Hostage

I lay on the sofa waiting with my feet bound and my hands tied behind my back. I was grateful that my restraints were not hurting me and had been quite loosely knotted.

Just before my captives slipped a blindfold over my eyes they gave me a choice "Don't try and escape or we will tighten the ropes. You can't see us, so you don't know if we are watching."

They had turned my TV on and a local news channel was giving an update on the weather and the traffic report.

"I see her car, yes she is parking it. She's getting out and approaching the building." One of my kidnappers said. "Get ready."

"Roger that." Crackled a walkie talkie.

I heard the creak of my apartment door opening and then the sounds of a scuffle before the door slammed shut.

A woman's muffled voice was protesting and I guessed that they had successfully seized my neighbor and brought her into my apartment.

The sofa bounced, she must have been deposited next to me.

"Sit next to her Carla, don't scream, don't fight. Just sit still, do as we say and you will not get hurt."

"What do you want?" I heard her ask. "Please do not hurt me."

That whiny voice of hers really grated on my nerves. Since I moved in three months ago she had been snobbish and unfriendly. I don't know where she came from but she spoke with a South American accent.

"Very simply, we want the combination of your safe in your office."

"Why do you want that?"

"Because we want to open it."

I had to smile to myself.

"What do you want from my safe? I have no money in there."

"We want the package labeled 'Roberts Industries,' the one your business partner took before Roberts mysteriously disappeared. It represents three years of hard work and we do not want to see it sold to the competition. Give us the combination of the safe."

"No, I will not give you it; I do not care what you do to me."

"Do you know what we will do to you? Give her a taster Andy."

My feet were unbound and I was dragged to my feet. The guy who was called Andy stood close behind me, I could feel his body touching mine.

"Please don't hurt me," I begged.

"That all depends on Carla, your neighbor, my dear."

"Carla, give them what they want." I leaned forward trying to guess where she was. The silence from her indicated she wasn't going to give in that easily.

"Remove her blindfold; I want her to look into Carla's eyes. I want Carla to see what her stubbornness will get her after we get through with Jill here."

I blinked at the sudden light. Carla was sat on my sofa, her hands and feet bound. A total of three men were in my apartment, one watching through the window, one standing behind Carla, leaning on the back of the sofa, and the guy called Andy behind me.

"Carla! They are going to get that combination in the end. Give it to them now."

"Never." She spat back.

"Proceed Andy."

Andy reached around me, grasped my white shirt, and ripped it open. Buttons clattered onto the wood floor as he ripped the thin material, exposing my yellow lacy bra.

"Noooo. Don't do this to me." I cried.

I saw a flash of a knife as Andy cut away the remains of my shirt he was unable to rip off my shoulders.

"You can stop this at any time Carla. Save this poor girl's suffering and then yours."

Carla's silence prompted Andy to ask. "More Bob?"

"Yes, more." He rubbed the back of his hand against Carla's cheek and she flinched away.

Andy's fingers fumbled with my skirt fastener until in frustration he slipped his knife into the waistband and cut. My skirt dropped to the floor. I wriggled but Andy held my bound hands tightly.

"Umm, nice matching bra and panties. That's very sexy Jilly." Bob forced Carla to look at my partially exposed body. "Are you wearing lacy lingerie, Carla?"

Andy's fingers traced the edge of my tanga-style panties, working from my hips to my tummy and then down to where the V of semi-transparent lace barely covered my pubic mons. I could tell he was aroused; his manhood pushed against my buttocks.

Carla stared into my eyes, but I didn't even see sympathy. "The selfish bitch." I thought.

Bob nodded. Andy withdrew his fingers from his exploration of my hips and slid them up my back to unfasten my bra. He produced his knife again and cut through the shoulder straps. My ruined bra joined my ruined skirt and shirt on the floor.

I tried to hunch over in modesty but Andy grasped my long blond hair and pulled me backwards. I involuntarily arched my back, thrusting out my firm 34B cup breasts. Even the guy watching out of the window turned around and rubbed his crotch.

"Wow, Carla. What do you think? I'm looking forward to your turn on the stage. The combination?"

Bob slid his left hand down, cupped Carla's ample boob, and squeezed it. Carla just wriggled saying nothing.

Andy had cupped both my breasts and was fingering each of my nipples, teasing them into dark pink points. I started to shout and cry for help, but at Bob's command, the guy from the window came over, took my blindfold, and made it into a gag.

"Muuuurrrggg." I said as he helped himself to a grope, squeezing my titties together.

"I want a piece of both their asses." He announced. "Jilly here will be the first lucky one."

"Get back to the window Chas," Bob ordered and Chas reluctantly went back to keep a lookout.

"Panties?" Andy asked.

"What do you think Carla, shall we remove those little yellow lacy panties and see what she has to offer? Your choice."

"I don't care what you do to her." She snipped, "My boyfriend will be home soon."

"Ah really?" Bob replied. "Last time we checked you don't have any friends."

This was the first time I saw a little fear in her expression.

Bob moved from behind the sofa and knelt in front of me. He hooked his fingers into my panties and hesitated for a moment.

"I'm going to enjoy this."

"Nooooooo," I uttered as he slowly inched my panties down, the first wisps of my blond pubic hair showing.

"Ooooh a true blond."

I tried to break free but Andy was holding my wrists too tightly behind my back. Excited now, Bob snapped the side pieces with two tugs of his strong hands and tossed the ripped piece of lace at Carla.

He leaned forward, pulled apart my legs, and ran his tongue up one side of my pussy lips and down the other side.

Despite my uncompromising position a spark of electricity made my body jolt as he flicked his tongue over my exposed clit.

"No please," I begged; my voice distorted through the gag.

"Tie her to the coffee table," Bob ordered.

My hands were briefly untied while Andy laid me face up on the table and bound my wrists to the table legs. Standing above my head he reached forward, put his hands behind my knees, and pulled them up either side of my chest so I was nearly bent double. My secret parts were now exposed to everyone in the room.

Chas whistled from the window. "Save some for me."

Bob looked at him. "Take a quick walk around the block and check on the SUV. Call up Zak and see if he is making any progress on the safe. You can be first with that bitch Carla."

Chas muttered and left the apartment.

I looked over at Carla as I tried to struggle and said "Don't let them rape me, please!"

She just looked shocked and shook her head.

Bob buried his face between my thighs; I could feel his tongue enter my vagina and I lay my head back on the tabletop feeling powerless. I could feel his saliva dribbling down towards my ass. He sucked my clit in between his lips and inserted a finger into my cunt. I wriggled, not trying to escape but at the feeling of pleasure. I know I should have been trying to fight, but that pleasure was building.

A second finger joined the first, sliding in and out, my body was betraying me. Fortunately, the gag in my mouth masked my noises and I realized that it probably sounded like I was objecting or crying out in pain.

"She's wet enough." With that he slipped off his jeans and boxers and rubbed his cock until he was completely hard. I craned my head to see, but he eagerly pulled my hips towards him and started to force the bulbous head of his dick into me.

"Urg, urg, urrgg." He grunted as he thrust in deeper with each stroke. "She's tight. We'll loosen her up, and once we're done with her, she'll be loosened up nicely."

I wasn't completely ready and I could feel his steel-like rod pushing apart my internal flesh before he almost touched my cervix.

"There." He announced and paused, his member fully inside of me. He then began roughly fucking me with long strokes, his pubic bone hammering into my pussy lips on each cycle. "Oh, she is one good fuck."

I started to orgasm and they took my thrashing as protest. "Yeah baby, you can try and struggle but you won't get free, oh you're so good."

I bucked against his thrusts and moaned.

"Carla watch carefully now, this will be you next. We'll fuck you like the whore you are, fuck you for the rest of the day and into the night. You will be so sore you will not be able to walk."

His dirty talk and the pulses of my orgasm drove him to his climax and he cried out, his hot cum squirting deep inside of me.

"I'm next," Andy announced and started to remove his clothes.

"You don't care about anyone but yourself do you, Carla?" Bob asked her as he sat down beside her, his cock still erect, wet with my juices and his semen. "What's it going to take?"

"I don't care about her, look at the way she lives, a few pieces of cheap furniture. You'll never get away with this." She looked across at me as Andy positioned himself between my thighs.

Andy entered me quite easily, lubricated by Bob's cum. "Sloppy seconds." He was thicker than Bob and I could feel him stretching me internally. Having a second guy inside of me in such short of a time made my orgasm start again. I cried out and Andy thought I was in pain.

"Yeah bitch, you like my thick cock?" He pounded away, the slap of his hips against my butt drowning any noises I could utter past the gag.

He squeezed my butt cheeks together intensifying my feelings and making me appear even tighter to him. His hands left my hips and grabbed my breasts, squeezing and twisting my nipples.

"These are nice titties, so firm, so smooth."

My body was on fire, extenuated by the animal lust of my kidnappers but also by being watched by another woman. I had never had sex with people watching before; it was stimulating in some debasing way. Although there was nothing I could do, I felt like a slut allowing them to use me as they wanted.

Andy stiffened and he emptied his load deep inside of me in five long thrusts before collapsing on top of me.

Bob moved over to the window. "What the fuck?" He announced as he opened the door to Chas. Andy got off me to take a look.

"Get her off the table," Bob ordered and to my relief, I was untied and dropped onto the sofa.

"Lay Carla on the table, face down." Her arms were tied to the table with her legs off the edge, her butt up in the air.

"Okay baby, now it's your turn! Ever taken it up the ass?" Bob said. "Andy, remove her panties."

Andy grabbed the hem of her dress and ripped it to her bra strap, he paused for a minute at her black thong before roughly tugging at it.

Carla started to curse in Spanish as she felt a drizzle of lube slathered all over her asshole.

"22, 43, 17, 6."

"What?"

"22 right, 43 left, 17 right, 6 left."

"You get that Chas? Call it through."

Chas repeated the numbers into the walkie-talkie. A few tense minutes passed before the walkie-talkie crackled. "That's it, we have the documents."

Quickly the guys gathered their stuff up and left the apartment leaving me and Carla alone.

"Untie me," Carla ordered in that whiny voice.

"Not yet," I growled.

I walked over to the table and to her surprise gagged her. I quickly got dressed in tight jeans and a T-shirt, put my stuff in my backpack, grabbed my duffle bag, and walked back into the main room.

"They got your ass all nicely lubed up, be a shame to waste it."

I enjoyed the way her eyes flew open, shaking her head wildly, as she saw the 7-inch dildo I was now holding in my hands.

I touched it against her, and drove into the tight rosette, enjoying her gagged screech as her ass was stuffed. I set up a rhythm, in, out, buggering her with the full 8 inches. Watching the glistening dildo as it was pulled out, then the way her asshole spread open as I powered it back in had me going. I slipped a hand inside my jeans, under the panties, and found my hot, wet hole. I flicked and tweaked my clit, letting out a loud cry of pleasure as I quickly crested.

I shoved it up her ass as far as I could, leaving it there, undid the ropes, and tossed the apartment keys onto the floor. "Stay as long as you want, I'm leaving town."

I left the apartment complex and approached a white SUV waiting at the entrance. The passenger door opened, Bob got out, took my bags, and put them in the back, as I climbed in. "Is everything okay?"

I climbed in on the front bench seat next to Andy. Bob slid in next to me.

I laughed. "I made use of the lube, and dildo buggered her good."

"Ms. Roberts you are a clever lady," Bob leaned over and kissed me.

I looked behind me at the other team members as Andy put the SUV in gear and pulled out into the traffic.

"Thanks, guys. I couldn't have pulled this off without you; you're a great group of friends. I'll make it up to the rest of you later."

Chas brightened up. "Is that a promise?"

"It's a promise!"

"Can I tie you up?"

"Don't push your luck." I laughed.