AUNTIE ANDREA GETS KIDNAPPED - mmFM/F - ACT 3 BEGINS!
Posted: Sun May 16, 2021 2:37 am
AUNTIE ANDREA GETS KIDNAPPED
(A Story in Three Acts)
ACT 1
It was a hot summer day and it was a perfect time to laze around the pool. After swimming a few laps in the pool, Andrea lay in the sun, her body glistening in sunblock, clad in a red bikini. The 30-year old woman had been married for 2 years to her husband, Jim. They did not have children yet, but today, she had her two nephews for company, Ron and Tim, 10 and 9 years old respectively.
Andrea was an attractive brunette. Her long straight hair cascaded down to her midback. An extremely attractive woman, she had a figure that men would ogle and today, it was fully on display. Her bikini top covered a pair of ample breasts. The bikini bottom accentuated her small waist and wide hips. Her long and shapely legs were stretched out, with one bent for comfort. Her brown eyes were covered in dark shades and she lolled sleepily on the recliner.
Finally deciding that she had enough sun for the day, she stood to put on her flip flops and went into the house. Inside, she was met at the kitchen by her two nephews who were pointing toy guns at her.
“Hands up, lady!” said Ron.
“Don’t give us any trouble, if you know what’s good for ya!” Tim chimed in.
Andrea briefly smiled and then raised her hand asking, “What do you want? Please don’t hurt me!”
Ron took the lead, as usual, “The boss wants a word with ya lady. We gotta take you to the hideout!”
Andrea’s two captors made her march to their bedroom where she was made to sit on the bed. The two boys then began pulling out some white rope from backpack that Tim had been carrying.
“What’re you going to do boys?” asked Andrea with some concern.
“We gotta make sure ya can’t get away, see? So we gotta tie you up!” announced Ron.
Andrea smiled inside but kept in character. They had played some tie up games in the last two weeks that her nephews had been visiting, but she was suddenly conscious at being bound wearing so little. But since it was her nephews, she figured it was okay.
Ron then gathered Andrea’s arms behind her back and put her hands together palm-to-palm. He swiftly and efficiently bound her wrists together with many turns of rope before cinching the wrap between her wrists. While this was happening, Tim had pushed her ankles together and had bound them with lots of rope as well.
Bound hand and foot, Andrea tested her bonds and found them firm but not painful. The two then switched places and Tim wrapped a long length of rope around Andrea’s body, pinning her arms to her sides and trapping her bikini-covered breasts between strands of rope. Andrea looked down at her entrapped breasts and hoped they wouldn’t notice her hard nipples poking against the fabric of her top. Meanwhile, Ron had tied her thighs above her knees and she nodded in approval as her thighs were secured with several turns of rope. She sought to retain control as her thigh ropes were cinched. Ron’s hands brushed against the smooth and firm skin of her thighs, but he did not seem to mind.
The two nephews paused to look at their bound and helpless aunt. Ron and Tim nodded to each other in approval.
Briefly breaking character, Ron asked Andrea, “Are you ok Auntie? Is it too tight for ya?”
Andrea smiled at her captor and shook her head, “I’m fine Ron, thanks for asking. But what if I decide to call for help?” Ron smiled at this and produced a long strip of cloth which they used to gag Andrea. Her mouth was now cleaved and her speech muffled. The cloth was tied tightly at the nape of her neck. There was no way she could untie the gag.
Time then asked, “Time for the last part?” Andrea looked at both nephews wonderingly. Working together, they pushed Andrea so she was lying on the bed. They rolled her onto her stomach and Tim tied a rope to her ankle bindings before tying it to her bound wrists. They pulled until her legs were bent and she was left tied up in a fairly stringent hogtie.
“Done! Now to alert the boss!” said Ron as he pulled out a mobile phone and started texting. Andrea wondered who the “boss” was.
After a few minutes, the phone beeped and Ron smiled, “He’ll be here in an hour. Great! Dad will pick us up in 3 hours so we can make sure the hostage will be fine!” The two then quickly left the room, leaving their sexy, bikini clad aunt helplessly hogtied on the bed.
Andrea then strained and struggled against her bonds, but her two captors had used a lot of rope to truss her up and they held her firmly in their grip. Her grunts were stifled and drool had started to trickle out of her mouth. Realizing that her efforts were futile, she relented and relaxed in her bonds, resigned to her fate.
Andrea thought, “How interesting! As soon as I started struggling, the ropes seemed to tighten, but when I stopped, it just feels like they are just hugging me all over.” She and Jim had played around with tie up games in the bedroom but she had not been tied as stringently as this. She then remembered that Jim would be home earlier today to see off the nephews. Remembering this, Andrea renewed her struggles, but it was hopeless. She would remain bound until her nephews, or someone else, released her.
She then heard the deep rumble of Jim’s pickup enter the driveway. She grunted in a last-ditch effort to escape, to no avail. The engine was cut and she could imagine Jim alighting and entering the house.
She wondered what would happen when he found her tied up like this.
(A Story in Three Acts)
ACT 1
It was a hot summer day and it was a perfect time to laze around the pool. After swimming a few laps in the pool, Andrea lay in the sun, her body glistening in sunblock, clad in a red bikini. The 30-year old woman had been married for 2 years to her husband, Jim. They did not have children yet, but today, she had her two nephews for company, Ron and Tim, 10 and 9 years old respectively.
Andrea was an attractive brunette. Her long straight hair cascaded down to her midback. An extremely attractive woman, she had a figure that men would ogle and today, it was fully on display. Her bikini top covered a pair of ample breasts. The bikini bottom accentuated her small waist and wide hips. Her long and shapely legs were stretched out, with one bent for comfort. Her brown eyes were covered in dark shades and she lolled sleepily on the recliner.
Finally deciding that she had enough sun for the day, she stood to put on her flip flops and went into the house. Inside, she was met at the kitchen by her two nephews who were pointing toy guns at her.
“Hands up, lady!” said Ron.
“Don’t give us any trouble, if you know what’s good for ya!” Tim chimed in.
Andrea briefly smiled and then raised her hand asking, “What do you want? Please don’t hurt me!”
Ron took the lead, as usual, “The boss wants a word with ya lady. We gotta take you to the hideout!”
Andrea’s two captors made her march to their bedroom where she was made to sit on the bed. The two boys then began pulling out some white rope from backpack that Tim had been carrying.
“What’re you going to do boys?” asked Andrea with some concern.
“We gotta make sure ya can’t get away, see? So we gotta tie you up!” announced Ron.
Andrea smiled inside but kept in character. They had played some tie up games in the last two weeks that her nephews had been visiting, but she was suddenly conscious at being bound wearing so little. But since it was her nephews, she figured it was okay.
Ron then gathered Andrea’s arms behind her back and put her hands together palm-to-palm. He swiftly and efficiently bound her wrists together with many turns of rope before cinching the wrap between her wrists. While this was happening, Tim had pushed her ankles together and had bound them with lots of rope as well.
Bound hand and foot, Andrea tested her bonds and found them firm but not painful. The two then switched places and Tim wrapped a long length of rope around Andrea’s body, pinning her arms to her sides and trapping her bikini-covered breasts between strands of rope. Andrea looked down at her entrapped breasts and hoped they wouldn’t notice her hard nipples poking against the fabric of her top. Meanwhile, Ron had tied her thighs above her knees and she nodded in approval as her thighs were secured with several turns of rope. She sought to retain control as her thigh ropes were cinched. Ron’s hands brushed against the smooth and firm skin of her thighs, but he did not seem to mind.
The two nephews paused to look at their bound and helpless aunt. Ron and Tim nodded to each other in approval.
Briefly breaking character, Ron asked Andrea, “Are you ok Auntie? Is it too tight for ya?”
Andrea smiled at her captor and shook her head, “I’m fine Ron, thanks for asking. But what if I decide to call for help?” Ron smiled at this and produced a long strip of cloth which they used to gag Andrea. Her mouth was now cleaved and her speech muffled. The cloth was tied tightly at the nape of her neck. There was no way she could untie the gag.
Time then asked, “Time for the last part?” Andrea looked at both nephews wonderingly. Working together, they pushed Andrea so she was lying on the bed. They rolled her onto her stomach and Tim tied a rope to her ankle bindings before tying it to her bound wrists. They pulled until her legs were bent and she was left tied up in a fairly stringent hogtie.
“Done! Now to alert the boss!” said Ron as he pulled out a mobile phone and started texting. Andrea wondered who the “boss” was.
After a few minutes, the phone beeped and Ron smiled, “He’ll be here in an hour. Great! Dad will pick us up in 3 hours so we can make sure the hostage will be fine!” The two then quickly left the room, leaving their sexy, bikini clad aunt helplessly hogtied on the bed.
Andrea then strained and struggled against her bonds, but her two captors had used a lot of rope to truss her up and they held her firmly in their grip. Her grunts were stifled and drool had started to trickle out of her mouth. Realizing that her efforts were futile, she relented and relaxed in her bonds, resigned to her fate.
Andrea thought, “How interesting! As soon as I started struggling, the ropes seemed to tighten, but when I stopped, it just feels like they are just hugging me all over.” She and Jim had played around with tie up games in the bedroom but she had not been tied as stringently as this. She then remembered that Jim would be home earlier today to see off the nephews. Remembering this, Andrea renewed her struggles, but it was hopeless. She would remain bound until her nephews, or someone else, released her.
She then heard the deep rumble of Jim’s pickup enter the driveway. She grunted in a last-ditch effort to escape, to no avail. The engine was cut and she could imagine Jim alighting and entering the house.
She wondered what would happen when he found her tied up like this.