Five Daughters and One
Mother
The
car sped away from the house, the clouds of dust ballooning behind it. It was
mid-day and by any burglar's standards, it was the wrong time of the day to
commit any burglary but hey I've done it before and succeeded. No reason why
this should be any different.
This
house in Northampton was different given the family size. Based on my research,
this family was extremely huge, with five daughters and one son. Man, the
husband and wife probably never heard of birth control. But it was their family
treasures that I was after, not lecturing them to control their plumbing. And with daddy and the boy
out of the way, so much easier...
I
easily climbed over their low fence--poor security !---and
with a twist of my skeleton key--I entered their backyard. It was a little
breezy day and I saw the mother had hung out her laundry to dry. Moving in and
out of the clothes lines, I spied what I was looking for. These would make
lovely stuffing for gags, I thought, stuffing them in my back pack. Suddenly, I
heard footsteps and quickly ducked to a corner. A figure was humming some old
musical tune and from the looks of it, it was the wife/mother, Donna. She was
wearing a long gypsy style skirt and a white sweater with a brown belt loosely hanging
on her hips, as well as brown sandals.
I
waited until she had her back to me, checking the clean laundry. One-one thousand, two-one thousand, three-one
thousand...I pounced like a lion on its prey.
"Mmmmmph!" She immediately cried against my hand
gag. "Listen Donna,” I hissed, “this device against your back is a Tazer. One shock and it will paralyse you if I use it. So
shut up now." Immediately, my threat worked and she fell silent. I dragged
the lady inside and then hissed, "I'm going to take off my hand, and you
won't yell, clear?
Her
head nodded and I eased my gloved hand away. "Who..."
"Quiet
for now," I said, pressing the device harder against her back. "Move,
inside the house." Once in, I pushed her towards the living room. "I
know your daughters are around. Call them with a netural
tone." She hesitated and I pressed the Tazer
further into her back. "Girls," she called. "Can you help
me?"
"What's
the problem mum?" I heard one voice and then a face popping up from the
staircase. "OH MY GOS...."
"Get
down here young lady or your mother gets zapped," I growled. She immediate
raised her hands and came down. This girl had fairly large breasts and was in a
white satin dress. One could easily tell she was getting to that age when boys
would start to notice her.
"Mummy, what's so important, I
have..." a fiery redhead girl said as she came in, and immediately was shocked
to see me there. She was in a long T-shirt and jeans. A third face, slightly
shorter than the redhead followed behind that girl, dressed in a spaghetti top,
with white bra straps visible and black trousers. Finally, another black-haired
girl in a flowery dress appeared. I gestured to all to sit in a circle around
their mother.
"Now,
let's get gets introduced." One by one, the girl's gave their names—Sayle, Avena, Imogen,
Jocasta.
“How
old are you all?”
I
listened to them say their ages – Sayle was fifteen, Avena thirteen, Imogen twelve, Jocasta eleven.
"Where's
the last daughter?" None of them answered. "You want her to be
zapped?" I pressed the Tazer against their mother’s side.
"Please,"
the girl named Jocasta wailed. Funny
name. "My sister Freyja is out. Just take
whatever you want and leave us!"
"Aw, such a yappy girl. Here," I threw her the plastic
bag. "As the youngest, you get the honour of binding everyone here." She looked inside and saw the plastic zip
ties.
"Why
should...: I fired the Tazer at the redhead and she
crumpled to the ground. The Tazer was strong enough
to paralyse all human nervous systems so much that the girl began to lose her
bladder.
"Who
wants to join Imogen?" I growled. I saw Jocasta shivering as she approached her now frightened
mother. "Behind her back, and make it tight," I commented. Soon, the
mother was bound at her wrists and ankles. The other sisters were similarly
bound and those wearing skirts and dresses were made to sit so that I could see
their knickers underneath.
"Ok,
What happens now,” Jocasta said as she looked at me. I finally brought out the underwear I stole
from the clothes line and threw it on the ground, surprising all the ladies.
"Now,
here's where we play a game. Jocasta, which one is your pair of underwear?"
She
hesitated before picking out a bikini black pair. "What the hell do you
want with our knickers?"
"Stuff
it in Sayle's mouth."
"WHAT?"
Both Sayle and Jocasta
cried.
"You
want to be zapped?" Imogen was still unconscious, curled up like a foetus. Shaking her head, Jocasta
moved over to Sayle who accepted her underwear into
her mouth.
"Tape
it up, two strips," I threw her a roll of duct tape, and watched as the
youngest girl taped over the oldest’s mouth. She looked so cute, her lips under the tape
as she stared at me.
Next,
Avena was made to identify her underwear, which was
plain white and high cut. This entered her mother's mouth while mother's
slightly large knickers were stuffed into Avena's
own cavity. By this Imogen was stirring and gave a
moan.
"Welcome
back to the game, Imogen," I said, and learnt
that the light blue bikini knickers were hers. "She gets the other black pair," I
ordered and before the redhead could respond, she was gagged with the undies. That left Imogen's
knickers.
"Ok,
turn around hands behind your back," I told the young girl and soon she
too was bound with zip ties around her wrists. Suddenly, I heard the door click
open. Immediately, I pressed the Tazer against Jocasta's back and pushed her behind the wall.
"Hi
all, I won the cooking apprentic....OH MY
GOSH!!!" I saw an auburn haired girl wearing a white blouse and dark skirt
walk in, and cry out as she saw her mother and sisters bound and gagged.
"Welcome,"
I said, still holding on to the young sister. "You must be Freyja. Sit down," The girl didn't do so. "Now!"
She
slowly sat in the circle as I made Jocasts sit down,
and soon both girls were bound like their siblings and mother were. But there
still was the problem of who would be gagged with the last pair of knickers.
"So
who wants this?" I asked both girls. "Ok, since you have been so kind
Jo, you get it."
"Noo...." she cried but she joined the panty gagged
bunch.
"You
Rat!" The new sister Freyja yelled as I smoothed
the second strip of tape over ehr youngest sister’s
mouth.
"No
one calls me rat," I growled as I reached over and cut off her own pair of
knickers using a knife. Despite her cries, I managed to grab the torn dirty
underwear and stuff it in her mouth. Now, all five daughter and one mother were
bound and gagged with knickers and tape.
I
left them to search the house, taking what valuables I could find, and then
checked them again. All six were trying
to help each other, but with little success.
"Good
day ladies," I said as I left them to enjoy their afternoon together...
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