The Binding of Kate & Dan (F/FM) (Complete 12/6/2024)
Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2022 3:51 am
Hey Everyone!
The following is a story I wrote with an idea inspired by a request from @TripleZero. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. My heart tells me that this is only the first part of an ongoing adventure with Kate and Dan but I thought I would just get this first part out there for now and see how it lands. If I do write second part, there will no doubt be revisions to the first since I feel there are certain parts that may need to be fleshed out, and will edit those when the time comes.
Cheers!
It was 8 pm when Dan got home from the gym, a thorough upper body workout followed by a quick dip in the pool and a hot shower. He lived on the top floor of a four unit apartment building with a courtyard and a bit of backyard space. It was a nice area, near the subway station and not far from downtown. He’d been here for a few years but never got to know his neighbors. He was never really interested in getting to know them anyway, his downstairs neighbors consisted of a grumpy retired woman and a divorced dad who was never home; not exactly the kind of people that a young man would be eager to get to know. His neighbor across the hall however, was a different story. Her name was Kate and Dan was smitten with her. It had only been only a couple months since she moved in and they often crossed each other in the hallway, trading shy smiles and exchanging short greetings. They also had a tendency to catch each other in the laundry room as well, rushing to do a load of late night laundry as young people wont to do, playfully blaming each other for not having clean clothes the next day. She had brown hair worn in a short bob and matching oval eyes above prominent cheekbones. Dan loved her smile, sweet and mischievous at the same time. She was smaller than Dan by a foot and a half, with perky breasts and curvy hips. Dan knew they were close in age, mid twenties for sure. He thought better than to ask a woman how old she was. Dan himself was 26, 5’11 with wide shoulders and an athletic build. He had short dark hair with faded sides, an angular face and light blue eyes. The kind of person who didn’t realize they we’re handsome until someone randomly told them so.
Dan made his way upstairs to his front door and heard music coming from Kate’s apartment, it wasn’t loud enough to bother him, only just loud enough for him to hear. A Friday night tradition of hers. This was about as bothersome as she was as a next door neighbor. That is to say, not that bothersome at all. Dan could still make out the lyrics past the door, in beat with some electric piano, indicative of some kind of dance remix, the lyrics repeating;
"I, I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Dark doom honey, I follow you..."
Dan imagined her inside her apartment, dancing in the kitchen and using a spoon like a karaoke mic, the way free spirited girls did in romantic comedies. He shook the dumb thought from his head as he unlocked his front door and made his way inside. The music cut off as he shut the door behind him. He dropped his gym bag in his room and promptly made himself something to eat. He sat in his living room, eating dinner next to his open laptop. His phone buzzed to life, it was his friend Will.
“Did you ask her out yet??†the text message read.
“Nope...not yet...†Dan responded.
“Dude, it’s clear she likes you just ask her to come over and watch a movie, she’s across the hall for God’s sake!â€
“Yea, you’re right.â€
“and take it from there, if she enjoyed herself, then she’ll do it again and then...who knows?â€
Dan sat and thought about it for a moment before taking his empty dinner plate to the kitchen. He began doing his dishes when decided that the moment was now. He was going to walk across the hallway and finally ask her. He placed his plate in the drying rack and toweled off his hands. When he walked out of his apartment, he was immediately met with something odd; Kate’s front door was open. Not wide open, just open by a bit. That and her music was turned off. Dan peered in and could see that something had fallen on the floor inside the apartment, a potted plant that had tipped over and scattered dirt at the end of the entryway. He walked over to the door and heard curious hushed noises from inside. Dan pushed open the door with a slow creak.
“Hey Kate, your door was open...are...are you okay?†Dan called into the apartment as he closed the door behind him. “It’s Dan. I’m coming in...just...letting you know...†Dan continued inside and turned into the living room. Dan was met by two women standing there. One of them was dressed in all black with a knit ski mask over her face. She had a black duffel slung over her back and her right hand held a gun pointed directly at Daniel. She had Kate against her chest with a black gloved hand clasped tightly over her mouth. Kate huffed and mumbled something through the tight handgag when she saw Daniel, which made her captor press her more closely against her chest.
“Hiya Dan,†the masked woman said in a lighthearted tone, pointing the gun a few meters from Daniel’s chest.
“Holy shit,†Dan said reflexively, swallowing some spit and putting his hands up.
“Did you close the door behind you?†the masked woman asked flatly.
“Uh….yea….It’s closed.†he said as his heart rate rose.
“Good. Don’t make a run for it or I’ll shoot, and if I don’t hit you, I’ll shoot her, understand?â€
“Yea. I understand,†he said as he looked to Kate. She stared back at him, terrified, her cheeks bulging out over the gloved hand that squeezed her jaw. She kept her arms dangling at her sides as the woman held her close.
“Mmmmphhh!†Kate said from underneath the tight hand as the woman ignored her.
“Come over here and get on your knees with your back to me, no funny business. I’m not fucking around,†with that Dan walked over and got on his knees. The living room table had been pushed over and was flush with the couch. He got down with his back towards her. He heard a yelp as Kate was forced down to her knees next to him. The burglar moved in front of the pair with her gun still out, between them and the entryway. “Scream and I’ll shoot. Move without my say and I’ll shoot. Do you understand?†Dan and Kate nodded, sweat building up on their brows as they stared up at the woman in black, breath quickening in the chests. She stood before them with an open duffel bag and placed it a few feet away from them. “Wallets, keys and phones, in the bag, now.†Dan did as he was told and tossed his stuff in the bag gingerly. Kate tossed in her phone as well.
“My keys and wallet are on the shelf, over there,†Kate said motioning to the bookshelf in the living room. The woman snatched up the bag and grabbed her wallet and keys from the shelf, quickly stuffing them inside the bag, keeping the couple in view as she did so.
“Good. Now then, does anyone know you two are here? Do I have to worry about anyone else walking through that door?†she said lowering the gun to her side.
Kate and Dan exchanged looks, shaking their heads . Kneeling with their hands behind their heads.
“We both live alone…I think. Nobody else is coming over,†Kate said softly looking at the ground.
“Yea, I’m not expecting anyone,†Dan said looking up at her. The woman then put a hand into the bag and Dan heard metallic clinking as she tossed two pairs of handcuffs on the ground before them. Dan was taken aback by what she demanded next...
“Take off your clothes, both of you,†she said coldly, gun at her side.
“What!? Why??†Kate said looking up at her with her mouth wide in an expression of utter disbelief. The burglar knelt down and spoke softly...only to her, raising the pistol to emphasize her point.
“Because I’m the bitch with the gun, that’s why. Down to your bra and panties, now.†This prompted Kate to begin taking off her top. The woman in black turned to Dan, “You too, neighbor boy.†The pair began taking off their shirts, then unbuttoning their jeans. “Don’t try and get up,†the woman warned them, “keep your butts on the floor.†Kate and Dan sat as they took off their pants and tossed their clothes at their captor’s feet. They resumed their original position, on their knees with their hands behind their heads. Kate and Dan kept their eyes down, trying not to look at each other’s half-nakedness. However palpable their discomfort, it quickly gave way to curiosity and they snuck a peak at each other’s underwear. Kate had on a beige B cup bra with thin spaghetti straps and a wide bottom band, like a cross between crop top and a sports bra. Dan watched as droplets of sweat made their way down her chest and began soaking into the fabric between her breasts. Her panties however, were far more modest than Dan imagined in his most intimate thoughts. White hipsters with black dots and a wide waistband with full coverage on the back. Dan tracked more droplets of sweat as they made their way down her back, curving until they met the waistband above her ass. If modesty was the theme of tonight’s underwear choice, Dan clearly didn’t get the memo. He was wearing a pair of black low-rise briefs with a white waistband. With the Nike word and logo printed on the waist. The woman leaned back and admired her captive’s underwear choice, “Adorable.†she said. “You two clearly didn’t coordinate. I think she has more fabric on her ass than you do Dan...not that I’m complaining.†Dan blushed at the comment and looked up at the masked intruder. Dan could see smiling lips peaking through the hole, just below a pair of wicked eyes. She turned to Kate and said “I know for a fact you weren’t planning on clubbing tonight, those are definitely some staying home underwear.†Kate leered back as she continued. “But I can’t knock a girl for prioritizing comfort over style.â€
“Are you done?†Kate responded angrily, ignoring her previous threats. The longer they spent with this woman, the more and more it became clear that she was having too much fun ordering them around.
“No, actually. It’s time for the real fun to begin,†she said as she motioned to Dan with her gun. “Cuff him, hands behind his back.†Kate had forgotten about the pairs of metallic cuffs the woman had thrown to the ground just before ordering them to strip. Kate’s defiant look faded quickly as she reached and grabbed one of the two pairs. Dan complied and placed his hands behind his back as Kate moved behind to cuff him. “Put them on tight, if they’re loose, you’ll regret it.†With that remark, Kate pressed down on the cuffs, clinking them more tightly on Dan’s wrists, he winced in pain as she did so.
“Sorry.†she said whispering behind his back.
“Now his ankles, same thing.†Kate leaned forward on all fours and grabbed the second pair from the floor and began fastening them on Dan’s ankles. After that was done she resumed her place next to him. “Your turn now, turn around.†she did as she was told, facing Dan as the woman dropped her duffel bag and knelt behind Kate, placing the gun on the floor next to them. Dan watched as their captor pulled out bunches of rope and placed them on the floor next to her. They were white and wound neatly around themselves in tight little bundles. The way at which the woman placed them gingerly on the floor reminded Dan of the way a nurse would prepare instruments for a surgery; with great care and intent. The woman pulled Kate’s arms behind her back, as the two of them faced each other and Dan looked on with morbid fascination.
Kate had instinctively pressed her wrists together when her hands were brought behind her back, a mistake which elicited a sound of disapproval from the woman. She made a tsk-tsk sound and re-positioned her wrists three inches apart. Clasping Kate’s wrists as if to say, like this, you want them here. It gave Dan the feeling of watching a trainer correcting an athlete’s form in real time, just with more attitude and disapproval. A coach putting a young competitor through the wringer. And Kate, being the kind and complaisant girl that she was, indulged her at every step.
She’s showing her how to be properly tied…
The woman got to work and started by looping twin lines loosely around Kate’s static wrists. The she passed them through the loop and turned back, making an anchor point. Then wrapping it around the rope and constricting the empty space between her hands. The result was a tie that was restricting without sacrificing the circulation in her wrists.
When she was done she tugged confidently at the girl's bonds. Satisfied, she began to loop the rope around Kate’s elbows, repeating the tie. “I hope you’re into yoga Kate,†the woman said as another length of white rope slinked backwards across the floor, used-up by the woman’s deft hands. “Otherwise, this might be a little uncomfortable,†she said as she expertly bound Kate’s elbows behind her back. The tight spirals between her elbows reminded Dan of how nooses were tied, with their repeating coils above the open loop. The more she bound Kate, the more the young captive looked to Dan for some kind of support. The young man looked back at her, mouthing, Its going to be OK and nodded. She nodded back, tight lipped and terrified. With her elbows secured, the woman began looping rope around Kate’s waist and connected it to her wrists, making it so her hands were fixed to her lower back. Her fingers dangling past the waistband of her panties.
“Why are you putting so much work into this?†Kate asked, trying to look behind her at the woman as she finished fastening her wrists. A valid question, Dan thought. After all, the one thing he thought burglars wanted to do was get out as fast as possible, not stick around to play tie up games. This comment prompted the woman to suddenly grab the hair at the back of Kate’s head. The girl yelped in response. The woman anticipated this however, and quickly pressed a gloved hand to Kate’s mouth, stifling it before it made much noise at all. Kate’s head was held back with her neck straight, the woman’s head leaning closely against her neck.
This isn’t a game. Dan thought as he watched the woman get in closer to her face. She takes this more seriously. This is a sport.
“Maybe I like this,†the woman whispered with one hand still over Kate’s mouth, as the other appeared below the girl’s breasts. “Maybe this…†she said as the hand crept past her bellybutton and towards the waistband of her underwear, “...is my favourite part.†The hand was now over Kate’s panties, rubbing between the her legs passionately with up and down strokes. Kate groaned uncomfortably into the glove as her eyes widened in embarrassment, the stretchy cotton of her underwear moving under the woman's forceful fingers. Kate struggled as best she could as it was happening, but the woman was stronger than she looked. Without her arms she was unable to push, punch or scratch her away, she could do nothing but let it happen to her. It was half a minute before the woman stopped and pushed Kate unto her stomach, leaving her heaving on the floor. “Now shut the fuck up.†The woman then got to her feet, holding more bundles of rope in her hand and knelt behind Dan. She began to bind Dan in the same manner, wrist and elbows together and fixed hands to the waist.
“Don’t hurt her. Please,†Dan said with genuine concern as the woman finished with his elbows.
“You like her, don’t you?†the woman said over his shoulder as she finished the coil between his elbows. Dan didn’t answer, only stared ahead as she tightened his ropes. “Don’t worry, I have a feeling you two are going to be awfully close when this is over.†she said, looping the rope around Dan’s midsection. She didn’t grope Dan the same way she did Kate, but he did feel a gloved hand grope his backside over the cotton of his underwear a few times as she worked. When she was done binding him, he felt her kiss his shoulder and whisper into his ear, “That’s a good boy.†She got up and brought Kate unto her knees next to Dan.
The pair tested their matching bonds to see if there was any give, but as they tried it became abundantly clear that they were not going to escape from the ropes. Not only that, but with Dan’s ankles still cuffed, Kate couldn’t risk making a run for the door. It would just serve to piss off their captor and she was already way ahead in that regard.
The woman in black stood back to admire the handiwork done to her captives. “For what it’s worth, you two look damn good tied up,†she said as she looked down on them with the gun now back in her hand. Dan, with his solid chest and thick arms. Kate, with her soft, innocent but fit features. “It’s missing something though…†and with that she walked into Kate’s bedroom and began riffling through something next to the bedroom door. Now that she was out of view, the two tested their ropes with reckless abandon, grunting as they did so. It didn’t take her long to find what she was looking for and she walked back out with some kind of fabric in her hand. She made her way behind them again and unraveled a pair of panties in front of Kate’s face. They were French Cut and light pink, with horizontal stripes of white, purple and blue. “I tried to find a pair with less fabric, you know, like a thong or something...but I guess the more stuffing the better.†Kate’s jaw dropped as she saw the underwear dangling in front of her, shaking her head in disgust.
“Fuck no!†she said twisting in her bonds, watching her captor as she bundled up the panties into a compact ball.
“Open up, sweetie,†the woman said as she pinched Kate’s nose to encourage her cooperation. Kate eventually relented and the woman began and stuffing her mouth with the underwear. Kate groaned uncomfortably as her tongue was pressed down and her mouth was packed. When she was done, the bundled pair was firmly jammed inside her mouth and not an inch of fabric was left dangling past her lips. The woman leaned over her shoulder, “If you spit those out, I’ll go and get you another pair to pack in there, understand?†Kate nodded slowly, looking off in front of her with a thousand-yard stare, mouth packed with her own dirty underwear. “Tell me you understand,†the woman said with her face close to Kate’s as the girl continued to look ahead of her, in profile. The girl’s head sagged again and she began to breath quickly for a moment, as if psyching herself up.
“Uh...uh….uhnpphhphhhg,†the girl tried to say past the packing in her mouth. It was a humiliating display and Dan’s heart went out to her but he remained quiet, and felt all the worse for it. The woman responded by petting Kate on the head with strange tenderness as Kate dipped her head and cried.
“That’s a good girl,†she said, in a soft tone. Then she moved over behind Daniel, who looked over and met Kate’s eyes. She was no longer wearing a look of shocked disbelief at what was happening but rather a look of empathetic tearful distress. An expression that seemed to say (regardless of the panties in her mouth) at least we’re in this together, right? With Dan distracted, the woman took the opportunity to begin stuffing his mouth from behind with more of Kate’s underwear. These were a blue-gray pair, the pattern of which Dan couldn’t quite make out. His best guess were either grey flowers or fading snowflakes. It was hard to tell since Dan was focusing on how much fabric was currently being packed into his mouth.
Definitely not a thong, Dan thought as she continued pushing the panties past his teeth while he made grunting noises of discomfort. With his mouth packed tightly, Dan began to test the efficacy of the stuffing as the duo began uttering desperate muffled sounds at one other. Like short and stifled animal calls. Their captor ignored them and reached out to pull her duffel bag closer to her. The duo watched as she removed a roll of duct tape from inside and found the edge where she tore it last. She stood behind Dan and began to carefully wrap it around his head, doing so without any slack. Kate watched on in horror as the woman playfully counted the revolutions. Dan held his head motionless, looking over to see Kate shaking her head slowly and making incoherent muffled noises. Her lips struggling to form words around the balled up underwear. The pattern of which looked like some kind of abstract painting, a bundle of colored lines folding in and over themselves. Regardless of the sounds she was making, Kate was careful not to let the underwear fall out of her mouth, held there by the threat of a more terrible gag. The duct tape ceased on the fourth go around and Dan was left with gray tape covering most of his lower face. He was breathing through his nose far more audibly now, careful not to choke on Kate’s used underwear. He moved his head and neck about, like a dog trying to get out of a neck cone.
“Mphhh…†Dan uttered through his gag, which was far more efficient than the packing alone. The woman moved over to Kate, who looked up at her, eyes begging for clemency. The woman didn’t hesitate and began wrapping Kate’s head in the same manner. Kate didn’t put up a fight, and surrendered to the will of her captor. When she was done, Kate was properly gagged with her cheeks bulging out from the edges of the tape. It gave her a more desperate look, despite her remaining relatively calm through the duct tape ordeal. The woman in black then grabbed Kate’s ankles and brought them together, wrapping them in rope and attaching it to the coils between her wrists and her back. She placed Kate on the floor so that she was resting on her stomach and tightened the hogtie so she couldn’t extend her legs. When it became obvious to Kate that the woman was finished with her bondage, she struggled on the floor, wiggling back and forth like a desperate worm. All the while calling out through her gag. The woman in black didn’t move to discipline or threaten her, this was after all, what people in bondage did; try and get out. She merely watched the young woman as she began to do the same with Dan. With her captives properly bundled, the woman got up and made her way into the kitchen to get herself a glass of water. Dan and Kate were now hogtied on the living room floor a few feet away from each other, staring at one another in their mirrored predicament. Their situation had reached it logical conclusion and they now found themselves fully bound and gagged.
They heard her singing from the kitchen...
"I, I follow...
I follow you.
Deep sea baby...
I follow you."
When she came back into the room holding a half empty glass, she found the young captives struggling in their bonds and making futile muffled noises through their gags. When they saw her, they stopped and stared back, waiting for the next shoe to drop. “Oh don’t mind me,†she said as she took a seat in comfy armchair a few feet away from them. “I’m just thinking of what we should do next…â€
This sent the couple into a frenzy and they resumed their half naked struggles, tugging at at their ropes as best they could and calling out through their panty-stuffed mouths to non-existent rescuers. The woman in black watched on as she sipped her water. Watched Daniel flex and Kate strain, confident that nobody would hear them or come to their aid.
It would only be a matter of time before she grew bored. Before she left them to be discovered by the retired woman downstairs or thought of a ploy in which they could inevitably free themselves. She had a few fun ideas. But for now she had all the time in the world. All the time to take pleasure in her bound little bundles.
The woman thought they would stop struggling when they looked up to see her with her hand down her pants, staring at them as she pleasured herself. She waited for them to meet her eyes, to see what she was doing and freeze like a pair of deer in the headlights. They did notice her...eventually. Only they didn’t stop their struggling or ceased calling out through their gags. They met her eyes and continued to wiggle, now fully aware that the woman in black wasn’t here to steal jewels, electronics or cash. The woman in black had already gotten what she was after and there was only one question they needed to worry about.
What was next?
The following is a story I wrote with an idea inspired by a request from @TripleZero. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. My heart tells me that this is only the first part of an ongoing adventure with Kate and Dan but I thought I would just get this first part out there for now and see how it lands. If I do write second part, there will no doubt be revisions to the first since I feel there are certain parts that may need to be fleshed out, and will edit those when the time comes.
Cheers!
The Binding of Kate & Dan: Part 1
It was 8 pm when Dan got home from the gym, a thorough upper body workout followed by a quick dip in the pool and a hot shower. He lived on the top floor of a four unit apartment building with a courtyard and a bit of backyard space. It was a nice area, near the subway station and not far from downtown. He’d been here for a few years but never got to know his neighbors. He was never really interested in getting to know them anyway, his downstairs neighbors consisted of a grumpy retired woman and a divorced dad who was never home; not exactly the kind of people that a young man would be eager to get to know. His neighbor across the hall however, was a different story. Her name was Kate and Dan was smitten with her. It had only been only a couple months since she moved in and they often crossed each other in the hallway, trading shy smiles and exchanging short greetings. They also had a tendency to catch each other in the laundry room as well, rushing to do a load of late night laundry as young people wont to do, playfully blaming each other for not having clean clothes the next day. She had brown hair worn in a short bob and matching oval eyes above prominent cheekbones. Dan loved her smile, sweet and mischievous at the same time. She was smaller than Dan by a foot and a half, with perky breasts and curvy hips. Dan knew they were close in age, mid twenties for sure. He thought better than to ask a woman how old she was. Dan himself was 26, 5’11 with wide shoulders and an athletic build. He had short dark hair with faded sides, an angular face and light blue eyes. The kind of person who didn’t realize they we’re handsome until someone randomly told them so.
Dan made his way upstairs to his front door and heard music coming from Kate’s apartment, it wasn’t loud enough to bother him, only just loud enough for him to hear. A Friday night tradition of hers. This was about as bothersome as she was as a next door neighbor. That is to say, not that bothersome at all. Dan could still make out the lyrics past the door, in beat with some electric piano, indicative of some kind of dance remix, the lyrics repeating;
"I, I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Dark doom honey, I follow you..."
Dan imagined her inside her apartment, dancing in the kitchen and using a spoon like a karaoke mic, the way free spirited girls did in romantic comedies. He shook the dumb thought from his head as he unlocked his front door and made his way inside. The music cut off as he shut the door behind him. He dropped his gym bag in his room and promptly made himself something to eat. He sat in his living room, eating dinner next to his open laptop. His phone buzzed to life, it was his friend Will.
“Did you ask her out yet??†the text message read.
“Nope...not yet...†Dan responded.
“Dude, it’s clear she likes you just ask her to come over and watch a movie, she’s across the hall for God’s sake!â€
“Yea, you’re right.â€
“and take it from there, if she enjoyed herself, then she’ll do it again and then...who knows?â€
Dan sat and thought about it for a moment before taking his empty dinner plate to the kitchen. He began doing his dishes when decided that the moment was now. He was going to walk across the hallway and finally ask her. He placed his plate in the drying rack and toweled off his hands. When he walked out of his apartment, he was immediately met with something odd; Kate’s front door was open. Not wide open, just open by a bit. That and her music was turned off. Dan peered in and could see that something had fallen on the floor inside the apartment, a potted plant that had tipped over and scattered dirt at the end of the entryway. He walked over to the door and heard curious hushed noises from inside. Dan pushed open the door with a slow creak.
“Hey Kate, your door was open...are...are you okay?†Dan called into the apartment as he closed the door behind him. “It’s Dan. I’m coming in...just...letting you know...†Dan continued inside and turned into the living room. Dan was met by two women standing there. One of them was dressed in all black with a knit ski mask over her face. She had a black duffel slung over her back and her right hand held a gun pointed directly at Daniel. She had Kate against her chest with a black gloved hand clasped tightly over her mouth. Kate huffed and mumbled something through the tight handgag when she saw Daniel, which made her captor press her more closely against her chest.
“Hiya Dan,†the masked woman said in a lighthearted tone, pointing the gun a few meters from Daniel’s chest.
“Holy shit,†Dan said reflexively, swallowing some spit and putting his hands up.
“Did you close the door behind you?†the masked woman asked flatly.
“Uh….yea….It’s closed.†he said as his heart rate rose.
“Good. Don’t make a run for it or I’ll shoot, and if I don’t hit you, I’ll shoot her, understand?â€
“Yea. I understand,†he said as he looked to Kate. She stared back at him, terrified, her cheeks bulging out over the gloved hand that squeezed her jaw. She kept her arms dangling at her sides as the woman held her close.
“Mmmmphhh!†Kate said from underneath the tight hand as the woman ignored her.
“Come over here and get on your knees with your back to me, no funny business. I’m not fucking around,†with that Dan walked over and got on his knees. The living room table had been pushed over and was flush with the couch. He got down with his back towards her. He heard a yelp as Kate was forced down to her knees next to him. The burglar moved in front of the pair with her gun still out, between them and the entryway. “Scream and I’ll shoot. Move without my say and I’ll shoot. Do you understand?†Dan and Kate nodded, sweat building up on their brows as they stared up at the woman in black, breath quickening in the chests. She stood before them with an open duffel bag and placed it a few feet away from them. “Wallets, keys and phones, in the bag, now.†Dan did as he was told and tossed his stuff in the bag gingerly. Kate tossed in her phone as well.
“My keys and wallet are on the shelf, over there,†Kate said motioning to the bookshelf in the living room. The woman snatched up the bag and grabbed her wallet and keys from the shelf, quickly stuffing them inside the bag, keeping the couple in view as she did so.
“Good. Now then, does anyone know you two are here? Do I have to worry about anyone else walking through that door?†she said lowering the gun to her side.
Kate and Dan exchanged looks, shaking their heads . Kneeling with their hands behind their heads.
“We both live alone…I think. Nobody else is coming over,†Kate said softly looking at the ground.
“Yea, I’m not expecting anyone,†Dan said looking up at her. The woman then put a hand into the bag and Dan heard metallic clinking as she tossed two pairs of handcuffs on the ground before them. Dan was taken aback by what she demanded next...
“Take off your clothes, both of you,†she said coldly, gun at her side.
“What!? Why??†Kate said looking up at her with her mouth wide in an expression of utter disbelief. The burglar knelt down and spoke softly...only to her, raising the pistol to emphasize her point.
“Because I’m the bitch with the gun, that’s why. Down to your bra and panties, now.†This prompted Kate to begin taking off her top. The woman in black turned to Dan, “You too, neighbor boy.†The pair began taking off their shirts, then unbuttoning their jeans. “Don’t try and get up,†the woman warned them, “keep your butts on the floor.†Kate and Dan sat as they took off their pants and tossed their clothes at their captor’s feet. They resumed their original position, on their knees with their hands behind their heads. Kate and Dan kept their eyes down, trying not to look at each other’s half-nakedness. However palpable their discomfort, it quickly gave way to curiosity and they snuck a peak at each other’s underwear. Kate had on a beige B cup bra with thin spaghetti straps and a wide bottom band, like a cross between crop top and a sports bra. Dan watched as droplets of sweat made their way down her chest and began soaking into the fabric between her breasts. Her panties however, were far more modest than Dan imagined in his most intimate thoughts. White hipsters with black dots and a wide waistband with full coverage on the back. Dan tracked more droplets of sweat as they made their way down her back, curving until they met the waistband above her ass. If modesty was the theme of tonight’s underwear choice, Dan clearly didn’t get the memo. He was wearing a pair of black low-rise briefs with a white waistband. With the Nike word and logo printed on the waist. The woman leaned back and admired her captive’s underwear choice, “Adorable.†she said. “You two clearly didn’t coordinate. I think she has more fabric on her ass than you do Dan...not that I’m complaining.†Dan blushed at the comment and looked up at the masked intruder. Dan could see smiling lips peaking through the hole, just below a pair of wicked eyes. She turned to Kate and said “I know for a fact you weren’t planning on clubbing tonight, those are definitely some staying home underwear.†Kate leered back as she continued. “But I can’t knock a girl for prioritizing comfort over style.â€
“Are you done?†Kate responded angrily, ignoring her previous threats. The longer they spent with this woman, the more and more it became clear that she was having too much fun ordering them around.
“No, actually. It’s time for the real fun to begin,†she said as she motioned to Dan with her gun. “Cuff him, hands behind his back.†Kate had forgotten about the pairs of metallic cuffs the woman had thrown to the ground just before ordering them to strip. Kate’s defiant look faded quickly as she reached and grabbed one of the two pairs. Dan complied and placed his hands behind his back as Kate moved behind to cuff him. “Put them on tight, if they’re loose, you’ll regret it.†With that remark, Kate pressed down on the cuffs, clinking them more tightly on Dan’s wrists, he winced in pain as she did so.
“Sorry.†she said whispering behind his back.
“Now his ankles, same thing.†Kate leaned forward on all fours and grabbed the second pair from the floor and began fastening them on Dan’s ankles. After that was done she resumed her place next to him. “Your turn now, turn around.†she did as she was told, facing Dan as the woman dropped her duffel bag and knelt behind Kate, placing the gun on the floor next to them. Dan watched as their captor pulled out bunches of rope and placed them on the floor next to her. They were white and wound neatly around themselves in tight little bundles. The way at which the woman placed them gingerly on the floor reminded Dan of the way a nurse would prepare instruments for a surgery; with great care and intent. The woman pulled Kate’s arms behind her back, as the two of them faced each other and Dan looked on with morbid fascination.
Kate had instinctively pressed her wrists together when her hands were brought behind her back, a mistake which elicited a sound of disapproval from the woman. She made a tsk-tsk sound and re-positioned her wrists three inches apart. Clasping Kate’s wrists as if to say, like this, you want them here. It gave Dan the feeling of watching a trainer correcting an athlete’s form in real time, just with more attitude and disapproval. A coach putting a young competitor through the wringer. And Kate, being the kind and complaisant girl that she was, indulged her at every step.
She’s showing her how to be properly tied…
The woman got to work and started by looping twin lines loosely around Kate’s static wrists. The she passed them through the loop and turned back, making an anchor point. Then wrapping it around the rope and constricting the empty space between her hands. The result was a tie that was restricting without sacrificing the circulation in her wrists.
When she was done she tugged confidently at the girl's bonds. Satisfied, she began to loop the rope around Kate’s elbows, repeating the tie. “I hope you’re into yoga Kate,†the woman said as another length of white rope slinked backwards across the floor, used-up by the woman’s deft hands. “Otherwise, this might be a little uncomfortable,†she said as she expertly bound Kate’s elbows behind her back. The tight spirals between her elbows reminded Dan of how nooses were tied, with their repeating coils above the open loop. The more she bound Kate, the more the young captive looked to Dan for some kind of support. The young man looked back at her, mouthing, Its going to be OK and nodded. She nodded back, tight lipped and terrified. With her elbows secured, the woman began looping rope around Kate’s waist and connected it to her wrists, making it so her hands were fixed to her lower back. Her fingers dangling past the waistband of her panties.
“Why are you putting so much work into this?†Kate asked, trying to look behind her at the woman as she finished fastening her wrists. A valid question, Dan thought. After all, the one thing he thought burglars wanted to do was get out as fast as possible, not stick around to play tie up games. This comment prompted the woman to suddenly grab the hair at the back of Kate’s head. The girl yelped in response. The woman anticipated this however, and quickly pressed a gloved hand to Kate’s mouth, stifling it before it made much noise at all. Kate’s head was held back with her neck straight, the woman’s head leaning closely against her neck.
This isn’t a game. Dan thought as he watched the woman get in closer to her face. She takes this more seriously. This is a sport.
“Maybe I like this,†the woman whispered with one hand still over Kate’s mouth, as the other appeared below the girl’s breasts. “Maybe this…†she said as the hand crept past her bellybutton and towards the waistband of her underwear, “...is my favourite part.†The hand was now over Kate’s panties, rubbing between the her legs passionately with up and down strokes. Kate groaned uncomfortably into the glove as her eyes widened in embarrassment, the stretchy cotton of her underwear moving under the woman's forceful fingers. Kate struggled as best she could as it was happening, but the woman was stronger than she looked. Without her arms she was unable to push, punch or scratch her away, she could do nothing but let it happen to her. It was half a minute before the woman stopped and pushed Kate unto her stomach, leaving her heaving on the floor. “Now shut the fuck up.†The woman then got to her feet, holding more bundles of rope in her hand and knelt behind Dan. She began to bind Dan in the same manner, wrist and elbows together and fixed hands to the waist.
“Don’t hurt her. Please,†Dan said with genuine concern as the woman finished with his elbows.
“You like her, don’t you?†the woman said over his shoulder as she finished the coil between his elbows. Dan didn’t answer, only stared ahead as she tightened his ropes. “Don’t worry, I have a feeling you two are going to be awfully close when this is over.†she said, looping the rope around Dan’s midsection. She didn’t grope Dan the same way she did Kate, but he did feel a gloved hand grope his backside over the cotton of his underwear a few times as she worked. When she was done binding him, he felt her kiss his shoulder and whisper into his ear, “That’s a good boy.†She got up and brought Kate unto her knees next to Dan.
The pair tested their matching bonds to see if there was any give, but as they tried it became abundantly clear that they were not going to escape from the ropes. Not only that, but with Dan’s ankles still cuffed, Kate couldn’t risk making a run for the door. It would just serve to piss off their captor and she was already way ahead in that regard.
The woman in black stood back to admire the handiwork done to her captives. “For what it’s worth, you two look damn good tied up,†she said as she looked down on them with the gun now back in her hand. Dan, with his solid chest and thick arms. Kate, with her soft, innocent but fit features. “It’s missing something though…†and with that she walked into Kate’s bedroom and began riffling through something next to the bedroom door. Now that she was out of view, the two tested their ropes with reckless abandon, grunting as they did so. It didn’t take her long to find what she was looking for and she walked back out with some kind of fabric in her hand. She made her way behind them again and unraveled a pair of panties in front of Kate’s face. They were French Cut and light pink, with horizontal stripes of white, purple and blue. “I tried to find a pair with less fabric, you know, like a thong or something...but I guess the more stuffing the better.†Kate’s jaw dropped as she saw the underwear dangling in front of her, shaking her head in disgust.
“Fuck no!†she said twisting in her bonds, watching her captor as she bundled up the panties into a compact ball.
“Open up, sweetie,†the woman said as she pinched Kate’s nose to encourage her cooperation. Kate eventually relented and the woman began and stuffing her mouth with the underwear. Kate groaned uncomfortably as her tongue was pressed down and her mouth was packed. When she was done, the bundled pair was firmly jammed inside her mouth and not an inch of fabric was left dangling past her lips. The woman leaned over her shoulder, “If you spit those out, I’ll go and get you another pair to pack in there, understand?†Kate nodded slowly, looking off in front of her with a thousand-yard stare, mouth packed with her own dirty underwear. “Tell me you understand,†the woman said with her face close to Kate’s as the girl continued to look ahead of her, in profile. The girl’s head sagged again and she began to breath quickly for a moment, as if psyching herself up.
“Uh...uh….uhnpphhphhhg,†the girl tried to say past the packing in her mouth. It was a humiliating display and Dan’s heart went out to her but he remained quiet, and felt all the worse for it. The woman responded by petting Kate on the head with strange tenderness as Kate dipped her head and cried.
“That’s a good girl,†she said, in a soft tone. Then she moved over behind Daniel, who looked over and met Kate’s eyes. She was no longer wearing a look of shocked disbelief at what was happening but rather a look of empathetic tearful distress. An expression that seemed to say (regardless of the panties in her mouth) at least we’re in this together, right? With Dan distracted, the woman took the opportunity to begin stuffing his mouth from behind with more of Kate’s underwear. These were a blue-gray pair, the pattern of which Dan couldn’t quite make out. His best guess were either grey flowers or fading snowflakes. It was hard to tell since Dan was focusing on how much fabric was currently being packed into his mouth.
Definitely not a thong, Dan thought as she continued pushing the panties past his teeth while he made grunting noises of discomfort. With his mouth packed tightly, Dan began to test the efficacy of the stuffing as the duo began uttering desperate muffled sounds at one other. Like short and stifled animal calls. Their captor ignored them and reached out to pull her duffel bag closer to her. The duo watched as she removed a roll of duct tape from inside and found the edge where she tore it last. She stood behind Dan and began to carefully wrap it around his head, doing so without any slack. Kate watched on in horror as the woman playfully counted the revolutions. Dan held his head motionless, looking over to see Kate shaking her head slowly and making incoherent muffled noises. Her lips struggling to form words around the balled up underwear. The pattern of which looked like some kind of abstract painting, a bundle of colored lines folding in and over themselves. Regardless of the sounds she was making, Kate was careful not to let the underwear fall out of her mouth, held there by the threat of a more terrible gag. The duct tape ceased on the fourth go around and Dan was left with gray tape covering most of his lower face. He was breathing through his nose far more audibly now, careful not to choke on Kate’s used underwear. He moved his head and neck about, like a dog trying to get out of a neck cone.
“Mphhh…†Dan uttered through his gag, which was far more efficient than the packing alone. The woman moved over to Kate, who looked up at her, eyes begging for clemency. The woman didn’t hesitate and began wrapping Kate’s head in the same manner. Kate didn’t put up a fight, and surrendered to the will of her captor. When she was done, Kate was properly gagged with her cheeks bulging out from the edges of the tape. It gave her a more desperate look, despite her remaining relatively calm through the duct tape ordeal. The woman in black then grabbed Kate’s ankles and brought them together, wrapping them in rope and attaching it to the coils between her wrists and her back. She placed Kate on the floor so that she was resting on her stomach and tightened the hogtie so she couldn’t extend her legs. When it became obvious to Kate that the woman was finished with her bondage, she struggled on the floor, wiggling back and forth like a desperate worm. All the while calling out through her gag. The woman in black didn’t move to discipline or threaten her, this was after all, what people in bondage did; try and get out. She merely watched the young woman as she began to do the same with Dan. With her captives properly bundled, the woman got up and made her way into the kitchen to get herself a glass of water. Dan and Kate were now hogtied on the living room floor a few feet away from each other, staring at one another in their mirrored predicament. Their situation had reached it logical conclusion and they now found themselves fully bound and gagged.
They heard her singing from the kitchen...
"I, I follow...
I follow you.
Deep sea baby...
I follow you."
When she came back into the room holding a half empty glass, she found the young captives struggling in their bonds and making futile muffled noises through their gags. When they saw her, they stopped and stared back, waiting for the next shoe to drop. “Oh don’t mind me,†she said as she took a seat in comfy armchair a few feet away from them. “I’m just thinking of what we should do next…â€
This sent the couple into a frenzy and they resumed their half naked struggles, tugging at at their ropes as best they could and calling out through their panty-stuffed mouths to non-existent rescuers. The woman in black watched on as she sipped her water. Watched Daniel flex and Kate strain, confident that nobody would hear them or come to their aid.
It would only be a matter of time before she grew bored. Before she left them to be discovered by the retired woman downstairs or thought of a ploy in which they could inevitably free themselves. She had a few fun ideas. But for now she had all the time in the world. All the time to take pleasure in her bound little bundles.
The woman thought they would stop struggling when they looked up to see her with her hand down her pants, staring at them as she pleasured herself. She waited for them to meet her eyes, to see what she was doing and freeze like a pair of deer in the headlights. They did notice her...eventually. Only they didn’t stop their struggling or ceased calling out through their gags. They met her eyes and continued to wiggle, now fully aware that the woman in black wasn’t here to steal jewels, electronics or cash. The woman in black had already gotten what she was after and there was only one question they needed to worry about.
What was next?
Kinda still hope for a continuation, although it's been quite a while since it was posted...