Warning: This story features bondage and non-consensual sexual content.

Context: This is a short story written for Day 21 of Kinktober 2024 using the prompt words Innocent and Twist.

“It’s beautiful.”

“Yes it really is. Try holding it up to the light.”

I lifted the crystal above my head, holding it towards the ceiling chandelier. The shape was unique, twisting into a spiral. The light refracted and bounced within its curls to create sparkling rainbow colours.

“This has to be worth a fortune” I marvelled.

“It certainly is. So I should probably...”

“Ah of course. Here.”

I handed the crystal back to Amelia. She set it back inside an indent in a velvet-lined pad, which she placed back inside the glass display. It sat alongside many other lavish pieces of expensive jewellery.

I enjoyed the rare splurge on some shiny item, but most of these were well outside my budget. Despite this, Amelia always indulged me and my window-shopping, occasionally even letting me hold or try on a piece.

I was still staring fascinated at the spiral crystal, so engrossed that I didn’t notice the front door’s lock click, or the shift in mood in the shop.

I did notice someone had walked right up beside me. I looked up to see a young woman wearing a black balaclava with large holes for her eyes and mouth. She wore a small black halter top and blue skinny jeans, showing off a curvy figure and a generous rump. She had a duffel bag hanging from a strap over her left shoulder.

Her gloved right hand held a pistol, pointed straight at me. My body went numb.

“Hey there cutie. Mind stepping over to the back with everyone else?”

I lifted my hands, walking backwards, bumping against a display case as I went. The woman chuckled and waved her gun to direct me.

Amelia, two other shoppers and myself were corralled behind the displays and the checkout desk into the back area. To the left was an office with large windows and the blinds down. To the right was a workshop area.

We were all directed to sit on the floor, hands on our heads. The thief reached under the checkout desk with some small tool and a moment later, snipped wires were hanging loose.

“There. No pesky silent alarm. It’ll be just us girls~”

She surveyed the four of us looking up at her terrified. She pointed at the other two shoppers.

“You two. Sit back-to-back. And you and you. Here.”

From her duffel bag she pulled out several coils of rope and tossed them to me and Amelia.

“Tie them together. And make sure it’s tight. I’ll be checking.”

Amelia gave me a silent look of resignation and kneeled down. I nervously followed suit. The thief began unlocking display cases, grabbing the most valuable items and placing them into her bag.

My hands were shaking as I did my best to bind the silent woman in front of me. Amelia finished faster than I did, and slid over to help me finish the job. She redid some of the loose ropes I’d applied to ensure they passed inspection.

I whispered quietly to Amelia, “Do you think we should-”

“Shh!”

She quickly silenced me with no follow-up remarks. It was a good thing she did, because suddenly the thief was standing right behind me. She was holding the spiral crystal in her hands, admiring it.

“Beautiful. This was the crown jewel I came here for.”

She pocketed it and turned to us.

“All done here girls? Let’s find out. Hmm. Not bad at all. Just needs a few additions~”

We stood aside as the thief applied a few additional ropes, tying the two girls to each other by the waist, and then to a pipe attached to the wall.

I surprised when she pulled out a small pair of scissors, since undoing the work we all just did would make no sense. With a wide grin, she reached up the first bound woman’s dress. A quick snip-snip and then her hand came back grasping the woman’s panties.

She leaned over to the second woman and stroked her chin, then her lips. It was such a gentle teasing touch, but the implied threat from the gun holstered to her hip hung heavy in everyone’s mind. The second woman opened her mouth, inviting in the balled-up panties formerly worn by her captive-in-arms.

A large cloth was wrapped around her mouth and knotted off, an effective over-the-mouth gag to keep the panties in. The thief repeated the process with the other girl, swapping the source and target of the gag, resulting in the two girls chewing on each other's panties.

“Alright should keep you nice and quiet~ Alright, you two! Face the wall. It’s your turn.”

Amelia and I stood against the office’s windows. The thief expertly lashed our wrists closed within several tight loops of rope. With Amelia she bound her legs as well, and sat her next to the pair. She turned back to me, a devious glint in her eye.

“You’re coming in here with me cutie. Let’s see if we can find something valuable. I expect the rest of you to stay still and quiet, or there’ll be consequences.”

I was grabbed and marched over to the office door. She opened it and pulled me inside, closing the door behind us. The blinds were still down, so we could no longer see outside nor could the others see in.

The thief circled me slowly, her hand drifting over me, stroking my face and chest. She looked me up and down, examining my tight light pink dress.

“Mmmm. I like you blondie. I wonder...”

She stepped closer and lifted my chin.

“... how you taste~”

“Mhhm?”

Her lips pressed against mine. She pulled me into her, my hips bumping against her hips and our chests rubbing together. I was astounded by the sudden intimacy. I tried to pull back, unable to push her off since my hands remained well bound despite all my tugging. Her arms circled me and held me in place.

She kissed me harder. The soft cotton of the balaclava brushed against my cheeks. One hand held the back of my head, the other caressed my back, slowly drifting downwards. She was firm yet tender. My initial shock gave way to curiosity. Her tongue probed against my lips and I found myself letting them part. She French-kissed me intensely, and my ability to resist sapped away. The passion of her embrace was contagious.

Her hand released my head, as now I was too lost in the moment to resist. My hands were still shifting against the ropes, but more from restlessness than attempting to escape. She reached down to the hem of my dress and pulled it high, above my waist. She grabbed my exposed asscheek and squeezed it roughly.

She broke off the kiss briefly, letting me moan and catch my breath. Before I could speak, she dipped in for another. Her pressure was slowly pushing me backwards, which I hadn’t noticed at all until my butt bumped against a table, rattling it against the wall.

The thief gave me one last smooch before releasing me and stepping back. At that moment I heard a clattering sound and saw that the blinds had just retracted up to the ceiling, uncovering the window. We looked at three faces staring in, seeing us standing awfully close together.

“Heh. Nearly gave them a bit of a show. Let’s get this wrapped up~”

She neatened up her clothing, while I still wrist-bound didn’t have that luxury. I could feel my dress still resting embarrassingly high on the curve of my butt.

I was marched back outside. The thief instructed Amelia and I to sit back-to-back beside another pole much like the one the first pair was bound to. She arranged and tied us together like them, fastened to each other and the pole. I almost groaned when I saw the scissors come out. That was one part I didn’t want replicated.

I was gagged second. As I tasted Amelia’s panties, I was shocked to notice they already felt damp. Before the OTM gag went on, the thief paused. She grinned at me, then reached inside her own jeans with the scissors.

snip-snip

“An extra special parting gift for you blondie~”

She pushed her panties into my mouth very slowly, savouring the moment, much like I was forced to savour her underwear. It too was soaked with arousal. The two pairs mingled in my mouth, a cocktail of juices on my tongue. The tight cloth around my mouth sealed them in.

“Time for me to make my exit darlings. You’ve all been wonderful. Some lucky customer will come by sooner or later and find you.”

She grabbed her duffel bag of ill-gotten gains and departed for the front door, almost with a skip in her step. She unlocked it, tucked the gun into the bag, and pulled the balaclava off just as she stepped outside into the open air.

The moment the door closed again, the bound collective burst into activity. The other pair and I instantly kicked into urgent struggling.

Amelia seemed resigned. The ropes did seem very secure and difficult to slip out of or untie. But even so, I wished she’d try a little. I was more impatient to be free than most given the extra helping of mouth stuffing I had. Hopefully there’d be someone interested in jewellery walking by soon.

I was a little uncomfortable in the cold sterile room in the police station. Just a table and a few chairs. I'd been waiting a while for the officers to return with the final news of what they’d found.

At last the door opened and the two officers re-entered, sitting opposite me at the table.

“Well Miss Stevens, thank you for your testimony. We’ve now heard from all four women. I just want to clarify, everything you told us was the truth?”

“What? Yes of course it was!”

“Hmm I see. Because you stated that when you were brought into the office, the thief searched for valuables while you watched. And nothing else.”

“Y... yes...”

I had neglected to mention our make-out session. It was embarrassing to say the least to suggest I had been so easily seduced.

“Yet the other three independently confirmed they witnessed you two in passionate embrace. As if you knew each other. As if you were... partners.”

“Wait wait that’s not how it was...”

“The thief knew about quite a bit in advance. The silent alarm. The most valuable items to take. You visit that store a lot, don’t you Miss Stevens?”

“No this isn’t right. I didn’t do anything!”

“You say that. Yet when we searched your purse, we found... this.”

The officer placed a small clear bag on the table. Inside it was a crystal with a unique spiral shape.

“I... I never took that!”

“Your fingerprints are all over it.”

“No I can explain that!”

“Explain it to a judge. With what we have, it’ll be an open and shut case. Given the high value of the stolen goods and the act of kidnapping and taking hostages at gunpoint, you'll be going to a maximum-security prison for a long time. You think the bindings you helped put on those girls was tough? Wait until you see what’s in store for you.”

My pleas of innocence were ignored as I was tightly handcuffed and taken away.

Outside a cafe by the beach, Amelia shared a drink with a young woman with a curvy figure. She leaned over for a kiss.

“I quit my job at that jeweller’s yesterday. I've applied for a new position at a high-end antique store across town. We'll hit it after a few months.”

“Splendid darling! Try to find another blonde as the fall-gal. They’re so much fun~”