## FF/M Pink Leather Ransom Part 1

Post by mewithoutyou » Mon Sep 10, 2012 9:57 pm

"Hey Mark," Gavin shouted, "where are you going."
Mark replied, "I'm going to take off for the night; I had a ruff day. Besides, I have to get up early you know."
The club - the Fossil - was jam packed and the music was blaring. The Fossil was a huge club and it held at least twelve hundred people and it was packed. Furthermore, it was a Friday night, or Saturday morning - depending on how you looked at it - and Mark had a fifth-teen page essay due Monday. Brown's English department had zero tolerance policy on tardiness. To make matters worse, Mark had only gotten a sixty-three on his mid-term. He needed at least a seventy-eight to pass Victorian Literature. So Mark left the Fossil at 1:33am. He was not even really feeling the club scene that night anyway. Gavin, being the loser he is, needed someone as a wingman.
"You pussy," Gavin yelled, as Mark left the club. Gavin was a cocky douche from Charleston that rarely got laid. His southern accent could hardly be noticeable in the club's loud setting. On the other hand, Mark is a handsome twenty-two year old man from a prominent New York family. His mother was a lawyer and his father was a doctor; they lived and worked on Manhattan's Upper East Side. Mark was spoiled as a child and got whatever he desired. Since it was a warm April night in Providence, Mark had no trouble walking home.
'Tall, dark, and handsome', is the only way to describe Mark. 5 11' was his height. He had thick, longish, and wavy brown hair, which matched his piercing dark blue eyes. He was muscular and toned, yet not overly big. In others words, not a Jersey Shore juicehead. His skin was sun-kissed tanned. To put it frankly he looked like an Abercrombie and Fitch model. In fact, he was covered head to toe in the brand. Mark's shirt, jeans and flip flops were all A&F. The brand suited him perfectly, as it demonstrated he had money, but was not smug about it.
As Mark made his way down the street, he looked back to see the neon lights from the clubs and cop cars fade away. He walked down this dark and narrow street because it cut his hike in half. Just as he was about to put his headphones in, a a green Dodge Caravan pulled up next to him. In side the new van, were two beautiful girls that he had seen in the club; they had both hit on him and made advances, but he had rejected both of them. First of all, the girls were twenty-five and he was not interested in older women. He was only twenty-two. Secondly, Mark had just gotten out of a serious relationship with his ex-girlfriend Monica. Monica's memory was still fresh in Mark's memory and he was not ready to move on.
He remembered the driver's name was Kayla. She was a beautiful blonde just a tiny bit shorter than he was. Kayla had sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and pretty face and a skinny toned build. Her hair was long but tied upward. Any guy, but Mark, would have had their way with her given the chance. In fact, she looked a little like Kesha, but with more class. She was wearing stiletto heals, with skin tight liquid leggings that looked like leather; they portrayed her beautiful skinny, yet toned, legs, along with her thin thighs. She wore a white blouse with a leather jacket overtop. She had the most beautiful body curves. She leaned down towards the passenger's seat to reveal some of her cleavage that looked gorgeous. Kayla's make up was not overly done, as she had so much natural beauty. However, her lush red lips were covered in a shinny lip gloss. She had a grin on her face, as she stared at Mark.
"Kayla," Mark calmly said to acknowledge the girls.
"What! you don't remember my name dummy," the second girl sarcastically yelled.
In a waspy tone, Mark replied, "I really did not mean any disrespect."
The second girl barely stuck her head out of the passenger side window. While smiling, she laughed and replied, "it's Ashley. And don't worry, my name will be stuck in your head shortly." Mark gave a perplexed facial expression at Ashley's response.
Ashley was a little bit shorter than Kayla. By any guy's standards, she was hot, but not to the extent Kayla was. She had long darkish brown hair that extended to her boobs. Like Mark, she had tanned sun kissed skin and reflected her beautiful blue eyes. They both had thin and perky bodies. One of Ashley's strengths over Kayla was that her boobs were larger. Ashley's blouse was red, which matched nicely with her short and tight leather skirt. The leather skirt barely covered her pink thong. She also wore heeled knee high leather boots. She had more make up on than Kayla. Her beautiful face appeared cosmetic and her pink lip gloss covered made her lips shine beautifully. She looked like a more beautiful version of Leighton Meestor.
"Can I help you ladies with anything?" Mark asked.
"Hey Kayla," Ashley asked, in her sweet but domineering voice, "is there anything this pretty boy can help us with?"
While still grinning, Kayla replied in her high pitched powerful voice, "this is your last chance to come with us willingly cutey. Any normal guy would. There's so much the both of us can offer you at once"
Mark's throat got tight and he noticed that he was a tiny bit aroused. However, the power that his ex still held on him overpowered any desires. With regret, he replied, "I'm honoured ladies, but not tonight."
With that being said, Ashley stated, "have it you're way hun," she started putting the passenger side window up. The van drove off into the night.
Mark scratched his head. He was confused at what had just happened. "What did they mean by come with us willingly," Mark thought to himself. Regardless, he briefly shook his head and continued on his walk home. He walked over a hill and saw the light in his waterfront condo. He had left the lights on on purpose so he could see how close he was to his building. Most students, even Mark's fellow Ivy-league peers, could not afford such luxury. However, Mark was living on his parent's dime; they spared no expense for their spoiled child's living. To better Mark's standards, he drove a 2010 Porsche and had a full wardrobe of clothes from designers on New York's Fifth Avenue.
As Mark walked up the steps to his luxurious building, he noticed the green van, that had pulled him over on the dark street ten minutes ago, was park across the street. To add more confusion to the situation, the building's doorman, Mr. Greenfield, was absent. Mark looked at the shiny green van and reassuringly said "couldn't be." Mark opened building door, for once in his life, and entered the elevator. Mark's Condo was located on the Sixth-teenth floor, so he could see out into the Atlantic Ocean. He closed his eyes, as he rode the elevator up and tried to relax from all the stress he was under. The pressure from his upcoming essay and his ex were still getting to him. DING, sounded the elevator, as it reached the sixth-teenth floor. Mark opened his eyes and walked towards Condo number 1411. He opened the door with the key and entered his hallway. "What the fucked," Mark calmly noted to himself. All the lights were out: "I specifically remembered leaving them on. Must be a power outage.
Mark walked towards his massive window overlooking the ocean because that was were the light switch was located. Just as he was about to turn the light on a soft hand with a cloth smothered his face. "It's okay, just breath it in a female voice said." He heard giggling as he began to pass out. The last thing he heard was, "it's more fun when they're cute isn't it."
Mark woke up and looked at the clock. It was now 3:30am. He also noticed that his lights were back on. He tried to get up, but felt weak. His hands were handcuffed behind his back. "what fuck is going on," Mark yelled. Just as Mark began to panic, Kayla and Ashley walked out of the kitchen. "Seriously! What the fuck are you guys doing here!" Screamed Mark, "this is illegal! Do you have any clue who my fucking parents are goddam damn it. No means No."
Kayla ran across the room and put her hand across Mark's mouth, briefly sealing his lips. "You can't be yelling and disrespectful," Kayla stated in a baby's voice. Ashley soon followed Kayla and said "hey Marky, we didn't want to fully tie you up and gag you until you were conscious."
Kayla: "It really does take any fun out of it doesn't it."
"MMMMMMPPPHHH!" Mark screamed into Kayla's palm.... "SSSSSSSSHHH..." Kayla said in a calming voice. "talking time is over."
Ashley began removing Mark's clothes. She took scissors and removed his shirt, jeans and socks, which left him in his boxers. "Wow, he's in really nice shape," noted Ashley: "were going to have fun with this one."
"What should we use to tie this one Ash," asked Kayla.
Ashley: "Let's humiliate him with the pink duct tape."
Mark: "MMMMMMMMPPPHHH!"
Kayla: "Delightful... and oh come on, pink will look so good on you Marky."
Ashley walked over to her leather purse and retrieved a pink roll of duct tape. She began taping his ankles. In fact, she tape everything; his feet, toes, calfs, hands and shoulders. Ashley stated, "pink really suits him doesn't it Kayla."
Kayla: "He does look really cute now."
All Mark could think of know was the sound of duct tape ripping and what these two gorgeous divas wanted with him. "Since you tied him up, I get to gag him," stated Kayla. With that being said, Ashley handed Kayla the tape and she removed her hand from his mouth. Ashley got up from Mark's leather couch and Kayla sat down on his lap. He was all but naked except for his boxers. He could feel Kayla's leather leggings against his skin, which sent chills up his spin.
Mark: "please... I can you anything you want."
Kayla: "and you will hun... don't worry so much."
Kayla ripped three pieces of pink duct tape off the roll and briefly placed them on her leggings around her thigh area. She sadistically smiled at Mark. "what are you going to do" Mark nervously asked.
"Wait and see," Kayla replied. Ashley removed her pink panties, which was easy, as she slipped them off under her skirt and over her boots. She walked over to Kayla and Mark, cocked her head while grinning and said "open up."
Mark immediately shout his mouth and leaned as far back, away from Kayla (still sitting on his lap) into the leather couch. Kayla plugged his nose. He eventually gasped and yelled "PLEASE." Ashley took advantage and shoved her pink satin panties in his mouth. She looked at Kayla satisfied. Kayla force the panties all the way in his mouth. "MMMMMMMPPPHHH," screamed Mark. Kayla then took the three pieces of pink duct tape off her leggings and put them over his lips.
Ashley: "Now talking time is officially over, but don't worry we'll still have a good time."
Both girls began laughing at Mark. He was embarrassed and infuriated. He was the son of prominent wealthy New York parents and these girls were degrading him.
Kayla: "We're going to make a lot of money off of you hun. But don't worry we'll have lots of fun in the meantime."
****************I'm going to end part 1 here. Please comment and let me know what you think of my first story. Let me know if my writing style is clear and how I can improve it***********************

### Re: FF/M Pink Leather Ransom Part 1

Post by mannapper » Tue Sep 11, 2012 3:56 am

The start of your story is great and your writing style is good.
The only thing I would change is that the women should use scarves and stockings instead of handcuffs and duct tape. I think a man being tied up with soft scarves and stockings would be really embarrassing and show real woman power.

### Re: FF/M Pink Leather Ransom Part 1

Post by VictimNumber1 » Tue Sep 11, 2012 3:59 am

Awesome story, phenomenal character descriptions, wouldn't be able to tell its your first time. One peice of advice: you are saying sixth-teenth instead of sixteenth, but that isn't a big issue, and I hope you post soon! F/m stories are the best!
I just know they're going to tie me up tonight,
They're bound to.

### Re: FF/M Pink Leather Ransom Part 1

Post by mewithoutyou » Tue Sep 11, 2012 6:22 am

Thanx... I'll write part two on Thursday!

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Post by capturedsuperhero » Tue Sep 11, 2012 2:01 pm

Brill story, hope for a swift continuation!
Arrogant Superhero here, Looking for a Nasty Villain!!!!

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Post by sarumansauron » Wed Sep 12, 2012 9:07 pm

Great start! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Re: FF/M Pink Leather Ransom Part 1

Post by mannapper » Mon Oct 01, 2012 4:06 am

Please continue the story. You are leaving us all hanging.

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Post by AmazonsRule » Tue Oct 09, 2012 6:10 am

nice story mewithoutyou, you write very well... now finish this story

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Post by chloroformmeplease » Sun Oct 28, 2012 11:27 pm

This is my kind of story. I only wish there were more on the site like this. FF/M are great stories. I can't wait to see the next chapter.
Treat others as you wish to be treated. Having said that I will not sit idly by while someone is disrespecting another just because they think they are better than everyone else.

### Re: FF/M Pink Leather Ransom Part 1

Post by Jakeybwoii123 » Thu Oct 09, 2014 7:06 am

Write part two and include more chloroform, great start

### Re: FF/M Pink Leather Ransom Part 1

Post by Jakeybwoii123 » Thu Oct 09, 2014 7:06 am

Write part two and include more chloroform, great start

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Post by kidnapplz » Fri Oct 24, 2014 12:54 pm

Love it.