章節 3382: ROBBED
It was a summer morning.
I was 18 at that time and had just completed my last year at the high school.
I was home with my mother, when I heard the intercom ringing. I lifted the receiver and heard a male voice saying "a registered letter for Mrs M..."
A minute later I opened the door and everything started.
The man was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, he was carrying a voluminous bag and...a gun!
He hissed me to keep my mouth shut, pushed me back in the house and closed the door.
My mom came out from the kitchen at that precise moment, seeing the man pointing the gun at my head; she brought her hands to her mouth and was certainly about to cry, but the man threatened her not to say a word or else... The gun aimed at my head was a message that didn't need any explanation! Mom succeeded in maintaining her self control and didn't shouted; just prayed the man not to hurt me.
Always keeping me under the threat of his gun, the man handed mom his bag and ordered her to empty it; mom put the bag on the floor and carefully started to open it: I watched her pulling out several hanks of rope and a roll of duct tape. For the following ten minutes I observed the man forcing mom to fill the bag with money and any valuable object he could find in the house; from time to time she she looked nervously at the ropes on the floor.
The man kept silent until he saw the bag completely filled, then told me something definitely unexpected: he ordered me to take off my clothes! I froze and look at him: there wasn't any trace of uncertainty on his face: he was serious! Mom tried to say something, but a movement of the gun towards me, persuaded her to keep quiet.
I couldn't do anything but obey him, so I started to undress: wearing t-shirt, jeans, socks and sneakers(and of course underwear), the operation didn't take me much time...and there I was: completely naked in front of my mother and a burglar!
The man showed me one of our living room chair and told me to sit down, then made mom take the ropes from the floor. Following his instructions, mom crossed my wrists and tied them together and then to the back of the chair; then took several other pieces of rope and wrapped them many times around my chest and arms, securing them to the back of the chair; finally she tied my legs together at the ankles and knees and tied my ankles to the ring connecting the chair legs. The man kept talking the whole time, warning mom that if she hadn't tied me properly, I would've been killed... The menace should have been very effective, because I could say mom was tying me really tight!
Once I was securely tied to the chair, the burglar made mom pick up one of my socks and insert it in my mouth: at the beginning I tried to resist, but mom begged me not make him get angry, so I surrendered. The final treatment consisted in several layers of duct tape wrapped around my head, holding back the sock: my mouth was so full I could barely swallow; surely I wasn't going to talk or shout!
Once he had me bound and gagged the burglar turned his attention to mom: I wasn't surprised at all when he ordered her to strip!
I watched my mother removing her sundress (remember we were in summer), flip flops and panties... in a few seconds she was completely naked! (Well, not completely indeed: she still had her glasses on...). Mom was 47 at that time, a bit chubby, but definitely not fat! She had very ample breasts...now I could see they were just a bit saggy, but extremely pretty! I found myself staring at her!
I was recalled to reality by the man's voice, ordering my mom to put another of our living room chairs in front of the one I was tied to, and to sit down; walking around the chair he warned my mom not to try anything stupid...judging by the look on her face, she wasn't in the mood of trying anything at all.
So I could do nothing but watch as my mom was being tied to her chair in the same way as I was tied to mine; the burglars wrapped many pieces of rope around her upper body too, tying them tightly above and below her breasts...now it was practically impossible not to look at her boobs: I became aware I was having a boner!
Once checked her knots, the man picked up my other sock and stuffed it into mom's mouth...she moaned in disgust, but wasn't able to spit the sock out, because she had her head wrapped in several layers of duct tape, just like mine.
With a satisfied smile on his face (and without saying a single word), the burglar lifted his now heavy bag, and walked out of the room...we heard the door closing and realized we were finally alone...
And here we are, my mother and me...bound, gagged, fully naked and facing each other!
I could say she was staring at my erection...she gave me a shocked look!
The house was absolutely silent and we both sat there motionless...
Mom was the first one to recover herself: she started to mmmmmmppphhhhh as loudly as she could, probably hoping to attract the attention of a neighbor; I joined her, though without conviction: not only the socks in our mouths prevented us from shouting, but the building was almost empty, considering the people out of town for the holidays and the ones at work (it was a weekday). Predictably, we were soon panting. After that failure, we need to find a new strategy...once again mom took the initiative, applying all her strength to the ropes in attempt to loosen them. Again I joined her, thinking that exercise would have also distracted me from the thoughts causing me the hard on...I was completely wrong! I had a look at my mother: being firmly secured to the chair, the unique parts of her body she was able to move were...her breasts! The sight of her huge boobs swinging and bouncing, only increased my excitement!
Mom took a rest to recover her energies, then all of a sudden she appeared to have found a solution: I saw her trying to shake her chair in order to move across the room (her purpose was to reach some tool to cut the ropes with, or at least I suppose so...). This experiment lasted less then the previous ones: she immediately realized that, with her ankles tied to the chair ring, she wouldn't have covered a distance longer than a meter, before falling on the floor.
After this further frustration, she came back to struggling, and me with her.
It was an extremely torrid day and, struggling that way, we soon found ourselves exhausted and covered in sweat...I find superfluous to state that the sight of my mother's naked body, wet and shimmering, made my penis became harder than ever! It was such a torture....
Basically, we spent the morning and part of the afternoon repeating countless times the same sequence: first mmmmpphhhing loudly, then struggling furiously and finally resting breathless...
From time to time I caught my mother having a look at my erected penis and sighing with despair....I could easily imagine how she was ashamed!
Six hours later my dad came back home and found us. Fortunately my hard on didn't last so long...
I wonder if mom has ever related this detail to dad....After the robbery, our lives seemed a living hell: mom was afraid even of her shadow and about me, well, I was no longer able to look at mom, without imagining her naked.
Fortunately dad took control of the situation: we moved, and dad made sure that the new apartment had every kind of safety device. Alarm system for door and windows, reinforced door, video intercom...our house was a small fort!
Our life was slowly returning to normal ... when we were informed of the arrest of the robber.
We had to testify at the trial: reporting the facts to the police had been embarrassing, but to repeat the story in public was a torture, especially for Mom.
Anyway, though I had been insecure, mom recognized the burglar with certainty, and this was enough to convict him. During my deposition, I had noticed a man in the audience looking at me intensely; my father must have noticed him too, because he immediately asked our lawyer if he knew him. "He's the burglar's brother", the answer was. However, with the conviction of the robber, the whole story seemed definitely closed and we finally went back to our lives.
About a month after the trial, my parents and I were coming back home from a dinner with friends; mom had at last started to leave the house without fear and the evening had been very pleasant.
We were on the landing, in front of our apartment, and dad was going to open the door, when they appeared out of nowhere. Four men, their faces covered by hoods and guns in their hands. They forced my father to open the door and deactivate the alarm system, then came inside with us and closed the door behind them: we were now locked up in our fortress, just with those it should have taken out!
Mom was terrified, while dad was calm and lucid. He showed them where was the money and valuables, but they interrupted him brutally. "All in good time ...", said one of them.
When another of them ordered us to undress, I seemed to live in a frightening deja vu.
Anyway we obeyed, removing our clothes, until we remained, dad and I in underwear and socks, and mom in bra and panties.
The one who seemed to be the boss came forward and hissed: "Go on, I want to see you naked!
Reluctantly, we did as we were ordered.
One of the men gave to me and dad two pills for each, telling us to swallow them. They looked in our mouths., to make sure that we had really swallowed.
Then they took out from a bag several hanks of rope: I already knew what awaited us!
They tied our arms in a very strange way: they made us overlap our forearms behind our backs, so that each of our hands was close to the opposite elbow. They took a long piece of rope and wrapped it several times around our chests, then around each of our arms above the elbows, then they connected this rope to our forearms. Our arms were completely immobilized and fixed to our bodies.
On mom they used two pieces of rope, wrapping one above and one below her breasts: due to those ropes and to the position of her arms, her breasts were protruding...despite of the dangerousness of our situation, I could not help but find my mother extremely exciting!
They took mom's bra and forced it into dad's mouth, securing it with duct tape; then did the same with my mouth and mom's panties and with mom's mouth and one of my socks. Finally they forced us to sit on the floor, side by side, our backs against the wall and tied our legs at the ankles and knees.
Then they sat on chairs in front of us, doing nothing but look and laugh at us.
We sat there silent and frightened: this wasn't a robbery, it was clear, so what did they wanted from us?
Mom was sitting between me and dad. I realized that I could touch lightly her fingers with my fingertips. She looked at me scared, her eyes were veiled with tears.
The robbers did not seem to have any hurry: they remained sat there for a while, laughing and making lewd comments about our nakedness.
Meanwhile I could not avoid looking at my mother's breasts ... on the other hand, she immediately noticed my erection: the feeling of deja vu was getting stronger!
Compared to last time, now I had an extra stimulus: I was tasting my mother's panties, my mouth was steeped in her vaginal fluids!
I noticed that also my father had an erection. It seemed strange: he should have been accustomed to seeing his wife naked!
I can not say how much time had passed, but suddenly the four men stood up. They moved one of the living room furniture in the middle of the room. It was a rectangular coffee table, with solid legs connected in pairs by horizontal supports along the short side.
They untied mom's legs and made her lay face downwards on the table, with her legs spread on either side. They tied her upper body to the table top and each of her knee to a leg of the table: a position that did not promise anything good! Mom had to think the same way because she began to mmmmmpphhh furiously, but the thieves did not showed any compassion and continued their work.
They help dad to stand up, made him hop towards the coffee table and kneel on the floor, behind mom. Then I witnessed something shocking: I saw them introduce to force dad's erected penis in mom's anus! The operation took some time and had to be painful for my mother: her mmmmmmpphhing became hysterical; if she had not been gagged, I believe that her screams would have waked the whole neighborhood!
One of the men doubled a piece of rope, wrapped it around mom's waist, made it pass through dad's crotch, wrapped around his waist and then connected the rope encircling mom's waist with the one tied around dad's. Then he tied his knees to the support connecting the legs of the table. Finally he used another piece of rope to connect together dad's ankles, waist and forearms: dad had no way to remove his cock from mom's ass, at least until it had been hard!
Mom was crying and moaning from under the gag, but, though I could easily imagine how much she was suffering, I couldn't help but find the sight of dad forced to bugger her, indescribably exciting!
Now it was my turn! One of the men helped me to stand up, hop towards the table and kneel on the floor: the same as they did with my father, except for the fact that I was face to face with my mother. I was close enough to see tears running down her cheeks. The man pulled the tape from her face and helped her to spit my sock. She gasped for air, then started to whimper, begging the four men to let us go. The one closer to me doubled a rope, made a noose at one end and then slipped the noose around mom's neck, leaving a long peace of spare rope hanging. Then he made it: he guided my cock into mom's mouth, pushing it so thoroughly that my penis seemed to be to squeeze in her throat. I heard mom regurgitate.
The man took the spare rope hanging from mom's neck, pulled it forcing my cock deeper in mom's mouth, made it pass through my crotch and tied it tightly around my waist; once made the knot he tied the two spare ends of the rope around my scrotum. Then, as he had done to dad, he tied my knees to the horizontal support of the table, and finally tied another piece of rope from my ankles, to my waist and then to my forearms. He had practically gagged mom with my dick!
He gave me a violent slap on the ass, saying "Your mother has a rope tied around his neck with a slipknot: If I were you I wouldn't try to pull your cock out of her mouth, unless you want to strangle her, of course!" Mom and I moaned as one.
As final touch, one of the men used a piece of rope to connect the ropes encircling dad's chest and mine, so that if one of us had tried to alleviate the pressure he was putting on mom, he would have done nothing but increase the one applied by the other.
Next they produced a video camera and started filming us. Dad and I mmmmmmpphhhed in anger.
I could hear mom sobbing.
I was too humiliated to look at dad, so I tried to look down. Absolutely not a good idea: I could see my mother keeping my cock in her mouth, a sight increasing my excitation.
From time to time, I felt mom sucking my cock: not being able to spit out the saliva that it was forming in her mouth, she was forced to suck to try to swallow it.
In the meantime, our captors were in search for ideas to make their movie more absorbing.
The way they had tied my arms, it leaved my ass open and inviting: all four made in turns to violently slap my ass.....with each blow my instinctive reaction to pain made me push my dick deep in mom's throat. I heard her choke every time.
My father was getting more and more furious at this show, and began to struggle, but, bound as he was, he only obtained to violently bugger mom, increasing the amusement of our captors.
Meanwhile, they went on slapping my ass, with increasing frequency: unwittingly, I was practically fucking my mother in her mouth!
Two of them had started to do to my father the same thing they were doing to me, so now mom was fucked in her mouth and sodomized simultaneously. When she wasn't choking, she moaned in pain!
At one point I felt that I couldn't resist any longer; I tried to restrain myself, but the other two continued to slap me on the ass... .I started mmmmmmmmmpphhhhing desperately, hoping to warn mom, then came violently in her mouth.
It was an incredible sensation! At that time I had never even received a blow job: to ejaculate in the mouth of a woman, a woman who was even my mother, it has been indescribable!
Anyway I was worried about her: I felt my sperm continuing to flow and knew she had no way to spit it! She was sucking desperately trying to swallow as quickly as possible! Her mouth had to be completely full: I could feel the cum begin to leak over my scrotum.
Meanwhile I heard dad mmmmmmmppphhing violently, sign that he was coming too.
For a while, all three of us gasped for air, due to our gags, then our breath started to normalize.
Mom choked once or twice, but finally she succeeded in breathing normally. My scrotum and thighs were full of semen poured from his mouth.
I expected at this point my erection to reduce, but it did not: I began to be suspicious about the pills that our captors gave us! I crossed eyes with one of them: he confirmed my suspicions. "Oh yes, little boy, there's still a lot of fun awaiting for you!"
Then the boss came close to dad and removed his hood: we had seen him at the court, it was the brother of the first robber! "Do not even think about denouncing us to the police.....we can do much worse to your family!" he said.
Then he put back his hood and they leaved. Before leaving, one of his accomplices slapped my ass again, more violently then ever.....I almost started to cry.....my buttocks were on fire!
Once left alone, we made all possible efforts to loosen our bonds, but every move we made was a torture for mom. Calling for help was beyond dispute: nobody could hear us with those gags!
My erection lasted unabated, and so dad's one, I suppose. Stand still in that position was becoming extremely painful, so dad and I gave up: every time we felt the stimulation grew back, we used mom to calm down. She had learned to swallow in order to avoid suffocation; she seemed resigned to be fucked, but occasionally began to cry again.
Basically we spent the whole night fucking mom: I would be lying if I said I didn't like it! Indeed I loved every minute I spent bound, gagged and cumming into mom's mouth!
The next day was Sunday and we waited for my grandparents to join us for lunch. When they knocked on the door, the effect of the pills had ceased and I had somehow managed to pull my cock out of mom's mouth, so she was able to call for help. Grandpa entered with his key and had the greatest shock of his life!
This time there was no return to normal life. A week after the fact, I found the video made by our captors, posted on an internet site: until now it has been seen a million times. Our captors posted on the sites our nouns and address: we were now reluctant celebrities!
The end
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