Jamie grinned underneath his mask as he looked at the two girls in front of him tied to chairs. Both girls were unconscious, their heads tilted forward spilling their hair across their chests, and as he inspected their bonds. He had bound them identically with brown rope around their wrists, elbows, chest, waist, thighs, knees, and ankles. Additional ropes at the chest and thigh kept them pinned down to the kitchen chairs he had dragged over and he had dug out panties from their laundry baskets to gag the other girl, kept in with multiple wraps of duct tape around their heads and over their glorious hair.
Looking at the two 20 year olds with a grin, he couldn’t think of how they could be more opposite from each other. Brianne Wang on the left was as about as angelic and innocent as could be. A sweet girl, always smiling and laughing with a beautiful singing voice to match. Hadn’t had a boyfriend yet from what he knew, spending her time studying, singing a cappella, and eating out with her friends. What a sweet, soft girl. He thought to himself as he brushed aside some of her long brown hair. She wore a comfy sweater, leggings, and brown Blundstone boots on her feet.
Meanwhile, the girl in the other chair he probably could’ve classified as a demon. Hailey Li on the other hand, was well known as a wild girl. A party girl and heartbreaker with a penchant for leather clothing and boots, she was fiery, stubborn, and could hand out quite a tongue lashing if she felt that you deserved it (which was always). She wore black leather ankle boots, black leather leggings, a white crop top and a black leather jacket and her long black hair spilled over her shoulders as her head lay on her right shoulder.
Jamie shook his head. The fact that these two were even friends would come as a shock to most, especially since Asian parents were usually rather strict about who their children lived with. Brianne probably would have steered clear of Hailey on any given day, except that supposedly they had done an internship together back in first year and had bonded during work. It didn’t seem like Hailey’s attitudes didn’t rub off on Brianne at all, so Jamie had to give her more credit than he thought. Although that type of stubbornness was heavily discouraged where these two were going.
He had struck just as Hailey had been heading out to go to a party, grabbing her in the front yard and dragging her behind the hedge with a chloroform cloth clamped over her mouth. She had fought wildly but the neighbourhood street was rather quiet and no one was around to hear the kicks of the martial arts trained girl. Laying her down behind the hedge, he had crept into the house and surprised Brianne in the hallway, the chloroform making short work of her as well. It had only taken a few minutes to carry Hailey inside the house, drag Brianne over to the kitchen chairs and then grab his bag from outside the door and go to work with the ropes and duct tape. Stepping away from his bound captives, he left the house to go get his van and park it in the driveway. Slinging some duffle bags over his shoulder, he whistled to himself as he went back into the house, ready to ransack some of their nicer belongings before shipping them out along with the girls. Walking past the main room, he backtracked to stare at the girls. Don’t you just want to cop a feel. His mind told him as his eyes flicked between Hailey’s partially exposed breasts teased by her crop top, and Brianne’s medium breasts that tented her sweater outwards. Come on, we’ve got lots of time. Just one squeeze. Jamie shook his head as his other inner voice started fighting back. Be a professional man! You’ve got work to do and a house to clear out, leave the girls alone.
He stood frozen in the doorway for a minute before his inner angel voice won over and he headed to the back rooms. There wasn’t too much for him to scoop up. It was a typical college girl haul, laptops, phones, headphones, some designer clothes although he did find that Hailey spent a lot of money on outfits to go out and packed one of her suitcases full of clothes and pairs of boots. Maybe he could play dress up with her when he took her back to his safehouse. You want to do a lot more than just play dress up with that sexy girl huh. His inner devil teased as he held up a corset. Jamie tossed it into the suitcase and zipped it up, wondering how the slender raven haired girl would look in leather thigh boots, the corset, a collar, and an armbinder. Maybe he will find out soon.
Brianne’s room was much more uneventful. Jamie had been hoping to find something kinky, a pair of handcuffs, a vibrator, something. The most innocent girls were usually the kinkiest but it turns out Brianne truly was an innocent girl. I bet she’s a virgin, that would feel so great. Jamie groaned, his inner demon was back again. Don’t you dare! A virgin increases her sale price a ton!. Inner angel countered. He licked his lips at the thought of popping her cherry, but the dollar signs won out again and he relented as he closed the door to her room.
With his loot stashed away in the van, he walked back into the front room to see the two girls were now awake and squirming against the ropes binding them. Brianne looked absolutely terrified with the situation that she found herself in, while Hailey looked angry, growling behind her gag and glaring at him as he entered the room.
She’s so hot when she’s angry. I bet she’s really good at giving blowjobs. His inner demon told him as he met her angry gaze. Cut it out! We can’t get distracted just because they’re hot. We snatch hot girls all the time. Inner angel countered. If you’re going to do something stupid at least do it at the safehouse.
Jamie told himself that he would try out to see how good of a blowjob she could give, but only with a ringgag. She looked angry enough to take a bite out of him so he wasn’t about to let her teeth anywhere near him. He stroked his chin as he lost himself in thought. Maybe he would tell her that if she gave a good enough blowjob he would let her go. Then he got an idea. What if I told her that their freedom depends on Brianne’s ability to give a blowjob. Actually that might not be great, she’s probably never seen a cock before.
He would fix that. Brianne would likely spend the next couple months of her life sucking on dildos or with a rubber cock strapped into her mouth, but she didn’t know that yet. Jamie stopped in front of her and put his fingers under her chin, forcing her to look up at him with tear filled eyes. Make her give you a blowjob right now! His inner demon screamed at him, seeing those wide, expressive eyes. She looked so cute, it was hard to resist. Save it. Inner angel scolded him.
He turned his attention to Hailey, who was directing muffled curses in his direction. Leather squeaked under the ropes as she struggled, straining her body against the chair but Jamie’s ropework held firm. He loved how her body looked as she struggled and writhed her body side to side, but she was going nowhere. “As much as you look hot when you’re angry, you don’t need to see anything for the next little while.” He teased as he pulled out a black scarf and tied it over her eyes.
A second scarf covered Brianne’s eyes, cutting off her sight as she whimpered and Jamie felt himself very turned on by that sound. The sound of a helpless girl unable to do a single thing. He pulled his mask off, now that the girls didn’t have the ability to see his face and got to work with the final stage of the kidnapping. Laying out the pair of larger duffle bags on the floor, he started with Hailey as she was going to provide the most resistance. He untied the ropes binding her thighs and chest to the chair and lifted her off of the chair and onto the floor.
Hailey did not make it easy for him. Every chance she got, she bucked and squirmed, using her whole body to try and kick out at him. She made contact once, the round toes of her boots colliding solidly with his side causing him to grunt before he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. “If you keep this up, I’ll have to punish you and your cute roommate over there.”
He let her go but she kept up her struggles, squirming around, kicking, and generally fighting Jamie as he dragged a duffle bag over beside her. The sound of leather squeaking as she struggled was quite sexy, but he needed to put an end to that. Sighing at her continued resistance, he straddled her back, pinning her down to the floor and flicked out his switchblade, leaning in close to her ear as he pressed the cold metal against her neck. She immediately froze, feeling the blade against her neck. “If you don’t stop, I am going to cut your neck. And then I’ll cut your friend’s neck and your families are just going to find two bloody corpses when the police arrive. So shut up and quit struggling, or I simply end you two right here.”
Hailey stopped struggling after that, giving muffled ground and whimpers as Jamie sighed and grabbed the roll of duct tape. He took her hands and wrapped them up in duct tape, sealing her fingers in a silver mitt and not giving her any chance to work any of the knots. Finally caving to his inner demon, he groped her leather-clad butt a few times, eliciting angry squeals from his victim before his inner angel made him get back to work.
Next, he rolled her inside of the bag. He could tell there was a change in her attitude once the bag was drawn up around her and she began to struggle again, but by then it was too late. Jamie zipped up the bag, sealing the girl inside and buckled additional straps around the outside of the bag to compress the captive girl who could only squirm a little bit on the ground.
Brianne, still bound to the kitchen chair, was squirming around uncertainly, unsure of what the intruder was doing to her roommate. She soon found out though, when she was untied a minute later from the chair and also packed into a duffle bag. Her sobs were cut off as he zipped the bag up past her face to seal her inside and did up the straps. Wiping his forehead, he then picked up the bag containing Hailey, ignoring how the bag squirmed around on his shoulder as he carried her outside. It was quite dark now, which suited his purpose very well as he opened the back of the van and slid the bag containing the captive demon girl into the back. Extra straps were used to pin her in place against the floor of the van before he closed up and went back to get her roommate.
He could hear Brianne crying inside the bag as he hoisted her up over the shoulder with a smile. Patting her butt through the bag, he carried her out of the house and loaded her into the van beside her roommate, strapping another set of straps around her to keep her in place. Checking to make sure they could still breathe properly, he patted both of them. You should’ve played with the more in the house. His inner demon complained. You can’t see their sexy faces and bodies when they’re wrapped up inside of these bags!.
Work comes first, we’re professional. Bag the girls, get back to the safehouse, then you can do what you want with the girls.
But that leather clad ass…
Shutup. We’re bagging these two Asians and getting out of here before anyone realizes they’re gone.
Jamie sighed, knowing he couldn’t cave to his inner demon with the girls strapped up in the back and clambered out of the van. He was just about to close the doors when he heard heels clicking on the driveway near the sidewalk. “Hailey?” A girl’s voice called. “You better not have fallen asleep again on me.” She muttered to herself.
Another girl!. His inner demon screamed at him. Get the chloroform out!
Nonono! Inner angel protested. We have the two marks, pretend like you know nothing and just get the hell out of here. We don’t need to risk that.
The footsteps got closer and another girl walked around the van, spotting Jamie as he closed the doors to the back of the van. “Hey, do you know if the girls living here are home?”
He turned to look at her. She was also Asian, with platinum blonde hair and was about a head shorter than him despite the platforms on her boots. She wore black platform Doc Martens, thigh high socks, black shorts and a white crop top. She was clutching a phone in her hand and looked like she had been trying to call Hailey’s phone. “Sorry.” He said, trying to look apologetic. “I got sent to clean up something in the back and was just heading out. The lights are on in the house though, I didn’t see anyone.”
The girl gave a frustrated sigh. “Dammit Hailey.” She complained. “Thanks.”
She turned and marched towards the doorway as Jamie’s inner voices fought it out. Watching her butt sway in the dark as she walked up the steps to the door, he knew in about two seconds which voice he was going to listen to. Shutting down his inner angel and checking to make sure no one was around on the street, he pulled out his trusty chloroform cloth before creeping up behind the girl. Fully occupied with her phone sending out messages to Hailey, she was completely caught off guard as he grabbed her from behind, wrapping one arm around her waist to pin her arms to her side and the other clamping the cloth over her face. Her eyes went wide in surprise and she gave a muffled scream, her legs kicking out and the thick soles of her boots making contact with his shins but he just winced and held on. After about thirty seconds, her struggles began weakening and she eventually succumbed to the fumes.
Another check to make sure there were no witnesses, Jamie dragged the girl over to the van and opened up the back, dropping her beside his two captives. He closed the back doors before inspecting his new captive. His inner voices continued to argue about what to do with her in the confines of the van, but since he had already caved to his inner demon, he listened to the inner angel this time and knew he wasn’t going to do anything to her until he got back to the safe house. Snatching a coil of brown rope off of a hook on the van wall, he brought her wrists behind her and began wrapping them with rope and cinching it off. Her skin was amazingly soft, and she was also surprisingly flexible as he welded her elbows together. More rope around her upper body framed her chest and pinned her arms against her back. Stroking her legs, he bound them similarly to the other two captives at the thighs, knees, and ankles. Glaring at the thick boots that caused him some pain and bruises, he got to work gagging the unconscious girl with tape and then wrapped more around her eyes to blind her. He didn’t have another duffle bag to store her in, so he tied some ropes to her chest harness to some eyebolts against the side of the van to keep her in place.
After giving it some thought, he listened to his inner demon voice one last time and tied a crotch rope onto the girl that disappeared into her black shorts and tied it off to her wrists as a surprise for her when she woke up. “Merry Christmas me.” He said to himself as he stood up and exited the van out the back.
Closing the doors and patting them, he walked around to the driver’s seat and started it up. Maybe sometimes the two voices give good advice, just at different times. He thought to himself as he checked on the squirming packages in the back with the mirror, his inner demon making him very much look forward to what he was going to do with them once he got back to the safe house.