Family Together

As Jon Fu sat back in his chair, the whiskey swirling in the glass, he looked across at his wife, wondering what he could do to revive things – or even if it was worth trying to do anything to save their marriage. He and his wife Min were both 46, and the silence spoke true volumes.

Jon was wearing a blue short sleeved shirt, dark trousers and black socks with leather shoes. It was a Friday night, and his parents had offered to take their daughter, Bobbi, to the cinema – possibly sensing the tensions, and wanting to give their son and Min a chance to talk things through.

Not that Min looked as if she was in the mood for talking. She was sitting watching the television, her long dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, her legs crossed under her long brown suede skirt and the brown leather boots clearly visible, the brown jumper hugging her body.

He had no idea how they had drifted apart, but they had…

“Did you hear something?”

Jon looked across at his wife, and said “no – it must have been on the…” His words were cut short as the door to the main room was thrown open, and a man walked in, his grizzled grey hair visible under the stocking which was stretched down over his head. He was wearing a blue boiler suit, leather gloves on the hands that held the sawn-off shotgun and boots, and snarled as he said “don’t fucking move a fucking muscle. In here.”

As Jon and Min watched, three other people walked in, identically dressed and masked. There was another man, younger but with the same features under the stretched nylon, and two women – one the shortest of the four, with short blonde hair, the other the youngest with longer light brown hair, like the younger man.

“Well now, Father,” the older woman said as she looked at the Chinese couple.

“A couple who aren’t going to do a fucking thing unless we tell them Mother,” the armed man said, a thin smile now on his face. “Daughter, find and disconnect the phones. Son – open the bag.”

“Of course Father,” the younger man said as he put a large canvas bag on the floor, opening it and smiling as he looked at Min.

“Strip.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“You heard Son,” Father growled as he walked over, “but you need some persuasion? Open your mouth.” As Jon did so, he put the end of the barrel into his mouth, Jon’s eyes widening as he said “now STRIP!”

“Phllsshmmhnn,” Jon mumbled as he watched his wife slowly stand up, and pull the jumper she was wearing off over her head, revealing her black bra. She then unfastened the fastening of her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing her matching panties. She stood there, holding herself as Father looked at her.

“Secure her.”

“No, please,” Min whispered as Son took from the bag a length of white cord and walked behind, Jon watching as he pulled her arms behind her back and started to bind them. Whatever he was doing, it was pulling her shoulders back, forcing her chest up and out.

“That hurts…”

“Stop fucking crying or I make you stop,” Son said as Jon watched. He took the rope down her arms and secured her wrists together, then said “turn round, show your husband.” As she did so, Jon could see he had secured her arms at her elbows and wrists, her forearms together, the bands of rope cinched between her limbs.

“Hruuhhh… Hruuhhlrht,” Jon mumbled, the barrel of the gun still in his mouth. She looked so different like that – especially when the man they had called Son took a longer length of rope and passed it round Min’s body, making two bands that framed her chest as it was tightened.

“As for you,” Father growled, “shoes and clothes off – and remember, I have a very sensitive trigger finger.”

Jon slowly nodded as he leaned down, the gun moving with him and he untied his shoes, slipping them off to reveal his black socks, and then he unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off, revealing his white vest.

“Socks off as well – I may have a use for them.”

Jon slowly nodded as he took off his socks, feeling the sweat on them, and then handed them over as he said “Whhtduhhwhntt?”

“That’s for us to know and you not to fucking concern yourself with,” Father growled as Daughter walked in.

“All dealt with – having fun Son?”

“I am,” the masked youth said as he took the rope over Min’s shoulder then down diagonally between her breasts and round the base before he wen tin the other direction. He repeated this several times, Min groaning as the ropes bit into her, before he took it back behind her and tied it off.

“Pants off,” Father said in a menacing tone, “Daughter, help her to stay quiet.” He handed Jon’s socks to the blonde, Min shaking her head as she said “no, please, don’t make me AAAAAHHHHH!”

The cry made Jon say “Phlssdhnt” as Son pinched her nipples, Daughter pushing his wadded up socks into her mouth as she said “spit them out, you die, understand?” Min nodded as she closed her lips over them, and then heard a peeling sound before Son wrapped white tape round her head, covering her mouth and jaw as she whimpered.

Jon could not take his eyes off her as she stood there, in black lingerie and flesh coloured pantyhose, her upper body tightly bound as Son reached round and started t grope her chest.

“Nhhhhnnhttt.”

“I said drop the pants!”

Jon nodded as he unfastened his pants and let them fall to the floor, while Daughter knelt in front of his wife, looking up at Son and smiling as she unzipped Min’s boots and removed them.

“Get her hose off as well – got a use for that too.”

Jon was now staring at his wife as the masked man roughly groped her chest, hearing her moans, and wondering what she was tasting with his own socks in her mouth, the white band round her head. He barely noticed the fact he was now standing there in his vest and white briefs, or the fact something was starting to bulge as he watched…

“Enjoying the sight, mother fucker?”

Jon suddenly turned his head to see Daughter standing there with his wife’s hose in one gloved hand – and as Father took the gun out, Mother walked over and smiled at him, before her gloved hand gripped his crotch and tightly squeezed…

“OHMYGHHDDHNNHHH,” Jon called out as the gusset of Min’s hose was stuffed into his mouth, and then the legs tied tightly round his head, the thin nylon bands cutting into the corners of his mouth as they were pulled back by the young blonde. She then pulled his hands behind her back and started to bind his wrists together with thin rope.

Min looked at her husband and said “Shhhmfhfhnnn!”

“Hchnnht,” Jon moaned as he felt the rope biting into the bare flesh of his wrists, and then tighten even more as she took it between his arms before tying it off. She then took a much longer length of rope from the bag and wrapped it round his body and arms, forcing them into his sides as she made a band round his stomach, and another round his upper arms and shoulders. He was helpless, unable to stop them – and he was feeling scared, and something else.

Min could only close her eyes as she felt Son’s fingers sinking into her breasts, felt them start to firm up, and as she squirmed round the rope that were holding her breasts up and out were rubbing as well – and doing something very strange to her…

Daughter took two smaller lengths of rope and cinched Jon’s chest bindings between his arms and his body, as Father and Mother looked on.

“We’ll search the house – have fun with the fuck buddies,” Father said, Mother smiling and nodding as thy both left and closed the door. Son whispered into Min’s ear “have you seen what that dick of a husband you have s feeling,” and as she looked at Jon, she saw the bulge in his briefs…

“Oh my – he is responsive,” Daughter purred as she pulled his briefs down, his cock now prominent as Min’s eyes opened wide, both at the size of it and the way it stood proud, determined…

Jon shook his head as he saw the masked woman’s gloved hand embrace it and start to stroke it, his member jerking at the touch as he felt the throbbing start to intensify with each stroke. He did not want this to happen, but he was bound tightly, gagged with his wife’s hose, unable to do much more than groan in response to her attentions…

And responding he was as he felt Daughter starting to speed up the stroking, Min’s eyes wide in horror as she saw how much it was engorging – and more to the point, the cold air on her own breasts as Son used a knife to cut her bra away, and then the feel of his gloved fingers as he pinched her hard nipples. This should not be arousing her, and yet…

“Whtshhphnnhhh….”

Opening her eyes, she saw Jon as he stood there, twisting in the ropes that ran over his vest, holding his arms against him, while the one called Daughter was rubbing his growing, engorged cock. Jon was sweating as a surge of emotions, of feelings ran through him – and then he screamed into the nylon that stuffed his mouth as he jerked, the white stream shooting out of him.

“Hghhdnnhhhh,” Min said as Daughter continued to milk her husband. Why did she find this so hot? She cold not take her eyes off the semen as it fell to the floor, off her husband as he closed his eyes and moaned..

“Well, doesn’t that feel better,” Daughter said as she looked at Jon, before she forced him to lie on the floor, his face on the pool of warm semen before she took more ropes and bound his bare ankles tightly together, then his legs below and above his knees, cinching each band between his limbs so that the rope held even more firmly.

“Jhnn..?”

He looked up and groaned as he watched Son make his wife lie on the floor, the two of them looking at each other as he cut away her panties and spread her legs. She was now naked, the sweat glistening on her body as he knelt between her legs, and leaned down, pinching her nipples with one hand as the other went between her legs.

“Mhhnn…”

Jon was forced to kneel, Daughter whispering into his ear “now your wife is going to have some fun- and you get to watch, you lucky man.” As she did this, Son smiled as he opened up the front of his boiler suit, striping it off so that he was bare chested. Min watched, shaking her head as he pulled down the pants and she saw his member, erect, engorged.

“Nhhphlssdhntdhthhsss…”

Jon could only watch as the masked men entered Min, his wife putting her head back and screaming as he did so. But it wasn’t just a scream of protest – for some reason, she was responding despite the fact she was being raped. She gripped him inside and started to move in time with his thrusts, the animal brain taking over as she groaned. He was so large in there, and it had been so very very long…

She imagined it was Jon instead of him, as she felt the throbbing against the walls of her passage. At least he had put something on…

Jon could not stop watching – his wife looked as she had all those years ago, and she was so beautiful, he wanted her so much…

“Have a little present from me,” Daughter whispered into his ear as Min threw her head back and screamed, her body shaking – and she felt Son take her, give her of himself.

And she was loving every second of it.

And Jon was as well – even as Daughter pushed the vibrator into his rear passage, and he started to groan and shake as well.

Min slumped to the floor, a thin damp line running from between her legs as Son replaced his clothing, and then selected more rope from the bag. Kneeling next to her, he smiled, Min looking at him through misty eyes as he bent her leg and lashed her ankle to her thigh, then tied her leg above and below her knee.

As he moved to the other side, Jon was aware of his own body responding. The pain had subsided now, but it was making him feel that hardness again, as Min was pushed against the couch, and she looked at him. He shuffled over, the nylon band cutting into the corner of his mouth as he said “Hmmshrreee…”

“Shmheee,” Min said as he fell between her legs, his face on her damp crotch – and then she groaned as he kissed her clit.

“Oh look – they want each other now,” Son said as he moved Jon and Min so that he was between her legs, and she looked at him, at how aroused he was, and wriggled round. The ropes were more than restraining her now, as they rubbed on her breasts – she wanted him inside her for the first time in so many years…

So when Jon entered her, she groaned and tape kissed the side of his neck as he kissed hers, oblivious to what was going on…

“They look as if they have had fun.”

Son and Daughter nodded as Mother and Father came into the room, as Jon and Min started to move together, Min gripping her husband as he grew larger as well. That, the vibrator in his rectum, the situation… All of it was making him want her as well…

The sound of a car pulling up made them look at each other, as they left and closed the room door, standing in wait as Daughter held ropes and tape in her hand…

“That film was great,” Bobbi said as she got out of the car. She was a tall girl for her age, wearing a pink sweatshirt and blue jeans, the legs tucked into short felt boots.

“Well, we’re glad we got the chance to spend time with you,” her grandfather said as he got out of the car. Lin Fu, like his wife Qi, was 73, and tonight was wearing a black fleece and pants over a white sports shirt, white socks and trainers. Qi was wearing a blue jumper with a red scarf tied loosely round her neck, and blue leggings tucked into mid-length red leather boots in the same shade as her scarf.

“I think we get you into the house and into your bed,” she said as they walked up to the front door, Qi opening it and stepping in – only to be shocked as she as grabbed and hand gagged, Bobbi screaming when she saw the masked group standing in the hallway.

“Shut the fuck up,” Father growled as he looked at her. “Daughter, take the kid upstairs, make sure she stays there.”

“Gramps, Gramma…”

“Go with them,” Qi said quietly as Lin looked at the other three masked and armed intruders.

“Where are they?”

Son opened the door as Mother and Father pushed them in, Qi seeing her son and her daughter n law on the floor, both glistening with sweat, both tightly bound and gagged.

“Hnnhh, phlsss,” Jon said as his body started to shake again, and he feel against his wife’s crotch.

“I want you two,” Father said as Son closed the door, “to strip down to your underwear – NOW!”

“What is that girl going to do to my granddaughter?”

“What I told her to do old man, now you and your cocksucking bitch strip down, like we said…”

“Or what?”

“NO,” Qi called out as she saw the sawn-off shotgun, nodding as she loosened her scarf and took it off, then put it on the couch before she pulled her jumper off over her head. She then sat down and pulled her boots and pants off, revealing her short stockings as Lin removed his own clothing, standing there in his boxer shorts, shoes and socks.

“Those off as well, dearie,” Mother said as she pointed to Lin’s feet, watching as he removed the socks and shoes. At the same time, Father forced Qi to remove her won stockings and hand them to him, as she stood I her white underwear. Jon shook his head afraid of what they might do to his parents…

“wnhdhthlhhhk,” Min said, Jon turning his head and nodding as both of his parents had their arms pulled behind their backs, their wrists crossed and lashed tightly together.

“Be brave,” Lin said quietly as he felt the rope rubbing on his arms, then saw the long band a sit was passed round his wife’s body and pulled tight, forcing her arms into her sides as he felt the rope around his own body. As he felt the bands tighten, Father finished binding Qi – and then cut her bra away, before he started to grope her breasts.

“You BASTARD! DON’T UFHKHHNNDHRRHMMMM…” Lin’s protests were cut off as Mother stuffed his wife’s short stockings into his mouth, and then wrapped white tape tightly round his head to further silence him.

“What… Why are you doing this,” Qi said between groans, as Mother knelt behind her husband and pulled his boxers down, before she wound rope around his ankles and forced them together. She could see the embarrassment in his eyes, and turned to look at his son and daughter-in-law, lying there bound and naked – and then saw the way Jon’s body was responding.

She could not deny the effect the groping was having on her as well…

“Whtsdhuhhnttt,” Lin mumbled as he tried to move, but the bands of rope round his upper body held his arms fast – especially after the woman called Mother had used the rope to cinch the binding son both sides. He glanced down to see her binding his legs below his knees, his boxers down at his ankles – and then he noticed something else.

“Lin? OH god no…” Qi moaned as she felt her own breasts getting firmer, and felt a heat inside her long forgotten.

“Looks like your fuck buddy is getting excited – and so is the one over there,” Father whispered into her ear before he knelt behind her, and wound rope around her bare legs before pulling them together below her knees. She felt his gloved hands as he took the rope between her legs, and then again at her ankles – before she felt him reach round and stroke a finger up her clit.

“Oh my god…”

“Do you like that,” he growled as Lin watched – and he knew the sight of his own wife bound like that was giving him other feelings as well. The same was true for Jon and Min, both of them unable to take their eyes off them as both of them felt their bodies responding to the sights…

“Kneel down,” Father whispered into Qi’s ear as he pushed her down, and Mother smacked Lin’s bottom, making him groan and then her leather gloved hand as it caressed his buttocks – then reached round and stroked over his cock.

“Bring him over here,” Father said as he squeezed Qi’s breasts, making her moan even more as Lin was forced to shuffle forward. As Qi looked up at him, she heard Mother say “go on – blow him off.”

“PHlssthrrhld…”

“Oh shut the fuck up, you two,” Father said as he looked over, “or are you going to fucking deny watching is turning you on as well?”

Min and Jon looked at each other, red with embarrassment as Min saw her husband’s cock engorging, and felt the dampness again between her legs. Jon noticed it too, as he turned slightly and looked round, stroking his bounds hands over there…

“No, please…”

“DO IT,” Father shouted, Qi swallowing as she kissed the end of her husband’s cock, and saw him close his eyes. Slowly, gently, he put her lips over the tip and pulled back again, her lips popping, before she put her mouth over it again, afraid of hat the two masked intruders might do. As she felt him on her tongue, and started to suck gently, she was aware of two thoughts.

What was that sound behind her, like a zip opening?

And what had happened to her granddaughter?

Bobbi was lying on her side on the bed, a white band rapped round her mouth and keeping her balled up socks inside there. The bands of rope round her arms and upper body were tight, but she was still clothed. Her wrists were crossed and tied together behind her back, her legs secured at her ankles as well as above and below her knees, and her ankles pulled back.

She dared not move, however, because her ankles were tied to one more rope – and every time she tried to move, the rope rubbed on her…

Qi could feel Lin’s member growing larger in her mouth as she felt Father’s hands on her breasts – and could feel his body pressing up against her, her panties now down at her knees. To her horror, it was bare flesh she was feeling, and her fingers could feel how Father’s own body was reacting to what was going on.

“Nhhhphlsddhnt,” she moaned as Lin felt the throbbing, and his wife could feel it on her tongue as well. And it as getting larger, as she sucked and bobbed her head in time to the groping of her chest, as Mother watched the two of them and Father.

The feeling when Father took her form behind made Qi’s eyes open wide as she screamed out – but then her body started to shake in response as Father thrust himself forward, and she sucked harder, so that Lin could feel the effect that was having n him. His own eyes were misting over as he started to shake as well.

Jon turned himself over, the nylon soaking wet in his mouth, and kissed Min’s taped mouth, his wife responding in kind again as she saw how erect and aroused he was, and nodded submissively, sighing as he entered her again and pushed forward while she pushed back…

“HLLHHRDDHLLLPHSSS”

Lin cried out as he felt himself cumming in his wife’s mouth, Qi having to swallow and then cope with the orgasm that was flying through her as Father gave inside her as well, her eyes closed as her whole body shook. She swallowed as much as she could, Lin slowly opening his eyes as he started to cry, before she was pulled back, and his socks stuffed into her mouth, the white tape wrapped round her head as well before they were both made t lie on the floor.

“WE got all the valuables from upstairs, and the kid is secured,” Son said as he and Sister looked in, while Father dressed again.

“Good – let’s go,” he said as the four masked intruders left, while Min screamed into her gag again as Jon brought her into another orgasm.

Lin and Qi looked over as their son and daughter in law made love, and then looked at each other, before Qi looked at her husband’s cock, how erect it still was, and looked back at him. He nodded slowly and shuffled over, the two of them kissing each other over their taped lips as their bodies moved together, and then Lin penetrated his wife as she groaned and closed her eyes…

Three days later

“Are you sure you are all right to go to school,” Min said as she looked at her daughter. She was wearing a white silk blouse and a long black leather skirt, with knee length suede boots, while Bobbi was wearing a white sweatshirt, jeans and black leather boots.

“I am Mum,” she said quietly, “I have to face them at some time. What about Dad?”

“They’ve given him the rest of the week off,” Min said with a smile, “so have fun, and call when you are on your way back.”

Bobbi nodded as she stood up. “Gramps and Gramma?”

“They are coming later. On you go – I need to take your father his breakfast.”

When Bobbi left, Min put some toast and a pot of coffee on a tray, and then carried it up the stairs before entering their bedroom. “She ahs gone,” she said, “and we are alone.”

“Ghhdd.”

Jon looked up from the bed – his arms and legs were stretched out, stocking used to tie hiss wrists and ankles to the bed, and then a pair of dirty socks stuffed in his mouth with tape over his lips. He watched as Min stripped off her blouse and skirt, and then knelt on the bed, stroking his cock as she said “shall we play?”

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