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Kidnap the Sisters

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Max and Wilfred sat outside the house in the white windowless van they had rented for this operation. While it was a cliche, it was a cliche for a reason. It worked. The side was painted with Thompson's Plumbing, a decal they would remove before returning the van. It was also fitted with fake plates.

Max was in the Drivers seat. Wilfred was a better driver, but he got bored, and did stupid things. The two were walking over the plan again.

"It is simple. Gas Masks. We throw the CS grenades through the door. We rush in, grab the two, chloroform them. Into the bags, into the van."

Max always kept his plans simple. Wilfred tended to improvise if any plan got to complex. And frankly, the last thing they needed was that.

"Then what?"

"We drive them back home, and start having fun."

Wilfred grunted his approval.

"Teach their dad to fuck with us."

"Yep. No one welches out on Max and Wilfred. If it got around that he had done it, and nothing happened, we'd be ruined."

"Sides, his daughters are fucking hot."

"That to Will. That to."
 
Charly yelled at her sister Rosa to go and make her something to eat. She was hungry, what could she say, and besides their dad wasn't home tonight so he hadn't brought home anything for them to eat.
While she waited for Rosa to make some food she decided to take a shower, it wouldn't hurt and the cold water would feel good against her skin. When she was in there she just relaxed and let the water run over her, not really washing anything since she had already taken a bath earlier, she just wanted one because they made her feel less tense. If she focused she could feel each tiny water droplet run over her seemingly over sensitive skin, sometimes the feeling could make her moan in delight. Telling herself that she had been in there long enough she reluctantly pulled herself out of the shower and put on simple jean and a t-shirt with a bra, not even bothering with underwear. When she got downstairs she was sad to discover that there was no food made, so she just put a microwaveable pizza in it and sat down at the table to wait for it to finish, silently wondering where her sister was.
 
Rosa heard her sisters, not so polite request for food and ignored her. Though she loved her she could be a little testy sometimes. She continued to scroll through her music after a while becoming bored of it and tossed her phone onto the nightstand. Standing she stretched and decided on maybe going for a run. Slowly she stripped down and put on a red sports bra, black running shorts and black panties. She slipped on her running shoes and went down the stairs to see her sister at the table. Rosa gave an affectionate smirk, "oh sorry must have forgot." and opened the refrigerator for a bottle of water.
 
Max had verified the two sisters location through the windows, smiling as they both moved to the kitchen. If they stayed spread out, it would have been difficult to hit them both. As it was... easy.

The Tear Gas canister went through the kitchen window, shattering the glass and filling the room with gas. The girls instantly felt the burn as the gas filled the room, forcing them to shut their eyes. Likely they started coughing, and felt the intense nausea associated with the Gas. Wilfred had opened the front door by that point (Key under the flower pot. Such a terrible idea.) And the two rushed in. Wilfred, the taller, more physical of the two took Charly, who their research indicated would be the more difficult of the sisters. Rosa got Max. Both of them had the Chloroform at the read, the rags soaked deep, ready to steal the consciousness of any girl they could force to breath it.
 
Charly couldn't believe her luck as the can came through the window. It hurt her eyes so much that she couldn't open them, but she did feel someone picking her up, and she struggled slightly, trying to keep her strength as they moved her into the van. While her eyes were closed she focused on trying to think of a game plan, she knew they could tell she was fully awake and aware, and she was also waiting for the chance to strike. After she thought they had relaxed a little she opened her eyes and without even looking at her sister reared back to slam a kick into both of their chests as hard as she possibly could. Knowing they only stumbled slightly she got up and tried to make a break for it.
 
Rosa let out a scream as soon as she heard the glass break , once she felt arms around her her body struggled. "Let go!" she elbowed the best she could the whole way out. It was a known fact that Rosa was soft and gentle, so it was hard for her to fight off this man. As she heard her sisters grunts of effort it fueled her even more. She threw her head back to headbutt him, her head connecting with glasses.
 
Max and Will were caught by surprise at the viciousness of the Sisters assault. Max especially was, cursing as Rosa snapped his glasses. However, Wilfred recovered quickly, and Max had prepared them for this eventuality. The Tazer at his side came off his belt, and fired straight into Charly's back, the voltage running through her. Pain was part of it, but a Tazer didn't rely on pain, just forcing her muscles to lock up almost instantly. Rosa, for her part, just recieved another, longer dose of the Choloroform.

"Did you leave the note?"

Max looked at Wil, as both grabbed the arm and leg restraints for their prisoners.

"Yeah."

On their kitchen table, was a message to their father:

"Hey. You tried to screw us out of our money. We've taken something of yours in repayment, as a result. Don't bother trying to find them.

W & M."

The two began the process of getting the restraints on the girls, Wil making sure to keep the Taser going, so Charly didn't have another chance...
 
The taser had made Charly scream out in pain, and pain was something she was pretty used to. It didn't hurt much but she didn't like how locked up her body was, and how long it look to unkink it. She tried to fight the blackness that was trying to overtake her, but eventually she felt the blackness creeping up on her and even though she tried to keep her eyes open, they eventually closed and she entered a deep unconscious state.
 
As she felt the rag against her face Rosa gave one more effort at hitting the man but it was useless. Before going limp in his arms she looked up directly into his eyes. Knowing hers was filled with fear and anger. "Bastard" she murmured weakly and then she faded to black.
 
Max was still cursing as Rosa lost conscious, annoyed as his glasses had cracked in the middle, securing the Redhead with arm and leg cuffs toughly, ensuring they were tight enough that she could not slip out. He'd need to be more careful around her. He'd though of her as the gentle sister. but apparently, she had some fire in her as well. He shook his head.

In contrast, Will seemed... happy. He was laughing. Of course, he wasn't any more gentle then the Max. Gentleness wasn't his way. But he did seem genuinely pleased with Charly and Rosa's defiance. Charly received the same bindings as Rosa, but then he went one further. Curving her legs, and her hands, he in effect hogtied her. Rosa could still move her arms and legs separately. Charly would receive no such luxury. Max started up the Van, pulling out. They had about a 30 minute drive. The girls were going to wake up during it, and they both were curious as to what the two of them would do.
 
When Charly woke up she was clearly very annoyed at the way they had tied her up. It was uncomfortable and she had to arch her back for her neck not to hurt and vice versa. She could feel the muscle in her jaw start to twitch with annoyance. "Hey! Untie me a little god dammit!" She shouted at the them from the back, she didn't care how loud her voice was or that it was itchy and sore from the gas, she just wanted a little wiggle room and she would annoy them to their core if she had to to get it.
 
Rosa opened her eyes groggily , the chloroform making her head ache painfully. She heard the familiar sound of her sisters cussing and looked over to see her taped in an odd position, the sight would make her laugh if it wasn't such a terrible situation. They must have done some research, unlike Charly she was less hostile, and not bull headed. "Why exactly are you taking us?" She sat up to address their captors, thankful she could move a little more freely.
 
Will didn't answer Charly with words at first. Rather, he just pulled out the Taser, changing its state from its normal settings, to Drive Stun. In contrast to the normal Taser, this wouldn't cause her body to lock up. Just cause intense pain where ever he touched it to. He reached back, and shocked her on the arm, likely sending an intense bloom of pain through out her.

"Keep a civil tongue in your mouth, like your sister. And no."

He turned to Rosa, putting away the Taser again.

"Your Daddy owes us... oh, about how much?"

Max sighed. He was ignoring the two. But ignoring Will was a poor plan,

"$20,000."

"$20,000. And he has decided to not pay us. So... we decided to take something worth $20,000. And you to lovelies are definitely worth that."
 
After screaming harshly because of the pain from the taser, Charly's body was covered a thin layer of sweat now. Her eyes were staring at him quite harshly and she was thinking a lot of things, none of which were good and none of which were going to be said out loud. Her mind wanted to hurt him, to not back down and to take all the pain, but her body couldn't take it and she silently moved away from him, closer to the back of the van.
 
Rosa glared at the man as he zapped her sister. "Leave her alone". She could feel her blood boiling. Not a lot of things made her mad but hurting her sister was one of them. "You've already got us why torture us?"

She paused and gave a cruel smile "oh And if you're looking to get money you are sadly mistaken, father is broke despite appearances." She was starting to get very angry but she was determined not to let it show and closed her eyes counting backwards. Unfortunately in between every number the word "Bastards" came, but eventually she calmed herself down while waiting to hear the men's response.
 
It was Rosa's turn next. Will reached over to Rosa... and pulled up her Sports bra in one swift motion. The Taser easily toucher her nipple... sending pure electricity into her left nipple, letting it race through her body.

"First, because it is fun. Second, because it teaches you to not be uppity bitches. Third, because if your daddy doesn't come up with the money, we'll sell you on the black market to someone overseas in the middle east or something."

He smiled at her. Max just continued to drive, as Rosa probably screamed in the back.
 
As much as Charly wanted to scream and fight back she polite fully sat up in next to the side of the indoor of the van. She hated these two already and didn't know what was going to happen when she got to wherever they were taking them and this angered her.
 
Rosa curled in pain, those assholes had shocked one of her most sensitive spots with no remorse! She had come to the conclusion that they were soulless. She lay like that for a while even after the pain diminished, she was just too pissed to think rationally at the moment.
 
The car ride was completed in silence after that. Will slipped on his headphones, listening to... what the girls could swear was Irish Folk Music. Max just ignored the girls, driving the car. The car stopped after about 30 minutes. The two jumped out. Will took Charly again... lifting her up by the piece of tape attaching her hands to her feet, forcing her to contort her body even more painfully. Max looked at Rosa, her breast still exposed since her hands were chained so she couldn't reach it.

"You going to cooperate? Or I need to taze you again?"

Charly was able to see where they were now. There wasn't much to see. It looked like a warehouse or something. There was stuff everywhere, but in the back, there was... well... what looked like a dungeon. Complete with two cells. He hung Charly from the ceiling, attaching chains to the wrist and ankle cuffs, meaning that if she ever released her muscles... her legs and shoulders would be put under unnatural strain.
 
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