The After-Party (F/MFF)

Postby 31acujoker » Sat Mar 07, 2015 4:30 am

The young and raunchy couple stumbled through the front door of their flat, kissing and touching each other in the most passionate way possible, they'd been partying all night, and for the first time since that morning, it was just the two of them together. Taylor, a tall, brown-haired, blue-eyed muscular young man, grabbed and squeezed the toned, sexy legs of his girlfriend, blonde bombshell Lauren, a stunningly beautiful girl with long flowing blonde hair that came down past her shoulders, bright blue eyes to match her boyfriend's, delicious C cup breasts and a perfectly formed arse. There was indeed something special about this young couple, and that was that they loved bondage, they constantly played Tie Up Games with one another, and to add to the fun of it all they included Lauren's equally gorgeous friend Emily on many occasions.

As Lauren locked lips with her handsome partner she moaned sensually, enthralled by his strong grasp on her thigh, her desire to be controlled was growing...

"We should take this someplace more comfortable... don't you think?"

Taylor's eyes lit up even as his lips and tongue continued to entwine with hers, glancing over to his bedroom further down the hall, he parted from the kiss and smiled a devious smile.

"Whatever you say hot stuff!"

With that, Taylor bent down, wrapped his big strong arms around Lauren's toned bare legs and hoisted her up onto his shoulder, keeping a hand on her back to balance her out, she squealed and burst into laughter, the pair of them having quite an enjoyable time to say the least as the strapping young man navigated though their lovely looking apartment, the benefits of the both of them coming from well-off families, he wound past the glass coffee table, the black couch, bent down slightly so she wouldn't knock her head on the doorway, and opened the white door to his bedroom. It contained a double bed with brown, black and white covers and sheets, with a large wooden headboard and wooden posts on each corner, aside from that, a wooden bedside table on the right of the bed, and a white chest of drawers on the left. the room itself was painted white or cream (they could never agree on what colour it really was), much like the rest of the house. To the left of the entrance to the room was the en-suite the door to which was currently closed, containing a shower, toilet, and of course the bath, which the enthusiastic couple had shared once or twice.

Despite the beauty of the room, it didn't make much of a difference now, since it was mostly dark save for the street-lights seeping in through the glass sliding door on the side wall, lighting the room up sufficiently enough so the couple could see what they were doing. Taylor didn't bother turning on the light as he carefully put Lauren back on her feet and they continued kissing wildly, after a while she pushed him back onto the bed and they weighed each other up as the sexy voluptuous blonde strutted towards her star-struck boyfriend. He was wearing a pale blue pinstriped shirt, with the sleeves rolled up, showing off his fit physique and bright blue tie with dark grey suit-pants and semi-formal footwear, while she was dressed in a form-fitting white minidress that barely covered her nipples and came down just below her hips, with matching white heels and lovely diamond earrings that Taylor had bought her as a Valentine's gift, whatever they were wearing was irrelevant however, as they both knew they wouldn't be wearing it much longer...

Lauren turned to her side and bent over slightly, bending one knee to accentuate the sexy shape of her thighs, with her perfect butt bulging from under neath the dress.


"You wan this don't you sweetheart?" She muttered softly and sweetly as she ran her hand up his arm, taking hold of it and placing it on her behind.

Taylor was more than willing to accept her invitation and gently wrapped his strong arms around her thighs, reaching up to fondle her butt cheeks at his leisure, but as he ran his hands smoothly up her torso towards her chest, she drew away from him, teasing the chuckling young man devilishly. The stunning blonde swayed as she walked to the en-suite, and unzipped the back of her minidress for him to see the reveal of her healthy white skin, looking over her shoulder with her golden blonde hair covering one eye, she naughtily made her boyfriend an offer:

"If you wait there while I get into something more comfortable, then you can do whatever you want to me all night baby"

Taylor was hardly gonna refuse an offer so perfectly in his favour...

"You got yourself a deal hot stuff"

Smiling, Taylor lay back on the bed, then shrugged to indicate he wasn't going anywhere. Lauren winked at him provocatively and disappeared inside the bathroom, after she closed the door and clicked on the light, Taylor heard an ear-splitting scream which was suddenly cut short...

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
"Hey! You alright sweetheart?!"
"Uhhhh, yeah, yeah, err everything's fine.... there's just... a spider, it scared me is all, don't worry I'll catch it"
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure!"
"Alright then..."

Taylor reluctantly, laid back again on the bed, not taking his eyes off the bathroom door as he continued to watch suspiciously. Lauren meanwhile was paralysed with fear as she took in the image in front of her eyes, still trying to process it: on the toilet seat, heavily bound with white rope around her chest, thighs, elbows, wrists, shins and ankles, was her best friend Emily, a short, beautiful blonde, with a curvaceous figure, gentle hazel eyes and at the moment, a terrified expression on her tear-stained face, her quivering lips covered by several strips of black gaffa tape. Neither girl made a noise, they didn't dare, not with a black-clad masked woman holding a gun to Emily's head...

To be continued...
"A thing is not beautiful because it lasts"
- The Vision

Re: The After-Party (F/MFF)

Postby Mr Underheel » Sat Mar 07, 2015 11:55 am

I like where this is headed!!!

Re: The After-Party (F/MFF)

Postby nadal1234555 » Sat Mar 07, 2015 2:41 pm

brilliant keep going

Re: The After-Party (F/MFF)

Postby 31acujoker » Sat Mar 07, 2015 4:27 pm

Lauren held her hands over her mouth, petrified and not daring to utter a peep, she could feel tears forming in her eyes as she looked upon her helplessly restrained best friend, ropes encasing her naked body and black tape obscuring her lower face. The woman stood with her weapon trained against Emily's head, with her free hand held up to her mouth, her index finger pressed against her lips barely visible through the mouth-hole in her ski mask, she was ordering Lauren to remain silent... or else.

Barely able to comprehend her situation, Lauren instinctively nodded, her hands still clamped over her own mouth in fear, the woman smirked under the mask and pointed at Lauren, tapped Emily's breast, then pointed down, it took Lauren a short while to understand, but finally she realised, she was being ordered to strip! Not wanting any harm to come to herself, her boyfriend or her best friend, the sexy, terrified blonde immediately set about pulling off her beautiful white dress, kicking off her heels and taking off her earrings, but as she did so, their new captor hissed at her, shaking her head, Lauren had to leave the earrings on. Next, the evil woman standing in the middle of Lauren's en-suite twirled her finger in a circle, telling the poor helpless blonde to turn around. Lauren sobbed and was just about hyperventilating with panic and distress, she'd been tied up by Taylor so many times in so many ways, that she knew what would come next. Her lips trembling, she managed to gasp:

"please...please...don't..."

She was met by a gloved hand clamped hard over her mouth and a smack on her bare right breast, making her grunt. Once again her captor put her finger to her lips, Lauren had been warned of the price of making noise. She simply stood there as this mysterious female intruder, clad in a black hoodie and black cargo pants, took more rope from her bag, which Lauren had only just noticed next to the toilet, and very tightly and securely bound the helpless blonde's wrists together. This was followed by a different surprise altogether, out of her back pocket, Lauren's captor pulled out a pair of pink, frilly panties, and as Lauren stared at them she realised... they were HER panties! The ones she'd worn only yesterday!

"No-mmmph!"

The poor restrained young blonde blinked back further tears and struggled pathetically as the well-worn pair of panties were forced between her teeth. She received another slap on her breast for her defiance. Meanwhile, petite Emily was trembling on the toilet, the cold seat and the extreme sensation of fear of her silent captor causing her to shiver uncontrollably against the restrictive tightness of her bonds, her quivering breath could be heard through the tape over her luscious lips, and her face was sticky and wet from the tears she'd shed since her ordeal began. She could remember the moment it happened, Taylor and Lauren had said goodbye outside the club, and as Emily had strolled out to her car, her captor had shot out from nowhere and manhandled her into a van, where she'd been forcefully stripped, her lovely blue dress, which had been a birthday present, torn to shreds as she fought for her life. But the silent kidnapper had planted a chloroformed rag over her mouth and nose, and the last thing she remembered was waking up bound and gagged, with a gun to her head, in Lauren and Taylor's bathroom. If the young couple hadn't stopped at 7 Eleven on the way home, they probably might have gotten home before this crazy bitch.

"Is everything alright in there babe?!"

Lauren glanced alarmingly at her captor, who once again held her finger to her lips, took the panties from Lauren's mouth, and pointed her gun at the scared blonde's head...

"Yeah, it's ok baby... I'll be out soon!"

With that, the panties went back in her mouth, and the perverted female kidnapper finished securing the knots around Lauren's elbows, now she was completely helpless, and the captor finally ensured that she was silent as she took a roll of white microfoam tape, and quietly ripped a strip off the roll, stretching the sticky material and placing it firmly over her mouth. Lauren trembled along with her best friend as the crazy woman took them both by the arm, Emily was hauled to her feet, hopping along hopelessly as she was dragged to the door, and Lauren sobbing with her head bowed as she shuffled along.

Taylor was starting to grow rather impatient, and a little worried, Lauren hadn't come out of the en-suite for almost ten minutes, it didn't take this long to just take your clothes off But then again, he knew that Lauren and her friends were mad on makeup, so she was probably touching it up for him. He let out a heavy sigh and stared drumming on the bed, looking out the window at the streetlight which would illuminate their midnight activities... but then his expression of boredom turned to shock, followed by anger and fear all in one as a black-clad figure stepped out of the door, silhouetted by the light from the en-suite, and with a naked, bound and sobbing blonde on each arm! By God, Taylor thought, it's Lauren and Emily!

"Oh my God baby are you ok?"
"Hmmmph! Mmmmph!"
"Ready for a night of fun big guy?"

All three of her new captors stopped, stunned and stared at the mysterious captor who finally spoke... they knew that voice! They knew it well! Of course! All at once, they looked at each other in realisation and Taylor was the first to blurt it out...

"Hannah?!"

Smirking, Hannah pulled off the ski mask, her long flowing red hair shining in the light from the street as well as the bathroom, and revealing her simply gorgeous green-eyed, soft-featured face.

"Taylor... ladies... it's a pleasure to see you all again!"

To Be Continued...
"A thing is not beautiful because it lasts"
- The Vision

Re: The After-Party (F/MFF)

Postby 31acujoker » Sun Mar 08, 2015 3:55 am

"Hannah, I understand if you're upset, but this is a REALLY big overreaction!"
"Oh, I don't think so Taylor, I think after what you pulled, this is perfectly reasonable!"

The unstable redhead pointed her gun at Lauren's petrified, tear-stained face, as the pretty blonde's eyes widened with fear and she reeled backwards, Hannah grinned with a clearly wicked intent at Taylor, who was now at the edge of the bed, in a panic with his arm outstretched

"NO! No Hannah for God's sake don't do that! Please! Please don't hurt her!"
"You really care about her don't you big guy? But hey, why should that make a difference to me... it didn't make a shred of difference to you!"
"Look, if you have to punish someone, do it to me... it was my fault"
"Yes, it was... and I am punishing you. Now lay down on the bed, hands behind your back, or I'll blow her pretty blonde head off"

The panicked young man did as instructed, he couldn't believe this had come back to haunt him, and now the girl he loved was going to suffer for it. Hannah shoved the two terrified blondes down onto the bed beside him, and after quickly and efficiently tying Lauren's ankles with more rope, she set about binding Taylor's wrists and elbows. Taylor grunted with each yank of the knots as they tightened around his skin, this crazy bitch was stronger than she looked! He knew it was too late to plead or reason with her as she took yet another pair of Lauren's used panties from her back pocket, this pair was black, the ones she'd worn to the gym two nights earlier... Taylor grunted and groaned with disgust and frustration as they were forced into his open mouth, only to be sealed in with several strips of silver tape, now he could do nothing to stop her, regrets were swimming in his head, he should've tried to grab and fight her when she was tying Lauren's legs, but he'd been unwilling to take the risk...

"Mmmmph! Mmmmmph!"
"Oh, don't worry handsome, you, your girlfriend and this sexy little number are really going to enjoy this... that's the point"

Hannah rolled Taylor over onto his back, and grabbed his jaw, getting so close to his face he practically went cross-eyed.

"You're gonna experience what Michael did, before he died!"

Lauren and Emily glanced at each other, confused, before they both shot confused and worried looks at the now bound and gagged Taylor. What did she mean? Who was Michael? Why was she doing this? Hannah had been one of the trio's good friends for more years than they could count! Taylor was almost in tears himself now, he was full of so much regret, and fear that Hannah was going to hurt Lauren and Emily, if she did, he would never forgive himself.

"Time to get a little kinky eh ladies?"

Hannah stroked the girls' blonde locks, which were strewn over the bed much like they themselves were, before reaching three unknown objects out of her gym bag. Laying them out on the bed, the bound and gagged trio all groaned, screamed and grunted like crazy when they recognised what they were: it was a vibrator, a pair of nipple clamps, and a large leather strap-on.

"Ohhh yes! And guess what sluts? Taylor here is going to choose who gets what toy! Aren't you?"

Reluctantly Taylor nodded, Hannah peeled the tape off his cheek and mouth so that it was still stuck to his right cheek, and let him spit the panties out.

"Hannah, please don't do this, I can't change what happened!"
"No, but you can pay for it"
"It Was An Accident!!!"
"Oh Really!!?!"

The enraged redhead grabbed Lauren by her hair and held the gun against her head...

"And what if my trigger finger slips? Would THAT be an accident?!"
"A thing is not beautiful because it lasts"
- The Vision

Re: The After-Party (F/MFF)

Postby RowanTheAngel » Thu May 28, 2015 6:32 am

Please continue this
My kik is MyWingsDontLie
Come and kidnap a superhero(ine)
Pretty please :tied:

Re: The After-Party (F/MFF)

Postby Mr Underheel » Fri May 29, 2015 6:12 pm

Excellent work!