Christyne Entertains

As Christyne looked at herself in the mirror, she said “not bad for a night out”, smiling as she turned from side to side. She had been to the hairdresser that afternoon, her greying hair cut short, and she was wearing a short sleeved red dress with a yoke cut collar, the skirt coming halfway down her thighs. Her legs were in a pair of white tights, but at that moment she had no shoes on – they were waiting downstairs.

Adjusting her glasses, she looked at her watch. “Sheila and Laura should be here soon,” she said to herself as she walked down the stairs, and looked round the front room. This monthly night out was a welcome release for all three of them, and who knew – they might meet someone.

She heard something on the television about escaped convicts, but Christyne wasn’t paying that much attention – until she walked into the kitchen and was grabbed from behind, a large and rough skinned hand clamped over her mouth as she was held.

“Well, hello darling,” a male voice said in a voice reminiscent of the Depp South, “not, I’d be real grateful if you were to stop struggling and not scream, and so would my friend. I hope y’all understand what I’m saying?”

Christyne looked to the side and saw a tall, well-built man there with greying brown hair, wearing a pair of orange coveralls and a grey t-shirt underneath.

“Hrruh?”

“Just a couple of gentlemen looking for some shelter and food – and a cooperative host,” the man said with a smile, “you can call me Bo, and my friend holding you is Luke. Now, as I said, do as we ask, no problems – you may even like what we do, isn’t that right Luke?”

“She sure might Bo – tell me sweet thing, you live alone here?”

The voice behind her sounded younger, and Christyne thought for a moment before she slowly nodded, the hand still over her mouth. Bo smiled as he said “Well, that’s real helpful – expecting anyone?”

Christyne thought for a moment, and then nodded as she heard Luke say “Well. Bo, we might have a party here.”

“Yeah, Luke – but a surprise party,” Bo said with a smile. “Before we came to your lovely home, we got some things to make sure you have a good time – if Luke takes his hand away, are you going to scream?”

As Christyne slowly shook her head, Bo said “Good – thank you.” The hand was taken away, as Christyne felt Luke pull her hands behind her back, and she felt the rope as it was pulled tightly round her wrists to keep them together. IT was a strange feeling, as she looked at Bo and said “I heard about some escaped prisoners on the news just now…”

“At your service, sugah,” Bo said as he inclined his head. “We stole a truck – full of nice supplies – so you can be a gracious hostess.” He was soft spoken, but Christyne wondered about what he meant as she felt the rope going between her arms making the binding even tighter.

“Bit difficult to be a hostess when you fine gentlemen are tying me up,” she replied with a grin.

“True – but the spirit is the same,” Bo said as she saw the brown rope pass round her body, and then felt it a sit was pulled tight under her chest, stretching her neckline as the second intruder passed it round her body again and again, framing her chest in two bands as he did so. It was truly the strangest of sensations – and she had no idea why it felt like that when she should be terrified.

No – was terrified, and yet… And yet…

“Not the first time for you, is it?”

She grunted as Luke pulled the ropes tighter, before she said “no, not the first time – and the others are none of your business…”

“Now don’t be opposite, dahlin – Luke is just being curious,” Bo said with a smile as Christyne felt the rope pass between her body and arm, and then pull up sharply as Luke took it round the back of her neck, and under the other arm. “After all, we may be here for some time.”

“Oh great,” Christyne whispered as she felt the ropes being knotted behind her, and then she was pushed down to kneel on the ground, and she sensed the second man kneel behind her, felt the rope round her covered ankles, felt them being drawn together, and began to have those feelings that had happened before. Surely they would not…

“So,” Bo said as he walked over and squatted in front of Christyne, putting his hand on her cheek, “when do these friends of yours arrive?”

“I… I don’t really know,” she whispered, and then she said “what are you doing” as Luke reached round and started to massage her chest with his hands.

“Relaxing you, sugah,” he whispered into her ear as his fingers sank into the flesh of her breasts, Christyne shaking her head as they played with her, the ropes rubbing on her bare chest as she tried to twist out of the way. But there was no way of escaping, as Luke’s massage grew firmer at the same time as her breasts started to firm up.

“Oh lord, please…”

“Of course we’ll continue, dahlin,” Luke whispered as Christyne closed her eyes, and felt his fingers kneading her chest, a soft groan escaping from her lips as she felt a warmth inside her.

“Look at me, Sugah.”

She opened her eyes to see Bo standing in front of her, his pants open, his cock out and standing proud, as she whispered “look…”

“Take it, and share in the pleasure.”

Christyne slowly nodded as she leaned forward, Luke continuing to massage her breasts as she felt the material on her nipples, and slowly kissed the member, taking her lips up and down it before she placed her lips over the end, licking it before she drew her head back with a soft pop. She heard Bo’s soft moan, and then put her lips over it again, rubbing her tongue over the base as he used her mouth as a seal. Bobbing slowly back and forth, she started to suck and caress the cock, feeling it expand and fill her mouth as she did so.

“Now that’s real nice,” she heard Bo say – and she was enjoying the sensations, the shocks running through her, the throbbing on her tongue as she felt it touch the back of her mouth. It had been so long, so long since she had done something like this, willingly or unwillingly.

And that caress of her body as she felt Luke behind her, his hands slipping down the front of her dress as he continued to tease her. She sucked harder, wanting it now, desiring it more than anything…

“Christyne? Where are you honey?”

She felt Luke release her and move as Bo put his hand son her head, holding her there as her said “keep going, dahlin – my friend will meet yours…”

“Chris, are you – OHMYGOD!”

Christyne looked to the side to see her friend Sheila standing there, wearing an identical dress design to her but in grey, her natural hose covered legs in a pair of grey mules – and then she saw Luke for the first time, the dark haired man grabbing her friend and hand gagging her as he said “not a word, dear lady – do as I say, all right?”

“Hmmhghhddd,” Christyne moaned as she felt the throbbing on her tongue, felt his grip on her head as she felt the heat between her own legs, the dampness on her hose, the desire…

“Make sure she’s secure,” Bo said before he closed his eyes and moaned, Christyne feeling the sudden throbbing in her mouth. She knew what was going to happen, and she prayed Sheila would understand…

“Hands behind your back,” Luke said as he took his hand away, Sheila slowly complying as she watched her friend, her mouth over the cock of the other man as she groaned, he groaned – and then her eyes opened wide as his seed flowed into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat as he held her head in place.

“Ah that’s so good,” Bo whispered as Sheila looked at him, barely aware of the rope round her own body as Luke started to secure her arms against her body as he had done for Christyne. Looking over, she saw the bands fr4maing Sheila’s chest, forcing it out and up as they pressed down, and how her neckline was expanded as well.

She had other things on her mind, however – Bo did not seem to be able to stop, as she swallowed again and again, taking in the hot and salty fluid as he gave it to her. Eventually, however, he started to slow down and Christyne relaxed, waiting before she pulled her head back and panted.

“Sheila, I’m so sorry,” she gasped as she looked over at her friend, “they surprised me and whtthhllll…” Her words were muffled as Bo pushed a balled up red sponge into her mouth, and she felt it expand behind her teeth, filling the space as she closed her lips.

“I understand, Chrissie,” Sheila said as she watched Bo pick up a roll of silver duct tape, and tear off several strips, each one pressed down over Christyne’s mouth and lips to further her gag. She then watched as he took more rope and tied it round the bands framing Christyne’s chest, pulling them tighter together between her breasts before he let the ends drop down, and walked behind her.

“Oh my god – are you…”

“HFDhhhkkkk” Christyne called out as he reached between her legs and pulled the rope through, the skirt of her dress hiking up as it pressed her damp hose against her sex, and then secured the ends behind her as she slumped onto the floor, closing her eyes as she felt the emotion against her.

“Hello, dahlin,” Bo then said as he adjusted his own trousers, and walked over to where Luke had bound the latest arrival.

“Are you going to make me blow you off as well,” Sheila said with a defiant look in her eyes.

“Oh no – I have something else in mind,” he said with a smile before Luke reached round and grabbed her chest, Sheila opening her mouth to scream before he pushed a second red sponge into her mouth. She could feel it expanding, filling the void as he said “put those sweet lips together, sugah – got to cover them up.”

“Whathruhghhndh,” she mumbled as her own mouth was covered with strips of the silver tape, Christyne watching helplessly.

“Me? Nothing. Mah friend, however…”

Sheila’s eyes opened wide behind her own glasses as she felt Luke pull her back, his hands groping and massaging her chest as she felt something else rubbing against her.

“You have fun now – I’m going to see what vittles you have for us,” he said as he looked at the ladies, Christyne twisting round and groaning as Luke made Sheila kneel next to her, looking at her as Luke continued to massage and rub against her.

“Phlsshssssdhhnhttt…”

“Oh it’s all right – Bo had his fun, now I’ll have mine,” Luke said with a smile as he pushed Sheila’s legs apart, and then reached under the skirt of her dress, pulling her hose down as he said “well ain’t that nice – you’re going commando, aren’t you?”

Sheila could only nod as she felt his hands between her leg, teasing her as the fires grew stronger. Christyne watched, twisting round as she did so, making a soft moaning noise as the ropes rubbed on her sex, making her feel so hot…

Sheila saw the way her friend was becoming more flushed as she felt her own body responding – and then heard the sound of the zip, felt something fall behind her, and then her head was pushed down onto the seat as she felt Luke’s cock against her own body. She didn’t want this to happen, not this way. And yet…

“HHMHFHVCVKINGHD!”

Her eyes opened wide as Luke took her from behind, involuntarily gripping him as he moved to and fro, pressing against her with each thrust as Christyne started to shake. Her own struggles had brought on an orgasm – but she looked at her friend, and knew it was happening to her as well as Sheila’s breath came in short nasal gasps, and she pressed back against him.

It had been so long – and then she screamed into her gag as her whole body shook, while Luke exploded inside her, their bodies close together as he gently kissed her neck and shoulders.

“There,” he eventually said, “isn’t that nice?”

“Hmmyhsss,” Sheila said quietly as he withdrew and pulled her hose back up, before she felt him secure her ankles together with rope. Brining her body up, he tied the same rope on her as Bo had on Christyne, Sheila feeling the ropes pressing on her very sensitive clit as he made her sit down.

“Luke – chow time.”

“Don’t move,” he said as he looked at the two women, and then went into the kitchen, Christyne looking at Sheila as she slowly opened her eyes.

“Hmgghhddd…”

“Hknhh – hmshrhh…”

“Fhrwhtthcrhsthn – uhchcldntsthpphmm. Hndhnwhhh…”

Sheila twisted round and groaned before she said “htffhlsshghhddd, dhsnhttht?”

Christyne looked at her, and then slowly nodded – she could not deny it had felt good to do that as well. She looked at Sheila, and said “uhhlhkhmsshnhktht.”

“Shddhuhhh,” Sheila said as she looked at her friend, and then leaned over, placing her taped lips on Christyne’s mouth. It took only a moment for Christyne to respond, as their heads slowly moved together.

“Hmsshsnhss – bbhttwhthbhtlhrrhh…”

Sheila looked at the clock, and then heard the front door open as she said “whghnnfhddht,”

“Hey ladies, where are – shit…”

They both looked at the new arrival and twisted round, the ropes between their legs threating to drive them over the edge again as they both groaned. She was like both of them – short grey hair, glasses, and the same design of dress again, this time in green, with dark hose and black shoes.

“What happened to you both,” she said as she walked over and looked at them.

“Shhmfhnthsthghnnhhohnthuh,” Sheila said, before Bo came back in and said “well hello, Dahlin – and you are?”

The new arrival stood and looked at him, before she said “Laura – who are you?”

“The houseguest,” Bo said as the other two saw Luke walk up the stairs, “I’ve made sur they are real comfortable – and I’m gonna do the same to you now, so put those slim wrists of yours behind your back, like a good girl.”

Laura then saw the ropes in his hand, and slowly nodded as she turned round, feeling the ropes draw her wrists together as she watched her friends. The sweat was glistening on their bodies, and as they moved, she saw the ropes between their legs moving to and fro…

“You’re the pair that escaped form the court?” Laura grunted as Bo tied the rope off, and then started to secure her arms to her sides.

“Guilty as charged – what they saying about us in the news,” Bo whispered as he pulled the rope tight under Laura’s chest.

“Aggravated burglaries – several – and I see what they meant now,” Laura whispered as the bands formed, framing her own chest as they did her friends. “Did he…”

“Hmmhndhfhrnd,” Christyne said as Bo tied the ropes off on Laura, and then walked round, looking at Laura as he slipped her shoes off, and then secured her ankles together as she stood there.

“What… What are you doing,” she whispered as she looked down, Bo smiling as he took the rope between her legs and said “giving you pleasure, sugah.” He then reached under her skirt, pulling her dark hose down before he lifted her skirt, and started to kiss her on her clit.

“Oh my god,” she groaned, too scared to move as Christyne and Sheila watched him use his lips on her, her eyes closing as she started to look flushed as well. “No… What are you doing…”

“Pleasing, you sugah,” she heard him say, and even that was making her feel giddy. She opened her mouth to groan – but felt a sponge as it was pushed into her mouth, and heard the tearing sound before strips of silver tape were pressed down over her mouth.

“Y’all stay nice and quiet,” she heard a second voice whisper into her ear as Luke looked at the other two, and then he started to grope her chest as well, Laura falling back against him as she gave herself over to the feelings that were washing over her with each touch, each kiss.

And then she saw Bo stand up and remove his pants, as the other two closed their eyes…

“Y’all have been such kind hostesses,” Bo said as he stood with Luke, “and ah hope you feel good.”

“Hmhgghddd,” Laura groaned as she tried to move her legs – but the men had left her hogtied, her ankles secured to the rope between her legs as Luke removed the glasses from each of them and put them to the side.

“Ah think they do,” Luke said.

“then adieu,” Bo said as they left, Christyne and Sheila groaning as their bodies started to shake again – thanks to the small devices Luke had found in Christyne’s bedroom, which now sat under the ropes between their legs. It only added to their distraction as Laura rolled over and looked at them.

“Whddhwhdhh?”

“Hhffhhnnn,” Christyne groaned as she lay there, “hntthlshmhnchms…”

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