The two girls, armed with scissors and a double ended "Cuntmaster" crept quietly out of the bathroom. They didn't stop to think about how vulnerable they might be since they were totally naked. To their bedroom door they crept, angry that someone would dare break in to their apartment, and try to steal from them. Cautiously they pushed the bedroom door open. The figure, all dressed in black from head to foot, was very busy loading valuables into a knapsack.
Sam and Alice both knew they had the element of surprise on their side as they burst through the bedroom door, screaming like Banshees that were just released from the very depths of hell itself. Sam was the first to reach the shadowy, thieving figure. She swung the "Cuntmaster", solidly connecting with the side of the burglar's head. The figure crumpled to the floor in an awkward heap, rendered unconscious.
"i think you killed him!" exclaimed Alice. She looked at the motionless body, and got brave enough to poke it with her foot. "He's not moving!"
"Would you rather him be awake?" asked Sam. "If he were awake, we'd both be raped and tied up right now. Calm down! He's not dead, just knocked out. Now why don't you help me get him on the bed, and we'll tie him up instead?"
"I don't want to touch a dead body!" Alice cried frantically. It was at the point the burglar started to stir and groan, causing Alice to freak out.
"I told you he wasn't dead!" exclaimed an irate Sam. The burglar started to sit up, when, *THWACK!*, the "Cuntmaster" struck again. Again the poor, hapless burglar crumpled to the floor. "Now help me get him on the bed so we can tie him up!"
The two women struggled to lift their prized captive off the floor and onto the bed. Having done this, Sam took out a set of four velcro straps, two of which she gave to Alice. They made quick work of securing the burglar's wrists and ankles to the bedposts.
"I was planning on using these on you later" said Sam as she secured the burglar's left leg ankle.
"Mmmmm" cooed Alice. "I would have liked that, too." She started imagining herself in the burglar's place, helpless and spread eagle as Sam slowly pushed the "Cuntmaster" up inside her. "I'm getting all worked up just thinking about it. So what do we do with our uninvited guest?"
Sam stood with her arms crossed and pondered momentarily on what they should do. "Let's teach him a lesson he'll never forget. Turn on the light. We're going to strip him once he's awake. We might even rape him, if you have a mind to."
"Poetic justice!" said Alice as she flicked the bedroom light on. "Yes, let's strip him and rape him!" She could already picture herself atop the burglar, riding his unwilling pole, milking him for all he was worth while he screamed "Please, stop!" A perverted smile beamed brightly from her face.
Meanwhile Sam opened her top dresser drawer, and pulled out a switchblade knife. The opened the blade with a flick. "Okay then" she said. "Let's get cutting as soon as he wakes up!" She had even begun to picture the same scenario that ran through Alice's head, and it was turning her on. "First, let's take off that mask and see what he looks like." She walked over to the bed and started to pull off the burglar's black ski mask, "Cuntmaster" at the ready beside her on the bed. She pulled the mask off in one fluid motion, and looked up at Alice in surprise. "It's a girl!" she exclaimed as locks of curly dark red hair came cascading out of the ski mask.
Akice looked the girl over. "She's just a young thing. But she's very pretty. Are we still going to strip her?"
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