It was a hot and humid summer evening somewhere in the US. My wife and I we had become acquainted with our new US friends Ginger and Ed during a bank robbery where all four of us hand been taken as hostages by the bank robbers. Ginger had offered us to stay some days at her home and some days later we and Ed went to her office to help her with her move to an other place and we were captured by a sniper who had choosen Ginger's office to wait for his target down on the street. Again all four of us had spend some thrilling hours completely helpless gagged and in tight bondage and thank's God for some reason the target did not appear and our captor spared us as we had no idea about the identity of his target. We were released beyond believe to have overcome alive and unharmed two times a very tough bondage ordeal and it was our last evening at Ginger's home and we thought we had really a good reason to celebrate to be still alive and so we put some festive dresses and Ginger ordered a feast by a catering service. We had a really festive dinner and some drinks and then my wife asked Ed and Ginger if they would like to dance "Forró" which is a special dance well known in the North East of Brazil and she put some music and we had a good time and my wife was dancing wit Ed and I with Ginger. Soon we opened the terrace door to get some fresh air and we were so engaged with dancing that we didn't notice the masked robbers who were entering the terrace door...
We were completely taken by surprise. As soon as we become aware ot the robbers, we raised up our hands, trembling on our whole body. One of the guys cut off the music while the other had us at gun point. We were at the same time stiffy scared and completely bewildered and just could't believe that for the third time in only a few days we were at the complete mercy of some tough and very determinated criminals. After some moments, Ginger was the first to find some words:
"For heavens sakes. What ...what are you doing in my house? What....what...?"
"Stupid question, coozie, What does it seems like, er? We just came to join you little party, haha. We got a hot tip that you're a very wealthy coo. So we came to pay you a little visit..."
"Eh, idiot, you're talking too much. Let's tie them up. The two wussy-boys first."
I was the first to be tied up. Meanwhile the other robber forced Ginger to tell where her cash and valuables were:
"Okay, coozie, tell me, where's your cash and jewelry. What are you waiting for. Speak!"
My wife was trembling with fear:
"Ginger, please, tell them what they want to know. We've no choice"
"For sure, There...There's a strong box in my home office. There you'll find some cash money.
My jewelry is in a cupboard drawer in my bedroom. Take whatever you want. Just don't do us any harm, please!"
"Haha. That's the way I like it, coo. Knew that you would be reasonable. Some pals of us have told us that you and you and the other sissies are really cooperative and submissive."
"Okay, that's it. Lets tie them up"
Soon all four of us were tied up and gagged...
"Move pussies. Let's put them on some chairs"
We were brought to the next room, where one of the robber lined up some chairs...
"What are you waiting for. Take a seat!"
We were forced to sit down on the chairs and our ankles were bound, too. We waited some time and after a while our captors came back with some more coils of rope.
"Haha. Look what we've found in the bedroom drawers. And some others in the luggage of your guests, coo. Seems we've discovered a little secret isn't it."
"Yeah, and be sure we will make good use of it, hahaha."
Some additional loops of rope were wounded around our chest, belly and upper legs.
"Ummph. MMMMMMH"
"That's it, sissies. Guess you won't be able to free yourselves so soon. So we'll have enough time to search your house and to split. Take care, hahaha.!"
Tightly bound and gagged we were left behind by the inturders. For more than on hour we didn't dare to try to free ourselves as we didn't know if our captors were still in the house. Only then we started to struggle against our tight bonds...but in vain...
Then, some time later, suddenly two police women entered the room were we were sitting tightly bound and gagged on the chairs. We were releases from our bonds and the police women told us that the two robbers had been seen by a neighbour when leaving Ginger's house and soon had been arrested by the police. We learned, too, that the robbers were some pals of the bank robbers who had taken us as hostages and that they had got the tip to rob Ginger from them. My wife and I, we actually said goodbye to Ginger and Ed the next day, but we agreed firmly to meet each other again on other occasions in Germany, the US, Brazil or elsewhere on the world as we had really become fond of each other not at least due to our affiliative bondage experiences...
