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Gloria, the Homecoming
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GLORIA.........The Homecoming Part 2
"I'm sorry you did that Glo. I thought you knew not to try to speak"
Jane continued and spoke to Larry. "You may not know it but you can't
REALLY gag someone into complete silence...some sound will always get
past the cloth....the idea is to make it intolerable for them to TRY to
use their vocal chords. That's what you've just seen. If Gloria remains
quiet, so will her gag reflex. If she tries to move her tongue or make
a sound, she will gag at ONCE!" Larry nodded dumbly as if glad to learn
that information. Gloria was beginning to sense familiar feelings of
complete helplessness and defeat. The fight had left her......now she
wondered how she'd get through this all...and just how bad it would get.
Jane was looping a long rope about Glo's waist several times and tied
it off tightly. The rope nearly disappeared in the girl's clothing.
"Give me your hands, Glo...palms together. You know!" Her dulled gaze
fixed on her mother's eyes, the teenager offered up her hands. Jane
seized them and inserted each wrist into one of the delightfully nasty
"Handcuff Knot" devices Kim had made for use on HER during their motor
trips and for public bondage encounters. The rope ends were tied to the
girl's waist rope so she could not raise her hands past her shoulders.
Jane knew Gloria could NOT pull off her gag scarf from the front. It
could only be removed by untying the knots behind her neck. And these,
Jane made sure she could not reach. Jane also made a wry mental
observation that no matter where she was, Larry was not about to help
Gloria free herself. He was enjoying all this thoroughly. <Jane smiled>.
"The towel Larry ??" Jane reached out her hand and Larry jumped from
the couch to hand her the cloth he'd been fidgeting with. Jane folded
the damp cloth in her lap to a width of 4" ."Look at me Gloria" and as
she did her mother drew the soiled dish towel tight over her mouth and
knotted it behind her head "Extra muffling" Jane explained, grinning at
Larry. Then Jane did something she'd not done before. Taking the large
black kerchief from her lap she folded it diagonally then pressed the
large cloth about her daughter's face right at eye level and under her
glasses....much like a veil. She half knotted the scarf behind the neck
then drew the ends forward and tied them under Glo's chin, gathering
the point of the cloth snugly and tucking it all into the neck of her
blouse....something like an Ascot. Jane leaned back in her
chair..."There now!...Isn't that pretty!" and she kissed the tip of
Gloria's nose through the scarf. "I LIKE that" Gloria's eyes rolled and
she slowly shook her head. "Well dear! If I were you I'd get started
first on the clean-up here!" Then with a mean half-grin she took her
daughter's bound face in both her hands and looked into her eyes. "An
awful lot of your future comfort depends on how well you get that tea
stain out of my rug!..........I'd look it up in the Time-Life books,
freshman." Jane stood up headed for the kitchen....."Larry, can I get
you a drink?..Scotch? Beer?" She paused, waiting. " A Beer...yes a cold
beer would go nicely now....thanks" And Jane padded off to the kitchen
as Gloria struggled to her feet. Larry called after her "Mrs. Martin??!!
Would it be alright if I brought in my camera ?" "Fine with me dear!"
Jane called back but Gloria reacted with shock! She wildly shook her
head <NO! NO!> But this time she was careful not to make a sound that
would pitch her into another heaving bout. Larry approached his girl
friend and as best he could, took her into his arms for a hug. Her
hands were in the way and she could not move them so it didn't go well.
Larry kissed her through her scarf muffling and there was no doubt she
felt his hardness against her body. He headed out the front door to the
car. Gloria walked past her mother and into the utility room for
cleaning supplies. Jane returned to the living room with their drinks
as Larry walked back in the door. They raised their glasses and toasted
"Gloria's weekend" "I have to tell you Mrs. Martin, this is really
something...I mean like I've never seen anything like it outside of
magazines..." Jane cocked her head cutely "Oh? and what kind of
magazines might that be < she smiled coyly > "Er..ah well some of the
adult magazines..I uh..." Jane countered "You mean BONDAGE magazines
.....don't you ? Larry actually flushed..."I guess they call them
that...<grinning foolishly>" "Do you collect them?" Jane stared
directly into his eyes. "Somebody gave me a couple of...." he
stammered. "So you DO collect them!" Jane was bearing down on the
uncomfortable beaux. He was saved from replying by the sight of Gloria
entering the room. Her breathing was labored and she carried a plastic
pail and other cleaning supplies. She knelt "properly" at the accident
site and began the clean-up. Somehow, as is always the case with tight
bondage, Gloria had withdrawn into herself. It was all too much to deal
with. Her embarrassment, the imprisoning cloths in and around her mouth
especially the scarf that stopped her from looking downward without
forcing her head in a bowed position. The shoes were too small and too
high and hurt awfully! And she wanted it all to stop. And wor'st of
all, what was Larry thinking??? She had been punished in restraints all
her life but never for so many misdeeds all at once....and she sensed,
rightly so, that Mom was taking of the opportunity to square little
problems they'd had starting months earlier! In her pitiful mood, she
wanted to just sit and cry when she heard her mother say. "Tell you
what Larry...let me give you a moonlight tour of the farm...It's really
quite nice". "Oh! well I'd love it M'am" Jane patted his hand "Jane...
Please call me Jane..." Jane chided Gloria needlessly "And so we bid a
brief fairwell to the "masked freshman" as she tends to her chores" And
Larry held the door as Jane steeped out into the crisp night air. As
they headed down along the back walkway, Jane resumed the previous
subject. "So Larry.....I believe you know a good deal more about
bondage than you want to admit...why?"
TO BE CONTINUED
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