Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby Mr Irony » Tue Oct 24, 2017 1:02 pm

It was fate that led me down Spring street that Saturday afternoon. There had been an accident on the freeway I normally took to get home which caused a massive traffic jam. As a result I decided to take the surface streets which is how I ended up on Spring street and how I met Ann.

I had gone maybe two or three miles down the road when I saw the yard sale sign. I’ve always loved yard sales because they give you a little peek into the lives of your neighbors that I found fascinating. So of course I decided to stop. I made note of the address and sure enough it was not long before I saw the house in question. It seemed a bit surprising. This was a fairly upscale neighborhood and the house looked quite nice. Not the kind of place where the owners need to sell their goods in the driveway.

I got out of my car and walked up. A young woman sat in a folding chair at the top of the drive. She appeared to be in her late twenties and very pretty in a girl next door sort of way. She had reddish blond hair and sparkling green eyes. She wore denim capris, a blue and white striped shirt and a salmon colored cardigan.

She greeted me and introduced herself telling me that her name was Ann. We made small talk as I looked at the items she had for sale. Some of the antiques she was selling looked quite nice and I suggested she should perhaps contact an appraiser before selling them. She told me that she had no interest in doing so. She didn’t need the money. She just wanted the items gone. They had mostly belonged to her mother who had recently passed away and they were reminders she didn’t want.

After looking for a bit I discovered something really interesting, a box of original Nancy Drew books in pristine condition.

“I’ll take these” I said putting the box in front of her.

“Oh, the Nancy Drews. Are they for your daughter?”

“No, I’m not married…They’re –uh- for me. –Uh-that is, I’m a collector.”

“Oh, neat!” she said enthusiastically. I used to love these as a kid. ” She picked up one of the books and slowly flipped through the pages. “My mother used to read these to me when I was little. She was so mean though. She would read right up to the part where Nancy would get kidnapped by the bad guys and then she would announce to me that it was time for bed. No matter how much I would plead with her she would just tell me to wait until tomorrow. Of course when you are little you don’t understand that Nancy would escape without harm so that there could be a next book. All I could think about all night was her all tied up…and gagged by those terrible people. You can’t even imagine the wild dreams I used to have thinking about it.”

“I can imagine” I said with a laugh.

“Can you?” she asked raising an eyebrow

“I mean, I like those scenes as well” I blurted out immediately wishing I hadn’t as my internal temperature increased dramatically due to embarrassment.

She said nothing but locked eyes with me for a moment; she then placed the book in her hand back in the box, thumbed through a few other volumes before taking another one out.

“This one was my favorite.” She said

She showed me the cover but then opened it to show an illustration in the front of the book. Nancy Drew was being held in what looked to be a storeroom. A gag was tied over her mouth. The man holding her was binding her wrists while his accomplice stood by her with more rope. ‘Nancy Drew won’t get a chance to reveal our scheme’ read the caption below it.

“Still is I guess”

Now it was my turn choose my words deliberately.

“I remember it well. Those antique thieves, they really tied her up well. It took a whole chapter for her to get free.”

She bit her lower lip slightly. I saw her eyes light up.

“You really do have an interest in these don’t you?” she said with a wry smile.

“Do you like vintage dresses?” she asked “I have some inside. If you’d like to come inside you can see them as well.”

“I do.” I said a bit too quickly. “-uh- I would”

She took me inside. The house was elegant and well maintained.

“Wait here” she bade me sit in a living room chair. A few moments later she emerged with four colorful dresses on hangers: Pink, Yellow, Black and White Polka Dot, and Navy Blue.

“Which do you like?” I selected the yellow cocktail dress. It was a bit faded but something about the color appealed to me.

“I’ll be right back.” I sat down as she returned to the bedroom. I sat there for about 15-20 minutes. I was just about to get u and see if she was OK when she returned wearing the dress along with a bright red lipstick, her hair in loose curls around her shoulders.

I got up and walked and walked toward her.

“It’s beautiful –er- you’re beautiful”

I put my hands on my hips and drew her close. We kissed, gently at first and then passionately and deeply. After a few moments she leaned up and whispered in my ear.

“There’s rope in the bedroom.”

I didn’t say anything but another part of my body did my talking for me. She took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom.

“In the closet” she said softly as she sat on the bed.

I looked in the closest and found the coil of rope. When I turned around and showed it to her she jumped up.

“You won’t get away with this” she threatened.

For a second I was confused but then replied, “You won’t get a chance to interfere with my plan Miss Drew.”

I took her by the arm but she resisted, not hard enough to believe that she was serious but hard enough to make it interesting.

I forced her to the bed and pinned her face down onto her stomach, tying her wrists behind her. Then I rolled her over.

“You’re going to steal those antiques aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I said getting into my role “And you won’t be able to stop me”

I tied her feet as she kicked out at me.

“Nice shoes,” I said removing them from her feet. “I’ll take them with me”

I caressed her bare feet briefly. I assumed by her soft moans that she approved.

“You fiend” she gasped out of breath from her exertions.

I watched as she writhed in her bonds. She made small grunting noises and she sought to free herself. I hadn’t tied the ropes too tightly. With enough effort on her part she be able to loosen them enough to get out of them.

“You won’t get away with this” she said “As soon as you leave I’m going to call for help. Someone will hear me for sure.”

“Well, I guess I’ll need to gag you then won’t I. Can’t have some busybody interrupting my work.”

I walked over to what looked like a clothes dresser with many drawers. I waved my finger in front of each of the drawers until I reached the second from the bottom. As I did she loudly cleared her throat. I smiled slightly and opened the drawer. I had found the one that contained her scarves. I picked up two of them, one white the other a robin’s egg blue.
I held them up as I approached her.

“You wouldn’t!” she hissed

“Really Miss Drew, you leave me with no choice. You won’t have a chance to reveal my scheme.”

A huge smile passed quickly across her lips and she curled her toes. I cupped her chin with my thumb and forefinger and she opened her mouth. I stuffed the white scarf inside and then tied the blue one around her mouth. She glared at me.

“You know, just be sure…”

I took the corner of the bedcover and wrapped it over her shoulders and then rolled her over twice so that she was wrapped in the bed sheets. She protested but her complaints were muffled by that gag.

“There, that should hold you.”

“-et –e –o” she raged behind the gag.

“Now to help myself to those antiques.” I leaned down and kissed her on her forehead. Her struggles ceased momentarily and her eyes brightened.

Very quickly though she resumed her escape attempts and her complaints. I got up and left the house. Outside I picked up a few of the items and put them in my car to complete the fantasy. I picked up the box of books and put them in my car. I paused for a moment, took out her favorite book and slid my business card in between the cover and the frontspiece so that it stuck out just a bit and left it on her table.

I got in the car and drove off wondering if, when she got free she would find the ‘clue’ that I had left behind and if she would follow it to see where it lead.

Re: Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby Mask6184 » Tue Oct 24, 2017 3:58 pm

Fun story :D

Re: Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby solarbeast34 » Tue Oct 24, 2017 4:27 pm

Great story. I’m hoping you are going to continue with either this story, or the characters in general.

Re: Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby Sniper108 » Tue Oct 24, 2017 5:48 pm

great story

Re: Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby cleavegagger » Wed Oct 25, 2017 4:19 am

Fantastic tale
Women are beautifull, bound and gagged women are gorgeous

Re: Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby canuck100 » Wed Oct 25, 2017 7:59 am

Very good!!!

Re: Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby Radames0674 » Sun Oct 29, 2017 6:02 am

I really would looking forward to a second Part! :)

Re: Yard Sale (M/F)

Postby dawson3918 » Mon Oct 30, 2017 4:13 am

Yes great story....hopefully a second part?