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THE ROBBERY.....M/f, M/F/f, F/f, nc, some violence

DISCLAIMER....

All of the participants in this sexually explicit piece are manifestations
of my imagination and shadow. If you are underage, offended by images of
rape and extreme sexuality, or are in a locale that prohibts this kind of
writing, please do NOT continue. 

Fantasy, when left in the realm of fantasy, is healthy and therapeutic. If
you continue to read this, keep this in mind. Also remember that you have
freely traveled to this story. In no way were you coerced or lured. Free
will and free speech. Please spend your valuable time elsewhere if you are
offended by this kind of story. 

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limecordial@hotmail.com. Thank you and enjoy. 

THE ROBBERY

The three of them had watched the house for weeks, and knew their victims'
schedules. Having robbed a number of small apartments over the years,
they  knew that they would in and out in less than hour. They had joked
about how gorgeous the two twenty-something occupants were, and that they
would love to get into their sodden little panties. Little did they
realize that their simple robbery would spill out into an erotic
adventure, one that would include the fulfillment of their most lurid
sexual fantasies.

It was 4:13 AM. Easily picking the lock, the trio quietly slipped into the
basement apartment.  The darkness cloaked their entrance. The kitchen
entrance was a mess, and reeked of stale beer and cigarettes. It was
obvious that a party had just finished. 

Peering around the corner into the living room, the leader, Jack, spied a
girl. Her head was leaning against the couch. Drool ran down her chin. It
appeared like she had passed out as she sat. Tiptoeing past her, he looked
into the first bedroom. One more unconscious female body. In the other
bedroom, another. "What the Christ?," he thought. "She doesn't live here."
He quickly went out to speak to his buddies.

"Well, we now have three of them. I guess if we are quick and quiet, we'll
be able to sneak up on them all. Jan, you take this pillow and cover the
face of the one on the couch. Make sure she don't friggin' yell. Eddie,
you then take her legs, I'll take her arms. We'll cart her out here, tie
her up, gag her, and then subdue  the two in the bedroom one at a time."
They left some cord and the tape on the kitchen table.

Eddie spied an open bottle of bourbon, and reached for it. he took a deep
sip of the amber liquid, and felt it burn its way down his throat. He
shivered, and coughed. " Thats better," he said with a grin. 

Like clockwork, they tiptoed into the living room, and grabbed the
strawberry blonde on the couch. Jan pressed the pillow over her face,
effectively muffling any noise. Her eyes bugged out as she began to
realize that strangers were around her.  The girl kicked her heels a bit,
but the three of them easily overpowered her. Jan flickered a butcher
knife in front of the girl's face, and touched the icy steel against her
throat. This quickly quieted her down. The three of them marched her into
the kitchen and layed her face down on the floor. Jan kept the pillow
close to her mouth while her male counterparts bound her hands and feet.
Balling a tea towel together, they shoved it into her yap and taped it
shut. 

"You stay with this one while we round up the other two," he said. Jan sat
down next to her and ran her knife up the girl's neck. "Be good sweetie,"
she said. Her captive mumbled something inaudible. "Thats right honey.
Just shut the fuck up!" said Jan with a lecherous smile. 

The other two each grabbed the duct tape and went on with their robbery
plans. Jack, grabbing a towel from the kitchen, entered Chris' room. He
stared at the girl, and noted her long, lithe body. Old faded jeans hugged
every curve of her hips and bum. Long brown hair hung well past her
shoulders. 

He sprung on her, and quickly  stuffed the rag into her mouth. He slapped
her in the face twice, and waved his knife in front of her face. Still
obviously very  drunk, she was slow to wake up. He was quickly able to
wrench her over onto her stomach. He took her left wrist and took it
behind her back. His other hand took her right arm and placed it over her
left. He wrapped tape around her one wrist, then taped her arms together
at the wrist and elbow. Over and under the tape went, firmly  securing her
arms. He took a handful of her shoulder length hair and jerked her head
upwards so that she was looking into his eyes. " Be very quiet and you
won't get messed up. Its just that fuckin' simple." He pressed the tip of
the knife between her breasts and onto the spot where her heart was. 
"I'll fuckin' run you through, you drunken bitch. Be awfully fucking
quiet." The terrorized girl lay silent. His hand still in her hair, he
pushed her head up and down in a forced sign of agreement. He then hauled
her up by the shoulders and tried to hold her steady. 

Steady she wasn't. He had to half drag, half carry the drunken women. She
had passed out in her clothes. He was a bit sexually excited by the
circumstances, and his mind started to wonder. Her tight, faded jeans
accentuated a perfect, pear shaped ass. A loose sweater hung loosely over
a pair of smallish, firm breasts. There was no fat on this one; everything
was very taught. 

He felt the heat grow in his loins. There was something special about this
girl to him. She was in her early twenties. Although he had never really
been attracted to this lean kind of woman, this one caused his
testosterone to flow freely. 

She stumbled forward on drunken legs, and he grabbed her around the
shoulders. His free hand braced her from the front, and he it eventually
settled on her firm left pap. He involutarily pawed at it through sweater,
and suddenly realized where his hand was at. He cupped what he thought to
be a very firm 32 B tit and realized that he wanted more. Adrenlyn shot
through his veins and his penis hardened. His tongue licked his lips in
excitement as his palm encircled the entire firm pap. He repositioned
himself, putting his left arm around her shoulder, freeing his right. 

"What to do?" he pondered. "Lets see how drunk she really is," he thought
as an evil smile appeared on his face.

He then slowly pulled her sweater from her jeans, revealing a very flat
stomach. Placing his palm against the flesh, he gingerly  ran his hand up
her belly, pulling the front of her sweater further upward with his wrist.
His fingertips felt each rib as they passed by. He stopped at the white
elastic bottom of her bra. Hesitantly, he waited for a protest from the
girl. He held his breath in anxious silence. She said or did nothing to
indicate that she was overly aware of his actions. He then cupped her
small, firm breast through the cotton-lace of her brassiere. 

He quickly discovered that these firm, perky tits were capped with tiny
nipples. He rubbed his own denim clad erection against her ass. Working
one nipple to erection, he pulled at it through the satiny material. He
briefly began to think about grabbbing a quick piece of ass as he brought
his hand to her belt buckle. He imagined her draped forward across the
edge of the couch, with her jeans and panties around her ankles. He
salivated at the thought of of ramming his rock hard manhood deep into her
pussy from behind. The thought of her tight little rosebud further
increased his desire. He could fuck her, and no one would know. "I'd
better not go further, I guess. We are here for robbery, and not rape. "
He let the madness pass from him,  and dragged her to the kitchen. He
deposited her on the floor next to her friend.

Jan looked at her and smiled.  She felt her own heartbeat increase. Her
bullet like nipples poked their way through her own blouse. The tingleling
of sex pulsed between her legs. Her desire for women was usually muted by
having to go and find them. Here was the perfect opportunity to enjoy all
the pleasures of Lesbos. And domination. She shivered with anticipation as
she leered at her captives. She sat next to the strawberry blonde and put
her arm around her. Jan's eyes almost twinkled as she leered at the
beautiful rehead. The terrified teen leaned against her, almost secure in
being guarded by a woman. She was totally unaware of Jan's carnal intent.
Her very boozed-up friend rolled into a ball, and was soon asleep at their
feet. 

.....................to be continued.............................


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