The Estate: Jessica and Lisa Ch. 01

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fantasy/fiction of rape, torture, bondage, and female slavery. This story is FICTION that is intended to be read for the enjoyment of all; for men and women both who know and understand the differences between reality and fantasy. If reading this sort of thing is in any way offensive to you, then please close your browser window now. DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE UNDER EIGHTEEN YEARS OF AGE.

Once again, this is a work of fiction. Any and all resemblances to any persons and/or events, living or dead, are purely coincidental.

I do not condone these acts in reality and recommend serious psychiatric help for those who think that doing this sort of thing in reality is acceptable.

This is your fair warning. Again, if you find this sort of thing offensive, then please do not read any further. Thank You.

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This is the life, Jessica thought as she lowered herself down into the bathtub, letting the warm, soapy bathwater lap up around her round natural D-Cup breasts. She closed her eyes and sighed with contentment, leaning her head back and relaxing while letting her shoulder length auburn hair flow over the back of the tub. As she stretched out her shapely legs to let her toes touch the far end of the tub, she hummed with contentment. She had the whole morning to herself; no husband, no daughter, and no distractions for hours.

Her husband, Kevin, was out at the office as was typical for a weekday and their eighteen year old daughter, Lisa, was at her summer cheerleading camp and would be there until about noon. So Jessica had time to indulge herself and a warm bubble bath was just such a way to start that off.

Jessica let her hands drift down her body under the water, lightly caressing her fair white skin. They traced out her slight hourglass figure, past her waist, down to her hips, and down to the shaven cleft in between her legs. Kevin liked her being totally shaven and smooth. Jessica wasn't exactly a large woman, but she was beautiful, voluptuous and had curves on her. There wasn't a single roll of fat on her with the exception that she had a bit of a belly on her. One of her few girlfriends remarked at one time that she had a body slightly larger than Mariah Carey; slightly bigger than average yet not overweight in the least. Mmmm... yeaahh... Jessica moaned with pleasure as she parted her pussy lips and fingered her clit. Before too long she was working up a good rhythm with her right hand while her left drifted back up to her chest to squeeze one breast and then the other before starting to tweak her now hard nipples. Soon she was lost in her own little fantasy world as she pleasured herself in the bathtub.

Yes, this was the life...

***

"This is the life Mac," Bobby said from the passenger's seat of the nondescript white van that he rode in. He was glancing through the contents of a manila folder while checking a map. "All the chicks we want to fuck, how we want to fuck them and pretty much when we want to fuck them."

"That it is Bobby m'boy, that it is." Mac said from the driver's seat. His attention was focused outside, checking addresses in the suburban neighborhood that he was driving through. "We heading in the right direction?"

"Yup, it should be up here on the left." Bobby said, pointing to a blue two story house up ahead.

"Excellent. We got time to have fun on this one until we have to ship out the merchandise." Mac said, starting to back the van into the indicated driveway.

Bobby gave Mac a wolfish grin. "Wonder if the girl's had her cherry popped yet?" he asked his slightly older compatriot.

"You'll get to find off soon enough when she gets in. The Boss has arranged for her to get back early before the guy gets home so that we'll have more time with her." Mac said, mirroring the grin and putting the van into park.

"Excellent." Bobby said. "I can hardly wait.

"Let's get the stuff and get started then." Mac said, unhitching his seatbelt and moving to the back of the van.

"Little pick-me-up before today's events begin?" Bobby asked, holding up a small vial with some blue pills in it.

"Even though we've been holding off for a week just waiting for this job?" Mac asked. When Bobby grinned and popped a single pill into his mouth, Mac smiled as well.

"Alright, hit me with one." He said. Bobby obliged him. Mac downed it easily and then parted the black curtain that separated the driver's cab from the cargo area of the van. "Now let's get busy..."

***

Jessica let out a cry of ecstasy as she climaxed. Some of the bath water sloshed out of the tub as she arched her back and rocked with the orgasm. She gasped repeatedly as the waves of pleasure washed all over her. Soon she was relaxing again and settling back in the tub. After a few moments of basking in the bliss, her eyelids fluttered open and she sighed in contentment once again. She allowed herself a small smile of happiness before deciding that it was time to get out of the tub.

Kevin had heard a rumor at one point in time that the longer one stayed in water, the more wrinkled one got and therefore that was bad on the skin. So Jessica was not allowed long baths. She didn't mind too much. In fact, as she let the bathwater out and shrugged into her cream colored robe, she knew exactly how to pamper herself further. That came in the form of her and Kevin's king sized bed in their bedroom.

She slipped into her matching cream slippers and put her hair up in a towel before heading toward the bedroom in order to indulge herself further. This was the second part of a lonely morning that she was looking forward to.

***

Mac and Bobby were poised in the back of the modified van, ready for action. The back of the utility van had been stripped out and the windows blackened in order for them to conduct their type of business. Both men had donned black masks in order to prevent some random chance of someone in the neighborhood spotting them. Odds were low in a suburban area like this as most of the men were at work, children at summer camps and schools, and women puttering around in their houses, busy with their daily schedules. Still, it didn't pay to take chances. The Boss didn't forgive careless mistakes and the two of them wanted to remain in this type of work. Mac and Bobby picked up two black backpacks, slung them over their shoulders, and picked up two black briefcases.

At Mac's silent signal, they burst from the back of the van and dashed to the front door of the two story house that they'd parked in front of. Mac quickly closed the back doors of the van while Bobby dashed to the door and quickly scooped the door key out from under the potted plan off to the side that he knew would be there from the briefing packet. He had the door open and ready for Mac to dash through. Mac went through first, followed by Bobby, who'd replaced the key in its hiding spot and silently closed and locked the door behind them. The whole thing took no more than ten seconds flat.

They took a couple of seconds to take in the well furnished, middle class, house. Mac's mouth twisted up in a half grin while they both took their masks off; the thick blue carpeting would making moving through the house silently all that easier. Now all they had to do was find their prey. Both Mac and Bobby's eyes were drawn upward as they heard a woman's cry of pleasure from upstairs. Leaving the suitcases downstairs off to one side, both men quickly vaulted the stairs off to the left and headed up to the master bedroom and master bathroom.

As they rushed into the bedroom, they shrugged off their backpacks. They then took up positions on either side of the doorway that led into the master bathroom. Their timing couldn't have been better as the woman inside was just now donning her bathrobe and slippers before putting her hair up in a towel. Mac waited for her to come out of the bathroom and waited for her to get past him before he sprung into action.

Jessica was lost in her own little world as she moved from the bathroom to the bedroom. She was so engrossed in what she had planned that she never even saw the two men that had taken up positions next to the door. Mac charged her, wrapping one muscular arm around her waist, the other up under her arm in order to snake up towards her head. He clamped his hand over her mouth to muffle her startled scream as he allowed his momentum to carry the two of them forward and onto the bed.

Mac pulled himself up to his knees, keeping his arms around Jessica as she squirmed and struggled underneath of him. When he was straddling her back, keeping her pinned to the bed with his bulk, he drew out his arm from around her waist to hold out his hand toward Bobby. "Rope." he said calmly.

"Rope." Bobby said, slapping a small length of rope into his hand.

Jessica was now frantic with fear as the man on top of her dropped the rope down next to her head and used his free hand to grab the collar of her robe to yank it down off of her shoulders. The whole thing was unthinkable for her; there were two men in her house to do God knows what to her! Oh God no... She thought as the man released his hand from her mouth in order to use both hands to yank the robe all the way down off of her arms to her waist. She resumed her thrashing and screaming as she tried desperately to get free.

"Struggle and scream all you want Jessica..." the man on top of her hissed into her ear. That made her freeze with dread. They knew who she was! His next words confirmed it. "We know all about you and all about this house, for example that your husband had the house soundproofed because he didn't want to hear the kids playing outside when he comes home at night."

Mac then grabbed her wrists, put them up above her head and then, with expert precision that came with years of practice, bound her wrists tightly together while Jessica cried and protested underneath of him. He didn't mind her squirming around, it made it all that more exciting for him and certainly got him hard in a hurry. Mac calmly got up off of her and stepped to the side of the bed, dragging Jessica's bound wrists behind him and therefore forcing her off of the bed. He yanked her to her feet, yanked the towel off of her head to let her damp brown hair fall back down over her shoulders, and then yanked her robe off the rest of the way, cruelly exposing her body to the two of them. Mac licked his chops hungrily; he was looking forward to sucking on those tits shortly. He then looked over his shoulder. "Ready Bobby?" He asked.

"Yeah Mac." Bobby said, coming down off of the chair that he'd retrieved from the small desk in the corner of the bedroom. He looked up to admire his handiwork.

Jessica looked up and saw that there was now a decent sized hook now jutting down out of the ceiling close to the foot of her bed, but far enough out to be over the floor. She noticed that there was also an eyehook that had been placed in the floor nearby. In all of her struggling, she never noticed that this Bobby had pulled out a power drill in order to add a couple of items to her bedroom. "What... What are you going to do?" she asked in a small voice. She felt small next to these two. Mac was at least 6'5" with sandy blond hair and was well muscled. Bobby was at least 6' even with brown hair and even he was taller than her 5'8" height.

"I think that you can use your imagination." Mac said, leering down at her.

Jessica shuddered with revulsion. "My... My husband will be home soon." She said, trying to put up a defiant front.

"Not for another couple of hours at least." Bobby said, now taking the time to look at her naked body. The Boss had been right about this one; she had some meat on her bones, not like some of the anorexic twigs that they'd retrieved in the past. Bobby wanted nothing more than to squeeze her nice round ass, caress her luscious thighs, and suck on those magnificent tits, but work had to come first before pleasure. He bent over to get a much longer rope out of the bag at his feet to hand to Mac.

Mac positioned Jessica under the hook and then wrapped the new piece of rope around the center of the rope that bound her wrists together. He then reached up to thread it through the hook in the ceiling and then handed it to Bobby. Bobby pulled on it hard, yanking Jessica's arms up over her head. Bobby continued to pull on it until Jessica was stretched out a bit to the point where she was standing on the balls of her feet. He tied off the rope on the floor eyehook in order to secure her into place before stepping back to admire her some more.

Mac had also stepped back to admire her body once again and smiled as she just stood there shivering in fright. He then calmly took off his black t-shirt to expose his muscular chest and six pack abs. Jessica's eyes darted from Mac to Bobby, who'd already taken his t-shirt and shoes off and was already undoing his jeans. Mac sat back on her bed, pulled off his boots and his pants before standing before her in nothing more than his black boxer shorts.

Jessica's breathing became rapid as Mac approached her once again. She tried to move away from him but found that she could go far with the way that she was tied up. Mac just seemed to smile at her futile efforts. "No... Get away!" Jessica shouted as Mac reached out to caress her left breast. She shuddered once again in revulsion at his touch. Mac then cupped her breast before bringing his hand around to thumb her nipple. "No... please don't!" Jessica whined as she tried to twist away from him. All she did was succeed in touching her right breast to his chest.

Mac stepped into her and wrapped an arm around her waist and an arm around her back, pulling her close and crushing her breasts against his chest. He leaned down and crushed her ruby red lips to his and cruelly forced his tongue into her mouth for a long, probing kiss. When he pulled back, Jessica turned her head away, blushing in shame. She'd never been treated in such a way before.

"There is more to come my dear..." Mac said with a big smile. He stayed close to her as he let his arms drift down her back, feeling up her silky smooth skin. His hands felt up her ass and then squeezed hard. Jessica yelped and squirmed in his arms, wiggling her tits against his chest in the process. Mac stepped back and observed her hard breathing. Her massive tits were heaving with each breath that she took.

Then, without warning, he reached down to cup her shaved pussy. Jessica's eyes went wide with fright as she gasped in shock while she unconsciously snapped her legs close, tightly squeezing them together in order to prevent Mac from getting any further. Her head snapped around to look at Mac's smiling face. She then tightly closed her eyes shut and turned her face away once again. Mac's hand was still in place and let her know this by starting to squeeze her pussy. Jessica moaned in dismay as his hand continued to pulse in between her legs.

Mac had gained enough ground to start thumbing her clit and to work his index finger up inside of her tight pussy. "Well, well, well..." he said as he made a discovery. "Someone's wet. Did we have fun in the bathtub?" he asked. When she only whimpered and didn't answer, he stepped back and nodded to Bobby. Jessica breathed a brief sigh of relief, thinking that Mac was backing off from good.

It was far from it, in fact. What Mac was doing was stepping back for Bobby to do his work. Bobby had reached into his backpack to get a small riding crop. He swung it once and spanked Jessica square on the ass. Jessica cried out in pain as the crop stung into her flesh. Mac stepped up and cupped her pussy again. "Now, I'm going to ask you again; did we have fun in the bathtub?" when she didn't answer, he stepped back again.

Bobby whacked her again with the riding crop. Jessica cried again in pain. She could feel the welts on her bottom rising up. Her legs felt like water and she would've fell to the floor had her bonds not been keeping her upright. Tears welled up in her eyes and then started falling down her cheeks as she started to openly sob with the pain and the humiliation of her ordeal.

Mac walked around her and raised her back up to the balls of her feet. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tits from behind, reveling in her crying. He then reached down to cup her pussy once again. "Don't make it a third time..." he threatened. "Have fun?" he asked, hissing in her ear. Jessica whimpered and shook her head yes. "Much better..." he said, breathing into her hair and nuzzling the back of her neck. He then traced his hands back up to her breasts, giving them another good kneading, before sliding them down her waist and hips. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back slightly, grinding his crotch against her round ass. Mac could felt the heat of the welts radiating off of her ass even through his boxers. His hands slid around to her abdomen where he gave it a bit of a squeeze. "What's this?" he asked. "You got a little fat on you or are you pregnant?" he asked his tone no longer jovial. "Are you pregnant?" He demanded. When she just whimpered and cried he clamped his hand down hard and her belly.

"NO!" she cried out, tears now openly flowing down her face. She collapsed again, dangling on the rope by her wrists. "Nooooo..." she whined while sobbing hard.

"You are sure?" Mac wanted to know. This was crucial, need to know information. This would derail the Boss's plans if things were other than what Jessica was saying.

Jessica managed to nod. When Mac demanded certainty, she managed to voice an explanation. "K-K-Kevin wanted m-me to g-g-get my... my tubes tied..." she stammered out between sobs. She really didn't want to give them reasons to use the riding crop on her again. "R-R-right a-af-After I g-g-gave b-b-birth..." she told them. "T-to e-ensure no... no marks..." she said, referring to Kevin wanting to avoid her having any scars on her belly. He was furious enough at the fact that she'd gotten pregnant at sixteen in the first place, but seemed to calm down when he found out that he was getting a daughter.

Mac smile came out again. "Excellent..." he said, squeezing her left tit in approval. "Most excellent," he repeated, stepping back from her. "However..." he nodded to Bobby, "You need to start answering questions when they are asked of you." He said as Bobby swung the crop again, this time smacking her right on her pussy. It wasn't as hard as it was when he spanked her on the ass, but it did the trick. Jessica cried out in anguish, pinched her legs together to the point of almost crossing her knees and dropped again, once again dangling from the ceiling by her wrists.

Bobby was extremely hard from watching all of this unfold. He checked his watch. They still had plenty of time until noon, but not much before the daughter got back. He tapped his watch while looking at Mac. Mac nodded and undid the knots at Jessica's wrists, letting her fall in a heap to the floor yet keeping the ones on her that bound her wrists together.

"Now for the fun part..." Mac said, reaching down and grabbing her wrists. He drug her up off of the floor and pushed her down onto the bed. Jessica was face down and she wasted no time in burying her head into a pillow and crying. While Mac quickly stripped off of his boxers, exposing his hard, nine inch long and one inch thick cock. He reached down and gave his cock a couple of quick strokes in anticipation while Bobby rolled Jessica over onto her back and secured her tied wrists to the center of the headboard and then tossed the pillows off onto the floor.

Jessica's eyes were fixated on Mac standing at the foot of the bed, stroking his large circumcised cock. "No..." she breathed. "Please... don't..." she pleaded with him as he crawled up onto the bed and over her. She snapped her legs shut in order to prevent him from doing anything. Mac just chuckled as he grabbed her ankles and easily parted her legs with his strength. Jessica began to thrash on the bed, trying desperately to get Mac from between her legs. But by this point, he was crawling up further, using his own thighs to keep her legs apart. Soon, he was lowering himself onto her, grinding his cock against her pussy.