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GLORIA...........The Homecoming Part 5
Larry awoke to absolutely marvelous aroma's of coffee, bacon,
cinnamon......who knew what all. He checked his watch to find it was
8:30 ! By farm standards, half the day was shot....and he was sure he
was the last one sleeping. Quickly throwing on a pair of sweats he
headed down the hall, checking Gloria's room as he went. It was empty
and the BED WAS MADE! < Gloria's bed? he mused..>
Jane, Robert and Gloria sat at the big round country dining table.
The kids were already off to do their day's. Robert was dressed and
Jane was lovely in a white bathrobe, not "too tightly" tied in front.
Gloria, freckled, curly auburn hair and designer glasses was an eyeful.
She had dressed in her tightest jeans, a light blue denim shirt, a half size too
small, western belt and new boots....high heeled cowboy boots! He
noticed for when she stood to greet him with a sweet little kiss she
was his height!
"What'll it be lazy bones ?" Jane teased . "There's eggs, scrapple,
bacon, cinnamon toast!" Jane stood with her back against
the sink and one hand on her hip...a dish towel over her shoulder
waiting for his order.
"Well <hehehe> I'm no good at decisions this early...maybe a little of each ???"
Jane turned to the stove "You've got it!"
Larry turned to Robert
"Looks like a great day Rob. What's on your schedule?"
Robert rocked back in his chair and stretched...hands behind his head.
"Well...I was hoping we'd ALL put in a little elbow grease straightening out
the Milk Barn."
"Well sure thing Rob! I'd be glad to help..that's for sure".
Larry was enthusiastic and even as he spoke he wondered what the story was
with Gloria. She was totally relaxed here at the table. Had her mother said something ?
Was the bondage punishment cancelled?
Suddenly before him appeared plates, make that PLATTERS! of food and
a steaming mug of coffee.
"WoW! Thank you Jane this all looks and smells wonderful!"
Gloria spoke for the first time.
"If there's one thing I look forward to coming home it's Mom's breakfasts"
"Oooo, thank you dear.." Jane enjoyed the compliment and
she sat down between Robert and Larry bringing a cup of tea and some
cinnamon toast. The conversation was brisk. Plans for the new farm,
Robert's new pool table, the pros and cons of horse ownership.
Then a cross-talk between Gloria and Mom about clothes and the new Mall
while Larry and Robert talked about the hunting scene locally. Jane
excused herself and left the room.
"Larry, could we go to the new Mall today? AFTER the barn Robert, don't worry!
I'd just like to see the Mall!"
Jane was walking back in "Really...and the Mall will enjoy seeing you too dear!"
Before anyone could make sense of her comment Jane dropped into Gloria's lap,
a huge handful of ropes, scarves, a large folded white cloth as she breezed by,
then returned to drop two used dish towels on top of it all.
You had to be there to appreciate the look on Gloria Martin's face.......every
emotion flashed on her countenance. Shock!, Surprise!, Fear.Disappointment,
Despair!!
"Mom!, please! You can't tie me up again ??? Mom! I'm trying REALLY HARD!!...pulEEZE!!
Gloria even clasped her hands prayerfully and begged her mother not to go through with it.
"It's true Gloria you've been trying and doing very well...but this punishment was earned at
Christmastime. To cancel it wouldn't be at all fair to your brother and sister would it???"
Gloria stood and began to pace the kitchen.
"Mom...what can I say??? I'll do anything!!
Jane smiled unnecessarily.
"Well I think the first "anything" would be to come here with your wrists crossed
properly behind your back dear"
"Oh! why didn't I stay in Boston...I KNEW this would happen...."
As she spoke, though, she walked to her mother and tossing her head
defiantly, slapped her wrists together behind her. Jane was ready with
a length of rope and soon several coils encircled the cuffs of her
western shirt and then came the cinching...and very snug it was. Jane
thought she saw her daughter bite her lip as the rope was cinched and the
final knot was tied.
"We'll re-tie them in front when we get to the barn so you can work,
sweetheart!" Larry too was grinning.
"It's NOT AT ALL FUNNY!! And Gloria kicked at Larry's leg and missed it
but knocked over his chair. Instantly she realized what she had done to herself .
And sure enough Jane ordered her to stand still, both feet together. In moments
her ankles were rope hobbled to 12" step. <"Shit!" she thought but kept
silent>. It must be said that the vision of the beautiful young coed, breasts forced
forward by her bound hands, was not lost on anyone in the room.
Jane, continued the binding, strode deliberately across the floor. She snatched a
length of clothesline from the pile, wrapped it twice about Gloria’s arms above the
elbow and drew it tight till the girl's elbows were near touching. Then the long ends
went around her chest and back, criss-crossing her breasts and causing them to
stand out even further. This was a bondage Jane herself had enjoyed many times as a
sorority pledge, though HER elbows could touch, she noted. Stepping
back, Jane said
"So, Larry!...where's your camera??"
Larry nearly tripped over himself heading for the front room and his Nikon. Jane
busied herself folding a bandana to a 2" width and shaking out another loosely.
She stepped back to the sink and as Gloria watched in mounting horror, Jane
removed two dank sink-rags from back of the sink. She ran the cloths under warm
water and squeezed out most of the excess.. Jane knew wetting the gag prevented
it sticking to the mouth but also the saturated fibers blocked, even more, the passage of sound.
But there was more...a truly vile taste.
"You know what's coming Glo. Surely a woman with a mouth as foul as yours shouldn't mind
the flavor of a couple of "foul" rags in her mouth for the day. Tell you the truth dear, I've been "aging"
these sink rags for you. I've used them everyday for clean-up since we learned you were coming home"
Jane had folded two similarly "aged" dishtowels. One was folded to a 4-5" band and the other folded
once on the diagonal. She approached Gloria with the sopping sink rags in her hand.
"MOM...Please! You're not going to stuff those lousy rags in my mouth...Please<?>"
"On the contrary, I'm going to stuff both of them into your mouth as deep as I can then I'll finish your
gag."
She tossed the folded dish towels over her shoulder and casually approached Gloria who now just looked at her sadly.
"Any last words for the day dear? " Jane was smiling again as Gloria slowly shook her head. "Then it's
time to say Open wide dear !"
Gloria didn't resist. Her mouth opened slowly and her mother carefully began to pack it full of the sodden, cloths. Almost at once she began to retch on the wadding and the very idea of what it was.
"Get control Gloria. That gag will NOT be changed anytime before dinner, if then. So we'll make it good!" Gloria knew well what was next. The young woman wheezed and choked and strained hard not to gag on the wadding but she was having trouble! When both cloths were deep in her mouth, Jane pulled the bandanna "bit" between her teeth and tied it much too tightly behind her neck. Now Glo's mouth was drawn back at the corners and her chubby cheeks bulged over the bandage. The gag looked
terribly uncomfortable.....and surely it was. Next the soiled dish towel was tied as
tightly as Jane could knot it over Gloria's gag.
"Another treat for you dear" Jane unfolded a huge white cloth.
"This is your headscarf dear. A full yard of cotton broadcloth . Hemmed, laundered, bleached and starched specially for this occasion. It will keep your hair clean in the barn, add to your head confinement and
shortly...provide a surprise"
Jane placed the kerchief over her daughter's hair, passed the ends under her chin and drew them snug.
" Ready dear? <Gloria was in distress and puzzled by the comment > Ready?? OK..Bite down on your gag"
Gloria's mouth closed slightly.
"Harder!!", Jane spoke sternly.
When the girl managed to compress her jaw a bit more, Jane seized the kerchief ends and pulled mightily. Suddenly Gloria's jaws were welded around the wadding < Gloria was terrified but helpless > and her mother knotted the ends tightly under her chin.
"Just so you won't be tempted to chew on your gag dear. Just one more thing"
Jane drew the folded dishtowel from her shoulder and placed the smelly cloth over Gloria's face at mid-eye level. She knotted it tightly behind the neck with the rest. Only the tip of Gloria's nose broke the smoothness of the muffling dishtowel.
"Now dear, with that towel in place you'll have to bend way forward in order to see your work in the barn.
You'll find it terribly inconvenient and annoying...I planned it that way so it will stay in place all day.
Another memory of Saturday housework in the sorority house.
Her mother then stepped back and extending a gracious hand toward the gag said
"There folks! A blue and white towel completes her ensemble <heehee>!"
Gloria was miserably uncomfortable already...her head moved back and forth slowly and what
seemed like an involuntary "mewling" sound escaped her throat. Already her eyes had taken on the look of an exhausted, drained captive. Yes, the proud young bitch was every inch a penitent child!
Larry pretended not to sense her plight, took her arm and told everyone they'd see them
in the barn, whenever.
Jane took Gloria's glasses from her face and in a mocking way, unlike her, patted
her daughters bulging towel-imprisoned cheeks and sent her off with an admonition.
"Work hard dear! and watch out for snakes!!
"mmmmfffaakkks????" Glo's eyes filled with fright at the very word and
they silently entreated her mom...<Snakes?? Mom I'm SCARED!!! MOMMY!!>
Larry picked up the cue and towed the young woman out the door and down
the path to the barn. She bucked and stalled and dug her boot heels
into the ground but was no match for Larry's strength and so she found
herself dragged into the milk barn, and the heavy sliding door closed
behind her. She could ONLY think of her mouth and the gag. The rags in
her throat were ooozing water and she had to try and swallow it. She
could not move her tongue to swallow so the liquid, tasting of bleach
and soap found it's way down her throat anyway.
She coughed and nearly gagged...she went to Larry and put her head on his shoulder for help
but he remained in character,
"Shovel or broom Gloria??" Her mind was elsewhere....."SHOV-EL OR BROOOOM GLO-RI-A!!!!"
There was no answer. Gloria just looked him straight on and as her eyes filled with tears
she began to wail! "unnnAAAAAAAAGGGGGNNNIIIEE!!!!" and her body just
shook as she let her sobbing take it's course.
Larry had picked up a broom and was now untying Glo's hands. With his pocket knife he cut the
6' rope in half and holding her left wrist against the broom handle he lashed her hand to it
with several turns then cinched the rope between her wrist and the dowel. Her fingers clawed at the air but
the broom was fast to her hand. He looped several turns about her right hand and tied them off
then did the same to the lower end of the broom. She had a few inches of play to control the broom but
could not put it down.
"I’d get sweeping Honey....start over there in the corner. I think you
know no-one’s giving you a break until it's all done."
Hobbled and securely tied to a broom, the beautiful co-ed made a delicious sight as
she shuffled toward the corner of the barn, bowed her head to see over the towel and began to sweep.
That’s all there is folks…Thanks for reading it!
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