CHAPTER THREE
The day she left the two lads went down into town and bought the best PC they
could find. The assistant was highly sceptical until he did the credit check.
The PC was delivered the next day and phase 2 of their plan went into action.
They spent day after day trawling the Internet to find and buy the items they
needed. A few days later the deliveries started to arrive.
The day before their aunt was due to return they went to the supermarket to
stock up with groceries and bought two bottles of her favourite red wine. The
rest of the day was spent tidying the house and yard ready for her arrival. As a
precaution the PC had been hidden, as had the deliveries. They didn't want her
inspecting the room and finding them.
Later the next evening about 8 the taxi arrived and aunt was dropped off. "ALAN,
JOHN GET THESE BLOODY CASES NOW" she hollered. The two lads ran from the house
and hauled the heavy cases inside. "We've cooked your favourite meal," said
Alan, "Roast Chicken".
"I bloody hope so that Spanish food was crap". She threw her coat into the hall
and settled in front of the television. Alan hung her coat up while John served
her meal on a tray. The large glass of wine by the plate had two "date rape"
pills dissolved in it. "Do you want anything else Aunt Maureen", John said.
"No leave my cases until tomorrow you can wash everything then. Now get to bed".
She turned towards the television.
"As if", John thought to himself, "you won't be needing that lot again". He
smiled as he walked up the stairs.
"How long do you think" said Alan
"Not a clue", replied John "Let's give it about an hour".
20 minutes later they heard a crash and froze. They listened intently for
several minutes before tiptoeing downstairs. Their aunt was unconscious and had
slipped off the couch. The tray with the remnants of the dinner had made the
noise as it crashed to the floor.
It took several minutes to carry her up to her bedroom. Pulling back the sheets
they laid her down on her back and stood and stared at her. They looked at each
other and smiled then turning towards each other gave a whoop as they did a high
five.
The white blouse came off first. Using scissors they cut up each arm carefully
to the neck and then up the front. The plaid skirt was next. They could have
slipped it off but cutting it away gave them so much more fun. The long white
slip cut easily and after they had removed her shoes and tights they looked down
at her as she lay before them.
"Leave the rest on as we agreed?"
"Yes" replied Alan "I want her to be awake when we take them off. Anyway well
need the pants on to stop the vibrator falling out".
John went to get the vibrator. It was about 6" long and was powered by a
transformer connected to the mains. That way there was no chance that it would
stop. When he returned he gave it to Alan with the KY. "I think you should do
the job, I'll do the rest".
While John cuffed her hands to the headboard Alan greased up the vibrator. He
moved the crutch of her panties to one side and slipped it in. Then making a
small hole in the panty crutch with his knife he connected the lead to the base
of the vibrator and plugged the transformer in.
Her hands secured, John put the leather straps round her ankles. The straps had
a short chain attached to them which he fixed to the pillars on either side of
the bottom of the bed. This spread her legs wide and tight enough to make her
body taught. Alan took the ball gag and inserted it into her mouth. It took a
few minutes to get the strap adjusted at the back of her head but eventually
they were both convinced the gag was there to stay.
Finally they covered her up with the sheets and switched out the lights.
"Whoops, nearly forgot", said Alan as he re-entered the room and switched on the
vibrator. A deep buzzing noise could just be heard as they left chuckling to
themselves.
"Up at 6 John?" asked Alan smiling.
"No, think 9 or 10 will do. After all we've no housework to do tomorrow."
The two lads laughed themselves to sleep.
