This story was written a bit differently. I wanted to tell the story from all three perspectives, and do it in a unique way. Each break represents a change in perspective from one character to another, which will last through all but the last section of the story. This may seem weird at first, but read and you might begin to notice why I did it.
Tori struggled against the restraints. She had just woken up, last remembering walking into her bedroom at the apartment she shared with her sister Jill and their friend Zoe. She couldn't see anything at the moment, but could tell that she wasn't alone. She could hear somebody breathing in the room with her. As she gained awareness of her surroundings, she realized that her legs were spread eagle, tied to the bedposts with what felt like pantyhose. Her arms were also spread out and tied just the same. A blindfold was wrapped around her head, which also felt like nylons, and was a bit tight. Her mouth was forced open with what felt like a rubber ball. As she concentrated, she could feel the straps holding it in. She moved her lips a bit, and realized that the tightness around her face was in fact a stocking pulled down over her head. She struggled once more, and was relieved to find that she was wearing clothes. She wasn't sure how long she had been out.
Suddenly, a muffled noise came from the direction of the breathing. What was going on?
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Jill woke up to find herself in a position she wasn't unfamiliar with. With her legs and arms spread out and tied to bedposts, she began to think she fell asleep by accident and her boyfriend Andy would let her go when they finished with their master and slave games. Then she remembered. Andy was out of town on business. So how did she get this way. As she moved about, she began to realize a few more things. They usually used leather straps, not nylon to tie themselves up. They also didn't use ball gags, and they never used stockings to mask themselves. The blindfold was the only thing that was similar, as stockings were a bit more comfortable around the eyes. Suddenly, Jill was worried. What had happened? She let out a scream, but it was muffled by the gag.
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Zoe straightened up. It seemed that her roommates were finally waking up. Overjoyed, she pulled the vibrator out of her vagina and turned it off. Standing up, she walked over to the mirror in hall and looked herself over. She was wearing her favorite outfit, a black opaque bodystocking that came all the way up to her neck. Underneath the sleeves she had put on some black stockings to glove her hands. It was crotchless for easy access, and besides that, only her head was exposed. Noticing that, she ran back to where she had been sitting and grabbed the black stocking on the floor. Pulling it over her head, she pulled the edge down and tucked it under the collar of the bodystocking. She grabbed the metallic vibrator she had been playing with, then walked to the table and grabbed a few other things, including the hard whip she had found among Jill's stuff. Zoe then walked towards the room that Jill and Tori were in. She opened the door, turned on the light and walked inside.
Zoe watched as both girls reacted to the light with muffled noises and squirming. Jill was obviously more relaxed, being a bit more used to this from her games with Andy. Zoe walked over and whipped the bed between Tori's legs, causing her to settle down. Jill quieted down too, having heard the whip. Zoe looked at Tori. Tori was still dressed in the blazer, blouse, skirt, and pantyhose she wore to work that day. Reaching forward, she grabbed hold of Tori's left ankle and slid her hands along the nylon covered leg. She loved the feel of nylons, and leaned down to rub her face along Tori's leg. She heard Tori whimper as she did this. Standing up, she put a hand on each of Tori's legs and glided them up towards her waist, leaning forward until she was kneeling on the edge of the bed. Feeling around Tori's skirt, she found the zipper and unzipped it. Pulling the skirt out from under Tori's rear end, Zoe tossed it to the side.
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Tori could only whimper as she felt her skirt being removed from her body. She didn't know who this person was, but she had a sure feeling that tonight was going to be rough. Suddenly, she felt the person get off the bed. Were the rest of her clothes to be removed next? How else would this person violate her? Was it Zoe or Jill that provided the muffled scream earlier? Tori began to cry.
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Jill could hear the whimpering coming from nearby. Could there be another person tied up here? She had heard the whip but didn't feel anything. Was it Zoe or Tori that had been captured? At the moment, the captor seemed interested in the other person. She could hear the springs in the other bed, determining that the person had dragged another bed into whatever room she was in. Jill decided she wouldn't cry. She couldn't cry. Secretly, she had a fantasy that just something like this, without a second person tied up. She decided to play along. She began to struggle, bouncing her body in an attempt to gain attention to herself.
Suddenly she felt a hand on her leg and she stopped bouncing. A nylon covered hand she noticed, as the hand slid up her leg. She felt her shorts being unbuttoned and unzipped, though she wondered how they were going to be taken off. She didn't wonder much longer as she felt them being pulled down a bit, allowing her captor room to reach in and feel around. She pulled her body down in a vain attempt to make her captor think she was fighting back. The hand pulled out from her shorts and began to travel to her belly. Two hands then began to pull her shirt up above her breasts, which coincidently, weren't enclosed in a bra. She had taken it off earlier when she had done her laundry, along with her panties, and hadn't put either back on. She didn't mind. Her breasts, which the captor was beginning to massage, have drove men nuts since high school. It was her favorite feature on her body, and she enjoyed being a bit voyeuristic about them. Then, she felt her captor lean towards her. Suddenly, she heard a whisper.
"Your breasts are as wonderful as I imagined."
With that, her nipples were pinched.
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Zoe was impressed. She had seen both sisters in underwear before, but never less than that. Jill's breasts had natural lift. They seemed perfect in every way. She wished her own slightly sagging breasts could achieve that.
Since realizing her interest wasn't just in boys, she had left her controlling, and oftentimes jealous boyfriend. Her psychiatrist had suggested that she think about her relationship to her roommates after hearing Zoe talk about her increasing feelings towards BOTH of them. She doubted that her psychiatrist was expecting her to come back hearing about today. It wasn't as if being bisexual appalled her, but she felt it was straining her relationships, and wanted help. After two days of thinking, she dreamed up what was going on right now. As she cupped Jill's breasts in her hand, she wondered what both of them were thinking right now. Tori had to be scared, while Jill was probably wondering what was going on.
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The whisper was too faint to try and match it to anyone she knew. That bugged Jill a bit, as she might enjoy this better if she knew who her captor was. Her only goal was to try and direct attention to herself. The more attention on her, the better for the other victim. While she enjoyed these kinds of games, the other person may be quite scared. Better that she keep the attention on herself. It wasn't as if she wasn't used to the attention. As her breasts were cupped, she gave a little moan of interest. She felt the hands rubbing around her breasts and playing with her nipples. In all honesty, the nylon felt good against her breasts. She made a mental note about that for when Andy got back. She usually thought of nylon as a more formal piece of clothing, and never really bothered with it unless at formal events. She continued with little whimpers and moans as her captor played with her breasts. Then the hands disappeared.
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Hearing the moaning coming from nearby made Tori wonder if the other victim was Jill. It would make sense, as Jill enjoyed these kinds of sex games with Andy. Tori never cared for them, preferring normal sex with Lyle. That made her think. This couldn't be Lyle for he was at work tonight, unless it was later than she thought. NO! It couldn't be Lyle. She just couldn't imagine him doing something like this. Maybe Andy, though he was away on a business trip. Of course, that could have been a lie. Both Andy and Jill played these games with each other. Who else could it be? She began to run through every guy she knew, and while a few of them have expressed interest in her, she couldn't think of anybody who would even attempt this. She just hoped that one of her roommates would come home and discover what's going on. Then maybe the cops could be called.
