Home Visit (M/FF)

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Growing up watching old crime dramas on tv I'd seen a particular scenario on a few occasions that had come to fascinate me. Essentially a gang of burglars would take over someone's home and tie up the occupants. As I got older the fascination hadn't diminished and yet I wasn't in a gang I observed wryly. So how could I come close to achieving that effect I mused? The problem as I saw it was one of control and logistics. I could control one person, but how do you control two?

I hadn't given the problem much thought until one of the women that I corresponded with mentioned it. She, like so many, had grown frustrated with the fumblings of partners who had attempted to be the eponymous kidnapper and burglar. The popularity of that awful book (and movie) '50 Shades of Grey' had made certain antics mainstream but as I'd always been told - quantity does not equate to quality. So the lady I was conversing with online had expressed a desire to be burglarised. There was however, a catch.

The catch came in the form of the lady's 18 year old daughter. Now, at first I was a little perturbed but the lady explained that her daughter quite independently of her own taste for tie-up games had developed her own inclinations. Those inclinations it appeared were very similar and whilst it would make the subject of an interesting scientific paper, it wasn't my job to study this rare phenomenon. Rather, the lady was asking for my unique services.

I should explain, for the benefit of the new reader, that on certain online forums I chat to likeminded people and on certain occasions I will meet them for a period of relaxation and meditation...

Well, perhaps not relaxing in the conventional sense, but certainly an opportunity for meditation and reflection on certain fantasies that a great many people have but don't choose to indulge. So the lady was proposing that I visit their home and engage in what some people would describe as a home invasion. Now, I know what you're thinking. This sounds on the one hand like all my Christmases had landed at once, whereas on the other hand how the heck did I know that the daughter was in on this? The very last thing I wanted was to find out that the daughter was not consenting.

So, initially through WhatsApp and eventually over the phone I learned that both mother and daughter were willing and happy to proceed. Now, I had to ponder on how to solve the issues previously identified, those of logistics and control. I sent the intrepid pair of females a short list of requirements and I specified a timeframe for my home visit. I was nervous, but I was finally going to tick something off my bucket list that had been there for a great many years.
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So on a late afternoon I sat outside a small semi-detached house in a major Scottish city. For once the weather was quite pleasant, certainly better than the many days I had spent in Scotland when serving in the military. I was wearing dark jeans, trainers, a loose fitting black hoody and I had a bag with my kidnap kit inside it. There was no CCTV in the area, but I couldn't wear a mask openly due to local residents but I did have a scarf on as it was cool enough for that thankfully.

As I got out of my car, I pulled my hood up and grabbed my bag. Slinging it over my shoulder I locked the car and pulled out a pair of ladies leather gloves. Even at close range no-one would know that they weren't Mens, and for my purposes their thinness and dexterity were what I desired. With my scarf pulled up and hood I looked like any other local walking back to his home in the late afternoon and hopefully no-one would be alarmed.

I walked down the side of the target house, and quietly opened the side gate. Readers outside the U.K. will perhaps wonder why this isn't suspicious but here you will find that often people enter houses by the back door especilaly if they're family or friends. My mother explained it to me when I was younger, that often people kept a sitting room at the front for formal visitors that was tidy and pretty. The kitchen on the other hand was less pretty so informal visitors or family friends could enter without spoiling the grandeur of the front room. It was handy for me that an old Victorian tradition of working class homes was alive and kicking in the 21st Century.

At the back door I cautiously opened it and entered almost on tip-toes. If this wasn't so serious I'd be laughing, but the last thing anyone needed at this moment was a nervous neighbour ringing 999. Notwithstanding Victorian tradition I still needed to be careful. I also wanted to preserve the element of surprise for my two ladies. The kitchen blinds were drawn down, so I was now safe to don my mask. I removed my scarf and hood, replacing them with my black skimask.

I checked my bag and transferred a couple of items to my hoody pockets. I was set.
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I could hear music from upstairs and surmised that both ladies were getting ready for an evening out. I passed through the lounge, curtains drawn shut, and quietly checked that the front door was locked. Tightening my black leather gloves I carefully headed upstairs. In our WhatsApp conversations I had learned the layout of the house, both women should be in their respective bedrooms. This was an interesting moment for me, both of my intended 'victims' knew what was about to happen though they only had a general idea of when. I had no idea what was going through their minds, hopefully for me pleasant thoughts.

I paused a second or two at the door to the bedroom on the right. This was the moment of truth.

I breathed in deeply and entered.

A young woman of 18, with long blonde hair and a magnificent pair of legs was stood in front of me. Before she could make a sound I clamped a leather gloved hand over her mouth. A muffled scream emanated, but with the music on I doubted that anyone would hear unless they were listening out for it.

I pushed the daughter on to her bed and pinned her down. Without giving her chance to fight I swiftly removed my hand from her mouth and jammed a sock I had grabbed from the side in to her mouth. That was joined by a pair of silk knickers, hopefully clean, and with some tape from my pocket I was able to gag my new friend. Screams continued but now at a much reduced decibel level, and I flipped the daughter over on to her stomach. With the aid of a cable tie I was able to bind her wrists behind her and two more bound her legs. They really were gorgeous.

A short length of rope was used to connect the daughter's wrists to her ankles and hey presto she was hogtied. Logistics and control, one down and one to go.
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I spent a minute having a little pat down of the daughter to make sure she didn't have anything sharp on her, safety first and I stood up. Shouts or should I say mumbles were coming through the gag, but the daughter was worn out from our brief frolics on the bed. I blew her a kiss and left her on the bed, now for the mother.

I headed back on to the landing, checked my bag and paused outside the second bedroom door. My antics in the other bedroom didn't seem to have caused any alarm bells to have been rung, so I carefully opened the door. Inside a middle aged, but extremely attractive, woman with long brown hair was stood looking at me. I decided that she had perhaps heard what had been going on across the landing and had been awaiting my arrival.

Whatever the situation, I knew that I had to act quickly before the mother could react. I clamped my hand over her mouth, a squeal was swiftly cut off and I pushed her down on to her bed in a repeat of what had happened to her daughter. This time I grabbed a pair of tights that had been on the bed and jammed them in along with another pair of knickers. Much screaming was emanating at this point, and I held my gloved hand over the wadded mouth for a moment while I settled my position.

Straddling the mother, I secured the gag and admired my handiwork. The mother glared at me, but she was very cute at the same time so I gave her nose a little gloved stroke to tease her. I could probably have spent a bit more time in that position but I had a job to do. I spun the mother over and secured her wrists with a cable tie and her legs also. Again a short length of rope hogtied her and I stood back to admire what I had done. There was an amount of wriggling, but she wasn't going anywhere.

I dragged her off the bed and deposited her gently in her wardrobe. Much muffled shouting ensued, but a gentle confirmation of safe signals and I knew she was ok in reality. Her daughter joined her and I left the two bound women together for a while, so that I could go to the next step of my plan.

I had established control, now I had a logistics problem to solve.
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I nipped back to my car, well I say car it's a Landrover Defender; and moved it to the driveway of the house. I returned upstairs to the mother and daughter to find them both wriggling and whimpering through their gags. I deposited two sleeping bags on the floor and decided to start with the daughter.

Before I did though, I hooded both of them with pillow cases and then proceeded to remove the daughter's hogtie. Ignoring her muffled protests I manoeuvred her in to one of the sleeping bags, I zipped it up and then in an over the shoulder move I carried her down through the house to my waiting 4x4. Returning for the mother I repeated the process and shut the Landrover door before locking the house back door. After all, we didn't want burglars breaking in, did we?

The journey to my farm took a couple of hours driving through the Scottish countryside. No noise came from the back, apart from the occasional shuffle so I didn't need to stop and administer a severe talking to. Fictional kidnappers had it so much easier, with their liberal use of chloroform but this was the real world and it was far too dangerous to use, as tempting as it was.

Eventually we arrived at the farm, as I pulled up outside my cottage I could hear some muffled noises from the back. Reversing the loading process, I deposited two sleeping bags containing bound and gagged women upstairs in my back bedroom and 'study'. One at a time, I removed the women and set them down on the floor. I could see that the dresses both were wearing had survived, though it appeared that the daughter may have had a little cry.

Starting with the daughter and then the mother, I released their legs and taking them by the shoulder I escorted them to the bathroom. At the door, I went over the rules and cut off the cable tie on the daughter's wrists and allowed her to use the facilities. While we waited, the mother studied me, for the journey I had removed my skimask but it was now back in place. I stood watching her back, wondering what was going through her mind, while we waited for her daughter to finish. A flush of the toilet and the opening of the door broke our standoff and I retied the daughter's wrists with a fresh cable tie. Repeating the ceremony for the mother, I took them both back in to the study.

One at a time, I retied their legs and then I hooded the daughter with a spare skimask but reversed so the eyeholes were at the back. The mother made a noise through her gag and I debated removing it. She really was cute, I could see that the daughter got her stunning looks from her. I sat next to her and slowly tightened my gloves, that got a definite response from the mother and a corresponding muffled moan from the daughter. I drew my finger slowly down the mother's neck and around her chin. The coolness of the leather seemed to be well received, but it was difficult to tell. I moved lower to the collar of the dress and I stopped.

The mother seemed frozen in anticipation but I moved my hand back to her hair and I cradled her head for a moment. Not yet, there was plenty of time, I said to myself.

I hooded the mother with a third skimask again reversed and left them both on the floor to make muffled noises for a while, and I headed downstairs for a cup of tea. The mother and daughter weren't going anywhere, and I had a full evening planned for both of them.
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Good Story so far :) A few more details maybe? What kind of Dress are the Women searing? Pantyhose? Heels? That kind of thing. This would provide additional colour :) I like the gags :)
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Danke Caesar, I will see what I can do in the next instalment. Thanks for the feedback. Tschuss.
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Looking forward to the next instalment mate
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Dpsiic wrote: 4 years ago Looking forward to the next instalment mate
Cheers mate, I'll add a further chapter later on.
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Very interesting story so far. Thanks for writing. I’m looking forward to what happens next. For science!
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TightsBound wrote: 4 years ago Very interesting story so far. Thanks for writing. I’m looking forward to what happens next. For science!
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Once my cup of tea was finished, I headed upstairs to check on the ladies. Both seemed ok, they appeared to be trying to speak to each other through their gags which was interesting and slightly amusing. I pulled my skimask back on and donned a pair of black nitrile gloves.

I started with the daughter and removed her hood, then I started to peel the duct tape off and finally extracted the gag wadding. I let her work her mouth for a couple of minutes, I gave her some water and I wiped her face with a wet-wipe. Once she had enough hydration I jammed a fresh sock in her mouth and taped it in place. I did the same with the mother, smoothing the tape in place after I had finished.

I pulled off the nitriles with a melodramatic snap, which got a reaction from both of them. I re-hooded the daughter and looked at the mother, I slowly pulled my black leather gloves back on studying her reaction. I picked up the hood and looked at her with a slight tilt of my head. There was a slight shake of the head, and a small cough behind her gag. I tightened the gloves on my hands and sat between my two guests, both of them sat quietly but only one could see what I was doing. The mother's purple sleeveless dress still looked gorgeous despite having been tied up now for several hours and enduring a ride in the back of my Landrover. She appeared to be wearing tights that had a couple of ladders in from the cable ties.

I reached over and cut the ankle binding off and slowly ran my hands up her legs from her ankles to the hem of her purple dress. There was a definite response and another small cough behind the mother's gag, whilst the daughter seemed frozen listening. We had discussed via WhatsApp the soft and hard boundaries for the two ladies, so I knew I could go a little further. I moved my leather gloved hands higher and got to the top of the tights. I helped the mother to her feet and gently started to pull the tights down, another cough, and eventually pooled them at the mother's feet. I looked up at her face and without me doing anything she carefully stepped out of the silky material and stood to one side bare legged. I helped her sit back down and I slid my hands up and down her smooth legs, the cough had stopped and was now a definite moan, and I discovered a pair of black silk knickers under the purple dress. I didn't slide inside, as much as I wanted to, but I just stroked the outside of the mother's knickers. More moans and a smaller moan from the daughter.

I retied the mother's ankles with a fresh cable tie and made a show of smoothing the tape of her gag again. I slid next to the daughter, the mother watching me closely, and I cut the cable tie fastening the young woman's ankles. The daughter was wearing a white t-shirt that showed an amount of stomach and a black party mini-skirt. She was bare legged, again her legs were smooth as I enjoyed sliding my gloved hands up and down her legs. Her knickers I discovered were red lace, and as I sat there slowly circling them with my left hand the daughter made a loud moan. I moved in a little closer and covered her tape gagged mouth with my right gloved hand. I teased the outside of the panties a bit more, another muffled moan and she tried to shake her head. No finger click so I was still ok. The mother moaned also and I scooted back to her, this time I traced the outside of her bosom and squeezed her boobs gently. More moans from both of them.

I kept the fondling and teasing up for about an hour, sometimes with them both hooded or occasionally letting one of them watch the other. By the end of that hour, both ladies seemed quite excited to say the least and I was feeling hungry. So I decided to leave them both tied, gagged and hooded while I went to make myself some dinner.
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Enjoy reading this story. Keep writing please.
And as Ceasar said, the added details help.
Thanks for reading. Feel free to comment.
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I'm happy that you're enjoying it, thanks.
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I liked this Part. You described the atmosphere nicely, the growing tension 😉
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Danke schoen.

Thanks Caesar.
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So far really enjoying this
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Thanks mate.

There will be another instalment tomorrow.
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After dinner I pondered on what to do next with the two ladies; and as I washed the dishes I remembered one particular thing we had discussed during the preparations.

Given how we had first contacted each other and the 'audience' on the forums for the type of scenario we were conducting we had talked about making a short video. So as I pulled my skimask back on and adjusted it in front of the hall mirror, I went through the steps in my mind. I drew on my black leather gloves, admired their look in the reflection, and then strode up the stairs - I was a man with a mission.

I set up a tripod and a camera in the study close to the bound and gagged women, as I moved around they both started making muffled whimpers and shuffled closer to each other. Once the camera was ready I arranged my two stars so that they were 'in shot' and started to record via my handy remote control.

I settled down next to the Mother, removed her hood and sat her up so she was leaning back against me. Her hands nestled in my lap secured by their cable tie and I started to peel the duct tape off her mouth. The purple dress she was wearing was made from a soft material that I couldn't identify, but it felt nice against my skin and I could smell her perfume still despite how long she had been tied up. I got the tape off and extracted the sock, I covered her mouth immediately with one leather gloved hand. Her response was of course to scream, so I got a satisfying reverberation against my hand and some heaving of her lovely boobs. I of course had to feel said boobs and for a minute or two the video camera recorded the audio and visual extravaganza of me handgagging the mother while she was being fondled.

Once she had a good scream the mother settled back against me and just moaned softly through my handgag, though her own hands started doing something very interesting in my lap. If I didn't know better I'd say she was trying to stroke my manhood. It's not impossible as I remembered fondly an Aberdeen girlfriend who had jerked me off with her hands behind her and being handgagged. My manhood started to respond and I accordingly pulled her tighter against me and increased my grip on her mouth. As much as I was loving this, the video would prove impossible to share online if this continued. So it was time to have a ceasefire of this particular game and perhaps resume off camera later on.

With a gentle regretful push forward and a soft kiss through my mask on her neck, I spoke to the camera and in my best 'bad guy' voice explained that I had kidnapped the mother and daughter for a ransom. I released her mouth and the mother pleaded for the 'ransom' to be paid and for the two of them to be set free. I paused the recording with the remote and jammed the sock back in her mouth. A few strips of duct tape secured the gag and I gave her neck another kiss, which was rewarded with another gentle squeeze of my cock.

I scooted over to the daughter and removed her hood. A muffled scream, and then I restarted the recording with her settled in a similar position to the one I had adopted with her mother. I removed the gag and pulled her back against me with a hand over her mouth, a muffled moan from her mother made me glance over and as I swivelled I brushed my free hand against the daughter's bare midriff. That got me a small scream from the daughter and something unidentifiable from the mother, my hand over the younger woman's mouth tightened while I passed my free hand back across her bare stomach. More muffled moans, no screams, interesting.

I did my villain impression again for the camera and released the daughter's mouth so she could say her piece. I hit stop on the remote and jammed the sock back in the daughter's mouth, again duct tap was used to secure the gag in place. I smoothed the tape with my leather gloved hands and had another stroke of her stomach. That seemed to get a me a cheeky flounce of her hair and a moan from the mother. Women, they are funny and fascinating creatures.

I stood and moved the camera back to its storage place. What to do next, it seemed rude to not have a little more fun before I bid them goodbye. With a tightening of my gloves I moved back towards the bound women with a cheeky glint in my eye.
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This is really well written, and as a Brit there was a certain familiarity to the house set up ;-)

Enjoying the gentle inclusion of the safety signs, etc.

Definitely enjoying this!
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Boundcurious wrote: 4 years ago This is really well written, and as a Brit there was a certain familiarity to the house set up ;-)

Enjoying the gentle inclusion of the safety signs, etc.

Definitely enjoying this!
Thanks for the feedback, I'm glad you noticed the safety. :-)
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Really enjoying this - looking forward to what comes next....
Bikinis + bondage = perfect combination
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This is a great story - really well written and I look forward to seeing what's next!
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Excellent story!
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Great mother daughter kidnap bondage story.
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