Japanese Lessons
The housewife
looked up at the masked intruder, unable to understand how this has happened so
swiftly. The day had gone like any other
in the Tokyo suburb – she had seen her husband off to work, her children off to
school, and had done the tidying before she had sat down for some tea – and
then the doorbell had rung.
She was not even
dressed for visitors – a light purple knitted lace like top over a grey capped
sleeved dress, dark hose, and knee length black rubber boots.
But she had
gone and opened the door – only to be pushed back in by a young woman, wearing
a dark trouser suit and white blouse, and a surgical mask over her nose and
mouth – as well as a loaded pistol in her gloved hand.
She had been
forced back into the room, and made to kneel in front of the low seat, as the
woman took some cord from her jacket pocket, left the gun where they could both
see it, and taken her hands behind her back before she secured her wrists
together. She had then tied her ankles,
and linked the two bindings with a third length of cord, before folding a cloth
and pushing it into her mouth, the edges of the white fabric sticking out from
between her lips.
Now she could
only watch as the woman searched through the drawers, taking money and jewels
and putting them into a sack as she wriggled round. Eventually, she checked the binding, and then
left the flat, the housewife struggling as she tried to get free…
“Excellent – a nice, simple in and out,
minimum fuss, minimum bother. Next?”
She squealed as
the pink tape was smoothed down over her mouth, stopping her from calling for help
as she sat on the low bed. She had come home
from work, to find the masked intruders inside, and she had not even time to
scream before she had been hand gagged, and she saw the gun.
They had
allowed her to remove her black coat, revealing her peach jersey dress, red tights
and black suede boots, before her wrists had been taped together in front of
her, her boots pulled off and her ankles taped together, and her mouth covered. The intruders wore loose fitting black
clothing, and a baseball cap with a scarf tied round the lower half of their
head to cover their nose and mouth, as well as dark glasses.
Now she had to
watch as they emptied the contents of the drawers onto the floor, taking things
and putting them into bags – and then the door opened.
Her sister had
lighter brown hair, pulled back in a ponytail, and wore a grey cardigan over a
short dress with a grey skirt and a striped top, brown tights and knee length
dark brown leather boots. She stared at
her taped bound and gagged sister, before one of the intruders grabbed her from
behind and hand gagged her, while the other took the pink tape and taped her
wrists tightly together in front of her before she was sat on the floor next to
the other captive. Her boots were pulled
off, and her ankles secured, before her mouth was covered in tape and she too
had to watch.
It seemed to be
over in seconds, before the intruders made them sit back to back, and taped
them together around their arms and upper bodies, and then made their getaway…
“Okay then – straightforward. You – what happened?”
“Ah, well – mine was a bit more
involved…”
It was a late
afternoon as she walked slowly up the hill to her home. It had been a very bad day at the office, and
all she wanted to do was unwind and relax, let the world forget about her for a
while. She wore a dark blue soft jacket
with a hood over her peach top and shorts, dark tights and knee length brown
leather boots.
Sighing, she
fished her door keys out of the black leather handbag she had flung over her
shoulder, and opened the door to her bungalow, walking in and putting her keys
back into the bag before she closed the door.
It was quiet, peaceful, and the breeze cooled her as she turned to go to
the kitchen.
The breeze
cooled her… She barely had time to
register that fact and the implications before a leather gloved hand was placed
over her mouth, and she heard a female voice say “remain calm and quiet, do as
I say, no harm will come to you. Do you
understand?”
She slowly
nodded as the voice continued “good – slowly, slowly, unfasten and remove your
coat, let it drop to the floor behind you.”
She nodded as
she slowly unfastened the zip and let the coat slip down her arms, wondering
what was going to happen next.
“Good – I need
to secure you so that I can go about my business. Are you going to resist me?”
“Ntfffusshmmfnnn?”
“If I remove my
hand, will you scream?”
She slowly
nodded, and as the gloved hand was taken away, she said “Will you bind me in a
particular way? I need to vent some
frustration, some anger…”
“What would you
have me do?”
Slowly, she put
her hands behind her back, as she said “secure my wrists and my arms to my body
– I do not mind if they are tight and force me chest out.”
“Of course,”
the female voice replied as she felt her wrists been gently forced together,
soft rope going around and between them as she looked forward. She then saw the rope a sit was passed over
her head, pulled tight under her chest to force her arms into her sides, and
then wrapped several times round above and below her chest.
“this is good –
but make it tighter,” she whispered as lengths of rope were passed around the
two bands, between her arms and body, so that the bands tightened and
constricted her chest, rubbing on her.
She also got her
first look at the intruder – a tall, thin woman, dressed in black leather and
wearing dark glasses. She smiled as she
said “thank you – now, will you do something for me? Tie the end of a long length of rope between
my breasts.”
The intruder
smiled, and said “I understand” as she did what she was asked, her breasts now
encircled with the ropes as the leather clad woman let the ropes drop to the
floor, then walked behind her before she pulled her captive’s shorts down, and
then reached between her legs, pulling the rope up and between them as it was
forced to rub on her panties, and then secured the ends to her wrists as well.
She sighed as
she was made to walk into the front room, and lie face down on a long futon,
looking over her shoulders as her ankles were crossed and secured together, and
then her legs secured below her knees with rope. Her legs were then pulled back, the backs of
her boots within reach of her fingers as they were secured to her chest ropes.
“Open your
mouth.”
As she did so,
a folded silk pad was placed inside, and as she closed her lips the taste of
her musk on her tongue told her what was there.
There was a sound like wallpaper peeling, and then a soft tension on the
skin round her mouth as a strip of medical tape was pressed firmly over her mouth.
“Enjoy your
down time,” the intruder said quietly as she left the room, and she started to
try and move her arms and legs, feeling the heat and the pleasure growing as
she did so…
“I see – a very interesting solution,
and I credit you for that.
“Which leaves you – how did you do?”
“Depends – how do you like the idea of
making the residents secure themselves?”
The door opened
silently, as she slipped into the apartment.
Wearing a brown zipped jacket, tan leggings and short brown boots, she
stopped to pull the rim of her wool hat down, covering her head so that only
her eyes and red lips were visible, she closed the door just as quietly, and
walked slowly down the corridor, taking a small gun from her jacket pocket as
she did so. She could hear the sound of
the television, and the talking…
Opening a door
a little, she looked in and saw the two women talking. One had light brown hair, pulled back in a
ponytail, and was wearing a white cricket sweater over a checked blouse, and
blue jeans, the legs tucked into knee length red suede boots. A red and white wool scarf was tied loosely
round her neck.
The other woman
had darker brown hair, and was wearing a brown checked tweed jacket and skirt,
white tights and knee length black suede boots.
She also had a woollen scarf round her neck, this one a lighter brown
tartan.
Taking a deep
breath, she walked in and aimed the gun at both women, smiling at their screams
as she said “keep quiet, stay in your seats, and put your hands in the air.”
“Who are you,”
the one wearing red boots said.
“Not important
– I’m going to call you Red and you Black.
Make it simple – I’m here to rob you, and I need to stop you both raising
the alarm, so do exactly what I say, understand?”
As both women
nodded and raised their hands in the air, she slipped off her rucksack and
opened it with one hand, taking out some plastic zip ties. “Right – I can’t tie you up and keep an eye
on you, so take one of these each,” she said as she threw one of the ties at
each of them, “and secure your ankles together.
And do it tight and proper – or I may be too tight if I have to do it.”
“We’ll do as
you ask,” Red said quietly as she bent her legs, and passed the plastic strip
round her ankles, the suede compressing and lightening as she secured her own
ankles together. Black looked at the
binding for a moment, and then did the same, the rasping sound making the
intruder smile as she did so.
“That’s good,”
she said as she handed each woman a second zip tie, “now, your legs below your
knees – and just as tight.” She watched
as the women secured their legs, and then looked at Red.
“Take your
scarf off.”
“what?”
“Take your
scarf off.” Black watched as Red unwound
the scarf from round her neck, and looked at the masked intruder.
“Gag your
friend with it.”
“No – no I…”
“I won’t ask
twice,” the intruder said in a quiet, menacing voice, Red gulping as she looked
at Black, and said “open your mouth…” As
her friend did so, she used the woollen scarf as a cleave gag, Black pressing
her lips and teeth down over it as Red secured the ends together at the back of
her neck.
“Whhnnwww,”
Black said as she fingered her own scarf.
“Guess.”
She nodded as
she unwound her own scarf, and then gagged Red with that, the two women looking
at each other as I said “good, now both of you, lean forward and put your hands
behind your backs.”
She walked
quickly behind them, using two more zip ties to secure the wrists of each woman
behind their backs, and then used a final one to secure their upper arms
together as they sat next to each other.
She then left them in the room, the two women struggling as she searched
the rest of the house, and then slipped out again.
“Excellent – you have all done
well. You may return to your duties.”
“Thank you,” the women said as they left
the conference room, Nikki Abata smiling as they did so. Her staff were getting much more proficient
and active…
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