New House

Postby TheDrummer94 » Sun Aug 26, 2012 5:13 pm

Samantha and Harold were sound asleep on a Sunday morning. The two masked figures moved through the house silently, knowing exactly what they were going to do. The two figures slipped into the bedrooms, and quickly twisted Samantha and Harold's arms behind their backs. The couple woke up immediately, and started to scream for help. After the two masked figures bound their hands, they ball gagged the two hostages, and began to tie their ankles.
"We just wanted to thank you," Said the first masked figure, "for so willingly giving us your house."
He took off his mask to reveal a clean shaven, well groomed face. His accomplice also took off her mask, revealing a young attractive female with thick brown hair.
"Yeah," she said. "We really appreciate it."
"Let's lay down the ground rules," the man said, as he went through their drawers. "We own your house now, and everything in it."
"That includes you two. Rule two: No names. We already know who you are, you are simply to refer to us as your king and queen."
"Rule three," The King continued. "You do whatever we tell you to do. There are no other options and there are no negotiations."
"You guys are our little slaves for as long as we want!" She laughed heartily. "Now, what do you think we should do with them?"
"I'm thinking we tie them up a little bit better before we make ourselves more comfortable."
"You folks have a lovely house," The Queen sighed. "I guess I should say, WE have a lovely house, right, hun?"
"You got that right, babe. Now, we're gonna do this with no fighting, you go it?"
Both Samantha and Harold nodded. The King walked over to Harold as the Queen began untying Samantha's wrists.
"Leave the gags in, what do you think?" The King asked.
"Most definitely. Sammy here looks just so adorable in this gag. I could just eat her up," The Queen teased.
After The King untied Harold's wrists, Harold jumped up, and tried to attack him. The King leveled him with a punch, and Sammy screamed into her gag.
"Oh, shut up," The Queen pulled Sammy's hair. "He knew the rules."
"Yeah, and now, he's gonna regret it."
The King bent down, and forcefully jerked Harolds hands behind his back. He grabbed a roll of duct tape off of a clip on his belt, and tightly and quickly wrapped his wrists and hands with it. He pulled him to his feet, and brought him to the closet of the bedroom. He forced him to bend over, and wrapped his hands to one of the clothes racks with duct tape. He also wrapped his feet more heavily, and then wrapped tape around his head, over his ball gag as well.
"Now, she gets punished, too," He came out of the closet, and grabbed her. "Let's go out to the garage."

After they set Samantha down on a stool in the garage, The Queen went back inside while The King went out to their van to get more rope.
"We're gonna teach you and your husband some respect," he said as he came back and started tying her wrists. "And I really hope it takes a long time to do so."
After he tied her elbows as close as they could be and wrapped rope around her chest, pinning her arms, he laid her down flat on the floor. He pulled her legs up and tied her in a strict hogtie, also tying her long red hair into the design. After he was finished, he picked her up by the rope, which pulled her hair, making her shriek, and put her in the trunk of her own car.
"You can sit in here for a couple hours, and think about how you can respect us better. Got it, slave?"
Samantha just whimpered into her gag.
The King slammed the trunk, and went back inside.

To be continued.

Re: New House

Postby TheDrummer94 » Thu Sep 06, 2012 7:56 am

The King came back into the house to find the Queen sitting at the dining room table.
"I can't believe this is actually happening!" She greeted him.
"After all those years of planning, it's finally coming true."
"So I was thinking," The Queen sighed, "they're both day traders, so they don't need to leave the house to go to work."
"So, we just tie them up at their desks and leave them there all day."
"And then at night, we can put them to work as our slaves."
"I like the way you think," The King laughed.
"While they're at their desks, I don't think they need a reason to talk."
"So, we just keep them gagged all day, too?"
"I think we should try to be nice owners," The Queen said. "Let's give them a break from their gags for an hour starting at noon. That's when we'll feed them lunch."
"We'll leave them tied to their chairs though," The King agreed.
"We should try to find some big dog cages to put them in at night. We aren't going to let them sleep in their bed."
"No, definitely not. That's our's, now."
"And nothing sexual, either. That's just too much. These are our pets, not our lovers. They shall be treated as pets."
"I like the way you think," The Queen got up to make some coffee.
"I know we have a couple cages back at our house. Do you wanna go get them?"
"We could also get a bunch of other stuff, too. These two don't seem like the kinky type."
"What do we do with them while we leave, though?"
"Let's tie them up in the back room of the basement, where no one could ever hear them or see them."
"Alright, I'll go get the husband, you go get the wife."

The King walked to the bedroom, and unwrapped the husband from the pole. He also unwrapped all of the tape on his head, too.
"I would take the gag out, but I don't think you'll be very cooperative."
"MMMMMMPH." The man pleaded.
"No. You and your wife are now our pets. You belong to us. You will be humiliated and bound every single day of your life until we decide to let you free. That could be a very long time, because this has been a dream of ours for three years, at least."
The man jerked and tried to get free, but the King held him strong.
"Let's get you to the basement."

The Queen popped the trunk to reveal the woman struggling endlessly. She undid the hogtie, and pulled her out of the trunk, wrapped her arms around her, and kissed the top of her head. The woman was shaking and making little moaning sounds.
"Sweetheart, sweetheart, calm down. It's gonna be okay. You're just going to be my little slave for awhile. If I take your gag out, do you promise not to scream?"
The woman nodded sincerely. The Queen took her gag out, and smoothed her hair down.
"So you are going to be my personal little puppy. Do you like the sound of that?"
"Not really..."
"Oh, but you must! You get to be tied and gagged all day. Bound and helpless all the time. Don't you just love the sound of that?"
"How could anyone -MMMMM" The Queen clamped her hand over her mouth.
"Of course you like it. You're going to be the best little puppy in the world. Maybe I should get you a cute little costume so I can dress you up like my little doggy, huh?"
The woman shook her head.
"Well, you're going to do it, and you're going to like it."
The Queen pulled the ball gag back into the woman's mouth, and brought her to the back room of the basement.
"This little one says she wants to dress up for us. She wants to dress like a little puppy. Ain't that right, pet?"
The woman moaned into her gag, and struggled.
"You think that's gonna be enough to hold them?" Queen asked.
"It's gonna have to be, it's really all we've got."
The Queen knelt down, and pulled the woman's head in her lap.
"If either you or your husband mess around," She said, stroking the woman's face and hair. "I'll personally see to it that you and only you get punished. Don't forget who owns you, pup."
She laughed, and stood up.
"Ready to go?" The King asked.
"I think so."
The Queen shut off the lights, leaving the two victims to struggle, and The King and Queen left to get more toys.

To be continued.

Re: New House

Postby Jack Roper » Thu Sep 06, 2012 10:36 am

Excellent story. You moved the plot along quite quickly. And....maybe a little more description of each of the characters might be helpful. Please continue!