An Important Event

[esercito sconfitto]

An important Event
by Lord-Storm





Captain Emma Stanwick of the WRAF tried to focus, which for the 38 year plain looking blonde, with grey flecks, was not easy, considering her expensive designer glasses were missing and she now regretted not wearing her contact lenses. The one thing she was conscious of was that she appeared to be tied up, as not only was movement severely restricted, but that the nylon ropes were digging into the soft flesh of wrist, arms and torso, this answered the second question, whoever had done this had stolen her uniform. As she focused hard her soft grey eyes told her that however they had not taken the black longline bra, black panties and black girdle with garters, or the sheer charcoal colour stockings connected to them, although there was white nylon rope holding her legs tightly together, from ankles to above the knees and her dress heels were gone to.
Emma's first reaction was to try and call out, "hurrb , mumbubby beeb hurrb" was what her mouth emitted when she tried. Something inside her mouth held her tongue down, then something sticky and wide smothered her glossy lips. Of course she was gagged too, Emma realised, they would hardly strip her, tie her up and then leave her with the ability to raise the alarm. Where was she and what had happened , why had they stolen her clothes, a whole myriad of questions filled her mind, as Captain Stanwick tried to make sense of what was happening.
It was still light, that much she could make out, so how long had she been out. Yes she remembered she had been walking along to the Abbey, when she had been distracted , her booklet for the service in her hand, and then, then a hand had clamped a sweet smelling cloth over her mouth and nose and an arm had pinned across her chest, as she struggled against the overpowering smothering sensation, they had pulled her inside somewhere, Emma had tried to resist but had lost strength rapidly , along with what felt like more then one pair of hands holding her, she had passed out.
Her arms were numb and tired, they had bound her wrist side by side and cinched her arms together above the elbows, they had also pinned her arms to her body below her 34dd chest.
The sudden realisation that she would be clad only in her underwear when she was found but at least her hair was still neatly pinned in place.


Across town Nina Clarke was having similar problems with a uniform as she adjusted the WPCS bowler style cap on her colleagues head and the cravat of the dress uniform she wore.
" Oh I almost forgot, gloves she said as she crouched down and slid the white cotton gloves off the soft hands of their owner. "BURG GURR BU GRUING" came the indignant protest from the shapely brunette who at that moment was being tied up by Nina's brother Eric and several of his male friends. The pretty brunette was one of two dark haired ladies and a blonde, who lay on their chest clad only in bra's and tight panties, beneath the regulation dark sheer control top pantyhose that WPCs of the Metropolitan Police wore with their dress uniforms on official occasions.
All three now lay in the back of the box van, as the men continued to tie he nubile female constables hands behind their backs and pin their arms to the slender lingerie clad bodies, their shoes and stolen uniforms now adorning Nina and her two female cohorts.
The officers shapely hosed legs were already tied tightly together at the ankles calves and mid-thigh and the girls mouths were already packed and sealed with a single wide strip of microfoam tape muffling any sound as, the male captors continued to secure the three helpless girl coppers up. they couldn't help but admire the firm hosed and panty covered butt staring back at them as well as the curvy figures that lay in front of them.
When the blonde WPC had winced and mewled as rope was tied around her waist and lower arms, the guy tying her lightly smacked her peachy backside, which was encased in a pair of pink lace trimmed briefs under the silky gossamer of her hose.
The three impostor WPCs were now ready and Nina watched as the now helplessly bound female constables were rolled onto their backs revealing their ample chest staining inside bra's as the tight ropes under their bust and across their chest forced the firm breast into a mixture of of cotton and lace underwired bra's, or in the case of one of the brunettes , a pretty brown eyed woman, with her hair cut in a bob, the skimpy pale blue Wonderbra she had not been expecting to put on display today.
"Now remember the plan" Nina chided "and don't go having any fun with them, their are safety net"
The men produced strips of white cloth and siting the bound female officers up, spread a wide strip over the women captives noses and lower jaws, tying them tightly at the knape of the neck and further deadening any sounds, then a narrower strip was tied over the girls eyes, The blondes green eyes, followed by the brown and pale blue sets of the two brunette cops.
"Don't worry ladies we won't hurt you if you behave, although I can't vouch for the residents in Brixton when we dump three pretty girl coppers tied and gagged in their undies in their back yard" Eric laughed, as the panicked mewling emitted from behind the gags of the three stripped and blindfolded WPCs as he shut and locked the vans doors and drove off.

"DING DONG" the bell to the apartment rang and the door was opened by a smart professional looking woman, with long dark hair, wearing a red silk blouse and light grey jacket and above the knee skirt with sheer nude nylons and 3" heels. The UPS courier asked "Miss Angelique Devane"
"Yes that's me" she replied before signing for the package and closing the door, to the apartment.
The steady click, clack of heels was muffled by the cream carpet a she entered the bedroom and placed the package on the bed.
"That's a good girl, lady lawyers really are smart" the woman said wryly.
Angelique Devane, an attractive twenty five year old lawyer lay hogtied and gagged on her bedroom floor where she had been left by the woman who was now pretending to be her.
The sexy young legal professional with the cherry red lips parted by atight cleave gag, knotted beneath the long mane of crimped dark locks, was stripped down to a rather sexy pink satin and lace bra filled by her 38c tits. a matching pair of hi cut panties and garter belt completed the ensemble. Her slender legs were sheathed in sheer nude rht stockings, a seam running down the back of each, the hosed shoeless feet now parallel with her buttocks where tightly bound ankles were now joined to th e very secure wrist bindings, by a shorter piece of cord, similar cord cinched both arms above the elbows, around her calves and above the knees.
"Don't worry Miss Devane, you have been very helpful, allowing me to borrow your clothes and use your lovely apartment and all will be revealed when my friends get here"