TorBound's Bondage Tales

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Tales From The Gimp: Girl Gangsters In Innsmouth! 

Innsmouth was a sleepy town and always had been. The inhabitants were distrustful of outsiders and seeing that the town had little to offer they seldom saw any. The town had a poor reputation and was associated with many bizarre and odd happenings. For the townsfolk they never believed a word of it. All except one. A young lad of 18; Trent Jones. 

Trent was a fit lad, but slim and short at only 5 foot 7 inches, most people in town were inches taller than him at least, this diminutive figure and years of sports and climbing had given him a physicality suited for spying and being sneaky, well that’s what he liked to tell himself at least. His skin was pale and full of freckles and his head was covered with messy brown hair that never ever sat flat. His face was kind and boyish which always caused him to be ID’d at pubs much to his chagrin. 

Trent Jones was a lad of limitless ambition and severely limited skill. Though he styled himself a ‘Private Investigator’ In truth the only mystery he had ever solved was the location of Mrs Haggerty’s cat Boethia. Which through an unfortunate series of events ended up as lunch for Mr Miller’s dog Lucius.
Nevertheless the small victory had given Trent the confidence to go after far greater mysteries. Far far beyond his actual ability mind you. 

The Trent of today was focused on just a single mystery. Multiple townsfolk had reported odd wailing noises coming from the old wooden pier after dark and had spotted two figures walking down after dark from a van parked nearby. As nosy as the people of Innsmouth were they were also as a rule non confrontational and slow to get involved in mischief. 

‘Leave it to me!’ 

Thought Trent to himself 

‘I’ll have this one solved in a jiffy’ 

And so Trent readied himself for a stakeout of the pier. He had no clue how to remain inconspicuous and so chose to wear his bright yellow number 11 Innsmouth football club shirt and light tan cargo shorts for storing binoculars, notepad, pen and a torch; All he could think to bring. And so, Ill prepared as he was, Trent set off just before dark for his first big mystery! 

Trent arrived at the pier just as the sun was setting. He watched it fall down behind the horizon and used the last of the daylight to find a good spot to hide with a full view of the pier. He spotted a good vantage point on an old wooden coal loader. He climbed up and settled down to a prone position and pulled out his binoculars. 

He looked across the area over to the pier and then scanned its length. He quickly spotted the small wooden derelict shack at the end of the pier. He had gone in there once for a dare but did have the nerve to stay for more than a minute. The shack was supposed to be haunted. Lo and behold Trent could see movement inside at that very moment. 

Trent increased the magnification on his binoculars and peered through the window of the cabin.he could see a person moving about and fiddling with something on a table. She looked female with long curly ginger hair, a striped black and white top and a short leather skirt. Watching for a while Trent saw the ginger woman move elsewhere and a new woman took her place, dressed in the exact same clothing but with a bob short straight black hair.
Trent immediately took notes of what he had scene and guessed at what they were doing 

‘Smuggling, racketeering, drugs… hmmm’ 

Trent knew he’d have to get a closer look but he was certain he couldn’t apprehend these criminals, all by himself. 

With some difficulties and much clumsiness Trent got down from the coal loader and moved carefully toward the shack. Keeping low and making sure to avoid creaky panels. After a short while he made his way to the shack and ducked below the window he had been peering in before. 

Holding his breath and crossing his fingers he poked his head up hoping against hope they wouldn’t spit him. 

He got a good look inside , he saw that both women were at the other end of the building by some open crates seemingly placing something in them. His eyes wandered to the table near the window that he had spied before. It had a few near lines of powder 

‘Cocaine?’ 

No surely not for this powder was green and had a very mild but noticeable glow to it 

‘Radioactive?’ 

Again no Trent could see no way anyone would willingly expose themselves to that much radiation. 

Lost in thoughts and unaware of his surroundings Trent forgot that he was trying not to be spotted and so when the blakc haired girl turned around Trent’s stupid face was framed perfectly in the window frame. 

She yelled 

“Oi you! Don’t move a bloody muscle!’ 

The words rattled Trent and for a moment he froze watching the woman run toward the door and after him. 

Before another moment had passed however Trent skinned himself around and started to sprint away as fast he could. It was only after a couple of metres he realised he hadn’t done up his laces and so one of his trainers came flying off accompanied not long after by the second shoe. This slowed him down considerably and he was all too aware that he only had seconds before the women would make it around the outside of the building and spot him running off. 

CLICK! 

“FREEZE KID” 

The unmistakable sound of a revolver’s hammer being cocked registered in Trent’s ears. He stopped at once knowing that a gun was now being aimed at him. 

“Good boy, very good.” 

It was the other woman talking, Trent could tell, the one with the black hair. 

“Out those hands up and walk backwards over to me” 

Trent obeyed the orders to the letter feeling foolish for getting caught so easily, he would find a way to get out of this. He always did.
When Trent was within a few feet of the woman she spoke again. 

“Very good now turn around for me” 

Trent did as he was told and found himself looking up at a much taller woman.her huge breasts barely contained by her striped top; she was absurdly beautiful her face was like a super models and the luscious lips were plump with black lipstick; glossy and inviting. He mascara and eyelashes gave the the visage of a predator and her clear blue eyes bored into him and searched his body 

“My my aren’t you a little cutie, not done growing yet fella?” 

Trent got very annoyed his height always being a point of contention for him 

“I’m 18 actually!” 

The woman laughed at him 

“Ahaha of course darling. And I have a gun so why don’t you play nice and walk back to the shack.” 

Trent turned beet red. No one had ever laughed in his face like that. He walked past the woman and toward the shack he could now spot the ginger woman with her arms crossed. She was just as beautiful as the other woman but she had a freckled face with strong cheekbones and chin. Trent couldn’t help but notice by the way she leaned that she was curvier in the thighs and butt than the other woman and she seemed even taller, maybe even 6 foot. 

“Really runt, ogling me are ya?” 

Spoke the ginger woman sternly 

Trent snapped his eyes back up to her face and turned even redder 

“I ummm I- I-” 

The black haired woman laughed again 

“Hahah don’t be so harsh on the little fella you have to admit in these outfits we must look like a pair of prozzies” 

The ginger woman deepened her frown 

“Boss’s choice, deal with it” 

The black haired woman clicked her tongue 

“Guh you’re such a buzzkill Gilly” 

The ginger haired woman who Trent knew now must be called Gilly went wide eyed 

“Why the hell did you just use my name” 

“Ahah so Gilly is your real name!” 

Pronounced Trent with satisfaction. 

Gilly shot him a cruel glance 

“Kate get boy wonder here inside the shack and secure him, tightly…” 

“Rodger dodger!” 

Said the black haired Kate cheerfully 

A few moments later Kate had Trent secured in an old wooden chair in the old shack. His arms and legs tied tightly to the limbs of the chair very expertly allowing very little movement but not constricting his blood from moving. 

Kate stood behind the young man and held him very close. Trent could feel her warmth on his back and her breasts resting on the back of his head, he couldn’t help himself but picture her naked and within a few moments he found himself getting hard. Kate noticed at once, as if she was waiting for it. 

“My my my what a naughty boy, getting aroused in a place like this” 

“WHAT ME? UMM NO ITS NOTHING ITS-” 

Kate put black gloved hands over Trent’s mouth. 

“Shhhhh, its okay, be a good boy for me okay” 

She was whispering right into his ear and Trent could feel himself becoming even more aroused by he closeness and her uttering those words ‘good boy’ she had said it a few times before and it was starting to get in his head 

“Why don’t we make you more comfortable while Gilly is off checking the perimeter hmm?” 

If Trnt didn’t know what Kate meant by this he was left in no doubt when she drew a pair of scissors and cut off his trousers and underwear in a few swift movements 

Trent was mortified looking down and seeing himself exposed and hard as stone. He began to yell 

“WHAT THE FU-” 

Before he could finish Kate shoved the remains of Trent’s underwear into his mouth and tied a thick bit of cloth over his mouth securing it in place. 

“CKHH WHHHA???” 

Trent frowned and tried to look up at her. She smiled and him like a owner looking at a puppy 

“Awwww look at that little face. Don’t worry little guy. Your big friend there is gonna get lots of attention and good boys don’t shout okay” 

Trent tried to yell at her 

“NHHH STHHHPPP” 

Kate pouted at him 

“Tut tut now that’s not a very good boy is it” 

Taking off her shoe and raising her leg over the chair Kate placed her foot upon Trent’s member and shoved it down to the seat of the chair she squeezed it tenderly. Trent squealed loving and hating the sensation, beginning to drool profusely and becoming very overwhelmed 

“Maybe I wasn’t clear dear, good boys get rewards, good boys don’t shout…” 

Every time she said ‘good boy’ Kate would squeeze just a little bit more to get the message across. She was so experienced at this now she could tell he was already breaking and yet there was a weird stupidity and stubbornness to this one. Maybe he’d be that one in a million that never ever broke. Her very favourite kind. 

At that moment Gilly barged back in, she smirked at the pair of them. 

“Hells bells started already, ey? That was quick! 

Kate smiled at her companion 

“How could I not look how cute he is” 

She grabbed his face with her free hand and forced it to look at Gilmy with surprising strength 

“I Just see a loose end Kate you told him our names” 

Kate sighed whilst squeezing Trent again with her foot, he squealed a bit becoming less aware of what the women were talking about as he was consumed with Horniness 

“Like we were gonna let him go anyway” 

“We could have done, who’s gonna believe a little punk like him” 

“Enough, it would cause trouble, oh can’t we keep him, please!” 

“That’s another matter, look on the floor that’s his notepad right” 

Gilly picked up the notepad and went through it. 

“Hah what an idiot he took all these emotes about us right but he also signed them all. Isn’t that right, Trent.” 

Trent’s eyes widened as he heard his name cut through his haze of lust 

“Our cute little snoop Trent” 

said Kate pressing her foot down on every syllable 

“Well according to this notepad he thinks he is some kind of PI he’s trouble for sure we definitely can’t let this kid go. We also can’t afford to do him in, we’ll have to take him with us” 

“YAAAAAAAY! 

Kate burst out with glee grabbing Trent’s dick with her hand now and stroking it quickly while she spoke 

“Hear that Trenty you’re all mine, mine mine mine, I’m gonna do so many things to you, you’re gonna call me mommy!” 

Trent tried to scream. The mix of emotions and the sudden sensation of being jerked off expertly made him feel like he was about to cum. But just when he reached the edge Kate stopped and slapped his cock making his head fly back into Kate’s chest. 

“Ohhh seems like you were close huh? Don’t forget sweetie. Good boys never ever cum”
Trents eyes stared directly at Kate as she towered above him now filled with fear. She pulled up her top and smothered him with her huge double d breasts. She began to jerk him off again whilst he struggled in earnest for breath trapped as he was between her mounds inhaling all her sweat and scent and getting less and less oxygen. Kate kept bringing him ever closer and closer to the edge but using a little trick she learnt in Japan she would always stop just before the point of no return. 

After about 3 minutes of smothering Trent was woozy and stupid from lack air. Kate released him from tit prison and messed up his hair, placing her foot back on his cock and toying with it more. Gilly interjected 

“Correction Kate. He’s ours. I don’t see a need to tell the boss about any of this so long as I get him on weekends” 

Kate gained broadly at her, surprised 

“Oooh lofty Gilly wants a bit of the action hey?” 

“Don’t tease Kate. I need something to fuck that has a pulse. He has a nice cock. I get him for 48 hours, use him up and give him back. You can do whatever made kinky shit you want. Making him think he’s an otter for all I care.” 

Kate laughed again 

“That’s actually pretty kinky Gilly, like objectification you know?” 

“No” 

“Ugh whatever. Wasted on you fine. Deals a deal” 

Kate face lit up once more as she grabbed Trent’s face and looked into it cruelly 

“Hey I have an idea. Let’s give you a test drive, all night long. We’ll pack him in a crate in the morning, what do you say?” 

Gilly grinned evilly and let her skirt fall to the floor eyeing up the young man’s sizeable member 

“I saw let’s have at it, right loverboy. One-step thing…” 

Gilly moved over to the table by the window and syringed some liquid out of the spoon it had been melted in from its powdered state. She approached Trent 

“Look here little idiot.” 

She grabbed his face roughly and squeezed his cheeks forcing him to stare at the needle. 

“This is Trilymphocyline. It’s a hyper effective mammal aphrodisiac. It’s often used for breeding very reluctant species but was made illegal for human consumption. Apparently it makes that thing there between your legs 76 times more sensitive to touch and vibration. Drawback is it doesn’t let the user cum. We’ve been selling it to high value buyers but we’ll use just this 100mg on you. And see how much of that stupid brain isn’t rotted away by cum lust by morning yeah?” 

Beside himself with confusion and lust and fear and weak weak defiance Trent could do nought but stare at the woman who would make the next ten hours of his life the most wonderful hell on earth. He fainted overwhelmed by the very thought of it. 

“Damn Gilly I don’t think I’ve ever seen you make someone faint with words holy hell. We really gonna give him that stuff?” 

“Did I stutter” 

“No ma’am” 

Replied Kate with faux mockery saluting as she did so 

“Good I’ll inject it and you get him set up on the bed. He’s got a very long night ahead…” 

TO BE CONTINUED???

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