they did play a lot of games, many of which were based on Indian themes. I now would have my hands tied behind my back, ropes would be wrapped around my arms above and below my breasts, wrapped around my waist and wrists in back, around my thighs, just below my knees, and round my ankles. So, we had several lengths of rope out. Everybody was happy until his wife got the Clap and then her husband got the clap, and one Friend that was there gave the Clap to his wife. This was interesting news. Most of these always featured women in jeopardy, often tied up. He then wrapped several loops around my arms above my elbows and tied it off.

That's when a mom from another den, who had been standing close enough to hear our conversation, turned and said, "I hope so. I note this because I noticed my nipples were clearly outlined against the tightly stretched fabric. When it was time for the meeting to be over the kids gathered up their schoolbooks and Cub Scout books, said goodbye to me, still seated in the chair with my hands and ankles tied, and headed home. I guess this is where I should issue another warning to any moms out there who might read this because I assume if your reading this forum then you have either been tied up or may be thinking about letting your kids tie you up. Return to the main index. Next week when it again came time for a closing game the kids wanted to once again play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. We have had two sessions like this. I knew this was my cue to come in for the closing tie up.

I secretly hoped that it would. It worked very well. Now my hands were being securely tied behind my back, my ankles and thighs were tied, and I had a very real and effective gag tied in my mouth. The summer wasn't the layoff I had expected. The ropes were snug but with a little effort I could have easily gotten out of them, but I played along and pretended I couldn't. Wow this is more or less what I have done to my wife because I to had her spread-eagled naked on the bed and yes blindfolded but covered with a sheet but also taunting her that there were four of my mates waiting outside the bedroom but she thought I was joking and sad I wouldn't dare and this is when I called my mates to come in and take the sheet off and help themselves to what is underneath the only thing I had asked them that they don't speak so she wouldn't guess who they were because she knows all of them. My son told me his friend had stayed awake one night and about 1am had slipped out his bedroom windows, sneaked up to his parents' bedroom window, peeked through a crack in the curtains and could see just enough to tell his dad was tying up his mom. I once asked my son why the boys always wanted to play the same game.

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She said she wished there weren't so many Indian themes in scouting. Your not going to believe this. Hands behind my back, ankles tied, and a cloth pulled between my lips. And, I of course was more than happy to volunteer to host and chaperone these meetings. One of the moms made an interesting comment while we were talking. It was still very simple stuff. So, unless you are willing to be open and honest with your kids about any "kinks" you may have then you better be extra careful. My son sent me the address for this site. All the boys lived close by in the neighborhood. One of the other moms then added that she too had been captured several times by the wild Indians.

I was having as much fun getting tied up as they were tying me up. This was interesting news. The ropes that were usually tied around my arms and upper body, which went above and below my breasts, certainly served to emphasize them but now they were really on display. Most Popular. At one of our pack meetings one of the dens working on their Wolf rank was going to put on a skit they had worked on in their Den meeting. Also, with age and experience the cloth they pulled between my lips to hold the wad of packing in my mouth had gotten tighter as well. And, I of course was more than happy to volunteer to host and chaperone these meetings. About the second meeting of the year, while the boys were tying me up, I noticed one of my son's friends whisper something to him. I once thought of asking my husband if he had played these games when he was a boy and, if so, how did he know what to do. So, I agreed.

So, I spent the better part of an hour and a half sitting in the kitchen chair tied and gagged. This leads me to another warning. While I didn't mind this progression I did often wonder if tying up women was instinctive in young boys. I can't be unique in falling victim to my kids. My skirt usually rode up a little above my knees when I sat down but my son pushed it up a little more so he could tie my legs above the knees. If the game had stopped, even by the fourth week, I would most likely have never thought anymore about it. I knew my husband was sexually A buddy of mine and his wife were into bdsm which I have no problem with at all. One time I did refuse to play cowboys and Indians with them because of their behavior during the meeting.

After the boys started tying my elbows together and blindfolding me I jokingly asked my son if there was some secret school boys go to where they learned different ways of tying women up. Password Forgot? She then said she had been burned at the stake by a couple of the boys several times during the last few weeks. If the game had stopped, even by the fourth week, I would most likely have never thought anymore about it. I doubt there are any other Den Mothers or Girl Scout moms out there who had quite the same experience I did but, it would be nice see any experiences you did have posted here. Yes No. Well several moths ago I made a bet Seated in a kitchen chair my hands were quickly tied in front of me and my ankles were tied together. You could actually do that then.

I was busted on the spot. So I let him pull the neckerchief between my lips and tie it off behind my neck. Your not going to believe this. Return to the Contributions index. I never had another problem. Before, even though the words sounded funny and somewhat muffled, I had been able to still talk to the boys when I wanted to. He explained that his friend, the one who had come up with the idea of pushing the wad of cloth in my mouth when they gagged me, the one who had suggested tying my thighs together, and the one who had tied my elbows together, had found some pictures and magazines in his attic which showed women tied up and gagged in different ways and apparently various stages of undress. And, I of course was more than happy to volunteer to host and chaperone these meetings.

When he walked around behind me I knew what was coming but made no protest. With my son and his two close friends being ten years old, out of school for the summer, and looking for something to do, we played cowboys and Indians, cops and robbers, or just plain "we want to tie you up" games two to three times a week. As I watched him tie my legs together I noticed that my skirt was up just high enough that a hint of reinforced stocking top was peeking out from under the him. I guess I used all these things to help reconcile any concerns I may have had about letting the boys tie me up. She really enjoys it but without telling her I went a step further. They are especially curious about adult things and what their parents do, and they snoop. You won't be getting loose, until they untie you, especially if they gag you. I will tie her to the four corners of the bed blindfold her and gag her.

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As I sat there I wondered if "the game" would continue when school started back in September. My son says, "oh, sure" and quickly untied the ropes. Hands behind my back, ankles tied, and a cloth pulled between my lips. I'm sure they got some of it from movies and such. Cub Scouts didn't really get into tying knots and such like Boy Scouts but they did play a lot of games, many of which were based on Indian themes. So, I agreed. Yes No. So, we had several lengths of rope out. I note this because I noticed my nipples were clearly outlined against the tightly stretched fabric.

The last fifteen minutes of our den meetings were set aside for a game or activity. And, I of course was more than happy to volunteer to host and chaperone these meetings. As I sat there I wondered if "the game" would continue when school started back in September. And, if someone was actually publishing magazines, which featured tied up and gagged women, then apparently so were a number of other people. They then tied me as they usually did. First they started tying me up at the start of their patrol meeting. The ropes were snug but with a little effort I could have easily gotten out of them, but I played along and pretended I couldn't. Most Popular. The ropes that were usually tied around my arms and upper body, which went above and below my breasts, certainly served to emphasize them but now they were really on display.

Delete this post? Rather than having me sit in a chair as usual I was asked to sit on the floor. I would have never imagined someone would put up a web page devoted to mothers who were tied up. Then my feet were drawn up to my wrists and tied off. Next week when it again came time for a closing game the kids wanted to once again play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. I'm almost ashamed to admit it but I did have the rope and cloth they needed to tie and gag me with laying out on the kitchen counter top as a less then subtle hint. Wow this is more or less what I have done to my wife because I to had her spread-eagled naked on the bed and yes blindfolded but covered with a sheet but also taunting her that there were four of my mates waiting outside the bedroom but she thought I was joking and sad I wouldn't dare and this is when I called my mates to come in and take the sheet off and help themselves to what is underneath the only thing I had asked them that they don't speak so she wouldn't guess who they were because she knows all of them. Last weekend I F41 went out with some

Screen Name shown to the public. Wow this is more or less what I have done to my wife because I to had her spread-eagled naked on the bed and yes blindfolded but covered with a sheet but also taunting her that there were four of my mates waiting outside the bedroom but she thought I was joking and sad I wouldn't dare and this is when I called my mates to come in and take the sheet off and help themselves to what is underneath the only thing I had asked them that they don't speak so she wouldn't guess who they were because she knows all of them. Seated in a kitchen chair my hands were quickly tied in front of me and my ankles were tied together. I now would have my hands tied behind my back, ropes would be wrapped around my arms above and below my breasts, wrapped around my waist and wrists in back, around my thighs, just below my knees, and round my ankles. When school started back up and our den meetings resumed on a regular basis so did the 'cowboys and Indians capture the white woman' game. When it was time for the meeting to be over the kids gathered up their schoolbooks and Cub Scout books, said goodbye to me, still seated in the chair with my hands and ankles tied, and headed home. Kids are curious. My skirt usually rode up a little above my knees when I sat down but my son pushed it up a little more so he could tie my legs above the knees.

But, back to my story. Anyway, one day we were working on arrow points in our Bear book. When he walked around behind me I knew what was coming but made no protest. Before, even though the words sounded funny and somewhat muffled, I had been able to still talk to the boys when I wanted to. All the boys lived close by in the neighborhood. Sort Newest. Most Comments. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who noticed this because afterwards arguments would actually break out as to whose turn it was to tie my legs. I think that's why tying up older sisters, aunts, and moms, then tickling them seems to be so prevalent. Well several moths ago I made a bet

They are especially curious about adult things and what their parents do, and they snoop. They'll be playing something else by next week. My son says, "oh, sure" and quickly untied the ropes. Yes No. I've tied up my wife during one of our little play time games. Account Login. The boys all joined the same troop and formed a patrol. The summer wasn't the layoff I had expected. The other mom wound up loosely tied and gagged on the floor, awaiting rescue before the train came.

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With the CoViD situation my parents and But, we should keep that our secret. This afternoon the boys decided they wanted to play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. I told him he should be the one telling the story, but he felt people would find it more interesting if I wrote it. I can tell you it's somewhat of a shock the first time you feel your shoulders being drawn back and realize your elbows just touched together behind your back. As I sat there I wondered if "the game" would continue when school started back in September. Boy was I ever wrong. The boys all joined the same troop and formed a patrol. That's when he found a box with the pictures and magazines.

They apparently decided to hold weekly patrol meetings after school. I was taking pictures and video the whole time and got great shots of all the action. Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. Of course they had to tell the others so they could get checked. Cub Scouts didn't really get into tying knots and such like Boy Scouts but they did play a lot of games, many of which were based on Indian themes. I can tell you it's somewhat of a shock the first time you feel your shoulders being drawn back and realize your elbows just touched together behind your back. As a den mother I always wore my yellow uniform blouse and a tailored knee length blue skirt and black pumps with about a two inch heel. And, if someone was actually publishing magazines, which featured tied up and gagged women, then apparently so were a number of other people.

The next week, when they tied me up, a blindfold was added. As I watched him tie my legs together I noticed that my skirt was up just high enough that a hint of reinforced stocking top was peeking out from under the him. But, I didn't. The kids danced in a circle around me making whooping sounds and having fun. He very plainly answered, "just pictures". It kept them from being embarrassed having me see them staring at me and it kept me from having to watch them stare at me, and feeling self-conscious about it. This was rather uncomfortable with my arms and wrists tied behind me as they were. Delete this post?

I can tell you it's somewhat of a shock the first time you feel your shoulders being drawn back and realize your elbows just touched together behind your back. I guess this is where I should issue another warning to any moms out there who might read this because I assume if your reading this forum then you have either been tied up or may be thinking about letting your kids tie you up. I was having as much fun getting tied up as they were tying me up. Being barely ten years old when I asked, I got the honesty of a ten year old in his reply. This leads me to another warning. I would have never imagined that I would come to look upon getting tied up as fun, much less find myself enjoying the experience. I didn't get out on my own because I didn't want the boys to know how easy it would have been. Sort Newest. I mean how did they know to do these things?

One of the other moms then added that she too had been captured several times by the wild Indians. Every now and then they would loop ropes around me, and the chair back, to keep me from moving around too much. Well several moths ago I made a bet My skirt usually rode up a little above my knees when I sat down but my son pushed it up a little more so he could tie my legs above the knees. And, the reason I didn't put a stop to the game was because I had found myself having as much fun with the game as the boys. When you are tied up you are not only helpless, you are on display. After all, when you realize the boys won't have their Cub Scout neckerchiefs and you tear strips off an old sheet so they will have something to gag you with, I call that willing. And, my blouse was stretched tight across my chest as well. I guess this is where I should issue another warning to any moms out there who might read this because I assume if your reading this forum then you have either been tied up or may be thinking about letting your kids tie you up.

It all started innocently enough. This afternoon the boys decided they wanted to play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. Seated in a kitchen chair my hands were quickly tied in front of me and my ankles were tied together. I again used this to my advantage in maintaining discipline by telling them who ever worked hard enough to be awarded the title of 'denner for the month' would also be the one who tied my legs. She said she wished there weren't so many Indian themes in scouting. If you do not receive your email shortly, please check your spam folder. That's when he found a box with the pictures and magazines. The boys, apparently with the cooperation of their Den Mother and one of the other moms, had come up with the standard Snidley Wiplash and Little Nell melodrama as their skit. The first time we booked a hotel room and she was blindfolded and dressed in stockings and heels.

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I no longer even pretended to be anything other than their more than willing victim. If you do not receive your email shortly, please check your spam folder. She said she wished there weren't so many Indian themes in scouting. Didn't they ever get tired of the same game and want to play something else. And, the reason I didn't put a stop to the game was because I had found myself having as much fun with the game as the boys. Plus, I always had perfect attendance at my meetings. They'll be playing something else by next week. Next week when it again came time for a closing game the kids wanted to once again play cowboys and Indians with me as the captured white woman. By then I would have been disappointed if they had ever stopped wanting to play the game.

After I had my wife all tied up and blindfolded I called a group of my friends that know my wife. I mean, at that time no one thought of covering up those magazines or putting them behind the counter so there was no lack if material to inspire the imagination of young boys. The next week when they again asked to play the same game I should have put a stop to it, but I didn't. Our den meetings were held right after school. She wanted to know who they are. Random Confession. Seems one day when both his parents were gone he went snooping. I went into a

Screen Name or Email. The first time we booked a hotel room and she was blindfolded and dressed in stockings and heels. I had by now admitted to myself that I liked being tied up. Like us? I felt rope being looped around the rope tying my ankles. When you are tied up you are not only helpless, you are on display. If you do not receive your email shortly, please check your spam folder. Most of these always featured women in jeopardy, often tied up. You could actually do that then. You won't be getting loose, until they untie you, especially if they gag you.

Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. I'm almost ashamed to admit it but I did have the rope and cloth they needed to tie and gag me with laying out on the kitchen counter top as a less then subtle hint. That was the beginning of a truly open and honest relationship with my son that I still enjoy to this day. I once thought of asking my husband if he had played these games when he was a boy and, if so, how did he know what to do. I lied and said just some guys from the bar. So, I agreed. I felt rope being looped around the rope tying my ankles. It was still very simple stuff.

Boy was I ever wrong. Is this post inapropriate? Account Login. I would have never imagined someone would put up a web page devoted to mothers who were tied up. Our den meetings were held right after school. I will tie her to the four corners of the bed blindfold her and gag her. I wasn't sure which was more uncomfortable, laying on my back, with my tied arms under me or on my stomach with my legs bent up like they were. I mean how did they know to do these things? Sort Newest.

It was great fun until the Divorce Attorneys got involved. I once thought of asking my husband if he had played these games when he was a boy and, if so, how did he know what to do. If the game had stopped, even by the fourth week, I would most likely have never thought anymore about it. I never had another problem. Password Forgot? When you are tied up you are not only helpless, you are on display. Tickling is a justifiable way for a young boy to touch a woman. I would have never imagined that I would come to look upon getting tied up as fun, much less find myself enjoying the experience. She really enjoys it but without telling her I went a step further. And, my blouse was stretched tight across my chest as well.

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The thick roll of cloth was quickly tied between my lips over the wad compacting it well back into my mouth. When he walked around behind me I knew what was coming but made no protest.

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