Together

As they danced on the tiny floor space, they watched the girls carefully. They seemed to be in their early twenties, and were certainly appearing to have a good time. The blonde was slightly taller, wearing a sheer blouse with a tiger stripe pattern, the black dress underneath and emerging from the blouse to barely cover the top of her thighs. The black knee length leather boots went up over her knees, the heels adding three inches to her height.

The other girl was a brunette, blonde highlights showing with her hair pulled back in a bun. She was also wearing over the knee black leather boots with a high heel, but her outfit was an off the shoulder minidress in grey shining fabric, a black geometric pattern printed on it as the sleeves came halfway down her lower arms.

They could see they had not been drinking either - not alcohol at any rate. Wen they had come to the bar, the most potent drink they had ordered was alcohol-free cider. They were high on pleasure, nothing more, nothing less – and that was one of the things that attracted the two men.

Amongst other things they could see…

They left the club before the two women, and watched as they walked out, their arms round each other as they hailed a cab. Looking at each other, they smiled as the engine started, and they followed the cab a sit moved away.

The end of the journey was in a quiet street on the outskirts of town, the streetlights off to save the local council some money as is often the case, as the two girls got out and walked up the pathway to a semi-detached house. The two men looked at each other as they walked in, a light going on as the blonde closed the curtains over the windows, and then slipped out of the car, each carrying something as one went to the rear of the house, the other to the front door.

“Nightcap, Zoe?”

“Why not,” the blond said as she stood up, “we’ve stayed dry all night – fancy a mojito from the fridge.”

As her housemate nodded, Zoe walked slowly to the kitchen and looked in a cupboard, removing a pair of cocktail glasses and placing them on the table. Smiling, she opened the fridge door and removed a large silver bottle, then closed it again – before she saw the man standing there, a black balaclava mask over his head showing only cold, blue eyes and thin lips.

It took Zoe a minute to comprehend what she was seeing, the man, the black jumper, pants and shoes – and the large knife in his hand as the bottle slipped form her own hand and broke on the floor. Turning, she screamed “KATRINA, RUHNNNNNN” before a latex gloved hand was clamped over her mouth.

Katrina heard the breaking, and then the scream, as she stood up violently and ran as fast as she could to the front door. Opening it, she started to go out – and then was pushed back in by a second masked man, grinning with a pistol in his hand as he said “no, no – running away is not going to happen, little one. So, do yourself a favour and don’t make a fucking sound.”

As she waked slowly backwards, raising her hands in the air, Katrina heard the muffled calls behind her, and she turned her head to see Zoe being forced to walk through from the kitchen, a second masked man holding her with a white gloved hand over her mouth.

“We good,” he said as the masked man closed the door.

“We good- you bitches are going to exactly what we tell you to do, got it?”

“please… Please, don’t hurt us,” Katrina whispered.

“Well, do what the fuck we tell you to do,” the man holding her housemate said, “get in there for starters.”

Zoe whimpered a s she was frogmarched into the front room, Katrina following them as the armed man closed the door. She also saw the hunting knife in the second man’s hand, and shivered as he said “right then – kneel in front of the couch, and don’t say a fucking word, got it?”

Zoe grunted as she watched Katrina slowly kneel down, and then she was pushed over, onto her knees next to her friend, before she said “who the fuck are you?”

“You were told to shut the fuck up,” the man with the gun said as he pulled her head back by the hair, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against her cheek. “Do I need to add a new mouth and make you sure you stay fucking quiet, bitch?”

Zoe slowly shook her head as Katrina whimpered next to her, then felt her arms being pulled behind her back. There was a rasping sound as a thin plastic strip was used to secure her wrists together, before the same thing happened to Zoe.

“That’s better,” the man with the knife growled. “You can call me master, he’s Master Minor, got it?”

“He said, have you got that” Master Minor said as he smacked Katrina’s bottom, making her cry out before she slowly nodded.

“Much better,” Master said with a grin as he slipped off a rucksack from his back, and let it drop to the floor, both women hearing the thus as it landed. “Now, neither of you bitches are going to move, right?”

They both shook their heads as he opened the back and took out two skeins of thin white rope. Zoe and Katrina made eye contact as he shook one loose and walked over to kneel behind them – then gasped as she felt him use the knife to cut the sleeves away from her top. The cold air on her skin seemed to make the goosebumps rise as he took the rope, and wrapped it round her arms at the elbows, pulling them together as her shoulders were pulled back, Zoe biting on her lips as they were forced together, and the rope was then taken between her arms.

Katrina was watching out of the corner of her eye, trying not to cry as Master tied the rope off - and then did the same to her, cutting away the sleeves of her dress before he started to bind her elbows together.

“They look good like that,” Master Minor said with a grin as Master pulled the rope between Katrina’s arms, making her bite her lip as well before the two women looked at each other.

Zoe then said “no fucking way” as she felt the knife going through the sides of her top, liked hot butter.

“You were told, bitch…”

She saw the knife as it was waved in front of her, and nodded as her top was cut completely away, and ten the blade sliced through the shoulder straps of her dress, Master pulling it down to reveal her black strapless bra. “no, please,” she softly whimpered as Master leaned over and breathed into her ear, “you, bitch, are in no position to say or do anything, do you fucking understand?”

“Zoe, please…”

She looked at her housemate, and then grunted as Master Minor uncoiled a length of rope, and passed it round her arms, forcing them into her sides as he started to take it round again and again, framing her breasts as the bands grew tighter and tighter, the ropes sinking into the soft flesh of her arms.

“Fuck…”

“Later,” Master said with a grin as the ropes were pulled tighter still, before Master Minor took the rope under one arm, up and around the back of her neck, and then under the other arm as she tried to move – but all that happened was the ropes rubbing on her…

She felt the last knot being tied – and then had to watch as Master cut away Katrina’s dress, revealing her silver bra and panties. She twisted round, the ropes rubbing and her boots squeaking, as Master Minor started to bind her in the same way as Zoe. She could see Katrina close her eyes, and heard her gasp as the ropes were tugged tighter and tighter, and she wished she was able to do something to stop this happening.

But it was impossible…

“Got the bitches trussed?”

“In the right way for now,” Master Minor said as he stood up and made the two women shuffle round on their knees, “except for the afternoon delight.”

“The what?”

The slap across Katrina’s check made Zoe flush as she said “don’t you dare lay a finger on her…”

“Or what, bitch,” Master said as he slapped her cheek as well, and she felt the pain and the burning as he stood back. Looking into the bag he took out two more long lengths of rope, as he handed one to Master Minor.

“What are you doing,” Zoe whispered as both of them watched the masked men unravel the rope, double it over, and then start to tie knots about halfway down the length.

“Let me show you,” Master whispered as he looped the rope under both bands of ropes that framed her chest, and fed the ends through the centre loop – and then pulled sharply down, Zoe crying out as the ropes tightened even more round the base of her breasts. she glanced over to see Katrina biting her lower lip again as Master Minor did the same thing to her, and then her housemate looked over. The message in her eyes was a mixture of fear and interest – and as she looked at Katrina, she realised she was feeling the same emotions.

The men then walked behind them, Zoe and Katrina looking at each other before the rope was pulled back from between their legs – and they both felt the knots pressing on their panties, the only protection on their sensitive clits as the rope was pulled up and back, and then secured to the chest ropes. Zoe twisted round – and then grunted as she felt the knots moving on her, before latex gloved hands reached round and started to roughly massage her chest, the fingers pressing into the flesh of her breasts.

“Fuck…”

She glanced over to see Master Minor groping Katrina, a grin on his mouth as his hands pressed firmly down and kneaded the flesh under the bra. Katrina was panting and sweating now as the assault on her own chest continued – and as she twisted round, desperate to get Master to stop, two things suddenly intruded on her thoughts.

One was that the rope was starting to drive her to distraction as warmth spread where the knots were rubbing. And the other was a bulge that seemed to be growing larger behind her as she twisted round against Master’s body.

“Are you… Are you getting off on this, you sick bastard,” she grunted – and then she screamed out as the fingers suddenly tightened their grip, making her call out.

“You need to be quiet, made to think of something else,” Master whispered into her ear as he pressed against her, pulling her back against his body as she felt the bulge in his pants – and she saw his partner doing the same to Katrina. She also saw that Katrina was starting to shiver as if something was happening to her.

“Not yet, bitch,” he whispered into Katrina’s ear as he let go and walked in front of her, unzipping the front of his trousers as his member emerged. Katrina looked at him, then at Zoe before she said “if I do this, what will you do?”

“Find out – DO IT!”

She nodded as she leaned over and kissed the tip of his cock, Zoe watching, unable to move her stare away as she kissed it and then took it into her mouth. Master Minor took a length of rope as he stepped forward, smiling as Katrina took his member in her mouth before he reached down and tied the rope to her crotch rope – then pulling it slowly up and down as she started to lick and suck. Katrina could feel the throbbing on her tongue – but as the ropes moved between her legs, the fire grew stronger as the organ grew larger…

“What a good idea,” Master said behind Zoe as he walked in front of her, and she watched him open the front of his pants. His cock came out, large, fat, erect, and she licked her lips as she said “do… Do the same to me…”

“Kiss it.”

She placed her lips on the tip, and then opened her mouth slightly tasting the saltiness as she kissed it and he leant over her. she could feel the rope tied to the crotch rope, and as it was pulled up and down she took his cock in more, feeling it press down her tongue as she gently ran her tongue over it, and then started to bob her head to and fro in time with the motion of the rope. It was almost hypnotising her, the suck, the bob of the head, the burning in her mind and between her legs.

Katrina was also feeling the burning in her body as the dampness made the ropes seem more abrasive- and it only seemed to add to the excitement, the arousal as the throbbing intensified on her tongue. His cock was filling her mouth now, almost touching the back of her throat as she tasted the pre-cum, and she swallowed greedily, moving her head more and more as the cock continued to expand and grow in her mouth.

“Hmhgghddd…”

Zoe was starting to shake as she felt a pulsing on her tongue now, more than a throbbing as Master pulled the rope more firmly, and she felt the dampness between her own legs, running down the inside of her thighs as her whole body started to shake in response. She knew what was coming, and as the cock jerked in her own mouth, she tried to brace herself, to prepare herself…

“HSWHTHJHSSHSSSSS!”

Katrina opened her eyes wide as she felt her whole body convulse, and then the hot salty fluid hit the back of her mouth as Master Minor held her head, dropping the rope behind her. He was cumming and she was having an orgasm at the same time, and it was the most terrifying and fantastic feeling as she did so…

Zoe was in no position to argue as her whole body shook, gulping down greedily what Master was giving as she did so, not wanting it to end…

Eventually, they let the tow women go and they moved their heads back, their bodies covered in sweat as thin white line dribbled down from the corners of their mouths. Zoe and Katrina looked at each other, not knowing what they could say to each other about how they felt – before Zoe was taken by surprise as Katrina leaned over and kissed her lips.

“Kat? What are you…”?

“I’m sorry – I just wanted you to know I understood, and to show I felt exactly like you. I’ve… I’ve never kissed a woman before.”

“you understood?”

“How confused you are feeling, because I’m not sure either – but it was the only way I could…”

Zoe nodded slowly as Master and Master Minor looked at each other, and then made both women sit down, before Master Minor opened his rucksack and took out more ropes.

“You’ve had your fun,” Zoe said as she watched Master cross her ankles and start to bind them tightly together, “what else are you planning, you big fucker?”

“Yes.”

The word was left to hang in the air as the rope was pulled tightly around and between her legs, before he tied the ends off, and then sued a second length to secure her legs together below her knees, the leather squeaking as her legs rubbed together. She glanced down to see the large damp patch on her panties where the rope had rubbed, and wondered what was under there.

“I… I liked the kiss,” she finally said as she looked at Katrina, the other girl nodding as she felt the tug of the rope between her legs. The two bands of white were clear against the black leather, the tops of her boots over the upper band.

“Would... Would you be offended if I kissed you again?”

Katrina was answered as Zoe leaned over and pressed her lips against hers, the two women kissing as the masked men made them both kneel again. They barely noticed as the ropes were untied and fell between her legs, before they tied the loose ends to the ropes between their knees…

But they did notice when Master cut their bras away, and then the gloved hands started to massage their breasts again, this time the latex gloved fingers sinking into the bare flesh between the bands of rope as both women gasped and closed their eyes.

Zoe did not want to admit it, but she was feeling so horny now, so turned on by this, and then as she opened her eyes, she saw Katrina looking at her. “We can’t stop them doing this,” she whispered before she closed her eyes and groaned as Master Minor pinched her nipples, “but we can – distract each other.”

“Yes, we…. Oh my god… We can,” Zoe said as the two women started to kiss each other, their lips locked for a few minutes as they both felt the masked men pinching and playing with their nipples. It did feel good to be kissing like this, as if it was something they should have done a long time ago…

“FUCK!”

Zoe’s eyes opened wide as the silver clamps were fastened over her nipples, the pain sudden and overwhelming – and then she heard Katrina’s cries as a pair of clamps were fastened over her nipples as well. She looked into her friend’s eyes as they opened, and then she kissed them, the taste of her tears on her lips before she leaned down and kissed her breasts as well. Katrina softly moaned and then nodded as she watched Zoe raise her head, and then kissed the eyes of her friend before she kissed her breasts as well, dimly aware of the flat of the knife as it was pressed against her hip.

But when she felt the cool air on her clit, drying the fluids that were still there, she opened her eyes to see Master holding her panties in her hand, and folding them up as she looked at Zoe.

“Open your mouth – you need to taste your lover there.”

“We’re not…” Zoe then realised what was happening, and the pleasure through the pain, before she said “yes, I want to taste her.”

She opened her mouth wide as the panties were pushed in, Katrina’s fluids on her tongue as she closed her mouth and eyes. She heard the peeling sound, and then felt the soft tugging on the skin of her mouth as he pressed the white micropore tape down onto her face. It stuck firm, as she looked into Katrina’s eyes, and felt her own panties and the cold air as her panties were cut away.

As Katrina was gagged, Zoe leaned froward and rubbed her taped mouth on her breasts, the soft sigh making her happy before she looked into Katrina’s eyes. Her lover – she knew she was her lover now – nodded as she returned the favour, and then they kissed, distracting themselves as they tried not to think of the zips lowering, the soft moans as the gloved hands caressed their bottoms, and then…

And then…

They both screamed as they were taken from behind, their bodies on automatic response as they gripped their attackers and started to move with them. They knew there was nothing they could do as they felt the throbbing inside, but try to make sure ach other got some – pleasure from what was happening. They were being violated, were being – well, the word was in their minds, but as the throbbing intensified, they concentrated on trying to help each other…

It was a strange combination of feelings – the pain and warmth on their nipples and their breasts, the rubbing from the ropes, the groaning from what was inside them, the pleasure rising within them…

And then they both started to shake as the men climaxed, cumming inside them as they also started to have an orgasm, their own bodies shaking and sweating…

“They left us on our sides, shaking,” Zoe said as she sat with Katrina. Both women had been discovered the next day by a work colleague who had come to see what had happened when they did not arrive for work. That had been two days ago, and they were casually dressed, holding mugs of coffee as the police detective made a note.

“When we were freed, and examined, we came home and – talked,” Katrina said as she put her mug down, and her hand on Zoe’s leg. “I wish we could tell you what they looked like, but the masks…”

“We know – I’m afraid you’re not the first,” the detective said as he closed his notebook, and stood up. “But you have been some help. We just have to hope we catch them before they strike again. If you think of anything else…”

“We’ll call,” Zoe said as they all stood up, watching as Katrina showed him out, and then came back.

“The locks are changed,” she said quietly, “we need to get away for a few days.”

“Yeah – somewhere private,” Zoe said as she put the palm of her hand on Katrina’s cheek. “we have a lot to talk about…”

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