5 .
Have I graduated from robbery to kidnapping? Jaimie wondered as she pulled the large luggage bag containing the bound and gagged Fuscia down the hotel hallway.
Granted, she had tied up plenty of people during her criminal career, but always in their own home.
Then she began to wonder if moving a tied up person from one location to another counted as kidnapping?
She had never really bothered to look up the legal definition of the term, but she had also never picked up a law book in her life.
This is definitely kidnapping though. She realized as she made her way back to her suite.
Several men and women clad in swimsuits gave her polite smiles as she walked past, and Jaimie returned them with a bubbly smile of her own.
After all, she was just a regular hotel guest wheeling her extra large luggage case through a hotel lobby, nothing out of the ordinary about that.
The fact that the luggage case held an unconscious, bound and gagged woman with muscles like an Amazon warrior was another thing entirely.
After smothering out Fuscia with her ass, Jaimie did a quick search of the room and found a bottle of chloroform, which probably would have been easier to knock the muscular woman out with, but it was too little too late for that.
She had considered just leaving Fusica tied and gagged on the bed, but had no idea how long Fuscia would be unconscious for, or if anyone else was working with her and Taneth, or if Fuscia would figure out how to get free.
Then she noticed the two large luggage cases…
Those are for me and Nadia… Jaimie’s nipples went hard, and not in the good way, at the thought of being tied up and stuffed in one of those cases. She quickly bundled up Fuscia and stuffed her into a case, figuring that her and Nadia could figure out what to do with the bound woman later.
After tying and gagged Taneth on their balcony, Jaimie lifted the woman’s room key and snuck off to see if she had anything worth stealing.
Her and Nadia’s plan would be that they would keep Taneth tied up in their suite, maybe rob a few more rich, unsuspecting folks throughout the day, and then sneak off in the night with their winnings.
And if Taneth didn’t have anything… well they would play dumb, apologize, let her go, and look for a new mark.
When Jaimie found Fuscia in Taneth’s room, the muscular maid looked just as surprised to see Jaimie there as the thief was, but she had been fantasizing about being alone with Fuscia ever since she saw the chiseled goddess, and couldn’t resist the opportunity to have some fun with her.
Then when she saw the contents of Taneth’s phone, and Fuscia’s reaction to it, Jaimie realized that she and Nadia were in big, big, trouble.
We should have lied low for a little longer, dammit Nadia! Jaimie cursed mentally as she made her way back to the suite. She should have known that sooner or later it would come to this, that people would be after them.
The whole plan started simple enough, Jaimie wasn’t even sure who came up with the idea of gaining access to rich, bored housewives by posing as dominatrixes, but their first few scores went off so well that both sisters decided to stick with it.
Eventually, Nadia used some of the money she had saved from their robberies to get a boob job, which Jaimie didn’t think anything of at the time.
After all, she had used her half of the loot to buy expensive clothes and jewelry, what was the point of all the stealing if they couldn’t treat themselves?
Then Nadia got her lips done, and then a nose job, and then her chin.
When they heard about Kink Week at Eros Island, Nadia suggested they go.
Jaimie was nervous, after all, they had just pulled off a score and usually spaced them out, but Nadia convinced her that there would be too many high profile marks to pass up on this event.
“We hit a couple of these bored ladies on vacation and I’ll have enough to go up another size, and maybe get my butt done too!” Nadia squealed and felt up her own breasts.
Growing up, Jaimie always got the sense that Nadia was jealous of her naturally larger, heaving chest, now that jealousy had seemingly turned into an obsession.
Nadia’s ass was always small and tighter than Jaimie’s as well, and she knew that her sister was insecure about that as well, but this was the first time Nadia had brought up butt implants.
How do those even work? Jaimie wondered as she continued down the hall.
Just focus on getting off the island, and then worry about your sister’s plastic surgery problem.
Jaimie told herself, doing her best to look calm and relaxed as she pulled the case down the hallway, after all, she was just another guest of Eros Island in a skimpy swimsuit.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of wheeling the case across the hotel, she made it to her suite, unlocked the door, and pulled the massive case inside.
Nadia was on the balcony, her naked body glistening from tanning oil as she bent over the still bound and gagged Taneth, who’s skimpy swimsuit lay in tatters on the ground next to her.
Much like Nadia, Taneth was completely naked, and struggling furiously as Nadia rubbed tanning oil over her bare backside.
Meanwhile, Viola was still laying back in her beach chair, bound, gagged, lotion rubbed over her face and cucumbers still in place.
“Oh you’re back.” Nadia stepped away from the nude Taneth, her massive breasts bouncing as she did.
Jaimie was used to the sight of her sister’s nude body, but her gigantic breasts were still always a distraction, and if Nadia got her way and went bigger, they would be twice the distraction.
“I was just making sure our friend doesn’t burn.” Nadia patted Taneth on the bum.
“Hhmmph! Hhrrr gggghhmmph!” Taneth protested and tugged on her bonds.
“Get into anything fun?” Nadia picked up a nail file from a table and sat back on her beach chair.
“Hmmmph! Whttt!” Taneth turned her attention to Jaimie and her eyes widened in recognition of the large suitcase.
“I… umm… something has come up.” Jaimie bit her lip, and eyed Taneth, and then Viola, trying to figure out if the red haired woman was sleeping or just very relaxed.
“Yes?” Nadia furrowed her brow.
“I… I think we should talk in private.” Jaimie’s eyes shifted to Viola.
“Oohh okay…” Nadia bit her lip, set down her nail file, and stepped over to Jaimie.
Jaimie was hesitant to let go of the massive luggage case, but realized that Fuscia was tied up in it and not going anywhere, and let go of it. Nadia and Jaimie stepped over to the far side of the large balcony.
“Umm first, could you put something on?” Jaimie looked over her sister’s nude body.
“What? All of a sudden you’re a prude?” Nadia crossed her arms.
“No it’s just… I’m trying to have a serious conversation and your… everything is hanging out.” Jaimie rolled her eyes.
Nadia placed her hands on her hips and stuck her chest out to mock her sister.
“Just get on with it.” Nadia sighed.
“Fiiinne…” Jaimie sighed back.
Just then, as if on cue, the massive suitcase shifted. Both sister’s eyes darted towards it.
“Hmmph!” A muffled cry emanated from within.
“Jaimie… what did you do?” Nadia scolded her.
“It’s… uh… Fuscia…” Jaimie wringed her hands.
“You have Fuscia tied up in there!” Nadia blurted.
“Whhhhtt!” Taneth cried from her beach chair.
“Hmmmph!” Viola sat up, the cucumbers falling from her eyes.
Well that settles that. Jaimie realized.
“Shhh! Shh!” Jaimie put a finger to her sister’s lips.
“Hhrrggg ghmmph! Hhmmp!” The suitcase shook as Fuscia struggled inside.
“Ummm whhht?” Viola nodded at the luggage case and then the sister.
“What’s going on with you?” Nadia back away.
“They…” Jaimie began, and then lowered her voice. “They… Fuscia and Taneth, they’re working together or something.”
“What do you mean?” Nadia asked, still confused.
“They’re here for us, they’re looking for us.” Jaimie said in a hushed tone.
“You mean like cops or something?” It was starting to dawn on Nadia.
“If they aren't cops, they sure are something. There’s a phone in Taneth’s room with files on both of us, everything. Fuscia is in on it too.”
Nadia rubbed her chin and stepped away from her sister, thinking. Meanwhile, the suit case continued to shake as Fuscia struggled inside.
“Ummmm hhhyy…” Viola mumbled, trying to get the sister’s attention.
Jaimie hurried over to Nadia, who was looking at the bound and gagged trio.
“There’s another case like that in the room. They were going to use it to transport us.” Jaimie motioned to the shaking case.
“Well, well, well, you have been a bad girl after all.” Nadia stepped over to Taneth, whose ass was glistening from the tanning oil, and delivered a good, firm, slap to the Latina woman’s backside.
“Hmmmph!” Taneth moaned and glared at Nadia.
“What do we do?” Jaimie asked.
“Ummm whhht! Hhhyy! Llhht mmgghh ghhh!” Viola cried again, twisting in her beach chair.
Nadia stepped over to the still bound woman and rubbed her chin thoughtfully.
“Well Viola, I’m sorry about all of this. You have been such a wonderful host to us.” Nadia rubbed her chin while speaking to the other helpless Latina.
“Whhhtt?” Viola squeaked, and pulled at her bonds.
“Go back to the room and get the other case, we’ll stuff Taneth in there.” Nadia gestured to the woman bound face down on one of the beach chairs.
“Her,” Nadia pointed at Viola. “We’ll stuff in one of the closets to be found by the maids.”
“Heeeep!” Nadia squeaked again.
“What about the other two?” Jaimie gestured to the box, still shaking as Fuscia struggled inside, and Taneth.
“We get them on our boat, once we’re out on the open ocean, we toss them overboard.” Nadia shrugged.
“What?” Jaimie gasped.
“Whhhtt!” Taneth cried, squirming on her chair.
“You heard me, we gotta get rid of them.” Nadia explained matter of factly.
“But,” Jaimie grabbed her sister by the arm and pulled her away from their trio of prisoner. “That’s… we’ve never done anything like that before.”
“What would you have me do? You said it yourself, they’re after us.” Nadia explained.
“Yeah but… can’t we just leave them tied up here?”