Room Service
Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 2:20 pm
Room service
by Lord-Storm
The Hotel door knocked and Captain April Del Marco called out "who is it"
"Room Service" came the reply
The U.S Army Captain tentatively opened the door and found herself staring at a
brunette in a black maids uniform and white apron, behind a food cart, next to
her stood a woman with short brown hair wearing a s/s cotton shirt, black tie, red
waist coat, short black skirt and nude hosed legs with flat ballet pumps.
"We didn't order any" the 5"8 stunning red headed Captain continued suspiciously
"Compliments of the management" the dark haired maid chimed in.
April took in the food and thought, hell why not they might not get to eat like
this once they were on their assignment, so she ushered them in quickly, observing
the maids name badge read Maria Ortega and the other woman's announced she was Casey Wells, Maitre'd.
The gorgeous Red headed Captain patted both women down, then satified turned her back,
as Casey shut and locked the door. April reached for her purse inside her issue shoulderbag, when a hand clamped over her mouth and she felt the cold metal of the silenced pistol against her neck.
She began to mumble as she was turned around, to try and warn the other officer that her captors knew was in the room, but found herself staring at the maid who also held a pistol and held a finger pressed to her lips, indicating silence from their captive.
April raised her hands, as she was ushered to the double bed, Maria pulled a sports bag
from beneath the cart and produced a pair of ladies briefs and a knotted rag, along with coils of cotton rope, then the panties were pushed behind her glossy lips and into her
oral cavity, before the knotted cleave gag was tied tightly in her mouth, cruelly pulling the corners of her mouth. Casey now indicated that Captain del Marco needed to undress and she began to disrobe, divesting herself of her uniform. As Casey watched the Red head strip, Maria headed for the bathroom, where she could hear the young female tones of the other officer.
Lt 1st Class Tiffany Baxter was a stunning 5"7 curvaceous Young woman with Shoulder length blonde hair, she had just showered and towelled her body dry and was slipping into her powder blue Satin bikini briefs and matching demi cup bra and garter belt, as she sang.
Sitting on the bathstool she slid first one, then the other of her sheer nude stockings up shapely legs, standing to clip the garters in place. As she twisted to clip the rear right garter into place over her fine derriere and firm thigh, her blonde locks fell over her face, obscuring her vision, as someone entered the bathroom.
Looking up, her light brown eyes were now staring at the reflection in the mirror of a dark haired woman holding a silenced pistol. The blonde oficer spun around and Maria smiled saliciously as she drank in the leggy, slender officer with the 34Ds that jiggled in her bra as she raised her hands to her shoulders, and in stocking feet went into the bedroom. Her friend Captain April del Marco mewled through her tight cleaved panty gag, as she sat clad only in her cream coloured lacy wonderbra, garter belt and hi cut briefs, legs sheathed in the same nude sheer gossamer covering Tiffany's legs.
A woman dressed in the Maitre'd uniform was finishing tying and cinching the Senior U.S Army officers nyloned ankles together. April was already pretty tightly bound, her arms held behind her back by the ropes that secured her crossed wrist, elbows touching, where rope had been cinched above them. The same rope was now doubled and looped beneath her round breast, then painfully under each arm, across the neck and back across her chest, framing her cleavage. Loops around her waist above her garter belt and hips, pulled the lower arms to her body. Tiffany noticed that Aprils thighs and calves had also been securely tied, restricting leg movement and Aprils uniform was now laid out on the bed neatly, dark green skirt and jacket with name and rank insignia, her crisp light green cotton uniform blouse and black neck tab tie, along with her smart dress cover(hat), even her black full slip had been removed and sitting side by side on the floor her shiny 2" Black dress shoes. Tiffany realised that she would not be putting on her clothes, as Maria pulled both arms roughly behind her back and began to pull the doubled cord through a loop and around her wrist, cinching the knot tightly, then pushing the elbows togther and repeating the exercise above them, pinching both arms painfully close. The blonde officer went to cry out and Casey took the opportunity to stuff a pair of panties into the womans mouth and tie the cleave gag in. Pushing the Ltn. down onto the bed, so as she was seated next to her friend, Tiffany's uniform hung mockingly inside the clear plastic sheet protecting it from dust and damage on a hook in front of her.
Casey continued to bind her, Whilst Maria now stripped down to her lingerie and grabbed the blonde officers uniform and removed the dust cover, then began to re-dress in the stolen clothes.
Less then half an hour later Maria stood in shiny black dress heels and army Ltn Tiffany Baxter's uniform, pouring a clear liquid onto a gauze pad, whilst Casey,now dressed in Captain del Marco's stolen uniform, finished up looping a long length of cord around the two real U.S Army officers, who now sat fully on the bed, back to back, their shapely stocking legs bound from ankle to thigh, knee's parallel to ample heaving breast, tightly trussed up. Both women winced and gave a muffled yelp, as a smiling Casey pulled the final knot tight causing the rope to bite into the soft flesh. The mousey blonde captor grabbed a roll of wide white medical tape, as Maria administered the chloro pad to a frantic Tiffany, whose struggles were brief as the ether did its job and the two soft brown eyes shut. Holding her head up, Casey then expended the roll completely around the blondes head, covering her lower jaw and insuring the chloro gag would keep her in an induced state of sleep. As The Ltn's head slumped forward onto her chest, it pulled the ropes to tight around April, causing her to mewl. Her complaints were short, as the two impostors gave the blue eyed Red head the same treatment. The unconcious Army officers keeled onto their sides out cold, as Casey and Maria took headshot pictures of each other in their disguises, which they used to doctor the Real girls I/D cards. Putting on the dress covers and grabbing their newly acquired shoulder bags and attache case's They blew a kiss to their sleeping uniform donors and set off for their Rendezvous,taking care to dispose of the food cart and locking the room and placing a "do not disturb" sign on the doors handle.
As they left room 305, both fake officers passed room 301 and listened as they passed, but heard nothing.
Inside Blonde 30 year old Maitre'D Casey Wells struggled in her black hi cut briefs, bra and white sheer pantyhose, Wrist tied either side of her head to the ornate metal bedstead, ankles and thighs bound, then panty gagged with a strip of micro foam tape, her slender body exhausted from squirming in her bonds. She had been like this for several hours, since those two women had tricked her and the real Maria Ortega, with a phoney room service order and chloroformed them as they had entered the room. The sexy light tan skinned, pretty and very curvy young dark haired Colombian maid, lay across the bed clad in her black pantyhose and a cream form fitting satin camisole. She had faired slightly worse, having been panty gagged , but with her wrist and elbows tied behind her,thighs then ankles bound, finally being laid on her 32dd chest and her wrist and ankles connected in an uncomfortable hogtie, so the soles of her stocking feet now sat parallel with her fine firm round butt. Both women had awoken to find themselves stripped, bound, gagged and began mewling frantically, but thus far to know avail. It would be some time before they were eventually found and they discovered what events had transpired, that had resulted in their humiliating captivity. The same would go for the hapless Captain del Marco and Ltn. Baxter.
by Lord-Storm
The Hotel door knocked and Captain April Del Marco called out "who is it"
"Room Service" came the reply
The U.S Army Captain tentatively opened the door and found herself staring at a
brunette in a black maids uniform and white apron, behind a food cart, next to
her stood a woman with short brown hair wearing a s/s cotton shirt, black tie, red
waist coat, short black skirt and nude hosed legs with flat ballet pumps.
"We didn't order any" the 5"8 stunning red headed Captain continued suspiciously
"Compliments of the management" the dark haired maid chimed in.
April took in the food and thought, hell why not they might not get to eat like
this once they were on their assignment, so she ushered them in quickly, observing
the maids name badge read Maria Ortega and the other woman's announced she was Casey Wells, Maitre'd.
The gorgeous Red headed Captain patted both women down, then satified turned her back,
as Casey shut and locked the door. April reached for her purse inside her issue shoulderbag, when a hand clamped over her mouth and she felt the cold metal of the silenced pistol against her neck.
She began to mumble as she was turned around, to try and warn the other officer that her captors knew was in the room, but found herself staring at the maid who also held a pistol and held a finger pressed to her lips, indicating silence from their captive.
April raised her hands, as she was ushered to the double bed, Maria pulled a sports bag
from beneath the cart and produced a pair of ladies briefs and a knotted rag, along with coils of cotton rope, then the panties were pushed behind her glossy lips and into her
oral cavity, before the knotted cleave gag was tied tightly in her mouth, cruelly pulling the corners of her mouth. Casey now indicated that Captain del Marco needed to undress and she began to disrobe, divesting herself of her uniform. As Casey watched the Red head strip, Maria headed for the bathroom, where she could hear the young female tones of the other officer.
Lt 1st Class Tiffany Baxter was a stunning 5"7 curvaceous Young woman with Shoulder length blonde hair, she had just showered and towelled her body dry and was slipping into her powder blue Satin bikini briefs and matching demi cup bra and garter belt, as she sang.
Sitting on the bathstool she slid first one, then the other of her sheer nude stockings up shapely legs, standing to clip the garters in place. As she twisted to clip the rear right garter into place over her fine derriere and firm thigh, her blonde locks fell over her face, obscuring her vision, as someone entered the bathroom.
Looking up, her light brown eyes were now staring at the reflection in the mirror of a dark haired woman holding a silenced pistol. The blonde oficer spun around and Maria smiled saliciously as she drank in the leggy, slender officer with the 34Ds that jiggled in her bra as she raised her hands to her shoulders, and in stocking feet went into the bedroom. Her friend Captain April del Marco mewled through her tight cleaved panty gag, as she sat clad only in her cream coloured lacy wonderbra, garter belt and hi cut briefs, legs sheathed in the same nude sheer gossamer covering Tiffany's legs.
A woman dressed in the Maitre'd uniform was finishing tying and cinching the Senior U.S Army officers nyloned ankles together. April was already pretty tightly bound, her arms held behind her back by the ropes that secured her crossed wrist, elbows touching, where rope had been cinched above them. The same rope was now doubled and looped beneath her round breast, then painfully under each arm, across the neck and back across her chest, framing her cleavage. Loops around her waist above her garter belt and hips, pulled the lower arms to her body. Tiffany noticed that Aprils thighs and calves had also been securely tied, restricting leg movement and Aprils uniform was now laid out on the bed neatly, dark green skirt and jacket with name and rank insignia, her crisp light green cotton uniform blouse and black neck tab tie, along with her smart dress cover(hat), even her black full slip had been removed and sitting side by side on the floor her shiny 2" Black dress shoes. Tiffany realised that she would not be putting on her clothes, as Maria pulled both arms roughly behind her back and began to pull the doubled cord through a loop and around her wrist, cinching the knot tightly, then pushing the elbows togther and repeating the exercise above them, pinching both arms painfully close. The blonde officer went to cry out and Casey took the opportunity to stuff a pair of panties into the womans mouth and tie the cleave gag in. Pushing the Ltn. down onto the bed, so as she was seated next to her friend, Tiffany's uniform hung mockingly inside the clear plastic sheet protecting it from dust and damage on a hook in front of her.
Casey continued to bind her, Whilst Maria now stripped down to her lingerie and grabbed the blonde officers uniform and removed the dust cover, then began to re-dress in the stolen clothes.
Less then half an hour later Maria stood in shiny black dress heels and army Ltn Tiffany Baxter's uniform, pouring a clear liquid onto a gauze pad, whilst Casey,now dressed in Captain del Marco's stolen uniform, finished up looping a long length of cord around the two real U.S Army officers, who now sat fully on the bed, back to back, their shapely stocking legs bound from ankle to thigh, knee's parallel to ample heaving breast, tightly trussed up. Both women winced and gave a muffled yelp, as a smiling Casey pulled the final knot tight causing the rope to bite into the soft flesh. The mousey blonde captor grabbed a roll of wide white medical tape, as Maria administered the chloro pad to a frantic Tiffany, whose struggles were brief as the ether did its job and the two soft brown eyes shut. Holding her head up, Casey then expended the roll completely around the blondes head, covering her lower jaw and insuring the chloro gag would keep her in an induced state of sleep. As The Ltn's head slumped forward onto her chest, it pulled the ropes to tight around April, causing her to mewl. Her complaints were short, as the two impostors gave the blue eyed Red head the same treatment. The unconcious Army officers keeled onto their sides out cold, as Casey and Maria took headshot pictures of each other in their disguises, which they used to doctor the Real girls I/D cards. Putting on the dress covers and grabbing their newly acquired shoulder bags and attache case's They blew a kiss to their sleeping uniform donors and set off for their Rendezvous,taking care to dispose of the food cart and locking the room and placing a "do not disturb" sign on the doors handle.
As they left room 305, both fake officers passed room 301 and listened as they passed, but heard nothing.
Inside Blonde 30 year old Maitre'D Casey Wells struggled in her black hi cut briefs, bra and white sheer pantyhose, Wrist tied either side of her head to the ornate metal bedstead, ankles and thighs bound, then panty gagged with a strip of micro foam tape, her slender body exhausted from squirming in her bonds. She had been like this for several hours, since those two women had tricked her and the real Maria Ortega, with a phoney room service order and chloroformed them as they had entered the room. The sexy light tan skinned, pretty and very curvy young dark haired Colombian maid, lay across the bed clad in her black pantyhose and a cream form fitting satin camisole. She had faired slightly worse, having been panty gagged , but with her wrist and elbows tied behind her,thighs then ankles bound, finally being laid on her 32dd chest and her wrist and ankles connected in an uncomfortable hogtie, so the soles of her stocking feet now sat parallel with her fine firm round butt. Both women had awoken to find themselves stripped, bound, gagged and began mewling frantically, but thus far to know avail. It would be some time before they were eventually found and they discovered what events had transpired, that had resulted in their humiliating captivity. The same would go for the hapless Captain del Marco and Ltn. Baxter.