## Holiday Robbery F/FFF

Post by BandG » Sun Aug 30, 2015 6:41 am

Another holiday and another opportunity. I'm always on the look out for my next easy targets and there's no better place than by the pool side in an all inclusive resort where bikini-clad women frolic about, showing off their slim bodies, perfect breasts and beautiful hair and lips.
I'm quite crafty you see. I bide my time. And before you make judgements about me - no, I'm not some fifty year old male pervert. I'm female for a start; twenty-six. No one ever questions why I come on holiday alone and no one ever notices me much. I'm not a stand-out; I'm not ugly but I keep under the radar unlike some of these chicks who are just begging to be noticed - smearing sun cream slowly and enticingly over their smooth-skinned bodies, pouting for selfies by the sea-view and licking iced-lollies seductively.
I only book a week every year. A week is enough to check in - get settled and scope the pool area for fitting prey. Once I find them I am careful to follow them sneakily to their rooms and watch them insert their room card. I know then what room I will be breaking into. But then It's not breaking when I will have the room card in my possession. And how do I do that you ask? Well that's easy. While some of these bimbos keep their card hidden or out of reach, many just carelessly leave them on top of their pool-pile or in their pool bag next to a mobile phone or a summer book. When they go off for their swim or for a cocktail it's extremely easy to scurry up to their sun lounger and simply take one of the spare room keys. They almost never realise one is missing until it's too late.
My planning is mostly full-proof; not many times has it gone wrong. You have to know who to select. I only go for females A) because I am stronger than most of them; I work out. B) They are more naive than men and more stupid mostly and C) Women have more of what I want; jewellery, cosmetics, sometimes some lovely clothes.
And the safest option is of course families. A single mother and her daughters. Perfect. Why? Because they will have multiple room keys and one of them will always go back to the room during the day for the toilet or to freshen up. They will never suspect someone has taken the other key.
This year I have already spotted my family and it's only day one. I knew it would be them as soon as I saw them.
I was lying on my sun lounger in a plain black bikini and some Gucci sun glasses. My long dark hair tied back to keep the heat away from my face. The only discernible feature I have is perhaps a small tattoo on my right wrist of two snakes crossed over each other. I was pretending to read a crime thriller (how apt) when I saw and heard them.
The mother looked around late thirties; she was pretty and fairly athletic. A good body and blonde hair tied back. She was wearing a white bikini and her finger and toe nails were varnished red. She had full lips and blue eyes.
"Put your towel down on those 3 then we'll get the sun cream out." She said to one of her daughters.
"Ok." The daughter that had spoken looked around 18 or 19, maybe slightly older. She was a brunette but had her mother's slightly pointed, but not ugly nose and she definitely had her full lips and good body. She wore a black bikini not too dissimilar to the one I wore. She also wore a pair of nice sunglasses.
"Becks, put your towel on that one." She said to her sister, obviously called Rebecca.
Rebecca looked younger - perhaps around 16. She was very pretty too - blonde like her mother, hair tied back and wearing a bright red bikini with fingernails and toenails varnished red as well. Her body was very slim and her eyes were a bright green. She had a few freckles near her nose but she was extremely cute.
"Where's the sun cream, mum?" She asked.
"I'll get it in a minute, just sit down for now." Her mum answered.
Yes. This would be the perfect family. As the day wore on they did nothing but convince me they would be perfect.
The older daughter was called Kelly. And she was a bit of a brat. She snarled when her sister borrowed some of her factor 15, was constantly on her mobile, no doubt to a boyfriend of some sort, and would constantly reapply sun cream standing up so the many male resort resident s would look her way as she smoothed it all over her skin.
The younger daughter seemed nice and innocent. She spent most of the time in and out of the pool and reading books. Sometimes she would listen to music on her pink Ipad.
The mother just lay there, nearly all day letting the sun brown her body and the sweat dribble down from her face to her neck.
Once or twice I saw the mother counting her Euros (we were in Spain) and stupidly she made no effort to hide the amount. I counted well over a thousand euros myself and spotted some expensive looking jewellery in her handbag when she went to get her daughters something to drink.
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It's now the second day. I've decided not to waste any more time. I want that money before it's spent. I've decided that the older daughter, Kelly is the one to start it all in motion. I'm going to wait for her to go to the room and follow her.
It's around 1 PM in the afternoon when she finally goes. I see her reaching into her mum's bag and getting the room card.
"Ill be back soon." I hear her say.
Her mum doesn't look up and her sister is too absorbed with some Ipad game.
She walks past me, swaggering and trying to catch the attention of a teenage boy on another lounger who does indeed look at her and smile.
I wait 30 seconds then follow her. She walks over a small pool bridge and past one of the pool snack bars to the steps leading up the second floor rooms. That's good. First floor rooms are a risk - more people walking about.
I see her put her card into the electronic slot and hear the click as she enters.
I walk past to take note of the room number - Room 216. There it is.
I turn back on myself and go back to the lounger.
After around 15 minutes Kelly returns and predictably just drops the room card into the bag by the side of the lounger. After another thirty minutes or so all three of them head to the pool. This is the perfect opportunity.
I make sure no one is looking, and no one is. That's the great thing about holiday resorts - every family, every couple are in their own little isolated world to notice any funny business going on involving other people.
I casually walk over the sun lounger and bag, which has been so carelessly left and pretend I've dropped something. When I bend down I quickly dig into the bag with my hand and retrieve the second room card which was in the zipped area of the bag and place it where the first one, the one I now place in my hand, should have been. It's as easy as that.
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When I unlock the door I see exactly what I expected. There's two beds so I am guessing that Kelly and her sister are sharing this room and the mum must be next door. The room has been cleaned so the beds look untouched but there's some pink flip flops on the floor and in the bathroom there's some perfumes and various cosmetics. I open the wardrobes and see lots of nice dresses, tops and skirts as well as different coloured panties and shoes. Most are designer stuff - Gucci, Ralph Lauren, Dolce and Gobanna etc. Kelly looks around my size and height so all this will do quite nicely.
This is the tricky part now though. I have to wait for someone to come back to the room again which could be soon or it could be hours. Why do I wait? You ask. Why don't I just take what I want and go? Well because I believe that very silly, naive people should pay for their ignorance. I don't just want them to suffer the loss of material things; I want them humiliated and weeping. I want them in distress. Am I mad? Possibly.
As it happens it's only around half an hour before I hear footsteps approaching the door. I'm sitting on the bed, waiting. I've already prepared what I'll need. No one ever questions why a single passenger needs coils and coils of cotten rope in her suitcase and now it lies on one of the twin beds waiting to be used.
I walk into the bathroom next to the front door and wait. I hear the card being put into the slot and hear the click. I'm hoping it's Kelly and it is. I feel like she's going to put up more of a fight than her little sister so It's going to be useful to get her tied up first so she can only watch as I tie up her sister and mum too.
She is oblivious to my presence as I wait behind the bathroom door. I'm expecting her to come in here first but she doesn't. She walks into the bedroom and I don't think she notices the rope on the bed because I don't hear anything unusual. Instead I hear her speaking and I realise she's on her phone.
"Hey. You ok? Yeah, it's boiling here. I'm just in my room. I had to get away from Becks; she's driving me crazy! (laughter) yeah. Yeah, I know. So what you up to?...."
This inane conversation went on for around ten more minutes and then I heard her coming towards the bathroom. I was now behind the shower curtain. Yes, very horror movie style but it works. Kelly stands in front of the mirror pouting and looking at her hair. She applies some lip balm and washes her hands. She's about to walk out when I leap out and she screams in fright.
I place one of my hands over her mouth and grab her arms behind her with force. She's breathing hard and I can smell sun cream and a fruity perfume on her.
"wahmpph!?"
"Shut up. I'm not going to hurt you if you do exactly what I say. Understand?"
She just mumbles and struggles a bit.
"I said do you understand?"
This time she nods as we face the mirror. Her eyes are wide and frightened above my hand.
"I'm going to take my hand away from your mouth now. If you scream or make any noise I'm going to hurt you, ok?"
She nods and I take my hand away but use it to twist her arms firmer behind her back.
"Y-Y-You're that woman next to us by the pool." She sobs.
"I said shut up."
I lead her to the beds and she notices the rope on them.
"No, please don't tie me up." She pleads.
I place my hand over her mouth again.
"I thought I told you to shut up."
She's crying now as I shove her onto the bed and tie her wrists up behind her back. I then tie her ankles and knees and sit her up to tie rope around her torso and elbows.
I push her back onto her belly and hogtie her tightly.
She's still sobbing.
"Why are you doing this?" She asks.
I ignore her and take a pair of white cotton panties from the wardrobe. Could be hers, could be her sisters'. I don't really care. I stretch them out and tie them tightly between her lips to shut her up. She mumbles and struggles but she's a bit quieter.
"Ok. Now we wait for sister and mummy." This makes her sob even harder.
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It's around half an hour later that there's a knock on the door.
"Kelly? Are you in there? I'm worried."
It's the mum. Kelly can't reply however on account of her panties tied between her lips but also my hand is firmly over her mouth.
She is breathing heavily and tears roll down her cheeks.
"Ok, I'm coming in Kelly if you're in there so make sure you're decent."
I leap off the bed and Kelly screams into her gag as her mother opens the door and I quickly place my hand over her mouth.
I lead her over the her daughter and she screams behind my hand.
"I'm going to tell you what I told your lovely daughter here. Do as I say and you wont get hurt and your daughter wont get hurt." She nods. The mothers are always more compliant.
In around ten minutes I have the mother hogtied next to her daughter with a red pair of panties tied tightly between her lips. I've also blindfolded both of them with cords from the nightgowns the hotel gives you. They're both sobbing and struggling but look so delicious in their bikinis all tied up and helpless.
"Now it's just one more I'm waiting for. When is dear Becks going to arrive?" I say.
This causes lots of moans and crying.
"It's been nearly twenty minutes, surely she's going to come looking for mummy and sister."
I sit down on the bed and clasp them both under their chins with my hand. I kiss the mother on the nose.
"Such an attractive family. I'm going to have lots of fun with you all once Becks joins the party."
"Plemphh dompph" The mother mumbles into her gag.
While I wait for Becks to arrive I pack all the clothes and cosmetics into my suitcase. I only leave some panties as I'll need one more gag.
It's around 15 more minutes until Becks finally knocks on the door and another 15 before I have her tied up nice and tight to a chair facing her mother and sister. I haven't gagged her though because she's being the most grown up about it. She hasn't cried over moaned. She's been very cooperative.
I take the blindfolds off the mum and Kelly and they struggle and moan as they see Becks now tied up to the chair.
"It's ok; just do as she says." Becks tells them.
"That's exactly right. You have a very clever daughter here erm...I don't even know you're name sorry. What kind of a host am I?" I say and yank the panties out of the mum's mouth.
"Please let us go. Just take what you want and go" she sobs.
"Tell me what your name is." I say.
"It's Veronica."
"Pretty name." I stroke her body and she struggles a little against her ropes.
"I will let you go when I have what I want. I have some very nice clothes and cosmetics thanks to your lovely daughters here but what I really want is some money and jewellery and I believe you have that in your own room don't you Veronica?"
She sobs. "Y-Yes. My room key is in my handbag by the pool though."
"Well not to worry, I don't think any of you are going anywhere so I'll go and retrieve it. However I can't trust that you'll all stay quiet so I'm going to have to gag you again Veronica and I'll have to gag Becks as well."
I tie the panties back into Veronica's mouth and gag Becks with the pink panties that were left.
I leave them and close the door as I go to get the other room key. I make quite a good haul - around 1500 euros, some nice necklaces and bracelets.
I'm tempted to go and say goodbye but I'll let the cleaners find them tomorrow morning. If it's one of those pervy looking male cleaners though I think they may be in trouble.
As usual, I check out of the hotel and say there's been a family emergency at home. I'm back in England by 9 PM and I toast to myself as Veronica and her two daughters squirm and moan long into the night. Same time next year, I think.

### Re: Holiday Robbery F/FFF

Post by nadal1234555 » Mon Aug 31, 2015 2:47 am

fantastic more please!

### Re: Holiday Robbery F/FFF

Post by jennybond » Sun Nov 01, 2015 4:00 pm

Great work I don't understand why more people haven't commented on this. Like my good friend Nadal says more please.
It only gets tighter if you struggle...