3 . #3
Lisa froze, watching along with Domina as Lucy made her way over to the desk and looked at the gun laying in the moonlight. Mr. Percy followed her in, watching with inquisitive eyes as she lifted the gun and turned to him.
“Were you looking to have some fun tonight?” Lucy asked, holding the gun next to her head.
Mr. Percy stepped over to his wife and snatched the gun from her hands, eliciting a gasp from the fit blond.
Then she hopped up onto the desk and spread her legs for him as he leaned in with the gun aimed down.
He ran the barrel along Lucy’s inner thigh while she sighed and moaned, and then grabbed his hand and pressed it to the side of her face.
“Hmmmpph…” Lisa involuntarily huffed, literally a captive audience to whatever weird game the Percys were into.
Lucy grabbed her husband’s massive paw and ran her lips over his thumb while he moved the barrel of the gun further up her thigh. Her moans were louder, more intense. Even from on the balcony, Lisa could tell how wet Lucy was.
Then Mr. Percy lifted the gun, holding it just under her chin.
Lucy gasped, her lips relinquishing her hold on his gun, and extended her tongue towards the barrel of the weapon.
Mr. Percy pulled the gun back just as she was about to make contact with it, prompting a grunt of frustration from his wife.
“We can play later, we have guests.” He said in a flat tone, opening the desk drawer and depositing the weapon inside.
“Oh that’s no fun.” She pouted.
“Our new Sheriff will be looking for you, he’s quite infatuated.” Mr. Percy sighed.
Lisa rolled her eyes. Of course Randy was doing a bad job of hiding how into Lucy he was.
“I worked him good didn’t I? Poor thing is wrapped around my finger.” Lucy beamed.
“You did,” Mr. Percy nodded. “We have him right where we want him.” Mr. Percy put his arm around his wife’s waists and ushered her towards the door.
Lisa’s brow furrowed as she took in what she had heard.
Lucy and her husband are playing Randy? There was definitely way more going on here than she thought, but not that she cared that Randy was wrapped up in something, or being played.
He deserved that, but perhaps she could use that to her advantage since they didn’t seem to pay her no mind.
That is, if she could get free from Domina.
Mr. Percy ushered his wife out the door and then closed it behind them. Domina didn’t wait a moment before shoving Lisa forward back into the study.
“Okay sister, move.” Domina pushed Lisa towards the desk.
“Ummm hm!” Lisa grunted, once again trying to twist free.
As they got close to the desk, an idea popped into Lisa’s head, and she pulled her free hand from Domina’s arm and clutched at the desk drawer, hoping to retrieve the gun.
Domina froze, realizing that if she wanted to stop Lisa she would have to either let go of her mouth or of her arm, and the hesitation gave Lisa the time to open the drawer, grab the gun, and lift it up against her captor’s head.
“Oh look at you, smart move.” Domina laughed as Lisa pressed the gun to the other woman’s temple.
“Umm hmmm!” Lisa nodded.
“Well, what are you gonna do with that?” Domina asked in a condescending tone.
“Lmmfff mmmhhh gghhh!” Lisa mumbled.
“What’s that?” Domina laughed.
“Uhhh sdddd!” Lisa spat, seeing red. She had about enough of this woman, and squeezed the trigger.
The only sound from the gun was an impotent click.
“Ummm?” Lisa turned to look at the gun in confusion.
She squeezed the trigger again as Domina giggled.
“It’s a toy, something the Percy’s use for their role plays.” Domina laughed in her ear, and before Lisa could react, the other woman pushed her forward, bending her over the desk. Taken off guard by the fake gun, Lisa could barely resist and felt the toy weapon go flying.
“Ow!” Lisa grunted, Domina had moved her hand from her mouth to pull both of Lisa’s arms behind her back.
“Oh shush.” Domina chided, and opened the other drawer.
Lisa kicked her foot out, but Domina had already moved out of the way, and retrieved the rope and gag from the desk, no doubt that were something else the Percys used in their role-plays.
As Lisa struggled and pulled, she could feel the hem of her skirt lifting, exposing the bottom curve of her buttocks.
It was the least of her concern though, as she was primarily focused on getting free.
Behind her, Domina had crossed Lisa’s wrists and was now wrapping the rope around them.
“Ahhh stop!” Lisa grunted. Despite her attempts at getting free, she still didn’t want to cry out and bring attention.
“Here, chew on this.” Domina sighed before pulling the gag between Lisa’s lips.
“No wai-ummpph!” Lisa moaned as she was cut off by the gag, feeling Domina tighten the cloth at the back of her head.
“Urrrggg gmmph!” Lisa grunted and bit down on the thick cloth silencing her. After being gagged for so long, she had only a few hours of freedom before being gagged again.
“Grrmmm mmmmrrrmmph!” Lisa moaned and twisted, pulling on the knots, but it seemed that Domina was even better at tying people up than Randy was.
The dark-skinned woman kept Lisa bent over the table, pressing one hand between her shoulder blades while surveying her new captive.
“Now, what were you doing snooping around here?” Domina asked in a playful tone.
“Ummmff!” Lisa grunted, trying to push herself up but Domina pressed on her shoulders with just the slightest pressure, keeping Lisa bent over the desk.
“Oh you’re a stubborn one, I like that.” Domina giggled as Lisa writhed in her grasp.
“Grrrmmph!” Lisa grumbled, mentally cursing Domina, but cursing Randy more. If he hadn’t kept her a tied up slave for so long, she could have easily overpowered Domina and gotten out of this situation.
“Oh, what do we have peeking out here?” Domina cooed, and Lisa twisted her head to see her captor leering at the skirt slowly creeping up Lisa’s backside.
“Urrrhhh mnnnooo! Sttthhp!” Lisa shook her head.
“Looks like something is trying to escape here.” Domina pinched the curve of Lisa’s backside just above her thigh.
“Urrggg stthhp!” Lisa grimaced, trying to wriggle away from the other woman.
Domina only giggled and pinched her backside again.
“Urrmmm sthhpp hhtt! Sttthhp htt!” Lisa protested, bouncing and wiggling on the desk.
“What a tight little tush you have!” Domina laughed, grabbed the bottom of Lisa’s skirt, and pushed up, exposing Lisa’s full, bare ass.
“Ehhhpp!” Lisa froze, remembering that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
“Oh, will you look at this…” Domina licked her lips while staring at Lisa’s naked ass.
“Ummff…” Lisa turned her head to see that Domina was mesmerized by her bare backside.
“Looks like you were ready to have some fun tonight.” Domina sighed, eying Lisa’s bare ass like a piece of meat ready to be devoured.
“Ummm hmm! Uhhh hmmm!” Lisa shook her head.
Then Domina delivered a swift, vicious spank to Lisa’s bottom.
“Uggghh!” Lisa grunted, feeling the other woman’s hand against her back side. She barely had time to recover before Domina spanked her again.
“Hmmmph!” Lisa protested, this spank was harder.
Then came another one.
“Hrrrrggh!” Lisa bit into her gag and turned to glare at Domina. The other woman noticed the fire in Lisa’s eyes and lowered her hand.
“Looks like I made you a little mad huh?” She smiled at her captive.
“Grrrmmm hmmmnph!” Lisa spat, doing her best to be intimidating despite her predicament.
Domina let go of Lisa and backed up, still with a smile on her face.
Lisa didn’t waste another moment, and ducked to the side, attempting to sprint for the door.
It was not a thought out plan, or a plan at all, but she just knew she had to get away.
The other woman anticipated the move, and tackled Lisa as she tried to run, knocking the bound woman to the floor.
Still attempting some semblance of escape, Lisa rolled onto her back just to see Domina lowering herself onto her.
“Emmmuulllp!” Lisa grunted, trying to roll out of the way, but she was too slow, and Domina sat on Lisa’s sizable chest with her back to the bound woman.
“Urrgg gggghmmmff!” Lisa grunted, trying to shift out from under Domina, but the other woman had put all of the weight of her juicy posterior onto Lisa, who could only kick her legs helplessly as she tried to squirm out from under her captor.
As Lisa tried to struggle, she couldn’t help but notice the bottom of Domina’s skirt riding.
She had a much thicker, juicier ass than the muscular, buxom woman, and the skirt was already struggling to contain Domina’s backside.
Domina leaned forward, causing her skirt to ride up slightly more, exposing more of her curvy ass cheeks as well as the red thong running in between them.
“Ghttt hffff! Gghhhtt hfff…” Lisa uttered, still trying to futilely wriggle out from under Domina.
“I figured that since I had seen yours, you should see mine.” She giggled and leaned forward, causing the skirt to ride up even more.
“Hmmm ggddd…” Lisa rolled her eyes.
“What’s that?” Domina asked. “Want to see more?” She used her hand to pull her skirt up even more, showing off her full backside, which looked to be swallowing the small red thong.
“Urrgg ggddd mnno! Ghhht hfff!” Lisa grunted, straining with all of her might to shake the other woman off.
“Oh, you want a closer look?” Domina asked.
“Hmmm umm! Hmmm umm!” Lisa shook her head.
But her muffled protests went unheeded, as Domina pushed her immense ass towards Lisa’s face. The bound woman did her best to scurried away, but the ropes and Domina’s weight on her kept her pinned down.
“There, get nice and intimate.” Domina smiled as she slid back and swallowed Lisa’s face with her full backside.
“Ubbbbb bbhmmm! Hmmm!” Lisa blubbered, trying to pull her face free from the gravitational pull of Domina’s rear end.
Domina just laughed and wiggled her ass back and forth on Lisa’s face.
“Hrrrmmm! Hrrrmmmph!” Lisa blubbered, kicking her feet helplessly as Domina’s rear end pressed down on her.
“Bbblllmmm bbbmmmph! Hlllbbb!” Lisa cried, twisting and straining.