Courtesy
Sheila smiled
as she stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towelling robe round herself as
she made her way back to her bedroom.
She was expecting her niece Gina in an hour or so, and then they had a
night out planned to celebrate her birthday.
And as it was a
special night, Sheila felt she had to be in her best outfit. “Just because I am older does not mean I have
to be dowdy,” she said to herself as she went into her room and stripped the
robe off, taking a clean set of silk panties out and a bra before she put them
on.
New dark hose
was next, before she looked at the new dress that was laid out on the bed. It was made from fawn coloured mohair, which
felt so soft on her skin as she slipped it over her head and let it drop down
to just above her knees. Sheila then
picked up from the bed a wide gold leather belt and fastened it round her
waist, the buckle sitting on her stomach.
“Looking good,”
she said to herself as she sat on the bed, and pulled the olive coloured
leather boots up her legs and over her knees.
They hugged her like a second skin, as she stood and looked at herself
again in the mirror.
“Yup, you are
one hot lady tonight,” Sheila said to herself before she heard the knock on the
front door, and headed down the staircase, smiling as she saw the younger woman
standing there.
“Hey Aunt
Sheila,” she said as she came in, taking the brown shawl off her shoulders and
placing it to one side, “you look amazing.”
“So do you
Gina,” her aunt said with a smile. The
younger woman was wearing a tan leather dress with bronze details, dark hose
and knee length taupe leather boots.
“So, ready for a night of fun?”
“I am – where
do you…” Sheila noticed that Gina had
suddenly fallen silent, and was looking over her shoulder – and then she felt
the pressure of a small disc against her back, as an unfamiliar male voice said
“good evening ladies – please, do exactly what I say. I don’t want you to be hurt – and I suspect
you don’t want it either.”
“Who are you,”
Sheila said quietly.
“Someone who
needs you to do something for him – and it means both of you are coming with
me. Now, do exactly what I say,
understand?”
Sheila looked
at her niece, before she said “we do as he says, all right?” As she nodded, the voice said “good – both of
you, stand in front of me, and put your hands behind your back.”
“What’s going
on, Aunt Sheila,” Gina said as she walked over, and then felt a thin plastic
strip as it was pulled tightly round her wrists, the rasping sound clear.
“I have no idea
– best bet to play along,” Sheila whispered as she felt the zip tie forcing her
own wrists together, and then they were both turned round, looking at the man standing
there with dark glasses over his eyes, and a roll of clear tape in his gloved
hands.
“Lips together,
ladies.”
“Why?”
“Just do it,”
he said as he looked at Gina, and then tore a strip of tape off, covering her
lips as she looked at him. He did the
same to Sheila, the two women looking at each other before he put the shawl
back over Gina’s upper body, and then draped a bronze woollen poncho over
Sheila, so that both of them had their arms covered.
“My car is
waiting outside – shall we?”
The two women
looked at each other – he had not raised his voice, yet they had been taken
hostage and gagged, as he walked them out to a waiting Daimler, opening the
rear passenger doors so that they could get in – and then see how the windows
were one way, before he got in and drove off…
When they came
to a stop, and he opened the door, Sheila looked out and stepped into a
darkened alleyway. He helped Gina to get
out and then unlocked a door, walking them both in and locking the door behind
himself before he turned the light on.
The two women found themselves in a storeroom, watching as he brought
two wooden chairs over and set them down facing each other.
“Sit down, both
of you, and don’t move unless I tell you,” he said quietly, “please.” They walked over and took a seat, watching as
he went to the side and returned with several coils of white rope.
“Whyyhruhdhhnthsss,”
Sheila mumbled, the tape crinkling as she twisted round.
“Patience, my
dear – I’ll come to that in a moment,” he said as he walked behind Gina. For a moment, she was able to move her arms
as the plastic tie was cut away, but then he crossed them and secured them
together with the rope, before tying them to the chair back.
She tried to
move them apart, with little success, and then she grunted as the rope was
passed round her body, pulling her against the chair back as it was tightened
under her chest. She wondered what was
going on as the rope went round again and again, making it more and more difficult
for her to move, as she wondered what the man was doing.
Sheila could
see clearly what the man was doing – the rope was going around her niece, forming
bands above and below her chest, which was being forced up and out as a result
of his rope work. The dress was stretching
over her breasts, as she watched the way Gina’s arms were also held tightly to
her sides and the chair back.
“There now,”
the man said as he tied the last knot, and put his hands on Gina’s shoulders,
“I trust that is not too uncomfortable.”
“Hthhluhhuhbhsthrddd.”
“I’m sorry,” he
said, Sheila watching as he peeled the clear tape form her mouth, “what did you
say?”
Gina coughed,
and then said “I’ll tell you you bastard, what the hell do yuotthnhnkk…” Her words were cut off as he put a gloved
hand firmly over her mouth, and said “I need you to be quiet young lady.”
“Hnddwwhhffhwhntbbhhh?” Gina’s question was answered as he started to
grope her chest with his other hand, Sheila shaking her head and saying
“NNHHHHH” as she tried to stand up.
“Well,” the man
said as Gina felt her body respond to the groping, the scent of leather in her
nostrils, “do you want to be quiet, or do you want me to continue?” Sheila looked at her niece, and she was
surprised to see a glimpse of something in her eyes as she looked over. A glimpse of what looked to her like
confusion, indecision.
“Shhnhhee?”
Gina looked
over as the man removed his hand, and then pushed a folded scarf into her
mouth, before pressing a long, wide strip of brown sticking plaster over the
young woman’s lips. She mumbled as he knelt
in front of her, and took her ankles to the sides, securing them to the front
legs of the chair with lengths of rope, and then her legs below her knees to
the joints of the chair legs and the seat.
Sheila could
see Gina, her legs spread, her skirt pulled up, as the man looked at her and
then walked over. “Your turn,” he
whispered as he looked at Sheila, “are you going to cause me any trouble?” As she shook her head, he said “thank you”
before he cut the zip tie form her wrists, and then pulled her arms around the
chair back. She looked over her shoulder
as he took a length of white rope, and started to bind her wrists tightly
together. Sheila’s focus was on Gina,
who was twisting in the chair, looking slightly flushed as she looked over.
She then
grunted as the rope was passed round her waist, forcing her against the chair
back before he wound it round her upper body.
Looking down, she could see the white rope sinking into the soft angora
of her dress, even as it was stretched over her own chest. She could not feel the rope itself – but she
could feel how tight it was Asher upper body was progressively secured to the
chair back, so that all she could do was twist a very, very small way round.
She felt the
last tug as the rope was secured, and then looked up as he looked down over
her. “You are a beautiful woman,” he
whispered, Sheila feeling herself blushing and then grunting as his gloved
hands started to massage her chest as well as Gina looked over.
“Whttduhehnttt,”
Sheila moaned, as he stopped and knelt in front of her and secured her legs to
the front legs of the chair, bands of rope around the ankles and her legs above
her knees. She tried to move again,
hearing the creak of wood and of leather, before he removed the tape from her
mouth.
“Now then,” he said
with a smile as he walked back over and stood behind her niece, “tell me the
combination to the safe in your office.”
“No.”
It was a short,
simple response, and she saw the man smile and shake his head – and then he
started to grope Gina’s chest again, putting his gloved hands under the front
of her dress and pulling it down under the bands of rope to expose her bare
chest as his fingers sunk into her soft flesh.
Gina closed her eyes and groaned, unable to stop the way she was starting
to feel as she felt her body responding, the way her flesh was firming, the
dampness between her legs…
Sheila watched
as the man slowly started to arouse her niece – this was not the way she had anticipated
this evening going, but she was worried about what may happen next, as his fingers
massaged and groped her chest. She
watched as Gina slowly closed her eyes, shaking her head but also softly
moaning.
“Why? Why do you want the safe combination in my
office?”
“I desire something
that is in it,” the man said as he squeezed Gina’s chest, and she opened her
eyes then slowly closed them again after her muffled scream. “Give me the combination, your niece here
gets to have some fun without my attention.
Your choice, lady.”
Shelia stared
at him – and then said “are you aware of what you are doing to my niece?”
“I am – and I
think she is as well,” he said as he continued to grope her, “so are you going
to tell me the combination.”
“No…”
He looked at
Sheila, and then walked away for a moment, Gina slowly opening her eyes and
looking at Sheila before he walked over to stand behind her aunt. She wondered what he was going to do – and
then she heard a soft buzzing sound.
“What is that,”
she whispered – and then she gasped as with one hand he held her left breast,
and then pushed his right hand under her dress – and she felt the vibrator he
was holding in his hand as he passed it over her breast and the nipple.
“OH my god,”
she called out as she started to struggle, but that just made his grip firmer,
and the way he pressed the vibrator down on her increase the intensity of what
was happening to her. The vibrations
were running through her body, and making her shake, but she wasn’t going to
give in…
She wasn’t
going to…
But then he
moved the device over her other breast, and she called out “All right, please,
I’ll tell you…”
“Hnhtheee?”
Sheila was
panting as the man removed the device, and said “see – that wasn’t so bad was
it?” He then walked over to Gina,
lifting the skirt of her dress up as Sheila watched him push it into her
panties.
“HDDHRGHDDDD!” Gina opened her eyes wide and started to
shake as he turned back to Sheila.
“Combination, please.”
She rattled off
a series of numbers, in the correct order and in reverse, before he smiled and
said “very good – now, open your mouth.”
“Do I have a
choice?”
“No,” the man
said before he pushed the cloth into her mouth, and then covered her jaw with
sticking plaster – and then she heard a second buzzing sound, before he lifted
the skirt of her dress up, and she felt him shove something into her panties.
Something that
made her yelp and call out “Dhrrgghhddnnn” as the vibrator was pressed against
her sex, and she squirmed round, the ropes rubbing on her body and seeming to
make the sensations starting to move through her far more intense. Her body started shaking as she looked at
Gina, who had thrown her head back, screaming into her gag as her whole body
started to shake…
She was dimly
aware of him leaving them, and prayed that wherever he was going, he would…
“HHHSHHHTTTTTT!” Her thoughts were overwhelmed as her whole
body started to convulse, and she had an orgasm…
Light was
starting to stream in through the thin strip windows, high up on the wall, as
Sheila slowly calmed down. She had lost
count of how many times her body had responded, but the device was still
buzzing away. All she knew was
physically she was exhausted, her body ached, and there seemed to be no
release…
She looked at
Gina, who was asleep, her head down even as her body started shaking
again. The exhaustion had finally
overwhelmed her, and she was glad she wasn’t seeing or feeling the same things
any more…
“They’re down
here!”
Sheila looked
to the door to see two policemen come in, one of them coming over to her and
starting to untie her as the other looked at Gina.
“What’s that
buzzing sound?”
“What the hell
do you think it is,” Sheila thought, but all she could do was moan and try to
encourage them to release both women. Only
then would she get the relief she needed…
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