The Mission (M/F)

Postby putasockinit2 » Sun Feb 22, 2015 4:16 pm

This story will begin M/F but there is scope for that to change as the story progresses with more characters. The title may also change. Hope you enjoy :)

“There…there’s a group of them, they have weapons, gadgets, everything! They know exactly what they want and where to find it. I’m scared, can you send people out? Quic… ” The line went dead.

“Hey Steve, I thought you said this house had no daytime residents, only there was a voice coming from that room at the top of the stairs and by the sounds of it she was on the phone”

“Interesting, what makes you sure?” Steve replied in a whisper as he slowly got up from cutting the telephone lines within the house.

“One way conversation sir. Sounded female, should we check it out?” The figure stood beside him said as he received a slow nod from Steve.

The pair slowly raised their guns at the top of the stairs, each on a different side of what they presumed was a bedroom door. Their thoughts were confirmed when Steve put his ear to the door and discovered the faint sound of heavy breathing. After a thumbs up to his accomplice of confirmation, his fingers then counted down from 3 to 1 before the door was kicked down and guns were pointed straight at the cowering woman in the corner. She was blonde and wearing a grey hoodie, grey pair of leggings and a pair of long white socks.

“Get up against the wall NOW! Do it now! Come on, move it!” Steve shouted at the woman in a stance of clear authority, to which she responded by immediately doing as he said.

Steve then sent for his colleague to fetch the ‘situation bag’ whilst he made sure she wasn’t armed. As soon as his colleague left the room, he lightly kicked her legs apart and spread her arms to each side in the air as he began an extensive search of her body. He ran his hands slowly up her long slender calves, reaching her toned thighs before he gave her ass a good feel as well as her crotch. His hands then gestured up her back and around to her moderately busty chest. After a good grope in between them and around the chest area in general he stood back and gave her ass a loud slap. The girl moaned.

“You here alone?”

“Y-y-yes I live here alone, I just moved here about a week ago. W-w-what’s going on?” she said obviously shaken by the whole experience.

“Then I guess you are collateral damage. We’re here for something the previous owner may have left behind. Unfortunately you are going to have to come with us, however we will not hurt you. Understand?” he said boldly as the adrenaline from the situation began to disappear and both characters began to calm down a little. At this moment the balaclava figure returned with the bag and chucked it towards the unsuspecting Steve.

“Woah. That was close there, next time pass it” he laughed “Right, I’ll deal with this beauty, you continue searching, we have about 15 minutes before we are in need of leaving, she may have called the emergency services and I aint really in the mood to deal with a few cops.” He smirked as the person let out a little laugh too before leaving the room as requested.

With that, he quickly emptied the bag’s contents onto the floor before he picked up one length of rope and began tightly tying it around her wrists behind her. Once cinched he added more around her elbows, above and below her busty chest and a crotch rope before he helped to sit her down on the floor. He then added rope around her ankles, lower knees, upper knees and thighs, tightly cinching them all.

“You know, you never told me your name” he said with a smile, trying to ease her tension a little.

“It’s Emily.” She responded as she slightly struggled in her bonds testing them.

“Ok Emily, open wide please” he said as he clutched a red ball gag. Once she had done as requested he inserted it and strapped it behind her, giving her ass a slap before leaving to find the others.

He found them in the garage. When asked, they announced to him they had indeed found something, handing a small black box to him. When opened a smile grew on Steve’s face as he showed the others the black portable hard-drive which they had been searching for.

“Good Job team, now let’s get out of here, although I’ll need someone to give me a hand carrying that blonde beauty upstairs back to the van. I think she will fit in well for me back at HQ” he winked and joked with the men as they prepared to leave.

A few moments later, Steve was carrying the helpless Emily down the stairs and into the plain white van parked on the driveway, with the help of a few members of his team to open doors. Once inside the van, a hog-tie rope was added to the slightly struggling girl who wasn’t showing much resistance in her plight, before her bonds were concluded by a leather blindfold. After a quick ass grope, Steve left her alone as he shut the door, finished removing any hint of their being there and drove off with his team, back to HQ with 2 parcels. One they anticipated, the other a pleasant surprise for the plans Steve was beginning to make.
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