Bad Girls

Kevin first heard of the bad girls while watching the ten o'clock news on TV one evening: "...a gang of bad girls on the north side of the city has been mugging and robbing people. The girls are approximately college age, and seem to be well to do. Police are speculating that the girls are holding up and roughing up victims as much for thrill seeking as for the money. Anyone with information on this girl gang is asked to contact the authorities..."

"Hunh," said Kevin.

Over the next few weeks the bad girls were mentioned again a couple of times on the news. Kevin watched one report with fascination: a resident of a nearby apartment building had captured the gang in action on a video camera. The grainy shaky video showed the girls restraining a young man, holding him by his stretched out arms and shoving him around, roughing him up. One girl had her hand over the man's mouth to keep him from crying out. "The police have not yet been able to identify any of these girls from the video, due to its poor quality. Again, anyone with any information or leads on these bad girls, please call the police..."

Then Kevin didn't think any more about it, until one Friday evening when he stopped off on his way home from work at a little Vietnamese restaurant up on the north side. All the parking spots near the restaurant were taken, so Kevin had to park in a parking lot a block away, and take a footpath through a city park to the restaurant.

Kevin had supper at the restaurant, and started walking through the park back to his car. Walking on the footpath beneath streetlamps in the dark... Ahead of him on the path were two young women, Kevin guessed they were 19 or 20. They were walking very slowly. Kevin couldn't help but draw nearer and nearer to them from behind. He would have to pass them... but there wasn't room... Kevin happened to glance back over his shoulder, and close behind him he saw two other young women.

Girls ahead of him, girls behind him -- Kevin was boxed in, there on the footpath through the park!

It was the bad girls, and they had Kevin cornered! For before he knew what had happened, the girls were upon him. Two of the girls seized Kevin by the arms, one girl holding his left arm and the other girl holding his right arm, holding him with his arms stretched out, just like in the video on the news!

"Hey! Wha-- mmmmmmmmhhh, hhhmmmm mmmmmmmh! HHHMMMMMMMH!!" One of the girls came up behind Kevin, and she clamped her large soft cool hands tight over his mouth to shut him up, so he couldn't talk or yell. "Mmmmmmmmmhhh, hmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmhh, mmmmmmmhhhh!" The girls hustled and shoved Kevin along the path, until they came around a curve to a secluded park bench. There more of the bad girls were waiting, and they all laughed and giggled to see their latest restrained and silenced victim.

"Mmmmmmmmhhhh!!" Kevin twisted and squirmed vigorously to get away, but with several girls holding him at once he didn't have a chance. One girl was sitting on the park bench, and they shoved Kevin down onto her lap. Immediately she wrapped her arms around Kevin tightly from behind, so that she had him enfolded in her arms, holding him on her lap, holding him in her tight embrace so that he couldn't get away from her or get up off her lap no matter how he tried.

"MMMMMMMMMHHH!! Hhhmmmmmmm, mmmmmmm hhhmmmmmmm..." The girl who had her big smooth cool strong hands clamped over Kevin's mouth was now standing behind the bench, keeping Kevin's mouth held tight shut in her firm mouth hold. Kevin whiffed through his nostrils the delicate scent of her perfume. But there was nothing delicate about the way this bad girl was keeping Kevin's mouth squeezed hard in her hands, the palm of her right hand fastened hard over his mouth and her left hand plastered over her right hand. She was holding Kevin's mouth tight!

"Mmmmmmm, mmmmm hmmmmm MMMMMMMMMMH!" She also had her thumbs crossed like swords above the bridge of Kevin's nose, and from so close up that it was blurry, Kevin saw that this girl had neatly manicured long thumbnails. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMHHH!!" Kevin tossed and turned his head, but the mouth-holding girl kept her big smooth strong cool hands clamped in place over his mouth. She wouldn't let him go, she wouldn't let him speak, she wouldn't stop holding her hands oh so tight over Kevin's mouth.

The two girls who were holding Kevin's arms sat down on the bench, one on either side of the girl who was lap-holding him, and they held him now with his hands held firmly immobile inside their big strong hands, one girl holding Kevin's left hand tight between both her hands, and the other girl holding Kevin's right hand tight between both her hands. And each girl had such big hands that Kevin's hand was completely engulfed and enfolded inside the girl's tight restraining handhold. They were holding Kevin's hands tight, he couldn't use his hands or arms, he couldn't get up or get away from the girl who was holding him hugged tight from behind on her lap, and he couldn't talk or speak a word thanks to the girl who was standing behind him and keeping her large soft cool hands clamped hard over his mouth. "MMMMMMMMMHHHH!! MMMMMM, HHHHMMMMH!"

There were a number of other bad girls now gathered around the bench, laughing at the sight of Kevin held and restrained, laughing at their newest helpless victim. Must've been almost a dozen girls in all, and Kevin had no doubt looking at them that they were college girls, out for the thrill of abducting victims and roughing them up. All of them were college age, all of them were pretty, and all of them were dressed in clothing more expensive than Kevin could've afforded.

"Mmmmmmmmhhh, hhhmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmmhhh! Mmmmmmmhhhhh! Hhhhmmmmmm, mmmmm'mmmmm wwwwmmmmmmmmm mmmmm HHHMMMMMM!! MMMMMHHH, HMMMMMMM!! MMMMHHH, HMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMMMMHHH!!" Kevin jerked and thrashed around with all his strength, making frantic muffled barking and groaning noises from behind the mouth-holding girl's big strong tightclamped hands. But with four girls holding him down at once, he couldn't possibly get away, even writhing and struggling against them with all his strength.

The other girls standing around were thrown into wild laughter at the sight of Kevin struggling and making meaningless muffled noises. Some of the bad girls covered their mouths with a smooth pretty neatly manicured hand. Other girls pointed at Kevin and giggled at his plight, held down fast by four girls so he couldn't speak or get away, held down and restrained so firmly that he could scarcely move.

"Oh," said one girl, "look at him, he can't get up!"

"Oh," cried another, "we've got him, he can't talk!"

Then Kevin got an idea. He started kicking the legs of the girl who was holding him tight on her lap. This was a mistake, because immediately a fifth girl sat down on Kevin's feet, and she wrapped her blue-jeaned legs fast around Kevin's shins, so that she had his legs locked down and immobilized in her legs.

"Mmmmmmmmhhh, mmmmm hmmmm hmmmmmm!" went Kevin at her, trying in vain to speak from behind the tight squeezing hands of the girl who was holding his mouth. All the bad girls laughed out loud at how Kevin was now even further restrained, so that he couldn't get up, he couldn't open his mouth, he couldn't use his arms and now he couldn't even use his legs. Five girls holding Kevin down, and he couldn't get away from them!

The girl who was holding Kevin's legs reached forward boldly. Kevin could only just barely see, looking down over the big smooth girl-hands clamped tightly and thickly over his mouth. He could only just barely see it, but he could feel it: the girl holding his legs reached forward boldly, and with her big smooth beautiful hand she touched the front of Kevin's pants, between his legs. She immediately burst out laughing: "Oh, I think he likes what we're doing to him! Oh, he's hard as a rock!"

"MMMMMMMMMMHHHH!!!" Kevin tried to protest, but with two big soft cool strong bad-girl hands clamped tight over his mouth, he could only make stifled noises. And he couldn't twist or squirm enough to get away from the hand of the bold bad girl who was now feeling, rubbing, rubbing the front of his pants.

The rest of the bad girls, gathered around, were all hooting and laughing wildly at how this bold girl was taking such liberties with the helpless Kevin, who could scarcely move a muscle in response. The bold girl kept stroking, rubbing, stroking, stroking, rubbing, rubbing the front of his pants until he was twitching helplessly in the firm restraining grasp of the girls who were holding him down. "Mmmmmmmmmmhhh!!! Mmmmmmmwwwwwmmmmmmm... Mmmmmmmhh... Mmmmmmmmmhhh, hhhmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmm!! MMMMMMMMHHHH!"

One of the bad girls said, "Oh, pull down his pants and do that!"

"Ewwwwwwwww!" said the girl who was rubbing the front of Kevin's pants. "I can do it this way just as well!"

Kevin squirmed and mmmmmmmphed madly, helpless under the tender ministrations of this bold bad girl. "Mmmmmmmmhhhh... mmmmmmmmmhhh... MMMMMMMM, HMMMMMM MMMMMMMHHH!" He twisted and writhed more and more frantically in the grip of the bad girls, oh, the arms wrapped around his body tight from behind, the hands holding his left hand engulfed tight immobile, the hands holding his right hand engulfed tight immobile, the large cool hands kept clamped very, very tightly over his mouth, the legs locking his legs down, the bold girl's big smooth feminine hand rubbing, rubbing, stroking, stroking the front of his pants... Wriggling around more and more wildly in their tight restraining grasp, until she pushed him over the brink, and he settled back, spent, limp, exhausted, pinned down held tight by five girls at once.

"Mmmmmmmhhhh... mmmmmmmmmhhhh... mmmmhhhhhhh...." The bad girls all laughed and giggled at how Kevin now was spent, exhausted, no strength left...

"Oh," said one girl, "let's take his money and go, before anyone finds us here with him!"

So a girl stepped up and reached down between Kevin's rear end and the lap of the girl he was sitting on. She extracted his billfold, went through it, removed the cash and a credit card, and tossed the billfold into the bushes.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmhhh!!" The five girls who were holding Kevin let him go, only the girl who was holding Kevin's mouth kept her hands clamped over his mouth for a while yet, as if she didn't want to let him go. Now with his arms free, he reached up and felt of the silky smooth back of her left hand, her large smooth soft cool hands clamped hard over his mouth. "Mmmmmmmmm, hhmmmmmmmm mmmmm HMMMMMMMM!!"

With a final extra tight squeeze, the bad girl let go of Kevin's mouth. A few of the bad girls were pushing and shoving Kevin around, as if for the sport of it. Then the whole gang of bad girls went running off into the night, giggling, wild with sweet soprano laughter, giddy from the kick of assaulting and physically restraining and robbing their latest victim.

Kevin rubbed his sweaty lower face, where his sweat, mingled with sweat from the hands of the mouth holding girl, was now evaporating, chilling his skin in the night air. Then Kevin got down on his knees and tried feeling through the bushes to find his billfold.