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By *eriousGuyABC OP Man
over a year ago
( WEST OF ) Chippenham ish |
Sarah & Mandy
Service Beyond The Call
"What a day to be stuck in here." thought Kevin as he looked out of the shop window from his desk. It was a mild spring Tuesday afternoon in a leafy London suburb where he worked as the manager of a small family run furnishing business. To break the boredom he decided it was time to make himself an afternoon cup of coffee, but just as he was returning from the kitchen area the buzzer at the front door erupted into life.
"Bloody marvellous," he thought, "No one all day, then just as I make a drink !"
Unfortunately as the shop was on the way back from the high street Kevin had more than his fair share of pensioners who came in to have a quick sit down before they continued on their way. As he rounded the corner to his desk the sight that greeted him almost made him drop his cup.
"Bloody hell !" he thought.
Standing by his desk was a sight that was as far from his expectations as it was possible to get. Quickly putting down his cup he smiled to the younger than expected customer that stood before him. She was approximately the same age as him. He guessed around the mid twenties, a slender size 12, with short mahogany coloured hair. She was dressed in a shiny lycra cropped top and a pair of the tightest leather jeans he had ever seen, finished with laced ankle boots.
"Can I be of service ?" he said to her with a smile.
"Yes," she replied "I need a new bed please."
"Certainly." he said, and made an open handed gesture to the staircase that lead up to the first floor showroom. "Please, after you."
Kevin let the young lady go up in font of him and followed a couple of steps behind, this gave him an eye level view of the taut material encasing her pert bottom and long slender legs. On reaching the upper level he started the usual salesmanship
questions.
"What was it you had in mind ?" he started, trying to keep his thoughts on the job in hand rather than what he really wanted to be thinking about.
"Oh I need a double or king size one." she replied.
"Do you like a soft or a firm one ?" he again enquired.
"It must be a firm one !" she quipped, "What use is a soft one to
anybody" she let out a broad naughty smile, the kind of which could
start the polar ice caps melting.
"It sound like a carry on sketch." she said to Kevin with a giggle.
"It does a bit." he said as both of them began to feel more relaxed
with each other.
After a few more questions and the trying of some beds by the young
lady a purchase was made and a delivery was to be arranged.
"At the moment we have some staff on holiday, so if it's ok I'm doing
the deliveries after work myself." explained Kevin.
"That's fine," she said, "l don't get in until after five o'clock myself, so it
will suit us both."
After the customer had left, Kevin drank his now lukewarm coffee and reflected on the vision of beauty that had visited him.
“Wow !” he thought, “at least I'll get another look at her when I deliver her bed later this evening.” he began to let his mind wander. “l bet she's married, although I didn't notice a wedding ring on her finger.”
He tried to reassure himself that she may be available. He grabbed the cheque from the till drawer. The words jumped out at him as if they were alive Miss Rachel Williams.
“Ah,” he thought, “not married but not necessarily single.”
Most girls that look like that either have six foot six boyfriends and that's only if they're not lesbians. It was now five thirty and he was standing on the doorstep of an older three storied town house. He knocked on the large shiny brass knocker fixed to the heavy wooden door. He waited a few minutes and knocked again. This time harder than before.
"Can you give it a push ?" came a faint voice from behind the door.
"Ok, stand back." he replied, as he put his shoulder against the door and gave it an almighty shove.
The door sprang open and Kevin found himself sprawled on he polished wooden hallway floor. The young lady began to laugh at the predicament he found himself in but helped him to his feet. After he had brushed himself off and declared he was ok, he asked her where the bed was to go.
"All the way to the top, I'm afraid," she said, "But I'll make you a cold drink when you've finished."
After much exertion and twenty minutes later the bed was finally in place but he thought he would use a trick he had learnt some time ago to gain the relationship status of miss Williams.
He placed he unopened plastic wrapped headboard on top of the assembled bed and called to the customer.
Hello madam, I've finished, if you would like to take a look ?"
"Oh !" she said as she entered the room, "Aren't you going to put the
headboard on for me ?" she enquired.
"Sorry," he replied, "I assumed your partner could do that."
"I don't have one at the moment. Could you do it for me ?" she asked
as she turned to exit the room.
"I'll have your drink waiting in the lounge shortly." she called as she descended he stairs to the ground floor.
Great he thought, not married and not seeing anyone either. l've cracked it here. He continued for a few minutes while he finished his work and returned to the hallway.
"Hello !" he called.
"In here." came a voice.
He entered the lounge to find it sumptuously furnished with deep carpet and finely upholstered soft leather furniture, but devoid of any male personality.
"Please sit down," she said and beckoned to Kevin to sit opposite her on one of the two three seat sofas. "I'll get you that drink." she said.
"Could I have something non alcoholic please madam ?" he asked.
"Certainly," she said, "But you must call me Rachel"
She stood up and left the room to fetch his drink.
"I've only got orange juice !" came Rachel's voice.
"That's fine."
"Ice ?"
"Yes please." He replied.
Rachel walked back into the lounge and bent over to give Kevin his drink, which gave him a view straight down between her firm young breasts. He could feel stirrings down below as she retook her seat opposite him slightly open legged. She was still dressed in leather but had on a knee length skirt. Silk blouse and the same ankle boots as before. She could tell he was becoming aroused.
"I always like a stiff one in the evening !" she exclaimed.
Kevin spluttered into his drink at Rachel's frankness.
"Do I shock you ?" she asked the now red faced guest.
"Slightly, but not unnervingly so." he replied.
Rachel got up from her seat and came to sit next to him on the sofa, she leaned close to him to whisper in his ear.
"I want you to fuck me !"
"What!" he exclaimed as he stood up in amazed disbelief.
"Sit down." she boomed in a now sterner voice.
Kevin was a bit taken aback by the change of personality Rachel was exhibiting but found her manner exciting to him.
"Why do you act surprised, isn't this what you hoped would happen ?"
Kevin was silent for a minute trying to sum up what his reply should be. He knew she had found his real expectations through his blatantly
transparent facade.
"You men are all he same, you think you have the upper hand but when push comes to shove you haven't got the balls !"
Rachel now fiery with supremacy stood up and strode out of the lounge, he could hear her footsteps ascend the stairs to one of the bedrooms on the next floor. Not sure what to do he decided to leave his drink and make a quick exit via the front door. From the hallway he could hear wardrobe doors and drawers open and close and items being dropped onto the floor above.
The time was getting on so he deftly made his way to the large wooden front door, grabbing the handle he gave it a great pull as he remembered it was a little hard to open. He found that although the door made a slight movement it was locked on the inside via a mortise lock and low and behold the key had been removed from the lock rendering him a prisoner. Almost at once he heard Rachel coming back down the stairs laughing at his worried predicament.
"You didn't think I was going to let you go that easily did you ?"
Kevin stood speechless as she came towards him dressed in a tight fitting rubber catsuit, complete with thigh high patent boots, carrying a pair of hand cuffs, dog collar and lead in one hand and a riding crop in the other.
"How pathetic you look, get down on your knees." she ordered.
She then attached the hand cuffs to Kevin securing his hands behind his back, and put the collar tightly around his neck. He was then dragged roughly up the stairs, still on his hands and knees to the bedroom that she had prepared for him. On entering Kevin scanned the room, he looked in disbelief as he noticed the large heavy wooden bed festooned with all kinds of restraints and fetish accessories.
"Sit down."
Rachel gestured towards a large wooden chair, using the crop as an extension of her hand. Kevin was wishing he had not pushed his luck an overstayed his welcome by this point, but decided that the best option was to comply with the orders he was given. Kevin sat motionless as she secured his ankles and wrists with wide leather straps to the legs and arms of the chair.
"There that's better." said Rachel, as she also secured his collar to a metal ring on the chair back.
Kevin was strapped tightly but took great comfort in the fact that he was still fully clothed. Rachel then proceeded to walk round behind him, he could hear her rummage in some drawers but could not turn his head to see what she was doing. All of a sudden something black and cold was placed over his face that obscured his vision. It was apparent as she worked the material into place that it was a rubber hood. She zipped up the back and then tied the laces which pulled the smooth latex skin taut to his face. There were no eye holes for him to see out of, just two small nostril holes and a cut out where his mouth was.
"Look, enough is enough !" he said in a voice trying to sound authoritative.
"I'm afraid you're not in a position to make any decisions or requests Kevin," she said in a matter of fact tone, "Why don't you just..."
She was cut short mid sentence as there was a loud knock at the front door.
"Sit there like a good boy while I answer the door, won't you."
Kevin heard her talking and laughing with someone as she came back upstairs and entered the room. He also heard two sets of footsteps walk past to stand in front of him. He started to protest again but felt a shiver as two hands reached round from behind him to cover his mouth and pinch his nose, there were three people in the room as well as himself. He started to struggle as his supply of oxygen began to
fade and his chest started to burn.
"Just remember who is in control." Rachel said, as she released her hands from him, Kevin gasped for air.
Kevin felt something rubber being put into his mouth and some buckles being fastened around the back of his head.
"Put your tongue flat in your mouth." was the next order as he felt the rubber inflate to fill his cheeks.
"There that should keep him quiet," he heard an unfamiliar voice say.
"Men, like children should be seen but not heard !"
He could feel tugging sensations on his trouser legs and his shirt sleeves but thought they would never get him undressed without letting him go from his restraints. Until he realised that what was actually happening was that they were using scissors to cut his clothes off. Within a few minutes he was reduced to nakedness with only his hood to save his blushes.
"What are we going to do with that !" said one of the unidentified females.
Kevin heard them laugh with one another at his manhood that had been shocked into hibernation at his enforced situation, he then heard Rachel's voice.
"I'll get that sorted in no time."
He heard her walk over and kneel in front of him and could feel himself swell as she fondled, caressed and spoke to him.
"Come on Kevin, you'll have to do better than that if you want to fuck
me.
As he got bigger and bigger he felt her take him into her hot moist mouth and began to slowly rub him up and down as she gently sucked. She began to increase her speed and suck harder as she felt him begin to climb towards his orgasm, his heart was beating faster and his breathing was hissing through his hood as his desire to come become more urgent. Rachel took her mouth away momentarily from Kevin's rigid cock to spur him on to orgasm.
"Come on Kevin, come in my mouth, come on baby, spunk for me."
She continued to suck while increasing the speed of which she was wanking him. He heard another one of the women come to stand behind him and felt her undo his gag to expose his mouth, only to feel a tongue push between his lips to kiss him passionately as he erupted. He could feel Rachel sucking him as he repeatedly spurted into her. He felt the woman who had been kissing him move away and suggest that Rachel should give him a kiss. No way he thought as he clamped his lips tightly together in protest.
"He'll have to learn the hard way !" she continued, as he felt a pair of lips touch his and a pair of fingers pinch his nostrils together as before to cut off his only source of air.
"Open up Kevin, you'll have to eventually, unless you like the thought
of..."
He quickly opened his mouth to take a breath but Rachel was also ready and slid her tongue into his mouth and began to mingle the contents with his. He felt his own come begin to slide around as their tongues entwined, and he began to reach.
"Don't you like that Kevin ?, you men don't mind if we have to put up with such things do you ?" she asked.
He felt a bowl being placed under his chin.
"You can spit it out if you like."
He felt a glass being put to his lips from which he took several slurps to get rid of the taste, again spitting it into the waiting bowl. His gag was then secured back into his mouth and he felt someone peeling something from the front of his hood. It was black sticky tape being pulled off to reveal clear eye pieces. He could at least now see the two other people who had arrived earlier.
They were about the same height and build as Rachel but were both wearing very tight, what appeared to be rubber catsuits which finished as shorts rather than legs, with wide patent belts which cinched their waists. They also wore high heel laced calf length boots that emphasised their perfect legs. There were other things that Kevin noticed to. They appeared to be very alike, not exactly identical, but they could almost be twins, and that they appeared to have swapped belts, as one was completely in black with a red belt and the other was the complete opposite being in red with a black belt. The girls also had an initial on the front of their respective belts, one of which was an S and the other was an M.
"We're the S & M twins, Sarah and Mandy." one of them said to Kevin, as the three of them climbed onto the bed facing him.
"Which one of us do you like the most ?" Rachel asked as she settled between the other two.
Kevin could not answer but could also not help the fact that the sight of the three of them had his manhood standing to attention.
"Let's give him a show that'll really make him stiff." said Sarah.
"Ok." said Mandy as they smiled at Rachel.
The twins then took hold of Rachel's wrists and secured them to the corner posts of the bed head by two thick leather cuffs. They both then walked to the bottom of the bed and took hold of her legs and proceeded to remove her long boots. Which were discarded, to enable her to be spread-eagled with her ankles secured the same way as her wrists. Rachel, like Kevin, was now at the mercy of the twins which excited her.
Sarah, who was obviously the more dominant of the pair then turned
to Kevin with a superior tone.
"We'll show you how to make a woman come !"
They then both returned to lie next to Rachel on the bed. While Sarah concentrated on kissing her and sliding open the zips to tweak her now rigid nipples, Mandy was making circles on her lower belly and between her outstretched legs. Rachel started to moan as obviously they were expert in their practices. Kevin felt Mandy's lips close round him as she like Rachel began to suck the head and shaft of his penis. Both of them were moaning heavily as the actions of the moment increased. Sarah was now aggressively thrusting the slippery dildo in and out of Mandy while berating her.
"I bet you'd rather he was shafting you, don't you, come on bitch admit
it."
Mandy shook her head from side to side in answer to Sarah's question.
"Take that cock out of your mouth and answer me !" she demanded.
Mandy removed her bobbing head from Kevin as she continued to wank him.
"No," she sobbed as she was rocked backwards and forwards by the action of her partner,"I only want you to..."
She stopped before she could finish what she was going to say and started panting furiously.
" I'm coming, I'm coming." she blurted out as if her life depended on it.
Kevin to was urged on by Sarah's taunting and the expert way he was being handled and began to spurt into the air. Rachel was now becoming restless at the lack of attention she was receiving and asked when she was to have Kevin to herself.
"Right now" answered Sarah and Mandy in unison.
With that they released Kevin from the bondage chair and proceeded to secure his hands behind his back with a pair of cuffs attached to one another. They also wrapped his legs into a single column with black p.v.c bondage tape in a criss cross pattern until he was bound tightly with only his penis free. They then replaced his hood with what seemed to be a pair of hoods attached together where the mouth holes should have been, he was soon to discover why.
Kevin was then helped over to the bed where Rachel was lying to be placed on top of her in the usual missionary position. It was then apparent why the two hoods were joined as the second hood was secured onto Rachel, which placed their mouths together in a slightly angular style, as if French kissing. Kevin and Rachel were then advised that they would only be released when they had both come, and not before.
They began to rock their bodies against one another as best they could, but it was made extremely difficult as Kevin could not support his weight as his arms were effectively taken away from him. As they began to kiss through the hole between the hood they began to fully arouse each other and their efforts began to become more co-ordinated.
"Come on Kevin, put some more effort into it." barked Sarah as he began to slow down with the tremendous effort needed to keep going.
Kevin tried to speak but the hood made it almost impossible.
"What was that Kevin ? you can't ?" she growled again, We'll see
about that."
She then produced a cane with which she began to hit him with when he withdrew from Rachel. Kevin began to pound with all his might in an effort to encourage Rachel to come. Their breathing hissing out of the nostril holes began to get lost in the sound of their moaning as their orgasms took overthrowing them into a frenzy of hot heaving rubber.
"There you are kevin. l knew you could do it." said Sarah sarcastically.
Rachel and Kevin lay motionless breathing heavily after their exertion
"Come on, get up." said Mandy as she removed the hood from his head as the two of them lifted him off and rolled him onto his back beside Rachel on the large rubber mattress.
"It's a good job this is easily cleaned !" said Mandy as she pointed out the mess on the shiny fabric.
"Don't worry about that," replied Sarah, "Rachel can take care of that later after we have had a shower."
The twins then let Rachel out of her straps and the three of them disappeared out of the room. Kevin's head was swirling around with all the experiences he had thrust upon him in the short time he had been held virtual prisoner. He could hear the sound of rushing water and laughing in the distance through a hazy veil of confusion. Had his ordeal come to an end or was there more to come.
After what seemed like an eternity Rachel came back into the room dressed in a towelling robe and released Kevin from his cuffs and tape, she instructed him also to take a shower and to join them in the lounge when he had finished.
"What am I going to wear ?" he called after her, as she descended the stairs.
"There's a wardrobe next to the shower room." she replied as her voice faded away.
Kevin showered, found some old jeans and a sweat shirt, dressed and joined the others in the lounge. Kevin was again sat opposite the three of them. They appeared totally normal, or as normal as it was possible to get, with not a hint of the ferociousness they had shown less than an hour ago.
"Why me ?" asked Kevin, in a quizzical tone.
"Why not ?" replied Sarah.
There was a shortness to her answer that defied him to ask for further explanation, but she went on.
"We like the vulnerability the situation affords, it wouldn't be any fun if you were willing."
"Willing !" he replied, "How would anyone be willing to endure that ?"
"You'd be surprised." replied Rachel as she smiled to Sarah and Mandy.
Kevin got up to make his apologies.
"You're leaving us then ?" Mandy asked.
Rachel followed him as he walked past her to the front door.
"look, I'm sorry," he said, "You're very attractive but..."
Rachel stopped him mid sentence, she'd heard what he was about to
say a hundred times. You're very nice but I'm not into kinky sex or I'm
not into domination, or any excuse just to get out.
"It's ok, I'm sorry too." Rachel said with a smile.
"Just one question before I go though ?"
"No," she said before he was able to ask, "They're not related just alike, and just my flat mates."
He smiled as she shut the door behind him, his van disappeared into the night.
Returning to the lounge she sat opposite Sarah and Mandy and
asked what their next course of action should be.
"You could always go shopping for a new television." they said |
