"Hurry, let's gag the bitches!" Ben growled to J, who swept into action.
Before Skylar or her mom realized what was happening, J had re-attached Charlotte's gag while Ben had retrieved a bright pink ball-gag from the duffel bag and stuffed it firmly between the younger blonde's lips, fastening it in place.
"You sluts behave yourselves while we go check on our uninvited guests," Ben hissed.
Then the two men disappeared.
Her heart pounding, Skylar tried to think. 'They're gone. This is our chance to escape.' She looked down at her mom. Charlotte's wrists were both cuffed to the bed's headboard, just like hers. But her and her mom's legs were no longer tied down. Skylar moved her legs up and crouched for leverage now, yanking hard on her cuffs. The wooden headboard creaked. Skylar pulled harder.
'Mom, help me!' she thought. 'If we pull together, maybe the headboard's weak enough. Maybe we can break it loose!' Her frantic gaze met her mom's.
But Charlotte didn't seem to have the same fight or sense of urgency she did. 'Come on, Mom. Help me!' Skylar pleaded inwardly. She could understand her mom being too frightened to move, the power of terror to make a person freeze up, but it still disappointed her all the same.
Meanwhile, Charlotte looked up at her naked daughter frantically trying to break free. Her mind was racing, but for a very different reason. She didn't want to escape. She wanted the night to play out as she'd planned, with her two hired thugs giving her and her daughter a rough night to remember. But no one else had been part of Charlotte's plan. She didn't want anyone else to get caught up in the intimate ordeal she'd painstakingly arranged for her and her daughter to experience together.
'Oh my god,' Charlotte thought, a thunderbolt of panic suddenly hitting her right through the heart. 'What if it's Zane? What if he came home early or decided not to stay out with Mia?'
That thought now not only haunted the beautiful MILF, it terrified her.
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MEANWHILE, DOWNSTAIRS
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It took Zane forever to extricate the key from the lock and shut the front door behind them.
"So this is your place?" Mia said. The short, petite 20-year-old Asian girl did a quick twirl and took in her surroundings - the spacious living room connected to the dining room and kitchen, all open concept, which greeted her as she walked in.
"Welcome to my castle," Zane joked.
Mia Chang turned toward her boyfriend. Her HOT boyfriend. She still marveled that the two of them had started dating. He was a misunderstood artist, a young, successful editor just out of college and already dissatisfied and jaded a bit by his first 9-5 gig. As for Mia... well, Mia was complicated. The idealistic college student dreamed of working for a big publisher someday, and dating someone who already had a foot in the publishing biz seemed like a good idea.
"Again, I'm really sorry about my apartment," she said, apologizing for the tenth time. The tenant next door had accidentally started a fire, the fire department had been called...and it had all turned into one big mess, not to mention the ubiquitous smell of smoke on her entire floor hadn't exactly put the two of them in the mood after their dinner date. So, after much nudging and cajoling, Zane had convinced Mia to join him and come back to his place.
"I can't believe you still live with your mom."
"And my sister," Zane reminded her with a proud, cocky grin. "You do realize that extended families or adult children living with their parents, not just idealized nuclear families living together, used to be more the norm, right? It's only in our hyper-individualistic western society with its 'two parents, two kids and a white picket fence' mentality that humans stopped doing that."
"Whatever," Mia giggled. "But seriously... do you really think we can...?" She let the question hang, and his smile shone with confidence.
"Trust me. My mom and sis will be so caught up in their Christmas movie marathon, they'll hardly notice us. We'll pop in, make with the small talk for a bit, and then sneak upstairs to my bedroom."
Mia frowned. "It still seems so... high school though. Sneaking in sex with a parent downstairs. Ugh! Remind me, why do you still live with your mom?" she said in a pointed effort to tease.
But his grin just widened as he shook his head with a sigh. "Look, this is a relatively recent development, OK? Mom came back in town for her new book tour and she's staying at the house here just until she finds a place of her own."
"But you don't mind having her, do you?" Mia accused.
"No," he admitted honestly. "I don't. Ever since Dad died, when Mom disappeared on us and lost herself in her writing career, she basically just left my childhood home as it was - left it for my sister and me to live in and maintain. This big old house has always felt too empty without my parents ever since. I guess... I don't know, I guess it just feels more like a HOME with her in it. Does that sound silly?"
Mia's features softened. She reached out and caressed the top of her boyfriend's hand before leaning over and pressing her lips to his.
"No, it doesn't. Not even a little," she said. Mia's vivacious brown eyes were warm and filled with love, and it was times like these that Zane was grateful that he'd mustered up the courage to ask her out.
"So... you ready?" he said finally, jerking his chin at the expansive three-storey house which surrounded them. "You ready to find my mom and sis and then sneak off like two horny high schoolers?"
The Asian girl nodded with a giggle. "OK, fine Sure. Let's do it."
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BEN AND J'S PERSPECTIVE
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Ben and J had gotten lucky. When Zane and Mia had walked up the front porch steps, Zane had paused to knock on the front door and stood there puzzled for a moment when no one answered. Zane had thought to himself, 'Mom and sis must not be able to hear us with their movie on.' He had fumbled for his keys, found the right one, and inserted it in the door. It had taken some jiggling - the lock needed replacing - but finally he'd gotten the front door open and walked in.
Ben and J had formulated an impromptu plan... well, sort of. It was unspoken more than anything. The two men had managed to rush to the bottom of the stairs and crouch down behind the kitchen island just in time before the young couple walked in.
Ben peered around the corner of the island. Who were these people?
Yet as he listened to the boyfriend and girlfriend talk, he soon put two and two together. This was Zane, his client's son, and this Mia must have been his girlfriend.
He exchanged a look with J that spoke volumes.
'What now?'
Each of the two masked intruders had a gun which could be used as a bludgeoning weapon in a pinch, but the guns weren't real. They were just extremely lifelike props.
Ben had also grabbed a sturdy maglite flashlight, and J had nabbed an extra pair of handcuffs. Now they watched and waited for the opportunity to strike.
Zane was maybe 6'0, with a short, well-trimmed light brown beard, matching light brown eyes, and a healthy mane of chestnut brown hair. He had an easygoing gait about him. Dressed like an artist in his Hawaiian shirt and casual slacks, he gave off the air of someone self-employed. His girlfriend, Mia, on the other hand, had a more prim and professional (if slutty) aura about her. She wore a strapless black dress with a miniskirt that screamed 'expensive restaurant date,' and her makeup looked understated and subtle yet immaculate.
"So where exactly is everyone?" Mia blurted out, a tone of confusion lacing every word.
"Good question," Zane replied, and the two masked men could hear the frown in the young man's voice. "Mom? Sky?!" Zane called out to the seemingly empty house.
'It's now or never,' Ben thought. Were they really going to do this? He looked at J again. They could just cut their losses here. They could wait until the guy and his girlfriend went upstairs looking for mom and sis and then sneak out. Their night of fun would end prematurely, sure, but they got paid either way, right?
And yet... something in Ben didn't want to take the easy way out. The primal, darker side of him whispered, 'Why not? You promised Charlotte that you'd give her a night of sexual pleasure, torment, and pain, and she was eager to share that with her daughter. Why not let her share it with her son and his girlfriend too? Why not help the bitch REALLY get her money's worth?' Those dark thoughts percolated through his brain as he stared at J, and somehow he could tell that J was on the same wavelength.
'Are we doing this?' he mouthed to J. J looked thoughtful for a moment and then nodded.
Moments later, both men exploded into motion, one from each side of the island. Zane was just putting his keys, wallet, and spare change on the countertop when Ben's maglite came down on his head. The stunned man went sprawling onto the carpeting behind the sofa. In almost the exact same moment, J snuck around behind Mia. Just as the girl's eyes widened and she tried to scream, J clamped his hand over the girl's mouth.
"Make a sound and I pull this trigger," he hissed, pressing the barrel of the fake handgun to the girl's head.
