The Choice
“That is a
wonderful pose – just hold it for a few minutes...”
Ayesha and
Dana smiled as they looked at the camera.
Ayesha was the older sister, and was wearing a white short sleeved dress
with a light floral print, and a pair of peach coloured opera gloves. A large gold necklace hung round her neck,
while she also had on a pair of four inch heels.
Dana was
lying on a long green couch, resting on one elbow as her head was against her
sister. The floral necklace she was
wearing was hanging down her yellow blouse and peach cardigan, while her
patterned skirt was held up by a wide black belt. Her legs were in a pair of long silk
stockings, that came just over the knee, and matching shoes.
Both of them
tossed their heads so that their long dark hair fell over their shoulders,
smiling again as the fashion photographer kept shooting his pictures.
“Right then,”
he finally said, “we’re done for the day.
Thank you both – and have a nice evening.”
“So what do
you want to do tonight,” Dana said as she sat up.
“Not sure yet
– let’s head home and see how we feel once we have changed,” Ayesha said as
they walked to the dressing room.
“It is so
good to be home,” Dana said as Ayesha closed the door. The two women were certainly more casually
dressed – Ayesha in a short sleeved blouse and red leather skirt, Dana in a
t-shirt and denim hot pants over dark leggings.
“Oh yeah –
want to dig some takeaway menus out and we can decide on what we’re going to
eat?”
“On it,” Dana
said as she went into the kitchen, opening a drawer and taking out a selection
of menus for the local establishments.
As she looked through them, she could see a local Thai restaurant that
appealed to her.
“Hey Ayesha,”
she said as she walked into the front room, “want to...”
“Very quietly,”
the young man said as he looked at Dana, his hand clamped over Ayesha’s mouth
and his free hand holding a gun that was aimed at her, “close the door, and put
those menus down.”
“What the
hell...”
“Choose – do
as I say, or...” He put the gun to
Ayesha’s head, Dana seeing her sister’s eyes widen as she shook her head.
“All right,”
she said as she put the menus down, “there, just don’t hurt her.”
“Good – now,
sit down with your hands on your head,” he said quietly, watching as Dana did
so before he pushed Ayesha over to join her.
“Now,” he
said as he picked up a large bag and put it on a chair, “choose – one of you is
going to be secured, the other is not.
Which of you is going to be free?”
Ayesha looked
at her sister, and then said “Bind me.”
“No...”
“Hush Dana –
bind me.”
“Good,” the
man said as he opened the bag and looked at Dana. “You – tape or plastic?”
“I’m sorry,
what are you...”
“TAPE OR
PLASTIC!”
“Tape,” Dana
whispered, as he took a roll of duct tape from the bag and threw it at her. “Tape her wrists together behind her back.”
Dana
swallowed and tore the end free from the roll, putting her sister’s hands
together behind her back before she taped them together, winding it tightly
round her wrists.
“Good – now
around her arms and body.”
Dana taped
Ayesha’s arms to her sides, and then knelt down, taping her ankles together and
her legs above and below her knees as the intruder watched. He was tall, thin, casually dressed save for
the leather gloves on his hands, and smiled as Dana stood up.
“Good – now,
tear off three strips, and put them over her mouth.”
“But she
won’t be able to breathe...”
“Do you have
a cold,” he said as he looked at Ayesha.
She shook her head as he said “Well then – tape her mouth.”
“I’m sorry,
Ayesha,” Dana said as she tore a strip free from the roll, and then put it over
her red lips, placing two more over the first one.
“Lie down,”
the man said as he took Dana by the arm, Ayesha making herself as comfortable
as she could as she looked at her sister.
“Wait here,”
the man said as he took Dana out of the main room, before saying “Your room –
which one?”
Dana pointed
to a door, the man nodding as he took her inside, putting the bag he had
brought on the bed.
“You need to
dress for dinner,” he said as he pointed the gun at her, “choose a suitable
outfit.”
“You want me
to change?”
“I do – food
will arrive, and you need to be dressed for it.
Pick something nice to wear, and put it on.”
Nodding, and
wondering what he was planning to do, Dana went to her wardrobe, and took out
an electric blue evening dress with short capped sleeves and a knee length
skirt. Turning her back to the intruder,
she slipped her t-shirt off and pulled the dress over her head, and then
removed her shorts and leggings, kicking them off as she turned to look at the
intruder.
“Suitable
footwear as well,” he said quietly, watching as Dana took a pair of three inch
heels on and put them on.
“You look
good,” he said quietly as Dana turned round, “now you must select a suitable
outfit for your sister.”
“A...”
“Come to her
room,” he said as he took the bag in one hand, and her arm in the other, and
walked her to the second bedroom. He
then watched as she selected a black cocktail dress, and heels, laying them on
the bed.
“Excellent,”
he said as he opened the bag, and took a length of thin white cord out, “now,
hands behind your back please.”
“What are you
going to do,” Dana said as she felt the man cross her wrists, and then the rope
as it rubbed on her bare flesh while they were tightly bound together. She let out a little gasp as the rope went
between her arms, and then stood facing the wardrobe as she heard the intrude
looking for something in the bag.
“Put your
lips together.”
Ayesha turned
and looked as the man walked back in, the bag in one hand and his other holding
Dana’s arm. Her eyes widened as she saw
Dana was wearing a party dress and heels – as well as rope around her wrists
behind her and a strip of white tape over her mouth.
The man made
Dana sit at the table, and then placed her ankles against the chair legs, tying
them in place before using more rope to secure her legs together above her
knees.
“Now,” he
said as he put the gun where both women could see them, and then took a knife
from the bag, “I am going to cut you free, and I want you to change into the
outfit I will bring through. Wait
there?”
“Whtsggnnn,”
Ayesha said to Dana as the man left the room.
“Ednttknn,”
Dana mumbled as the man laid the dress and shoes on a chair, and then cut the
tape bands away from her sister. Ayesha
reached up to remove the tape from her mouth, but then saw him shake his head
as he said “no – that stays. Get
changed.”
Standing up
and rubbing her wrists, Ayesha unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, and then
the skirt, before she slipped the dress on and put on the shoes.
She then
offered no resistance as her wrists were taken behind her back, and the thin
rope used to lash them tightly together, before she was walked over to the
chair next to Dana and sat down. She watched
as her legs were tied together above her knees, and then her ankles to the
chair legs, before he made them face each other.
Picking up
the menus Dana had left on the coffee table, he held them up in front of Ayesha
and said “choose.”
Looking at them,
she nodded to the Thai menu, the intruder smiling as he picked up their
telephone.
“Thai banquet
for three please,” he said as he looked in Ayesha’s purse, and removed her
credit card. “I’m phoning for my
girlfriend...”
“There,” he
said as he laid the last of the dishes out on the table, Ayesha and Dana
looking on as they sat at the other side, “if I remove the tape, will you both
stay quiet?”
The two girls
looked at each other and nodded as he came round and peeled the gags away.
“Very well,”
he said to Ayesha, “choose what you would like to eat.”
“And how am I
meant to eat?”
“Hush,” the
man said as he leaned her forward, and untied her wrists, before he used a
longer length of rope to tie her waist to the chair. “Now, what do you want to eat?”
Ayesha looked
at him, and then said “well, if you insist...”
He placed
several food items on a plate in front of her, and then did the same for Dana,
before he sat opposite and watched them pick up the chopsticks and eat.
“May I ask a
question?”
“Of course,”
the man said as he looked at Ayesha.
“Why are you doing
this to us?”
“Oh, that
will become clear in due course,” he said with a smile. “For now, enjoy your food.”
“But we have
no money, and our valuables...”
“I took them
before you arrived,” the man said quietly, “but when I realised who lived here,
I had to be sure they were properly thanked for their generosity – and for
their work over the years. Now, eat –
and do have a drink as well. You cannot
be sure how long it will be before you can do so again.”
The two girls
looked at each other, before Dana said “and what are you going to do when we
have finished?”
“You will see
– let the anticipation... Excite you,”
he said quietly, not taking his eyes off either of them as he did so.
“Will you not
eat?”
“In time – I
do not mind waiting,” he said quietly as he sipped his wine. The two women slowly ate, wondering what it
was he was planning....
Eventually,
he stood up and untied both of them from the chair, letting them stand up and
rub their wrists.
“Do either of
you need to take a comfort break,” he said, “be assured, the telephone is
disconnected, and I have your cell phones.”
Both girls
nodded as he walked them to the bathroom, and then to Ayesha’s bedroom.
“I must now
thank you properly for a pleasant evening,” he said as he looked at them. “Lie face down on the bed, both of you, and
put your hands behind your backs.”
“You don’t
have to...”
“Shhh – lie
down, choose which side.”
Dana nodded
and lay on the left side of the bed, Ayesha on the right as they felt the man
cross and bind their wrists behind their backs.
IT felt like thicker rope this time, as they then felt him cross and
bind their ankles together in the same way.
Looking over
her shoulder, Dana could see it was indeed slightly thicker rope, going around
and between their limbs as the man secured their legs below their knees in the
same way, and then made them sit up facing each other.
“One of you
must choose first, which will it be?”
“I will,”
Dana said as she looked at Ayesha.
“Very well –
scarf or panties?”
“WHAT!”
“Hush – scarf
or panties?”
“Scarf,” Dana
whispered, and then gasped as she felt his lips on her shoulder – the gap
enough for him to push a folded scarf into her mouth, and then wrap the white tape
around her head, trapping her long dark hair against her as he did so.
“Oh god- are
you going to use panties on me?” Ayesha said as she watched him wrap a length
of rope around her sister’s arms and body, forcing her chest out as the two
bands sat above and below it.
“What do you
think,” he said as he gave the rope another tug, “take the rope between your
sister’s breasts or not?”
“Don’t,”
Ayesha pleaded, relaxing as he took the rope under her arm and around the back
of her neck instead. He then walked
behind her and said “Scarf or panties?”
“I have the
same choice?”
“You do – which
will it be?”
“Panties,”
Ayesha said, Dana staring at her as she opened her mouth and allowed him to
force the silk wad in. As he wound the
tape round her head, a feeling of submissive pleasure ran through Ayesha’s
body, as he then tied her arms to her side.
“Yes, I
thought you were,” the man said as he tied the ropes off, and then started to
use his hands on Ayesha’s chest, massaging and groping her as she felt her
breasts firm up, her nipples harden as Dana watched wide eyed.
“OH your turn
is coming, little sister,” the man said as he took yet more rope, and tied it
round her sister’s waist, then took it between her legs and pulled up, making
Ayesha give a muffled yelp as he did so, and then a moan as he tied the rope to
her wrists.
“Now, your
turn,” he said as he moved behind Dana, the younger woman fighting his touch at
first, before the animal instincts kicked in and she pressed against him,
grinding as he made her feel so good...
The rope
between her own legs pressed hard on her damp crotch, making her moan even more
as he walked back to the bag.
“Choose,” he
said behind Dana, “left or right?”
“Lfttt,” she
moaned out as she twisted, the rope rubbing on her as she tried to get free –
and then she heard the bussing, and felt it inside her as he forced the
vibrator under the crotch rope in her panties.
“HmmggddpppssdndnntnnnNNNNNNNNNN”
Ayesha fell
to her side as the vibrator went to work on her, and she felt her ankles been
pulled back, rope attaching them to her chest as Dana suffered the same
fate. The two women looked at each other
before they screamed as an orgasm washed over them.
“Now,” the
man said as he stood at the end of the bed, looking at them, “enjoy your
choices – because I will choose later...”
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