Special Duties

[esercito sconfitto]

1967 South East England







Inspector Victoria Harman stood in front of the hallway mirror and checked her reflection. The tall, curvy 35 year old looked back at her attractive features with her pale blue eyes as she tugged at her smart serge tunics hem and then smoothed out her matching serge knee length skirt, her hands feeling the firm backside encased in tight underwear and felt the 6 suspender tabs beneath, that tugged at the welts of the dark sheer seamed nylon stockings that sheathed her shapely legs, before her feet vanished into the shiny black court shoes she wore. Inspector Harman had an important assignment and wanted to look her best, so with a brief look over her shoulder, made sure the dark seams were straight, then finally she placed her peaked cap onto the mane of red hair pinned up into a French roll. Picking up her hand bag, she slung the long strap over her right shoulder and pulled on her brown leather gloves, allowing a smile to cross her moist, full, glossy red lips. Just then the doorbell rang and Vicky Harman opened it, a young WPC with shoulder length curly brown hair saluted " "good morning Ma'am,I'm your driver" she announced "WPC Emily Fisher", the Inspector returned the salute "alright then constable lets get to Chatham and meet the others. Vicky followed the young officer down to the waiting Wolsey Police car, noting her slender shape and straight seams, before the door was opened and Inspector Harman climbed into the rear passenger seat, the hem of her skirt rising another inch or two. WPC Fisher climbed in the Drivers Seat and pulled out, heading for her destination, she glanced in the mirror, checking out the attractive senior officer and the display of nylon clad leg now exposed by the raised hemline. Vicky Harman sat oblivious in the back reading the paperwork for her assignment ahead, lost in concentration, but it was going to be anything but a quiet, easy going day for the red headed Inspector Harman.......


The 23 year old WPC Emily Fisher, her blonde hair pinned in a neat bun, was not having a good day, it didn't help that 2 hours ago the pretty young officer had been abducted at gunpoint whilst climbing into her patrol car, but now she lay blindfolded, wearing nothing but her seamed dark nylon stockings, 8 strap black suspender belt, sheer pink full panties and black lacy brassiere, rope around her slender ankles and tightly pinning her shapely legs above and below the knees, any movement restricted by the short piece of cord connecting her ankle bindings to those encircling her wrist and holding her in a strict hog tie, although the ropes above her elbows and looped around her waist and lower arms, along with those tied above and below her 36 C cup breast and holding her upper arms to her nubile body were also playing their part. The balled up handkerchief that filled her mouth and held in place by two thick wide strips of white tape muffled her anguished pleas for help and she had been quite frightened and embarrassed in equal measure as she had been forced to remove her gloves, shoes, cap and uniform to her underclothes, then ruthlessly but efficiently, trussed up, gagged, blindfolded and finally hogtied. As she lay helpless the young constable could only summise as to why she had been kidnapped and her uniform stolen but it must be something to do with her current assignment and Inspector Vicky Harman.


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Special duties-Act II



Doctors and Nurses

Dr Philippa Patterson was in a bind so to speak, her wrist were numb from being tightly bound and then pulled above her head, where they had been secured to a pipe. Although she was blindfolded, the 27 year old slender Medical practitioner with the light green eyes now hidden, knew that she was undressed and in her lingerie, as her black satin blouse with the large bowed neck and her mid thigh grey hounds tooth skirt with matching short jacket, had been reluctantly removed at the behest of her armed and very focused captors, her silky light blue full slip had been torn in to multiple strips that now held her in tight bondage, and the young woman hung helplessly in her black lace bustier, red satin French knickers and matching suspender belt, the four long suspender straps on each thigh tugging at the dark tan welts of the sheer lighter tan gossamer of her RHT stockings, her toes barely touching the concrete floor. The Doctor swung from side to side, her shoulder length brown hair in ringlets shaking as she struggled vainly. A woman now dressed in Philippa's stolen clothes had just finished binding her shapely hosed legs around her ankles and above the knees. A final strip of the garment had been knotted into a cleave gag, which had been secured tightly between ruby lips, to hold in the gauze that completed her gag. Pretty Dr Patterson was not alone in the large windowless room, several women in Nurses uniforms fastened the cross straps of the dark blue capes and made some final adjustments to there attire. As she mewled her stifled pleas for help, she was joined by the equally muffled cries of two beautiful young women now being tied up back to back, on the hard stone floor, quite tightly, by several women in dark trousers and sweaters.

Nurse Susan Clarke, an attractive 24 year with collar length dark hair, blue eyes and a pale flawless complexion, now sat divested of her clothes, bound in her dark pink panty girdle with white polka dots hugging her peachy firm backside and pulled over the top of sheer brown nylon tights sheathing her lovely legs that had been bound at the ankles and above and below the knees, her arms pulled behind her back resting in the small of her back and tied with bandages at the wrist and elbows, upper arms pinned against Susan's shapely body, under her ample bosom filling the cups of a white longline bra, lower arms held by more turns, where the bra and girdles waistband met. She was then held firmly around the shoulders and midriff by more bindings that passed around her equally pretty companion Nurse Valerie Miller, who also stripped was similarly bound wearing a black satin panelled panty girdle over her tights with heaving bust in a red longline bra. The gorgeous 26 year old brown eyed blondes long golden locks cascaded onto bra strapped shoulders, as both girl looked on mewling helplessly through gagged mouths, filled like Phillippa's with gauze, but with their cherry red moist lips moulded into the two wide strips of flesh coloured sticking plaster that had been smoothed into place over each girls mouths. The sexy soft swish of nylon against nylon was barely audible as the two real nurse's flexed their legs in an effort to loosen bonds and moved against one another sexily, feeling the warmth of each others lithe bodies.

"Don't bother trying to get loose girls, your quite securely bound" said the woman impersonating Dr Patterson's in her stolen clothes" someone will find you later, so thanks for the uniforms and suit" she teased laughing.
The woman in Phillippa Patterson's clothes placed a hand on the Doctors left cheek " I could have fun with you and them" she said looking across at the helpless Nurses "But we have an important rendezvous so we'll say goodbye" and with that they were all gone, leaving the 3 women to mull over the circumstances of their current predicament. All three had climbed aboard an Ambulance almost 2 hours earlier, on their way to an emergency callout in the women's holding cells at Chatham Police HQ, but instead when they had stopped , had found themselves being forced at gunpoint inside a large derelict looking building. First the sexy Doctor had been ordered to remove her clothes , heels and slip, whilst the 2 Nurse's, hands held up at shoulder height revealing their tight uniforms beneath dark blue capes, watched in silence fear in their eyes, until it was their turn to strip. Philippa Patterson had slipped off her shoes , unbuttoned the three large black buttons on her jacket, before popping open the buttons of her blouse, pulled taut over her 36 D bust finally undoing the clasp and zipper of her skirt, shimmying it down shapely hosed legs, the satin lining swishing against nylon, then humiliatingly being forced to remove her silky slip to expose her underwear.
As they bound the Doctor, Susan and Valerie realised that they were going to be next robbed of their uniforms, so had begun undoing the straps of the dark blue capes with the red lining, before unfastening the metal clasped of the wide red belts around curvy waist revealing the knee length short sleeved pink uniforms and white aprons held by 2 poppers above their bust. Having removed the belts and aprons both girls undid the button fronted pink dresses, revealing their shapely forms, underwear and luscious hosed legs. Finally they had slid off their black court shoes ands starched caps before being bound and gagged.

Now as the 3 female medical staff were all bound helpless captives, little could they know that they had been part of a ruse to steal their clothes as well as some medical supplies, all part of an elaborate and much bigger plan, in which they had now unwittingly played their parts to perfection the impostors disguised in their stolen clothes were ready for the next part of a bigger plan......