Generations –
Then and Now
Olivia was
truly taken by surprise when the three masked men walked into the front room of
her house. The eighty year old woman
looked ten years younger, and was wearing a purple scoop necked sweater with a
long white skirt, the hem with a black border and a black and purple floral
print on it. Her short cut hair was
greying blonde, and she was wearing a pair of knee length black leather boots.
“Can I help you
gentlemen,” she said as she looked over from the leather backed wooden armchair
she was sitting on. Olivia started to
stand up, but one of the men shook his head as he pointed a handgun at her.
“No, your
ladyship, you stay right there,” he said with a smile, his mouth and eyes the
only features of his face she could see under the black balaclava mask. “Beta, go and make sure there is nobody else
in the house, Gamma – make sure Her Ladyship stays in that chair.”
“Can I take it
this is a robbery then,” Olivia said she slowly sat back down again, looking at
the second young man as he came over, a black canvas bag in his gloved
hand. The third man left the room, as he
said “Before we start, take those rings off and put them in this canvas bag –
bracelets as well.”
Slowly, Olivia removed
her rings and bracelets, and placed them in the black velvet sack as the man
watched her. He then smiled and said
“the pendant as well.” She slowly lifted
the gold band over her head, and added that with the solid silver pendant to
the bag.
“I presume you
want my earrings as well?”
The man just
nodded as she unclipped the jewels that were hanging down from her lobes, and
put them in the sack as well.
“Alpha?”
The armed man
nodded as he came over and took the bag, before Gamma opened the canvas bag and
took out a length of white rope, before he examined the chair Olivia was
sitting on. It had a mahogany wooden
frame, the armrests on either side, and ahigh leather covered back, while
Olivia was sitting on two cushions.
“You seem
calm,” Alpha said as Gamma took her arms round the chair back, and she felt the
rope on her wrists as he started to bind them together.
“It is not the
first time I have been robbed,” Olivia said quietly as she felt the rope
tightening, and then saw the longer rope as she glanced to the side and saw
Gamma securing it to the joint at the side where the chair back met the
seat. As she looked forward, he started
to wrap the rope round her arms, body and the chair back, forcing her arms
against her sides and framing her chest while forcing her against the chair
back at the same time.
“Good – so you
are not going to give me any trouble, are you,” Alpha said with a laugh as
Olivia was more and more restricted in the chair, the bands of rope stretching
over her chest as she felt that.
Gamma then came
round and knelt at her side, grinning as he took more rope and doubled it over,
then crossed her ankles and bound them tightly together, the rope going around
and between her legs as he did so. He
pulled it tight, and then pulled the ropes back under her chair, lifting her
feet up before he secured them.
A final band of
rope went round her legs below her knees, as Olivia looked down to see how
secure she was, before Gamma stood up and walked behind her.
“Nobody else
home, Alpha,” the second man said as he came in, “I disconnected the phone and
the internet.”
“Good – where
is your mobile phone, your ladyship?”
“In my
handbag,” Olivia said as she nodded to the table next to the masked men, Beta
nodding as he removed the phone and turned it off.
“Now, your
ladyship,” Alpha said quietly, “where is your safe, and what is the
combination?”
“No – you can
trey for yourself.”
“Oh dear –
Gamma?”
Olivia gasped
as she saw the gloved hands come round and start to massage her chest, strange
and long forgotten feelings running through her as she felt him squeezing. Her mind went back thirty years…
Olivia
smiled as she drove home, the wind in her carefully styled hair as she sat in
her convertible. The tennis lessons made
her look five years younger, as did her choice of clothing – a kitted top with
zig-zag stripes of pink, brown and crimson, the top buttons and collar open, a
pair of pink hot pants, and knee length tight black leather boots with a stack
heel.
Pulling into
the driveway of her house, she smiled as she got out and fished the door keys
out of her handbag, walking with purpose to the house and opening the
door. It was only after she had entered
and closed the door that she realised something was wrong.
The clue was
the woollen gloved hand that clamped itself over her mouth, the denim clad arm
that wrapped itself round her waist, and the deep voice that whispered in her
ear “stop struggling, or I will hurt you.”
The scent of
alcohol assaulted her nostrils as well, before Olivia stopped struggling and
nodded.
“Better –
say nothing, and put your hands behind your back.”
As the
gloved hand was taken away, a second man stood in front of Olivia – denim
jacket and jeans, dark shoes, and a stocking pulled down over his head,
flattening his dark hair. He smiled as
he grabbed her handbag and then she moved her hands behind her back, felt the
rough rope as her wrists were forced together.
“What’s
going on,” she whispered as she felt the rope rubbing as it tightened – and
then she was taken by surprise as something was pressed down over her mouth, sealing
her lips and making it next to impossible to make any noise. Whatever it was, it pulled on her skin as she
felt one more tug round her wrists and then saw the thin brown rope as it was
passed round her body.
“thank the
lord Elaine is not home,” Olivia thought to herself as the rope was pulled
tighter, forcing her arms against her sides as the rope went above and below
her breasts. Her knitted top was
stretched over her chest, threatening to burst open and reveal her breasts as
it was tightened even more.
“You’re one
hot looking mama,” the second voice whispered into her ear before he walked in
front of her – older, but dressed and masked in the same way. Olivia grunted as the rope was taken under
one band between her arm and body, then pulled up and taken round the back of
the neck before it went under her other arm and was tied off.
“Give me the
next length.” Olivia watched as he was
handed more thin brown rope and he doubled it over, before he fed it under the
bands, the back of his hand stroking her breasts as he pulled the rope tight
around them. She groaned – a muted
groan, before she was shocked to feel the rope rubbing between her legs, the
younger man reaching between her legs and pulling it sharply up and back as she
felt him fiddling with the ropes round her chest.
“MOVE!”
Olivia was
forced to walk into the front room, groaning as the rope rubbed on her, before
she was pushed over and lay face down on the red velvet couch. She felt one of the men crossing her ankles,
and then the tightening band round them as they were held together.
She could
feel a second band round her legs below her knees, the gloved hand stroking her
legs as they wound the rope round and between her limbs, forcing and locking
them together before her ankles were pulled back, and she felt the tightening
as they were secured to another rope.
The rope
between her legs – and as she twisted round, the rope rubbed even more on her,
making her feel giddy. It was the most
unusual, the most intense feeling as she groaned into whatever was covering her
mouth…
“MUM!”
“MUM!”
“Oh look –
someone came to call.”
Olivia opened
her eyes and saw the fifty year old woman standing in front of her, looking at
her through her gold rimmed glasses. She
had long blonde hair, which feel over the shoulders of her tiger print
blouse. A long white skirt covered the
top half of her legs, over the knee black patent leather boots over the lower
half, and Olivia could see a glimpse of her fishnet stockings.
“no – please,
don’t hurt her…”
“Beta – secure
this lady.”
“Elaine,
please, just don’t fight them…”
Olivia watched
as the masked man pulled her daughter’s arms behind her back, as Alpha looked
at her.
“The
combination…”
She bit her lip
and then shook her head, as Gamma restarted his assault on her chest. Somehow, she doubted Elaine would understand
if she admitted she was beginning to enjoy the attention.
“Are they robbing
you?”
“Bright,” Alpha
said as Elaine felt the rope between her arms, tightening the binding, and then
the tug as the ropes were tied off. She
then said “no” as the rope was taken round her upper body, forcing her arms
against her body as it went above and below her chest, stretching her top so it
began to turn opaque over her breasts.
“Promise
me… Promise me you will not hurt Elaine,
and I’ll tell you…”
“Mum, don’t
tell them,” Elaine grunted as the ropes were pulled tighter still, and then
tied off – before gloved hands came round and began to massage her chest as
well.
“No – no
don’t…”
“Your mum
enjoyed it,” Gamma laughed from behind Olivia, “I am sure you will as well.”
“Combination
and location…”
“Bedroom,”
Olivia gasped as she watched Beta’s finger’s sinking into her daughter’s chest,
and saw her close her eyes again, a soft moan coming from between her lips.
“Thank you –
gag her.”
“Hey – there’s
nonhhddfhruhth….” Olivia’s words were
muffled as a rolled and knotted scarf was pulled between her lips, the knot
pressing her tongue down as the corners of her mouth were pulled back.
“Oh just enjoy
this,” Gamma whispered into her ear as Beta made Elaine kneel down, grabbing
more rope and securing her ankles and legs before he gagged her with a knotted
scarf as well, and then started to grope her again. As she closed her eyes, and listened to the
muffled moans of her mother, Elaine began to remember the last time as well…
“Mum? What happened?”
Olivia
looked at the twenty year old as she stood there, her eyes wide open as her
copper red hair framed her young face.
She was wearing a tight red t-shirt, a black design on the front, and a
black miniskirt. Knee length, tight
patent red leather boots with a three inch stack heel encased her lower legs.
“Hghhdd –
hllhhnRHN!”
Olivia
wriggled round, feeling a burning and a dampness between her legs, but as Elaine
turned to run out of the room she saw the older intruder standing there, a
smile on his face as he said “this your daughter? Cute – you going to give us any trouble kid?”
Elaine’s
answer came as he groaned, holding his crotch as he fell to the floor – and
then Elaine saw the second masked man, a gun pointing at her as he said “don’t
even think about it kid – over there, kneel down, and put your hands behind
your back.”
Elaine
slowly nodding, sweating slightly as she slowly turned and walked over,
kneeling in front of Olivia as the man pulled her hands behind her back. Olivia could see him crossing her wrists and
then the thin brown rope a sit was pulled tightly round them, forcing them
together before the rope went around and between her thin arms, the rope
sinking into the pale flesh.
“Are… Are you all right,” Elaine said as she looked
at her mother, and then saw the rope between her legs as she whispered “oh my
god…”
Olivia
slowly nodded, then closed her eyes as her body started to shake. When she opened them, she saw the rope round
her daughter’s body and arms, the two bands framing her chest as the design
seemed to enlarge over them. Elaine’s
eyes were wide open, as the ropes forced her arms to her, and then went over
one shoulder, under the lower band between her breasts and then back up as she
groaned even more.
“you – you
don’t have to do this,” Elaine whispered as she felt the rope go down her back,
and then between her own legs, her skirt hiked up as she felt it rubbing on her
panties before the man managed to secure it to the top band of rope between her
breasts.
“Yes, yes I
do,” the masked man whispered before Olivia saw a strip of brown Elastoplast
being pressed down over her daughter’s mouth.
Now she knew what was preventing her from speaking, the brown material over
Elaine’s chin and lips as she was made to lie face down on the floor.
As Olivia
watched, the man crossed her daughter’s ankles and lashed them tightly together
with the thin rope, and then her legs below her knees. She could see the red lines under the brown
bands as well, before Elaine’s legs were bent back and secured to the rope
between her legs as well.
Elaine
rolled over onto her side, tears starting to stream down her cheeks as she
tried to move, the brown clear on the pink and red. She tried to move, tried to speak, but felt
the rope between her legs and tried to stop.
Only she
could not – and neither could Olivia…
“Whthhrughhdnhnthdh,”
Elaine groaned as her breasts continued to firm up under the assault.
“Well, we have
a GILF and a MILF here,” Beta said as he looked over at Gamma, “maybe we should
make them really happy as…”
“What… the…
FUCK!”
Olivia opened
her eyes and groaned as she saw the twenty year old woman standing in the
doorway, looking at her and Elaine. She
had long light brown hair which fell in soft curls over the shoulders of her
cream vest top, which was gathered under her chest. She was also wearing a short floral print
skirt and over the knee black leather boots.
She stared at
the room, then took her phone out – only to stop as she felt the pressure
behind her back, and she heard Alpha say “who is this – the granddaughter, your
ladyship?”
Olivia nodded
slowly as Alpha said “what’s your name kid?”
“Susan…”
“Well, Susan,
guess you get to be like mummy and granny.
Give me the phone, and then put your hands behind your back.”
“Okay – just
don’t hurt me,” Susan said as she handed her phone over – and then shouted
“HEY” as her arms were yanked behind her back.
“Shhsshhnphlsss
– shttfhttt.”
The young woman
nodded as she looked at her grandmother, the white scarf darkening at the
corners of her mouth, and then at her mother as the grey gag seemed to eb
turning black there on her. The two
other masked men stood up, Elaine falling onto her side as both of them watched
Alpha wrap rope round Susan’s upper arms and body, trapping them and stretching
her vest over her own chest as he did so.
“Hey Alpha –
think she’d like something special to pass the time?”
“Nhhhnhthtthtt,”
Elaine said as she wriggled and looked at her own mother. Olivia looked back as she wondered what he
meant.
“No boys – not
our style, but we can make this more pleasurable for her,” Alpha said as he
pulled the ropes tighter, the bands pressing down on her chest as she stood
there. Susan was too scared to do
anything as the masked man walked in front of her, and then passed a doubled
over length of white rope between her breasts under the bands, pulling them
together and then letting the rope drop down to the floor.
“No – No you
cannot be fucking serrhhhssshhhnhhnnnoooo….”
Susan groaned as the rope went between her legs, hiking her skirt up as Elaine
realised her daughter had nothing to protect her sex from the rubbing under her
skirt.
Elaine groaned
as the rope was pulled further up, barely aware of Alpha securing it to the
back of the ropes round her chest before a rolled up and knotted blue scarf was
pulled between her teeth, the ends secure at the base of her neck as the corners
of her mouth were pulled back.
“Boys – give
the two ladies their presents.”
“Oh yeah,” Beta
said as he and Gamma looked at in the canvas bag, Susan dropping to the floor
before she was made to lie face down, a cushion under her head as her ankles
were tied together. She then saw Gamma
as he walked over and knelt next to her, smiling as he lifted her skirt.
“NNHNNTHHSSS!”
She looked at
Beta as he knelt between her and Elaine, and then heard a buzzing sound before
he stood up. Elaine looked up, her
cheeks bright red as Olivia felt Gamma slip something under her panties – and
then felt the vibrations as the device was slipped into her, and started to
work its magic…
Both women
watched as Alpha bound Susan’s legs and then hogtied her, the memory of each of
them of that time coming to the fore as they saw him bind her ankles to the
rope between her legs. Susan was groaning
now as she wriggled round – all three of them were wriggling round now as the
ropes and the devices worked on them, making them feel aroused, making them
feel diverted in the nicest possible way.
“Got her
jewellery?”
“Got it,” Beta
said as he dropped Elaine’s rings and other items into the velvet sack, Alpha
nodding as he put the sack into the bag and picked it up.
“I do believe
in families sharing experiences,” he said with a smile as Olivia shook, and
then opened her eyes to look at him.
“I’m sure someone will find you all – eventually…”
As Elaine gave
a muffled scream, and she saw Susan’s body starting to shake, Olivia slowly
nodded, grateful only that they had taken things no further.
Because the
pleasure she was feeling made her feel guilty enough…
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