This is a short little story. No intro. The characters aren't even named. I hope you enjoy it.
The girl stumbled trying to get up the steps to her door, and she could hear her friends laughing from the car. She straightened herself up, turned, shot them a bird, and stuck her tongue out at them. They all laughed and cheered before pulling away from the curb. She turned back to the task of trying to get in through the front door without falling backwards down the steps and killing herself. She was so glad her girlfriend had driven, because she was way too drunk to drive herself. She was barely able to walk, although she wasn't so far gone that she couldn't remember where she was or what she was doing.
She was finally able to make it to her room, after hitting the bathroom. She quickly stripped out of all her clothes except for her panties and fell back on her bed, ready to pass out. She lay there for a few seconds waiting for sleep to overtake her, but something was wrong. She couldn't go to sleep.
She rolled onto her back, her firm full eighteen year-old breasts sagging slightly to either side as she lay there. She was really tired, but she had that nagging feeling that she was forgetting something. She just couldn't figure out what it was, she just knew she wouldn't be able to get to sleep till she figured it out.
As she laid there thinking she just happened to glance over at her computer, and noticed a flashing light on the monitor. That meant the computer was on, but was in "snooze" mode. She slowly sat up, and staggered over to the desk, and moved the mouse, waking the computer up.
"Oh, shit," she muttered, as the screen flickered to life. Now she remembered what she had almost forgotten.
She rushed down the hall and into her mother's room. There on the bed was a sight to behold. Before going out with her friends, the girl had gotten mad at her mom and tied her spread-eagled on the bed. She couldn't even remember what had made her so angry, but she knew she must have been, for her to leave the woman like this. Her mom was completely naked and tied face down with her arms tied to the corners of the bed, and her legs spread wide with her ankles secured to the corners at the foot of the bed. She had stuffed a couple of pillows under the older woman's hips so that they were raised and slightly flexed, putting a nice curve to her backside.
She had also blindfolded the woman, and put a set of headphones on her ears so that she couldn't see, and all she heard was soft jazz. A large ballgag and leather wrist and ankle cuffs completed her ensemble. A large wet spot under her cheek attested to the efficiency of the gag, and a large wet spot beneath her crotch showed how effective the entire scene was.
The girl could not help but admire how beautiful her mother looked like this. No matter how mad she was at the woman, when she saw her all soft and vulnerable like this, she just wanted to stop being the disciplinarian and make mad sweet love to her. But, of course she couldn't do that. She had to remain the strong one in order to keep the relationship going.
Slowly the girl began remembering bits and pieces of tying her mother to the bed, although she still couldn't remember what she had done to make her so mad. She remembered that she had taken great joy in taunting the older woman as she tied her down. There had been several break-ins in the neighborhood, and she had taken great enjoyment in whispering that in her current position the burglar would be able to do anything he wanted to her, and she would be powerless to stop him.
But, not being totally oblivious to the obvious dangers of leaving her mother in such a vulnerable position, she had made sure to blindfold her so she would not be able to identify anyone who wanted to take advantage of her womanly charms, thus there would be no reason to harm her afterwards. She had also placed her web cam inconspicuously on the dresser and set it to record on her computer in the next room. It had never occurred to her that a burglar might find her computer something worth steeling.
The girl shook her head to bring herself back to the present, which almost made her fall over, as she was still drunk. She could tell by her mother's breathing that she was sound asleep. That made sense though, because when your movements were restricted and there was nothing else for you to do, why not?
She slowly climbed onto the bed between her mother's spread legs. Her mother made no indication that she was waking up until the girl stroked her swollen pussy lips. The woman moaned and writhed against her bonds.
The girl's mother shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. Surprised at first, she quickly recognized the touch, and knew it was her little girl who was stroking her extremely sensitive pussy
"I haven't checked the video yet," she said, pushing two of her fingers deeply into her mother's very wet pussy. "Did you have any visitors while I was gone?"
