The Unexpected Knock

Postby Three » Fri Mar 26, 2010 12:27 pm

I realise there is mistakes, sorry. Hope you enjoy and any suggestion for any future parts?
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I unbolted the door and hid my body behind it, the breeze ran up my legs and I was only thankful I had worn boxers.
On the doorstep two men stood who were dressed in blue overalls with clipboards. One had brown short hair and possessed a rather musty moustache on his upper lip and stretched all the way to his cheeks. The other was slightly taller and older, had black hair with sideburns and had a gigantic mole on his chin. Behind them was blue van but it had no work logo or name on it… who were they?

Scratching my head, the smaller man began to speak “Hello, sir, is there anybody home with you?” he poked his head behind mine and peered into the hallway. Still confused and thumping with a headache I crooked out “Uh, my parents are out of town… a friend’s with me…” immediately the smaller one wrote something on his clipboard.
“What’s your name then, sir?” the taller one asked, his hand reaching into his overalls. “It’s, uh, Michael…” I replied. The man pulled out a rather large hanky and began to unfold it. “Is there a problem?” I asked, squinting at the men’s faces.
Peering into the man’s hand he had unfolded the hanky and a… gun was left in the palm of his hand. “Well, Michael, we want you to let us in…” I froze.

Without uttering a word they came into the house, pushing past me they shut the door behind them. The smaller one grabbed my shoulder and took me into the lounge before shoving me to the floor. “Keep quiet and put your hands on your head” he ordered, I did as told – still perplexed by the situation. He nodded to the other man who was making his way upstairs with the gun… Sam!

“Liste-” I began to speak but a hand came flying into my face landing onto my nose. Falling from my knees my arms reacted and covered my nose, I swore. “Shut up and put your hands on your head!” the man ordered again.
Biting my lip I lifted onto my knees and placed my hands on my head once again – I felt blood rush from my nose.

Bangs were being heard upstairs, not gun shots – thankfully – but more thumping into furniture. A minute later it stopped and footsteps were being echoed down the stairs.
Looking into the hallway I saw Sam, his hands on his head and his hair in a state – the taller man followed.
Being shoved beside me, but not too close, Sam looked at me then his eyes reached my nose and his face turned to disgust.

“Who the heck are you, you blo-” he was knocked from his knees and onto his sides; the smaller man had walloped him across his cheeks. “You keep quiet or you pay the consequences” he said, taking his hand into his overalls and also withdrew a gun from a hanky.

Around ten minutes had gone past. I and Sam were being guarded by the shorter guy while the other was searching the house – for what I didn’t know.
I and Sam had shared glances but soon turned away, afraid we were going to get a sharper blow in the face.

The man walked into the lounge and in his hands were two rolls of thick, grey duct tape. He threw his companion a roll.
“Both of you put your hands behind your back together, cooperate or else my hand will go sorely into your faces” the taller guy said, he must have felt quite weak compared to his companion and was now ready to be the leader.

We both brought our hands to our backs as each man tied me and Sam. They wrapped it tightly causing me to swear and sometimes Sam and leaving our hands numb without circulation – or much of it.
Then they went on their knees and wrapped rolls above and below our knees making us wobble although occasionally they did offer support.

Standing beside each other they took a glance at their work, smiling with satisfaction.

Sam was looking at the floor, he was an easy blower and it looked like he was going to blow. While the two men turned away from us and began to talk I whispered to Sam, “Psst, what… what do they want?” then looked away hoping the men wouldn’t notice. I soon regretted asking. “They’re paedos, preying on flipping 15 year olds!” he yelled, catching the men’s attention.

“I told you to be quiet, didn’t I?” the shorter man said, Sam replied by spitting at his feet, “I don’t care who the hell do yo-” the shorter man punched Sam in his face sending his body collapsing to the floor. Then the man ripped a piece of tape from his roll, took the hanky from his pocket then placed it against Sam’s mouth. “Open up, now!” he commanded, Sam turned away and grinded his teeth. The man laughed, he pulled his gun out.

As he lifted the gun it suddenly aimed at me, Sam immediately panicked, “No, ok! I’ll open, I’ll open!” I just closed my eyes and said my prayers. But no bullet came.
Only the muffled sound as a hanky was shoved into Sam’s move then sealed over with duct tape. The man chuckled but Sam just looked to the floor again – ashamed and he seemed more afraid than angered.

“No kicking now…” the taller man said to me as he leaned down and lifted me to my shoulder, he then turned his body towards the door and opened it. Lifting my head I saw the smaller man do the same with Sam, following behind us.

As we made our way into the garden I realised… I wasn’t gagged, it was near 7 in the morning and surely someone would hear? Or look? Should I take that chance?

I screamed, well more roared. I kicked and I shook causing the guy to lose balance. But, it seemed no trick. He continued to walk down the garden to the blue van waiting by the curb.
Opening the door he threw me in, literally. I hissed with pain seeming as I was bound and I had just been dropped on metal. Soon Sam followed being slammed against me.

With my screaming stopped and Sam muted the men looked down on us from the back of the van doors, “Put them to sleep…” the shorter man said to the taller.

Before I could squeal and refuse the hanky had already been drawn to my mouth and the world suddenly seemed darker…

Re: The Unexpected Knock

Postby Boundgal08 » Fri Mar 26, 2010 1:36 pm

That's a good story.. hope to read more :D

Cheers,
BG
BOUNDGIRL!
Probably the kinkiest woman you will ever meet!
I am a switch, I like to put a man in ropes and also have a man put me in ropes!
I am the 'Queen of bondage'

Re: The Unexpected Knock

Postby kidnapplz » Wed May 26, 2010 6:30 pm

hope to read more plz

Re: The Unexpected Knock

Postby mikeybound » Sun Aug 26, 2012 10:53 am

Like it!