Muffled Milfs_Damsels Anonymous_Volume 3_Part 2

by Valereya James

  “It's a shame Lisa, I really did like you.” King said with a note of sorrow in his voice.

  “Mrruuggglll! Ummm!” Lisa grumbled, pulling against her assailants. Jack stepped out from behind her to admire the gagged, bikini clad woman.

  “Quite a trio we have here, huh?” Jack asked King.

  “Indeed.” King agreed, stopping in front of Lisa. She continued to glare at him in defiance.

  “Get her trussed up along with the other two. I don't want her being any trouble.”

  Lisa let out a growl and surged forward, breaking free from the grasp of the goons that held her.

  Shelly's eyes widened and hope filled her heart as she watched the men's look of shock as Lisa, still gagged, sprung forward, her muscles coiling like an animal ready to strike. This is what they get for underestimating her!

  A second later, Lisa sent a fist into King's temple, sending him flying back. One of the goon's ran forward and grabbed her by the arm, but she shook him off and sent another fist into his gut.

  Shelly beamed with pride as she watched! Yes, Lisa would rescue them as she hoped.

  Another goon came from behind and wrapped his arms around Lisa's chest. She flexed, ripping his arms free-

  -But her bikini, a flimsy bandeau top, was made more for aesthetics than anything, and it flew off with the goon, exposing Lisa's large, luscious breasts for all to see.

  Shelly's eyes widened, and she felt her get wet. She was getting turned on! Her heart was filled with lust and pride at this magnificent woman who would save her.

  When we get free, her and I are going to have such a wild night!

  Lisa turned to face the goon behind her, grabbing him by the collar, but behind her, another goon lunged at her.

  “Mmm.” Shelly muttered, attempting to warn the now topless rescuer.

  But Lisa stepped forward to throw the goon in her grasp, causing the one behind her to fall short. His arms flailed, reaching out to grab her--

  --Instead his flailing hands found the strap of her g-string bikini bottom. Lisa spun around and the man recoiled--

  --snapping off her bottoms! Lisa froze and squealed, her mouth still gagged.

  “Hrrrmmm!” She cried, now completely nude. The henchman only stood dumbfounded, flimsy bikini bottoms in hand. A second later, Lisa grabbed him by the collar and pulled him towards her--

  “Uhhhm!” Shelly moaned, attempting to warn Lisa--

  --But it was too late. Behind Lisa, Jack rose and delivered a viscous karate chop right to the back of her head. Lisa's eyes went wide and she let out a muffled cry of shock, and then went limp. The nude woman fell back into Jack's waiting arms, eyes rolling up into her sockets.

  “Mm...” Shelly could only moan, watching as the men converged on the dazed woman. They laid her out on her stomach and pulled her arms behind her, securing them together at the wrists, and then her feet at the ankle. Lisa started coming to her senses halfway through her ankles being tied, and started to thrash and struggle.

  “Ummmph! Hmmm! Ullllrggglle!” She moaned, but it was too late, she was already secured hand and foot. Jack stepped away and allowed himself a satisfied smile.

  “Okay, get her up!” He ordered. His henchmen, already bruised and winded, pulled the struggling bodybuilder to her bound feet. Her bare breasts heaved as she struggled.

  “Well, you gave us quite the hard time.” Jack said, leering at Lisa's nude body.

  “Hrrrmm grrrblle!” She chewed on her gag, glaring at him. Behind Jack, a bruised King hobbled over.

  “What should we do with her?” Jack asked King.

  “Get rid of her, and fast!” King said through gritted teeth.

  “Yes, but not now.. too many people.” Jack rubbed his chin in thought.

  “Mrrrrgggh! Ummmp!” Lisa pulled against the men holding her, glaring at Jack.

  “I have an idea!” Jack raised a finger. “Find some rope!” He ordered, and then grabbed Lisa by the arm. She struggled and attempted to pull away, but the henchmen holding her guided her.

  “It seems that you two are well acquainted.” Jack said, motioning to Shelly. Shelly froze, not liking where this was going.

  “Mmo.... mo....mmm” Shelly shook her head, watching as they dragged the struggling Lisa closer.

  “Urrrgggl! Mmmmph! Mmmmufff!” Lisa kicked and fought as they brought her nearer to Shelly.

  “Let's get you two a little bit closer.” Jack smiled, and with that brought Lisa towards Shelly.

  Shelly, knowing what was coming, leaned her head back, but there was nothing she could do. A moment later, Jack lifted Lisa onto the bound Shelly's lap and pressed her forward, burying Shelly's face between Lisa's massive breasts.

  “Hmm... mmmm...ummm!” Shelly moaned, her head completely eclipsed by the other woman's naked breasts. A moment later, she felt rope wrapping around the back of her head and around Lisa, tying them both together.

  “Mufff mmmmo! Mlll ffflll moo!” Lisa grumbled into her gag as her employer's head was secured between her breasts.

  Shelly though, couldn't do anything. The rope around her head held it perfectly between Lisa's giant boobs, and the gags prevented her from protesting. All she could do was sit now in the darkness of her hench-woman's cleavage and conserve her air.

  What did they have planned next?

  To be continued...