Greg and his lover-The predicament (F/MF,F/F multiple parts)
Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2018 7:16 am
Previous stories(which are interconnected) could be checked out on my page, or click on the links
First story
www.tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=315
The sequel of it
www.tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=375
I met Danielle back in our middle school class, back then she would always keep her silky brown hair in a single long braid. It took me a good two years until I develop a certain attraction to the adorable girl when she turned attractive as a high school sophomore. Being a member of the cheerleaders’ squad; her manners were never above showing off her flat midriffs in her skintight red cheers uniform. Despite two years’ worth of relationship, I never had the chance to tie her up, not even bringing up the darned topic on our dates; guess that will soon change-totally unexpectedly.
In front of our college library’s clear glass automated slide door I toggled the green call button multiple times; her olive toned kissable face flashed on my phone display screen. We managed to enroll ourselves into the same college but decided to major in different fields for our personal career paths. Disgruntled, I zipped up my green bomber jacket fished out my bag and plan to leave the premises, until I heard clattering knocks on the door panels.
Behind the windows sporting white polo shirt and tacky yellow carrot trousers is one of my closest college colleagues Ted. Walking into the library I could read the concerns scattered like sand across his square-ish frame. Stacking by his side taller than his 6 footer figure of the reading desk was not our finals syllabi, but his baseball cap along with several map books of our city from different eras (the foundation was laid back in the late 18th century). “What’s the gig Ted?” I asked as I took a seat across him. “It’s about your girl; she’s admittedly been weird along the weekend.” He replied as he flipped several pages of the map and continues to study them, hoping for some sort of epiphany or enlightenment.
“Ain’t all broads gone a slight wheeze out of their heads during the weekend? What makes it so different this time?” I asked as my chuckles were met with a frown from Ted. “You know she went to the same class with Nina right?” He asked, Nina is Ted’s ex-girlfriend whom he broke up with after 2 stern months’ worth of fighting and quarrelling. “Yeah, a slice from your past, what’s up with the two of them?? Lesbians?” I replied jokingly, Teddy shook his head in denial.
“Nina is bi and I am well aware of that-but I could not say the same about your missus, correct any of my statements if it’s mistaken.” He muttered, mustering the bits and pinches that are left from his self-control to hold his boiling anger in the library. “What you try to tell me is, YOUR Nina has the hots for MY Danny who of course did not reciprocate it, and Nina being the cunt she is will try to have her way wet or dry?” Damn I felt like I’m one ivory tobacco pipe short from being a detective.
He nodded in approval as he whipped out his phone and blinked on the text from Nina before sliding it to my side of the table, it reads out
FINALLY GETTING OVER YOU
NEW GIRL ALL FOR ME, AND ME ALONE
SHE WON’T CHEAT, PUB NOR CLUB
DON’T BOTHER CALLING THE COPS, SHE LOVES SNUGGLING DOWN WITH ME
HECK, SHE WON’T EVEN REPLY ANY MORE CALLS, TEEHEE
Let’s be fair, even Stephen the freaking murdering ex-convict with a loaded semi auto gun is a notch less scary than this nutjob of a bird. “Sooo, what’s your next move MacGyver?” I asked as I try to cook up a master plan myself. “First off we need to scout out her locationS, I can pin a Café she works in-maybe you could think of something there.” He replied as he jotted down, in blue calligraphic cursives an address on a scrap of paper. “Now you better hurry, I’ll work on whatever turf she chose as her next foxhole.” Ted said as he sends me away on the most half-baked rescue plan in the history of rescue plans.
“I may take Danny on a date to this joint, this place is actually pretty neat.” I think to myself as I sipped my cup of deliciously brewed latte coffee, surrounded by the maroon-washed hipsterly minimalistic interior of the café/starbucks-esque coffee shop Nina supposedly worked in. Ted had shot me via text a picture of Nina in her working apron. I darted my sight to the cashier in the center of the room to see if it’s her, nope that’s a guy with hideously inked face tats. I moved my attention to the very barista that worked on my coffee, nope Nina is slender; her body much akin to Chelsea and that barista is a graceful narwhal on two outstandingly hardworking legs. What about the supervisor?? Nope, last I checked Teddy’s ex isn’t a silver haired skeletal hag.
My next bet would be the “Staffs only please” back room; which the management hides from plain sight for the sake of aesthetics (won’t put a blame on them, the place actually looks great). Thus, I stood myself up from the leather backed wall chair and went outside; taking a detour around the rented building to the dumpster side on the back. From there I tried to open the backdoor that should have leaded me to the staff room. It was to my surprise that the door is neither watcher nor locked from the inside.
The first thing I noticed was sacks of lightly roasted coffee beans to be brewed and slightly aged flours to be slammed into the oven. Somehow I didn’t grasp a glance on my own target just standing there as if she was expecting me. “I thought Ted would’ve walked right through the door, and yet here we are Greg.” Nina said, startled from my presence. She had her chestnut brown hair tied to a ponytail and took her time to apply makeup even though she worked her backstage shift for the day.
“The calls were deliberately turned down, it was you weren’t it?” I asked, one step forward I took she took two steps back. Nina grinned wide; slashing her face from ear to ear. “Yes it’s me, Danny couldn’t say no to that.” She replied, and rapidly added, “She really hoped you’d come to her aid, charging down like a dashing bold line of cavalry, while I’m here waiting for my sweet powder to take effect.
“What powder?” I asked her, my head starts to spin and my vision went into the foggiest blur I Could’ve imagined.”You Cuuuuuuuuuuuuu…….n” I tried to curse as the last thing I heard was my own body crashing down audibly onto the floor.
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I tried to blink, and found out the room was dimly lit, I tried to stand just to figure out my ankles were tied with lengths of white cord ropes. I felt the drafty room brushed against my skin, a hint that I have been stripped down to my boxers. I tried to move, and yet the ropes had pinned me to the back of the chair along with my own wrists. I tried to yell, scream, and call out to my girlfriend and the microfoam tape sticking onto my lips prevented any voice to be any stray from muffled indistinguishable grunts. To make things spiraling down to my horror, Danny sends off a similar indistinguishable jabber.
Danny got things an inch better than me, her torso is still covered in a turquoise short sleeved crop top. Her lower half wears a tight pair of denim hot pants, displaying her porcelain smooth olive legs-secured by the same white ropes on her ankles and knees, split by a knot in the middle. I could tell that she got her wrists tied behind her back the same way as I had and her arms were pinned to the chair but not her stomach nor her chest; a treatment that makes her infuriated struggles much more… tempting.
“The lovey dovey couple finally awake?” Nina strutted down the staircase, wearing the flashiest black leather custom sewn fetish attire both our eyes have ever laid upon. She cat-walked to Danny and tilted up her chin, Danny’s eyes widen and started to water as she helplessly plead for our safety in muffles, the balled cleave gag between her teeth also dampens with saliva as she attempted to talk. ”Chin up little slut, let me show your boyfriend here how a real sex toy should pleasure him.”
And so the crazed single chick climbed on top of me, and started to rub her leather clad rear against my crotch.”Cuddles and kisses?Pffft, Danny dear this works faster, you’ll see.” She mocked, in which my girlfriend squirmed in reply, clear beads of tear started to dribble like small crystal marbles from the corner of her eyes. Nina was right, my baton instantly hardens with the first touch, and it stiffens with every other nudges. It felt painful, the pulsing and the fact that my hostage girlfriend is watching just over Nina’s shoulder.
“Now let’s have the lights off for a few seconds.” Nina whispered into my ear as she lowered down her chest and had my face awfully covered by her breasts. I am not remotely excited by this, as my breathing was restricted by the flesh of her tits and the putridly bitter scent of her leathery. I tried to make her stop, but it seems my attempt at blindly kicking her off my chair only excites her even more as I could feel her giggle above me.
My face was reddened and covered in sweat, and I could hardly catch my breath from the forced motorboating, taking in my breaths as deep as humanly possible. Now Nina turned her attention to Danielle, who bucks wildly like a wounded horse on her chair, hairs on her body stood stiff like a lamp post as soon as Nina’s stone cold lusty glare could be felt on her. “DO you want a taste too Danny?” She asked.
Nina was unhesitant to grab the edges of Danny’s shirt and rolled them up to show her breasts. Danny wears a thin-strapped white bra to support her 36B breasts. I remembered wanting to touch those mounts so badly during highschool, and I remember the soft round feel around the palm of my hands when I finally got the chance during our last days of school. My girlfriend’s bosom didn’t change a single bit from those days, and so is their desirability.
“Hmmm, it looks sooo juicy, you got some taste in bitches Greg.” Nina said with a snicker as Danny’s face flushed red from humiliation.”Let’s check out if they are indeed juicy.” She said as she went behind the chair and took a grip on Danny’s breasts.”Nmmmmmmphhhh” She mewled as the naughty pair of hands madly molested her body. I witness my girlfriend crying louder than my nightmares could ever dare make her and mere ropes knotted by this perverted lass prevented me to stop it or comfort her.
Nina disposed several strips of tape to make sure Danny’s shirt stays up as she finished molesting her. Nina now unbuckled Danny’s shorts and popped out her matching pair of panties. “Let’s see how you’d fare with girl-on-girl action.” She said as her hands went inside Danny’s panties and started rubbing between her legs. Danny squirmed uncomfortably as a wet patch started to puddle like a dark spot.
Nina helped herself with my girlfriend for a few minutes before she’s pulled her hand off her legs and leave an exhausted Danny slumped on her seat, her face wet from sweat, drool and tears and she is edging on her lady bits. ”You two be good, I’m preparing for the next session.” Nina said cheerfully as she skipped her way upstairs. I figured this room is a basement of some sort.
“I lppphh uuu” Danny mumbled from her chair, her eyes tired yet a glimmer of warmth could be seen from them. I nodded in reply, relieved knowing this beloved doll is mine and mine alone; we could still go on as a couple, if only there’s a way out of this tangle Nina put us in…