The three of them had watched the house for weeks, and knew their victims'
schedules. Having robbed a number of small apartments over the years, they  knew
that they would in and out in less than hour. They had joked about how gorgeous
the 2 occupants were, and that they would love to get into their sodden little
panties. Little did they realize that their simple robbery would spill out into
an erotic adventure, one that would include the fulfillment of their most lurid
sexual fantasies.

Easily picking the lock, the trio quietly slipped into the basement apartment. It
was 4:13 AM. The darkness cloaked their entrance. The kitchen entrance was a
mess, and reeked of stale beer and cigarettes. It was obvious that a party had
just finished.

Peering around the corner into the living room, the leader, Jack, spied a girl.
Her head was leaning against the couch. Drool ran down her chin. It appeared like
she had passed out as she sat. Tiptoeing past her, he looked into the first
bedroom. One more unconscious female body. In the other bedroom, another. "What
the Christ?," he thought. "She doesn't live here." He quickly went out to speak
to his buddies.

"Well, we now have three of them. I guess if we are quiet, we'll be able to sneak
up on them all. Jan, you take this pillow and cover the one on the couch. Make
sure she don't yell. Eddie, you take her legs, I'll take her arms. We'll cart her
out here, tie her up, gag her, and then take the two in the bedroom one at a
time." They left some cord and the tape on the kitchen table.

Eddie spied an open bottle of bourbon, and reached for it. he took a deep sip of
the amber liquid, and felt it burn its way down his throat. He shivered, and
coughed. " Thats better," he said with agrin.

Like clockwork, they tiptoed into the living room, and grabbed the strawberry
blonde on the couch. Jan pressed the pillow on her mouth, effectively muffling
any noise. The girl kicked her heels a bit, but the three of them easily
overpowered her. Jan flickered a butcher knife in front of the girl's face, and
touched the icy steel against her throat. This quickly quieted her down. Her eyes
bugged out as she began to realize that strangers were around her.  The three of
them brought her to the kitchen and layed her face down on the floor. Jan kept
the pillow close to her mouth while her male counterparts bound her hands and
feet. Balling a tea towel together, they shoved it into her yap and taped it
shut.

"You stay with this one while we round up the other two," he said. Jan sat down
next to her and ran her knife up the girl's neck. "Be good sweetie," she said.
Her captive mumbled something inaudible. "Thats right honey. Just shut the fuck
up!" said Jan with a lecherous smile.

The other two each grabbed the duct tape and went on with their robbery plans.
Jack, grabbing a towel from the kitchen, entered Chris' room. He stared at the
girl, and noted her long, lithe body. Old faded jeans hugged every curve of her
hips and bum. Long brown hair hung well past her shoulders.

He sprung on her, and quickly  stuffed a rag into her mouth. He slapped her in
the face twice, and waved his knife in front of her face. Still obviously very 
drunk, she was slow to wake up. He was quickly able to wrench her over onto her
stomach. He took her left wrist and took it behind her back. His other hand took
her right arm and placed it over her left. He wrapped tape around her one wrist,
then taped her arms together. Over and under the tape went, firmly  securing her
arms. He took a handful of her shoulder length hair and tilted her head so that
she was looking into his eyes. " Be very quiet and you won't get messed up. Its
just that simple." He pressed the tip of the knife between her breasts and onto
the spot where her heart was.  "I'll fuckin' run you through, you drunken bitch.
Be awfully fucking quiet." The terrorized girl lay silent. His hand still in her
hair, he pushed her head up and down in a forced sign of agreement. He then
hauled her up by the shoulders and tried to hold her steady.

Steady she wasn't. He had to half drag, half carry the drunken women. She had
passed out in her clothes. He was a bit excited by the circumstances, and his
mind started to wonder. Her tight, faded jeans acscentuated a perfect, pear
shaped ass. A loose sweater hung loosely over a pair of small tits. There was no
fat on this one; everything was very taught.

There was something special about this girl. She was probably in her early
twenties. He had never really been attracted to this lean kind of woman. He
usually liked big tits and a bit of meat.  But this one caused his testosterone
to flow freely.

She stumbled, and he grabbed her around the shoulders. His free hand braced her
from the front, and he let it settle on her left boob. He involutarily pawed at
it through sweater, and suddenly realized where his hand was at. He cupped what
he thought to be a very firm 32 B tit and realized that he wanted more. Adrenlyn
shot through his veins and his penis hardened. His tongue licked his lips in
excitement as his palm encircled the entire firm pap. He repositioned himself,
putting his left arm around her shoulder, freeing his right.

"What to do?" he pondered. "Lets see how drunk she really is," he thought as an
evil smile appeared on his face.

He then slowly pulled her sweater from her jeans, revealing a very flat stomach.
Placing his palm against the flesh, he gingerly  ran his hand up her belly,
pulling the front of her sweater further upward with his wrist. His fingertips
felt each rib as they passed by. He stopped at the white elastic bottom of her
bra. Hesitantly, he waited for a protest from the girl. He held his breath in
anxious silence. She said or did nothing to indicate that she was aware of his
actions. He then cupped her small, firm breast through the cotton-lace of her
brassiere.

He quickly discovered that these firm, perky tits were capped with tiny nipples.
He rubbed his own erection against her ass. Although he had never been really
attracted to a 'flat chested' women, he was certainly jazzed by this one. Working
one nipple to erection, he pulled at it through the satin. He briefly began to
think about grabbbing a quick piece of ass as he brought his hand to her belt
buckle. He imagined her draped forward across the edge of the couch, with her
jeans and panties around her ankles. He salivated at the thought of of ramming
his rock hard manhood deep into her pussy from behind. The thought of her tight
little asshole further increased his desire. He could fuck her, and no one would
know. "I'd better not go further, I guess. We are here for robbery, and not rape.
" He left the madness pass from him,  and dragged her to the kitchen. He
deposited her on the floor next to her friend.

Jan looked at her and smiled.  She felt her own heartbeat increase. Her bullet
like nipples poked their way through her own blouse. The tingleling of sex pulsed
between her legs. Her desire for women was usually muted by having to go and find
them. Here was the perfect opportunity to enjoy all the pleasures of Lesbos. And
domination. She shivered with anticipation as she leered at her captives. She sat
next to the strawberry blonde and put her arm around her. Jan's eyes almost
twinkled as she leered at the beautiful rehead. The terrified teen leaned against
her, almost secure in being guarded by a woman. She was totally unaware of Jan's
carnal intent.

Jack ran from the kitchen when he heard a scream from the bedroom. He was ready
for a brawl, and his heart thumped loiudly in his chest. As he turned the corner
of the bedroom, he saw his friend Eddie ripping open the shirt of an incredibly
attractive blonde. Her firm, brassierre clad breasts were accentuated by the fact
that her hands were tied behind her back. He tried to undo the front hook of her
bra, but she broke away. He immediately fell upon her, tackling her on the bed.
"You've been a very bad girl, you filthy bitch!" he roared. His hand rose and
fell on her ass three, four, then five times. She screamed and squirmed in an
attempt to escape. He took her by the neck and arched it back,"Shut up cunt. I
take what I want and right at the moment, its you and your tight body.."

The leader smiled. He never conceived that this kind of thing would happen. But
he was excited enough to say, "You want any help?"

"BEAT IT, SCRAM,  this one is mine!! Just look at this, ", he said as he rolled
her over onto her back." Look at these tits, they're perfect. I'm gonna fuck her
between these mounds and come all over her face. Now fuck off so I can get on
with my fun. I don't like an audience."

Jack turned and left for the kitchen, his erection raging in his pants. He
couldn't get his mind off the girl he had accosted. All he could think of was
dominating the lean bitch, chewing on those tiny, hard nipples and raping that
pear shaped ass of hers. He rearranged his cock so it wasn't pointing straight
out. He didn't want Jan to see his excitement.

What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks at the sight before him. He didn't
have to hide his own excitement at all.  He had always suspected that Jan was
attracted to women, but this was an incredible surprise. Here was a partially
clad Jan, opening struggling with the strawberry blonde, actively groping and
kissing the strawberry blond. One hand was around her waist and the other was
around her neck. The embrace held her tight as Jan's tongue freely wandered in
between their lips.

Jan had already stripped her own jeans off and had just finished opening the
girl's blouse revealing the top of a sheer blue teddy. It was cool in the
kitchen, and the silk and lace accentuated her full nipples. She had forced her
own two legs between the girl's, and was slowly grinding herself against the
girl. Both of her hands wandered to the girl's tight ass. She kneeded the taught
flesh, bringing her own red pantied crotch in direct contact with that of her
captive. Her tongue could be seen slurping its way in her mouth, aggresively
searching out each crevice. His own imagination kept trying to place a man
groping the girl. Yet, clearly, it was his own friend Jan, a real woman, going at
another woman. Her ass began to undulate as she rubbed herself against her
'lover'.


She broke her french kiss long enough to begin to undo her own blouse, revealing
her demi bra which barely contained her 34 C breasts. "Oh hi, I got a little
hot," she said, as she finished stripping off her own top. "You don't mind?" she
said, as she continued to grind herself against the girl, " I have a weakness for
young redheads."

"Hey Jack, help me get these lovely skin skin tight tights off this lovely,
little slut," asked Jan nonchalently. "I have to taste her. I need to feel her
young, taught flesh against mine. And I want her warm, wet tongue lapping at my
sex." The strawberry blonde, with her hands tied behind her, struggled with Jan,
but was in little position to really fight. Jan continued to freely grope the
girl, and spread her legs so that they rested atop of the girl's thigh. She then
really started to dry hump her. " I know you can feel how wet I am for you," she
cooed as she continued to grind herself against her lover. A dark wet spot was
clearly evident in the centre of her panties.

Jack hesitated a little, but was more than curious with what Jan had in mind. His
own dominance streak was clearly seen again, and he became quite excited as he
realized this was lesbian rape, a scene he had secretly fantasized about. His
erection returned as he knew he was going to get much more than he ever thought.
He approached Jan and her quarry and stood before them. He didn't really know
what to do, but he did want to see what was next.

"Jack, just get her standing up against the wall. I'll do the rest," Jan said.
"Hey girly slut, I bet when you slithered into these tights, you wanted to show
off that tight little ass of yours. I am sure you expected to have men fawn all
over you and try to get into your moist little panties. I'm sure you'd smile and
let them fondle your ass on the dancefloor. You may even slip him some tongue in
a quick wet one on your way out. You're  nothin' a fuckin' cock teasing drink
whore. All show, no go. Well, I've called your bluff, you slut. I'm damn sure you
didn't expect to have some pussy happy woman like me between your legs, eh bitch?
You're gonna give me the the kind of lovin' only a woman can get from another
woman." said Jan in a sensual monotone.

Jan fell to her knees in front of her. Her own hands shook with excitement as she
hooked her own fingers around the elastic waistband and ever so slowly pulled
them downward. In what seemed to take forever, Jan worked the spandex further and
further down, revealing the shapely curves of an eighteen year old athlete. Her
tiny cotton briefs barely contained what appeared to be a well trimmed bush. She
lasiviously licked her own lips.