Zarina Quiakides
Planetoid
- Joined
- Mar 31, 2015
Mikayla smiled, her hand reaching out to take a piece of popcorn while she leaned against her brother Kevin. They were a year apart in age but it hadn’t stopped them from being close growing up. At fifteen, Kay was often busy sketching, mainly clothes because she had the dream of being a clothing designer when she finished school. If she wasn’t sketching she was doing schoolwork or helping take care of the house and spending time with Kevin. Their parents were often busy at work these days, so it left the two teens alone quite often. With so much to do with school, housework and after school activities, sometimes these nights with her brother were her favorite thing.
Kevin made them popcorn and the two cuddled watching movies in their night clothes before bed. If they chose a scary movie and it was actually scary enough, it would cause Kay to jump and hide her head against his side. Tonight however wasn’t a scary movie but it was one filled with action and fight scenes, some a bit gory that made her look away and tell her older brother, “Tell me when it’s over.” Her vibrant red hair was curly and loose, hanging freely down her back and over her shoulders.
Because the movie was a before bed tradition for the siblings she was currently wearing a two piece nightwear outfit made up of lace and frills that were a darker red than her hair. The top did little to contain her ample cleavage, she was fifteen and already quite top heavy with a D cup, the lace and satin covering her breasts was all that covered her upper body as the rest of the top was a see through material that allowed her toned stomach and naval to be seen easily. The shorts that matched were short, only two inches down her thigh and of a similar material to the top though not see through. Because of the material though, Kay had nothing on beneath, not wanting to have a panty line.
Kay was innocent, she hadn’t even had a boyfriend, but if any of the boys at school ever saw what she wore to bed they would have questioned her innocence. She of course had no thought that what she wore only enhanced her curves and showed off the fact that she was formed in all the right ways and an object of a boy’s wet dream. To her, she wore what was comfortable and what she felt good in. Anything she wore was always bought with that in mind, not what others might think.
She loved her brother, loved feeling safe when he was nearby and knowing that she wasn’t alone. The last few weeks she couldn’t explain it but every time she had stepped out of the house after dark she had felt uncomfortable, like someone was watching her.
The girl had no idea how close she was with that feeling, the man had been watching learning the schedule of the parents, learning when everything went dark. Her house wasn’t the first he cased, it wouldn’t be the last, but he loved the excitement of breaking in while someone was home and getting out before they knew he was there. Sometimes he might even choose to have a little fun and he had thought about having some fun with her.
That night, dressed all in black with a ski mask covering his face it was even darker out as the moon was hidden behind clouds. It was a perfect night for him to break in and do what he wanted. Creeping around to the back of the house, he was carefully trying each window until he found one that was unlocked. Slowly, quietly he opened the window and climbed in to what appeared to be a laundry room.
He could hear the sound of a movie, the volume of the television helped mask any sound he made as he took out his gun, took the safety off and with bag in hand, crept into the hall and up the stairs. He went through bedrooms first, finding jewelry and a stash of money in what had to be the parents room, tossing them into his bag all while listening to whether there was any change downstairs.
After stealing any of the small stuff from the bedrooms that might have been worth something, he crept back down the stairs and moved through other rooms searching until he came to the room where the siblings sat and cocked the hammer back on the gun which was aimed toward the pair. “Well, what do we have here? Here I just thought to take some valuables but look at what I find instead.” His voice was cold, laced with amusement, “Don’t try anything, if you do I will kill you both. Now, why don’t you shut off the television and give me your undivided attention.”
When she heard the strangers voice she jumped, a feeling of terror rushing through her as her eyes searched him out in the dimly lit room, “W-what do you want?” Her voice shook and she clung to her brother, afraid as she saw the gun pointed in their direction.
“That’s quite a loaded question isn’t it?” He waved the gun with a smirk, “Do as I said, turn off that movie and as long as you continue to do what I say, you may end up alive after the night is over. For now we’re going to have a little fun. I’m guessing you are brother and sister right? So how old are you both?”
She glanced over at Kevin, her eyes wide, he had the remote where he could reach it but she couldn’t and she didn’t want to move anyway. Earlier the movie had given her chills but she wasn’t shaking now because of them, but because of the fear over what was going to happen to her and her brother. She was so scared she couldn’t answer the guy when he asked about their ages. Her blue eyes filled with tears, drops sliding down her cheeks as her gaze went back to the man with the gun. "P-please, just take whatever you came to steal and go... p-please don't hurt us."
"You do what I say and I won't hurt you, but regardless how sexy you are, if either of you don't follow my orders I will hurt you both. In fact, as soon as that movie is off we are going to test how well you both listen. When it's off, you are going to stand up in front of your brother and face him... and you," the gun pointed toward Kevin, "You are going to help her straddle you."
Kevin made them popcorn and the two cuddled watching movies in their night clothes before bed. If they chose a scary movie and it was actually scary enough, it would cause Kay to jump and hide her head against his side. Tonight however wasn’t a scary movie but it was one filled with action and fight scenes, some a bit gory that made her look away and tell her older brother, “Tell me when it’s over.” Her vibrant red hair was curly and loose, hanging freely down her back and over her shoulders.
Because the movie was a before bed tradition for the siblings she was currently wearing a two piece nightwear outfit made up of lace and frills that were a darker red than her hair. The top did little to contain her ample cleavage, she was fifteen and already quite top heavy with a D cup, the lace and satin covering her breasts was all that covered her upper body as the rest of the top was a see through material that allowed her toned stomach and naval to be seen easily. The shorts that matched were short, only two inches down her thigh and of a similar material to the top though not see through. Because of the material though, Kay had nothing on beneath, not wanting to have a panty line.
Kay was innocent, she hadn’t even had a boyfriend, but if any of the boys at school ever saw what she wore to bed they would have questioned her innocence. She of course had no thought that what she wore only enhanced her curves and showed off the fact that she was formed in all the right ways and an object of a boy’s wet dream. To her, she wore what was comfortable and what she felt good in. Anything she wore was always bought with that in mind, not what others might think.
She loved her brother, loved feeling safe when he was nearby and knowing that she wasn’t alone. The last few weeks she couldn’t explain it but every time she had stepped out of the house after dark she had felt uncomfortable, like someone was watching her.
The girl had no idea how close she was with that feeling, the man had been watching learning the schedule of the parents, learning when everything went dark. Her house wasn’t the first he cased, it wouldn’t be the last, but he loved the excitement of breaking in while someone was home and getting out before they knew he was there. Sometimes he might even choose to have a little fun and he had thought about having some fun with her.
That night, dressed all in black with a ski mask covering his face it was even darker out as the moon was hidden behind clouds. It was a perfect night for him to break in and do what he wanted. Creeping around to the back of the house, he was carefully trying each window until he found one that was unlocked. Slowly, quietly he opened the window and climbed in to what appeared to be a laundry room.
He could hear the sound of a movie, the volume of the television helped mask any sound he made as he took out his gun, took the safety off and with bag in hand, crept into the hall and up the stairs. He went through bedrooms first, finding jewelry and a stash of money in what had to be the parents room, tossing them into his bag all while listening to whether there was any change downstairs.
After stealing any of the small stuff from the bedrooms that might have been worth something, he crept back down the stairs and moved through other rooms searching until he came to the room where the siblings sat and cocked the hammer back on the gun which was aimed toward the pair. “Well, what do we have here? Here I just thought to take some valuables but look at what I find instead.” His voice was cold, laced with amusement, “Don’t try anything, if you do I will kill you both. Now, why don’t you shut off the television and give me your undivided attention.”
When she heard the strangers voice she jumped, a feeling of terror rushing through her as her eyes searched him out in the dimly lit room, “W-what do you want?” Her voice shook and she clung to her brother, afraid as she saw the gun pointed in their direction.
“That’s quite a loaded question isn’t it?” He waved the gun with a smirk, “Do as I said, turn off that movie and as long as you continue to do what I say, you may end up alive after the night is over. For now we’re going to have a little fun. I’m guessing you are brother and sister right? So how old are you both?”
She glanced over at Kevin, her eyes wide, he had the remote where he could reach it but she couldn’t and she didn’t want to move anyway. Earlier the movie had given her chills but she wasn’t shaking now because of them, but because of the fear over what was going to happen to her and her brother. She was so scared she couldn’t answer the guy when he asked about their ages. Her blue eyes filled with tears, drops sliding down her cheeks as her gaze went back to the man with the gun. "P-please, just take whatever you came to steal and go... p-please don't hurt us."
"You do what I say and I won't hurt you, but regardless how sexy you are, if either of you don't follow my orders I will hurt you both. In fact, as soon as that movie is off we are going to test how well you both listen. When it's off, you are going to stand up in front of your brother and face him... and you," the gun pointed toward Kevin, "You are going to help her straddle you."