Captives in the bookshop (m/m, m/mf)

Postby gagged-cowboy » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:11 am

Captives in the bookshop

You might call me a bookworm. I love books and I spend all my free time reading. When I saw the advert for a summer job as a shop assistant in a small bookshop I was the happiest person in the world. I applied for the job immediately and my enthusiasm about books helped me to persuade the lady who owned the shop to give me the job. I was looking forward to spending the whole summer vacation among my beloved books.

It was a second week of July and I was sitting in the shop and of course reading. I picked up one of the Nancy Drew adventures and I was enjoying it a lot. That day I was dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a black T-shirt and a blue and black plaid flannel shirt (I love flannel shirts, btw.)
It was shortly before the lunch break and there were no customers in the shop. I put down the book with tied up and gagged Nancy on the cover and went to put the “closed” sign on the door and lock it for an hour so that I could have my lunch. Before I could get to the door, I heard the bell and somebody came in. It was a guy who could have been of the same age as myself (it means 22) but he certainly looked different. I have long red hair but his were even longer, dyed blue and several of his hair strands were white, red, purple and black. He was tall and slim and dressed in a pair of tight black shiny latex trousers with a spiked leather belt, a red and black plaid flannel shirt with a pink T-shirt underneath and a yellow bandanna tied around his neck. There were several other colorful bandannas hanging on his belt. His eyes were hidden behind the black glasses. He carried a black leather bag over his shoulder.
“I am sorry, sir. We are closing right now but you can come in an hour if you like.”
“Oh, it’s okay, dear,” he said in a soft and almost feminine voice. “I am here to help you close the shop. Stick ‘em up, boy.” Out of nowhere a gun appeared in his hands. I was so frightened that I obeyed.
“Good. Now lock the door and put this under the “Closed” sign.” He handed me a paper which said: “Stock-taking – closed for the rest of the day.”
I did as he said.
“Okay, sweet heart, that should give us some privacy. Now walk slowly to the back room and don’t do anything stupid.”
I went to the back room which served as an office and store and there was also the back door. He followed me. When we were passing the counter he noticed the Nancy Drew novel.
“Oh that’s cute. Do you like Nancy Drew? I am sure you do. In that case you will be happy to hear that you are going to spend a lot of time today like Nancy. You are going to be bound and gagged for the rest of the day.”
The idea of being unable to move or talk scared me. “Oh no, please ...”
“Stop it, pleading has never done any good to Nancy and it won’t help you either. Now sit down on the floor.”
I accepted my fate and sat down. He pulled out some ropes from his bag and tied my hands behind my back. Then he tied my ankles and knees and wrapped the last piece of rope tightly around my chest binding my arms to my upper body. It didn’t hurt but it was really tight and uncomfortable.
“Okay, boy, do you like your Nancy Drew situation?”
“No, please untie me. I won’t be in your way. Take whatever you want and let me go, please.”
“Well, you sound really sexy pleading me like that but you will be even sexier when I gag you.”
“Oh no, I don’t want to be gagged.” I said but he didn’t care what I wanted or not.
“Do you know what this is?” he asked me and showed me really large pink panties. I only swallowed.
“They belong to my fat girlfriend. She has quite an ass, doesn’t she? She wore these panties for three days, even slept with them on and had several orgasms. I am sure they will be delicious.”
Before I could protest he stuffed the panties in my mouth. It was disgusting. I felt the taste of his girlfriend’s pussy.
“Don’t you dare to spit them out. I have a gun.”
He untied the blue bandanna from his belt. “I need to keep the gag in place. I’m going to use my blue bandanna so that the gag goes with your shirt and jeans.”
He made a large knot in the middle of the bandanna placed it between my lips and tied the bandanna behind my head three times.
Now I was completely bound, gagged and helpless. I wasn’t able to move or speak. The robber looked at me and said: “You look so sweet. I’ll be back for you later and we might have some fun but now I have a work to do.”

I spent two hours on the floor struggling and moaning while he was carrying the money and most of the books from the shop to his van which stood at the back door.
After robbing the shop he came back to me and sat down on the floor.
“You are such a sexy captive. Seeing you here bound and gagged and dressed in these tight jeans and this sexy flannel shirt gives me a lot of naughty ideas.” He put his hand between my legs and touched my penis. I whimpered through my gag and try to plead with him but my unintelligible and muffled words only made him laugh.
“You like it, don’t you?”
I mumbled that I didn’t like it but he didn’t understand or listen. I was worrying when this might be heading. Even though I didn’t want to I was slowly getting hard and he must have felt that immediately.
“Oh, so you like it,” he said with satisfaction and kissed me on my neck. Then he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down a little and touched my penis again. This time only my black underwear lied between his hand and my erection. He put his hand inside my briefs and slowly started to masturbate me. I moaned and moaned through my gag but now it was caused by pleasure he was giving me. However before I could ejaculate he stopped and started to unzip his own latex pants. He didn’t put them down, only pulled his own penis out. He had no underwear on.
“Now, I am going to take out your gag. Don’t say a single word. Just open your mouth, okay?”
I nodded and he pulled down the bandanna and took out his girlfriend’s panties. Before I could do or say anything he stuffed his hard and huge penis in my mouth and ordered me to give him a blow job. I was so horny that I overcame first feelings of disgust and started to suck him.

Suddenly we were interrupted by a woman’s voice: “Oh my god, what’s happening. Why is the shop locked and what are you two doing here?”
I turned my head as much as my captor’s penis in my mouth allowed it and saw Mrs. Roberta Rigby, the owner of the shop. She was looking at us with shock and surprise written all over her face. Even though she was in her forties and could have easily been my mother I always considered her to be very attractive. She was very chubby and had the biggest and sexiest breast and ass in the world. Her rounded face was decorated with luscious red lips and deep green eyes and she also had long dark curly hair.
Today she was dressed in a tight dark-green satin blouse, a short dark leather skirt with hemline above her knees, a pair of black stockings and black leather boots with high heels.
Suddenly I felt ashamed that she found me like this, tied up and giving a blow job to the guy who came to rob her shop.
Despite the excitement my captor must have felt he reacted pretty quickly. He grabbed his gun from the table, pointed it to Mrs. Rigby and said: “This is a hold-up lady, come over here and don’t do anything stupid and I promise I won’t harm any of you.”
“Please ...”
“Shut up and come over here.”
Mrs. Rigby obeyed and came closer to us.
“Now, I want you to take off your panties.”
“But why?” she looked at him with surprise.
“Don’t ask. Do it.”
She took off her blue panties that looked even bigger than those I had had in my mouth several moments ago.
“Now stuff them in that big mouth of yours.”
“What? I won’t do it.”
“Yes, you will. You are my captive and captives must be gagged. Stuff ‘em in your mouth.”
She did as she was told, opened her mouth and stuffed those large panties inside.
“Good,” said the captor and untied one of his bandannas from his belt. He made a large double knot in the middle of it and handed the green bandanna to her.
“Now I want you to put the knot between your lips and tie the bandanna behind your head three times.”
Mrs. Rigby completed her gag with the bandanna and then she was ordered to sit down on the floor. The captor tossed her some rope.
“Now, tie your ankles and knees.”
Mrs. Rigby had already submitted and obeyed his commands. She grabbed the first rope and tied her ankles and then did the same thing with her knees.
To my great disappointment he pulled out his manhood from my mouth and said: “Be quiet boy, it’s time to gag you again.”
He grasped his girlfriend’s panties and handed them to Mrs. Rigby.
“Now lady, cover my penis with these panties and jerk me off.”
Mrs. Rigby shook her head.
“Don’t forget I have a gun, lady.”
Reluctantly she took the panties and did what he wanted her to do. It took only one minute and he started to moan with pleasure and the panties filled with his cum.
Then he pulled down my briefs and clamped his hand over my mouth.
“Okay now, do the same to your little employee.”
She gave up any resistance and jerked me off as well. It was the biggest and best orgasm of my life. I screamed with pleasure but his hand muffled me effectively. When Mrs. Rigby was done she was ordered to stuff the panties in my mouth. They tasted even worse than before but somehow the mixed taste of his and my cum and his girlfriend’s pussy was exciting me even more. After that she had to secure my gag with the bandanna again.
“Okay lady, now put your hands behind your back.” said our captor and tied Mrs. Rigby’s hands.
“You have exquisite breasts, lady,” said he and started to rub his manhood against her satin blouse. Then he put his right hand under her skirt and she started to moan as he was fingering her with one hand and fondling her breasts with the other one.
“Oh, it seems that our sexy MILF likes it. That’s good.”
Mrs. Rigby’s moaning was getting more and more intense and he started to masturbate. She had an orgasm and after that he ejaculated again and stained her expensive blouse.
“Wow, that was fun.” said he, got up and zipped his latex trousers again. “Now if you excuse me, I must be going. I promised my girlfriend to be at home in time for dinner.”
He tied us back-to-back, blindfolded us with the remaining bandannas, kissed our gagged mouths and after telling us that he would be back as soon as he reads all the books he had stolen, he left.

We were struggling and calling for help through our tight gags but it was no use. Our bonds were tight and soon we got exhausted and so just sat there leaning against each other until we were discovered and rescued by Mrs. Rigby’s daughter and her boyfriend in the evening.

The shop was insured against the robbery and as compensation Mrs. Rigby gave me raise and even employed me permanently.

Every night I lie in my bed dressed in the same clothes as that day this story happened, gagged with the panties and bandanna which I kept and wish the robber with blue hair was a quick reader and returned to our shop very soon. I bet Mrs. Rigby wishes the same.

The End

I hope you enjoyed my story. I am writing another one. :bound: Let me know what you think. :gag: :big:

Re: Captives in the bookshop (m/m, m/mf)

Postby gagged-cowboy » Wed Aug 29, 2012 3:34 pm

Thanks for a nice comment. Maybe this won't happen in the next story :-)

Re: Captives in the bookshop (m/m, m/mf)

Postby NemesisPrime » Wed Aug 29, 2012 6:10 pm

Loved this story! Though I wish I could be gagged with the robber's underwear!
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: Captives in the bookshop (m/m, m/mf)

Postby gagged-cowboy » Thu Aug 30, 2012 1:45 am

I am glad you did :big: Anyway, the robber had no underwear :big: