Becoming Lady Latex II

II. Rescue so close

When the two thugs had left, Susan had started to fight her bonds, but soon had had to find out that there was no chance of an escape. The cuffs kept her wrists in an iron grip, and with her gloved fingers, she had not the slightest chance to try any of these tricks they used in the movies to open such handcuffs. She had tried to flail with her legs or to stamp against the foot end of her bed, but she had been too securely tied for doing so. the fact that she was wearing boots had allowed the two burglars to tie her ankles extremely tight to the stick spreading her legs without cutting off her circulation and so, a little squirming was all the helpless woman could do.

Working on her gag had been to no avail, too. Susan had tried to push against the balled up panties with her tongue, but the ball strapped between her jaws, together with the layers of tape, had frustrated her attempts after a short while. Also, it had been fruitless when she had tried to rub off her pantyhose hood and so, all she could do had been to concentrate on breathing through the panties and pantyhose hooding her and trying not to choke from her mouthfilling gag. Susan hated the taste of her used underwear, but they had now got soaked with her saliva, forcing her to swallow, although she almost retched with disgust.

Then, there was the rope between her legs. First, she had simply ignored it in her frantic attempts to get free or to at least alert anyone, but now, she felt it`s constant pressure on her sex. When she kept her legs straight and lay still, the rope didn`t chaff her much, but it still was there and reminded her of her humiliating position. And if she squirmed only a little, the rope felt like a massage.

„Mmmhrrrrrrmmmmmm!“

Susan screamed through her gag with sheer frustration. Why did she have to end up like this? Topless, bound and gagged by some robbers who took no care of her well-being. Sometimes, Susan had had phantasies about being trussed up and gagged, but now, reality was that in the best case, she would be found like this, which would be more than embarrassing. However, the alternative was to stay bound and helpless for the short rest of her life.

***

Unbeknownst to Susan, there was someone very close who was aware of the fact that two men had visited her. Moments before the two robbers had left her flat, Cassandra, her neighbour, had come home and had seen the two men walking down the stairs.

„Well, that`s strange“, Cassandra thought. She only occasionally lived at that building and so, she only knew her neighbour Susan from seeing and saying hello. But Cassandra had always considered Susan as a shy person who hardly was visited by men. And these two young men in their black clothes had somehow not looked like they had been Susan`s coworkers.

„Maybe, it was her son and his friend, or something like that. But maybe, she is just not what it seems!“

Cassandra was the last to judge Susan for inviting young men to her flat to fulfil her carnal desires. After all, she was not quite what she seemed to be either.

For some 90 to 95 percent of the year, Cassandra was a respectable mother of two nearly grown up children, a loving wife and lived the unspectacular life of someone who did not have any financial problems. But every one or two months, Cassandra left her small town for London, allegedly to visit some old friends.

The flat in the Docklands really belonged to one of Cassandra`s former classmates, but she was working as a journalist and travelled around the world, hardly ever visiting London and so, she had handed the keys to Cassandra and allowed her to live at her flat whenever she wanted to.

Cassandra loved being in London, especially at night. Here, she could go out and live some sides of her life her husband would have tolerated, but not shared, had she ever told him about them. She never betrayed him, but from time to time, she felt the urge to live her secret fetishes.

Her fondness of silk was something she could even tell her neighbours, for it wasn`t unusual that she loved how the smooth material caressed her skin and that it felt like being naked whilst one was covered at the same time. But sometimes, Cassandra – Silky Cassandra, as she sometimes called herself – liked to combine her silk clothes with some outfits that would have unsettled her small town people.

Now, Cassandra was looking at herself in the big wand mirror, enjoying what she saw. She was stark naked and posed, striking her long, honey blond hair from her shoulders and thrusting out her ample breasts. Cassandra had often been told that she looked younger than her 44 years and though none of her friends had said that, she especially liked that her round 34F boobs still did not sag.

Carefully, Cassandra chose a pair of lacy black panties and put them on, enjoying the feeling of the silk on her sensitive skin. Then, she put on a black garter belt and matching fishnet stockings. Though she had seen it a hundred times, she still liked the sight of her garter belt and the straps framing the black silk triangle of her panties.

Now, she put on a white, slightly transparent skirt that reached to her ankles, followed by a pair of high heeled black boots. Being a tallish woman of 5`7``, Cassandra loved how these made her legs look endless and emphasized her forms.

Though the look of her wearing the long skirt whilst being topless pleased her, she reached for something she had just bought the day before: a bright red latex corset. Wearing latex things was Cassandra`s second fetish in clothes, but unlike Susan, she had no problems with wearing them in public or to rummage through fetish stores – when she was in London where nobody knew who she was. However, since she was more than a bit busty, it had taken her some time to find a corset that could take hold of her ample boobs without squeezing them too much.

It was a bit bothersome to put on the corset without help, but finally, she managed to tighten the laces and when she again posed in front of the mirror, she found it looked marvellous. Her arms and shoulders were still naked, but now, her body and breasts were encased in the tight latex corset and whilst the rubber caressed her skin, the corset also emphasized her cleavage.

„Tonight, I won`t need to pay for my drinks!“

Of course, Cassandra didn`t rely on alms, but it felt flattering when men showed her that she was an attractive and sexy woman.

„Lock up your sons, Silky Cassandra`s in town!“, she thought when she took her handbag and left her flat. In the corridor, she looked at Susan`s door and frowned when she saw that it was only ajar. Like her own door, it often refused to remain closed if someone forgot to turn the key. Obviously, Susan had been quite busy with her two visitors to forget about that.

„Well, if I see her tomorrow, I will perhaps tell her about it“, Cassandra thought and left for the Underground station.

***

Strapped to her bed and in enforced silence, Susan had tried to calm down and to concentrate on anything that could help her in her plight. Some time ago – she had no idea how many minutes or hours had passed, since she could not see the clock well enough with the pantyhose hooding her head – Susan had heard steps on the corridor, maybe her neighbour Cassandra, according to the sound of Stiletto heels on the tiles. She had tried to call for help, but the layers of her gag had reduced her moaning to a faint sound that didn`t reach the corridor. She had sobbed from frustration, but now, something else more and more distracted her.

„Damn this mean rope between my legs! How can something so harmless be so irritating?“

From time to time, Susan had had to move and shift her position, just to avoid cramping and each time, the rope had teased her. It felt like a finger pressing on her most sensitive spot, caressing it with surprising tenderness. And of course, she could control these moves by moving her hips or legs.

„Mph!“

After some wriggling, Susan stopped and felt her cheeks redden. She had given in on experimenting with the rope a bit, but how could she show such an indecent behaviour? What would anyone who found her think of her?

„If anyone ever finds me!“

Again, panic was coming up within her and Susan tried to concentrate on something less frightening. However, bound and gagged as she was, there was little she could do to distract herself – except from playing with the rope.

„Just a little bit! Just to get rid of that strange tingling between my legs! At least, I can stop when I hear that someone`s coming!“

Indeed, the rope, though upholstered by her pantyhose, was chaffing her cleft and it also rubbed the triangle of her latex panties against her pubic mound. This feeling was irritating and not completely unpleasant, if only-

„Mhhmmmm! Uuuhhmmm! Mmmhhmm!“

Susan began to move her hips, allowing the rope to grind over her soft flesh. She was half aware what she was doing and her ratio told her to stop immediately, but at the same time, it felt good. Or maybe, even better. She closed her eyes and squirmed on her bed, trying to find a rhythm in moving her legs and hips to allow the rope to massage her now moist pussy.

„Hhmmmm! Mmhhmmmm! Uuhhmmmm!“

Strays of warmth and exitement were radiating from her middle, through her body. Susan accelerated her moves, panting heavily through her nose and sighing through her pantygagged mouth. Now, she was covered with sweat and the panties hooding her clung to her face, but Susan just concentrated on her womb. She reared up her pelvis, thrusting her middle against the rope and rubbing her clit against it. Soon, very soon, she would -

„Wow!“

The female voice was like a bucket of ice cold water. Susan opened her eyes and tried to figure out who was it that had caught her in the act. She blushed like a beetroot and pulled on her spreader bar in vain, trying to get her thighs a bit closer together.

Cassandra had already been in the city when she had recognized that she had forgotten her keys in her flat. Her first reaction had been to call a Mister Minute, but then, she remembered that her friend had told her that she had given her neighbour a key for such occasions. Cassandra was not keen on interrupting her evening, but she knew that it would be inpolite to ring at Susan`s door after midnight. So, she went back to the house and reached Susan`s door at about 11 p. m..

„So, she still hasn`t recognized that the door is only ajar“, she wondered. She was about to ring the bell anyway when she heard a faint moaning from inside, barely audible on the corridor.

„So, she`s obviously still awake and watching TV!“

Cassandra knocked and now, the door swang open. Her eyes fell on the next door that opened to the sleeping/living room. Like her own, this was dominated by a huge bed and on this bed, Cassandra coud see a woman that was squirming and letting out sighs and mews.

Cassandra`s first thought was that she had seen her neighbour masturbating and she was about to leave, close the door and call a locksmith, but then, she recognized more of the details. Susan was not only lying on her bed, she was tied to it. Her arms, covered with black opera gloves, were stretched to her sides and her legs were tied to a long bar, forcing her thighs open. Cassandra went closer and saw that a rope was tied around the woman`s waist and between her legs and that she was pushing her pelvis against this rope. Except for her pantyhose, panties and boots, the woman was stark naked and her ample breasts, covered with a film of perspiration, were heaving from her heavy breathing.

With dismay, Cassandra saw that the woman had a hood, obviously a pantyhose, pulled over her head and several layers of tape covered the lower half of her face. Then, an overwhelming fragrance, a mixture of sweat, perfume and female arousal, reached Cassandra`s nose.

„Wow!“, she repeated and sat on the side of the bed. „I had no idea that that`s your hidden secret!“

„Mmhhmmmph! Nnngggg! Mph!“

Susan vigorously shook her head and tried to make it clear to Cassandra she now had recognized that this was not a kinky game, but a crime. She blushed even deeper when she realized what kind of show she had offered to her neighbour, but now, at least her ordeal was over.

„Well, I have to admit that this is quite an intriguing thing to see“, Cassandra purred. She bent forward and let her index finger wander over Susan`s right breast, circling around her hardened nipple. Then, she cupped her breast with her hand, squeezing it a bit.

„Mmhrrrrrmm! Uuuhhmmm!“

Susan pulled on her bonds and screamed through her gag. What was this woman thinking she was doing? Did she consider this a game she could join in?

Obviously, this was exactly the fact, for Cassandra now put her other hand on Susan`s left breast and bent over her, bringing her head close to Susan`s. Her long hair fell on the lying woman that still frantically tried to tell Cassandra to stop.

„My, my, if your visitors have left you like this for hours, you must be bored to death! That is, it seems to me that you found a way to pass the time!“

Susan groaned with frustration. When would Cassandra stop playing with her, free her and call the police? Still, the woman had her hands on her boobs and since she was sitting bent over her, it was only when Cassandra was grabbed from behind that Susan realized her former captors had come back.

„Whaauuuhmmmph!“

It happened so quickly Cassandra could not even utter a scream. An arm was slung around her neck and pressed against her mouth from behind whilst another pinned her arms to her body. She felt that she was lifted from the bed and was about to flail when strong hands grabbed her ankles.

„All right, I closed the door! Now, what shall we do with this one?“

„Mhmmmph! Hhhrrrrmmm!“

Cassandra now tried to break free in earnest, but the man just increased his grip on her throat until she stopped fighting, fearing to suffocate. She was a tall and sportive woman, but these men sure were stronger than her.

So, Cassandra watched in enforced silence and with fearful eyes as the other man took his mobile and sent a message. Then, to her bewilderment, he even took a photo of her, obviously sending it to the person he was talking to. Then, he turned his attention to Cassandra:

„Good news! Our employer has not only decided that Susan is exactly what she is looking for, but you are also welcome to her house. So, you won`t have to separate from your friend – after all, you seemed to be quite interested in her.“

Now, both women moaned and tried to plead, but the man just took the roll of duct tape and ripped off a piece. When he approached Cassandra, the other one withdrew his arm, allowing him to seal the blonde`s lips.

„Mhhmmph!“

Now, they forced Cassandra on her knees and began wrapping tape around her wrists, tying them palm to palm. The woman protested through her gag, but mercilessly, the men forced her elbows together and looped some rounds of tape around them, too. Now, Cassandra ached with pain, but Susan, although mad with fear, was fascinated by another detail: her elbow tie forced Cassandra to thrust out her anyway big boobs and now, the corset was about to burst and cut into her flesh. Soon, Cassandra was about to hyperventilate.

„Oh, of course, let me help you!“

Quickly, one of the men opened the laces and the corset flew from Cassandra, exposing her ample breasts and causing her to yelp.

„I just wanted to be helpful“, the man said, reaching around Cassandra to knead her breasts.

„Mmhmmph! Mhm!“

„Just behave and you won`t get hurt!“

Cassandra`s eyes widened with alarm when the other man pushed up her long silk skirt, but although he licked his lips when he looked at her gartered stockings and her black silk panties, he just folded her left leg and tightly tied her ankle to her thigh, so that her heel dug into the little gap between her thigh and her buttock. He repeated the procedure to Cassandra`s other leg, forcing her to sit with spread legs, her skirt crumpled around her hips.

„Mmhmmmm! Uuhhmmm!“

„I know that you need a better gag, but first things first!“

Together, they lifted her up and sat her on the bed. to the dismay of both Cassandra and Susan, they made her sit on Susan`s thighs, then, one of them ripped away the skirt with a single yank.
„We will have to wait for another three or four hours until we can leave, but kind as we are, we will help you to get more acquainted right now!“

„Mmmhhrrrrrrmmm!“

Cassandra was perplexed by the rapid turns of events. Only some 15 minutes ago, she had thought that it would be a normal Friday evening, interrupted only by her forgotten key. Then, she had thought hat she had interrupted her neighbours kinky sex game and had decided to join the game a bit. But now, she was half naked and tied up and gagged by two burglars who were talking about doing terrible things to them both.

She could see Susan stare at her from under her pantyhose hood. Now, Cassandra saw with horror that Susan also had a white pair of panties pulled over her head. Then, her thoughts were distracted by the men touching her.

„Nnngg! Mhph!“

„Mmhrrrmmm! Uuuhhmmmmm!“, Susan joined in the muffled protest. The men had loosened her crotch rope`s end from the spreader bar, but only to pull it a little tighter around her waist and between her legs. Then, they had threaded the ends through Cassandra`s legs, pulled them upwards and knotted them over her elbow ties, tightening this tie even more. Now, Cassandra was left with some choises that all were more than humiliating.

First, she could try to sit as relaxed as possible on Susan`s thighs. However, since her butt was forced down between Susan`s open legs by gravity, this meant that the rope was chaffing her between her legs. To avoid this, Cassandra tried to raise to her knees, but this position, she could not keep for more than a few seconds. With a sigh, she fell forward, pressing her boobs against Susan`s who commented this attack with an annoyed grunt.

„I`ve got an idea, too!“, the other man now said, sounding like a boy on a playground that had just invented a new game. Perhaps, it was a game to him, but to the two bound and gagged women, it was just another ordeal.

From the items still lying around, he chose two latex collars and tied them around Susan`s and Cassandra`s neck, taking care that they were tight, but not cutting off breathing. Then, he took an iron chain and padlocked one end to one of the rings in Cassandra`s collar.

„Lay down, good doggie!“

Cassandra had no other choice than to bend forward when the man pulled on her leash. She shook her upper body when once again Susan`s boobs touched hers, but the man pulled the chain tight before cuffing it to Susan`s collar, too.

When he let her go, Cassandra tried to pull back, but now, she was trapped not only by the rope through both their crotches, but also by her neck. Even when she arched back as much as she could and tried to squirm away from Susan, the tops of their breasts were still mashed against each other, causing their moist skin to rub over that of the unwilling companion. In addition, trying to part their boobs meant getting her pelvis closer to Susan`s. Though this also would have taken some pressure from the rope chaffing her inner thighs, Cassandra desperately tried to get their loins as far away from each other as possible.

„Mmhhhrrrrmmm! Uuuhhmmmmm! Mmhhmmph!“

„Mmhhmmph! Uuhhmmm!“

Susan, who had little to no control over both their bodies movements, joined in Cassandra`s frantic moaning, as the blonde tried to find a tolerable position, continuously shifting her body and pulling on Susan`s crotch rope. The men watched with glee and now, they took off their hoods.

„They won`t be able to tell anyone about us anyway. And speaking of their ability to talk...“

He grabbed the waistband of Cassandra`s panties and pulled. The woman mewed with alarm, increased her flailing (much to Susan`s discomfort) and her eyes widened with fear, pain and embarrassment when the silk was pulled deepoer and deper between her legs. Finally, the panties tore and the man ynked them free. The look on Cassandra`s face when the crotch rope now touched her naked flesh would have been funny under other circumstances.

„What do you think, are they tasty enough for a good gag?“, the man asked, sniffing on Cassandra`s panties before handing the mover to his accomplice. He too enjoyed the fragrance before he nodded.

„They will do, but I think they are a bit small for her big mouth!“

„Mmhhmm? Nnnnggg!“

Cassandra`s protests became quite vocal when she realized what the men intended to do. however, the smaller of the men now took his box cutter and reached for the waistband of Susan`s panties.

„Mmhrrrmmmm!“

Susan squirmed and screamed through her pantygag, but the man cut the sides of her latex panties and managed to rip them from her body. Now, the crotch rope was only upholstered by her pantyhose and Susan could feel how the ropes, always kept tight by Cassandra`s frantic squirming, tried to find a way inside her.

Slowly, and with considerable glee, the man now balled up Cassandra`s panties before he held Susan`s wet and smelly garment to her nose. Susan, who had been very close to climax when Cassandra had interrupted her, could smell the fragrance even through the panties covering her nose and she blushed deeply when she saw Cassandra twist her eyes and trying to turn her head away. However, the other man had grabbed her hair and forced her to hold her head still.

He now wrapped the torn latex panties around Cassandra`s silk ones, forming a considerably big ball. Then, he nodded towards his companion, who, without easing his grip on Cassandra`s scalp, ripped the tape from her lips.

„Aauuhhmmmph! Mmhhrrrrmmm! Uuhhmm!“

Cassandra really fought to avoid being gagged with another woman`s used underwear. She squirmed and twitched and Susan felt as if the taller woman was literally squeezing her to death. In addition, Cassandra tried to keep her jaws closed, but the men worked together on the helpless woman. One kept her hair in a vice grip and squeezed her nose shut with his other hand whilst number two pushed the two pairs of panties deeper and deeper into her cheeks and throat. Her moans were reduced to grunts and a faint gurgling, accompanied by a retching sound when the massive wad reached the back of her throat.

When even the strong burglar could not get the gag any further, he took a silk scarf and wound it twice around Cassandra`s head and between her lips before knotting it off at the back of her neck. Thrashing wildly, Cassandra tried to shake off this cleave gag, but the men were far from being finished. Whilst one prevented her from wriggling the gag over her chin, the other one tore her silk skirt into half. Then, he bound one piece over her mouth, covering her face from nose to chin.

„Mmmhrrrrmmmm! Uuhhhmmmm!“

Cassandra still tried to fight when now this gag was secured by a dozen rounds of tape, sealing her mouth and reducing her screams to a faint moaning. As a finishing touch, they wrapped the other half of the skirt over her head and knotted it at her nape.

„Now, feel free to enjoy yourself in any way you can!“

Cassandra, who had not spent the last hours in tight and inescapable bondage, still tried to find a way to get free. She pulled on her bonds, tried to shift her position to reach one of the knots and screamed through her gag. Susan could see the silk over her nose vibrate from her frantic moaning and from her desperate breathing.

Since they both were tied together like they were, each of cassandra`s moves had consequences on Susan, too. The constant rubbing and touching of their boobs had already caused her nipples to grow hard again and she was afraid that Cassandra would notice it – although the blonde had reacted the same way, maybe from fear or maybe from the perpetual massage.

However, things were worse down below. The crotch rope now was pulled between Susan`s labia and there wasn`t a second the rope wasn`t moving. The same time, Cassandra`s tight bondage didn`t allow her to squirm too much and so, the rope could not become painfully tight. It was more like a teasing. An irritating, yet exiting teasing and Susan felt that-

„Mmhhmmph! Uuhmmm!“

With horror, Susan realized that her body was about to respond to the involutary caresses.

„No, I mustn`t do that, No!“

However, it was too late. To be fair, it has to be said that, whilst the rope between Cassandra`s legs was not touching her clit, it was an irritating, but not quite arousing feeling for the woman on the top, but Susan had the rope caressing her most intimate parts and besides, she had been on the brink of orgasm before the interruption.

Desperately, Susan tried to think of something asexual – like being assaulted in her own flat and the prospect of being kidnapped to an even worse fate, for example. But her treacherous body seemed to have decided to cope with the situation otherwise. She felt her hips beginning top move and thrust out her pelvis.

„Mhhmmph!“

From beneath her hood, Cassandra, who seemed to have felt what was going on, moaned a protest and Susan blinked at her apologetically.

„Forgive me, Cassandra!“, she thought, but at the same time, she began to move faster and closed her eyes. First, she felt Cassandra trying to stop her, but then, exhaustion stopped her fight and suddenly, she felt that Cassandra was moving more steadily and obviously tried to adjust to he rhythm.

„Mhhmmm! Uuhhmmmm! Mmhhmmm!“

„Mph! Mph! Mhhhrrrrmmmm!“, Susan answered when she felt that Cassandra now was moving her hips, too, literally riding her. Everything seemed to become less and less important – the fact that they were naked, bound and gagged in the hands of two criminals, that these men were watching their growing arousal, even the fact that actually she was into men. Now, all that counted was her desire and it seemed that Cassandra saw it that way, too.

„Mhmmph?“

„Uuuhhmmm! Nnnnnnggg!“

Suddenly, Susan felt a short tug on her head and suddenly, Cassandra`s upper body went from her own. Moments later, she felt that the crotch rope was loosened and Cassandra was pulled away from her and sat to the foot end of the bed.

„Mmhrrmmm!“

Like a protest, Susan once more thrusted up her pelvis, but the men just laughed and whilst one helped the panting and sweating Cassandra to sit upright, the other one said:

„Sorry, Ladies, but we have to prepare you for leaving now. Besides, I am not sure whether our employer wants you to get off completely. Maybe, you will only be allowed to reach climax as a reward for behaving well and so, sorry, but I won`t take any risks!“

The captive`s arousal was more and more replaced by sheer panic by the man`s words.

***