Snatched

by Ashley Hind

  ‘Now boys,’ she said, ‘it’s time to be sensible and do as you are told. Failure to do exactly as I say will mean that you will never get to see your precious girlies ever again. Worse still, it will consign them to a rather unpleasant fate. Do not question what I say, just do it and do it immediately. I am neither a nice nor a patient person, so you will do well to carry out my instructions quickly, and save certain loved ones a lot of hurt. And remember, my husband is downstairs with his shotgun, just waiting for you to do something stupid, so be warned, and be sensible.’

  As she was talking she was already unbuckling Thomas’s jeans and pulling them down, making him lift each foot in turn to dispense with them along with his shoes. She stood right in front of him as she took hold of his pants and dropped to her knees, exposing his soft prick right in front of her face. She licked her lips but then stood and told Thomas to get onto his knees instead. He dropped to the floor in front of her, about three feet from the bed, side-on to the girls within the wardrobe.

  Next she turned and went to Nathan’s belt buckle, unfastening his trousers and stripping them off. When she pulled down his pants, Gwen raised her eyebrows and both twins sucked in their breath at the sight of the thick snake hanging long and limp from his body. Even Leah found herself responding to Caroline’s forward movement by pressing into her. Although flaccid, it was one of the biggest cocks she had seen, undoubtedly up there with Gun Man Bryn’s, and possibly even the mighty Huw’s. Gwen dragged her eyes away and turned her attention back to Thomas.

  ‘You - stay absolutely still and do not move a muscle. Now, you,’ she said, addressing Nathan, ‘come and stand in front of him.’

  Both the captives were breathing hard as their men were put in position, with Thomas kneeling towards Nathan, his face just a few inches from the dormant monster of his prick.

  ‘You,’ said Gwen, tapping Thomas’s shoulder, ‘are to keep your eyes on him. And you, my big-cocked lovely, are to keep your eyes on my girls here. Do not even think of looking away.’

  Gwen stepped aside, giving the captive voyeurs an uninterrupted view of their men, and also of the twins. They were stood side by side facing him, smiling slyly. They knew what to do. Without instruction they each removed their bras and squeezed the liberated breasts, teasing the nipples to hardness, using spit to moisten them and help their growth. They then removed their knickers slowly for the watching Nathan, and opened their legs to show him their bald pussies. Within the wardrobe Leah felt a surge of arousal mixed with crushing disappointment at her supposed lover’s wanton behaviour. The younger twin was clearly no virginal lesbian, and was looking every bit as slutty as her twin, but she was still heart-stoppingly beautiful, even in her make-up. Leah couldn’t see past the time when that beauty had been pressed against her, exploring inside her and pleading for the same in return.

  The twins were now even closer to Nathan, their hands running down between their thighs to play with their bare pussies. Up until then, he had shown remarkable resilience, but now his penis was starting to awake and lengthen, bobbing almost imperceptibly as the blood flow increased. It was when the girls in unspoken unison took their wet fingers out of their quims and sucked them clean that he finally lost the battle. His engorged rod twitched a couple of times, the weighty length now filling quickly. With both twins now back to noisily slapping their fingers in and out of their wet holes, Nathan’s thick cock slowly began to rise, the silken black skin stretched taut over the swollen tissue, and the foreskin retracting to display the monster’s shining head.

  Leah and Caroline were cheek to cheek, clutching each other close and breathing heavily as they witnessed the slow, inexorable rise of Nathan’s prick up towards Thomas’s chin. The twins gave no quarter, continuing their frantic wanking and talking dirty, imploring the black cock to grow so that they could suck it and fuck it. The cock was indeed unstoppable now, filling fully and reaching up. It rose just past Thomas’s chin and then gently travelled up his face, stroking his cheek millimetre by millimetre on its path until it came to rest, pulsing hotly against his face. Leah could see her husband’s jaw tensing but he kept still for her sake.

  Gwendolen moved forward and released Nathan from his cuffs while he stayed erect against the other man’s cheek. She then pulled him half a foot back and reached around to take him in her hands and rub him in front of Thomas’s eyes. For a few seconds it looked like the Mistress planned to bring off one husband in the face of the other, but instead she released her grip on Nathan and ordered Thomas up from his knees. He rose with difficulty, displaying a cock already showing the swell of arousal, obviously thickened but not yet fully hard. He was released from his cuffs by the Mistress, and then both men were ordered onto their knees and told to lick the twins.

  It was doubtful the men could understand the subtlety of the punishment but both the hidden captives felt their hearts racing at the sight of their men going down on the girls. Leah started to sob through her gag but Caroline held her closer for comfort. Leah could feel the heat emanating from her companion. She even thought she detected the slickness of excitement between their squashed-together pussy mounds. While the twins were being licked they held the men’s heads and called out encouragement along with their moans of bliss. May in particular was surprisingly vocal and as Thomas went to work on her she cried out,

  ‘Yes! Stick your tongue up me! I love it when you lick me!’

  She pointedly looked over towards Leah in the wardrobe as she said it, maybe as a taunt, maybe as a message. Gwen was meanwhile busy fastening a harness around her hips, from which sprang a long, thin dildo in lurid pink. Leah felt an immediate pang of dread at the sight of this, but she also knew that her puss was adding to the stickiness between her and Caroline and her heavy breathing had long since been through anticipation rather than apprehension. Her companion turned to look at her and there was lust in her eyes too, and saliva forced from the policewoman’s mouth by the plastic gag fell in a string onto their touching breasts and amplified the atmosphere of growing ardour.

  Nathan was ordered onto all fours, facing the wardrobe. He took a sideways glance at the threatening strap-on but his expression did not betray his inevitable trepidation. Caroline reacted for him, her body tensing as she sucked her breath in around the obstructing gag, and both hands gripping Leah’s buttocks with apprehension. April blocked any further view they might have gained of the unlucky victim by getting down on her knees in front of him and reversing her backside into his face, issuing a one-word command to lick her. Her sigh of satisfaction told the voyeurs that Nathan had complied.

  Gwendolen smiled towards the wardrobe then dropped into the space behind Nathan, between his legs and the bed. She was careful to keep her eyes towards the concealed voyeurs as she spread his buttocks and leant forward with her tongue out, so they could be in no doubt that he was to be reamed. They could see his hips jerking in reaction, and occasionally they both glimpsed his rock-solid cock bobbing beneath his belly. The woman finally came up for air and they could see her looking down and guiding the dildo towards Nathan’s now slippery and vulnerable entrance. Once at the ready, Gwendolen took him by the hips and pushed forward, slowly but remorselessly, and the girls could plainly hear his muffled groans.

  Leah suddenly realised her hands were full of Caroline’s bum and her grip matched the intensity of the tight squeeze on her own buttocks. She held that fat arse out of the shock of witnessing the girl’s partner being buggered by the dildo. She grabbed her out of solidarity at their position and as an attempt to provide comfort. But most of all she did it out of raw lust at what she saw. The policewoman showed little sign of mortification at what she was being forced to witness. Leah’s bottom was being squeezed even harder and she could feel her companion’s heart banging against her squashed breasts. They were cheek to cheek, their faces sliding on the coating of escaped saliva as they drew in heavy breaths. Very slowly Caroline began
to grind her crotch from side to side against Leah’s, an unmistakeable sign of her desire.

  Gwendolen had found a rhythm of slow, deep thrusts. May, who had been avidly watching and stroking herself, now got down on all fours beside Nathan. She blew a kiss towards the concealed captives and then looked over at Thomas, who was gawping at the sight of her rear end.

  ‘Fuck me,’ she said.

  Thomas might have been bewildered at how this could possible constitute a punishment, but he was down behind her before he had time to work out a possible reason. Leah knew. May’s eyes were back towards her, somehow exactly meeting her gaze through the mirrored door. They closed in delight as Thomas slid into her from behind, and then sprang open again, full of lust to taunt the hidden captive. Leah’s heart felt like it could explode. She would have hated to see her lover fucked by any man, but to have Thomas do it was crushing. Leah felt defeat, sadness, anger and envy all at once. She hated May for being so calculatingly cruel and for not being innocent, or gay, or hers. But she still loved her beautiful face, flushed now with desire, and the way her little bum bounced and squashed upwards as she was pumped from the rear. She would have given anything to be the one behind her now, slapping into her with Gwendolen’s dildo.

  Leah watched Thomas and burned with jealousy, although she couldn’t quite work out if it was his infidelity or May’s betrayal that addled her brain. She knew May was irresistible, even in her tarty make-up and with her bottom still red from Gwendolen’s earlier paddle marks. She knew how velvety-soft and slick and warm she was inside, how perfect she would feel on Thomas’s cock and how impossible it would be for him to stop himself from thrusting onwards towards his climax. May was taunting her again now. She was talking out loud, urging Thomas to fuck her, but all the while she was looking through the wardrobe door, into Leah’s eyes.

  ‘I want you to fuck me forever,’ she was saying. ‘I love it when you fuck me.’

  Despite the torment, Leah knew that if May came to her later and told her she had been made to act in this way, she would forgive her in an instant - even though she could plainly see the undisguised pleasure on the girl’s face, the same look she had worn as Gwendolen’s ruthless paddle-slaps had struck home. If she held her close enough and wiped off the make-up then maybe the lies and betrayal would disappear too, and her innocence, which Thomas was even now fucking from her, might somehow return.

  Leah was dimly aware that Gwendolen was now banging Nathan hard and April had taken her arse from his face and had crawled beneath his belly to suck his straining erection and pump her fist up and down his thick meat. Caroline’s reaction at seeing her partner sucked and sodomised was to grind her crotch even harder against Leah, threatening to send them off balance and smashing through the mirrored door. But Leah could not deny her own excitement. She could feel her companion’s hard clit like a little acorn as it rubbed against her own engorged flesh. If her thighs had not been so constricted, she knew her juices would be running freely down her legs and pooling on the floor as if she had wet herself.

  She began to reciprocate and grind her hips back against her partner, creating enough friction between them to have them both panting towards an unlikely orgasm. She wished she could kiss Caroline. She wanted to show her that the affection that had previously been spurned was now welcome, and that she was desperate to repay her earlier disloyalty. She continued to grip Caroline’s bottom, but her fingers now foraged within the deep, damp crack. She stretched down but although she could feel the slick evidence of the pussy, it was just out of her reach and hidden between constraining thighs. Her fingertip alighted instead on Caroline’s tighter hole and the girl threw her head back and sighed into her gag at the tickling touch.

  In the room, both the men were grunting hard and nearing their finish. Leah pushed her finger into Caroline’s bum and slid it up, remembering how wonderful it had felt when May had first done this to her, and hoped that her current partner could feel even a little of that thrilling, innocent intimacy. Caroline shook and moaned into her gag, but fortunately the fuckers in the room were too preoccupied to notice. The favour was immediately repaid and Leah felt the shivering delight as her narrow passage was invaded by Caroline’s long middle finger. Their constriction was suddenly brilliant, keeping them close and working together to retain their balance as they rubbed their clits together and frigged each other’s bums.

  Nathan came first. April’s sudden squeal of approval was clear evidence that he was dowsing her throat with spunk. The captives watched through their own shared climax as Gwendolen fucked him throughout his ejaculation while April kept up her wanking to drain his tightened bollocks dry. Leah was dimly aware that May was coming too, emitting her little panting sighs and quiet sobs. Then it was Thomas’s turn. He grabbed May by the hair with his left hand and yanked her head back, stretching the pale skin at her throat. He withdrew his cock and pummelled his right fist up and down the shining length, letting out a grunt as the first splashes of come shot out onto May’s back and hair. Leah was in a trembling daze as she watched her husband cover her former lover with his seed.

  Somewhere along the line her new partner had forced another finger into her bum and the walls of her rectum were squeezing against them as her pussy contracted from her orgasm. Thomas was still holding May’s hair and spraying her. He briefly held back, then jerked forward and sent out a final thick spurt that shot over the top of her head and landed on her up-turned nose. The spunk had enough momentum to climb the little tip and then drip down in a milk-white string that brushed her lips and chin before descending to the carpet. As the last drip fell from her face, May opened her eyes and looked over towards the wardrobe, her face a mask of post-coital contentment. Somehow she was once again able to meet Leah’s hidden gaze with impossible accuracy. Her breathing was heavy and it took a while for her to regain some control, and it looked like she was whispering something. Leah raised her eyebrows in exasperation, trying to implore May to make herself clear, forgetting that she was hidden from the girl’s vision. Then May took a deep breath and composed herself and, still staring at the same spot on the wardrobe door, silently but clearly mouthed the words,

  ‘I love you.’

  Thirteen

  The room cleared quickly with the twins gathering armfuls of clothes and ushering the men from the bedroom with their cocks still twitching and dripping. Gwendolen went to the wardrobe and slid the door open to expose the breathless captives. She looked them up and down before unfastening their leg strap and gags and removing their handcuffs. She said nothing of their flushed faces, slick with saliva, or their thighs, shining with the juices of their stifled climaxes. She merely took hold of them by the upper arms and pulled them out of their confines, saying,

  ‘Did you like watching your men cheat on you? Do you think they will ever want you back now they have seen what they are missing?’

  The Mistress clearly thought her punishment had been effective, although it was glaringly obvious that both girls had liked what they saw, and the evidence was smeared on their loins. Leah was surprised she had ended up so aroused but the closeness and exuding excitement of Caroline had kept her cosseted and safe. Their constricted coupling was still intense but also thrillingly secret and almost innocent, with their urgent pussy rubbing and bum-play calling up an image of younger, less experienced days. Leah didn’t know what heart-breaking games May was trying to play, but she felt better protected now because Caroline was there to hold and love her.

  Such was the displeasure etched on her Mistress’s face, Leah was surprised and relieved when she wasn’t spat on, or had her backside slapped when she was half-turned for inspection. Gwendolen maintained her look of disgust but also her silence regarding their hardened nipples, flushed chests and faces, and oozing pussies.

  ‘I’m surprised you bitches aren’t on your knees, kissing my feet,’ she said. ‘You must know how angry I am with
you both.’

  The girls looked at each other and then dropped down to the floor, ready to lick the woman’s boots, but Gwendolen kicked them away in turn.

  ‘Get away you dirty tarts - it’s too late for that now. Don’t think for one moment that your punishment is over. That was just the beginning. I am never to be disobeyed, and I am going to think up something special to help remind you of that fact. Now get to bed and stay there until I send for you!’

  She turned on her spiked heels and walked from the room, her fat bum wobbling and straining against the straps of her dildo harness. The girls were off the floor and hurrying hand in hand towards the bed, partially to appease their Mistress and primarily from their excitement at the thought of being left alone together. As soon as the door was closed they were kissing. For Leah, it was like she had waited forever for the moment, rather than spurning that very girl over the last few nights in favour of another. She knew she couldn’t simply eradicate May from her thoughts, but she could hide the hurt in Caroline’s ample softness and then gradually allow her already present lust to develop into love.

  Their urgency was obvious, and although the policewoman favoured her long, passionate foreplay kisses, both girls were soon open-mouthed against each other and concentrating on more pressing needs, their fingers probing pussy and bum, seeking out each other’s juices. They both wanted an unfettered orgasm, free from their previous restraints to open wide, to lick and suck, to wriggle and buck. They wanted freedom to cry out with abandon. Their coupling was hot and slippery. They clambered over one another and smeared each other’s skin with wet mouths and cunts, and crammed into their partner’s willing holes in reflection of their own desire to be filled.