"What are you doing?" My mother's voice was angry. I crawled back out of the bag I'd unearthed in the attic, muttering "nothing" and stood up under her penetrating gaze. She ordered me out of the attic, and after a while I thought nothing more about it.

I couldn't stop thinking about the bag in the attic though. It had a smell that really appealed to me, and a smooth cool feel against my bare arms and legs. Inevitably I returned to it, and eventually spirited it downstairs, and secreted it under my bed. I began sleeping in it, and discovered erections soon after. I came to associate the two. and it just seemed that they went together, as I explored these delicious new feelings.

One night Mom caught me in the bag, in bed, and she quickly and viciously tied me inside it, with something under my feet, trapping me inescapably. "I'm going to cure you of this, whatever it takes!" she snapped. "However I don't want you to die!" she snipped a pair of tiny air-holes right at my nose, then tied something round my neck, pulling the heavy rubberized material tight to my face and head. Panic subsided as I discovered I could breathe, after a fashion. "Sleep tight!" she hissed angrily, and slammed the door on her way out.

I had my first true orgasm that night. More than one. In the morning she came to let me out, for breakfast and school. "Learned your lesson, have you? No more bag?" My answer shocked her rigid. "Can I just stay in here, today?" maybe just a little rude..."Okay, smart-ass! I'll call you in sick, and we're going to talk, later! Have fun!" and she slammed out of the room again.

That evening, I showered all the sweat, piss and come off, and ate with her, then she said brusquely "So talk!"

"Make you a deal, Mom..." I said. "I'll be the perfect son, housework, chores, all "A"s at school, if you'll just tied me up in the bag, like today, every night, and all weekend, once my chores are done.! Whaddya say? Deal?"

She sat back and looked at me strangely. "Gawd, you're just like your fucking father! What did I do to deserve this, I wonder! You know that's why he left me, right? Because I wouldn't do that to HIM? Or at least not enough! And now this! Well, I'm not about to lose you too, so, okay, yeah, deal! But be careful what you wish for, young man, because God help me, I enjoy doing shit like that! This HAS to be our secret, and NOBODY - I mean NOBODY ever hears about it! Do you understand me, asshole?" I assured her hastily of my complete discretion, and we came to an agreement, reluctantly on her part, happily on mine.