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moms and daughters (M/F)

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moms and daughters (M/F)

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“Good morning, dear lady – will you kindly allow us to come in?”

Sharon slowly nodded as she stepped back from the front door, allowing the two men to come in and watching as one of them closed the door. They were identically dressed – black jumpers, pants, shoes, glove and balaclava masks – but one stood a good foot taller than the other.

“Thank you Sharon – you are Sharon, yes? Allow me to introduce ourselves – you may call me Mister Tall, and this my friend and partner, Mister Small.”

“Mister Tall… And Mister Small?”

“Indeed,” the smaller of the men said, “and it is a real pleasure to meet you Sharon?”

“Hey Sharon – who was at the door?”

“Ah,” Mister Small said, “I see you have visitors.” He looked at Sharon, who was wearing a white cardigan over a black blouse, and jeans tucked into a pair of mid-calf dark brown biker boots. “Mister Tall, I believe we should alert them to the current situation.”

“Indeed – shall we?” He walked to the door and opened it, Sharon slowly walking with her hands in the air as she said “Sally, Suzanne, don’t scream – same to you girls.”

“Why would we ohmygodyou’rebeingrobbed?”

“Please remain where you are, Sally, Suzanne and keep your hands where I can see them,” Mister Tall said with a smile. Sally was wearing a white jumper and jeans, the legs tucked into mid-calf brown leather boots, while Suzanne was wearing a black cardigan over a white top, and her jeans tucked into knee length black leather boots.

“The same goes for you three young ladies – sit still, hands where we can see them,” Mister Small said as he looked at the three younger woman who were sat on a couch opposite the other two. They stared at the masked men as one of them said “Mum?”

“They’re armed, Billy,” Sharon said quietly, “and I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

“A wise and sensible suggestion Sharon,” Mister Tall said. “Now, I must ask you to sit with your sisters – and then, all six of you, hold your mobile phones out so that my friend Mister Small may take them into his custody.”

“Why?”

“So it is more difficult to raise the alarm – now, if you would be so kind.”

The six women slowly drew from the pockets of their jeans their phones, holding them out as Mister Small collected them.

“Excellent – please make sure they are out of reach of the ladies, and then disable the internet and telephone line Mister Small, I will start to take care of things in here.” As the smaller masked man slowly walked out, Mister Tall looked at the three younger women and said “now then, slowly, stand up and while Billy closed the curtains across the windows, the other two stand in front of your mothers, with your hands on your head.”

As Billy slowly stood and walked to the windows, the other two looked at each other then walked over and stood in front of Sally and Suzanne. Billy then walked over and stood in front of Sharon – she was nineteen years old, and wearing a white blouse over a t-shirt, and pale jeans with the legs tucked into a pair of tan leather riding boots.

Mister Tall then opened the bag his partner had left on a chair, saying “nobody moves unless I tell them to” as he drew some lengths of rope from the bag and walked behind Billy, taking her hands behind her back and then using the first length of rope to secure her wrists together behind her back.

“Mum…”

“I know,” Sharon said as she looked at Billy, “just remain as calm as you can, we’ll all be in this together, all right?”

Billy nodded as she felt the ropes going round her body, forcing her arms against her sides as her blouse was forced open. She twisted round as Mister Tall tied the ropes off behind her back, and then looked at Mister Small as he came back in.

“All quiet?”

“Indeed – what can I do?”

“Start securing Sharon,” Mister Tall said as his partner took more rope from the bag, and then walked behind Sharon, saying “lean forward and put your hands behind your back” as Mister Tall stood behind the second girl. She was seventeen, with long darker hair than the other two young women, and wearing a white jumper and faded jeans, hers tucked into a pair of knee length burgundy red leather slouch boots.

“What’s your name?”

“Betty…”

“All right Betty – put your hands behind your back,” Mister Tall said as Billy watched Mister Small wrapping the ropes round her mother’s arms and body. “Does it hurt,” she said quietly as the ropes were pulled tighter.

“Not really - are you all right?”

“I’m – not sure,” Billy said as Betty grunted, Sally saying “please, don’t hurt her….”

“The ropes have to be tight, or she may hurt herself,” mister Tall said as Mister Small walked behind Sally and took her hands down behind her back as well. She bit her lower lip as she felt the rope on her wrists then looked at Betty as the ropes forced her daughter’s arms against her sides.

“Are you all right?”

“I think so, Mum,” Betty said quietly, “I’m not as scared as I was – they haven’t hurt us so far, have they?”

“No – no they haven’t” Sally said quietly as the ropes were pulled tighter and tied off, while Mister Tall walked behind the third girl. She was eighteen, and wore a white blouse and dark blue jeans tucked into knee length burgundy leather boots.

“And you are?”

“Bronny…”

Mister Tall and Mister Small exchanged a glance before they took Suzanne and Bronny’s wrists behind their backs and started to secure them together.

“So what happens when you have done this,” Sharon said as she looked over.

“Well, I think I will take you and your daughter on a walk round the house,” Mister Tall said quietly as he wrapped the rope round Bronny’s arms and chest, “while Mister Small ensures your sisters and their daughters cannot raise the alarm until someone finds you all.”

The six of them looked at each other as Mister Small collected four more lengths of rope and knelt down, crossing and binding Suzanne’s ankles tightly together and then doing the same to Sally as their daughters watched.

“Will you please come with me,” Mister Tall said as he helped Sharon to stand up, Billy looking at the other two younger women and saying “good luck,” before they were walked out of the room, Betty and Bronny looking at each other as Mister Small secured their legs of their mothers together below their knees.

“Now then,” he said as he looked at the four bound captives, “I think we need to make sure all four of you are secured and silenced.” He took two cushions from the second couch and placed them on the floor, before he helped Bronny to lie face down, her head on one of the cushions. He then helped Suzanne to jump over and lie down as he said “Betty, kindly sit next to your mother.”

As Betty sat down, he helped Suzanne to lie on her stomach, then she watched as he took ropes and secured Billy’s ankles and legs together. He then pulled the younger woman’s ankles back and secured them to her chest ropes, before doing the same thing to her mother.

“I… don’t think we are going anywhere,” Bronny said as she tried to move.

“No, I think we’re stuck here,” Suzanne said quietly as she wriggled round as well, while Mister Small knelt in front of Betty and used the ropes to force her ankles together….




“Thank you for helping in your room,” Mister Tall said as he escorted Sharon and Billy into the master bedroom.

“I had a choice,” Billy said as she sat on the bed, Sharon sitting next to her and watching as the masked robber knelt on the floor and crossed her daughter’s ankles before he secured them tightly together with the rope.

“So Betty is going to stay in this room?”

“As are you,” Mister Tall said as he pulled the ropes between her daughter’s legs and tied the ends off, and then secured her legs together below her knees as well. Standing up, he watched Billy as she tried to move her legs, and then said “now, where do you keep your valuables, Sharon?”

“In the wardrobe…”



“There,” Mister Small said as he passed the rope round Sally’s legs, forcing then against her chest and then tying the ropes off. She was sat back-to-back with Betty on the couch, the soles of their boots flat on the seat cushions as they looked at Suzanne and Bronny on the floor. They legs were bent and the two women were effectively ball tied back-to-back, feeling each other’s hands with their fingers as he stood back and checked the hogtie ropes on the others.

He then walked over to the bag and removed four white silk squares, folding them into pads as he said “now I tis time to be quiet – please open your mouths as wide as you can. It will be a little uncomfortable to begin with, but it will soon settle.”

Bronny and Suzanne looked at each other and then tasted the clean silk on their tongues as the cloths were pushed gently in, then heard a soft peeling sound before grey tape was wound tightly round their heads, keeping the stuffing in place before Mister Small walked over to the other two captives.

“Well be together, all right Betty?”

“All right Mum – whllbhfhghfhr” the younger woman mumbled as the cloth was pushed in, Sally nodding as she was gagged in the same way as the others, the tape going round her head and then round her daughter’s, before he left the room for a few minutes. Bronny and Suzanne began to struggle on the floor, Sally and Betty remaining very still…




“Thank you, Sharon,” Mister Tall said as he tipped the last jewellery tray into the velvet bag. He then put the bag down and came over to the bed, helping Sharon to lie on her side as she looked at her daughter.

“Are you all right Billy?”

“Ghshshsh,” Billy mumbled through the pair of panties that had been pushed into her mouth and the knotted white scarf that was pulled between her lips and tied round her mouth. Her ankles had been pulled back and secured to her chest ropes, her es wide as she watched Mister Tall doing the same thing to her mother.

“The others?”

“Mister Small will have ensured they remain secure and comfortably quiet,” Mister Tall said as he tied the rope holding her ankles to her chest ropes, and then folded a second pair of her panties, pushing them into her mouth before he rolled up a second white scarf, tied a knot in the middle, and then pushed that between Sharon’s lips and tied the band tightly round her head.

“Shwhwhhfthwhhtfhrdhd?”

Billy slowly nodded as her mother shuffled across the bed and kissed her daughter on the forehead, Mister Tall smiling as he said “Please, allow me to say goodbye – and offer the fervent hope we never meet again.” Sharon watched as he left the room, closing the door as Billy looked at her mother.

Walking down the stairs, he looked in the front room and saw Sally and Betty back-to-back on the couch, and Suzanne and Bronny lying hogtied on the floor.

“Are we secure?”

“We are Mister Tall, and I have taken what we need from downstairs.”

“Excellent,” Mister Tall said as he placed the velvet sack in the larger bag, and the picked it up. “The Gentlemen Robbers bid you all adieu ladies – may we never meet again?”

“Whrhrhth?”

“Upstairs – they will stay there until we arrange for you to be discovered,” Mister Tall said, Mister Small nodding as they both bowed, and left the room, closing the door as they looked at each other, and then started to try and get free…
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Great story, lots of women tied up in boots
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Incredible story...
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Post by MildManneredBondager »

Pretty long story, but very engaging. I was thinking it should have been broken up more, but I'm not sure exactly where.

It's a great tale!
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