An Unwelcome Visitor

Chapter 3

Something woke me up and I sat up in my bed. The clock said it was 2am and I was just about ready to get out of bed, when I heard a sound coming from just outside my room. I took a deep breath and went to have a look, thinking it was probably just Marty or Joanna getting a drink or something. What I saw almost made me freeze and wish I had just stayed in my room. There on the floor, just in front of the couch, was Joanna with her hands and legs tied together and a gag in her mouth. I went to help her, when I heard a noise behind me and turned to see the same man who had attacked me the other night.

I bolted to the door not even getting three steps away before I was grabbed and pulled up tight to the man’s body, his hand again covering my mouth. Despite my fears, I could not help but notice that he was erect, the voice of the detective running through my head.

“Well, I was going to let you sleep but it seems you wanted to join in the fun.” I struggled in his grip, not wanting to be near him after what he had done, but his grip held me firm. He manoeuvred me into the room and turned me to face him.

“Baby, I’ve been thinking about you and how you managed with that vibrator. Did you have fun?” He lifted up my skirt and pulled down my underpants to my knees, effectively hobbling me. His fingers dipped down and ran along my slit, making me squirm in his grip. I was astounded that I was wet and felt a blush rise to my cheeks.

He laughed and pushed two fingers in, pumping me right there in my own living room and beside my best friend. Trying to stop my orgasm from forming was becoming impossible, my body starting to get that familiar tingling feeling. When he pulled his fingers out, I groaned in frustration and then realised what I had done. My cheeks burned even more as he just laughed at me and held his fingers up to my lips.

I shook my head but a grip on my hair soon had me still and he just pushed his fingers to my lips until the pressure got too much and I was forced to let them into my mouth. The taste was not too bad but the thought it was my own juices I was tasting made me feel strange. “Like that baby? Well, get used to it.” I didn’t even want to think what he meant as he moved me into my room, leaving Joanna moaning on the floor.

Not believing it was happening to me again, I felt him bring me to a stop just in front of my bed. Pulling me in close, he leant down to whisper in my ear. “Baby, you didn’t tell me how you liked the vibrator. I can just imagine you cumming over and over. Is that what happened?” I could only nod as tears came to my eyes.

“Good, I am glad you had some fun, but tonight I think we can improve on that.” He pushed me onto the bed before I had the chance to even think about what he might have in mind. The sound of another person coming into the room startled me and I looked up to see another man in a balaclava standing in the doorway.

“Mate, the guy is out to it for a while and well secured. Do you want any help here or should I see to the other one?” My mind was whirling as I hoped he hadn’t hurt Marty.

“Bring the other girl in here.” I grunted as I was pulled to sit up and my shirt ripped from my body, followed by my bra. Trying to stop him seemed useless, as he just used his strength to overpower me. Once I was naked apart from my skirt, he lowered me back onto the bed and proceeded to tie my hands to the top of the bed.

I pulled on my hands, but like last time, his ties were firm. My underpants were still knotted around my thighs, so it was easy for him to pull off my skirt and then take the panties off completely. I thought of kicking out but he gave me no chance, sitting on one leg while he tied the other and then securing the other one, till I was spread wide open.

The door opened and the other man came in with Joanna being forced to hop along in front of him. She didn’t look at my face as she was made to stand by the bed, her hair being held tightly. “What a pretty sight, two beautiful, bound girls, ours to do whatever we want to.” My heart was beating fast in my chest and I tried again to get out of the ties holding me to the bed. They both untied Joanna, removing her gag too, and forced her to straddle me, with her head facing towards my feet and her pussy right in my face. She was retied over me and I started to get an idea of what they had in mind.

“Girls, this is a little game I like to play. You have to make each other cum before we cum. If you succeed, we will let you stop. If you fail, we get to use these on you.” I looked under Joanna’s leg to see him holding up what looked like a riding crop you would use on a horse. I had no desire to feel it but the thought of making Joanna cum wasn’t too inviting either.

I jumped as I felt Joanna’s tongue on my pussy, licking me and then finding my clit. Thinking she must have been really scared of the crop to start so quickly, I realised it would not just be me hit but my friend. Taking a deep breath, I poked out my tongue and gave a tentative lick. It was different but not so bad, so I repeated the move. Beside me I was aware of the two men jerking their cocks but didn’t know how close there were to cumming.

Knowing I would have to get going, I found her clit and licked it, her moans letting me know she liked it. I got braver and used my teeth, hearing more moans. She was also making me moan as her tongue dipped into my pussy, a move I repeated on her. I was just getting close when I saw a cock near my face and felt the sticky substance hit me in the forehead. The other guy must have cum too as Joanna’s head was lifted and mine pushed back down onto the bed, again leaving me frustrated.

“That was a good show girls, it makes me think you have done this type of thing before.” Joanna’s hands must have been released as she was made to kneel on the bed, her feet still tied each side of my head. I felt a pull on my nipples as the man who had tied me the other night pinched them. Moaning with the pain, the other man placed a gag in my mouth just as something tight was added to each nipple.

When I was able to look, there were two silver clamps on each nipple. Not stopping there, a piece of rope was tied to each clamp and then pulled up to secure Joanna’s hands behind her back. I watched as rope was tied in Joanna’s hair and her hands were pulled up her back, her elbows bending, and then tied to the rope in her hair. I now knew that even the slightest pull of her arms would pull the clamps on my nipples and cause me great pain. What I could also see was that any movement of her arms down would pull her hair back painfully.

“Abby, I can see you are already working out what will happen if Joanna pulls her arms or even her head up. Let’s hope she can sit still.” I hoped so too but as soon as they started to use the crops Joanna jumped each time she was struck, causing my nipples to suffer. I could see that she was also suffering, her head being pulled back each time her hands pulled down.

Breathing hard, I felt the crop hit me on my upper thighs and understood why Joanna had reacted the way she had. The whacks continued up my body, the one between my legs taking my breath away. They continued to hit us both until I thought my nipples were going to be pulled off. I was screaming at them to stop, though the gag muted my screams a bit. I wondered if the neighbours could hear, though I knew all the windows were shut.

Finally they did stop, dropping the crops on the ground and untying the rope around Joanna’s hair before untying her hands. I thought it unfair that they hadn’t taken the clamps off my nipples first, each tug as they untied Joanna sending more pain through me. By the time Joanna was free and off the bed, I couldn’t see for the tears and my nipples were in agony.

Someone sat on the bed and I flinched, not ready for any more pain. When I felt a hand brush the hair from my face, I opened my eyes to see the green eyes of my original attacker staring at me. I thought I could see a touch of compassion there but this soon faded. “Baby, you look so hot, with you hair all messy and those beautiful marks on your body, I just have to do one more thing I want to do before I go.”

I closed my eyes again, just wishing him gone and when I opened them, I realised we were alone and that he was undressing. Tugging at the ropes yet again, I had to scream as I awakened the pain in my nipples once again. He came back to sit on the bed and without a word, pulled off each clamp. I screamed again as more pain radiated through my sore nipples and he gave each one a rub. They still throbbed as he stood up and moved to straddle me, his cock bobbing up and down as he moved.

He moved it right to the entrance of my pussy and slid it right in, my pussy so wet he had no trouble at all. In fact, I was wetter than I had ever been and didn’t know why. He pumped away, getting faster with each thrust, until he was powering into me. For the third time that night, I felt my orgasm approaching and knew it would be a big one. His body was covered with sweat making his muscles stand out even more, and I found myself admiring his body. With a jolt, I realised how very wrong that was and wondered what was happening to me.

My breathing was growing short as my orgasm got closer and just as he started to cum, I did too and it was the most amazing orgasm I had ever had. I thought I was going to pass out as by body was shaken in my bonds, the feeling of the restraints just adding to the strength of each tremor. I hadn’t even noticed the cum he had deposited on my breasts and body until I started to come down and for the moment I didn’t care.

I felt the gag being removed and sucked in some deep breaths as he moved to untie one arm. “Baby, it is time for me to go but I have to say that was something.” He left me then and by the time I got my other limbs free and managed to stand, I heard a car pulling away and was sure the men would be long gone.

Remembering my friends, I pulled on my bathrobe and raced down the hall. I knocked on their door and Joanna’s voice told me to come in. I opened the door cautiously, not sure what I would find, and saw Joanna wiping Marty’s forehead with a cloth as he lay on the bed. He had a red mark on one cheek and there were ropes on the bed beside him. “How is he?”

“He’ll be ok, but he is still a bit groggy. He was knocked out and then tied up, but he started to come around just as the men left. Are you ok?” I started to cry, thinking of how I had been raped and Joanna came around to hug me.

“Honey, what is it. Did something happen after I was taken from the room?”

I nodded. “He raped me.” I still could not believe it and let her hold me until we heard Marty moaning on the bed. He was trying to sit up and then fell back onto the pillow, his hands holding his head.

“Lie back down, sweetheart. You had a knock to your head and were out cold, so you just need take it easy.” He moaned again but didn’t move and I realised Joanna hadn’t said what had happened to her when she had been taken from the room.

“Joanna, the man, he didn’t? I mean you weren’t?” She shook her head and I felt relieved that at least she had been spared.

“Abby, will you be ok by yourself tonight or do you want to stay in here with us?” I really didn’t want to go back to my room and nodded.

“I just need to have a shower and then I will be back. Joanna thank you, I don’t know what I would do without you. Oh, shouldn’t we ring the police?” Marty moaned and Joanna went to his side and held the cloth up to his head.

“We will in the morning. I mean the men are long gone now and I just don’t think I could deal with that Detective right now.” I agreed and went off to have my shower, thinking how strange the last few days have been.