Donna strained her neck to look behind her to discover the owner of the rough hands that were forcing the wide strip of cloth between her lips.  But the other pair of hands that held her arms tightly behind her back kept her from doing so.

She had just walked into her house when someone had grabbed her elbows and pulled her arms behind her.  Now her mouth was filled with a cloth that was being tied tightly behind her head.  She tried to scream but only a muffled screech escaped past the cloth.  The two people standing behind her shoved her to the floor.  She felt her mini skirt fly up around her waist as she fell.  She reached back to pull her skirt down over her panties, but someone heavy sat on her back and grabbed her wrists.

“Uhhhh,” she groaned as her large boobs were flattened against the rug.

“Not so fast young lady.”

A female voice sounded from somewhere behind her.

“My brother wants to get a good look at those panties.”

“Those are real nice pink ones you have there,” came the voice of the man sitting on her back. 

He was now holding both her wrists in one hand while he rubbed his free hand up and down over the soft nylon covering her wiggling bottom.

“I will have to take them home with me and add them to my collection.  But first, Sis and I are going to have some fun with you.”

At that, he spanked her ass hard, with his bare hand.

“Owwwmm,” Donna moaned through her gag.

Her bikini panties had given her little protection against the stinging slap that now made her buttocks burn.  She tried to twist her hands free again to cover herself.

“Sis, give me some of that rope we brought.  Help me tie her up before she gets away,” the man said, as he fought with the writhing girl.

Donna continued struggling to get free.  She was afraid to find out what would happen to her if she were tied up.  But the woman had already wrapped a coil of rope around her ankles several times and tied it tight.  Then she cinched it off between her ankles.  Donna tried to pull her feet free but found the rope was too tight.  Her heart began beating faster and her breath quickened as the fear of what was about to happen grew.  The man held her wrists up as the woman bound them together in the same manner as her ankles.

“Ehhhh mmeee oohh,” Donna cried through the cloth in her mouth.

But her attacker's ignored her plea.

“Tie her elbows too, Sis.  It'll make her titties stick out more.”

Donna groaned with discomfort as the man pulled hard on her elbows until they were touching each other.  Then the woman tied them together with more rope, ensuring that her elbows remained touching.

“Good job Sis, now let’s take her down to the basement so we can play with her.”

Donna moaned in protest as she was pulled to her feet.  She had trouble standing with her ankles bound together, but the man held onto her arm so she wouldn't fall over.  She sighed slightly in relief as her skirt slid back down to where it belonged.  Now that she was up, she could see who her captor's were.  It was her next-door neighbor Sheila and her brother Ricky!

“I bet you didn't expect it to be me, did you,” Sheila said, seeing the look of surprise on her captive’s face.

Donna shook her head no.

“Well, I'm going to get some revenge for having you steal my boyfriend.”

With that, Ricky picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder, face first.  Donna squealed as her bottom was lifted in the air, exposing her panties once more.

Donna's faced flushed red as she heard Sheila exclaim, “You got a nice little ass under those panties, Donna.  I'll just have to show it off to everyone outside.  Ricky, why don’t you take her over to the window there?”

Donna began kicking her legs, despite the fact that they were still tied together.  But, when she realized it was making her skirt ride up higher, she decided to stop.  Ricky carried her over to the big bay window in her living room.  Donna felt something hard and cold press against her panties as Ricky pushed her ass up against the glass.  Donna twisted her head to look around his body to see if anyone would notice her.  She was hopeful someone would see her and come to her rescue, but at the same time she was afraid that someone would see her vulnerable like this.

“Hey, there's my buddy Frank out walking his dog.  I bet he'd love to see Donna's ass,” Ricky said as he began banging on the window to get Frank's attention.

Donna hid her face when Frank looked over toward her.  Frank stopped in disbelief, and then smiled when Ricky waived to him.  Ricky patted Donna's behind as Frank looked on in amusement.

“Well Donna, Frank seems to love your ass.  I think he wants a better look,” he said nonchalantly.

At that, Ricky began tugging on Donna's panties.  Donna screamed into her gag as she felt her panties being pulled down.  She heard a whistle from Frank outside as he showed his approval of her now naked bottom.  Donna turned an even brighter shade of red.

“Okay, that's enough Ricky.  We don't want to alarm anybody.  We can have lots more fun with her downstairs,” said Sheila.

Donna was relieved when Ricky pulled her away from the window but was now afraid of what might happen in the basement.  Ricky carried her down the steps and into her cellar.  Donna's naked ass led the way with her pink panties down around her thighs.  Donna squirmed with humiliation, wishing there was a way she could cover herself.

“Stand her up against that pole,” said Sheila.

Ricky stood Donna up, with her back to the pole, in the center of her basement.  Again Donna's skirt dropped down to cover her nakedness, but her panties remained down around her thighs, just below her skirt.  Ricky held her still as Sheila went to work.

Sheila walked around behind Donna and began to tie a rope around both Donna's waist and the pole.  The bound woman’s chest heaved faster and faster with every turn.

“Hurry up and tie her arms down,” said Ricky.  “I want to see her tits.  They keep poking against her blouse, begging to be let free.”

“Dohn uhh me.  Beez eh me oh,” was all that would escape Donna’s gagged mouth.

Ignoring Donna’s complaints, Sheila wrapped another rope around her victim’s chest, just below her breasts, and pulled it as tight as she could, trapping Donna's arms down to her sides and pulling her tightly up against the pole.  Donna let out a moan as the rope dug into her arms and chest.  Sheila wound it around her like that a few more times before tying it off.

“Good job Sis.  Now can I play with her titties?”

“Go ahead, she can't resist you.”

Donna screamed into the cloth again as Ricky's hands squeezed her breasts.  He rubbed her nipples through the silky material of her blouse.

“Shh, little one.  Don't scream, or I'll have to gag you tighter.”

But Donna couldn’t stop mewling and whimpering as his hands slowly unbuttoned her blouse.  Then her bulging breasts, barely covered by a pink lace bra, burst out into the cold air of the cellar.  She turned her head away from his leering eyes and screamed again, as her face reddened with shame.

“I hate when they scream!” shouted Ricky, furiously.  “We need to keep her quiet.”

“Well, why don't you find something to stuff into her mouth?” replied Sheila.

“There ain't nothin' down here to use,” he complained.

“There's got to be some more cloth or something around here.”

Sheila's eyes searched the cellar, but she didn’t see anything useful anywhere.  Donna's whimpering brought Sheila’s gaze back to her prisoner.

“I think I see something we could use,” Sheila said as she grinned, staring right at Donna.

Donna wondered why Sheila was looking at her.  Donna turned her head away from Sheila's smirking face when the cruel woman approached her.

Ricky was confused.  “What you talkin’ about Sis?  I don't see nothin’.”

“It’s right here,” snickered Sheila, as she reached out her hand and wrapped her fingers around Donna's panties.

Donna moaned piteously as Sheila yanked her panties all the way down to her ankles.  Sheila began pulling on them to try and tear them off.

“Wait!” Ricky exclaimed.  “Don't tear them.  I want to keep those when we're done.  Untie her legs first.”

Sheila stopped pulling on Donna's panties and began untying the rope.  Ricky squatted down and held Donna's feet as his sister freed the girl’s ankles.  Sheila pulled the pink nylon free of Donna's feet and then Ricky retied Donna's ankles together as before.  Sheila held the panties up to Donna's face.

“Here you go Sweetie.  Do you want some of your own pussy juice to suck on instead of that cloth?  I'm sure this will taste much better.”

Donna grunted in protest and shook her head no.

“Well, first we have to get them nice and wet.  Ricky, lift her skirt up.”

Donna cried out desperately through the gag as she vainly wished she could protect herself from the inevitable.  Ricky grabbed the hem of Donna’s skirt and lifted it up to her waist.  Donna's quivering sex was exposed to the cool air.  Donna pulled against her bonds, and twisted her hips, but nothing she could do would stop him.  Ricky proceeded to tuck her skirt under the rope around her waist.  When he was done, Donna's shaved pussy was left naked and vulnerable.  Donna closed her eyes tight.  She couldn't bear to look at Sheila any more.  She bit into her gag when she felt her own panties rubbed up against her clit by Sheila's hand.

“Ooooh, doesn't that feel good Donna? So soft and gentle.”

Sheila rubbed harder.  Donna wiggled her hips again but couldn't pull her pussy away.  The rope around her waist held her tight to the pole.  Sheila pressed Donna's panties against her prisoner’s pussy lips and stroked the bound girl’s cunt with them.  Sheila gently pushed the soft material into her captive’s sex and then pulled it back out, causing the bound girl to moan.  Donna didn't like what Sheila was doing to her but her body was beginning to give in anyway.  Donna tossed her head from side to side as Sheila started pushing Donna's panties deep into her cunt.  Sheila pushed the pink nylon all the way in until it disappeared inside Donna's trembling mound.  Then Sheila continued rubbing her fingers gently over Donna's clit.  Donna moaned again a little more loudly.

“See Ricky, I told you she would like that.  Hey, Donna, are your panties getting wet yet?”

Donna shook her head, more in defiance than in response to her question.

“No?  Then I guess we'll have to try harder.”

“Let me help, Sis.”

Ricky moved in next to his sister.  He placed his hands on Donna's breasts, and rubbed them through the soft material of her bra.  Donna continued to toss her head as her moaning grew even louder.  Ricky pushed her bra down just far enough to expose her erect nipples.  He gently rubbed his thumbs over them, as they grew even larger.

Sheila had dropped down to her knees now and began kissing Donna's legs.  All the while, her fingers continued to rub Donna's pussy.  She kissed Donna’s thighs several times, and then ran her tongue up to her captive’s sex.  Donna's breath inhaled sharply as Sheila's tongue raced back and forth over her clit.  Sheila increased the speed of her tongue as Donna’s pelvis began to quake.

Ricky decided to use his mouth as well.  He placed his lips over Donna's left nipple while his hand was massaging her right breast.  He continued sucking on her tit and squeezed harder and harder with his other hand.

Soon Donna was moaning uncontrollably.  Her body had given in to the caressing and was quickly rising to an orgasm.  Donna groaned as she realized she couldn't help herself anymore.  She was about to cum...

“Stop!  I think she's wet now,” Sheila commanded.

Ricky pulled his lips and hands away from Donna's breasts while Sheila stood up.  Donna groaned in protest loudly, not to be untied, but because she hadn't cum yet.  Sheila waited a moment for Donna's breathing to slow down.  Then she reached her fingers into Donna's pussy.  Donna instantly began pushing her hips forward in an effort to climax.  But instead of stimulating Donna further, Sheila pulled out Donna's panties, now soaked from her cunt.

“Excellent,” said Sheila.  “You did better than I hoped.”

Donna mewed again into her gag as she began to regain control of herself.  Sheila held the soaked nylon up in the air.

“Well, Ricky.  Go ahead and make her say ‘Ah’.”

Donna twisted her head away from Ricky, but he grabbed her hair and pulled her head down.  He untied the cloth, held onto the ends and pulled tight so that it wouldn't come out just yet.  He forced her head up again.  Donna's eyes widened as they focused on the panties that were being held in front of her lips.  Her nostrils were filled with the smell of her own pussy that was emanating from the wet nylon.  Suddenly, Ricky pulled the gag out of her mouth.  Donna took in a gasp of air, and then, to her dismay, she took in a mouthful of her panties.  Sheila had shoved the panties into her mouth the moment the gag was removed.

Donna groaned loudly when Ricky pulled the ends of the cloth back again.  Donna's lips were forced apart and the cloth was pulled between her teeth.  Donna's own panties, soaked from her cunt, were now filling her mouth with the taste of her pussy.  She almost swallowed them as Ricky tied the cloth tight, pulling them in even deeper.

“That should keep her good and quiet,” Sheila said to Ricky.  “Now go ahead and fuck her if you want.  We have a few hours yet before Jack comes looking for her.  Try not to take too long though.”

Ricky immediately dropped his pants and underwear, revealing his large erection.  Donna began screaming again, but the panties in her mouth muffled it to a whimper.  She struggled against the ropes holding her to the pole, frantically trying to break free.  But Ricky grabbed her hips and then gave her another 'pole' to think about.  He thrust his cock up into her, lifting Donna onto her tiptoes.  Donna cried hysterically into her panties as Ricky bounced her up and down on his shaft, causing her tits to start bobbing as well.  Her nipples rubbed against Ricky's chest, so he paused for a moment to take off his shirt.

“I want to feel your nipples on my chest,” he said.

He began thrusting up and down again while Donna wailed helplessly.  Her tits scraped across his chest, her mouth tasted her cunt soaked panties, and her pussy throbbed with Ricky's thick cock inside it.  She closed her eyes in despair.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh,” she groaned as she quickly lost control of herself again.

“Uhh...Uhhh...Uhhh...Mmm...Uhhh...Mmm,” Donna moaned over and over with each upward thrust as she felt her orgasm approaching.

Ricky's thrusting became stronger and faster as he began to climax as well.

“Here it comes, baby,” he cried, as he pulled out his cock and yanked Donna's hair with his hands.

Donna's chin was forced against her chest.  She opened her eyes and stared down at the purple head of the cock reaching up to her.  His cum shot out like a rocket and struck Donna in the face.  She instinctively tried to pull away but Ricky held onto her hair, holding her head in place.  As he continued to ejaculate, he forced her to take each shot across her face.  Donna shut her eyes tight, but her lips and nose were soon filled with his load.  He pulled her head up when he was done and watched as his cum dripped down onto her naked breasts.  Donna begged and pleaded for release through her panty gag but only muffled whimpers emerged.  Ricky ignored her and wiped his cock off on her thigh.  Then he took his own underwear off the floor and wiped up all his cum from Donna’s breasts and face.

“Sheila, I need her panties now.”

As Donna hung limply, Sheila untied the cloth from Donna's mouth.  Ricky pulled out the wet panties from her mouth and then raised his own cum soaked underwear to her lips.  Donna jerked her head back in desperation.  She tried to scream but Ricky’s underpants cut it off as he shoved them between her lips.  Donna twisted and struggled, fighting the gag, as it was being stuffed slowly into her mouth.  Sheila held Donna's head steady while Ricky continued to push the thick cotton briefs past Donna's teeth.  She didn't think they were going to fit, but Ricky's strong fingers continued wedging the material into her mouth.  The entire space of Donna's mouth and cheeks were filled.  Her tongue was pressed down so tight she couldn't move it at all.  Ricky didn't stop until every part of his underwear was past her lips.  Her mouth was stretched as wide as it could possibly go.  Her cheeks bulged like a chipmunk.

“Hold that in, Sis, while I go look for some tape.”

Sheila clamped her hand over Donna's mouth, while Ricky put on his pants and went upstairs. 

“Does that cum taste as good as your own pussy?” Sheila mocked her neighbor.

Donna didn't answer.  She couldn't.  Her mouth was stuffed to bursting with Ricky's underwear.  She could taste his cum through the cotton material but she couldn't move her tongue at all.  Ricky returned minutes later.

“Look what I found in the garage.  This'll hold it in real good.”

He held up a roll of gray duct tape.  He tore off a strip about a foot long and pressed it over Donna’s mouth, sealing in the underwear.  He tore off two more strips, the same length, and crossed them over her mouth in a big gray X.  Donna's mouth would now hold Ricky's underwear for a very long time.

“Good job Ricky.  Now let’s give her our surprise to remember this evening by.”

Donna's eyes showed fear again, as she wondered what else they could possibly do to her.  Sheila untied Donna from the pole.  She tore off Donna's skirt, blouse and bra.  The only thing Donna was left wearing was the duct-tape gag, and the rope around her wrists, elbows and ankles.  Ricky forced her to lie down on the cold cement floor on her stomach.  Sheila took a piece of rope and tied it tightly around Donna’s waist like a belt.  She then took another piece and tied it to the rope around her prisoner’s waist, at the small of her back.  She took the loose end and laid it on the ground between Donna’s legs.  She took Donna's ankles and pulled them up toward her back.  Using another length of rope, she tied her captive’s ankles to the waist rope.  This forced Donna’s heels to press against her buttocks.  Then Sheila lashed Donna's wrists to her ankles with yet another piece of rope.  Now Donna was left in a very tight hog tie.  Ricky rolled Donna onto her back.  Her pussy was now thrust up into the air since her hands and feet were underneath her ass.  Donna whimpered and cried into the gag, but no sounds came through this time.  Sheila took the loose end of the first rope that was still lying between Donna's legs.  She pulled it out straight, forcing the part underneath Donna to work its way between the cheeks of her ass.

“Well Donna, I hope you remember your lesson.  Don't fuck with me, and don't fuck with my boyfriend.  Ricky, do you have our little surprise for Donna?”

“I got it right here,” he said.

Donna's eyes followed Ricky's hand as it reached into his pocket.  She watched in horror as he pulled it out again and held up something in front of Donna's face.  Donna screamed hysterically and thrashed around helplessly in her hogtie as Ricky shoved the huge dildo up into her cunt.

“Easy Donna, you don't have to move around to get it to work, this one runs on batteries,” Sheila laughed as her brother switched it on.

Donna renewed her efforts to force the thing out of her pussy.  She hoped she could work the thing free before it forced her to cum.

“Oh no, Donna, that thing is going to stay right where it's at.  I'll make sure of that.”

Sheila knelt down and took the loose end of the rope she was holding and fed it under the rope around Donna's waist.  Donna watched anxiously as Sheila pulled on the rope until it was snug and tied it off.  The rope now ran from the small of Donna's back, down through her ass cheeks, up and over the dildo (pressing it deep inside her cunt), across her clitoris and finally it was tied off at her waist.

Donna groaned in dismay as she realized there was no way she could ever get that dildo out by herself now.  It throbbed away inside her.  Donna already felt her pussy growing wet once more.  She pulled at the ropes that held her tight, but she knew she couldn't get free.  Her only chance was to plead to them with her eyes and hope that they would untie her.  But that thought was quickly dashed by the next comment.

“Bye, Donna.  Ricky and I have to go now.  I hope you don't cum too much because I want you to have something left for your boyfriend.”

Sheila and Ricky turned and left Donna alone in the cellar as they walked up the stairs.  Donna bucked and twisted about wildly as she desperately tried to get free.  But the ever-throbbing dildo in her cunt soon had her bucking with pleasure instead, as she came...again...and again....and again...