Story: Caught By The Cat

A new online bud posted this amazingly humiliating story about a self-bondage adventure gone awry. Couple of things - one is that he ended up tied, gagged, nude and spanked and it was all in front of and by his mom. No, there's no incest. But his mom sounds like a fun lady. And two, yep, that's him in the photo and that's the wristband he was stuck in. I should also note that if you're going to tie yourself up, be careful and have some scissors nearby. You could end up like The Prodigy. HAHAHAHAHAAH. Poor guy.

Caught By The Cat by The Prodigy

I love self-bondage, love it! I always wanted to see what it would be like to be caught while in it. I would mostly do when I’m by myself (home alone)

It’s just my mom and I living together. I have been doing it now for about a year or 2. I have also tried all various kinds of positions and styles along with attires. Sometimes I would be fully clothed or be stark naked, or maybe even half dressed (no pants but shirt or opposite) I’ve been doing it now long enough to say if you name it, I’ve done it. Anyway, so like I was saying in the beginning- I really wanted to know what it would feel like to be “accidently” caught by anyone, then again, at the same time, it would be very embarrassing to be caught by someone. So, I kept doing my daily sessions and it stayed liked that..until one night.
I would grow more and more juice to do self-bondage when I’m not alone in the house. It got to the point to where I was tying myself up in my room or my bathroom and my mother would be in the front room or somewhere in the proximity. Very risky, I know. (But I tell all those self-bondage lovers out there- It makes the experience more and more fun! You’ll see what I’m talking about when/if you try it.)

One day, nothing special about this Sunday evening, it was time for another session. I wanted to see how close I could get to my mother without being detected. I did my usual routine- for my hands, I would get a wristband and put both of my hands in it. Then I would twist and swirl them until my hands were pretty secure. (Tight) For my legs I would get a fitted belt and wrap it around the top of my feet. I would then pull it till it was very tight and snap it shut. This made the walks I take very babyish. It would take me an hour to walk 30 feet. Then for my gag I would do one or two things. First: I would either pack my mouth with a sock or bandana then use duct tape to cover my mouth (2 or 3 strips) or I would just put tape over my mouth with no stuffing.

I really wanted to challenge myself people, I decided today that I was going to be tied up in the buff (nude) It was a good idea at the time believe me. I was in my room and my mother was in the front watching TV (or so I thought) I went very careful and made sure to listen for any vibrations on the floor (it would tell me if someone was walking on the floor or not) I did the gag first, it was a stuffed sock day gag that day, then I did my feet with the belt, and finally came the hands with the wristband (I’m telling you people, use that for a hands restraint, it works) I was also naked remind you. I baby stepped over to my closed door, turned around so my hands could reach the knob and twist it open. I turned back around and started turtle walking towards the front room. My heart was absolutely racing, I was shaking so much to the point I almost lost my balance once or twice. I have never gone this far before, I was really daring or just dumb. I got as far to the kitchen, I could see my mother sitting down folding clothes. I couldn’t believe it, folding clothes? That meant that in some point she was going to get up and put clothes away- this also meant that she was coming in the direction of me. Both of our rooms are very close to each to other. I immediately got the urge to go back and abort the mission. I wasn’t ready to be caught yet; I wasn’t ready to face the humiliation I would have to endure. I started to do a 360 turn (It took forever cause of how tight my feet were) I suddenly heard my mother talking to the cat we have. She was saying “what do you see huh lacy?” You know talking sweet. The cat was giving me away and needed to stop doing that stare that all cats do when they see or hear something. I was hoping my mother wouldn’t turn around and look in the kitchen till I reached the corner and I would be out of sight…

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So, where I left off I was currently in my kitchen floor, my hands were bound behind my back by a wristband, my feet were jointed together by a fitted belt, and I had a sock in my mouth that I couldn’t spit out on account of the 3 strips of tape covering my mouth. And to make things worse, I was completely naked! I was doing self- bondage again, the thing I loved doing the most. Only thing different is that I have never gone this far with it. My mother was 2 rooms away and I was looking ridiculous on the kitchen floor. I was just doing a simple test to see how far body would allow me to go before my heart starting racing too fast.
I started to turn around and head back to my room when I heard the voice of my mother talking to our cat “wanna help me put these clothes up lacy?” See was headed my way any minute! I had to hurry up and make it to my room, the walks were to minimal so I started hoping now. I could hear my mother now one room away from the kitchen, I could see my room door and for some reason it didn’t feel safe to me….cause I still had to get untied and clothed- that alone would take a good 5 mins, and my mother was probably coming to my room first and it wouldn’t take her 5 mins to get there! So, I thought I take the risk and head for the restroom was which would cost me a little more time of being exposed. I took the risk and passed my room and headed towards the restroom doors. All of a sudden I heard my mother whistling to a song, she was close, very close. I was already facing reality, and so embarrassed. I didn’t want to turn around and face her (and also didn’t want to show her anything) I was dead still in the middle of the hallway, butt naked all bound and gagged. I was an idiot for doing this I thought. I was thinking of what the hell am I going to say? What’s my excuse? What will she think? DAMN!

I then heard her turn on the same hallway as I’m on (any second now) I will hear something, anything! Then I heard a gasp and my name shouted! (I’ll use Mike was a secret name, it’s not my real name) “Mike, what’s going on here?, what happened? Who tied you up?” See was literary saying so many words at once that even if I could talk I couldn’t get a word in. I tried to squeak out some kind of audible words, no luck- It was all gibberish. “Did you do this to yourself Michael?” What was I to do? I had to say yes, I nodded my head yes. “Why? Why would you do this to yourself huh?” My mother was furious with anger; I could see it in her eyes. I was keeping my head down and trying to reach my hands in front of me to cover up my privates but even that was kind of useless. I could hear her just constantly saying stuff over and over again. I was really just blocking it out. After about 2 mins I was wondering why I was still tied up?! I turned around and pulled my hands up to my mom, implying that she would un-do the twist I did with the wristband on my hands. I also was saying that I was sorry and could you get this off me through my gag. Then came the first giggle from my mother. She actually started laughing when I gagged-talked!!! I couldn’t believe it! What! “What did you just say?!” she asked me while she was laughing and still mad at the same time. “I can’t believe you would do this to yourself Michael, can’t believe it. Did someone tell you to do this?” I nodded no with shame. “Well then, you did this to yourself huh? You must not mind being like this then right?” I immediately started shaking my head no as no, I do mind! She then said “no?! so you don’t mind?” NO! I was thinking, I meant that no I don’t like this! I did the wrong gesture! How stupid of me! She started doing another laughing gesture towards me because she knew what I meant, but she was being funny! “And why are you naked mister? Hmmm? Why?” I was too humiliated to do anything; I was trying so hard to keep my front side away from her. I was facing the corner now (like when your timeout and have corner time) this was the only way to hide my privates. I couldn’t believe this was happening, I was still fully tied and gagged; my mother was suppose to untie me and question me later- not question me while I’m still tied and gagged…

“Well? You got nothing for me huh? That’s fine. You obviously didn’t think ahead of your actions mister!” My mother was semi-shouting at me. I can’t tell you the look on her face because my face was in deep shame. When was this going to be over?? I couldn’t believe that is was happening and how the hell I was still tied up! I was trying my best to stand still in the corner and not look at anything but the ground. My stomach felt like I was on the world’s biggest hill roller coaster and the drop never stopped. I was shaking and I’m pretty sure my face was red like a cherry, literally. I don’t know what my mother was doing; I could just hear her voice right behind me sounding like a chatter box. She was obviously giving me some kind of lecture or lesson in words. I was doing my best to block ANYTHING out. I can’t recall anything to what she said now.
Finally after like 5 minutes of her rambling, I tried to communicate with her again, I was saying that I was sorry and please get this tape off my mouth, and if she could undo my hands- of course all this sounded like a new born baby talking to her. I reached my hands up to her once more and nothing happened. I was in shock! Really, enough is enough already I thought. “So, mikey, you think you should be let go?” My mother finally has asked the question I have been waiting to hear!! I did my best to say “yes” and I was nodding my head “yes” as well. I knew damn well she could understand me and know what I meant. I looked up at her for the first time since I have been caught. She said “You learned that this is so irresponsible for an 17 year old and absolutely frowned upon?!” I nodded yes, with shame again. I was going to agree with her on everything she said at this point, I wanted out! There was a silence for once after I nodded like 10 times.

The silence was gone within moments as I began to hear laughter coming from her! “I just can’t believe this to be honest with you sweetie. Is this something you enjoy doing? Tying yourself up? Did you want me to catch you or something? I was in the very next room, what did you expect? I was getting so embarrassed it became unreal, I was really humiliated- the feeling is indescribable really. I was still in this damn corner not able to turn around and had to listen to mother talk and talk- it was torture already enough to be like this, and the talking was just annoying! Then out of nowhere my mother spanks my butt twice! “You deserved that mister, you really are going to get it later” I was pissed at this point. I started screaming through my stupid sock stuffed tape mouth gag that I did. Why did this have to be stuffed gag day I thought? I was telling her to stop and let me go now! It was getting ridiculous! “Don’t you tell me what to do young man!” She spanked me once more. “You’re going to get grounded for a whole month for this fiasco!” Honestly, I didn’t care if I was grounded forever; I just wanted out of this mess that I got myself into! I started to wiggle and squirm a lot more now. In the past I could get this wristband undo and set my hands free but for some reason it seemed to be useless and so twisted that anything I did with my hands was at no avail. Also, I could usually squeeze out of the belt that was keeping my feet tied, again my luck, nothing worked! It was a first. I could honestly say then that I was really and completely tied up and don’t forget gagged. The sock was not budging in my mouth too when I tried to push it out with my tongue. “You really disappoint today Michael. I thought you knew better and knew you your rights and wrongs.” I had no response to her remark. I had been defeated. I had to wait until she decided that it was time for me to be let go- and who knew when that time was coming

In the corner I remained. Nothing was new or happening. For the last 10 or 15 minutes I had been listening to my mother ramble and chatter like no other. I got the point and was getting very frustrated, not just with her though, but with me mostly. I really did it this time. Why did I have to do this naked? Why did I bind my wrists so well and same with my feet? This was unbelievable; there was absolutely NOTHING I could do. Every time I tried to speak- my mother would just laugh at me, every time I gave her a gesture to undo my wrists- she wouldn’t do it, every time I wiggled or tried to move- she would either give me a spanking or start ranting at me again. She said multiple times that I deserved everything I had coming to me and this was for my own good. “This will make you learn you lesson I think honey, that you don’t do things like this!” I know I have told you guys how embarrassed and humiliated I was, but I just can’t describe to you enough how much I was. This was insane and unreal. “Now, I just don’t know what else to do with you.” My mother said. What! You better freaking let me go I was thinking to myself, I even was saying it through my stupid super effective gag- of course it sounded like nothing to her, and was deserving of another giggle by her. “How much tape did you put on your mouth Michael?” She said this with a very funny tone but very curious as well. She was totally unaware if the sock I had stuffed in my mouth, I was pretty happy about that too because her knowing about that makes things more humiliating for me- and this less she knew the better. “Because I surly can’t make out a word you are saying! Hehe” I was saying to mom to shut up and stop laughing at me- it only made her laugh more.

I had finally realized that “talking” was doing nothing beneficial for me. I had to stop trying to speak with her and start doing something else, but what else was there to do? “Now, I think before I let you out Michael **last name** I need to first finish what I was doing before I this scene- I’m going to finish putting up the clothes.” She couldn’t be serious, so what am I suppose to do in the meantime? Wait here? No way!! I started to wiggle and squirm more; this was my new way of “communicating” with her. It was very degrading but it was the only thing I could do. She laughed and laughed while she started walking back down the hall to get the clothes. “I will be done soon, you just stay there and think about what you have done mister!!” she said with an angry tone. I was pissed now! She was now completely out of site. I started to turn around from the corner that I have been in the past 20 minutes, but it seemed like an eternity. I started to take those baby steps that I was forced to take because of how tight my feet were, I was going to my room and getting out of this mess! It was taking forever so I started to do small hops towards the door. When my mother came back around the corner and saw me hopping she immedialy dropped the clothes she was carrying and burst out into laughter. “What do you think you are doing mister? You look like a bunny rabbit hopping like that, hehe.” I just ignored her and kept heading for my room; she was just standing there with her hands on her hips and head tilted. I was facing her at this point, “sure you don’t want to get back in the corner sweetie? Hahaha?” what! No! I couldn’t believe she just said that! I was totally in denial of that comment she just said. I was showing her everything; I had to get back in the corner or to my room, fast! “Please sweetie, I don’t want to see that!” she said with a giggle. I was so shocked and mad here that I went back to the first way of communicating- talking. I was yelling at her to stop looking and go away then! Don’t’ just stand there!! She was just standing there watching everything. She responded with laughs- what else is new.

Once the laughs and giggles stopped, finally, I kept making my way towards my room, I was almost there. I couldn’t stop now; I had to live with the fact that I had no option and no choice to hop. It was so degrading that words can’t describe it. My mother was standing there, but now her hand was on her mouth, “don’t fall sweetie, be careful. Ha-ha.” very funny I thought, very funny of her. I had to stop trying to talk; I still kept edging at her to leave and to stop looking at me, and please to stop laughing at me! It makes things worse when your being laughed at when your tied up, believe me. So I stopped opening mouth and decided that I wasn’t going to interact with her at all, it was the best way. I was almost at my room and once I was there I was going to turn around and close the door- and that would be the end of it. The whole time that I was heading towards my room my mother just laughed and giggled. She made smart remarks at me like “what makes you think being in your room will get that stuff off you if you couldn’t get it off out here?” Very true I thought, but I honestly just wanted to get to my room to be away from her, being naked in front of other people is horrible; and that’s not counting me being tied up. “Your just being silly now Michael” my mother said. “Hope that works out for you, hehehe.” I couldn’t help it anymore; I had to say something as best as I could, I screamed at her to shut up! I think she actually could make it out too. “Did you just tell me to shut up young man??” bad idea I started thinking. I ignored her and continued my way to my door- I was almost there. She started walking towards me and was saying “I don’t think so mister. You need to behave yourself.” I earned myself another smack on the butt for that remark. I couldn’t give a reaction to that, it was too unbearable. “You just may need to go to your room for awhile, your grounding started as soon as your…unloose? Hahaha” OMG! Shut up I was telling myself this time, now way I was saying that where she could hear it.

“I have to finish these clothes now, your holding my back.” Fine! Go do them then, get away from me I said to myself. Finally, she was leaving me alone. I had made it to my “safe zone” my room. The place where I did all these ties in the beginning. Also the place where I could really go to work on these tight restraints. I could wiggle and squirm as much as I wanted to without someone laughing at me! It took me about 5 minutes to shut my door but I got it closed. I started very quickly with the wristband. What was with this thing for real? The one time it fails me is the one time I get caught, my luck of course. This was the same with the woven belt and the sock stuffed gag. All failed me at the wrong time. I wiggled my hands a lot, and for some reason I think that my hands was upside down and secure a lot, not sure how that happened; but it sucked! My legs were just tight jointed together; I needed a set of hands to loosen it that was the only way that was coming off. Whose hands? Mine I hoped! Probably the same thing went for the gag as well; I needed a set of hands to take the tape off. It sucked because if I couldn’t get my hands free, I was toast. I would have to have my mother do it, which meant I would have to face her again and go probably go through all the hard lecturing and humiliation I went through the first time. And she probably would to because now it would be about if she wasn’t here and how would I get out, and blah blah blah…what should I do? I started to squirm my hands and at the same time started thinking of the worst and only possible solution

I wouldn’t quit, I kept trying and trying. Noting seemed to be budging though. It sucked, and complete BS. I didn’t want to go back out in the hallway tied up, naked, and face my mother again. She would definitely find it amusing that I couldn’t do it myself. After about 10 minutes of struggling I started to face reality- I needed someone’s help to get out of this! I got up from my bed to headed towards my door; I turned around and reached for the door knob until I twisted it open. I baby stepped out in the hallway, I didn’t see my mother at all, so I walked to the corner that I was in earlier, yes again. I had no choice. I wanted her to see me there and maybe this time she would feel some remorse. I waited there for about 3 minutes until I heard her voice singing along to a song. She finally turned the hall that I was on, “Mikey, what’s wrong? Couldn’t get it loose huh? Haha” My first reaction was great! Here we go again. I this time gave my mom a sad look with my eyes and lifted my hands towards her. “awww you want me to undo your hands sweetie?” I started nodding yes!! Please! “I guess I have no choice to, but I don’t think I’ll do it just yet, you haven’t learned your lesson yet.” No!!!!!!!!! “See if I wasn’t here, how would you get out of this mess hmm? You need to think things through! And no more of this mess, you understand me mister!” I knew it, the lecture was already starting, I just stood and listened- then again, what choice did I have?? “I think another 10 minutes in that corner will serve you right. Corner time for you mister, thanks for doing it without me telling you to, hehehe” I knew she knew damn well why I was in this corner! “You stand there for a little bit longer and keep still and quiet or I’ll add time.” Wow, truly unbelievable hearing this. This was so degrading. She gave me a smack on my butt and started walking away- “I’m watching you mister, you better be still.” I started yelling through the gag at her but you guys know the response she gave me right?

When she was out of site I did my best standing still as best I could. It was so uncomfortable though I had to move some, readjust, and maneuver. “ahh ahh ahh, be still mister!” I stopped dead in my stance; she WAS actually keeping an eye on me! No. I heard her several times going in my room to put my clothes away/up, she was whistling and on the phone like nothing is going on this whole time. I heard her saying to a friend of hers that she was teaching my son a lesson today. Have my ears heard something else? No way she just said that!! I am thankful though that she never said “how” she was teaching me a lesson, and that was reassuring. 10 minutes had passed, I know it! Come on mom, where are you! I started thinking. Was she just joking with me? I wouldn’t put it past her one damn bit! “Ok the clothes are all out up and I’m finally done, time for me to get some rest. Have you been rehabilitated son? Hehe” very funny mother, very funny! I wanted to keep silence but I couldn’t do it anymore; I haven’t spoken clear English in over an hour! I yelled at her to hurry up and stop playing! “hahaha sometimes I wish tape was on your mouth more often sweetie, it’s very calming not hear to insults lashed out to me.” I rolled my eyes at her and just prayed that she would this time, untie me. “Ok, so what am I suppose to do hear? I have no idea how you got this wristband all tangled up like this but it looks impossible to untangle. Hehe” very funny I thought. She started trying to untwist this freaking band on my hands, damn it did seem impossible for a while- it wasn’t giving in. “Hmmmm? I don’t know how this works.” 2 voices are better than one I thought, right? Maybe if you take this gag off I could help talk you through it! Duh! I tried to get her to take the gag off! “shhhh honey! Be quiet, I can’t understand you at all. Hush or I may put more tape on that mouth of yours, hehehe.” Huge laughter came from her. No way! I thought! I shut up then and let her work. “Let me get your feet then, it shouldn’t be too hard I don’t think.” She got the belt off of me after a minute. YES! My feet were free; I walk like a human now! “No more bunny rabbit for you sweetie” followed by giggles. Arggg shut up I was thinking, but I was happy about my feet. For the first time in a long time I felt a slight bit of freedom. Only problem was that I was still gagged, unable to speak, unable to communicate at all! I don’t think my mother would take off my gag until my wrists were free- and the way things were going, my wrists were very secure, very stuck.

I was still very stuck and very stuck. My body was trembling; I was sweating like a pig. I haven’t spoken in over an hour now. I never realized how much talking could make a difference in a situation. “You need to jump in the shower after we get you out of this mess” My mother said. I have never been more embarrassed in my life, and probably never will be again. “You are a piece of work son. Hehe. Why do you make me punish you all the time? Haha” I didn’t move a muscle, I was tired of moving and tired of trying to talk. My mouth was getting very wet cause of the sock that had been in there forever.

After of multiple attempts my mother had finally managed to undo the wristband from my hands. I was free, and so relieved. I immediately moved my hands towards my privates, covering up everything as best I could. “hahaha why are you doing that for sweetie? Haven’t I seen everything already enough haha.” Big laugher coming from her. I started to yell at her when I realized that I was still gagged!! Dammit I thought. I have to get the tape off still. “What? Did you forget about your little mouthpiece sweetie? Hehehe” wow! Mouthpiece…what would she think of next? I had to remove my hands again and be exposed once more. I started to peel the tape off from right to left. It was so sticky and painful. I peeled the last part of it off and threw it on the floor. Remember now, I was sock gagged and she was unaware. I tried to close my mouth as best I could so she couldn’t see it. NO LUCK. “What is that in your mouth?” I spit the sock out my my mouth and said my first words in over an hour! “A sock” “Why did you have a sock in your mouth huh? No wonder I couldn’t understand you! Hehe” “Can you just go away please!! You are ridiculous! I said. “Don’t tell me what to do young man. Remember you grounded for a week. Get to your room right now! I walked with my head down towards my room, my hands were back to covering. As I passed my mom’s side she gave me a hard swat on my butt. “There is more where that came from mister, you have it coming from now on!” I made it to my room and got some clothes on. It was over! I was so happy but humiliated, embarrassed, and ashamed at the same time. To this day my mother won’t let a day go by without bringing it up. It’s always in a teasing way too. Guess I have to live with that….

WOW. That's humiliating. The Prodigy (who is straight by the way) is a good sport, and doesn't mind talking about his mortifying bare-assed bondage adventure. You can e-mail him at DARKFIRE6661@yahoo.com.