The Bank Job

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The Bank Job
by Lord-Storm,







THE BANK JOB

Part 1

Prologue

Sophie looked across the room to where her friend and colleague Gail Walton sat on a similar high backed wooden chair. She would have spoken to her, but doubted that she would have made much sense, anymore then Gail would, since both girls were securely gagged with several strips of white tape and mouths bulged with course cloth that had been packed inside.
Sophie was a 24 year old management trainee with a major high street bank, was an attractive slender girl, with long blonde hair that curled at the bottom. She had been asked to go with her best friend and colleague Gail to a new large branch in the next county, where they needed to get it up and running.
Gail in contrast was a tall curvy stunning red-head, with the most fantastic legs and bust, as well as being a looker and it was no secret that the personal banking advisor was lusted after by her male colleagues, as well as being chatted up by many lusty male and female customers. However she was engaged and some of the guys had turned their attentions onto Sophie and the pretty young blonde newcomer Emma, who was to accompany them in one of the banks corporate cars, an Audi saloon.
That morning Sophie had gone to pick up Emma first. She wore her knee length figure hugging dark blue uniform dress with short sleeves and red trim around the V-neck collar the hem, just above the knees and edge of the sleeves, a name badge above her left breast declaring her name and in smaller print her position. Her legs were clad in black opaque hosiery, a pair of low heeled comfortable black slip on shoes on stocking feet.
Emma was 18 and very keen to make an impression, this morning as she came out of her house towards the car, Sophie could see the teenager had made an effort. She wore a dark blue knee length skirt, matching jacket and 3” blue slip on shoes and light blue blouse open at the collar, slender legs sheathed in sheer light coloured hose, her blonde hair was tied in to a tight tidy bun and she climbed into the back seat, greeting Sophie excitedly.
When they arrived at Gails two bed surburban house, the tall red head was already waiting, a big smile on her face. A scrunchy held her long red hair back behind the collar of her crisp tight white blouse which accentuated the marvelous bust. A narrow dark belt held the dark blue pin striped skirt above shapely hips, a small blue bow tie at the neck of the blouse, the blue skirt came above the knees, a bit more then the other two girls and seemed to cling tightly to her waist, hips, thighs and firm backside and she wore black 4” high heels. As she turned to wave to her boyfriend, Emma and Sophie noticed the dark contrast seam running up the back of each of the champagne coloured nylons that she wore.
Climbing into the front passenger seat, Gail took her badge off her matching pin striped jacket and pinned it over her ample left breast, as Sophie and Emma had and folded the jacket across her lap, then Sophie had set off, none of the girls noticing the car that pulled off behind, with the four occupants inside. Emma wondered if the seamed sheer nylons Gail wore, were in fact stockings, unaware she would personally soon find out in far then comfortable circumstances.
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Emma tried to move but found her movements severely restricted, she could only vaguely remember the events that had led to her current predicament and was trying to make sense of it all, while at the back of her mind wondering what had happened to her two work colleagues and what would happen next. Not too far away similar thoughts were also going through Sophie and Gail’s heads, but they had heard enough to have a rough idea why they were here.
Sophie and the girls had stopped in a service area and gone inside for a cup of tea then upon their return to the car that's when it had happened. As they went to get in the car Emma had been grabbed by a rough looking guy, a woman with a rather vicious smile had invited her and Gail to get in the car, then climbing onto the back seat beside them. She had blonde hair, which was done in a bun, and had proceeded to remove Emma’s jacket, before she was bundled into a waiting van, blindfolded and with her hands secured with a cable tie around her wrist. To the neutral observer the same three bank girls had got back into their car,only now their eventual destination had changed, as the remaining two captives were forced to obey the new passengers instructions.