Hush (M/F)

[KP Presents]

“Well, nothing to say, ladies?”

Mia looked at her daughter Carrie, the look of fear in her eyes mirrored in her own, and then they both looked at the two masked men standing in front of them. It had been a typical Saturday afternoon, they had been into town to do the shopping. Come home, put the food away, turned around – and there they were standing in front of them, grinning under the stockings that covered their heads as they pointed the guns at them.

Mia was in her early forties, Carrie twenty, and they looked alike, Mia with her dark hair short while Carrie had her hair long and falling freely over her shoulders. She was wearing a black sleeveless vest, a pair of black slacks and flat shoes, while her mother was wearing a cream-coloured blouse and jeans with short ankle boots.

“What… What do you want?” Mia whispered as they both looked at the masked intruders.

“To have some fun – so do as we say, or we will hurt you.

“Badly. Understood?”

Both women nodded as the other man said “good – turn round, and don’t move.” Carrie nodded as she slowly turned, and then Mia watched as the second man tucked his gun into his pants, drew from a pocket a length of thin cord, and then pulled her daughter’s wrists behind her back before he lashed them tightly together.

“If it’s money you want, just take it,” Mia said as she felt her own hands been pulled behind her back, and the thin cord rubbing on them as it was pulled tightly round her limbs. It was too tight, but she felt she was in no position to argue, as both she and Carrie were turned round and forced to sit in front of the white larder doors.

They watched as one of the two intruders knelt down and used more of the thin cord to secure their ankles, while his partner looked round the kitchen, and then picked up two clean white flannels from a pile of clean laundry.

“Open those holes wide – and don’t either of you dare to push these out.”

Carrie watched as the rolled-up cloth was pushed into her mother’s mouth, half of it sticking out, and shook her head as he said “no, please…”

“I said,” the man growled, “open your fucking mouth!”

“Dnntfhhthhchrrhheee,” Mia said as she shook her head, Carrie looking at her before she slowly opened her mouth – and then had to stop herself from gagging as the cloth was pushed in, stretching her lips round it as it filled the space there. She felt it on her tongue, and then they looked at each other before they both looked at the men.

“Ransack the place,” the older of the two men said as he sat down on a chair by the table, the gun on his hand as he watched both of the captive women, the grin permanently etched onto his face as he watched them squirm round. Mia rubbed her head on Carrie’s and said “Jhssthrrthrhesk – tehhlghshn.”

“Suhfhnksh?”

Mia nodded as the man rubbed his chin, and then knelt down, stroking his latex gloved hand down her cheek as she closed her eyes and tried to turn her head away.

“You’re one foxy woman,” he said as Carrie stared at him, and called out “Lhhfmfhfhfhrhlhnuhbhthrhd!” He looked at her and said quietly “not another sound from that gob, or I push that cloth right in and seal your lips. Understood?”

Carrie slowly nodded as the man slowly unfastened the front of Mia’s blouse, the material opening up to reveal the short black vest she was wearing underneath. She looked at him, shaking her head as he pulled her blouse down her arms, and then stroked his hands down her arms before they moved over her chest.

“Oh yes,” he whispered as his hands stretched over her chest – and then he squeezed hard, making Mia call out as his fingers sunk into the soft flesh of her breasts, and shook her head violently from side to side. She wanted to scream, but the cloth was jammed in so tightly and her mouth was aching from the way it was stretched over the cloth.

There was something else as well, a fear she had to express as she said “ohllshhsnhthnfhrhrnhfmhdhthr…”

“What?”

She looked at him and said “Huuhrghgnthrhpmhdhnttmhkhewhsh.”

“Do you honestly think, lady, you are in a position to make ANY demands? Now stop talking ang enjoy this,” he said as he squeezed her chest even harder, Carrie reaching round with her legs and trying to kick him in the side.

The slap to her face with his gloved hand made her stop, watching helplessly as the man stood up and walked to the side, taking from a laundry basket a clean sheet, and then from the rack a large carving knife. Both women watched as he used the knife to cut the sheet into three long strips and one larger, Wider piece which he folded into a pad, and then put the cloths and knife down on the table before he hauled Mai onto her feet and pulled him against her, his hands groping and massaging her chest as he kissed her neck and shoulders through the tightly stretched nylon.

Mai tried to struggle under the assault, but his grip was too tight, and as she rubbed against him she suddenly became very aware of what she was doing was doing to him – and there was something else, a primal fire inside herself she tried to ignore, to suppress. But with each tight squeeze, she felt her breasts getting firmer, her nipples getting harder – and something pressing against her as she closed her eyes.

“PHllshshsdhntshthsss…”

“I told you not to make a noise,” he growled as he looked at Carrie – and then the second man came back in, dropping a pillowcase on the table that made a jangling noise.

“Good haul – having fun?”

“Yeah – want to have some fun?”

“Well – I have something ready upstairs. You be all right with her?”

He saw his partner nod as he threw Carrie over his shoulder and walked out, smacking her bottom hard as he carried her out of the room and up the stairs. Mia tried to call out, but then her tormentor whispered in her ear “Shut the fuck up. I’m going to let you go, but I have a knife -so no funny stuff. Jump in front of me to the front room.

Mai slowly nodded as she felt him let her go and saw him from the corner of her eye pick up the cloths. She then felt the point against her back as she jumped out of the kitchen, feeling the cool air on her nipples as she glanced down and saw the shape of them under her vest.

The thoughts of what he was going to do to her made her shiver as she jumped into the front room, stopping and watching as he walked round the side of the room and pulled the curtains closed over the windows. He then turned and looked at her, smiling as he walked over and used the knife to cut her ankles free – before he pulled her jeans down, revealing the thong she was wearing as he pulled her boots and jeans off.

“Phllssdhtndhthsss…”

“You have no idea what I’m going to do,” the man said as he looked round the room, and saw a display cabinet, the glass doored body sitting on thin carved legs. “Walk over there- nice and slow – and sit in front of the cabinet.”

Mia slowly walked over, the cloth now soaking wet in her mouth as she sat herself down. Her captor walked over with the three strips of cloth, kneeling down and using the first strip to secure her ankles tightly together, before he said, “lean forward.” As she did so, he cut her wrists free, and then brought her left wrist over and used a second stirp to tightly secure her wrist to the leg of the cabinet.

She followed him as he stood up and walked round, then secured her other wrist to the right leg of the cabinet with the third strip of sloth. She wondered what the pad was for as he left the room, and she heard muffled screams from upstairs, before he came back with her long red and brown chiffon scarf.

“Whhth…. Whthruhghnhnthdhthmh?”

“What was that,” he said as he pulled the cloth violently from her mouth, Mia seeing how dark and grey the cloth was as he threw it to the floor. She worked her lips, and said “what are you going to do to me?”

“Wrong question – the question is, what are you going to do to me?” Mia looked at him as he slowly lowered the zip on his pants, and his member sprang out, long, big, hard…

“Oh my god – no…”

“Lady,” the man said, “if I was going to do that, you would not be tied to this piece of furniture. Kiss it.” He stood across her legs, and said “don’t even think of trying to kick me there, or you get this knife in you.” She saw the carving knife in his gloved hand, and knew she really had no choice, so she swallowed and then placed her lips on the tip of his organ.

“You ever done this before?”

“A long… long time ago…”

“Well, you know what you need to do – so DO IT.”

Mia slowly nodded as she moved forward, and she ran her lips up and down the shaft, tasting the muskiness and saltiness before she placed her lips over the tip and then pulled back, her lips popping as she did so.

“Keep going…”

Mia slowly leaned forward as much as she could and took the cock into her mouth, trying not to gag as she felt it press down her tongue before she started to move it over the base while she gently moved her head to and fro. He instantly responded, and she felt the member engorging with her attentions, felt the pulsing on her tongue, felt the tip brush against the back of her throat – but she knew the knife was there, so she kept going, feeling it getting larger, the throbbing more intense, as he held her head with one hand and the blade of the knife on her shoulder on the other.

“Oh yes…”

“Hnhnhh,” Mia groaned – the fire she had tried to ignore was going stronger inside herself as well, despite her fears, as she felt the slight jerk and then tasted the salty pre-cum as he said “keep going…” She did so, now sucking as her head bobbed to and fro and she felt the throbbing becoming a pulsing. His cock now filled her mouth, her lips stretched over the base as she kept going, knowing she had no choice, knowing she did not want the alternative to happen…

That pulsing was now strong enough to make the cock jump in her mouth – but it filled it so much she could not feel it, she could just feel the pulsing on her tongue, as she braced herself, knowing what was going to happen as she tasted the pre-cum again – and then it hit the back of her throat, hot, salty, thick and constant as she knew she head to suck him for as long and as much as she possibly could, ignoring the nausea she was feeling at having to swallow wave after wave from him…

She could not even cough, as the flow seemed to last forever, but eventually she felt the flow lessen, felt the burning at the back of her throat as it got easier to breath, and the he let go of her head, allowing her to pull it back as she felt the trickle from the side of her mouth, swallowing before she coughed and saw him walk to pick up the pad he had cut from the sheet. Folding it, he put his cock into the fold and ran it along, as Mia croaked “please…Water…”

“No.”

It was a single, simple word, but it made Mia shake as he walked over, folding the pad and then pushing it forcibly into her mouth before he took the scarf and tie it tightly round her head forcing the cloth more deeply into her mouth before he adjusted his pants.

Mia could only stare at him – and then she mumbled “nhhhh” as the other man brought Carrie back in…




Carrie grunted as she was dropped face down onto a the bed in her mother’s bedroom, before she felt the cold metal as he used a pair of scissor to cut through the shoulder straps of her vest, before he pulled it down her body, her bare breasts now rubbing on the coverlet.

Glancing to the side, she saw even more rope laid out, and shivered as she said “whtthrhuhghnnthdhthmh?”

He said nothing as he cut her ankles free, and then pulled her pants and shoes off, as well as her panties, leaving Carrie naked as he pulled her down the bed and then made er kneel to the side, kneeling behind her as he took one of the lengths of rope, and tied it round her waist, forcing her bound wrists against the small of her back before he tied the ropes off between her back and arms. He then knelt down and started to grope her chest, Carri shaking her head as she felt the breasts firm and the stroke of the gloved hands over her nipples. She shook her head and tried to twist out of his grip, but that just made him grip harder, his fingers pinching her nipples as he closed her eyes and shook her head.

There was the effect this assault was having on her as well – an unwelcome feeling as she felt with her fingers and felt how hard he was as well. The grip was suddenly released on her chest – but then she groaned as a band of rope was pulled tightly over her breasts, pressing them down on rubbing on her sensitive nipples as the rope forced her arms against the back as well as tormenting her.

She then felt him pull the rope up and over one shoulder, taking it round the back of her neck before it went down the other side, and then it was pulled even more tightly. that in itself was bad enough – but then she felt his gloved hand coming between her legs and stroking up and down her clit. She had not realized how damp she was there – or the way it felt so shocking as he played there with her.

“Phllhshshdntdhththhsss….”

“Do what,” he said as he pulled the cloth from her mouth and threw it onto the floor.

“Please, I’ll do anything you want, but please dhtnnrhrpmmhhhmmghhddd.” Her words were cut of as fresh folded cloth as pushed into her mouth, and then she felt the rope rubbing on her cheeks as he tied a doubled over length round her head pushing the cloth in and rubbing no the corners of her mouth as he secured the ends behind the back of her head and to the rope already there.

She was helpless now, unable to call for help or stop him as she heard the sound of a zip lowering, heard cloth on flesh, and the pressure on her head as it was pushed into the coverlet. She could not stop the tears from coming now as she tried to prepare herself – but nothing could prepare her of the sensations as he entered her from behind, her body gripping him by reflex as she felt the throbbing organ inside and she started to thrust violently to and fro.

Carri could feel the waves suddenly rushing over herself as well as her body shook – she knew this was so wrong, but she had to protect herself, and somehow allowing the feral side of her to grunt meant she did not have to deal with what was happening.

Yet.

So, she closed her eyes as she felt threw throbbing intensifying in her as well a sin him, before she opened her eyes and screamed into her gag, both of them coming to a climax at the same time.

When he eventually withdrew, Carrie allowed herself to cry as she heard him pull up his pants, and then the rope on her ankles as they were pulled tightly together, the cords rubbing on her flesh as it went around and between her limbs. When it was tied off, she flet more rope around her legs, above and below her knees, so that they were almost welded together before he lifted her in his arms. She saw the look in his eyes as she was carried down the stairs, and then dropped on the floor a ssh heard her mother say “nnhh…”

She opened her eyes and saw Mia sitting in front of a cabinet, her arms spread out and tied to the legs while a cloth held her ankles together, and a scarf was pulled tightly over a cloth in her mouth. She just shook her head as she felt her ankles being pulled back, and then grunted as another rope was tied at the back of her head.

The two men looked at the, and as one just said “hush” they left them alone…

[DGirl]

Great work KP, just minor typos.