Summer Break
Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 2:10 pm
Summer Break
by Lord-Storm,
Part 1
Emma Scott-Forbes stood in front of the long ornate mirror admiring her youthful good looks and shapely figure. At 19 the pretty, long haired brunette was the Daughter of a sucessful couple who sent their only child to the "Halston Ladies Academy", one of the few high end boarding college for the young females from amongst the rich and elite.
Her father a Powerful legal Q.C in the UK justice system and business exec and CEO mother had already said their farewells and now she was alone, preparing to join her friends at the Ladies college, awaiting the Mini coach which would collect her.
At 5"10, with a slender athletic body and shapely toned legs, she was certainly popular with boys. Emma wore the burgundy and Navy vertical striped blazer with gold crest on the left breast pocket.
Beneath this was the pale blue cotton long sleeved blouse, stretched over the bra that held firm 34Ds in their cups. A burgundy tie bearing the same gold motif,stretched from neck to waist, intersecting her cleavage. The pale blue blouse was tucked inside of a mid thigh length Navy pleated skirt.
Silky sheer nude pantyhose covered firm thighs and black over the knee cotton socks and flat black court shoes finished the uniform.
The young womans reverie was broken by an older female voice from behind. The woman was about 50, but quite strong and athletic looking with grey/blonde hair,tied back and cold steely eyes. She was stood next to a dark haired young woman who looked remarkably like the one stood before her, except this one sat on the rooms only bed, ball-gagged, tape over her eyes, she sat in expensive frilly trimmed french lacy floral print bra and briefs, her elbows cinched uncomfortably together with a plastic cable tie, another locking her wrist behind her back. Her own black knee length socked ankles and nude hosed thighs also held together by two more plastic ties. She drooled onto her chest as the real Emma Scott-Forbes tried to protest.
A horn sounded sharply and the older woman said "time to go and don't forget what you have to do"
"What about her"the younger woman indicated the real bound Emma.
"Don't worry" smirked the other woman " her ride will be here soon"
Part 2
The impostor made her way down the drive with her bag and was soon joining the seven similarly attired young women on the mini-coach.
"Right lets get you ready for your trip" the older woman told Emma, " first lets remove that nasty ballgag"
As soon as it was removed Emma began a verbal trade "you evil B**ch you won't get away with this my friends will suss your fraud you dumb Fu!! aUmphm! Emma was abruptly cut off as another pair of her lacy french knickers were forced into her mouth and several overlapping strips of tape smoothed over moist lips, reducing her foul mouthed cussing to a muffled mumble.
The woman then used the roll of tape to bind the girls calves and above the knees, then she expended another roll around the elasticated waistband and lower arms of her captive, before windinding more under and above Emma's bust, pinning her upper arms, which had the effect of pushing both breast up to almost overflowing inside the skimpy lace bra.
"yu efel fupping biff" the young brunette captive yelled at her assailant. Just then as white truck pulled up the drive and reversed to the side of the house.
"AH your transport has arrived" the woman chuckled "oh and don't worry about your friends outing your replacement".
Emma heard another set of feet upstairs and something was laid on the floor, then she was lifted from the bed and placed face down on what felt like a rug. Suddenly there was a sharp sting in her left buttock and Emma felt drowsy, she did remember the vague sensation of being rolled up in the rug but did not feel the two women carry her downstairs and dump her unceremoniouslyinto the back of the truck, before it was locked up. As the grey hairedwoman and the newcomer climbed into the back as well a third person pulled the truck out of the drive.
Emma groggily awoke and realised she was still gagged and bound, but she could see light and slowly realised her blindfold was gone. However the low moaning inthe truck indicated she was not alone and as her vision cleared it became clear what the woman had mean't about her friends, as Emma slowly realised the noise was being emitted from her seven friends who all struggled frantically gagged and bound like her, in their various different designs of underwear, but all clad in the same nude pantyhose and over the knee socks.
"Relax girls, soon be at your destination" laughed the grey haired woman, time to keep you quiet" and with that each girl was sprayed a fine chloro mist and soon fell silent.
Later that evening two sets of similar looking girls arrived at two very different destinations, their futures would be very different. AT Halston fake Emma disembarked with her friends, Chantelle. Sylvie, Myra, Roberta Helen, Veronica And Beth, the impostors making their way to the Dorm. Due to a well placed insider who had not only been able to bug the girls to glean more personal info had been able to supply documents on each so as they could assimilate easier.
At another location eight padded packing crates were being loaded into the hold of a foriegn registered cargo vessel. Contained in each crate was the nubile forms of the real spoiled pretty little daughters of the mega rich, stiill unconcious, in socks, panty hose and underwear, now retied tightly with red nylon rope and re-gagged for the final time with over the mouth amusline cloth gags covering their lower jaws.
When they awoke they would find themselves in the hands of the grey haired womans rich unscrupelous clients, confined to a life of subservience and sexual obedience, back home their families no more the wiser of their fate.
The End
by Lord-Storm,
Part 1
Emma Scott-Forbes stood in front of the long ornate mirror admiring her youthful good looks and shapely figure. At 19 the pretty, long haired brunette was the Daughter of a sucessful couple who sent their only child to the "Halston Ladies Academy", one of the few high end boarding college for the young females from amongst the rich and elite.
Her father a Powerful legal Q.C in the UK justice system and business exec and CEO mother had already said their farewells and now she was alone, preparing to join her friends at the Ladies college, awaiting the Mini coach which would collect her.
At 5"10, with a slender athletic body and shapely toned legs, she was certainly popular with boys. Emma wore the burgundy and Navy vertical striped blazer with gold crest on the left breast pocket.
Beneath this was the pale blue cotton long sleeved blouse, stretched over the bra that held firm 34Ds in their cups. A burgundy tie bearing the same gold motif,stretched from neck to waist, intersecting her cleavage. The pale blue blouse was tucked inside of a mid thigh length Navy pleated skirt.
Silky sheer nude pantyhose covered firm thighs and black over the knee cotton socks and flat black court shoes finished the uniform.
The young womans reverie was broken by an older female voice from behind. The woman was about 50, but quite strong and athletic looking with grey/blonde hair,tied back and cold steely eyes. She was stood next to a dark haired young woman who looked remarkably like the one stood before her, except this one sat on the rooms only bed, ball-gagged, tape over her eyes, she sat in expensive frilly trimmed french lacy floral print bra and briefs, her elbows cinched uncomfortably together with a plastic cable tie, another locking her wrist behind her back. Her own black knee length socked ankles and nude hosed thighs also held together by two more plastic ties. She drooled onto her chest as the real Emma Scott-Forbes tried to protest.
A horn sounded sharply and the older woman said "time to go and don't forget what you have to do"
"What about her"the younger woman indicated the real bound Emma.
"Don't worry" smirked the other woman " her ride will be here soon"
Part 2
The impostor made her way down the drive with her bag and was soon joining the seven similarly attired young women on the mini-coach.
"Right lets get you ready for your trip" the older woman told Emma, " first lets remove that nasty ballgag"
As soon as it was removed Emma began a verbal trade "you evil B**ch you won't get away with this my friends will suss your fraud you dumb Fu!! aUmphm! Emma was abruptly cut off as another pair of her lacy french knickers were forced into her mouth and several overlapping strips of tape smoothed over moist lips, reducing her foul mouthed cussing to a muffled mumble.
The woman then used the roll of tape to bind the girls calves and above the knees, then she expended another roll around the elasticated waistband and lower arms of her captive, before windinding more under and above Emma's bust, pinning her upper arms, which had the effect of pushing both breast up to almost overflowing inside the skimpy lace bra.
"yu efel fupping biff" the young brunette captive yelled at her assailant. Just then as white truck pulled up the drive and reversed to the side of the house.
"AH your transport has arrived" the woman chuckled "oh and don't worry about your friends outing your replacement".
Emma heard another set of feet upstairs and something was laid on the floor, then she was lifted from the bed and placed face down on what felt like a rug. Suddenly there was a sharp sting in her left buttock and Emma felt drowsy, she did remember the vague sensation of being rolled up in the rug but did not feel the two women carry her downstairs and dump her unceremoniouslyinto the back of the truck, before it was locked up. As the grey hairedwoman and the newcomer climbed into the back as well a third person pulled the truck out of the drive.
Emma groggily awoke and realised she was still gagged and bound, but she could see light and slowly realised her blindfold was gone. However the low moaning inthe truck indicated she was not alone and as her vision cleared it became clear what the woman had mean't about her friends, as Emma slowly realised the noise was being emitted from her seven friends who all struggled frantically gagged and bound like her, in their various different designs of underwear, but all clad in the same nude pantyhose and over the knee socks.
"Relax girls, soon be at your destination" laughed the grey haired woman, time to keep you quiet" and with that each girl was sprayed a fine chloro mist and soon fell silent.
Later that evening two sets of similar looking girls arrived at two very different destinations, their futures would be very different. AT Halston fake Emma disembarked with her friends, Chantelle. Sylvie, Myra, Roberta Helen, Veronica And Beth, the impostors making their way to the Dorm. Due to a well placed insider who had not only been able to bug the girls to glean more personal info had been able to supply documents on each so as they could assimilate easier.
At another location eight padded packing crates were being loaded into the hold of a foriegn registered cargo vessel. Contained in each crate was the nubile forms of the real spoiled pretty little daughters of the mega rich, stiill unconcious, in socks, panty hose and underwear, now retied tightly with red nylon rope and re-gagged for the final time with over the mouth amusline cloth gags covering their lower jaws.
When they awoke they would find themselves in the hands of the grey haired womans rich unscrupelous clients, confined to a life of subservience and sexual obedience, back home their families no more the wiser of their fate.
The End