Blooming

It may appear to be an, a very old cliché, but the first time Georgia and Briony met was when their eyes locked across a crowded bar room. Georgia had gone there as part of a party to celebrate a colleague’s birthday, with the intention of going to a nightclub afterwards. That was why she was wearing the black dress, one with lace sleeves and neckline, and a wide leather belt round her waist. The hose she had covering her legs was lighter, accentuating her slim limbs, and the black soft leather shoes a four-inch heel. Perfect for a night clubbing.

Briony was also there with a group of friends, and it was her laugh that made Georgia look at the group. She saw the brunette, wearing a short pink sleeveless dress that was so tight it was easy to see she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, a black fabric band round her waist. Her hose was dark blue, patterned with stars, her toes visible with her feet strapped in a pair of cork wedge soled sandals.

As I said, their eyes met, and there was some sort of instant attraction. So when Georgia made her way to the bar to order another round of drinks, Briony watched the blonde walk over, her blonde hair blowing in the soft breeze of the air conditioning, her body moving under her dress…

She made her excuses and stood up, walking over to where Georgia was standing before she said “I don’t think I’ve seen you in here before.” Georgia looked at her, and smiled as she said “that has to be one of the oldest chat up lines in the business.”

“Perhaps – but I genuinely have not seen you in here before,” Briony replied. “Who are you with?”

“Work colleagues,” Georgia said as she glanced over. “You?”

“Friends,” Briony whispered, “although I am getting a little bored of them. You?”

Georgia looked over and nodded.

“I’m Georgia.”

“Briony… So, if you are getting bored, and I am getting bored,” she whispered, “what would happen if we were to abandon ship?”

“My apartment is nearby,” Briony said, “it makes a very convenient lifeboat.”

Georgia looked at the brunette as she smiled, saw the shape of her nipples under the tight dress, before she said “how do you know I am…”

“I know – so, interested?”

Georgia spoke to the barman, and then walked to her friends. When she returned a few minutes later, her purse over her shoulder, Briony smiled as she walked to the door, followed by Georgia.

It was indeed a short walk to the apartment block, Georgia smiling as Briony opened the main door and they walked up to the third floor. She fished her keys out of her bag, opened the heavy wooden door and walked in, Georgia following and waiting as Briony closed the door. Putting her purse down, she walked over to Georgia and smiled as she took her head in her hands, and then kissed her, Georgia responding as she put her arms round the woman she had just met.

“Very nice?”

“Hhthttt…” Briony looked over Georgia’s shoulder, and then slowly backed away.

“What’s wrong,” Georgia said, and then she saw the brunette slowly raise her hands in the air. Slowly turning, she saw a tall man standing there, dressed in black – including the gloves and the balaclava mask over his head, his blue eyes and thin lips the only thing visible.

“What the hell…”

“Hands in the air,” the man said as he pointed his gun at Georgia, “looks like I interrupted the end of a date.

“What do you want,” Briony whispered.

“Well, what I wanted initially was your money and jewels,” the mans aid, “but now – why don’t you ladies walk into the front room, hands in the air, nice and slowly…”

Georgia and Briony looked at each other, and then walked past the man into the front room. The blinds were down, and there was a bag open on a leather seat – a bag that Georgia could see ropes stacked in.

“If it’s my money and valuables I want, take them and go…”

“Lady,” the man said as he looked at Briony, “that was then, now we get to have some fun. Sit down, keep those hands where I can see them.” As she sat, he looked at Georgia, and then took a length of white rope from the bag and held it in front of her.

“What are you going to do, tie me up?”

“Later – right now, take this, kneel down and bind your lover’s ankles together in the way I tell you to.”

“She’s…” Georgia looked at Briony, and then said “I’m sorry” as she knelt down and took the rope.

“Good, double it over, pass it round her ankles, then pull the ends back against the middle – and do it properly.”

She saw the shake in her hands as Briony said “you don’t have a choice – please, do it before he does.” She looked up and then passed the rope round her ankles, pulling it tight as she was instructed.

“Good – now, take it round a few times. Keep it tight, keep the coils neat.”

Georgia nodded as she slowly wound the rope round.

“Good – now pass the neds under the top loop, separate them and pull them between her legs so that it is even tighter.”

She was now crying as she did as she was told, then tied the neds at the back of her legs using the knot he described. He looked down and lifted Briony’s legs, nodding as he dropped them and said “good work, lady.”

“And now?”

“And now,” he said as he passed her a longer length of rope, “do the same to her legs below her knees.” He watched Georgia as she slowly forced the other woman’s legs together, her tights getting lighter under the tension of the binding.

“It’s all right Georgia,” Briony whispered, “You don’t have a choice, and I have a feeling you will be the same soon.”

“She’s right,” the man said as he forced Georgia to sit next to her, and swung her legs onto Briony’s lap as she was handed more rope. “You were paying attention – tie her ankles together in the same way.”

Georgia felt a shiver as Briony wrapped the rope round her ankles, feeling them rub against each other as they were secured, felling her fingers as the rope was taken between her legs and the ends secured. She then shuffled over, her legs rubbing on Georgia’s, and bound her legs together below her knees as well.

As Georgia swung her legs round and looked at them, the man smiled and said “very nice – get up, both of you.” He watched as they slowly stood up, and then made them stand facing each other.

“Kiss each other.”

Georgia and Briony looked at him, and then leaned over as their lips touched, putting their arms round each other to hold themselves upright. He smiled as they moved their hands, and then said “strip her.”

“What?”

“Strip her,” he said as he looked at Briony, who looked at Georgia.

“Let me try and make this more pleasant,” she said as she shuffled forward, then kissed her neck as she reached round and slowly pulled down the zip of her dress. Georgia let out a soft sigh as the material slipped down her body, gathering on the floor round her feet as Briony slowly stroked her fingers down her bare back, looking into her eyes.

“Beautiful,” she whispered as she looked at Georgia, her black thong the only other item of clothing visible as she held herself.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she looked into Briony’s eyes, and then kissed her neck as she also reached round and loosened the pink dress. Briony felt the material move down her body, felt the cool air on her bare nipples, and on her body as she stood in her tights and sandals. The two women then looked into each other’s eyes, as they kissed again, holding each other as the kisses became more passionate.

They also rubbed against each other, both women feeling the flesh firming as they did so – and then they felt the rope round their bare wrists as the man secured their wrists behind the back of the other woman.

“Well, this is different,” Briony whispered as she looked into Georgia’s eyes.

“Yeah – I wanted to get up close, but this is ridiculous…”

“Do I have to gag you both?”

The two women looked over and said “no – we’ll keep quiet.”

“I don’t believe you,” he said as he pinched Briony’s bottom, making her squeal as he stuffed a folded cloth into her mouth. She looked at Georgia, the cloth sticking out from between her lips, and watched as her mouth was stuffed in the same way, before he walked off.

“Shttdhwhdhnh,” Briony said as she twisted round, making Georgia moan.

“Shrnthtththtthtly, hrwh?”

Briony nodded as Georgia smiled, and then reached down, pressing her lips on Briony’s breasts as she moved her head slightly. “Htthshflsghd,” Briony moaned as Georgia did that, feeling the touch of her lips on her breasts as the other woman slowly moved down, and then kissed her nipples.

“Hmmmkhpdhnntht,” she moaned as she closed her eyes, feeling the touch as her body started to feel warmer. Georgia looked up and then moved slowly up, looking into her eyes as she said “uhrthrn.” She then closed her own eyes as she felt Briony’s lips on her bare chest, little electric shocks running through her as she felt the wet passionate touch, the cloth in her mouth brushing over her own chest as she was kissed on her own nipples.

Briony looked up, a smile on her lips as she moved her body down, her lips moving down Georgia’s stomach and then to her legs. “Whtt…whthruhdhn,” she moaned as Briony kissed her on her sex, felt the brush on her as she felt the dampness, felt the fire inside herself.

“Duhhwntmhthchnth?”

Georgia nodded as Briony moved her head, her lips working on Georgia as she moved her hips round in time, feeling the fire, the dampness growing as she groaned. Briony was intent on pleasuring Georgia, neither of them noticing him watching as Georgia groan and fell back onto the couch, her head back as Briony slipped her arms from under her legs, and then shuffled over as she moved her bound hands up the inside of Georgia’s legs.

“HHYHSSSS,” Georgia called out as Briony pulled her panties down, and then slipped a finger past her petals, slowly moving it to and fro as she kissed her belly and legs. Briony could feel the dampness, and the jerk as she stroked over her sex, but she kept going as Georgia started to move her hips to and fro in time to the stroking, her groaning getting louder as Briony watched.

“YHHHHHHHSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”

Georgia started to shake as the orgasm washed over her, and Briony felt the flow over her hands as she kept going. She watched Georgia as she groaned, and then slumped back into the chair, looking with half open eyes at Briony.

“Dshttfhlbhtthrr?”

“Hyhss – lhtmhrhtrnthfhfr.”

She slipped off the chair as Briony let herself fall on her back, her eyes closed as Georgia looked at her, and then kissed her on her sex before she slipped her panties down, slipped her own finger into Briony’s passage, stroking her with her bound hands as Briony said “hyyhhsss…”

When her orgasm came, she screamed out into her gag as her whole body shook, the sweat gleaming on her body as she smiled.

“Well, that was quite a show – get on your feet.”

Briony opened her eyes as she slowly calmed down, watching as the masked intruder forced Georgia to stand up and untying her wrists – then pulled them behind her back and secured them together, if anything tighter than before. He then took a long rope from the bag, doubled it over, and wrapped it round her body, forcing her arms against her sides as the bands pressed on her chest, forcing her breasts up and out.

Georgia groaned as the ropes were pulled tighter and tighter, then secured behind her before the ropes were taken under one arm, up and around the back of her neck, and then under the other arm. She opened her eyes, looking down at her breasts as the gloved hands squeezed them, and then were taken back.

“Up you get,” the man said as he forced Ophelia to stand up, Georgia watching as she was made to stand in front of her.

“Fhknuhh,” she said, blushing as she watched the way Briony’s breasts were forced up and out by the bands of rope being used to secure her arms to her body. She saw Briony’s smile, and felt the sweat on her own body as she twisted round, the bands rubbing on her as they were further tightened under her arms and round the back of her neck.

“Hchlldhtuhrhtnh,” Briony whispered, Georgia blushing as she twisted round - then gasping as the man tied rope between her breasts, drawing the bands together as he did so. He looked at her, then tied a series of knots in the two bands of rope before he walked behind her, and pulled the rope up and back between her legs. She groaned as the ropes rubbed on her damp, sensitive clit, and then the ends were secured behind her back. She twisted round, feeling the ropes and the way they were affecting her, as the man stood in front of Briony.

“Whhh?”

“Because I can.” The man smiled as he pulled the rope round the bands between her breasts, making her groan before he knotted the rope, and pulled it back between her legs, the knots sinking between the lips of her sex as she twisted round. It felt so wrong, and so good…

There was a soft, peeling sound, and then she felt the tug on the skin round her mouth as he smoothed a long, wide strip of white tape down over her jaw. Briony watched as he did the same to Georgia, and then picked up the gun.

“Into the bedroom – both of you,” he said, Georgia and Briony looking at each other before they shuffled forward, the ropes rubbing on them as they slowly moved along, their muffled groans the only other sound. Both of them could now feel the rivers of sweat running down their backs, their arms – and the other fluids that were starting to flow from between their legs as they entered the bedroom.

The man smiled as he pushed them face down onto the large bed, and then pulled Briony’s ankles right back, using more rope to secure them to the crotch rope between her legs so that she could feel the cork wedges with her fingers. She looked over as the masked man did the same thing to Georgia, her fingers stroking the heels of her shoes as her wrists were fixed into place.

“Have fun,” he laughed before he left the room, the two women looking at each other before rolling onto their sides.

“Swwhtnnhh?”

“Mhchlhnnrshmshnthemhrnnhn…”

“Hntlthn?”

Briony looked at Georgia, the shape of her lips under the tape forming into a smile before she pushed herself over, groaning with each move, and then placed her gagged lips on Georgia’s bare chest. The woman moaned as she tried to move her legs, and then felt the burning again between her legs.

“Swhhchphshhfhrhchmhnh?”

“Hhyhhsss,” Briony mumbled as Georgia closed her eyes and accepted her taped kisses once again…

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