House Party (F/F, M/FF)
Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 2:46 am
Jennifer threw clothes around as she searched through the dresser, littering the bedroom floor with them. “Where is it?” she muttered. Pulling out the last shirt in the drawer, she slammed it shut, realizing that what she was looking for wasn't here.
Turning back to the other occupant of the room, Jennifer sighed and approached her. “You said it was in the dresser hidden with your clothes, but I didn’t see it. You didn’t lie to me, did you?” she asked, sitting on the desk chair. Or rather, on Mary's lap as she sat on the desk chair.
“MMMMPH” Mary cried into the towel in her mouth, letting Jennifer know her discomfort with the situation.
Jennifer giggled a bit at how Mary wriggled underneath her, trying to get free from the chair. Her wrists had been tied tightly with torn strips of her bedsheets, roped down onto the armrests of her chair. As for her her upper arms, another towel currently wrapped around both around the backside of the chair, keeping her anchored onto the chair totally.
At her legs, her upper thighs were tied together, which thankfully for Mary kept her legs closed. Her ankles however had been separated, tied each to one of the back legs on wheels in the back of the chair, keeping her legs otherwise bent uncomfortably under the chair- and kept her even further secured to the chair. Mary wasn’t standing up any time soon.
Jennifer stayed on Mary’s lap for a bit longer, reaching over and playing with her hair. “I gotta admit, you look pretty good, especially in this outfit,” she smiled. Mary grunted angrily at the comment of her clothing.
The ‘outfit’ in question was, in truth, the opposite of an outfit- Jennifer had broken in to Mary’s apartment just as Mary had been showering. While the water had covered her entering, it had been shut off very soon afterwards. This meant Jennifer had to strike fast to keep Mary out of the way while she went through her stuff. Plus, there was the question of where she hid her money…
Mary had exited the bathroom with just a towel draped over her body, covering her most sensitive body parts- partially. Jennifer was stunned almost at her legs, but not quite stunned enough to not grab her from behind, clamping her hand over Mary’s mouth.
“Alright, how is this going down?” she whispered into Mary’s ear. Mary whimpered, as she struggled. After only a few seconds, her struggling slowed down, and soon she was standing still with Jennifer holding her tight and close. “Ah, a good girl I see. That’s nice,” Jennifer commented, leading Mary into her bedroom…
Mary stared at Jennifer, her eyes a mix of fear and shock. Jennifer reached down and began to gently rub Mary’s thigh, eliciting an adorable whimper from her mouth. “I’m not gonna ask again. You can still nod yes or no- did. You. Lie. To me?” she asked, squeezing with each word to emphasize her point. Mary shook her head quickly ‘no’, crying into the gag as tears began to form in her eyes. Sighing, Jennifer pulled the gag out of her mouth.
“I-I swear, i-it should have b-been right in there, I don’t know w-where…” Mary was practically bawling at this point, stumbling over her words after the gag came out. Jennifer wasn’t having any of it- she placed her hand firmly over her mouth for the second time that night.
“Shshshsh, quiet down, don’t go alerting the neighbors. I’m not gonna hurt you. If you’re being honest,” Jennifer added the last part more as a bluff than an actual threat- she was fine with robbery, and even a little restraining. But physical harm was beyond her. “Now then. If it wasn’t there, where else might your money stash be? Did you move it?” she asked.
Once Mary had calmed down enough, Jennifer removed her hand from the girl’s mouth. “Well, I guess… maybe in the desk itself?” she offered gesturing over to the brown desk the chair both girls sat on had been. “I may have placed it there after borrowing some more from it, for a rainy day trip I guess.”
Jennifer smiled. “See? It’s not hard to just cooperate,” she said. Grabbing the towel, she prepared to place it back in Mary’s mouth.
“No, please! You just said, I’m cooperating, I’ll- MMMPHH” Mary cried as the gag was reapplied, and then tightened even harder than before for good measure. Jennifer smiled at her craftsmanship at keeping the gag tightly between Mary’s lips, leaving her to chew on it while her house was ransacked. Leaning in, Jennifer kissed Mary on the cheek, taunting “thanks for being such a nice host,” before moving to the desk.
In truth, the whole flirting and groping act was just that- an act. Jennifer wasn’t interested in Mary at all in that way, or any woman for that matter. But she had found that as far as intimidation goes, it was a pretty reliable method. Whenever she had only one captive during a burglary, she would play it up to really keep them afraid. It kept them from misbehaving- which more importantly meant it kept them out of the way from interrupting her work. She’d leave a note under a neighbor’s door to see tomorrow, to come and free her.
As Jennifer shifted through the desk, Mary had been wriggling lightly to try and free herself. Any small wiggles she made simply cause the chair to wheel forwards and backwards a bit, thanks to the way she was tied to the chair. Soon, she was panting into the thick towel in her mouth, as even small exertions made breathing difficult. She was truly stuck.
A crash sound from the entryway caused both women to freeze in place. Mary instantly jumped to the call, letting off a chorus of muffled cries for help into her gag as the adrenaline replenished her strength. Jennifer was just as quick, grabbing Mary’s mouth once again to keep her quiet.
“What the Hell is that?” she demanded, struggling to keep her voice to a whisper. “That better have just been a cat, or…” she let the threat hang in the air as she left the room silently.
Mary took her chance alone to struggle harder than ever. She bounced and squirmed in her seat as she tried to get out. Sweat dripped from her exposed skin, absorbing into the towels and bedsheets keeping her tied down. She couldn’t make any calls anymore, the towel gagging her having dried her mouth up too much for any sounds. But she knew she had to get out, now.
Mary didn’t have a cat. Or a dog, or any pet. Whatever that sound was, it had to have been human caused.
Outside Mary’s bedroom, Jennifer stalked towards the entryway. She rounded the corner, ready to see what caused the sound, right into a gun pointed at her.
“Hey,” a masked man said to her. “Let’s step inside, alright?”
Turning back to the other occupant of the room, Jennifer sighed and approached her. “You said it was in the dresser hidden with your clothes, but I didn’t see it. You didn’t lie to me, did you?” she asked, sitting on the desk chair. Or rather, on Mary's lap as she sat on the desk chair.
“MMMMPH” Mary cried into the towel in her mouth, letting Jennifer know her discomfort with the situation.
Jennifer giggled a bit at how Mary wriggled underneath her, trying to get free from the chair. Her wrists had been tied tightly with torn strips of her bedsheets, roped down onto the armrests of her chair. As for her her upper arms, another towel currently wrapped around both around the backside of the chair, keeping her anchored onto the chair totally.
At her legs, her upper thighs were tied together, which thankfully for Mary kept her legs closed. Her ankles however had been separated, tied each to one of the back legs on wheels in the back of the chair, keeping her legs otherwise bent uncomfortably under the chair- and kept her even further secured to the chair. Mary wasn’t standing up any time soon.
Jennifer stayed on Mary’s lap for a bit longer, reaching over and playing with her hair. “I gotta admit, you look pretty good, especially in this outfit,” she smiled. Mary grunted angrily at the comment of her clothing.
The ‘outfit’ in question was, in truth, the opposite of an outfit- Jennifer had broken in to Mary’s apartment just as Mary had been showering. While the water had covered her entering, it had been shut off very soon afterwards. This meant Jennifer had to strike fast to keep Mary out of the way while she went through her stuff. Plus, there was the question of where she hid her money…
Mary had exited the bathroom with just a towel draped over her body, covering her most sensitive body parts- partially. Jennifer was stunned almost at her legs, but not quite stunned enough to not grab her from behind, clamping her hand over Mary’s mouth.
“Alright, how is this going down?” she whispered into Mary’s ear. Mary whimpered, as she struggled. After only a few seconds, her struggling slowed down, and soon she was standing still with Jennifer holding her tight and close. “Ah, a good girl I see. That’s nice,” Jennifer commented, leading Mary into her bedroom…
Mary stared at Jennifer, her eyes a mix of fear and shock. Jennifer reached down and began to gently rub Mary’s thigh, eliciting an adorable whimper from her mouth. “I’m not gonna ask again. You can still nod yes or no- did. You. Lie. To me?” she asked, squeezing with each word to emphasize her point. Mary shook her head quickly ‘no’, crying into the gag as tears began to form in her eyes. Sighing, Jennifer pulled the gag out of her mouth.
“I-I swear, i-it should have b-been right in there, I don’t know w-where…” Mary was practically bawling at this point, stumbling over her words after the gag came out. Jennifer wasn’t having any of it- she placed her hand firmly over her mouth for the second time that night.
“Shshshsh, quiet down, don’t go alerting the neighbors. I’m not gonna hurt you. If you’re being honest,” Jennifer added the last part more as a bluff than an actual threat- she was fine with robbery, and even a little restraining. But physical harm was beyond her. “Now then. If it wasn’t there, where else might your money stash be? Did you move it?” she asked.
Once Mary had calmed down enough, Jennifer removed her hand from the girl’s mouth. “Well, I guess… maybe in the desk itself?” she offered gesturing over to the brown desk the chair both girls sat on had been. “I may have placed it there after borrowing some more from it, for a rainy day trip I guess.”
Jennifer smiled. “See? It’s not hard to just cooperate,” she said. Grabbing the towel, she prepared to place it back in Mary’s mouth.
“No, please! You just said, I’m cooperating, I’ll- MMMPHH” Mary cried as the gag was reapplied, and then tightened even harder than before for good measure. Jennifer smiled at her craftsmanship at keeping the gag tightly between Mary’s lips, leaving her to chew on it while her house was ransacked. Leaning in, Jennifer kissed Mary on the cheek, taunting “thanks for being such a nice host,” before moving to the desk.
In truth, the whole flirting and groping act was just that- an act. Jennifer wasn’t interested in Mary at all in that way, or any woman for that matter. But she had found that as far as intimidation goes, it was a pretty reliable method. Whenever she had only one captive during a burglary, she would play it up to really keep them afraid. It kept them from misbehaving- which more importantly meant it kept them out of the way from interrupting her work. She’d leave a note under a neighbor’s door to see tomorrow, to come and free her.
As Jennifer shifted through the desk, Mary had been wriggling lightly to try and free herself. Any small wiggles she made simply cause the chair to wheel forwards and backwards a bit, thanks to the way she was tied to the chair. Soon, she was panting into the thick towel in her mouth, as even small exertions made breathing difficult. She was truly stuck.
A crash sound from the entryway caused both women to freeze in place. Mary instantly jumped to the call, letting off a chorus of muffled cries for help into her gag as the adrenaline replenished her strength. Jennifer was just as quick, grabbing Mary’s mouth once again to keep her quiet.
“What the Hell is that?” she demanded, struggling to keep her voice to a whisper. “That better have just been a cat, or…” she let the threat hang in the air as she left the room silently.
Mary took her chance alone to struggle harder than ever. She bounced and squirmed in her seat as she tried to get out. Sweat dripped from her exposed skin, absorbing into the towels and bedsheets keeping her tied down. She couldn’t make any calls anymore, the towel gagging her having dried her mouth up too much for any sounds. But she knew she had to get out, now.
Mary didn’t have a cat. Or a dog, or any pet. Whatever that sound was, it had to have been human caused.
Outside Mary’s bedroom, Jennifer stalked towards the entryway. She rounded the corner, ready to see what caused the sound, right into a gun pointed at her.
“Hey,” a masked man said to her. “Let’s step inside, alright?”