Home Invasion (Open)

Carl

I lay there, unable to move, while Cindy did her best to save the maid, Maria, and us. Since this little party started, I had got in use to being immobile, but being held down by this 'bitch' was getting tiring. I decided to act.

Carl slowly moved his hand towards the 'bitches' pussy and clamped down with his fingers on her still excited clit. He moved his fingers, rubbing and pressing in circular motions. This was sure to get a response.

He kept rubbing as her legs started to twitch a little. Carl started to smile, but then he felt the bloodstained cum of the 'hood' running down his ass cheek. He suddenly felt the pain, and knew there was nothing to smile about.

I watch Cindy cover up her breasts and thought that now was a funny time to be modest. She had been through so much, I thought that maybe now it was starting to sink in. I knew we would never be the same ever again.
 
Hoot:

I felt the Doc’s tongue tickling the palm of my hand and glanced down. His eye’s rolled down to my hand. The question was did I remove my hand and risk him calling out, or let him speak to me, if that’s what he intended? I suspected he liked the loss of responsibility and the control I held over him.

His fingers wormed their way to my pussy, oooo! Nice Doc! I smiled down at him, leaning myself forward so my boobs hung at his neck as I whispered in his ear. “Just you be a good boy Doc – you and I will have some real fun soon. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

As I pushed myself upright, I let my warm moist pussy slide across his belly. Removing my hand from his throat, I reached behind me and found his rampant cock standing to full attention. His eyes became vacant as I slowly fondled his eager manhood – nice, he was pliable and willing – he was under my spell. I had learnt how to please men from Rocky, better still I had the skill to make him want to please me.

The door opened. It was the maid - Good, now both men would have a play thing of their own, leaving the Doc all to me. Rocky went through the door leaving the redhead under The Hoods watchful gaze. What was going on, why wasn't she screaming or begging, or something?

Glancing across at the rich redhead and seeing her totally naked and scared sent a shiver of excitement down my spine. I could almost smell her fear and that only added to the thrill – what a rush!
 
OCC.... A welcome back to Crimson... I hope she rejoins the thread a.s.a.p..... Let's pick-up where we left off..... Smiles... Cindy



IC

Cindy pushed back a strand of her long red hair as she looked mercifully at the two thugs still in the room with her and Carl.

"Look....she's just a girl....let her go... please...." Cindy pleaded.
 
Marie

[OOC... I am switching to writing in first person. I think it will be easier for me to not cross boundaries into other characters that way. Sorry about the delay in posting. Things have been kind of hectic around here the last couple of days.]


"Look she's just the dumb maid.... She doesn't belong here..... We're cooperating... Please don't hurt her and just let her go!"



"That bitch!" It was bad enough that Cindy treated me like some subserviant commoner most of the time, but calling me the dumb maid was just too much. Furious, I headed towards the door, but Rocky's strong hand grabbed me by the shoulder and spun me around.

"Hang on... you'll get to have some fun with her, don't worry... but not just yet. We need to take care of some other business first. How many people are supposed to show up for this little get together on the yacht?"

"It's only supposed to be two other couples."

"Call them and cancel. There are a couple of cells laying beside the door. Use one of them. Now, where's this Gaston? He needs to be dealt with."

Deal with him? Surely Rock didn't mean he was going to hurt him... Rocky pulled his mask back down over his face and started towards the door leading to the dining room.

"Rocky wait..." I had to think quicky. Gaston didn't deserve to be hurt just because he worked for the MacDonalds. "The yacht is already stocked for guests, and you can trust Gaston. He'll do whatever you tell him to. He hates the MacDonalds more than I do. Why don't we move them to the yacht? Out on the ocean, no one would be able to hear them scream so you can do whatever you want to them without worrying about discovery." I held my breath, praying Rocky would go along with my idea. I could almost see the wheels turning by the look in his eyes.

"Good idea. You always were a smart one. I can use a good brain in the group. Come on."

I breathed a sigh of relief and followed Rocky into the dining room.
 
Cindy looked around the room, there wasn't anything happening as everyone waited in silence for events to unfold. It was a bad sign that there was no noise or struggle in the kitchen. A slamming kitchen door or noise might have suggested a chase. But there was nothing. Marie could be dead and laying on the floor.

Cindy was panicky as she yelled out:

"Okay Rocky.... Don't hurt her.... Don't hurt her!"

"Look you've had your fun.... People are slowly getting up in the area... There will be people on the beach... There is no way you won't be noticed loading up your vehicle with the stash you're planning to steal. Why don't you just up?" Cindy asked in a strong voice.

"And you... Miss. ... Get off my husband......." Cindy told Hoot in an angry voice as she mentally sensed the tables were turning.

..and if Marie got away.... I bet she'll get help Cindy tried to assure herself.
 
Hoot:

I too was beginning to wonder what the hell was going on as I straddled the Doc, rocking my moist pussy gently back and forth on his bare abdomen. I could hear voices in the kitchen, too faint to hear what was being said, but enough to know the tones implied no hostility.

Suddenly the redhead yelled out, startling me with its abruptness. "Okay Rocky.... Don't hurt her.... Don't hurt her!"

The Hood looked across at her, his gun pointing to the ceiling as she cried out again. "Look you've had your fun.... People are slowly getting up in the area... There will be people on the beach... There is no way you won't be noticed loading up your vehicle with the stash you're planning to steal. Why don't you just pack up?"

Her eyes flashed angrily to me. "And you... Miss. ... Get off my husband......."

“Cover the Doc.” I said to The Hood calmly, pushing myself off him.

I crossed the room nimbly and slapped the bitch hard across the face. My hand knotted in her red tresses and I yanked her head back cruelly, noting the frightened look of astonishment in her eyes and the small trickle of blood seep from the corner of her lip. “Shut the fuck up!”

My lips ground into hers and her eyes opened wider in astonishment. “Later sweet pea, you and I have a date.” My hand dropped to her crotch and I ran a finger deliberately along her cleft. “But first, your hubby and I have some unfinished business.” I turned to face the Doc still lying on his back, his erect penis lolling against his thigh as he stared in bewilderment at his wife and I. The door opened and Rocky entered with the maid in tow.
 
Carl

What was going on? Everything was going to hell, I was distracting the 'bitch' by fondling her pussy which she was rubbing against my stomach, then she was gone! I have to admit that I was excited from her attention, I would've come if she has touched my swollen shaft, but my main purpose was to please/distract her.

Suddenly she had Cindy's hair in her hand and had slapped her across the face. Cindy looked stunned, Carl thought that Cindy may have just realized the seriousness of their situation. Now, Cindy not only looked ridden hard and put away wet, but she was bleeding too.

Marie came out with ' the boss'. To me, it didn't look like he was treating Marie as hard as he had treated Cindy. I was determined to keep my eye on this situation. Besides which, Marie had some nice tits and I was probably gonna get an eyeful of them.
 
I followed Rocky into the dining room. When I had looked through the serving window, I had only seen Rocky and Cindy. Now, I saw there were two other hoods... and the doctor was in the room as well. The other male thug was standing behind the dining room door. I figured he was there as backup. He looked kind of ridiculous standing there with his pants around his ankles, but he was sporting a fairly impressive hard on.

The doc was laying on the floor in front of a chair a few feet away from Cindy. He was on his back, his cock rigid against his thigh. It looked as though he was having some fun before Rocky and I interrupted, though I wasn't sure if it was solo or if one of the thugs had been with him. A female thug who was naked except for a mask had Cindy by the hair. Cindy appeared to have been thoroughly fucked before I crashed the party. From what I knew about Rocky, he hadn't even begun to have his fun.

I spied the cell phones, which were carelessly tossed to the floor near the door leading to the hallway. Before I headed across the room to grab a phone, I looked at Rocky to make sure neither of the two hoods would stand in my way.

"Go ahead," he looked at both of the thugs to signal it was okay as I started across the room. "Get out of that maid's uniform too. You don't serve these two any more. Find something in the rich bitch's closet to wear."

I nodded to show my understanding and grabbed one of the phones. I would make the calls while looking for something nicer to wear in Cindy's closet. As much as I wanted to really dress up, I figured I needed to pick out something comfortable since we were likely going to move to the yacht. Luckily, Cindy and I were about the same size.
 
Cindy knew something was up as soon as the female thug gave the order to her associate to "Cover the Doc”. She figured the woman was going to go in the kitchen and find out what was going on. The quick slap to her mouth sent her head spinning as she wasn't expecting the strength or the vicious attack.

"Shit!" Cindy mumbled as she felt the warm blood flowing from her lip as woman yanked a handful of her long beautiful red hair.

“Shut the fuck up!” the female thugs words echoed in her ears.

Before Cindy could utter another sound, she felt the hot lips of the female thug pressed roughly on her own, which shocked her all the more as she tried to figure things out. The female thugs words had a chilling air:

“Later sweet pea, you and I have a date.”

Cindy didn't even flinch as the female thug pressed her advantage and ran her fingers across Cindy's crotch and then in a playful fashion across her cleft.

"Please no...." Cindy started to whisper but she spoke up:

“But first, your hubby and I have some unfinished business.”

Cindy was jealous and frustrated as she realized the female thug was looking forward to the joy of her husband. How dare you - Cindy wanted to yell out but she didn't want to risk another slap to her face or worse the beating of her life.

"I'm so sorry he caught you Marie.... I didn't want you messed up in this... We were hoping you'd escape and call the police" Cindy started to plead to Marie as if looking for her understanding and forgiveness. Her first assumption had been that Marie was a hostage like themselves.

Cindy was confused as she saw Marie eying the cell phone and then walking towards it.

No Marie- They'll see you! Don't be so stupid... Cindy wanted to yell out to warn Marie. It seemed like a brave but foolish effort to save her employers.

Rocky's words didn't make sense as he told Marie:
"Go ahead"

And then it was more confusing as he told Marie:

"Get out of that maid's uniform too. You don't serve these two any more. Find something in the rich bitch's closet to wear."

"What? Those are my clothes... The help doesn't wear them... I protest... Those clothes cost a fortune!" Cindy declared in annoyance, forgetting the precarious nature of the situation.

"Why should you want her to wear my clothes.... Wait a second... You're letting her have the phone...." Cindy was thinking aloud as she started to connect the dots to realize that maybe Marie was in on it too.....
 
Carl

I couldn't believe that 'the bitch' had just hit Cindy, had a handful of her hair, then felt her up. Call me crazy, but I think the 'fun' is just beginning. Then 'the boss' came out of the kitchen with Marie. Something about that didn't seem right. I mean, I expected her to the naked with Rocky pulling her in by her hair or a breast, which ever was more convenient for him.

Cindy was just babbling as Marie came out of the kitchen. She still hadn't noticed that Marie was not acting like a prisoner, more like a friend to Rocky and the other hoods. Carl shook his head, evidently Marie was on their side. This was confirmed when Rocky point at her towards the cell phones and told her to get out of the maids outfit and put on some of Cindy's clothes.

Cindy finally got it and was outraged. It looked to Carl that Cindy's carefully ordered life was coming apart piece by piece, and there was nothing either of them could do to stop it.
 
Hoot:

I looked at Rocky and the maid, confused. "Who's she?"
"An old friend. We're going for a boat ride. Take the lady of the house upstairs and put some clothes on her - make sure she dresses nicely, know what I mean?"
"Okay." I eyed the maid sceptically. "You sure that's wise - the phone I mean?"
Rocky spoke in a quiet undertone so nobody else could hear. "Keep an eye on her just in case, and listen to the call carefully." And then in a clearer tone for everyone to hear. "Right, let's have everyone dressed so the neighbours don't get too concerned if they see us - I want the redhead looking good, she can do a little striptease number for us later. Doc - on y'feet. I'll check your clothes before you put 'em on, we don't want you packing anything nasty do we?"

I turned to the redhead. "Pick up my clothes and lead the way. Just give me one excuse lady - that's all I need, got it?"

The Hood threw me his gun when I beckoned and started to get dressed as I followed the maid and redhead out of the room.
 
Oh, this was going to be so much fun! I picked a sporty minskirt and summer sweater out of Cindy's closet and plucked a pair of tennis shoes from her shoe closet. Can you belive that?? The bitch has a closet just for her shoes. Luckily we were almost exactly the same size, so everything fit well, even if the shoes were actually a half size too big.

I stretched out on my stomach on the huge bed, sinking into the fluffy down comforter. Oh, this was heaven. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to live this way 24/7. I had often looked longingly at this bed, yearning to throw myself into its softness. Today, because of Rocky, I finally got to do it!

Using Cindy's little phone book she kept on her bedside table, I dialed the number of the first couple.

"Mrs. Matthews? This is Marie, the MacDonald's maid. I'm sorry but Mr. and Mrs. MacDonald regretfully must cancel the yacht excursion today. The doctor had to leave town at the last mintue to attend a medical conference.... Yes, I know, but the doctor who was supposed to go fell ill, so Dr. MacDonald had to go in his place. Mrs. MacDonald decided to go visit her mother since the doctor will be gone a few days... Yes M'am, I will have Mrs. MacDonald call you when she returns."

I didn't realize until I was off the phone that the female hood had entered the room, dragging Cindy in behind her. She was watching me like a hawk, so either she really didn't like me or Rocky had told her to keep an eye on me. I wasn't surprised. Rocky and I might go way back, but no matter how special I was to him, he didn't trust anyone . He would soon see he had nothing to worry about from me. I was deep in this now, there was no turning back. Besides, tormenting the rich bitch was going to be fun.

I turned my attention back to the telephone and made the other phone call, using the same story so if the two got together, the excuse would match up. I knew there really was a medical conference going on because I had heard the doctor talking to Cindy about it.

I nodded at the female thug and headed back downstairs to the dining room. I wanted to be ready when we moved to the yacht. I needed to explain things to Gaston before he did something stupid.
 
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Carl

Well, it looks like we're going on a road trip, I mean boat trip. Carl sat up with his hands around his knees. "May I go to select my clothing for the day?" Carl asked no one in particular. I did this for two reasons: one, they would probably choose me something dreadful to wear, not appropriate for the yacht and two, my being there might be the only way to keep Cindy alive. I knew that Cindy was a very proper lady, and she might say something to her detriment.

Carl wondered if 'the hood' had some type of mental defect. He was still standing there, sporting a massive hard on, with his pants still around his ankles. Carl didn't want to disturb him, he might turn violent or worse, the side to fuck my ass again. So Carl just sat there waiting for a response.
 
Cindy wasn't so happy as the female thug ordered her:

"Pick up my clothes and lead the way. Just give me one excuse lady - that's all I need, got it?"

But it was the revolver in her hand that motivated Cindy as she bent over picked up the black pants, black shirt, black panties and bra. Cindy walked up the stairs naked and nervous.

Cindy watched as the maid gleefully went through her closet. Marie seemed to single out a particularly expensive outfit - sporty miniskirt, summer sweater, and tennis shoes.

"I don't know if you'll ever fill them out like me - Marie" Cindy couldn't resist the opportunity for a quick taunt on the female thug.

"I can't believe you're in on this.... You'll never work in this town again!... I promise" Cindy threatened. Marie just seemed to ignore her as she moved to the big bed and relaxed. Cindy's eyes went huge as she heard Marie on the phone:

"Mrs. Matthews? This is Marie, the MacDonald's maid. I'm sorry but Mr. and Mrs. MacDonald regretfully must cancel the yacht excursion today. The doctor had to leave town at the last minute to attend a medical conference.... Yes, I know, but the doctor who was supposed to go fell ill, so Dr. MacDonald had to go in his place. Mrs. MacDonald decided to go visit her mother since the doctor will be gone a few days... Yes Ma'am, I will have Mrs. MacDonald call you when she returns."

"Oh... Marie... don't do that" Cindy whispered but now she felt the female thug turning to look at her. Cindy was in disbelief as Marie very professionally called her guests and very properly canceled the outing. They would never know anything was wrong at all.

Marie left the room......

"So.. what am I supposed to wear......" Cindy blurted out.

Don't get the clothes dirty... You two are only borrowing theme Cindy wanted to tell them but instead thought secretively to herself now that the female thug was close enough to hear everything.

"How about this?" Cindy asked as she found a very elegant white summer dress.

"Or this is nice too" Cindy whispered as she found a pair of tight black pants and a matching sailor's top.

Nervously Cindy opened a drawer and quickly closed it but both Marie and the female thug would have seen the sexy lingerie, bikinis, and toys loaded within.

"Ummmm..... Can I change in the bathroom?" Cindy asked innocently as she held onto the white dress.

I'd be amazed if they didn't pick out something sleazy... easy and cheesy..... Cindy thought secretively.

"I should probably shower first too.... If I don't look perfect..... It won't look right.... Marie can do my hair and make-up" Cindy suggested as she was motivated to delay their departure. Folks at the club were pretty observant and they would gossip.

"Oh.... I guess you folks are going to have to remove those black masks........ " Cindy announced to the female thug.

"It will be offered hard to drive across town and then through the club with them on.... " Cindy let her words hang in the air.

"I can help take it off for you..... and we never were introduced" Cindy went on.

"You know Marie... my maid.... I'm Cindy MacDonald.... and you are ...." Cindy spoke softly.
 
Hoot:

"You know Marie... my maid.... I'm Cindy MacDonald.... and you are?”
“You worst nightmare lady if you don’t stop playing about.” I replied hotly. “Now first you shower – want me to give you hand sweetheart?” I smiled maliciously. “When you’re done, we can get you all nicely dressed up for the turn you’ll do for the boys. I think I spied some nice looking lingerie in that drawer of yours over there.”

I headed over to the drawer and opened it. “My, my – what’s this?” I fished out a big silver vibrator and waved it at her. “Miss prim-and-proper isn’t so prim-and-proper after all – the Doc not up to the job?” I put it on the top and then removed a dildo from the drawer. “I think we should take these with us and you can show the boys how they work, you know – educate them a little! Ooo! Lookie here – handcuffs too!”

Collecting all three items I tossed them onto the bed. “Now don’t you worry your pretty little head about how we are going to get on the boat! You’ll wear one of those fancy mask things, plenty of make-up, and nice flamboyant gown and we’ll just tell everyone it’s a fancy dress party we’re going too!”

I walked across to the doorway leading into the en suite bathroom and waved her through. “Don’t bother to shut the shower cubicle, you’re not leaving my sight for a second – need a pee, help yourself, but I’m staying where I can see you the whole time. Now, do you need a back scrub?”
 
As I left the room I heard Cindy talking to the female thug, obviously trying to delay departure. I also heard her mention the club. Just how dumb did the bitch think I was? There was no need to go to the club. I knew she had ordered Gaston to bring the boat from the club and moor it at their private dock. She had some feud going with another doctor's wife, and she didn't want to take the chance of running into her at the club and ruining the outing with the two couples.

I entered the dining room and told Rocky what the bitch was trying to do. He didn't look very happy with her deceit.
 
Carl

The girls had been gone a long time and I was worried, Cindy was a very proud woman and I knew she wouldn't take anything lying down and without a fight. When Marie came downstairs looking very nice and respectful in Cindy's clothes, I wondered. Had Cindy gone over to their side? Naw, I decided, she had too much to lose.

Marie said something to Rocky, and his face darkened. Carl knew he had to deflect Rocky's vengance, he started arguing with Marie. "Is this how you repay us? We are the people who would employ you when others wouldn't, overlooked your Juvenile Police Record, I myself, yes me, the evil doctor, who got your mother discout prescriptions. What do you have to say about that?"
 
Cindy was trying hard to stall the thugs.

Every moment we stay at the house... There is a chance someone will realize something is wrong.... The thugs must have left some signs..... Someone must see... Oh Please God! Cindy thought to herself.

Her efforts at introductions were quickly rebuked by the female thug. She spoke harshly and menacingly:

“You worst nightmare lady if you don’t stop playing about.”

"Sorry.... I didn't mean...." Cindy started to mumble but caught herself.

The female thug became controlling as she hotly ordered:

“Now first you shower – want me to give you hand sweetheart?”

"No....I'm okay" Cindy was quick to reply as she marched into the little en-suite bathroom with it oversize tub and shower. On the counter Cindy had the urge to rush over and hide the red hair coloring on the counter which she used for the occasional gray strand. It was the perfect match for her hair and Cindy casually knocked it on the floor and tried to kick the floor mat over it.

That's the last thing I need is for her to see the hair coloring.... If she can fit my clothes... Probably has to stuff the top.... She might be able to pass for me with some big glasses..... Especially if she is wearing my trademark clothes Cindy thought secretly.

As Cindy turned on the hot water, the messaging spray sent pulses riveting towards the ground. The female thug had a malicious smile as she announced:

“When you’re done, we can get you all nicely dressed up for the turn you’ll do for the boys. I think I spied some nice looking lingerie in that drawer of yours over there.”

"I can't wear lingerie.... What will the club members say..... " Cindy announced in shock.

"Do you know who I am? The doctor and I have a reputation.... They might expect the hired help to parade themselves like sluts... but not club members" Cindy explained as she tested the water and adjusted the taps to cool it down a touch.

Cindy showered as slowly as possible. The hot water pounded into her sore tired body and rejuvenated her. It was several minutes before she even picked up the soap and lathered herself up and rinsed away.

"Rinse away their dirty seed" Cindy whispered to herself without realizing how sound carried from the bathroom into the bedroom. She placed the nozzle near her sweet entrance and let the water spray her roughly offending her senses but hopefully draining away the seed from the thug. Cindy felt dirty, used and cheap. The water had a redeeming nature....

"I hope she doesn't check out the bathroom drawers. The hair coloring, the curlers, the accessories, a shaver, all that make-up, she could probably do a pretty good on herself and make herself a cheap imitation. I hope she doesn't dye my hair... Blonde would be awful.... But if she cut my hair I'd die...." Cindy whispered to herself as she tried to keep calm. She never would have talked to herself if she wasn't so scared and she never would have guess how her words carried.

Cindy looked through the shower and through the mirror could see the female thug tossing through her linger drawer and sex toys.

"Shit!" Cindy mumbled as she sensed that the female thug was zeroing on the toys. Some of them they have never used as the doctor was such a gentleman. He would never do stuff like that. He was so fine, so educated, and so wonderful.

Cindy lathered her hair and rinsed it. Then she applied an expensive conditioner and did the same. She must have wasted ten minutes but each second felt so much longer knowing the thug was outside watching her and going through her stuff.

At last Cindy turned off the water and exited the shower. She stood naked, in her glory, a big busted red haired beauty. Rich and spoiled with perfect teeth, a smile to die, and hands that never worked a day in their lives. Cindy moved to close the door.

With the steamed up room, I can maybe make it through the window wrapped in a towel Cindy thought as she touched the door handle, but the female thug intervened:

“Don’t bother to shut the shower cubicle, you’re not leaving my sight for a second – need a pee, help yourself, but I’m staying where I can see you the whole time. Now, do you need a back scrub?”

"No.... I'm done in the shower.... I was going to style and blow dry my hair..... I don't supposed you're trained to help... You could maybe do my nails or something.... Marie is a doll at applying make-up........." Cindy announced in her uppity fashion.

"Did you pick out something for yourself from my closet? I was thinking maybe a red dress for me" Cindy added without even considering that the female thug might have other plans for her wardrobe.

In the background she thought she heard Carl muttering about being an evil doctor...

What is he talking about.... He never did such nonsense.... Maybe... he's playing them..... Shit.... I bet they want to pirate the yacht.... Something that size... they sail it down to Miami or Cuba and poof the sell it for a half million or million easily... Shit... And what do they do with us then?
 
Hoot:

I was starting to get angry, she was taking her time, dragging the whole thing out, question was – what was she waiting for – she was expecting something or someone, I was sure of it.

“Forget the stylist routine sweetheart, we’ve wasted enough time. You have two minutes to get dressed, sexy lingerie underneath so no one can see till it counts. After two minutes the clock stops ticking for you.” I pointed the gun at her deliberately. “Then I just colour my hair with the bottle you tried to hide and take your place at the Doc’s side while you take a permanent vacation – know what I mean?” I cocked the hammer, there was aloud click as it locked into place.

I watched as the upper class lady rooted through her drawer and pull out some underwear.
“Try the half-cup bra – that’s it, the white lacy one.”

She had a good figure, I had to give her credit for that, and she probably knew how to dress smartly to turn heads. I knew her type, she could get anything she wanted by playing to men’s weakness with her trim figure, her great downfall was that she felt herself untouchable and that’s what I hated about her and her kind so much. People like her had maids and the like to do all their dirty work for them because they thought it was beneath them to do such menial tasks like dusting and laundry.

If the lady passed me in the street there would be a look of distain on her face. She’d turn her nose up and cross the street if she could. Now here I was looking at her naked ass, something she’d have nightmare’s about for ever. If I used her toilet she’d probably demand a new one when this was all over, unable to stand the idea that she had shared a wc with me.

Something was going on downstairs, I didn’t know what but from the tones it sounded a little tense down there. I hoped the Doc wasn’t getting up to any mischief, I fancied he had an eye for me and nothing would give me greater pleasure than to get it on with the Doc in front of the snobby upper class bitch – show her how a man really likes to fuck. Maybe I should take the Doc aside and play with him one to one, that would really fire up her imagination – not knowing what had really gone on – but to see her face as I sat on his cock would be priceless.
“Time’s up.” I declared. “Downstairs now, as you are.”
 
Cindy could sense the frustration coming from the female thug. She had wanted to break down the barrier between the women, but the female thug just wasn't giving out her name. She was smarter than she looked and definitely in control of the situation.

The female thug took control as Cindy worked her hair:

“Forget the stylist routine sweetheart, we’ve wasted enough time. You have two minutes to get dressed, sexy lingerie underneath so no one can see till it counts. After two minutes the clock stops ticking for you.”

It was the pointed gun that made Cindy's decision to stop the bullshit and move along with her program.

"Oh shit.... You wouldn't... You would... I'm hurrying.. Please no... I'm cooperating...." Cindy pleaded as she could feel the woman's intensity and the threat so real.

Cindy ran from the bathroom after a few more strokes of the hair brush to her long red hair and some quick hair spray.

The female thug was very clear:

“Then I just color my hair with the bottle you tried to hide and take your place at the Doc’s side while you take a permanent vacation – know what I mean?”

The cocking of the hammer sent a very clear message.

Cindy went crazy with fear. She ran to her closet and started to root through her drawers.

The female thug was really clear in her direction:

“Try the half-cup bra – that’s it, the white lacy one.”

"Okay... anything you want!" Cindy answered. She grabbed the lacy half-cup bra, clipped it in front and then swung it around and slipped in her big sweet breasts. It radiated her sexiness immediately as she dashed around the closet trying to figure out what to wear next.

"I'll wear the matching panties.... and garter belt " Cindy announced trying to please the female hood. The garter belt slipped on easily. The panties were tiny, dainty, lacy and barely there. Cindy slipped into them quickly, They barely hid her red pubic bush at all......

"Stockings?" Cindy whispered as she found her stocking drawer and pulled out two sheer sexy lady-like white stockings with a butterfly print in off white on she. She rolled up them up and then rolled them out on her sexy legs.

"A dress... I guess..... or did you have something else in mind?" Cindy asked nervously. She figured a minute was up and she didn't want her head blown off. She grabbed a white party dress that scooped low in the back and had a sweet V cut that showed off her huge breasts.

Without thinking, Cindy hurried to a jewelry box and grabbed a pair of diamond earrings and a matching pendant that she quickly put on under the female hood's watchful eyes. There was a fortune in jewelery right there.

"Look you could take something... The men downstairs will never know... Look at this pearl ensemble..... The earrings, the bracelet, the necklace... all matching.... it's perfect for you.... You could wear this fancy black dress too.... It's a $3,000 dress" Cindy offered as sweat as sugar.

"There are wigs in the back drawer.... make-up in the bathroom..." Cindy offered.

The female thug declared:

"Time’s up. Downstairs now, as you are.”

Cindy grabbed a pair of white high heels, and under the thug's gaze, she headed out of the room. The thug seemed to dally in the room a little longer as Cindy made her way to the bottom of the stairs.

As she arrived at the bottom of the stairs, she sensed all eyes falling towards her.........

"I guess we're going out" Cindy expressed lamely.
 
Cindy hurried down the stairs as if being chased by death himself. The female thug followed leisurely behind her. It was no secret who had the upper hand in that duo.

I looked toward Rocky, curious to see how he was going to deal with Cindy's attempted deception in regards to the boat and the private dock.

"There's a phone on the boat. Should I call ahead and inform Gaston the Doc and missus are coming with their guests? He will have the boat ready to depart when we arrive at the dock."

"Yeah, you do that... but don't tell him what's up. You can do that after we're on board and under way."

I stepped a few feet away from the group and punched in the number for the cell on the boat. "The MacDonald's guests have arrived and we are preparing to depart for the dock. The doctor says to have the boat running and ready to depart as soon as we board."

I closed the flip phone and stared over at Rocky. "You know... if you three show up with those masks on, he's going to know something is up immediately."
 
Hoot:

“No need to worry about that.” I said, walking unhurriedly down the stairs. “You should see her wardrobe – she’s got wigs and half-face masks – y’know, the type that cover your eyes. Sit a tiara on her head and a mask, we all wear masks, I wear one of her fancy gowns and we’re all off on a fancy dress cruise. Hi Doc – sorry, I didn’t recognise you with your clothes on!”

I stopped and stared at the five faces looking back at me. “You want me to go and change? The Doc might look better in a tuxedo, but he’ll pass, and I should think there’ll be something in his wardrobe to fit you two.” I looked pointedly at Rocky and The Hood.

Rocky was smiling, I could tell by his eyes. “Well done! Just be quick about it.”

I returned upstairs and dug out what I guessed to be the most expensive dress I could find without searching too hard. It fit fine, though I was obviously lacking in the bust department, not so much that it counted without close scrutiny – I’d pass. I pulled on one her long red wigs and fitted it on. Looking in the mirror I was shocked to see the transformation – never did fancy myself as a redhead, but even I would have trouble recognising myself. I didn’t do dresses or skirts so the makeover would be startling to those that knew me. I grabbed a mask and headed back down the stairs, red ringlets bouncing down my shoulders and tickling my bare back. I hadn’t bothered to change my footwear, the gown covered my feet from view so I didn’t see the need to try and fit in a pair of shoes too big for me.

The Hood was nowhere to be seen so I guessed he must be changing but Rocky’s eyes lit up as I descended the stairs and I couldn’t help smiling as he stared at me. Glancing across at the Doc I think he preferred me in sinister black, I was sure he had dark visions of me tormenting him. “Don’t worry Doc – a lady I ain’t, as you’ll find out later…”

It was the redheaded lady of the house whose face was the real picture, she looked absolutely furious – I loved it! Though I wasn’t sure if it was the dress or the remark I had just made to her husband that caused it.

Movement on the stairs made me turn around to see The Hood. I was impressed, he looked almost human for a change; he should have had a shave though. The big draw back with his mask was that it didn’t conceal his moustache, still he could always shave it off afterwards.

Rocky passed me on the stairs. “My turn – keep an eye on ‘em and be ready to move as soon as the boat arrives.” He stopped by The Hood and told him to collect all our clothes and things together and put them all in a bag to take with us.”

I stood on the stairs, gun in hand watching everyone until Rocky re-appeared. The Doc’s clothes were a little on the small side for him, but I didn’t think anyone would notice from a distance. I straightened his tie and suggested he hung the jacket over his arm to conceal his gun and make it less obvious that the jacket was too small for him.
“Are you going to play with the Doc later?” He asked in a low tone, an amused twinkle in his eye.
“Do I have permission?” I answered saucily.
“I think you should have some fun too – I intend to make his wife squeal like a pig after she’s done us a nice sexy strip.”
“Can I watch?” I stared deliberately at the redhead.
“The strip, or the squealing?” He chuckled, giving me a kiss before he stepped down to the bottom of the stairs. “Everyone ready?”
 
Cindy reached the bottom of the stairs in the sexy white summer dress with matching white stockings. There was no hint of the delicious undergarments hidden under the designer dress. While everyone watched Cindy slipped into the two inch high heels. There was silence for several seconds and Cindy forget the situation for a moment and seemingly smiled.

It was Marie the maid, who broke the silence as she spoke to Rocky:

"There's a phone on the boat. Should I call ahead and inform Gaston the Doc and missus are coming with their guests? He will have the boat ready to depart when we arrive at the dock."

Rocky replied quickly:

"Yeah, you do that... but don't tell him what's up. You can do that after we're on board and under way."

Sounds like Gaston is not in on it. Maybe at the boat, Carl, Gatson and I can overtake them. I'll grab either the female thug or Marie. I'll try to push them overboard..... Cindy tried to plan ahead her escape.

Marie was all so efficient. Normally this was a quality that Cindy like in Marie, but today the efficiency meant that Carl and Cindy would soon be moved to the less safe boat and then out on the ocean.

Cindy overheard Marie very professionally called ahead to Gaston:

"The MacDonald's guests have arrived and we are preparing to depart for the dock. The doctor says to have the boat running and ready to depart as soon as we board."

It was perfect. Gaston wouldn't know anything he was wrong. He knew we booked guests but he won't know Marie canceled them and that three criminals were replacing them. Shit! When we get into the open water..... and it looks like the stalling is almost up too Cindy thought in panic as she walked toward Rocky and Marie.

Marie spoke up smartly:

"You know... if you three show up with those masks on, he's going to know something is up immediately."


Maybe she's not so dumb. Gaston will be expecting Carl and myself and a few guests. Gaston will expect Marie.... Dressed in our clothes, a little hair coloring, a little make-up, sun glasses, hats, and keeping away from other club members - they'll be able to get through the club and onto the boat. Gaston will know something is wrong if he sees the, boarding... but if Marie sends him for drinks or food when we are arriving..... Cindy thought secretly.

She looked at Carl and wondered if the two of them would survive the day or end up dead at sea or dropped off at some primitive island. Cindy had heard stories of the human slave trade but had never really worried about it. Now the stories played havoc on her mind.

That's it.... She could easily change Carl and my appearance. Suddenly I'm the blonde or brunette guests... Maybe a little hair style or cut, curlers, and Marie would guide Rocky and the female thug through the club..... But when they take off the masks... We'll see their faces.. raising the stakes again....Shit!.... Cindy figured.

"Look you don't have to do this. You could tie us up. You'd get a few hours to make a run for it in the yacht. You could escape...." Cindy whispered to Marie and Rocky.

Cindy cringed as the female thug spoke up with a confident tone:

“No need to worry about that. You should see her wardrobe – she’s got wigs and half-face masks – y’know, the type that cover your eyes. Sit a tiara on her head and a mask, we all wear masks, I wear one of her fancy gowns and we’re all off on a fancy dress cruise. Hi Doc – sorry, I didn’t recognize you with your clothes on!”

Damn - thought we had them..... or half had them..... Cindy realized as the female thug had worked out a plan of her own. It might look a little odd with all of them wearing masks, but Marie would be recognizable... and both Rocky and the female thug could lead theway... Shit....[/I] Cindy realized.

The female thug spoke up:

“You want me to go and change? The Doc might look better in a tuxedo, but he’ll pass, and I should think there’ll be something in his wardrobe to fit you two.”

Cindy resisted comment as Rocky seemed to be beaming as if he had put together a plan. He spoke strongly:

“Well done! Just be quick about it.”

The female thug was gone for several minutes. When she returned Cindy almost feinted as this very pretty woman descended in one of her expensive designer gowns. Though her face was hidden by a party mask, her long red hair from a wig gave her the illusion of being a red-head. The sexy ringlets visible on her bare shoulders completed the illusion. She was of similar height, and size, somehow - probably a little stuffing, and presto the female thug appeared to have huge breasts too.

"Oh my God...." Cindy whispered in shock as if she had seen a ghost. She realized that her hostage value had just decreased immensely. This woman could double for her easily.

Shit... She could walk Carl through the gates herself dressed like that.... The rest of us wouldn't even have to leave the car.... But a costume party.... that might draw some attention to us and the yacht..... hmmmmm.... maybe Cindy pondered.

A thug had departed upstairs and Cindy waited knowing he's be back in one of Carl's tuxes or a fine suit. She wondered how they would get Carl dressed up.

Cindy's thoughts were disrupted as the evil thug (now her virtual double) tormented her husband:

“Don’t worry Doc – a lady I ain’t, as you’ll find out later…”

Cindy was worried, she assumed that the female thug was planning on killing her husband.

"Don't threaten my husband!" Cindy retorted angrily. "We've cooperated in every way.... "

A sound from the top of the stairs sent eyes towards the big thug now impressively dressed in a black tux. Somehow it didn't look right on him. There was a partial face mask hiding the true features of his face. Cindy could see a mustache escaping underneath. She now had a much better idea of what he looked like.

The next thug (Rocky) announced:

“My turn – keep an eye on ‘em and be ready to move as soon as the boat arrives.”

Cindy coughed as she heard Rocky tell the other hood to collect the clothes and stuff. If things were normal, he could be the hired help loading their bags into the limo on their way to the airport. Today, it looked like they'd be stealing valuables...

"Oh what clothes are you packing for me Marie" Cindy couldn't help but blurt out.

Seeing Rocky changed into too small tux and he was wearing a party mask too. It was almost humorous. Seeing the female thug adjusting the bow tie and cumber-bun was too much. The fancy white shirt seemed tight and his muscular form was obvious as he removed the jacket and dangled it over the gun and his arm.

Rocky pushed the female hood as he asked with a provoking smile and a low tone:

“Are you going to play with the Doc later?”

“Do I have permission?” the female hood had replied in a saucily manner.

The look in Cindy's eyes was obvious as she glared at the female thug - YOU BITCH!

Cindy gulped air as the female thug turned the tables as she told Rocky:

“I think you should have some fun too – I intend to make his wife squeal like a pig after she’s done us a nice sexy strip.”

Rocky stare at her and then his reply sent shivers across Cindy's bare shoulders. The two of them were playing mind games but the words "strip" and "squealing" worried her.

OCC

I'm away for two weeks on vacation. Please feel free to post away for Cindy while I'm gone. I look forward to reading the thread when I'm back! Smiles! Cindy
 
Carl

I watched as the charade wound on. Nobody was very concerned about me, they said I could go as I was. I take that back, Cindy was concern about me, or perhaps it was me having sex with the 'bitch', now almost a perfect double for Cindy, except for the boobs.

They finally got it all straightened out, leaving Carl out of the loop for changing. He wondered if he got up and walked out the door, if anyone would notice. Maybe, maybe not, but they had the guns, so they made all the descisions.

Carl just waited patiently for the next command, it was like operating on the President. The doctor couldn't do anything unless they triple-checked it out first.
 
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