She slipped her hands inside and behind the tights…….wriggling her backside slightly……..making sure there were no folds………making sure the panties underneath were sat correctly………she then pulled up the elastic waistband…….up and over her hips……..the elastic waistband snapped into place around her waist
The snap of elastic once again resounded in the closed space of the bedroom……..
Followed by……
“MMMmmmnnn”
She then placed a deliciously black layered foot onto the small stool………..her knee now high
She saw her painted toes under the reinforced seam………
She then gently rotated her hands downward and along her slinky smooth legs……..adjusting the tights when necessary ……..making sure there were no folds and all the seams were correct
Her hand lingered over her coated black knee………
My God….what a change a shower, a shave and nylon could make to a woman who had neglected her legs……..
She was starting to feel different……..a little more sexy
“ghmph”
“grrgh”
'MMPPPHHHH!!!!!
It seemed that squeezing into the black tights had provoked some kind of reaction…….
She repeated the process on her other leg………….
Finally she had finished…….so far
She was now clothed in a real woman’s bra……..panties and tights……..not those disgusting off white things they had always provided her with at the institution………..she had dreamt of this occasion for many years…….
But those bitches there had always tormented her………mocked her
Walking around as if they didn’t know……..they did it on purpose……….pretending that they needed to scratch an itch on a stockinged leg……..slipping their feet out of their heeled shoes, flashing their painted toes under the stockings……adjusting their skirts………….playing with buttons on blouses………tongues licking lipstick coated lips……..pretending that they did not know that she was watching them…….they knew alright…….they were just torturing her…….playing with her……….laughing at her…….
So every day and on every opportune occasion………she had overtly spied on any one of those normal and outwardly respectable looking women….…due to her repentive acting skills and her false charming and disarming demeanor she had had the chance to do so………
Be they administrative assistants, secretaries or managers in the Administration building……...all prancing around in their various outfits……..ignoring her as she collected bins and rubbish……
The social workers……..with their fancy talk and degrees in education………promising that they would cure her of her special illness……….
The cleaning or char force ladies carrying out their mundane toil…………although they did not know it they were the same as her……prisoners of a system that kept them low……….
Maybe one of those fancy lady psychiatrists or Doctors……………so arrogant in their never-ending wisdom and positions of authority…….
They were all out to drive her insane……………..
Definitely those nurses…….especially the younger ones……..they would’ve got it…..
It was the way they talked……..as if she did not exist……..and if they did acknowledge her presence it was like being a pet………
They were generally condescending and patronizing towards her………
They made her feel like a freak……….
Swaggering and boasting around her in their tight uniforms………making her imagine all the time on what they wore underneath………
She had wanted to look like them………be them………she desired what they were dressed in…..she wanted what they had strapped around their bodies, on what covered their skin…..…….she wanted to use their names and looks to escape……….she wanted to replace them……..break out and sneak off to their homes
She not only wanted to replace them she also wanted to sleep with those husbands and boyfriends that they constantly kept babbling on about……..at times they were like teenagers…..…giggling to themselves about how much great sex they were getting………most of the time in the morning……….before they had made the journey to work
She wanted to fuck their men, pretending to be them……..knowing all the time that they themselves at the moment of coupling were stripped, bound, helpless and gagged……..stuffed somewhere in a dark closet.........
But she never had the chance…….they were never alone, they were not allowed to be….…..but she had learned patience……….she had learned not to act on lust and impulse………
She was waiting for a chance to escape……….a chance to plan and formulate a plan to do so……..
As it turned out it was the guards themselves that were the way out………..the guards that guarded all those prospective and vulnerable women that she had watched for so long………..
And now, this fine morning it was not just a flight of fantasy ………just dreamed up and furtively acted upon during lights out under the cover of her issued duvet…….she too now wore over her skin tight and slinky satin and smooth nylon…………..
As she had been destined to do by nature itself………but denied by man
She really was insane…………..incurable
"Mth mh gh!”
That annoying noise brought her back to the now……..
She wanted to see herself…….she wanted a full view of her body…….
Plus she needed suitable outer wear……
She padded over to a full length mirror that had been installed on one of the wardrobes or closets made in modern white pine…...there were four wardrobes…..all large, the woman of the house liked her clothes……..the mirror was head to toe in size..…
She stood straight…..her shoulders back….tummy in….her legs slightly parted……she soaked in the sight of herself….
Her stomach tingled……..her breathing was short, it pained her chest a little…….her heart was pumping………..she was that excited…..
Her face was now very attractive………
The rather plain, pale and ragged looking creature that she had been was now gone…..…
Replacing that hunted animal was another person……..
She had based her looks on that of a typical drug addict……..and on purpose…..waiting for the chance to escape……..given that chance her transformation would have been unrecognizable……….
It had worked…….
Now she looked very fine…...very fine indeed.......the makeup had done wonders……..her hair was too short for her own taste, but only she would know that and it would grow in time…….plus she had heard they had done wonders with wigs nowadays……..
Otherwise to anyone else, she just looked a like a woman……a rather young looking woman at that………she wanted others to see her as someone else, a certain person………..somebody not that well known……someone that was almost a stranger in a very small community……….she now looked very similar to that person……….but to those who knew that person well…….well, not quite……..those people would have rumbled her as an imposter straight away……..
The makeup and cosmetics had taken decades off her real age; she had always had good genes…....she had always looked younger than her real years, but the sanatorium had taken its toll……….her attempts at making herself look gray and ill had involved using toxic materials………..
Her face was a little too thin…….a little harsh……….not at all girlie girlie……..or soft……..but when she smiled……it was a different story……..it looked like butter would not melt in her mouth…….and that’s what she was doing right now……...smiling to herself in the mirror……she was practicing…….
She would be back to her old self soon enough……….
Her choice in bra had been a good one…….nice sturdy and plain……..she liked the dark gray on her skin tone…….. the bra enhanced her bust very well, there would be a nice shape and curve under any dress or top she chose to wear that day………..she was sporting a great cleavage…….she jumped up and down…….three times in fact….….her breasts did not move…….great support too if she had to run……..she fingered the stitched bow between her tits………nice touch
Her black knickers underneath the darker support of the tights were obscured……blending in darker under the black nylon…….
The slight V or dip of the bikini style briefs were on show………..her belly button just above the elastic waistband……….her pale skin under the nylon enhanced the effect……….a seam cutting down straight from the center, cutting the darker panties in half…….. from the waistband then disappearing under her delicious crotch……….
She spun on her nylon sheathed heel……a half pirouette….looking at her backside in the mirror……the knickers fully covered her shapely buttock cheeks…….not as peachy as before…..but they would fill out in time…….she loved the affect of the tights on her arse…….the U shaped bra on her back……..her new briefs…….she placed her hands on her hips as she twisted her body
'MMPHHHHH, MGHMMM!!
'MMPPPHHHH!!!!!
That was rather loud she thought……….
The black panties were seamless anyway……just sitting up to her hips…...if she had more weight and her belly was not sunken then the affect would have been more alluring……..but yet again, with more weight the knickers maybe would have been too small……..
She looked at her face in the mirror………
‘Hello’, she heard a soft female voice……a little husky, like it was out of practice
She coughed….then tried again
‘Hello’
She giggled…….mocking herself, it was a girlish giggle……she had copied it from those nurses’s………
LOCKED DOORS
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jaegerhunde01
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
‘Hello, how are you today’ …..the tone and accent was rather natural and neutral…….but pronounced in very good and well spoken English……….it was a nice and pleasant accent……
Maybe Southern…..from the Home Counties………
The feel of the feminine undies were making her a woman once more………..adding to the occasion
‘I am very well thank you……..the weather is rather good today’……..again, the accent richer….fuller……spoken with more confidence……..
Her accent at the institution had been atrocious……….initially every third word was followed by a cuss or derogatory swear word…… but it had never been her natural accent…..they had expected a common and foul mouthed tongue, and they had received what they had expected……..
She had been practicing her accent for a long time………
It was based on someone she had known a long time ago…….a Doctor who had long left the institution……
She expected it to be different from that person she intended to be ………but still………that person was unknown to most of the people she intended to interact with……..
‘Where are the hard files on the current medical personnel’……….the tone heard was a demand, but in a more pleasant form……a disguised order in fact……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
In the background……..
‘Wow’ she exclaimed……….it was all she could think of……..
She licked her painted lips again….…a big smile……her teeth needed a little whitening though…….neglect and too much crappy food
But what a transformation on what she had looked like just a few hours before……….
Okay………she was getting there………she had some new underwear and more……she now had access to loads of women’s clothes……..she now wore makeup…….her hair was styled and looked rather healthy for a change……
Jewelry next she decided……..like all real ladies did
But what to wear
She had no idea as she had not worn any in years…….do you wear too much……..flaunt it…….large stones……….no stones………thick necklace or thin………ear rings……..what was in fashion……..was junk jewelry in or out……..beads or string……….it had been so long ago
It had been so long ago that they had put her back in that type of place………………..
She looked back at the small wall mounted TV for inspiration ……no luck there……interviews outside Westminster……it was raining hard……..everyone was wearing coats or hats………buried under umbrellas
The running typed news feed had still not announced her escape………
Ah…….but there was someone who could help her out on that little conundrum……..someone who was modeling an up-to-date collection of jewelry………right now and right here……
“ghnnth”…….a grunt
Once again……since she had opened that boot last night…….
She had once again become aware of the set of hateful eyes boring into her………..
She smiled …....a big wicked smile…….her face now looking rather cruel…..…her eyes looking slightly slanted and mad…….her whole complexion looked a little demented……..
No surprise there really as she actually was demented……..and unbalanced……..and rather dangerous to be around……..not a person that one should be accidently acquainted with……..
She was…….and had been……..legally certified….….as a public menace……..they had declared her insane……..she was as mad as a hatter……..
Jewelry……..Her unstable mind flitted back to her lack of adornment
She would and could appropriate them………take it all
And why not she decided …….it was all there for the taking anyway……...everything in this house was free……technically it was all hers now………….she could help herself
She turned to her right…….hands to her sides……..forming fists……..her newly varnished nails digging into her palms……..creating white spots in her palms……..
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
She was now looking at a part of the bedroom that she had ignored until now…….ignored since she had completed her special task…..……...
She had until now blanked this part of the room out of her mind……….after she had left it to go and shower and clean up……
She had again ignored the said corner when she had reentered the bedroom just wearing a slinky short white satin night dress with its spaghetti straps that she had discovered hanging up on a hook within the smart and modern bathroom….…….such privacy she had not enjoyed for decades as she had lathered herself up in another woman’s soaps, shampoo and sweet smelling oils……..
She had been naked and damp underneath the light and soft satin……..even wearing that skimpy garment was a luxury to be savored ……...looking all fresh, rosy pink and clean…..her teeth clean, she had used a real woman’s deodorant…….her hair now washed and blown dry with a real woman’s hairdryer…………
She had been indifferent to the distressed groans and moans that had been emanating from that particular corner of the bedroom...…it was obviously a bedroom that was being used by a woman……..the silly muted racket was a rather noisy and annoying distraction……....it would be a lot easier if some people would except their situation with a little more grace……rather than pointlessly mewing like a cat to no one that really cared……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
‘’Mmmm’
“ghmph”…………That’s all she kept hearing in the background
The source of the unwanted ‘Mumpfing’ was coming from where the wardrobes ended and the dressing table began…….in a corner of the room………away from the windows of course, whose curtains were drawn to keep out any unwanted attention, away from any outside prying eyes…….secure from being interrupted in her nefarious business……..
A high backed wooden framed kitchen chair had been placed in that specific corner…………
And someone had been tightly tape tied to it………
She stared down, both hands on her hips………now positioned were the taut and restrictive waistband of her newly acquired tights had dug into her trim waist……below sat the squirming and gyrating figure that had been causing the irritating disturbance…….
“ghnnth”
‘uurrghh’
‘Hmmm’
Her nylon sheathed legs and thighs slightly apart……..in a domineering pose…….fresh black panties obscured but very visible underneath………
She looked on in general disgust…….fancy letting yourself being forced into that humiliating position…..
“MMMmmmnnn”
She sighed and tutted……as if reproaching a tiresome and naughty child………
The nameless figure, whose dainty looking head was currently bobbing and twisting…..…was obviously that of a female……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
She looked on……she really enjoyed the spectacle……..she really did……
She remembered how easy it had been to overpower and subdue her………a typically weak and average specimen of the sex…….not used to getting physical in the defensive way……there had been no fight……no struggle or screams for help……....no resistance at all……..the attack had been over in seconds…….
Judging by her now exposed figure there was no doubt that the young woman was probably very capable of being very energetic when lying on her back, she looked the type……..which was just as well, as her underwear had fitted like a glove…….perfect……..no doubt her other clothes would not disappoint either…….
She had been easy to control too, so far……
'MMPH'
Strutting to her car in the early evening darkness, leather bag with a strap over her shoulder……….in her poncy smart office outfit, her heels clicking on the illuminated car park macadam………..searching for her car fob within her shoulder bag……her hair tied tight in a bun….…her head down…….
She had only seen what she thought was a female security guard approaching from some hospital building………not the detention wings which were fenced off, gated and secure…….the woman only saw the guard briefly and took no notice…….
But the guard approaching her was not a guard……….
The woman never saw the homemade small but heavy kosh that had rendered the real female guard comatose back in one of the shower blocks……
A dull thump sound only………..then
‘Uhg’……a labored gasp
Before she had known it the woman was unconscious and had been bundled into the back of the boot of her small Italian branded car……..
Only by removing and wearing the woman’s long brown colored overcoat and presenting her ID to the main gate had ensured that she had driven out of the mental institution with no fuss……..the guards at the gate hardly took any notice of her………she believed that they had being watching a football match……
Maybe Southern…..from the Home Counties………
The feel of the feminine undies were making her a woman once more………..adding to the occasion
‘I am very well thank you……..the weather is rather good today’……..again, the accent richer….fuller……spoken with more confidence……..
Her accent at the institution had been atrocious……….initially every third word was followed by a cuss or derogatory swear word…… but it had never been her natural accent…..they had expected a common and foul mouthed tongue, and they had received what they had expected……..
She had been practicing her accent for a long time………
It was based on someone she had known a long time ago…….a Doctor who had long left the institution……
She expected it to be different from that person she intended to be ………but still………that person was unknown to most of the people she intended to interact with……..
‘Where are the hard files on the current medical personnel’……….the tone heard was a demand, but in a more pleasant form……a disguised order in fact……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
In the background……..
‘Wow’ she exclaimed……….it was all she could think of……..
She licked her painted lips again….…a big smile……her teeth needed a little whitening though…….neglect and too much crappy food
But what a transformation on what she had looked like just a few hours before……….
Okay………she was getting there………she had some new underwear and more……she now had access to loads of women’s clothes……..she now wore makeup…….her hair was styled and looked rather healthy for a change……
Jewelry next she decided……..like all real ladies did
But what to wear
She had no idea as she had not worn any in years…….do you wear too much……..flaunt it…….large stones……….no stones………thick necklace or thin………ear rings……..what was in fashion……..was junk jewelry in or out……..beads or string……….it had been so long ago
It had been so long ago that they had put her back in that type of place………………..
She looked back at the small wall mounted TV for inspiration ……no luck there……interviews outside Westminster……it was raining hard……..everyone was wearing coats or hats………buried under umbrellas
The running typed news feed had still not announced her escape………
Ah…….but there was someone who could help her out on that little conundrum……..someone who was modeling an up-to-date collection of jewelry………right now and right here……
“ghnnth”…….a grunt
Once again……since she had opened that boot last night…….
She had once again become aware of the set of hateful eyes boring into her………..
She smiled …....a big wicked smile…….her face now looking rather cruel…..…her eyes looking slightly slanted and mad…….her whole complexion looked a little demented……..
No surprise there really as she actually was demented……..and unbalanced……..and rather dangerous to be around……..not a person that one should be accidently acquainted with……..
She was…….and had been……..legally certified….….as a public menace……..they had declared her insane……..she was as mad as a hatter……..
Jewelry……..Her unstable mind flitted back to her lack of adornment
She would and could appropriate them………take it all
And why not she decided …….it was all there for the taking anyway……...everything in this house was free……technically it was all hers now………….she could help herself
She turned to her right…….hands to her sides……..forming fists……..her newly varnished nails digging into her palms……..creating white spots in her palms……..
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
She was now looking at a part of the bedroom that she had ignored until now…….ignored since she had completed her special task…..……...
She had until now blanked this part of the room out of her mind……….after she had left it to go and shower and clean up……
She had again ignored the said corner when she had reentered the bedroom just wearing a slinky short white satin night dress with its spaghetti straps that she had discovered hanging up on a hook within the smart and modern bathroom….…….such privacy she had not enjoyed for decades as she had lathered herself up in another woman’s soaps, shampoo and sweet smelling oils……..
She had been naked and damp underneath the light and soft satin……..even wearing that skimpy garment was a luxury to be savored ……...looking all fresh, rosy pink and clean…..her teeth clean, she had used a real woman’s deodorant…….her hair now washed and blown dry with a real woman’s hairdryer…………
She had been indifferent to the distressed groans and moans that had been emanating from that particular corner of the bedroom...…it was obviously a bedroom that was being used by a woman……..the silly muted racket was a rather noisy and annoying distraction……....it would be a lot easier if some people would except their situation with a little more grace……rather than pointlessly mewing like a cat to no one that really cared……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
‘’Mmmm’
“ghmph”…………That’s all she kept hearing in the background
The source of the unwanted ‘Mumpfing’ was coming from where the wardrobes ended and the dressing table began…….in a corner of the room………away from the windows of course, whose curtains were drawn to keep out any unwanted attention, away from any outside prying eyes…….secure from being interrupted in her nefarious business……..
A high backed wooden framed kitchen chair had been placed in that specific corner…………
And someone had been tightly tape tied to it………
She stared down, both hands on her hips………now positioned were the taut and restrictive waistband of her newly acquired tights had dug into her trim waist……below sat the squirming and gyrating figure that had been causing the irritating disturbance…….
“ghnnth”
‘uurrghh’
‘Hmmm’
Her nylon sheathed legs and thighs slightly apart……..in a domineering pose…….fresh black panties obscured but very visible underneath………
She looked on in general disgust…….fancy letting yourself being forced into that humiliating position…..
“MMMmmmnnn”
She sighed and tutted……as if reproaching a tiresome and naughty child………
The nameless figure, whose dainty looking head was currently bobbing and twisting…..…was obviously that of a female……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
She looked on……she really enjoyed the spectacle……..she really did……
She remembered how easy it had been to overpower and subdue her………a typically weak and average specimen of the sex…….not used to getting physical in the defensive way……there had been no fight……no struggle or screams for help……....no resistance at all……..the attack had been over in seconds…….
Judging by her now exposed figure there was no doubt that the young woman was probably very capable of being very energetic when lying on her back, she looked the type……..which was just as well, as her underwear had fitted like a glove…….perfect……..no doubt her other clothes would not disappoint either…….
She had been easy to control too, so far……
'MMPH'
Strutting to her car in the early evening darkness, leather bag with a strap over her shoulder……….in her poncy smart office outfit, her heels clicking on the illuminated car park macadam………..searching for her car fob within her shoulder bag……her hair tied tight in a bun….…her head down…….
She had only seen what she thought was a female security guard approaching from some hospital building………not the detention wings which were fenced off, gated and secure…….the woman only saw the guard briefly and took no notice…….
But the guard approaching her was not a guard……….
The woman never saw the homemade small but heavy kosh that had rendered the real female guard comatose back in one of the shower blocks……
A dull thump sound only………..then
‘Uhg’……a labored gasp
Before she had known it the woman was unconscious and had been bundled into the back of the boot of her small Italian branded car……..
Only by removing and wearing the woman’s long brown colored overcoat and presenting her ID to the main gate had ensured that she had driven out of the mental institution with no fuss……..the guards at the gate hardly took any notice of her………she believed that they had being watching a football match……
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jaegerhunde01
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
I bet they were taking notice now……she smiled at that……..
That same woman, once stuffed in the boot of her car was now bound and gagged to one of her own kitchen chairs……..
The escapee was not stupid, far from it…..although incarcerated and separated from society she knew what being in a society entailed……
She knew the theory behind driving a car……she had been surprisingly good at it…….and more importantly she knew all about route navigation devices……
Sat in the car wearing that coat with the engine running she had just typed in ‘Home’…….and ‘Bingo’……the route she needed to follow had popped up…….God, did she love the internet…….it was so educational at times……..
Luckily the woman had only started to come around as they drove into the small driveway of her house……..a suburban area, not far from the institution, around two miles in fact……the area looked fairly quiet and nothing special……..there was not a person around, only a few lights on in some of the other houses……..there was one house on the side to the one she had driven into……..semi detached was the word she needed…….on the other side was open ground……..the street being surrounded by lots of trees and undergrowth………..
Good……..she only had one neighbor to worry about……..
The garage door opened electronically via the key fob……..when driving inside the woman locked in her boot had started to shout…….not very loudly at first……..she was obviously very confused and probably frightened………
Very quickly she moved……….once more the unfortunate woman had been koshed into silence………..
‘Help…….help me’ getting louder
‘Hel….’ ……WHACK……’UUghhh’……..then silence had returned……..
A long tan stockinged layered leg was visible hanging limp from outside the well of the boot……..the darker rip guard of her tights high on the thigh…….her dress had risen up while she had groggily attempted to get out of the back of the car………
She looked around…….
No one in the street had noticed anything untoward………no one had heard the woman’s strained voice…….her short cry for help……..the street had remained silent
The attacker pulled the woman’s long coat around her body…..hiding the ill fitting security guard uniform underneath…….a white shirt, once equipped with a black tie, black trousers with oxford type leather shoes…….
Satisfied that all was undisturbed she walked back into the small garage…….pressing the fob key to close the overhead sliding door as she entered……….
And now the woman of the house was gagged…….and she was not very happy about it
“grrgh”
It was too late now to show a little spunk……
‘UUUrrrgghhh’
She had been beat up in her own house…….in her own bedroom humiliated…….somewhere that was supposed to be safe………..a sanctuary ……..
‘Hey…don’t look at me with those eyes……..just be a good girl’ said the escapee
'MMF FHPH!'
The eyes in question belonged to a young woman….assuming she was young, her body looked young and fresh and very juicy…….there were parts on her that one just wanted to squeeze all day…..….it was hard to make out her facial features at this present moment in time……
‘The more you struggle……the tighter they get’
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
The assumed to be young woman….….with her gyrating bound body, her arse sliding on the dark varnish of the wooden chair…..up, down, backwards and forwards……her head was lolling from side to side………forward and backwards…..pushing her face forward and attempting to scream at this strange other woman now parading in some of her underwear and tights………...
“Mmm nwmr ghwm mwnn whnn thmph!”……….roughly translated as ‘You will never get away with this’
She was trying to twist her arms from behind her back..…….her thin dainty arms vigorously moving, her small petite fingers were flexing rapidly……….
But she was being prevented from doing so…….her wrists were tightly tied behind her body with her arms being pulled straight down low to the back of the chair……….likewise her knees had been widely forced apart……...those limbs had also been rendered useless……..her loins, pubis and crotch were outrageously visible for anyone to ogle and leer at………god forbid touch or feel her up…….…her thick womanly and soft thighs were likewise spread…………her ankles tightly tied to the rear chair legs……….not the front………pulling her legs forcefully back……thus forcing her hips forward……..
Her body had been tied to the chair in an awkward and very restrictive way that consequently caused numbing pain and discomfort………it was basically a stress position
It was like an interrogation position that caused stress to the one forcibly detained…….designed for the detainee to eventually provide information that they have no wish in disclosing……..or just….to break ones spirit of defiance……….
Her obvious distress and shame had also been amplified and made more wretched…….not to say her personal dignity violated……..by how she had been bound and what materials had been used in gagging and tying her with…….
The young woman who was in a obvious state of distress and shame wore a sheer tan stocking……….a thigh high hold up complete with a lacy elastic thigh band or welt as they are called in the trade……but the sheer nylon ladies stocking was not right now coating and complimenting one of her feminine and shapely legs or thighs as the intimate garment had been intended to do………..
The soft tan stocking had been forced over the woman’s small head…….
“MMMmmmnnn”
The stocking was gauzy and sheer……the lace top of the stocking, was upside down……..maybe flowers or sea shells had been stitched into the welt band……..the usual girlie thing that women liked to have on their undies and nylon’s…….…..the stocking top was low and tight around her slim, pretty neck……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
The woman’s hair had been arranged in a tight bun at the back of her head…….all clipped and tight…….so her forehead was high and very prominent……..no hair had been trapped over her face by the tan stocking………the nylon had in fact compressed her hair flat…….made her dainty head fully round in shape, except where there was a dark protrusion at the rear……..her bun obscured and vague under the tight nylon stocking……..
Likewise the woman’s pencil thin highbrows stood out like slashes of paint from an artist’s brush slashed onto a tan cream colored canvas………
Angry and obscured dark eyes that were wide with rage…….fleeting looks to the left and the right…..then intently tracking her attacker………this mad woman who had attacked her and invaded her home…….this fucker who had proceeded to help herself to one of her Bras and a pair of her briefs………squeezing her arse into a pair of her tights………..her hands going through all her private stuff, even her makeup…….and she had been forced to watch in enforced silence……eyes that sometimes ignored the pain and discomfort of her bondage……..and squinted in anger………
Her face compressed by her own stocking…..her small nose distorted and almost pig like………
She had been reduced to even grunting like a pig…….
“ghmph”
“grrgh”
“ghnnth”
Sounds that she trouble believing were emanating from her own mouth…….
She had watched the insane bastard standing provocatively in front of her large wardrobe mirrors……..just like she did herself when preparing herself in getting dressed for work or a night out…….….the psychos head tilted to one side, inspecting herself, like it was her own gear………standing there, modeling her own fucking underwear and tights…….admiring her tits in one of her own brassiere’s……sliding her hands over her spare knickers…..
She was sick……obviously perverted…….disgusting…….and obviously bloody dangerous……it must be one of those nut jobs from the institute…….somehow she had got out……..
‘UUUUrgghhhhhh’
‘NNNNrrghhhhh!!’
Those tights……she thought maybe they were one of her newer pairs…..…..she had only worn them once herself, with one of her black business skirts and suite jackets…….expensive Pretty Polly’s………the fucking cow
'MMPH'
Then there was the fucking stocking over her head….what the fuck was that about…....
The woman had briefly thought why……
Humiliation!...........maybe
The stocking over her head definitely obscured a victims view of things…….everything looked fuzzy…....just enough that she would miss things……..miss things that she could hopefully tell the police later…..
Hopefully…………
The tape bonds were tight……..too tight and they were hurting her, her hands and feet were stinging and feeling numb at the same time…….the psycho had used tape from the first aid kit that she had recognized…...it was a good one, comprehensive and quite expensive……it was from her bathroom……she moaned, that was all she could do…….outraged, violated or otherwise
“MMMmmmnnn”
Her face, now distorted under the tight tan stocking, had reduced her small and petite nose to looking like it had been squashed
That same woman, once stuffed in the boot of her car was now bound and gagged to one of her own kitchen chairs……..
The escapee was not stupid, far from it…..although incarcerated and separated from society she knew what being in a society entailed……
She knew the theory behind driving a car……she had been surprisingly good at it…….and more importantly she knew all about route navigation devices……
Sat in the car wearing that coat with the engine running she had just typed in ‘Home’…….and ‘Bingo’……the route she needed to follow had popped up…….God, did she love the internet…….it was so educational at times……..
Luckily the woman had only started to come around as they drove into the small driveway of her house……..a suburban area, not far from the institution, around two miles in fact……the area looked fairly quiet and nothing special……..there was not a person around, only a few lights on in some of the other houses……..there was one house on the side to the one she had driven into……..semi detached was the word she needed…….on the other side was open ground……..the street being surrounded by lots of trees and undergrowth………..
Good……..she only had one neighbor to worry about……..
The garage door opened electronically via the key fob……..when driving inside the woman locked in her boot had started to shout…….not very loudly at first……..she was obviously very confused and probably frightened………
Very quickly she moved……….once more the unfortunate woman had been koshed into silence………..
‘Help…….help me’ getting louder
‘Hel….’ ……WHACK……’UUghhh’……..then silence had returned……..
A long tan stockinged layered leg was visible hanging limp from outside the well of the boot……..the darker rip guard of her tights high on the thigh…….her dress had risen up while she had groggily attempted to get out of the back of the car………
She looked around…….
No one in the street had noticed anything untoward………no one had heard the woman’s strained voice…….her short cry for help……..the street had remained silent
The attacker pulled the woman’s long coat around her body…..hiding the ill fitting security guard uniform underneath…….a white shirt, once equipped with a black tie, black trousers with oxford type leather shoes…….
Satisfied that all was undisturbed she walked back into the small garage…….pressing the fob key to close the overhead sliding door as she entered……….
And now the woman of the house was gagged…….and she was not very happy about it
“grrgh”
It was too late now to show a little spunk……
‘UUUrrrgghhh’
She had been beat up in her own house…….in her own bedroom humiliated…….somewhere that was supposed to be safe………..a sanctuary ……..
‘Hey…don’t look at me with those eyes……..just be a good girl’ said the escapee
'MMF FHPH!'
The eyes in question belonged to a young woman….assuming she was young, her body looked young and fresh and very juicy…….there were parts on her that one just wanted to squeeze all day…..….it was hard to make out her facial features at this present moment in time……
‘The more you struggle……the tighter they get’
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
The assumed to be young woman….….with her gyrating bound body, her arse sliding on the dark varnish of the wooden chair…..up, down, backwards and forwards……her head was lolling from side to side………forward and backwards…..pushing her face forward and attempting to scream at this strange other woman now parading in some of her underwear and tights………...
“Mmm nwmr ghwm mwnn whnn thmph!”……….roughly translated as ‘You will never get away with this’
She was trying to twist her arms from behind her back..…….her thin dainty arms vigorously moving, her small petite fingers were flexing rapidly……….
But she was being prevented from doing so…….her wrists were tightly tied behind her body with her arms being pulled straight down low to the back of the chair……….likewise her knees had been widely forced apart……...those limbs had also been rendered useless……..her loins, pubis and crotch were outrageously visible for anyone to ogle and leer at………god forbid touch or feel her up…….…her thick womanly and soft thighs were likewise spread…………her ankles tightly tied to the rear chair legs……….not the front………pulling her legs forcefully back……thus forcing her hips forward……..
Her body had been tied to the chair in an awkward and very restrictive way that consequently caused numbing pain and discomfort………it was basically a stress position
It was like an interrogation position that caused stress to the one forcibly detained…….designed for the detainee to eventually provide information that they have no wish in disclosing……..or just….to break ones spirit of defiance……….
Her obvious distress and shame had also been amplified and made more wretched…….not to say her personal dignity violated……..by how she had been bound and what materials had been used in gagging and tying her with…….
The young woman who was in a obvious state of distress and shame wore a sheer tan stocking……….a thigh high hold up complete with a lacy elastic thigh band or welt as they are called in the trade……but the sheer nylon ladies stocking was not right now coating and complimenting one of her feminine and shapely legs or thighs as the intimate garment had been intended to do………..
The soft tan stocking had been forced over the woman’s small head…….
“MMMmmmnnn”
The stocking was gauzy and sheer……the lace top of the stocking, was upside down……..maybe flowers or sea shells had been stitched into the welt band……..the usual girlie thing that women liked to have on their undies and nylon’s…….…..the stocking top was low and tight around her slim, pretty neck……..
“MMMmmmnnn”
The woman’s hair had been arranged in a tight bun at the back of her head…….all clipped and tight…….so her forehead was high and very prominent……..no hair had been trapped over her face by the tan stocking………the nylon had in fact compressed her hair flat…….made her dainty head fully round in shape, except where there was a dark protrusion at the rear……..her bun obscured and vague under the tight nylon stocking……..
Likewise the woman’s pencil thin highbrows stood out like slashes of paint from an artist’s brush slashed onto a tan cream colored canvas………
Angry and obscured dark eyes that were wide with rage…….fleeting looks to the left and the right…..then intently tracking her attacker………this mad woman who had attacked her and invaded her home…….this fucker who had proceeded to help herself to one of her Bras and a pair of her briefs………squeezing her arse into a pair of her tights………..her hands going through all her private stuff, even her makeup…….and she had been forced to watch in enforced silence……eyes that sometimes ignored the pain and discomfort of her bondage……..and squinted in anger………
Her face compressed by her own stocking…..her small nose distorted and almost pig like………
She had been reduced to even grunting like a pig…….
“ghmph”
“grrgh”
“ghnnth”
Sounds that she trouble believing were emanating from her own mouth…….
She had watched the insane bastard standing provocatively in front of her large wardrobe mirrors……..just like she did herself when preparing herself in getting dressed for work or a night out…….….the psychos head tilted to one side, inspecting herself, like it was her own gear………standing there, modeling her own fucking underwear and tights…….admiring her tits in one of her own brassiere’s……sliding her hands over her spare knickers…..
She was sick……obviously perverted…….disgusting…….and obviously bloody dangerous……it must be one of those nut jobs from the institute…….somehow she had got out……..
‘UUUUrgghhhhhh’
‘NNNNrrghhhhh!!’
Those tights……she thought maybe they were one of her newer pairs…..…..she had only worn them once herself, with one of her black business skirts and suite jackets…….expensive Pretty Polly’s………the fucking cow
'MMPH'
Then there was the fucking stocking over her head….what the fuck was that about…....
The woman had briefly thought why……
Humiliation!...........maybe
The stocking over her head definitely obscured a victims view of things…….everything looked fuzzy…....just enough that she would miss things……..miss things that she could hopefully tell the police later…..
Hopefully…………
The tape bonds were tight……..too tight and they were hurting her, her hands and feet were stinging and feeling numb at the same time…….the psycho had used tape from the first aid kit that she had recognized…...it was a good one, comprehensive and quite expensive……it was from her bathroom……she moaned, that was all she could do…….outraged, violated or otherwise
“MMMmmmnnn”
Her face, now distorted under the tight tan stocking, had reduced her small and petite nose to looking like it had been squashed
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
Her once attractive features were now ill defined……her nostrils looked flared and quite abnormal………
“MMMmmmnnn”
She had been gagged very well……..she could not see it, but the young woman could feel it…….her mouth felt packed inside
Under the tan nylon mask was a large pad that had once been white, clearly fixed to her lower face…….it was over her mouth in fact………her nostrils flared under the mesh of the stocking……..it was the only way she could breath………
“ghmph”
The pad……..had a strange shape………it covered the length of her jaw ……..slightly elongated……..it was a panty liner from the opened box that had been in one of her dresser drawers…….the box had been secreted under her panties …..
“GGGrrghhhh!!!!
The makeshift gag had been taped over and secured by strips of slightly white and transparent medical tape……used to keep the gag tight and secure over and on her small mouth…….not enough tape though to hide the white panty liner underneath
The once white material now looked like the color of clotted cream……….as the beige stocking distorted their natural color…….
The young woman’s cheeks looked full and rather inflated…………
Her face was stretching out towards her jailer…….
‘UUUUrgghhhhhh’
To add insult to injury another sanitary pad was deep inside her mouth…….pushing her tongue back…….her spittle had been absorbed and had thus expanded the pad within her mouth…….it was a good and effective gag………the young woman could not emit any loud moans……..just muted protests from deep in her throat…….…her cheeks looked full………like she had the mumps……….the pad gag also obscured nearly all of her once pretty features……….hence just her glaring wide eyes……..round and hateful……….a dolls eyes under that nylon mesh……….watery and hateful……..her mascara had run with the extra heat generated by the nylon hood…….
‘NNNNrrghhhhh!!’
When her wits had finally returned..…….it all came back rather slowly…….she remembered standing in the car park……looking for her key fob…….it had been an hectic and long first day…..she was tired and all that she had wanted to do was to get her clothes off and have a nice hot bath…….it was a sharp Autumn night, Winter was coming……..
She had heard footsteps……..it was only one of the guards…….a woman by the shape of her silhouette………she relaxed and carried on looking for her car key
Then everything had gone dark………
She had woken up……..her head was hurting……..she was in a confined space……..smelly and tight…….she could smell petrol and plastics…….she couldn’t breathe……….she started to shout……….
Then there was light………she started to raise and lift herself up……..her one piece dress had risen up high…….she was all legs and tights……..she briefly saw her heels……..her heavy long coat had disappeared……..then there was a shadow over her…….she saw a arm raise and swing……..
Then everything went dark again………
The young woman had soon realized that she was in her own bedroom…..a familiar and normally safe environment………a place where she was normally relaxed…….
It was a new house…..a rental…………she had not had time yet to make the bed a sentimental and erotic place to remember in blissful joy………so far she had only slept on it……….
Not that she was a sleep around in anyway………it was just that the place was a new home……she lived alone, being currently single………..
But now she had awoken tied to one of her kitchen chairs…….hooded and gagged………only wearing half of her nude colored underwear……….bound and gagged in her own bedroom with a sore head…..…..her back was arched awkwardly with her arms restrained stiffly behind her…….her chest pushed and expanded outwards………way too far forward for what was normal, also making her chest look way bigger…..……her bosom now overly prominent and extenuated…….her big naked bust at that, her bra had gone……….she could see her own nipples as her tits wobbled in all directions as she struggled………who had taken her bra off………
She was still in her tights……..she could see her stomach…….thighs and loins…..…her hot legs felt sweaty………she had been wearing those tights for god knows how long………
She had a pierced navel or belly button………she could see the silver stud just under the seam of the tights…….
Taupe shaded nylons……..a combination of brown and gray………20 Denier…………
Her legs and thighs were spread wide………her thighs under the line of the thicker shaded run guard……….her nude and seamless hipster knickers underneath…..…..adorned with just a cute bow on her tummy…..….the reinforced gusset for all to see………her hips squirming……...thank god it was not her time of the month she kept remembering……….her fury at being tied up was more a reaction to her acute embarrassment……..her big unsupported bust wobbled as she squirmed her upper body and waist and hips…..continually moaning and grunting through the gag…..bucking on the chair……….
Until of course she became tired……she was losing her strength……...the adrenaline wearing off……..
The woman only relaxed her struggles when her assailant had returned to her bedroom…….wearing her short white satin nightgown…………
She had been shocked………the fucker had made herself at home………..
The unfortunate woman then had to endure the violation and indignation of the psycho going through all her private things………..
The intruder pawing her intimate clothing, rummaging through her private drawers……….
She wriggled and twisted…..moaned in muted frustration as the bitch opened her wardrobes and closets ……the intruder checked her dresses………her skirts…….her trousers…….sweaters…….her blouses, tops, T shirts and jackets…..everything she owned and wore in this room was intimately checked………
The young woman finally saw her bra……the one that she had worn to work, a nude beige one…….it lay on the carpeted floor near the door…….it’s plain molded full cups sitting face up……….its u band and straps splayed……….
Her dress….the full length, long sleeved dark caramel colored number lay crumpled near the bed……..not a bad dress for the office…….just above the knee……figure hugging with a deep open front, full shoulder coverage……..it zipped at the back…….stylish but practical…….
Her outfit had been a good choice for her first day of work………
But now she had realized……when she had been obviously unconscious…….
The bitch had basically stripped her…………
And now the twat was standing over her……leering……..with hair now styled, looking nice too……..wearing her fucking makeup……..some of her smalls, a bra and a pair of her tights……….
She was robbing her……hopefully she would fuck off soon and leave her and her stuff alone…….
Just get out………..she kept thinking to herself…….
The Police would get her……
All she could say in protest was……….
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
She saw her invader come closer………she flinched……..trying to turn her bound body away from the lunatic……
“MMMmmmnnn”
“ghnnth”
‘NNNnnhhh’ she grunted
The psycho padded around her………the gagged woman noted that the interloper looked lithe and sleek in her underwear and nylons, a lot like a gymnast or an acrobat…..….silently moving around to her back……….the young woman tried to turn her head to follow to see what she was going to do to her next…………it was no good……..she lost sight of her
Her hooded stockinged head……….with all the tape and the wad across her mouth……her vague features deformed under the spandex and nylon………her chin high in the air, swathed in nylon, attempting to look over her now bare right shoulder…..arching her neck as far back as possible………at the same time her naked breasts, glistening with sweat bouncing and wobbling…….
She jumped, it was like she had received an electric shock and gave a loud moaning a yelp as she felt the fingers of this fucking menace touch the back of her neck
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
A gagged muted scream……..
‘Shush’ loudly from behind……….
‘Don’t be a baby’
“MMMmmmnnn”
The moans and moving of fingers along her neck and shoulders continued
The young woman felt her head pushed forward……..
‘NNNrghhhh’
MMF FHPH!'
Her chin being pushed towards her chest………she was staring at her naked nipples………
She bucked her body…..….her backside was now raised off the seat of the chair………
‘I said fucking behave’ hissed the lunatic
The woman stopped moaning……..breathing was difficult now…….she breathed heavily in silence…..her head forward….she watched her large uncovered breasts and chest heaving up and down…….her nostrils flaring as she sucked in air….….her stomach pumping in and out
“MMMmmmnnn”
She had been gagged very well……..she could not see it, but the young woman could feel it…….her mouth felt packed inside
Under the tan nylon mask was a large pad that had once been white, clearly fixed to her lower face…….it was over her mouth in fact………her nostrils flared under the mesh of the stocking……..it was the only way she could breath………
“ghmph”
The pad……..had a strange shape………it covered the length of her jaw ……..slightly elongated……..it was a panty liner from the opened box that had been in one of her dresser drawers…….the box had been secreted under her panties …..
“GGGrrghhhh!!!!
The makeshift gag had been taped over and secured by strips of slightly white and transparent medical tape……used to keep the gag tight and secure over and on her small mouth…….not enough tape though to hide the white panty liner underneath
The once white material now looked like the color of clotted cream……….as the beige stocking distorted their natural color…….
The young woman’s cheeks looked full and rather inflated…………
Her face was stretching out towards her jailer…….
‘UUUUrgghhhhhh’
To add insult to injury another sanitary pad was deep inside her mouth…….pushing her tongue back…….her spittle had been absorbed and had thus expanded the pad within her mouth…….it was a good and effective gag………the young woman could not emit any loud moans……..just muted protests from deep in her throat…….…her cheeks looked full………like she had the mumps……….the pad gag also obscured nearly all of her once pretty features……….hence just her glaring wide eyes……..round and hateful……….a dolls eyes under that nylon mesh……….watery and hateful……..her mascara had run with the extra heat generated by the nylon hood…….
‘NNNNrrghhhhh!!’
When her wits had finally returned..…….it all came back rather slowly…….she remembered standing in the car park……looking for her key fob…….it had been an hectic and long first day…..she was tired and all that she had wanted to do was to get her clothes off and have a nice hot bath…….it was a sharp Autumn night, Winter was coming……..
She had heard footsteps……..it was only one of the guards…….a woman by the shape of her silhouette………she relaxed and carried on looking for her car key
Then everything had gone dark………
She had woken up……..her head was hurting……..she was in a confined space……..smelly and tight…….she could smell petrol and plastics…….she couldn’t breathe……….she started to shout……….
Then there was light………she started to raise and lift herself up……..her one piece dress had risen up high…….she was all legs and tights……..she briefly saw her heels……..her heavy long coat had disappeared……..then there was a shadow over her…….she saw a arm raise and swing……..
Then everything went dark again………
The young woman had soon realized that she was in her own bedroom…..a familiar and normally safe environment………a place where she was normally relaxed…….
It was a new house…..a rental…………she had not had time yet to make the bed a sentimental and erotic place to remember in blissful joy………so far she had only slept on it……….
Not that she was a sleep around in anyway………it was just that the place was a new home……she lived alone, being currently single………..
But now she had awoken tied to one of her kitchen chairs…….hooded and gagged………only wearing half of her nude colored underwear……….bound and gagged in her own bedroom with a sore head…..…..her back was arched awkwardly with her arms restrained stiffly behind her…….her chest pushed and expanded outwards………way too far forward for what was normal, also making her chest look way bigger…..……her bosom now overly prominent and extenuated…….her big naked bust at that, her bra had gone……….she could see her own nipples as her tits wobbled in all directions as she struggled………who had taken her bra off………
She was still in her tights……..she could see her stomach…….thighs and loins…..…her hot legs felt sweaty………she had been wearing those tights for god knows how long………
She had a pierced navel or belly button………she could see the silver stud just under the seam of the tights…….
Taupe shaded nylons……..a combination of brown and gray………20 Denier…………
Her legs and thighs were spread wide………her thighs under the line of the thicker shaded run guard……….her nude and seamless hipster knickers underneath…..…..adorned with just a cute bow on her tummy…..….the reinforced gusset for all to see………her hips squirming……...thank god it was not her time of the month she kept remembering……….her fury at being tied up was more a reaction to her acute embarrassment……..her big unsupported bust wobbled as she squirmed her upper body and waist and hips…..continually moaning and grunting through the gag…..bucking on the chair……….
Until of course she became tired……she was losing her strength……...the adrenaline wearing off……..
The woman only relaxed her struggles when her assailant had returned to her bedroom…….wearing her short white satin nightgown…………
She had been shocked………the fucker had made herself at home………..
The unfortunate woman then had to endure the violation and indignation of the psycho going through all her private things………..
The intruder pawing her intimate clothing, rummaging through her private drawers……….
She wriggled and twisted…..moaned in muted frustration as the bitch opened her wardrobes and closets ……the intruder checked her dresses………her skirts…….her trousers…….sweaters…….her blouses, tops, T shirts and jackets…..everything she owned and wore in this room was intimately checked………
The young woman finally saw her bra……the one that she had worn to work, a nude beige one…….it lay on the carpeted floor near the door…….it’s plain molded full cups sitting face up……….its u band and straps splayed……….
Her dress….the full length, long sleeved dark caramel colored number lay crumpled near the bed……..not a bad dress for the office…….just above the knee……figure hugging with a deep open front, full shoulder coverage……..it zipped at the back…….stylish but practical…….
Her outfit had been a good choice for her first day of work………
But now she had realized……when she had been obviously unconscious…….
The bitch had basically stripped her…………
And now the twat was standing over her……leering……..with hair now styled, looking nice too……..wearing her fucking makeup……..some of her smalls, a bra and a pair of her tights……….
She was robbing her……hopefully she would fuck off soon and leave her and her stuff alone…….
Just get out………..she kept thinking to herself…….
The Police would get her……
All she could say in protest was……….
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
She saw her invader come closer………she flinched……..trying to turn her bound body away from the lunatic……
“MMMmmmnnn”
“ghnnth”
‘NNNnnhhh’ she grunted
The psycho padded around her………the gagged woman noted that the interloper looked lithe and sleek in her underwear and nylons, a lot like a gymnast or an acrobat…..….silently moving around to her back……….the young woman tried to turn her head to follow to see what she was going to do to her next…………it was no good……..she lost sight of her
Her hooded stockinged head……….with all the tape and the wad across her mouth……her vague features deformed under the spandex and nylon………her chin high in the air, swathed in nylon, attempting to look over her now bare right shoulder…..arching her neck as far back as possible………at the same time her naked breasts, glistening with sweat bouncing and wobbling…….
She jumped, it was like she had received an electric shock and gave a loud moaning a yelp as she felt the fingers of this fucking menace touch the back of her neck
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
A gagged muted scream……..
‘Shush’ loudly from behind……….
‘Don’t be a baby’
“MMMmmmnnn”
The moans and moving of fingers along her neck and shoulders continued
The young woman felt her head pushed forward……..
‘NNNrghhhh’
MMF FHPH!'
Her chin being pushed towards her chest………she was staring at her naked nipples………
She bucked her body…..….her backside was now raised off the seat of the chair………
‘I said fucking behave’ hissed the lunatic
The woman stopped moaning……..breathing was difficult now…….she breathed heavily in silence…..her head forward….she watched her large uncovered breasts and chest heaving up and down…….her nostrils flaring as she sucked in air….….her stomach pumping in and out
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
Searching fingers were scratching and fiddling on the back of her neck………she could feel nails………..then she understood……....the bitch was stealing her gold chain and locket………fucking cunt
“ghnnth”
She endured the indignity…….one more of many……..but how many more to come
“MMMmmmnnn”
She felt the gold locket fly from between her sweaty plump tits……….the thin gold chain then lifted from her collar bone ……..and then it was gone
Foreign fingers then preceded to the side of her slim neck……her neck suddenly being pushed over to the right at a sharp angle…….
My god………was she going to be strangled…….her neck snapped………murdered in her own bedroom……...she nearly peed herself in fright
'MRLMPH?
'MMF FHPH!'
‘Oh…do shut up……bloody idiot’ said a voice
The young woman felt the stocking top rise………it was being lifted up……..over her small ears………..then fingers and nails fiddling with her ear lobes….
Jesus……..she wanted her earrings…….
Thank god they were clip on gold rigs…..….otherwise the crazy bastard may have yanked them out …….she felt the unclipping………the stocking pulled down………..her head was pulled back the other way……..same feeling on her other ear lobe……..
Finally her head was pulled back up and straight……….
She was looking for the intruder………..she was still behind her……..
What next……..she waited, she did not have to wait long……..
She felt a hand on her own fingers……...her right hand fingers were being pulled at
Her fingers were quite numb by now………..but she soon clicked on to what was happening……….
No fucking way she thought……………..the crazy fucker was stealing her rings
She vaguely felt the two rings being slipped over her fingers…..over and off her red painted manicured nails……..
She began to buck and moan in protest again……..even more when she felt her left hand and fingers being yanked…….she was after the engagement ring……..she wailed in her gag………not her engagement ring……..
'MMPHHHHH, MGHMMM!!
'MMPPPHHHH!!!!!
Even though he had run off with someone else……..it was expensive………with a large stone
‘Shut the fuck up’ hissed her assailant…..and also proceeded to rob the woman of her gold ladies wristwatch………
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
The intruder walked away from the squirming, humiliated and robbed female..…..going back to the wardrobe mirrors
She slipped on the rings to her respective fingers………they looked nice on them………the plain band was okay but the one with the large sparkling stone was spectacular……..she wriggled her fingers……..the rings and dark red nails……she wiggled the diamond……..
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘Finders keepers Bitch’ said the lunatic
'MMPH PHRMPH'
MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘Oh…are your knickers in a twist Honey’ she mocked……….
“grrgh”
She returned to the mirror……..ignoring the tightly bound woman……when was she going to realize that she could not free herself………shouting was doing no good………being gagged was the whole idea of being gagged……..like in stuffing someone’s mouth to prevent understandable speech……..
It was not hard………
Still, thought the lunatic……..being whacked on the head and waking up to seeing someone parading around in your smalls gotta make your pride hurt…….
Well, let her carry on…….the stupid bint……
She’ll pass out soon enough with all that effort……
She studied her refection in the mirror………..
Her hair nice and clean…..dark, not as healthy and as long as she would have liked…….but her hair had been neglected for such a long time………
The expensive shampoo and rejuvenating shower gel had made a difference…..
But still……
A little health supplement could help…….to reinvigorate the roots……maybe in the future she would change its color……..
Yes……maybe in the future she would like to be a blonde………or a red head…….
Ah……..but she had to find a blonde or a red head first……..there was no fun in doing so just because you could…….
She had to find a red head with big tits……...just like the ones she had
She chuckled to herself again…….a rather frightening chuckle at that……
Her hair now looked like a medium bob…….the tied up woman’s hair was longer, maybe shoulder length……..the same dark brown………Havana brown she had read somewhere……….but she had had it made up into a high forehead style with a very tight bun at the back of her head…......those at her workplace would not have seen the real length or style of her hair..…….
That was an advantage……….
She flicked her fringe……moving with her fingers offending thin strands of her hair strands that refused to stay in place…….she saw a ring……..it was a nice touch……once again it looked like a woman’s hand….…….not a hand picking up rubbish, sweeping floors or cleaning fucking toilets………or squeezing a fat guards tits……
She felt that rage rising again………
But she focused on her new face……the mad moment had then passed as quickly as it had arrived
Her hair looked nice……..all that time watching those female news presenters had not been wasted at all………and her chaperons thought she just enjoyed public affairs and politics…….
She saw mascara around her eyes………the lightly brushed eyelashes………her eyelids gray with eye shadow……
She blinked…….blinked again………her eyes were hazel………..the other woman’s eyes were dark, but she did not know the details…….all she had noticed was that they were not blue or light………they were close enough
She lifted the hair over her ear and proceeded to attach the clip of the gold ring onto one of her earlobes…….
Her lobes had been pierced once…..but that had been a long time ago…….the small holes had healed over……..another task for the future
She did the same for the other ear……….
“Ghnnth”
“ghmp”
Even with her back turned……..she knew she was being watched
She spread the gold chain before her…..the small gold locket hanging from its middle…..
She was looking at the minute clasp……….these things were always rather finicky to put on……
With her hands around the back of her neck…….she fiddled with it………pushing her bra clad breasts forward………
Finally she felt the clasp catch……..by using the mirror she placed the locket near the top of her deep cleavage……….well above the curved gray material of the brassiere’s cups…..
“MMMmmmnnn”
Ignoring that one too…….she quickly attached the ladies watch to her left wrist……..
Now……it was time…..for some outer clothing………
Something to match dark under underwear and black nylons………
‘Let me see’………she said to herself
'nh!!!
She had opened a wardrobe that she already knew would hold a few of the bound ladies nice dresses……
She had seen one earlier when searching through the collection…….she had desired to wear it at first sight…….
'nh!!!
She ignored the muted request………
Her fingers shimmied through the rack of dresses……looking for the one…..she loved the feel of all the soft and light fabrics on her hand………
There was nothing like running your fingers through a collection of used ladies dresses and gowns……..
They all smelled fresh too…….all had been laundered………she could smell the soft hint of lilac
Finally…….there it was
She selected the plastic clothes hanger and retrieved the garment……….
'nnnnnhhhh!!!
'mhnnnnnn!!!!
The dress was a dark gray affair……….a wool, Lycra and cotton mix, soft and very stretchable…….
The dress was plain, with no patterns, pleats or adornments…….
The nice garment had a belt……built into the dress for show and affect…….on the front at its waist was a large square plastic black buckle…….
“ghnnth”
She endured the indignity…….one more of many……..but how many more to come
“MMMmmmnnn”
She felt the gold locket fly from between her sweaty plump tits……….the thin gold chain then lifted from her collar bone ……..and then it was gone
Foreign fingers then preceded to the side of her slim neck……her neck suddenly being pushed over to the right at a sharp angle…….
My god………was she going to be strangled…….her neck snapped………murdered in her own bedroom……...she nearly peed herself in fright
'MRLMPH?
'MMF FHPH!'
‘Oh…do shut up……bloody idiot’ said a voice
The young woman felt the stocking top rise………it was being lifted up……..over her small ears………..then fingers and nails fiddling with her ear lobes….
Jesus……..she wanted her earrings…….
Thank god they were clip on gold rigs…..….otherwise the crazy bastard may have yanked them out …….she felt the unclipping………the stocking pulled down………..her head was pulled back the other way……..same feeling on her other ear lobe……..
Finally her head was pulled back up and straight……….
She was looking for the intruder………..she was still behind her……..
What next……..she waited, she did not have to wait long……..
She felt a hand on her own fingers……...her right hand fingers were being pulled at
Her fingers were quite numb by now………..but she soon clicked on to what was happening……….
No fucking way she thought……………..the crazy fucker was stealing her rings
She vaguely felt the two rings being slipped over her fingers…..over and off her red painted manicured nails……..
She began to buck and moan in protest again……..even more when she felt her left hand and fingers being yanked…….she was after the engagement ring……..she wailed in her gag………not her engagement ring……..
'MMPHHHHH, MGHMMM!!
'MMPPPHHHH!!!!!
Even though he had run off with someone else……..it was expensive………with a large stone
‘Shut the fuck up’ hissed her assailant…..and also proceeded to rob the woman of her gold ladies wristwatch………
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
The intruder walked away from the squirming, humiliated and robbed female..…..going back to the wardrobe mirrors
She slipped on the rings to her respective fingers………they looked nice on them………the plain band was okay but the one with the large sparkling stone was spectacular……..she wriggled her fingers……..the rings and dark red nails……she wiggled the diamond……..
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘Finders keepers Bitch’ said the lunatic
'MMPH PHRMPH'
MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘Oh…are your knickers in a twist Honey’ she mocked……….
“grrgh”
She returned to the mirror……..ignoring the tightly bound woman……when was she going to realize that she could not free herself………shouting was doing no good………being gagged was the whole idea of being gagged……..like in stuffing someone’s mouth to prevent understandable speech……..
It was not hard………
Still, thought the lunatic……..being whacked on the head and waking up to seeing someone parading around in your smalls gotta make your pride hurt…….
Well, let her carry on…….the stupid bint……
She’ll pass out soon enough with all that effort……
She studied her refection in the mirror………..
Her hair nice and clean…..dark, not as healthy and as long as she would have liked…….but her hair had been neglected for such a long time………
The expensive shampoo and rejuvenating shower gel had made a difference…..
But still……
A little health supplement could help…….to reinvigorate the roots……maybe in the future she would change its color……..
Yes……maybe in the future she would like to be a blonde………or a red head…….
Ah……..but she had to find a blonde or a red head first……..there was no fun in doing so just because you could…….
She had to find a red head with big tits……...just like the ones she had
She chuckled to herself again…….a rather frightening chuckle at that……
Her hair now looked like a medium bob…….the tied up woman’s hair was longer, maybe shoulder length……..the same dark brown………Havana brown she had read somewhere……….but she had had it made up into a high forehead style with a very tight bun at the back of her head…......those at her workplace would not have seen the real length or style of her hair..…….
That was an advantage……….
She flicked her fringe……moving with her fingers offending thin strands of her hair strands that refused to stay in place…….she saw a ring……..it was a nice touch……once again it looked like a woman’s hand….…….not a hand picking up rubbish, sweeping floors or cleaning fucking toilets………or squeezing a fat guards tits……
She felt that rage rising again………
But she focused on her new face……the mad moment had then passed as quickly as it had arrived
Her hair looked nice……..all that time watching those female news presenters had not been wasted at all………and her chaperons thought she just enjoyed public affairs and politics…….
She saw mascara around her eyes………the lightly brushed eyelashes………her eyelids gray with eye shadow……
She blinked…….blinked again………her eyes were hazel………..the other woman’s eyes were dark, but she did not know the details…….all she had noticed was that they were not blue or light………they were close enough
She lifted the hair over her ear and proceeded to attach the clip of the gold ring onto one of her earlobes…….
Her lobes had been pierced once…..but that had been a long time ago…….the small holes had healed over……..another task for the future
She did the same for the other ear……….
“Ghnnth”
“ghmp”
Even with her back turned……..she knew she was being watched
She spread the gold chain before her…..the small gold locket hanging from its middle…..
She was looking at the minute clasp……….these things were always rather finicky to put on……
With her hands around the back of her neck…….she fiddled with it………pushing her bra clad breasts forward………
Finally she felt the clasp catch……..by using the mirror she placed the locket near the top of her deep cleavage……….well above the curved gray material of the brassiere’s cups…..
“MMMmmmnnn”
Ignoring that one too…….she quickly attached the ladies watch to her left wrist……..
Now……it was time…..for some outer clothing………
Something to match dark under underwear and black nylons………
‘Let me see’………she said to herself
'nh!!!
She had opened a wardrobe that she already knew would hold a few of the bound ladies nice dresses……
She had seen one earlier when searching through the collection…….she had desired to wear it at first sight…….
'nh!!!
She ignored the muted request………
Her fingers shimmied through the rack of dresses……looking for the one…..she loved the feel of all the soft and light fabrics on her hand………
There was nothing like running your fingers through a collection of used ladies dresses and gowns……..
They all smelled fresh too…….all had been laundered………she could smell the soft hint of lilac
Finally…….there it was
She selected the plastic clothes hanger and retrieved the garment……….
'nnnnnhhhh!!!
'mhnnnnnn!!!!
The dress was a dark gray affair……….a wool, Lycra and cotton mix, soft and very stretchable…….
The dress was plain, with no patterns, pleats or adornments…….
The nice garment had a belt……built into the dress for show and affect…….on the front at its waist was a large square plastic black buckle…….
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jaegerhunde01
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
The sleeves only came up to the elbow……..
What had caught her attention was its neckline………it had a deep cowl……..that would skirt around her open neck and rest just above her bosom…….it could and would create a really smart and stylish touch……..the dress looked chic
She deduced immediately that she would look really classy in this piece………and she had the body to carry it off……..
So too did the real and unfortunate owner………
She hung the dress in front of her by the hanger………trying to judge its length……
She looked down…….over the knee………she guessed
‘NNNNHHHH!!!!!
'MMPHHHHH, MGHMMM!!
'MMPPPHHHH!!!!!
She looked up…….
The gagged and bound woman was struggling again……head forward with the stocking, the off white pad really prominent………..making her annoying sounds…….
She sounded pissed……….really annoyed
‘Yes….nice isn’t it’ she said
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘You sold me…..I’ll take it’
MGHMMM!!
She slid the gray dress off its hanger…..placing the plastic hook back on the rack…..
She unzipped the dress from the back……..
Holding the fabric low in front of her..........she bent over………
The gagged owner got a real eyeful of another woman’s gorgeous looking arse in her own panties and tights……..bending over and about to slip into one of her dresses……….
Oh…..you couldn’t make it up Luvs!!!!
The dress slid up the lunatics black hosed legs……..over her hips and waist…..soon the hefty gray brassiere had also disappeared under the gray fabric……..
The woman stealing it arched her shoulders back and fore….easing the dress on and over her bust……..
Hands disappeared behind her back…….
There was a zipping sound……..
She again stood looking into the mirror ……..
Her hands sliding and adjusting………..
Making sure the underwear under the dress sat correctly……….
She attentively straightened and adjusted the cowl neckline……….the necklace just visible below and behind her neck……..her bra straps over the shoulders were completely hidden…….
Her bust looked straight…….no sign of any nipples………her breasts looked full and curved………
She lifted her arms high into the air above her head and stretched……..
Her big bust highly silhouetted now……….her thin waist……no sign of the waistband of the tights…….her wide hips…….
She twisted her torso…….still looking in the mirror……….
The dress was that tight she could see the outline of a sturdy bra band on her back……..
Her curved backside………a luscious bulge………..
Just a hint of her new panties there………
No one appeared to be wearing slips nowadays……….she had seen none in the young woman’s collection of underclothing……..
And they had been disappearing rapidly with those bitches at the institution……..she had only spied them on some of the older wenches……..and that was no good
Shame really…….slips had been common fare when they had banged her up……..they had their purpose…………
A really short black full slip under this dress would have worked a treat hiding her bra band and the slight trace of her knickers………
But tuff luck she supposed………there were none to steal……..
Her hand glided over the false belt buckle………she synched the belt and buckled the loop……..then she ran both of them down her sides and over her thighs
The dress hemline ended well above her knees…….those same knees now coated in black soft nylon……
Only the black legs of the tights were now visible………
Her red painted toes now looked black………encased in a reinforced seam……….
She marveled at herself………she did look good……...very sexy
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘UUuuuurgghh’
NNNnnuuuhh’
“grrgh”
The gagged young woman was mortified……..
The fucking Bitch….…….all her clothes fitted the cunt…….….
Bastard…….she wrenched at her tied hands……..her large white mounds with equally large and rounded nipples wobbled and quivered as she struggled………
The sociopathic female padded over to her victim……..
Resplendent in her new tight dress……her chest tight and curved……..there was no wobbling or quivering there……… her wide hips and thin waist……..the dress hugging her thighs…….her black stockinged legs……her new and attractive face with the natty hairstyle……..make up and jewelry………
She felt complete….arrogant…….sexy………..
As she sauntered over she could feel the tight underwear around and supporting her body………..
The lunatic was suddenly feeling a little warm herself………she had forgotten on how much clothing normal women wore………
She was after all dressed for outside and maybe the office…….not for a warm centrally heated house….
She took position again behind the bound young woman……..once again a gagged and hooded head attempted to follow………..
'MMPH PHRMPH'
The woman felt hands softly land on her bare shoulders………she jumped in fright…….trying to turn her head more which was impossible……….the off white pad preventing any real scream from leaving her mouth……..
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
The hands started to caress her bare and naked shoulders………
The young woman looked straight ahead, what was coming now……..she couldn’t see much…….it was the fucking stocking………..and the gag was now really very uncomfortable………breathing just through her nose was just not cutting it………all her struggling and muted protestations were doing her harm, not any good…….she was feeling rather dizzy…………
Her chest heavily rose up and down……..so did her juicy naked tits……..
She was hot……..really hot………sweat from her forehead was beginning to sting her eyes……..
Take the fucking stocking off……she was trying to say…….
‘mmmMMMNNNnnn’ she groaned
Her legs and crotch were also flaming up…………she needed to take her tights off………she had been wearing them for ages…….she felt all sticky and clammy between her legs………her arse and crack were moist………..
She was sweaty and her arm pits were no longer fresh….
She was tiring……..she could feel herself going fast………..
And this fucker was stealing her clothes…….and in the process making herself look fantastic……..all at her expense………money and pride
She felt a presence near her left ear…..the hands still in place
She jumped…..the voice being so close to her ear……..
‘I said before Babe…….the more you struggle………the tighter those bonds are going to get’
‘ghmnth’…..very low now
‘You are going nowhere unless I let you’ the voice low, normal….so feminine……..a normal woman’s voice…….cultured……….
Gone was the common accent of the prison rat she had been………
The young woman felt both hands slide over her moist shoulders………
Oh No…God No…….she thought
She was still this time……petrified
The hands slid down further….lower
‘Your quite wet Sweetie…….you must be very dehydrated with all that pointless struggling…..….all so futile’
The young woman finally felt both hands slip under and cup both her round, large and sweaty breasts from underneath…….she felt her breasts being slightly lifted……
‘Mmmph!’……..a low whimper from her gagged mouth……..although her view was obscured she closed her sore eyes……..
‘shhh…….’ hissed a low, calming voice behind her covered ear………
‘Just surrender my sweet’
The young woman was still…..not moving an inch
‘That’s better…….otherwise soon you were going to pass out…..you may yet’
In darkness the young woman felt the hands beginning to massage her tits………whatever thick soggy crap was in her mouth she began or tried to at least bite on it………
‘I thank you for your clothes Darling……..you have a good eye……and you have been so kind and generous’
She bit harder…….trying to stifle a scream…………
‘I cannot thank you enough’
She felt fingers between her breasts……normally were her cleavage would have been if she had been wearing her bra………..
‘Now you have a nice day off and try to relax’
What had caught her attention was its neckline………it had a deep cowl……..that would skirt around her open neck and rest just above her bosom…….it could and would create a really smart and stylish touch……..the dress looked chic
She deduced immediately that she would look really classy in this piece………and she had the body to carry it off……..
So too did the real and unfortunate owner………
She hung the dress in front of her by the hanger………trying to judge its length……
She looked down…….over the knee………she guessed
‘NNNNHHHH!!!!!
'MMPHHHHH, MGHMMM!!
'MMPPPHHHH!!!!!
She looked up…….
The gagged and bound woman was struggling again……head forward with the stocking, the off white pad really prominent………..making her annoying sounds…….
She sounded pissed……….really annoyed
‘Yes….nice isn’t it’ she said
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘You sold me…..I’ll take it’
MGHMMM!!
She slid the gray dress off its hanger…..placing the plastic hook back on the rack…..
She unzipped the dress from the back……..
Holding the fabric low in front of her..........she bent over………
The gagged owner got a real eyeful of another woman’s gorgeous looking arse in her own panties and tights……..bending over and about to slip into one of her dresses……….
Oh…..you couldn’t make it up Luvs!!!!
The dress slid up the lunatics black hosed legs……..over her hips and waist…..soon the hefty gray brassiere had also disappeared under the gray fabric……..
The woman stealing it arched her shoulders back and fore….easing the dress on and over her bust……..
Hands disappeared behind her back…….
There was a zipping sound……..
She again stood looking into the mirror ……..
Her hands sliding and adjusting………..
Making sure the underwear under the dress sat correctly……….
She attentively straightened and adjusted the cowl neckline……….the necklace just visible below and behind her neck……..her bra straps over the shoulders were completely hidden…….
Her bust looked straight…….no sign of any nipples………her breasts looked full and curved………
She lifted her arms high into the air above her head and stretched……..
Her big bust highly silhouetted now……….her thin waist……no sign of the waistband of the tights…….her wide hips…….
She twisted her torso…….still looking in the mirror……….
The dress was that tight she could see the outline of a sturdy bra band on her back……..
Her curved backside………a luscious bulge………..
Just a hint of her new panties there………
No one appeared to be wearing slips nowadays……….she had seen none in the young woman’s collection of underclothing……..
And they had been disappearing rapidly with those bitches at the institution……..she had only spied them on some of the older wenches……..and that was no good
Shame really…….slips had been common fare when they had banged her up……..they had their purpose…………
A really short black full slip under this dress would have worked a treat hiding her bra band and the slight trace of her knickers………
But tuff luck she supposed………there were none to steal……..
Her hand glided over the false belt buckle………she synched the belt and buckled the loop……..then she ran both of them down her sides and over her thighs
The dress hemline ended well above her knees…….those same knees now coated in black soft nylon……
Only the black legs of the tights were now visible………
Her red painted toes now looked black………encased in a reinforced seam……….
She marveled at herself………she did look good……...very sexy
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
‘UUuuuurgghh’
NNNnnuuuhh’
“grrgh”
The gagged young woman was mortified……..
The fucking Bitch….…….all her clothes fitted the cunt…….….
Bastard…….she wrenched at her tied hands……..her large white mounds with equally large and rounded nipples wobbled and quivered as she struggled………
The sociopathic female padded over to her victim……..
Resplendent in her new tight dress……her chest tight and curved……..there was no wobbling or quivering there……… her wide hips and thin waist……..the dress hugging her thighs…….her black stockinged legs……her new and attractive face with the natty hairstyle……..make up and jewelry………
She felt complete….arrogant…….sexy………..
As she sauntered over she could feel the tight underwear around and supporting her body………..
The lunatic was suddenly feeling a little warm herself………she had forgotten on how much clothing normal women wore………
She was after all dressed for outside and maybe the office…….not for a warm centrally heated house….
She took position again behind the bound young woman……..once again a gagged and hooded head attempted to follow………..
'MMPH PHRMPH'
The woman felt hands softly land on her bare shoulders………she jumped in fright…….trying to turn her head more which was impossible……….the off white pad preventing any real scream from leaving her mouth……..
'MMMFFFHHH....!!
The hands started to caress her bare and naked shoulders………
The young woman looked straight ahead, what was coming now……..she couldn’t see much…….it was the fucking stocking………..and the gag was now really very uncomfortable………breathing just through her nose was just not cutting it………all her struggling and muted protestations were doing her harm, not any good…….she was feeling rather dizzy…………
Her chest heavily rose up and down……..so did her juicy naked tits……..
She was hot……..really hot………sweat from her forehead was beginning to sting her eyes……..
Take the fucking stocking off……she was trying to say…….
‘mmmMMMNNNnnn’ she groaned
Her legs and crotch were also flaming up…………she needed to take her tights off………she had been wearing them for ages…….she felt all sticky and clammy between her legs………her arse and crack were moist………..
She was sweaty and her arm pits were no longer fresh….
She was tiring……..she could feel herself going fast………..
And this fucker was stealing her clothes…….and in the process making herself look fantastic……..all at her expense………money and pride
She felt a presence near her left ear…..the hands still in place
She jumped…..the voice being so close to her ear……..
‘I said before Babe…….the more you struggle………the tighter those bonds are going to get’
‘ghmnth’…..very low now
‘You are going nowhere unless I let you’ the voice low, normal….so feminine……..a normal woman’s voice…….cultured……….
Gone was the common accent of the prison rat she had been………
The young woman felt both hands slide over her moist shoulders………
Oh No…God No…….she thought
She was still this time……petrified
The hands slid down further….lower
‘Your quite wet Sweetie…….you must be very dehydrated with all that pointless struggling…..….all so futile’
The young woman finally felt both hands slip under and cup both her round, large and sweaty breasts from underneath…….she felt her breasts being slightly lifted……
‘Mmmph!’……..a low whimper from her gagged mouth……..although her view was obscured she closed her sore eyes……..
‘shhh…….’ hissed a low, calming voice behind her covered ear………
‘Just surrender my sweet’
The young woman was still…..not moving an inch
‘That’s better…….otherwise soon you were going to pass out…..you may yet’
In darkness the young woman felt the hands beginning to massage her tits………whatever thick soggy crap was in her mouth she began or tried to at least bite on it………
‘I thank you for your clothes Darling……..you have a good eye……and you have been so kind and generous’
She bit harder…….trying to stifle a scream…………
‘I cannot thank you enough’
She felt fingers between her breasts……normally were her cleavage would have been if she had been wearing her bra………..
‘Now you have a nice day off and try to relax’
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
The bound woman felt her nipples being rubbed………nailed fingers touching her pert brown and rather sensitive teats…….
The young woman shuddered as if she was cold……….
It felt like she was being touched by a man……..not another woman………
‘Don’t you worry about work Flower………I will look after everything……..and you’
The partially stripped, bound and gagged woman flinched at that………..
‘And I will see you later’……….
The woman felt lips on her left cheek…………even through the nylon and tape…….
What she noted most was the intrusive and searching hands at last leaving her breasts alone………..
She thought she felt a swish of air flow past her………..
Eventually she realized that she was not being molested anymore…….
She opened her eyes slowly………
The lunatic was over on the other side of the room……..she had a black plastic control device in her hand………..
The psycho rapist bitch was wearing her nice gray dress……she had only purchased it two months ago…….from a Zara store if she remembered it right……..it had been on sale…..she herself had only worn it twice……..now it was ruined….she would never touch it again …….never ever contemplating the thought of letting that fabric touch her skin again………….
The television screen went blank……….
The gagged and nylon hooded young woman watched the lesbian pick up her bra from the carpeted floor……..the nude plain, molded cupped one that she had donned in this same room just yesterday morning…….and at some point and time unknown to her had had it removed from her body…………
It had been a different world then……..the room something else……..brighter and special……now her bedroom appeared darker, more sinister………it was not her room now…..…now it was her cage………
The bitch picked up her dark caramel colored dress..........same as the bra, worn to work the previous day……..
The bitch had undressed her when she had been knocked out……..as well as just now molesting her naked tits……..
The creep was taking an abnormal interest in her clothes and underwear………more so than a normal minded woman would have……..and also she had recently taken a frightening interest in her……….
She seemed to enjoy wearing her things……….it was the look on her face……
What else had she done to her when she had been unconscious………
She panicked ……….
She struggled with her bound limbs and gagged head to look at her groin………her pubic area most of all………..she did not feel sore down there in any way……….just filthy that’s all…..all sweaty and moist…….
Everything looked in place………her tights had not been ripped………..her nude hipster knickers looked like they were in the right place…………
No one had ripped the rest of her underwear off……….
Well…..that was something at least…..but for how long…………
She looked up……..
Just in time to see the nutcase closing her bedroom door behind herself…….holding her bra and dress over one hand………
The door clicked shut………..
The tired woman briefly heard her tormentor outside on the landing………another door in her house opening………..and eventually all went silent…….
The woman looked around her bedroom……..once alone she had no energy left to struggle anymore……..she just sat there………head bowed slightly………the bun of her hair bulging below the stocking………
Hooded by one of her own light tan stockings………..gagged with god know what
She had been rendered Bra less ……..her large breasts left dangling in the nether………luckily they still had a good shape……..
But still………stripped against her will…..groped by a strangers hands………she shuddered
Her lower body still in her tights………..her dress removed………
Her knickers on public display………her crotch………her womanhood………her dignity destroyed before she had been groped and molested……..
She looked at her drawers……….some still open………another one of her bra straps draped over its side…….
Her knicker draw violated……….
Her dressing table too………..
Her wardrobes searched and pilfered……..
She felt weak………she tried to control the breathing through her nose……..
She lay back against the chair…….she thought that maybe it was one from her kitchen
Her bedroom was getting darker…….was it nighttime…..
She just realized that she did now know what time of day it was …………
She could not feel her hands and feet………
“MMMmmmnnn”……………very low this time….
Her eyes fluttered………but under the nylon gauze it was hard to tell……..
They fluttered once more…..
A final soft…..
‘mmmm’………a moan hardly audible left her gagged mouth……….
Her eyes closed………her head suddenly sagged to her right shoulder………..
Her bound body also slumped down into the chair………..
It had all been too much………she had finally passed out………..
Her breathing now shallow……..
Her chest and hefty bust very slowly rising up and down………………………….
The young woman shuddered as if she was cold……….
It felt like she was being touched by a man……..not another woman………
‘Don’t you worry about work Flower………I will look after everything……..and you’
The partially stripped, bound and gagged woman flinched at that………..
‘And I will see you later’……….
The woman felt lips on her left cheek…………even through the nylon and tape…….
What she noted most was the intrusive and searching hands at last leaving her breasts alone………..
She thought she felt a swish of air flow past her………..
Eventually she realized that she was not being molested anymore…….
She opened her eyes slowly………
The lunatic was over on the other side of the room……..she had a black plastic control device in her hand………..
The psycho rapist bitch was wearing her nice gray dress……she had only purchased it two months ago…….from a Zara store if she remembered it right……..it had been on sale…..she herself had only worn it twice……..now it was ruined….she would never touch it again …….never ever contemplating the thought of letting that fabric touch her skin again………….
The television screen went blank……….
The gagged and nylon hooded young woman watched the lesbian pick up her bra from the carpeted floor……..the nude plain, molded cupped one that she had donned in this same room just yesterday morning…….and at some point and time unknown to her had had it removed from her body…………
It had been a different world then……..the room something else……..brighter and special……now her bedroom appeared darker, more sinister………it was not her room now…..…now it was her cage………
The bitch picked up her dark caramel colored dress..........same as the bra, worn to work the previous day……..
The bitch had undressed her when she had been knocked out……..as well as just now molesting her naked tits……..
The creep was taking an abnormal interest in her clothes and underwear………more so than a normal minded woman would have……..and also she had recently taken a frightening interest in her……….
She seemed to enjoy wearing her things……….it was the look on her face……
What else had she done to her when she had been unconscious………
She panicked ……….
She struggled with her bound limbs and gagged head to look at her groin………her pubic area most of all………..she did not feel sore down there in any way……….just filthy that’s all…..all sweaty and moist…….
Everything looked in place………her tights had not been ripped………..her nude hipster knickers looked like they were in the right place…………
No one had ripped the rest of her underwear off……….
Well…..that was something at least…..but for how long…………
She looked up……..
Just in time to see the nutcase closing her bedroom door behind herself…….holding her bra and dress over one hand………
The door clicked shut………..
The tired woman briefly heard her tormentor outside on the landing………another door in her house opening………..and eventually all went silent…….
The woman looked around her bedroom……..once alone she had no energy left to struggle anymore……..she just sat there………head bowed slightly………the bun of her hair bulging below the stocking………
Hooded by one of her own light tan stockings………..gagged with god know what
She had been rendered Bra less ……..her large breasts left dangling in the nether………luckily they still had a good shape……..
But still………stripped against her will…..groped by a strangers hands………she shuddered
Her lower body still in her tights………..her dress removed………
Her knickers on public display………her crotch………her womanhood………her dignity destroyed before she had been groped and molested……..
She looked at her drawers……….some still open………another one of her bra straps draped over its side…….
Her knicker draw violated……….
Her dressing table too………..
Her wardrobes searched and pilfered……..
She felt weak………she tried to control the breathing through her nose……..
She lay back against the chair…….she thought that maybe it was one from her kitchen
Her bedroom was getting darker…….was it nighttime…..
She just realized that she did now know what time of day it was …………
She could not feel her hands and feet………
“MMMmmmnnn”……………very low this time….
Her eyes fluttered………but under the nylon gauze it was hard to tell……..
They fluttered once more…..
A final soft…..
‘mmmm’………a moan hardly audible left her gagged mouth……….
Her eyes closed………her head suddenly sagged to her right shoulder………..
Her bound body also slumped down into the chair………..
It had all been too much………she had finally passed out………..
Her breathing now shallow……..
Her chest and hefty bust very slowly rising up and down………………………….
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I think its very good, as always with your work! Thank you 
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Thanks for taking the time.......working on a next chapter.......then back to the Riddle one
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THE LIVING ROOM
On the upstairs landing the intruder had opened another door………….pale cheap wood with false knotting, giving it the affect of aging………the room was a spare or second bedroom, smaller than the master bedroom
She popped her head inside…………the blinds were closed, the darkened room revealed another double bed, with no metal frame, just a low headboard, a white duvet neatly laid out, two equally white pillows………there was another wardrobe in there……..
Given the chance she would check that later tonight…..….maybe inside there were more goodies to try on…..but right know there was no time…….
Also……she had another idea on how to use this room……..but that would be much later……..when events were a little more settled……..
She had to move on………her intended departure time was approaching fast…….
She closed the door……….and padded past the bathroom that she already knew from her earlier exploration and had thoroughly utilized, her feet made no sound just being in her tights….……..she scooped up the horrible guards uniform from the floor………..including those awful and nasty male like Oxford style shoes………
She had seen a wicker laundry basket earlier…………she deposited the awful uniform articles inside, also the used dress and the bra which were thrown in……….there was other soiled clothing already dumped inside……..
She had never liked leaving a mess if it was avoidable……
Still holding the shoes she padded towards the stair way that led to the ground floor……..
She took her time………the floor was again that laminated false wood……..her stockinged feet did not have a lot of traction, there was a chance of slipping or losing her footing……..
It would be a tragedy now if she fell or twisted something……….
She navigated the stairs safely……...one hand on the banister for support……..
Regally descending the staircase in her new short, busty and very tight grey dress…..…….the newly appointed lady of the house……
The living room was open plan………..an enclosed kitchen area was off to her right………
There was a hallway that led to the front door……..a white PVC affair with a upper frosted window pane……..a flowered rug on the floor…….on the wall was a rack of hooks…….various jackets and coats hung from the hooks……and a small black umbrella………
To the right of that another light wood cabinet…..very tall and wide…….
She placed the manly shoes next to the cabinet……..
Bending over………her dress rose higher……...more black thigh came into view……..the dress revealed much more of the rear of her nylon sheathed legs…………her round backside, her faint panty line…….one just wanted to squeeze………
The living area was rather Spartan in furniture and ornamentation ………..after all, the woman tied up upstairs had just moved in………
There were no photographs in frames or otherwise……the house looked bereft of the usual family orientated clutter……….there appeared to be nothing of a personal nature left lying around………which was ideal for her intended purpose of temporarily assuming the woman’s identity and life….……….
On one neutral beige painted wall there was Just a large framed picture, it looked like a reproduction of an old French or Dutch artist……..it was a still life piece………all flowers in an early 20th Century clay pot……..
Tasteful maybe……....exciting not
But what was there was new, modern and stylish………
The room was bright and cheerful………..white blinds and brown curtains on a front viewing window which were currently drawn and closed……….
A patio sliding door led to a very small rear garden……..once again brown curtains prevented any nosey people getting a view inside……..
Off on another corner was a small work desk, complete with a nice and new Apple workstation………tucked underneath was a very suitable workstation high back chair with side arms……black and latticed, with roller wheels………
There was a large four piece sofa placed in a corner…….in the middle of the wood laminated floor was a coffee table……….from there one could watch the 65inch flat screen TV fixed to the opposite wall…….
She walked over to the coffee table and picked up the remote control……..she pressed a button…….
The large TV came to life…….
She selected a news channel from the scroll down list of recent choices that were available……..
She knew how to use modern TVs………all that studying again……
It was the BBC………the room was soon filled with the sounds of artificial male and female voices declaring the events of the day………headlines dramatically announced with equally dynamic hard sound…… mostly wars and economics again……
The volume was not that loud……..but it was loud enough for one to understand at a distance…….
She placed the remote back on the table…….
She moved towards the kitchen…….her figure swaying slightly as she walked, her hips extenuating her gait…….her new attire subconsciously making her behave and move more like a real woman…….
She entered the kitchen…….large enough for a center island and a table and chair set……..there were only three high backed wooden chairs at the table…………
One was missing………
On the island was a black leather ladies shoulder bag……..
She moved over to the fridge…….she opened it
She perused its contents…….the usual fair she supposed, not much either, she recognized fruit, chocolate and cheese………the tubs of multi colored stuff baffled her a bit…………she notice a carton of orange juice on the door shelf…….
She did feel rather thirsty…….she retrieved the carton and let the door close by itself
Over a work surface there were grey cabinets set up above……….she kept opening them until she had found a clean glass…….then placed it next to a toaster and electric kettle……..Russell Hobbs, whoever that was she thought…….
There were gaps in her knowledge……….she would have to ‘Keep it Simple and Stupid’……….
She poured a generous amount and eagerly drank…….savoring the zesty tang of the citrus fruit on her tongue and throat…….
She drained the glass…….she needed that
She noted a red lipstick stain on the glass………she lifted it up in her hand………..studying the impression with its unique imprint of her lips………also seeing her red finger nails with their two rings……….one with a nice diamond set in the band…………
Her lips……red, with lipstick………..her fingers with feminine and gorgeous rings…….
She felt quite calm and normal……….
She placed the dirty glass in the sink…..turned the tap and cleaned it……she then placed the glass on a drying mat………
The juice was returned to the fridge……..
As she left the kitchen she picked up the shoulder bag without breaking her stride
She placed the bag on the sofa……..and sat down next to it…….
Her bottom sank into the soft brown fabric……….the dress rose once more……….tight on her thighs…….
On the upstairs landing the intruder had opened another door………….pale cheap wood with false knotting, giving it the affect of aging………the room was a spare or second bedroom, smaller than the master bedroom
She popped her head inside…………the blinds were closed, the darkened room revealed another double bed, with no metal frame, just a low headboard, a white duvet neatly laid out, two equally white pillows………there was another wardrobe in there……..
Given the chance she would check that later tonight…..….maybe inside there were more goodies to try on…..but right know there was no time…….
Also……she had another idea on how to use this room……..but that would be much later……..when events were a little more settled……..
She had to move on………her intended departure time was approaching fast…….
She closed the door……….and padded past the bathroom that she already knew from her earlier exploration and had thoroughly utilized, her feet made no sound just being in her tights….……..she scooped up the horrible guards uniform from the floor………..including those awful and nasty male like Oxford style shoes………
She had seen a wicker laundry basket earlier…………she deposited the awful uniform articles inside, also the used dress and the bra which were thrown in……….there was other soiled clothing already dumped inside……..
She had never liked leaving a mess if it was avoidable……
Still holding the shoes she padded towards the stair way that led to the ground floor……..
She took her time………the floor was again that laminated false wood……..her stockinged feet did not have a lot of traction, there was a chance of slipping or losing her footing……..
It would be a tragedy now if she fell or twisted something……….
She navigated the stairs safely……...one hand on the banister for support……..
Regally descending the staircase in her new short, busty and very tight grey dress…..…….the newly appointed lady of the house……
The living room was open plan………..an enclosed kitchen area was off to her right………
There was a hallway that led to the front door……..a white PVC affair with a upper frosted window pane……..a flowered rug on the floor…….on the wall was a rack of hooks…….various jackets and coats hung from the hooks……and a small black umbrella………
To the right of that another light wood cabinet…..very tall and wide…….
She placed the manly shoes next to the cabinet……..
Bending over………her dress rose higher……...more black thigh came into view……..the dress revealed much more of the rear of her nylon sheathed legs…………her round backside, her faint panty line…….one just wanted to squeeze………
The living area was rather Spartan in furniture and ornamentation ………..after all, the woman tied up upstairs had just moved in………
There were no photographs in frames or otherwise……the house looked bereft of the usual family orientated clutter……….there appeared to be nothing of a personal nature left lying around………which was ideal for her intended purpose of temporarily assuming the woman’s identity and life….……….
On one neutral beige painted wall there was Just a large framed picture, it looked like a reproduction of an old French or Dutch artist……..it was a still life piece………all flowers in an early 20th Century clay pot……..
Tasteful maybe……....exciting not
But what was there was new, modern and stylish………
The room was bright and cheerful………..white blinds and brown curtains on a front viewing window which were currently drawn and closed……….
A patio sliding door led to a very small rear garden……..once again brown curtains prevented any nosey people getting a view inside……..
Off on another corner was a small work desk, complete with a nice and new Apple workstation………tucked underneath was a very suitable workstation high back chair with side arms……black and latticed, with roller wheels………
There was a large four piece sofa placed in a corner…….in the middle of the wood laminated floor was a coffee table……….from there one could watch the 65inch flat screen TV fixed to the opposite wall…….
She walked over to the coffee table and picked up the remote control……..she pressed a button…….
The large TV came to life…….
She selected a news channel from the scroll down list of recent choices that were available……..
She knew how to use modern TVs………all that studying again……
It was the BBC………the room was soon filled with the sounds of artificial male and female voices declaring the events of the day………headlines dramatically announced with equally dynamic hard sound…… mostly wars and economics again……
The volume was not that loud……..but it was loud enough for one to understand at a distance…….
She placed the remote back on the table…….
She moved towards the kitchen…….her figure swaying slightly as she walked, her hips extenuating her gait…….her new attire subconsciously making her behave and move more like a real woman…….
She entered the kitchen…….large enough for a center island and a table and chair set……..there were only three high backed wooden chairs at the table…………
One was missing………
On the island was a black leather ladies shoulder bag……..
She moved over to the fridge…….she opened it
She perused its contents…….the usual fair she supposed, not much either, she recognized fruit, chocolate and cheese………the tubs of multi colored stuff baffled her a bit…………she notice a carton of orange juice on the door shelf…….
She did feel rather thirsty…….she retrieved the carton and let the door close by itself
Over a work surface there were grey cabinets set up above……….she kept opening them until she had found a clean glass…….then placed it next to a toaster and electric kettle……..Russell Hobbs, whoever that was she thought…….
There were gaps in her knowledge……….she would have to ‘Keep it Simple and Stupid’……….
She poured a generous amount and eagerly drank…….savoring the zesty tang of the citrus fruit on her tongue and throat…….
She drained the glass…….she needed that
She noted a red lipstick stain on the glass………she lifted it up in her hand………..studying the impression with its unique imprint of her lips………also seeing her red finger nails with their two rings……….one with a nice diamond set in the band…………
Her lips……red, with lipstick………..her fingers with feminine and gorgeous rings…….
She felt quite calm and normal……….
She placed the dirty glass in the sink…..turned the tap and cleaned it……she then placed the glass on a drying mat………
The juice was returned to the fridge……..
As she left the kitchen she picked up the shoulder bag without breaking her stride
She placed the bag on the sofa……..and sat down next to it…….
Her bottom sank into the soft brown fabric……….the dress rose once more……….tight on her thighs…….
