Office raid (M/F)

[varrsuvius]

Joann yawned and looked again at the monitor. It was 6 pm, and the world outside her office was already dark. There were only eight girls in the office, busy with reports and tasks they did not complete during the day. Joanna sighed, she still had at least one hour of work to do.

"Hey, do you want to grab a coffee?" she heard. Dominica stood in the door of her office, her tight dress hugging her curves. Joann couldn't help but to notice how her breasts seemed to strain against the fabric.

"Sure, that sounds great," Joann replied, standing up from her desk with a smile.

Joann and Dominica walked together to the office common room, where the coffee machine was. As they walked, they talked about mundane things like the weather or the new project they were working on.

Dominica grabbed two mugs from a cupboard and poured each of them some coffee. She added some sugar and milk to hers before she handed one to Joann. They both sat down around a small table and continued talking about their day, joking around every now and then.

The two women continued to sit and chat for a few more minutes. As they talked, Joann's gaze drifted over to the next room, where Susanna was engaged in a conference call. She had been working closely with their client for the past few weeks and stories about her hard work had become almost legendary.

Suddenly, the light in the office went off and the office was plunged in darkness. Joann's eyes widened with surprise and Dominica gasped. All of them were too stunned to move for a few seconds until someone broke the silence.

"What just happened?" Susanna said as she stepped out into the hallway, her voice still carrying a hint of fear.

"I don't know," Joann said, "but let's go see." She grabbed Dominica's hand and they stepped out into the corridor. The long hallway was lit only by a few dim emergency lights. The walls seemed to stretch on forever.

Suddenly, Joann heard a noise coming from the ventilations shafts. She glanced over at Dominica who had her hands clamped over her mouth as if to muffle a scream. Just as Joann and her companion were about to take off, four figures emerged from the ventilation shafts and engulfed them. In the muted light, she could see that each man had a fitted black catsuit that concealed every part of their bodies except for their eyes. Each wore a pair of night-vision goggles on their heads.

Joann gasped as the men's gloved hands grabbed at her, pulling her close to their hard bodies. She struggled against their grip, but their strength was too overwhelming. Dominica was similarly trapped, her breath coming in short pants as one of the men pressed against her, his arousal evident against her thigh.

"Wh-what do you want?" Joann managed to gasp out, her heart racing with fear and a strange arousal that she couldn't explain.

The men said nothing, but instead dragged the two women down the hallway, their movements swift and efficient. Joann tried to scream, but one of the men covered her mouth with his hand, his fingers pressing against her lips in a way that sent shivers of pleasure down her spine.

Joann's thoughts were chaotic as she watched the men work. Her heart pounded in her chest as she realized how helpless she was against these kidnappers and what their motives might be. She wanted to call out for help but her mouth was sealed with a ball gag. This gag was a large, red rubber ball that fit comfortably in her mouth and prevented her from making any noise at all. Her hands were bound behind her back with zip ties.

Joann saw as other man quickly moved to bind Dominica in the same way. Dominica's eyes widened with shock as she felt zip ties on her wrists. She tried to scream but someone had inserted another ball gag in her mouth.

Once Dominica was secured, the two men signaled their companions to search rest of the office. Each of the men were tall and strongly built, their torsos visible through the skintight suits. The suits were pure black and dark, their eyes invisible because of the night-vision goggles.

Joann could see that Dominica was terrified, her eyes wide and filled with fear. She tried to say something, to ask what was going on, but she found herself unable to speak. She felt Dominica's eyes on her, her gaze pleading for help, but Joann was helpless. All she could was close her eyes.

Joann heard some noise from the other direction. She turned her head and saw Monica being dragged down the hallway. Monica was a shy, quiet girl who hardly spoke to anyone. Joann had heard that she was going through a rough breakup and that's why she had transferred to the project. She was also known to be a bit of a klutz, always dropping things or tripping over nothing.

Monica and Dominica were closely matched in appearance, both with long blonde hair and slim figures. But Dominica's curves were more apparent than Monica's, her breasts pushing against her dress as her captor gripped her arm.

Joann's heart pounded as she watched one of the men take out a small cloth and press it to Monica's face. She knew what it was - chloroform. Her friend kicked and fought, her leggings-covered legs flailing and hitting the man in his shins. But he was more than twice her size and was able to grab her easily and place a tight cloth over her mouth. Seconds later, Monica movements slowly began to slow and weaken until finally, her eyes fluttered shut. Joann wanted to do something, anything to help, but she was helpless against two burly men. The feeling of dread in her stomach twisted painfully as Monica’s body went limp.

What's happening? Joann thought, her mind whirling with panic. She struggled against her captor again, but he pressed against her, forcing her into submission. She tried to scream, but her mouth was gagged and all that escaped was a muffled groan.


The man then deftly twisted Monica's wrists and ankles together, binding her arms behind her back with zip ties. He moved quickly, as if he had done it many times before. Joann could not take her eyes off the sight as he continued to bind Monica until she was completely helpless in his grip. When he was done, his face showed no emotion whatsoever—he seemed almost robotic in his actions, as if Monica were just another item on a list of tasks to be taken care of.

Joann felt both scared and aroused at the same time by what she had just witnessed. She still couldn't believe that all this was happening right before her eyes but there was something strangely thrilling about it too. For some reason, she wanted to see more…

Suddenly, the sound of Nathalia's voice cut through the silence. "Let go of them!" she shouted. Two men immediately turned their attention to her. Sha was holding pepper spray in her hand. "You won't get away with this!" Nathalia said, her voice ringing in the silent hallway.

Joann saw as both men approached Nathalia from both sides. She held up the pepper spray. "Stay back!" she yelled. Joanna could not help but admire sight of the kidnappers. They both moved with such lethal grace that it was almost terrifying. Their bodies enceased in tight catsuits were beautifully toned, their muscles clearly visible through the material.


But then, one of the men pulled out a stun gun, and before Nathalia could react, he had subdued her with a single shock. Joann watched in horror as the two men quickly moved to bind Nathalia in the same way they had Monica and Dominica - with zip ties on her wrists and ankles . They then proceeded to cover her mouth with a gag and carry her next to Dominica. Joann knew that Nathalia was too strong-willed to stay quiet for long. But now she had no choice but to submit to their will.

One of the men straddled Nathalia and rummaged through his belt. He withdrew something black and shiny. Joann's breath quickened as she realized it was a tight-fitting spandex hood. His hands moved quickly, zipping and lacing it over Nathalia's head and denying her ability to see.

Nathalia trashed in her bonds and tried to shout for help, but no sound came out of her mouth. The men were incredibly efficient--they seemed to know exactly what they were doing in every moment. Everything happened so quickly that Joann didn't even have time to think. She just let it happen, her body trembling with excitement at the sight of her friends being subdued.

Man who put hood on Nathalia's head, tired of her fighting, took a syringe from his pocket. He then injected something into her thigh. Nathalia's body stiffed, but then after a few seconds pacefully relaxed She was now lying limply, her beautiful face covered with a hood. She was completely motionless.

Joanna watched in horror as another kidnapper approaches Dominica with syringe in his hands. Dominica saw it too. She struggled to pull the man's hands away, but his grip was so strong that she was unable to move. Joann saw Dominica's gaze meet hers for moment, desperation visible in her eyes. Joanna tried to scream, but her mouth was still gagged. She wanted to say something, anything, to scream at the kidnapper to stop but he was already injecting Dominica with the syringe. Needle easily bypassed her tights. Dominica struggled against the zip ties, but it was no use. The liquid inside the syringe was strong and powerful. Joanna stared into Dominica's eyes, tears streaming down her face. She tried to say something, anything to tell her but her words were muffled.

Dominica's eyes widened in fear as she felt the effects of the syringe. Joanna watched as she slowly went limp, her eyes closed and her body still. The man then proceeded to haul Dominica over his shoulder and carry her out.

Watching the kidnappers carry her friends out of the room, Joann felt a mix of emotions. She was still in shock from what had happened, but she couldn’t deny that she was also turned on by these men. She felt her pussy getting wet at the sight of Dominica’s limp body being carried away by the large man. She saw Dominca's long, slender legs bouncing against the captor's torso. Her friend’s body bounced in rhythm with his steps and Joanna squirmed in her seat.

Joanna could hear her own breathing and realized that her nipples were hard. Her pussy was now dripping with wetness. She suddenly felt the urge to touch herself. She looked around the room. There were no cameras or microphones. It was clear that the kidnappers had planned it all well. She thought of her friends and what might be happening to them. Her heart pounded and her pulse quickened.

She heard steps as one of the kidnappers approached her. He sat on her butt and Joanna felt that something is being put on her head. She understood that it was a hood just like the one Nathalia and Dominica have been wearing. The hood was tight and felt weird, but Joanna did not resist. She kept her head still, not wanting the kidnapper to have any reason to harm her. She was too turned on to fight back.

The hood was put on with the same level of efficiency as before. It felt strange, but Joanna could not see anything behind it. She could only hear the sound of the kidnapper’s breath. She realized that she could not move and could only wait for whatever will happen next. Again, she felt a mix of fear and excitement.

She prayed that the kidnappers would not choose to render her unconscious. She was already bound and gagged, but the thought of being deprived of her senses made her heart sink. Being put in bondage was humiliating, and she could still feel and hear everything, however it was still infinitely preferable than being placed in a state of complete helplessness.

She felt gloved hand on her tight. The hand moved up, pulling up her bodycon dress and exposing pantyhose covered buttocks. She whimpered into her gag and shook her hips, hoping to signal that she was not ready for this. She had never experimented with bondage and she realized that she was in no state to be tied up. She could feel her pussy pulsating with need and her panties were now drenched in her juices. She anticipated the hand would part her legs and touch her pussy or stroke her butt. Instead she felt a sharp poke of pain as the needle entered into her ass. She felt the drug entering her bloodstream and almost immediately she felt drowsy. Her head began spinning and all of the sounds in the room seemed to disappear. She wanted to shout, but her mouth was still gagged. She desperately wanted to cry out but her body felt like a dead weight.

The world began to fade. The last thing she felt was the piercing sensation of the needle in her ass and then was no more.

[GreyLord]

This is a fascinating beginning, [mention]varrsuvius[/mention]. It is intense, well written, and compels the reader to want to find out what happens next. Well done. I might suggest your gender tag should be M/F instead of m/f.

I should add, welcome to tugstories.

[laz]

Great start.

[varrsuvius]

This is a fascinating beginning, @varrsuvius. It is intense, well written, and compels the reader to want to find out what happens next. Well done. I might suggest your gender tag should be M/F instead of m/f.

I should add, welcome to tugstories.

Corrected