I ambushed... my mother

Growing up, one of my favourite games was tying up my mother. She always said that the key was to take her by surprise and over time, that became very tricky to do. Until one day...
We were staying in this hotel (somewhere in Cardiff I think) and she was just coming back to our room. Today, she had her brown hair flat on her shoulders and she had on a black top (that showed off her breasts a bit) and a dark blue skirt with no pantyhose and red 5 inch heels on her feet. She was singing to herself, which undoubtedly meant that she wasn't expecting anything (if she had, then she would've been whistling).
I had got myself a bottle of Chloroform (I always loved that stuff and once I got myself a bottle, I always made sure I used it safely (last thing I needed back then was to become an orphan)).
I was hiding behind the door with a handkerchief that I just dosed with a third of a teaspoon of Chloroform (that's enough to knock out). When she came in, she immediately shut the door without looking behind her. That was her first mistake.

I took the chance and grabbed her from behind and placed the handkerchief over her mouth and nose. She struggled a bit but I held on. Soon, the effects of the Chloroform started to take hold and soon my mother was out cold on the floor.
I checked to see if she was still breathing and she was. Then, lifting her up by the armpits, I dragged her to the bedroom. After several attempts, I FINALLY got her onto the bed. Then, I got some rope that I bought earlier and rolling her onto her stomach, I crossed her hands behind her back and started wrapping the rope around her wrists, then I cinched the rope in-between her wrists and tied it off. I got another piece of rope and tied her ankles the same way I did her wrists.

It was then that she moaned and started to move. The Chloroform was wearing off. As quickly as I could, I got my new roll of Duct tape. I was back before she had fully come round. When she had, it took a moment to work out why she couldn't move her arms or legs.
"Hey, what are you doing?" She asked, in a still a bit sleepy voice.
Before she could make too much noise, I pulled on the tape and (moving her hair out of the way) began wrapping the tape around her lower head.
"But, I'm not done yet, mom," I told her.
With more rope, I tied her legs, above and below the knee in still the same way as her hands and feet.
"See if you can get out of THAT lot, then," I challenged her.
This got her going, she hadn't yet managed to get out of her bonds when I tied her up (25-love to me), however I couldn't get out of my bonds when she tied me up (25-love to her). In all fairness to her she did try, she tried for a good hour (and I know because I kept my eye on the time. After the hour, she gave up and when she gave up, she always let me play with her (that was the agreement since day one and is still going to this day).

So, I started stroking her bound legs (like I normally do) but today, I wanted a change, so I started rubbing her breasts (with her top still over them of course). With all that moaning she was doing, I guessed that she was enjoying it as much as I was. After another hour, I untied her and after talking a while, we had something to eat. Even though, I was feeling smug, I tried hard not to show it. Score is now 26-love to me, can't wait for her comeback.