Stuck at Home
“Thank you very
much,” Paula Harcourt said as she took the bag and receipt from the young girl,
and put the bag into the wheeled case she had with her, closing it as she held
the Forever Friends gift bag in her other hand and walked out. The shopping for her daughter’s birthday was
almost complete, and she was ready to head for home.
The fifty year
old had her brown hair pulled back into a bun at the back of her head, and wore
a pair of large tortoiseshell glasses.
But that aside, she was dressed for warmth and fashion – a blue fur-like
jacket over a white jumper, a tartan style short skirt, black leatherette
leggings, and over the knee black leather boots with a three inch heel.
Sitting at a
café table, she took out her phone and dialled a number.
“Katy? Can you come and pick me up in town – say in
an hour? Thanks.” Putting the phone away, she took a sip from
her coffee – it was going to be a good day…
“Where did I
put my car keys…?”
Katy Harcourt
looked along the work surface, then smiled as she picked the keys up and put
them into her handbag. The twenty year
old was wearing a grey blouse, open at the neck and with the cuffs turned up at
her wrists, black leggings and over the knee black boots.
“Now, get my
coat on, and go and collect Mum,” she said to herself as she opened the room
door – and then walked backwards, her eyes fixed on the two people who were
walking in. Both were wearing black
boiler suits, boots, gloves – and balaclavas that covered their faces, so only
their eyes and lips moved.
“Your name
Harcourt,” the man said, the gun pointing at Katy as the woman put a large kit
bag on a chair.
“Yyyyyessss,” Katy stammered as she wondered what was going
on.
“Good – keep
quiet, or we keep you quiet,” the man said, smiling as the woman opened the
bag, took out a length of white rope, and walked behind Katy. “Drop the hand bag on the floor, and put your
hands together behind your back.”
“If this is a
robbery, I’ll tell you where…”
“I said to be
quiet,” the man whispered, Katy nodding as she put her hands together behind
her back, and then gasped as she felt her arms been pulled together – but at
her elbows, not at her wrists. She
glanced down as her chest was forced out, a result of the way her shoulders
were pulled back, as the rope was wound tightly round her arms and then between
them, locking her elbows against each other.
“Now then,” the
man said quietly as he looked at Katy, “you will do whatever we say,
understand?”
“Please, what
are you…”
“Hush,” he said
quietly as he held her chin in his gloved hand, “you will do whatever we say?”
She slowly
nodded as she felt her wrists been drawn and secured together with more rope,
the man smiling as he looked at her, and then slowly started to unbutton her
blouse, Katy too worried about what was going to happen to say anything as he
opened it to reveal her white bra.
“Oh my god,”
she whispered as the rope was pulled between her wrists, flexing her fingers as
she looked at the man. “Please, no –
don’t do this to me…”
“Who said I was
going to do anything,” he whispered as Katy looked at him, and then felt the
gloved hands on her chest as the masked woman reached round and started to
grope her. She let out a gasp as the
firm grip sank into her breasts, trying to push herself out of the way – but
that only made the woman grip more tightly, Katy saying “Why are you…”
There was
something happening as the massage on her chest continued, given she was
powerless to stop it – and she didn’t want to feel the way it was making her
feel, her breasts firming under the attention they were receiving…
She looked at
the man who was smiling as he eased the straps of her bra off her shoulders,
down her arms, and then eased the cups off so that the soft leather covered fingers
sank directly into the flesh of her breasts, Katy looking down to see her
nipples becoming prominent, harder, sensitive – especially when the man began
to kiss and suck on them as the masked woman continued her massage.
“Why…. What…
Oh God…”
The man stopped
kissing her chest and looked at her, before he went to the bag and took out a
longer length of white rope, doubling it over as the hands were removed from
her chest. Katy shivered as he passed
the rope around her body, feeling the woman behind her take it and pull it tight,
her wrists pressed against her back as it was wound around her arms and body,
framing her chest above and below as they bands rubbed on her sensitive
body. It was making a fire start within
her as she tried to move, the ropes pressing even more tightly as her chest
became far more prominent – and then she felt the ropes going over one shoulder
the man smiling as he fed it under and round the lower band between her
breasts, and then handed it back so that the lower rope was pulled up.
“Oh fuck –
please, don’t…”
“Stand still.”
“Why should
I…” Katy then felt the rope around her
ankles as the man held her on her shoulders, glancing down as she watched the
masked woman lashing her ankles tightly together, and then her legs below her
knees, with each band taking the rope between her legs as her fingers stroked
her. It felt…
It felt…
“Kneel down.”
Katy was unable
to stop herself, as the gentle pressure on her shoulders made her kneel on the
floor, looking up at the man as she felt the gloved hands massaging her chest
again.
“Please – just
take what you want and…”
She stared at
the man as he opened his pants, drawing out his cock as he said “now – kiss
it…”
“Where the hell
is she?”
Paula looked at
her watch again – Katy was half an hour late, and this was not like her. She took her phone out and dialled her
daughter, but there was no reply.
Finally, she
put her hand out and hailed a black cab.
Opening the door, she put her bags in and then sat down, giving her
address to the driver as he set off.
“Nhphllshhssss…”
As she felt the
fire growing inside her, Katy wanted it to stop, but she had no choice – he had
forced her first to kiss it, and then take it into her mouth as his masked
female partner continued to grope her – and it got worse, as she felt her
gloved hand slip down between her legs as she was forced to use her lips and
tongue on him.
She had been
unaware of just how damp, how sensitive she was – but as the gloved hand
slipped into her leggings, and she felt the finger playing with her mound, she gasped
and shook, sucking harder in response as the man held her head. She could feel him growing larger in her
mouth, but there was nothing she could do to stop him.
Was she wanting
to stop him? The thought immediately
entered her head as she felt the throbbing on her tongue, the pressure as he
engorged and filled her mouth, touching the back of her throat as in response
to the playing between her legs she sucked harder and harder…
“That’s good,
very good,” she heard him say as her own body started to shake, and she realised
what was happening – and the fact she didn’t want it to stop, she wanted it to
come, she needed it to come as her leggings were pulled down to her knees, her
panties as well, and the gloved finger slipped into her, making her squeal as
the cock in her mouth grew larger and large…
“HMMMSHWTHLLRDDDDD!”
Katy suddenly
started to shake as he came in her mouth, and the orgasm swallowed her whole,
her eyes closing as she lost herself in the pleasure, taking all he could give
as she swallowed, her own fluids coming freely as she did so. Eventually, she stopped and released him as
the gloved hand was taken away, and she was dimly aware of more rope been
passed round her waist.
“Open your
mouth.”
As she did so,
she felt something been pushed in, sweet tasting, and filling her mouth as
there was a soft squelchy sound. She
opened her eyes to see the wide strip of white tape in his hand, and then felt
it as it was pressed firmly over her mouth, made to form to the contours of her
face and chin as she heard a different sound, a buzzing sound…
As the vibrator
was slipped into her, she closed her eyes and sighed as the rope was fed
between her legs, and pulled up, keeping it in place as it sat between her damp
lips, making her shake again as the rope was secured to her chest bindings.
That was when
the door opened, and she slowly turned her head as her mother came in, and said
“what the…”
Paula’s temper
had not improved in the journey home, but as she stood in the doorway to the
room, she could not believe what was happening.
Her daughter was kneeling on the floor, white tape covering her mouth,
bound tightly with ropes around her body and – no, not just around, but between
her legs as well, and there was a low buzzing sound.
There were also
two strangers in the room – identically dressed and masked, one male, one
female, as they looked at each other.
The woman eventually said “looks as if we have two Harcourts instead of
one – take the jacket off lady.”
“Why should I,”
Paula said, as Katy fell onto her side and started shaking.
“Because we’re
telling you to,” the woman said as the man picked up a gun and pointed it at
Paula, the older woman nodding as she slowly unzipped her jacket, and let it
fall to the floor. She stood and looked
at them, as the woman looked her up and down.
“Your glasses –
take them off, and put them to the side.
We don’t want them to get broken, do we?”
Katy looked over,
her body starting to shake again as her mother did what she had bene ordered
to, and said “now what?”
“Now – take off
that jumper and skirt.”
Slowly, Paula
pulled the jumper over her head and let it drop to the floor, revealing her
black leather sports bra, and then unfastened and allowed the skirt to drop
down as she stepped out of it. The woman
nodded and smiled at the man, who handed her the gun before he collected some
more rope from the bag, and walked behind her.
“If this is a
robbery…”
“Who said we
were going to steal anything,” the woman said with a smile as Paula felt her
wrists been crossed behind her back, and then secured together with the ropes –
tightly, firmly, but strangely comfortable.
It was as if she was in some sort of dream…
Some sort of
dream…
Her eyes suddenly
shot open as she said “oh my god – you’re…”
“Hush,” the
woman said as she walked over, and kissed Paula, Katy watching her mother as
her eyes opened wide, and then more rope was passed around her upper body,
forcing her arms to her sides as the bands framed her chest, forcing it up and
out as well before the bands were tied off, and cinched at both sides with
shorter lengths of rope.
“Mhmhmmm?”
“What
the…” Paula had been taken by surprise
as the ropes rubbed on her chest, and then she felt the gloved hands as they
started to massage her breasts. Closing
her eyes, she tried not to show any sign of what she was starting to feel, as
the fingers sank into her firm flesh, and she felt something stirring within
her.
The woman
gently stoked her cheek with her gloved hand, as the massage continued, and
then whispered “is this your daughter?”
Paula opened her eyes, looking at Katy as she nodded, the woman purring
“she has been shown pleasure – and now, it is your turn.”
“But…. But shedidhnnttknhhh,”
Paula said, taken by surprise as a sponge ball was pushed into her mouth,
expanding and filling the space as she heard the white tape been taken from the
roll, and then felt it pull on her skin as it was firmly pressed over her
mouth.
“there – no
more comments,” the woman said quietly as she traced a finger down from Paula’s
gagged lips, and then with both hands encircled her nipples under the bra,
before gently squeezing, Paula gasping into the sponge and tape as two sets of
hands played with her now.
Katy was in no
position to say anything as another orgasm washed over her, and she fell to her
side, groaning in pleasure…
Paula slowly
nodded as she was played with, the woman slipping her bra top up and then
gently kissing, sucking, her tongue rolling over her sensitive nipples as Paula
started to shake. She was dimly aware of
the man pulling her leggings down, and then the cool air on her slit as her
panties were removed, but that was all secondary now, as the woman moved down,
kissing her belly button as she knelt down, and the gloved hands once again
started to massage her chest, pinching her nipples as she sighed and squirmed.
“Whhyhrrudhnnnthsss,” she moaned, knowing the answer even as
she asked it as the woman moved further down, Paula squirming as she felt the
lips now between her legs, gently kissing, gently teasing as the tongue stroked
up and over her mound…
Closing her
eyes, she started to gently shake, feeling so different, so wonderful suddenly
as she squirmed round. It was a
sensation she had read about, and sometimes dreamed about, but to have it happening
to her now, even though her daughter was in the same sort of predicament…
The pressure on
her chest increased as the masked man groped her more, his hands pressing on
the sensitive flesh now as she felt the tongue starting to explore her,
slipping past the petals and into her passage in a way that had never happened to
her – producing feelings she had not felt for many years…
“Hhwshttjesss,” she said as she started to feel weak at the
knees, the man gently lowering her to the floor as she spread her legs, the
woman moving in and continuing to kiss and tease her as the fire grew stronger
and stronger, the buzzing noise and Katy’s moans the only other sounds…
She pressed her
hips up, wanting it more than anything now, wanting what she needed, what she
desired, as Katy began to moan more loudly…
And then it
came, her whole body shaking as the orgasm she had missed so much swept over
her, the masked woman licking her juices as they flowed freely, and she could
hear Katy call out again in pleasure and relief…
As she calmed
down, Paula felt something been slipped inside her, and felt the vibrations as
a crotch rope was tied round her waist and between her legs, forcing the small
device into her as her legs were stretched out, her ankles crossed, the rope
holding them firmly together, and then her legs below her knees…
“Mhhmhmhrruhllrrhttt?”
Paula opened
her eyes and nodded as she watched the two intruders move Katy closer, then
making he rile on her stomach as her ankles were pulled back and tied to the
rope between her legs. She was then
moved so that she was facing her, on her stomach as she was hogtied in the same
way, each motion of her feet making the rope move, and driving the device
further in…
Both women
groaned as the masked man put a small box between them, the numbers on the red
screen starting to count down as he and the woman collected things up, put them
into the bag, and then left both women as they started to shake again.
As Katy slowly
opened her eyes, she looked at her mother and said “whhddthsdhhddthss?” Paula looked at her, and shook her head from
side to side as the counter ticked down.
10… 9…
8… 7… 6…
5… 4… 3…
2… 1…
As the counter
reached zero, the box opened as a fine mist was projected out over both the
women, Paula wondering what was happening as the ropes suddenly started to
dissolve, both woman looking at each other as the air cleared and they found
themselves free of the ropes.
Katy slowly
stood up, reaching between her legs and taking out the vibrator as she watched
her mother sit up, and peel the tape away from her mouth, spitting the soaking
sponge out as she said “are you… Are you
all right Katy? I…”
Katy removed
her own gag, surprised to see they had cut her panties away and put them in her
mouth, before she said “Mum… Are you…”
“I’m fine – I
just never imagined, never dreamed…”
“Mum?”
“Look – I am
willing to bet nothing has been taken, so let’s check,” she said as she stood
up, “and if that is the case, we don’t call the police.”
“We don’t –
MUM!”
“I’ll explain
everything Katy, please, trust me…”
“Okay Mum –
start talking,” Katy said as they sat at the breakfast bar. Nothing had been stolen, but they had each
showered and were now wearing dressing gowns.
“Look at this,”
Paula said as she folded the local paper and showed her daughter a half page
ad.
“Fantasy Fulfilment? Mum, what…
Who…”
“I’m sorry Katy
– but I was missing the excitement of your father so much… I saw the ad, called them, told them I had a
fantasy of been bound, gagged, and satisfied by a woman at home. It was a way of venting my dreams – and then
they asked if I wanted it to really happen.
I guess I didn’t say no…” Taking
a sip form her mug, she said “can you forgive me for getting you caught up in
this?”
“Well…”
Paula looked at
Katy as her daughter blushed, and said “I should tell you about my fantasies…”
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