Tropical Troubles

Postby freyjaceleste862 » Mon Dec 07, 2015 2:43 am

Part 1:

"Charlie the view is so lovely!" 18 year old Sian Waddington cried as she spotted the sun peeking out amongst the clouds.

"Yeah, nice," Charlotte Talpin, her university roommate replied, only briefly looking up and returning to her book. Both girls were on a boat loaned by Sian's uncle and nearly the middle of the equator. They had planned this escape to a tropical region to escape the freezing winter back home and to get some tan. Sian was in a strapless bikini with little ducks as patterns with the bikini bottom really skimpy. Charlotte was in a light blue halter bikini, her very first, after her friend pressured her to buy a two-piece.

"You gotta get out the books and enjoy nature," Sian quipped.

"Well, it's still important to keep track of my course," Charlotte replied, as she flipped a page on her Roman history book. "Where are we again?"

"We're...hey look! Something's over there!" Sian suddenly pointed.

"All I see is wa...oh," Charlie got up and saw the object floating in the distance. Sian quickly brought the boat's engine's to life and headed in the direction. It was soon clear the object was a lifeboat with two men inside. "Ahoy there!" Sian called. "Need help? What happened?"

"Sure thing Miss," of the the men with a beard called. "Our boat was small and started leaking, We were lucky to get off before it sunk. Could we come aboard and get a lift back to the harbour?"

"Sure," and within minutes the men and their life raft were onboard. "I'll get you guys cold drinks," Sian said and disappeared down below.

"So what were you guys doing?" Charlie simply asked.

"None of your business girlie," the second shorter man said, suddenly produced a pistol in his hand and both girls screamed, with Sian dropping the plastic bottles on the deck. "Shut the hell up and get down both of you! Inside, hands on your heads!"

"Please please don't hurt us!!!!" Sian cried and she stumbled down the stairs into the pantry area.

"We just saved you two!!! Take what you want and leave!!!" Charlie cried. Oh my gosh, I expected this trip to be boring, not turn into a nioghtmare!

"Shut the heck up!" Both men screamed simultaneously and then instructed the university students to kneel on the ground. "Ow!!!" Sian cried as rope secured her wrists together. "Please you don't have to..."

"One last time bitch, shut your gap before my colleague puts bullets in every part her body," he threatened her. Both girls protest fell to only whimpers as then men secured ropes all over their wrists, arms and wapp breast bondages ties across their partially clad breasts. This pushed out Sian;s 32B boobs while Charlie's 34C breasts were thrust out like two gigantic fruits. The men had just finished binding their ankles when suddenly a siren was heard. "Sea Patrol. Throw then over there!" The bearded man ordered. The two bound girls screamed as they were literally forced into the medium-sized closet. "Lock the door and the cabin door," he ordered.

"Shit, ow!" Charlie cried as Sian's bound feet struck her boobs. "Watch it!"

"Hey, I'm squashed too," the blonde-haired girl retorted. "See if you can push the door." The chestnut brown-haired girl tried but it was firmly locked. "Great work, Sian."

"What? I thought they were really people with a capsized boat not..." the door burst open and the two thugs dragged them out.

"Look, please can you just...mmmmmph!!!" the shorter man hand-gagged her. Meanwhile, Charlie was dragged and saw that the men had ransacked their bags.

"Which one is yours hunny?" He pointed at two pairs of undies, one white the other pinkish and bikini-like. Charlie just stared at him and mouth the word 'pervert'.

"Okay," he nodded and his colleague cocked the pistol. "PLEASE!!!" Charlie cried and then pointed. "Always obey orders," the bearded one commented and picked up the skimpy knickers. "Open wide sweetie."

"Noo....mmmmpph!!!" With her nosed pinched, the underwear was forced in her mouth and sealed in place with a long piece of duct tape.

"Now, looks like your big boobs friend wears granny undies," he commented and soon enough both girl's were gagged with each other's underwear. "There now, adds a new part to your holiday doesn't it girls?" Charlie wanted to curse then man but the gag really muffled any words.

For the next two hours, the girls were at the mercy of both men--one would steer the boat while the other would watch over them or literally molest them, running his hands all over their scantily clad bodies. Then, both girls yelped through their gags as they were thrown against the wall when the bot came to a sudden stop. The bearded men came down and with their ankles bonds removed, they were marched upstairs.

"Welcome to Isla de la fatalidad," the senior man said, as the girls sat foot on the sandy beach of an Island. "Know what that means?"

Island of doom, Charlie thought, starting to tremble against her bonds.

"Stand them still," he told his partner. Sian felt a rope wrap just above her skimpy bikini bottom and then "mmmph!" another part of the rope was puled tight against her crotch and her anus, finally secured to the loop around her torso. She started feeling strange sensations coming from her pussy and moaned away. Minutes later, Charlie had the same rope tie and both girls started to stumble around from the tingling of their clitoris.

"Enjoying the stimulation girls?" the bearded man said.

"Better than anything youre boyfriends can give you," the shorter one added.

"Ok ladies, see that clearing between the trees? I want you girls to march over there, count to twenty," he ordered, raising the pistol. "Now!"

Both girls literally ran towards that clearly, their calls of the numbers still muffled as ran. Charlie finished up to twenty then chanced it and turned back. The thugs and the rented boat was gone!!!

"MmmSiammm," she cried, tried to turn her friend around. "Thmmmgnnn. "

"Mmmm," Sian cried, "Wmmmaban..."

"Mmmp," Charlie gestured and Sian blinked before understanding and bending down. Tediously, Charlotte ran her fingers against her friend's tape lips and finally got the edge peeled. Ever so slowly so as not to rip her face, she peeled the tape off then helped Sian extract the white soggy underwear.

"Oh gosh, oh gosh," Sian panted, both in relief of the the removal but more due to the tingling crotch rope. Then she exchanged positions, and almost ten minutes later, Charlie spat out Sian's skimpy undies.

"Thank goodness," Sian quipped. "Oh gosh, where are we?"

"Does matter yet, damn it, Sian, get this damn crotch rope off me!" After another sweaty loads of fingering, both girls had dislodged each other's crotch ropes, albeit letting the band still remain around their waist.

"Thanks," Sian remarked. "Where are we?

To Be Continued (hopefully before Christmas!)
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Re: Tropical Troubles

Postby Elliebound » Tue Dec 08, 2015 9:37 pm

Yet another good read keep it up :)

Re: Tropical Troubles

Postby freyjaceleste862 » Fri Dec 11, 2015 8:21 am

Thanks ellie
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Re: Tropical Troubles

Postby freyjaceleste862 » Sat Dec 12, 2015 5:03 am

Author's note: Ropes may be cut by sharp bark of trees or branches, or the knots easily picked. What is described here is fiction.

" Isla de la fatalidad", Charlie replied. "the Isle of Doom. But first, let's get out of the remainder of these ropes."

Both girls turned back-to-back once more and tried to pick at the knots, alas to no avail. "They're to friggin tight," Charlie exclaimed, nearly chipping her fingernails. "Damnit!"

"Maybe we can walk back to the beach and try to hail other boats," Sian suggested.

"What about our underwear?"

"You wanna pick up those soggy undies?"

Still bound from wrists to arms, the girls did so and scanned the area. Als, no other ships were to be found and the heat from the sun was literally 'burning' them. "We've go to get away from this heat," Sian exclaimed, her tongue hanging like a puppy asking for water. They did so and once in the shades of trees, Charlie had and idea. "Hey, why doing we rub against those trees to get the ropes of?"

They tried so but after nearly half an hour of rubbing and several abrasions against their skin, the ropes just wouldn't budge or slack one bit. "Damnit!" Charlie cried. "This is some December Nightmare!"

"Hey, at least we're alive," Sian said, moving forward.

"Where are you going? First you let strange men onto our boat, know you're just wandering off into a strange forest?"

"Hey, I didn't know they are strange. Second, there's got to be something else here to help us remove the bonds. You coming?" Eventually the shorter girl did but after while, all they encountered was even more vegetation, mud and insects. "Yikes," Charlie screamed as she tried to unsuccessfully swat away an insect.

"Could be worse," Sian grunted "I need to pee."

"Well do so while I get rid of these mosquitoes," her friend replied.

"I don't want to soak my bikini bottom, can you help me?"

"That is the weirdest request I ever had from you." As soon as Sian's call of nature was finished and Charlie hand strained her bound arms to to pull it up, they heard a sharp sound. "What's that? Thunder?" Charlie asked.

"Could be a firecracker, or even a gun shot," Sian remarked.

Who would want to shoot...yow!" Before she could say another word, both of them were suddenly hoisted up in the air in a a large net. "What the heck is this?!!" Both girls screamed. As fast as they were brought up in the net, they were lowered down, albeit less slower.

"Alright, what the heck is this?" They both heard a new voice. As the large net was torn away, they both saw two men both with rifles looking down at them. Both parties said 'who are you' in unison.

"We're....our boat was hijacked and then men left us bound on the beach," Sian quickly explained to the guy who just called himself John. She didn't want to say about the panty gags.

"Do you have something to cut us free?" Charlie asked, with a pleading look. The other man Rob nodded and soon enough the ropes were hacked away. "Oh thank goodness!!!" The girls exclaimed, rubbing their arms to regain circulation.

"So uh, how did you guys happen to be here?"

The men looked at each other then John told them they were just exploring the island, hoping to capture wild creatures. "Oh," Charlie said, not really interested. "Do have a boat or something to bring us back to the main harbour?"

Rob was about to answer when John said, "it's a little broken, and on the other side of the island."

"Oh, well, we still would like a lift back." Despite Charlie's plea, John just told them to follow them. With more insects buzzing around them, the freeed bikini-clad girls did so. Around an hour later, the girls found themselves in a clearing where the two men stopped and they took out some devices. "What's that?" Sian asked.

"Those are devices to get the bearing of your location," Charlie remarked, having read about them.

"Quiet," the men said and focused on their work.

"Are you guys really explorers? You're looking for something right?"

"Shut you mouth girl," John said and suddenly grabbed Charlie, his arm pressing hard on her boobs. "And hands up."

No, no, not again, the girls moaned but the men secured their wrists behind them again, this time with zip ties, Sian first and Charlie second. "We're inconent people!" Charlie cried, "just let us...mmppph!!" A piece of cloth was jammed tight across her mouth, effectively cleave gagging her. Bound and gagged once more, both girls were marched further into the island until darkness fell. With the girls pressed down on the soggy ground, the men set up a small tent. "Do we feed them?" Rob asked his partner.

"Nah, we've only brought enough for ourselves."

"Can't let them go hungry," Rob countered.

"You softy," he replied but eventually the girls were give cold beans to eat. "Ok girlies, the tent is for us. You have to make do on the ground." Groaning through their gags, Sian and Charlie were further bound around their ankles.

They were rudely awaken next morning, both by the men and by buzzing mosquitoes. "First thing's first," John said, yanking away their cleave gags. "You get this," he pressed some wads of cloth in their mouth, re-gagged them then pinched their breasts. "Good, quieter." Without receiving any of the breakfast, the girls were marched ahead and several hours later,, they found themselves facing a huge pool of water, a waterfall and narrow ledge.

"We'll never make it across that," Rob remarked.

"Lucky we have them," John replied then pushed Charlie forward. "Ok lady, " he cut away her bindings but suddenly produced a pair of cuffs, securing her in front her. "You're gonna walk on that ledge, and behind that waterfall, there's a golden nugget. You're gonna retrieve that and come back to us with it. You have ten minutes. Any deviation, and your friend here," he dragged Sian by her hair, "will get this," he pointed a pistol at her head.

"Mmmmph!!!" Both girls cried. "Now move!"

With the water spraying over her semi-naked body, Charlie crept forward but it definitively wasn't easily walking along the narrow ledge, cuffed and gagged. "Move it girl!" she heard the cry and did,, twice nearly falling into the pool. Finally, she reached the waterfall and just as stated, there was a golden nugget. Please, let this be over once they get this, she thought, then remembering the time limit, she made her way back along the ledge.

"Igommmit," she exclaimed through her gag, wondering why the men and Sian weren't there. "Hiya!" she heard a familiar voice, and Charlie froze seeing the two men who had stolen their boat, one of them holding Sian at gunpoint. The two other men, John and Rob, were lying down on the ground, blood spilling from their bodies.

"Hi Honey," the bearded man said, grabbing her. "Nice to meet you again and oh," he snatched the nugget from her cuffed hands, "You brought me the perfect Christmas gift."

"Plmmm, ltmmmusgmmph," Charlie pleaded, having enough of being captured and re-captured.

"Oh no honey, you will be. Once we've brought you girls ought to sea and throw you to the sharks!" Both girls wailed as the other accomplice found the handcuff key and switch Charlie's bounds to her back. The girls were marched once more through the jungle and back out to another beach, where they saw their old boat.

"Make them more comfortable," the leader ordered and once again, the students felt the tingling of crotch ropes, causing them to grunt all the way. Their gags were changed to ball gags--"you girls are old enough to enjoy some adult play". "Few more minutes ladies, and you'll be washing away all that grime," he laughed, sending chills down both girl's spine. Suddenly, a siren blared again and another boat--a sea patrol--was spotted. "This is the local police!" a voice called. "Heave to and stand by to be boarded!"

"We have hostages!" the leader screamed back and both man raised the rifles captured from the other pair and began to fire. With the hail of bullets criss-cross the water, both girls immediately ducked and hoped nothing would hit them. Another a few minutes, the sounds of gunfire stopped. "Siammm!" Charlie screamed through the black ball that made her drool.

"Immmmmmom," her friend called, hopping like a duck over to her. With their hands behind them, they could only press their balls against each other. Cautiously, they turned and saw the two men flat on the deck, blood oozing out of bullet holes.

"Demmm," Charlie exclaimed.

"Polimmm?" They turned to look at the patrol boat and called through their gags bujt no one responded. "Almmmdemmm?" Sian concluded.

"Tummmmarmm," and once again back-to-back, their got the dreaded balls out of their mouths. "Oh gosh, so many murders!" Charlie exclaimed.

"We're damn lucky to be alive," Sian remarked then moved to a small cabinet and extracted a box cutter. "Help me get free." Soon enough, with only one small cut, Charlie managed to cut her friend's zip tie open, even being back-to back. "Ok," Now how bout these cuffs?" She raised her arms. They search around but the key was no where to be found.

"Damn," Charlie said, lying back down on the deck, then started moaning. "Shit, can you remove the crotch rope?"

"Actually, Charlie, no, you look quite cut like this," Sian said, moving closer.

"What? Come on, free me! And yourself."

"Put it this way," Sian said holding her cuffed friend down then stuffing the ball back between her teeth. "It takes only one to steer this boat. You relax honey and skip the books because you can't read cuffed. We head back sell this nugget get rich." Sian ensured her friend's crotch rope was secure, removed her own then head to the wheel.

"Mmmmph!!!"

The End.
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