"Emily and Stacey's night out " by Jarkeld
Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 11:56 am
Emily and Stacey's night out
by Jarkeld, Apr 19, 2015,
Just outside of Brandenburg
8:16 PM
“I'm telling you Stacey, my daughter has fallen head-over-heels for this girl!” Emily Henderson sat on a small hill overlooking the road to the castle. Next to her on a small laptop was a woman with dark reddish-orange hair that was mostly gray now. She had an earpiece in her ear, the connection hooked up to her laptop.
“You really think that, Em?”, the girl known as Stacey replied, glancing up from her screen for but a moment. The two of them had been searching for the correct castle for a few hours now, finally coming to this last one by process of elimination.
“Stacey, you know how many missed calls she had from Hendricks? I had to go and locate her, he was that worried!” Stacey turned back up to her best friend, her mouth hung open in shock.
“She didn't check in? Your daughter....the workaholic....didn't answer the phone?” Emily shook her head.
“No...despite Hendricks calling her at least ten times. He had to call me to check in on her, and you know where I found her? In a hotel in Berlin...in bed with Samantha!”
“....Who's Samantha? Is that her name?”, came Stacey's reply. Emily handed Stacey her phone, a picture of Sam and Laura hugging one another was already on the screen for her to look at. “Aw...they're so cute together! And you're certain she's in fallen hard for Samantha?”, she said, passing the phone back to Emily.
“Oh quite....I wouldn't be half surprised to find out if Laura winds up proposing to Samantha in the near future.” This got a laugh from Stacey.
“Oh I doubt that! Laura is too much like you! So....robotic and emotionally in control,” Stacey teased, which got her a slap from Emily on her shoulder. “Hey! I didn't say that was bad!” They sat there, laughing for a moment or two, when Stacey quickly turned to her computer. “Em....my spike worked; they're calling for some outside tech support.”
“Well....we have our way in,” Emily replied. “How long until they arrive on scene?”
“E.T.A. is about twenty minutes out; what are you thinking?” Stacey pulled out her earpiece and closed the laptop. She slid it into the bag that was seated next to her on the small hill.
“Well...we sneak in, chloroform them, strip them of their uniforms, get in and out before they wake up. It'll be like when we were back in Rome, during the summer of '81.” Stacey stood up, dusting herself off as she did so.
“Hmm.....was that with the security guards outside the museum? Or the cleaning ladies at the hotel?”, Stacey asked, giving a small stretch. “Because I gotta say....I don't remember the security guards being that easy. The cleaning ladies however....who the hell wears uniforms that ugly?” Emily smiled slightly at her friend's comment.
“What would you have liked, Stacey? Black, frilly lace?” Stacey paused for a moment, before she opened her mouth to answer.,
“It would have been nice....I know you would've liked seeing me in it,” and gave Emily a wink. Emily gave a small smile in response.
“If I recall.....you wound up showing me that uniform for my twentieth birthday,” she replied to her friend Stacey. “And I also recall my thanks for the gift.” Stacey smiled softly at her friend. She opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by Emily. “Hey....they're here early; you ready to move?”, she asked. Stacey had nodded in reply; the two friends began to move quietly towards the truck. As they got closer, they could see the logo – Speedy Technicians – written out in blue letters on the black van sides. Emily motioned for Stacey to go to the passenger side, while she would take the driver's side. Stacey began to creep around the back and towards the other side of the van; she vanished behind the black vehicle as Emily made her way to the driver's side. Taking a small breath, she then flung open the door...only to reveal no one at all. She was confused by this, wondering how the technicians could move so fast.
“Emily? I could use your help back here?”, she heard Stacey call to her from the back of the van. She sighed, closed the door and began to walk back to where Stacey was standing there, with the two technician girls – a short, red haired woman that looked like she was ready to cry, and a slightly taller brunette woman that just seemed to remain strong. They both were wearing black jumpsuits, with the company name written over their left breast. Stacey had her gun out, trained on the two of them, which is what Emily assumed made the girl in the red hair cry.
“P-please....don't kill us!” Tears fell from the red-head's eyes, her hands were raised just like her partner's. The brunette turned her head slightly to her crying partner.
“Stay strong, Tina; as long as we cooperate, I'm sure they won't hurt us,” she replied. She then turned to stare down Stacey, “Listen....whatever it is you want, just take it. Just don't hurt Tina; that's all I ask you.” Tina shook her head, her reddish-orange hair shaking back and forth as she did so.
“N-no, Lucy! Please don't say that! Listen....we don't have a lot of money–” Tina had begun before being cut off my Emily.
“Ladies, we're not interested in your money,” Emily cooed. “But your friend is right, Tina. If you simply do as we ask, you'll be left unhurt.” Tina raised her eyebrows in confusion; if they didn't want money, then what did they want? She opened her mouth, ready to ask, but before she could, Stacey had jumped in.
“Maybe she'd feel better if you told her the real reason why we're here Lucy?” All three of the ladies turned their attention towards the shorter, older woman. “You'll have to forgive her, Tina. You see, we're from a company that provides a....well, we fulfill desires of all kinds....and your friend Lucy here didn't want to tell you how long she's had this crush on you. So, she contacted our company, and my partner and I offered to to fulfill this desire of her's.” Emily just raised an eyebrow at her best friend.
“S-she does?”, Tina asked, turning her head towards Lucy. Emily slowly moved her hand to her side pocket, where she kept a small vial of chloroform and a rag for just such an emergency. “Lucy....is that true?”
“....Yes,” Lucy said, finally breaking the silence with a heavy sigh. Emily stopped herself, letting the scene play out. “Tina, why do you think I asked to be switched with you to the evening calls?” Tina could feel her cheeks blush crimson.
“You see? So listen, this is what we're going to do. We just need you two ladies to go ahead and strip out of those uniforms, my partner and I will tie you two together for a little...intimate time in the back of your van here, and we'll be back in about....how long, partner?” She turned her head towards Emily, who was still surprised by all that had been going on before her.
“...Oh! I'd say about....thirty minutes or so?”, she replied, as she gestured for Stacey to put down her gun. “I do apologize for the initial shock my partner may have given you, but we take our job very seriously.” Stacey holstered her G92F handgun and nodded in agreement. “So...if you ladies would be so kind as to just go ahead and start peeling out of those jumpsuits?” Tina immediately reached for the zipper, revealing that she wore nothing underneath her suit, save for a simple beige bra and matching underwear. Her chest was small, but Lucy didn't mind; she did the same as her friend – zipping out of her own uniform. She too, wore nothing but a black bra and matching underwear. The two friends slipped themselves out of the last remaining bit of their uniforms. “Would you ladies please hand them to my partner?” The two technicians then gave the uniforms to Stacey, who thanked both women in kind.
“What now?”, Tina asked, her gaze locked on her friend Lucy. Stacey had produced a roll of tape that she picked up from the back of the truck.
“Well ladies, now we have to leave you here for a bit, but when the time is up, we'll come back, give you your uniforms, and you can be on your way,” Emily replied to the young girl. “My partner will restrain you both, so I'll let you decide how you'd like to be bound.” Stacey walked up to the two friends, tape in hand.
“If I could make a suggestion? I'd recommend maybe a nice, sensual hug? Trust me, there's nothing better than being bound to the one you love while embracing them,” she said, giving a sideways glance towards Emily, as she put on one of the two uniforms. Tina wrapped her tiny arms around Lucy's sturdy frame, smiling up at her as she did so. Lucy did the same, letting Stacey set about wrapping tape around both their wrists and over their hands, making any chance of escape pointless and futile. “I'm going to ask that you two try to lie down in the van before I wrap your legs together,” she added. The duo did their best to fulfill the request given to them. Both gave a slight yelp of the sudden chill of cold metal on bare flesh. “Sorry! We really don't bring blankets and stuff to our job.” She then wrapped tape around their bodies, pulling them together, their breasts a contradiction in sizes. Lucy was easily twice the size of Tina, Stacey noted. She then wrapped tape around their ankles and thighs, rendering them practically helpless. Tina struggled a little, enjoying the feeling of Lucy's body pressed against hers.
“Wow...this is nice,” she said with a small giggle. She stole a quick kiss from Lucy, which surprised both her and Stacey. “...Sorry,” she said with a sheepish smile. “I couldn't help myself.” Stacey laughed and knelt down to the two of them.
“Hey....I'm required to gag you both...rules and regulations, you understand I hope?”, Stacey lied. Both girls nodded and pursed their lips, but not before Lucy gave one more kiss to Tina. Stacey smiled at her handiwork at bringing the two of them together tonight, and applied a few strips of tape over each of their mouths. She then got out of the back of the van and shut it, then put on the other uniform over by Emily. As she was zipping up the jumpsuit, she couldn't help but notice that Emily kept staring at her, a wide grin on her face. “...What?”, she asked, a slight giggle slipping past her lips.
“ There's nothing better than being bound to the one you love while embracing them?”, Emily shot back. Stacey turned very red, her eyes turning away from her. Emily shook her head, walking towards the castle gates, Stacey following right behind. The two of them were able to get past security without any fuss and were directed right to the surveillance room. “That was some quick thinking back there with the technicians, Stacey,” Emily said, as she shut the door. Stacey had sat down at the main monitors, first clearing out the spike, then began to search for the security footage for November.
“Well...what can I say? They looked lonely....so I took a shot,” she shrugged. “I didn't think that would really work. I knew you were going to go for your emergency chloroform in your pocket if it didn't, so I took a risk.” Emily wasn't really surprised by this – Stacey was the closest thing she ever had to a sister, which is why she was always known as “Aunt Stacey” to Laura. “Fuck,” she heard Stacey whisper.
“What's wrong?”, Emily asked, coming over to her friend.
“We're a no go on the surveillance footage; someone's wiped it clean,” she replied.
“Damn it,” Emily muttered. She pulled out her phone and began to scroll through her contacts. “...Hmm, after the day Laura's had, I think I'll let her rest. I'll call Samantha.” Stacey turned around in her swivel chair.
“Oh....you mean your future daughter-in-law?”, she teased. Emily just shook her head, as the phone began to ring. After a few rings, she heard a voice on the other end.
“Hello?”, Sam's voice came clear over the line.
“Samantha dear! I'm sorry for calling you.”
“Hi mom! No, it's okay that you're calling me! So Mom....what did you need?” Emily paused a moment, as she listened to Sam address her as “mom”. She knew Sam well enough to know that she was probably trying to be funny...which meant only one thing...
“Wait....Samantha, dear...did my daughter actually propose to you?”, Emily had asked.
“Get the fuck out!”, Stacey shouted, her jaw hanging open in shock.
“Yes....we're engaged mom!”, Sam chirped happily.
“Excellent! Listen...I have some ideas later about what we can do for Laura's birthday this year! I think you and I should meet privately to discuss these. I'm sure you both will love them.” Sam giggled and nodded on her end.
“I'll bet I will mom!”
“Samantha, dear? Will you please let my daughter know that all CCTV tapes for November had been destroyed? She'll know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I'll tell her. So...when you get back, we'll do lunch and discuss things?” Sam was excited now for Laura's birthday. She was determined to make this birthday a good one for her future wife.
“That sounds excellent, Samantha dear! I'll see you when I get back; and when I do, we'll go out for dinner to celebrate your engagement!” Emily ended the call, and put her phone away. A confident smirk on her face as she just looked down at an astonished Stacey. “...And you doubted me! Well...what do you have to say for yourself?”
“I'm sorry I doubted you,” Stacey replied. “So....any chance that you won't be too hard on me?” Emily laughed a light laugh, pulling Stacey up to her by the collar around her neck.
“Oh my sweet Stacey....what do you think?”, she whispered. Stacey licked her lips; she could feel Emily's breath on her, causing her pulse to quicken.
“...Not likely?”
“That's my good girl,” Emily teased, kissing Stacey lightly on her lips. They enjoyed the kiss for a moment, then after parting, Emily went on. “Now...let's finish up, go free our two technician friends and go home.”
“Yes Mistress Emily,” Stacey replied with a smile and a giggle. Emily shook her head as Stacey called her that, a private joke among the two of them. She didn't see as Stacey lightly played with the collar for a moment, smiling as she did so.
by Jarkeld, Apr 19, 2015,
Just outside of Brandenburg
8:16 PM
“I'm telling you Stacey, my daughter has fallen head-over-heels for this girl!” Emily Henderson sat on a small hill overlooking the road to the castle. Next to her on a small laptop was a woman with dark reddish-orange hair that was mostly gray now. She had an earpiece in her ear, the connection hooked up to her laptop.
“You really think that, Em?”, the girl known as Stacey replied, glancing up from her screen for but a moment. The two of them had been searching for the correct castle for a few hours now, finally coming to this last one by process of elimination.
“Stacey, you know how many missed calls she had from Hendricks? I had to go and locate her, he was that worried!” Stacey turned back up to her best friend, her mouth hung open in shock.
“She didn't check in? Your daughter....the workaholic....didn't answer the phone?” Emily shook her head.
“No...despite Hendricks calling her at least ten times. He had to call me to check in on her, and you know where I found her? In a hotel in Berlin...in bed with Samantha!”
“....Who's Samantha? Is that her name?”, came Stacey's reply. Emily handed Stacey her phone, a picture of Sam and Laura hugging one another was already on the screen for her to look at. “Aw...they're so cute together! And you're certain she's in fallen hard for Samantha?”, she said, passing the phone back to Emily.
“Oh quite....I wouldn't be half surprised to find out if Laura winds up proposing to Samantha in the near future.” This got a laugh from Stacey.
“Oh I doubt that! Laura is too much like you! So....robotic and emotionally in control,” Stacey teased, which got her a slap from Emily on her shoulder. “Hey! I didn't say that was bad!” They sat there, laughing for a moment or two, when Stacey quickly turned to her computer. “Em....my spike worked; they're calling for some outside tech support.”
“Well....we have our way in,” Emily replied. “How long until they arrive on scene?”
“E.T.A. is about twenty minutes out; what are you thinking?” Stacey pulled out her earpiece and closed the laptop. She slid it into the bag that was seated next to her on the small hill.
“Well...we sneak in, chloroform them, strip them of their uniforms, get in and out before they wake up. It'll be like when we were back in Rome, during the summer of '81.” Stacey stood up, dusting herself off as she did so.
“Hmm.....was that with the security guards outside the museum? Or the cleaning ladies at the hotel?”, Stacey asked, giving a small stretch. “Because I gotta say....I don't remember the security guards being that easy. The cleaning ladies however....who the hell wears uniforms that ugly?” Emily smiled slightly at her friend's comment.
“What would you have liked, Stacey? Black, frilly lace?” Stacey paused for a moment, before she opened her mouth to answer.,
“It would have been nice....I know you would've liked seeing me in it,” and gave Emily a wink. Emily gave a small smile in response.
“If I recall.....you wound up showing me that uniform for my twentieth birthday,” she replied to her friend Stacey. “And I also recall my thanks for the gift.” Stacey smiled softly at her friend. She opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by Emily. “Hey....they're here early; you ready to move?”, she asked. Stacey had nodded in reply; the two friends began to move quietly towards the truck. As they got closer, they could see the logo – Speedy Technicians – written out in blue letters on the black van sides. Emily motioned for Stacey to go to the passenger side, while she would take the driver's side. Stacey began to creep around the back and towards the other side of the van; she vanished behind the black vehicle as Emily made her way to the driver's side. Taking a small breath, she then flung open the door...only to reveal no one at all. She was confused by this, wondering how the technicians could move so fast.
“Emily? I could use your help back here?”, she heard Stacey call to her from the back of the van. She sighed, closed the door and began to walk back to where Stacey was standing there, with the two technician girls – a short, red haired woman that looked like she was ready to cry, and a slightly taller brunette woman that just seemed to remain strong. They both were wearing black jumpsuits, with the company name written over their left breast. Stacey had her gun out, trained on the two of them, which is what Emily assumed made the girl in the red hair cry.
“P-please....don't kill us!” Tears fell from the red-head's eyes, her hands were raised just like her partner's. The brunette turned her head slightly to her crying partner.
“Stay strong, Tina; as long as we cooperate, I'm sure they won't hurt us,” she replied. She then turned to stare down Stacey, “Listen....whatever it is you want, just take it. Just don't hurt Tina; that's all I ask you.” Tina shook her head, her reddish-orange hair shaking back and forth as she did so.
“N-no, Lucy! Please don't say that! Listen....we don't have a lot of money–” Tina had begun before being cut off my Emily.
“Ladies, we're not interested in your money,” Emily cooed. “But your friend is right, Tina. If you simply do as we ask, you'll be left unhurt.” Tina raised her eyebrows in confusion; if they didn't want money, then what did they want? She opened her mouth, ready to ask, but before she could, Stacey had jumped in.
“Maybe she'd feel better if you told her the real reason why we're here Lucy?” All three of the ladies turned their attention towards the shorter, older woman. “You'll have to forgive her, Tina. You see, we're from a company that provides a....well, we fulfill desires of all kinds....and your friend Lucy here didn't want to tell you how long she's had this crush on you. So, she contacted our company, and my partner and I offered to to fulfill this desire of her's.” Emily just raised an eyebrow at her best friend.
“S-she does?”, Tina asked, turning her head towards Lucy. Emily slowly moved her hand to her side pocket, where she kept a small vial of chloroform and a rag for just such an emergency. “Lucy....is that true?”
“....Yes,” Lucy said, finally breaking the silence with a heavy sigh. Emily stopped herself, letting the scene play out. “Tina, why do you think I asked to be switched with you to the evening calls?” Tina could feel her cheeks blush crimson.
“You see? So listen, this is what we're going to do. We just need you two ladies to go ahead and strip out of those uniforms, my partner and I will tie you two together for a little...intimate time in the back of your van here, and we'll be back in about....how long, partner?” She turned her head towards Emily, who was still surprised by all that had been going on before her.
“...Oh! I'd say about....thirty minutes or so?”, she replied, as she gestured for Stacey to put down her gun. “I do apologize for the initial shock my partner may have given you, but we take our job very seriously.” Stacey holstered her G92F handgun and nodded in agreement. “So...if you ladies would be so kind as to just go ahead and start peeling out of those jumpsuits?” Tina immediately reached for the zipper, revealing that she wore nothing underneath her suit, save for a simple beige bra and matching underwear. Her chest was small, but Lucy didn't mind; she did the same as her friend – zipping out of her own uniform. She too, wore nothing but a black bra and matching underwear. The two friends slipped themselves out of the last remaining bit of their uniforms. “Would you ladies please hand them to my partner?” The two technicians then gave the uniforms to Stacey, who thanked both women in kind.
“What now?”, Tina asked, her gaze locked on her friend Lucy. Stacey had produced a roll of tape that she picked up from the back of the truck.
“Well ladies, now we have to leave you here for a bit, but when the time is up, we'll come back, give you your uniforms, and you can be on your way,” Emily replied to the young girl. “My partner will restrain you both, so I'll let you decide how you'd like to be bound.” Stacey walked up to the two friends, tape in hand.
“If I could make a suggestion? I'd recommend maybe a nice, sensual hug? Trust me, there's nothing better than being bound to the one you love while embracing them,” she said, giving a sideways glance towards Emily, as she put on one of the two uniforms. Tina wrapped her tiny arms around Lucy's sturdy frame, smiling up at her as she did so. Lucy did the same, letting Stacey set about wrapping tape around both their wrists and over their hands, making any chance of escape pointless and futile. “I'm going to ask that you two try to lie down in the van before I wrap your legs together,” she added. The duo did their best to fulfill the request given to them. Both gave a slight yelp of the sudden chill of cold metal on bare flesh. “Sorry! We really don't bring blankets and stuff to our job.” She then wrapped tape around their bodies, pulling them together, their breasts a contradiction in sizes. Lucy was easily twice the size of Tina, Stacey noted. She then wrapped tape around their ankles and thighs, rendering them practically helpless. Tina struggled a little, enjoying the feeling of Lucy's body pressed against hers.
“Wow...this is nice,” she said with a small giggle. She stole a quick kiss from Lucy, which surprised both her and Stacey. “...Sorry,” she said with a sheepish smile. “I couldn't help myself.” Stacey laughed and knelt down to the two of them.
“Hey....I'm required to gag you both...rules and regulations, you understand I hope?”, Stacey lied. Both girls nodded and pursed their lips, but not before Lucy gave one more kiss to Tina. Stacey smiled at her handiwork at bringing the two of them together tonight, and applied a few strips of tape over each of their mouths. She then got out of the back of the van and shut it, then put on the other uniform over by Emily. As she was zipping up the jumpsuit, she couldn't help but notice that Emily kept staring at her, a wide grin on her face. “...What?”, she asked, a slight giggle slipping past her lips.
“ There's nothing better than being bound to the one you love while embracing them?”, Emily shot back. Stacey turned very red, her eyes turning away from her. Emily shook her head, walking towards the castle gates, Stacey following right behind. The two of them were able to get past security without any fuss and were directed right to the surveillance room. “That was some quick thinking back there with the technicians, Stacey,” Emily said, as she shut the door. Stacey had sat down at the main monitors, first clearing out the spike, then began to search for the security footage for November.
“Well...what can I say? They looked lonely....so I took a shot,” she shrugged. “I didn't think that would really work. I knew you were going to go for your emergency chloroform in your pocket if it didn't, so I took a risk.” Emily wasn't really surprised by this – Stacey was the closest thing she ever had to a sister, which is why she was always known as “Aunt Stacey” to Laura. “Fuck,” she heard Stacey whisper.
“What's wrong?”, Emily asked, coming over to her friend.
“We're a no go on the surveillance footage; someone's wiped it clean,” she replied.
“Damn it,” Emily muttered. She pulled out her phone and began to scroll through her contacts. “...Hmm, after the day Laura's had, I think I'll let her rest. I'll call Samantha.” Stacey turned around in her swivel chair.
“Oh....you mean your future daughter-in-law?”, she teased. Emily just shook her head, as the phone began to ring. After a few rings, she heard a voice on the other end.
“Hello?”, Sam's voice came clear over the line.
“Samantha dear! I'm sorry for calling you.”
“Hi mom! No, it's okay that you're calling me! So Mom....what did you need?” Emily paused a moment, as she listened to Sam address her as “mom”. She knew Sam well enough to know that she was probably trying to be funny...which meant only one thing...
“Wait....Samantha, dear...did my daughter actually propose to you?”, Emily had asked.
“Get the fuck out!”, Stacey shouted, her jaw hanging open in shock.
“Yes....we're engaged mom!”, Sam chirped happily.
“Excellent! Listen...I have some ideas later about what we can do for Laura's birthday this year! I think you and I should meet privately to discuss these. I'm sure you both will love them.” Sam giggled and nodded on her end.
“I'll bet I will mom!”
“Samantha, dear? Will you please let my daughter know that all CCTV tapes for November had been destroyed? She'll know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I'll tell her. So...when you get back, we'll do lunch and discuss things?” Sam was excited now for Laura's birthday. She was determined to make this birthday a good one for her future wife.
“That sounds excellent, Samantha dear! I'll see you when I get back; and when I do, we'll go out for dinner to celebrate your engagement!” Emily ended the call, and put her phone away. A confident smirk on her face as she just looked down at an astonished Stacey. “...And you doubted me! Well...what do you have to say for yourself?”
“I'm sorry I doubted you,” Stacey replied. “So....any chance that you won't be too hard on me?” Emily laughed a light laugh, pulling Stacey up to her by the collar around her neck.
“Oh my sweet Stacey....what do you think?”, she whispered. Stacey licked her lips; she could feel Emily's breath on her, causing her pulse to quicken.
“...Not likely?”
“That's my good girl,” Emily teased, kissing Stacey lightly on her lips. They enjoyed the kiss for a moment, then after parting, Emily went on. “Now...let's finish up, go free our two technician friends and go home.”
“Yes Mistress Emily,” Stacey replied with a smile and a giggle. Emily shook her head as Stacey called her that, a private joke among the two of them. She didn't see as Stacey lightly played with the collar for a moment, smiling as she did so.