His mother reported that they had found no telephone, no guns or weapons of any kind, and only one other exit. Bobby nodded his approval and motioned for their captives to sit down on the sofa. Mandy came up and stood beside him, smiling from ear to ear.
"This is a great place, Bobby, don't ya think?"
"Sure is, baby," replied the boy, putting his arm around her slim waist.
"I bet old Dick here is loaded… am I right, Pops?" Bobby dropped his hand and openly squeezed Mandy's tush. The little girl rubbed her self against him sensuously, enjoying the intimate contact even more, knowing that the family on the couch were watching her.
"You know what, Mandy, honey?" he asked her.
"No, Bobby. What?"
"I think dear old Dickie here has the hots for you," Bobby looked at the foursome on the couch with a devilish grin.
"Huh?"
"When you went up the steps before, I caught him looking up your dress."
"Really?" smiled Mandy, glancing at Dick.
"Yeah. I think it gave the old bugger a hard-on too," Bobby bent down and whispered something into Mandy's ear. At first she shook her head but Bobby said something else to her and reluctantly the girl agreed. She went over and stood near the couch, in front of Dick.
"Do you like looking under my dress?" she asked boldly, looking directly into the man's eyes. Dick glanced over at Bobby, staring at the boy with a look of utter contempt on his ruggedly handsome face. Bobby had embarrassed him in front of his wife and family once already, and Dick wasn't about to give the hardened teenager a second chance.
"Why don't you just leave us alone," he said evenly, trying desperately to keep his temper. Mandy was swaying her hips in front of him now, and after seeing her naked little ass earlier, the presence of the pretty young girl so tantalizingly close to him was most disconcerting.
"Wouldn't you like to see more?" insisted Mandy, inching her skirt slowly up over her hips. "I'm not wearing any panties, you know."
"He knows," grinned Bobby, "he got a good look at you before remember?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot," said Mandy, raising the hem of her skirt even higher. "Well, maybe he'd like a closer look."
Mandy lifted her dress to her navel and shoved her naked cunt into Dick's flushed face. The man couldn't move. His instincts told him he should pull back, but his eyes were glued to Mandy's hairless little cuntslit, scant inches from his face. His mouth dropped open, and despite his strict family upbringing, Dick knew that if his wife and kids had not been sitting right there beside him, he would have willingly pressed his mouth over the child's lewdly offered cunt and sucked the adolescent juices from her hot, tasty little hole. Dick sat there drooling, and it was his wife who finally saved the day.
"Leave him alone, you animals!" snapped Lisa, jumping abruptly to her feet. Bobby grabbed her round the waist and held the gun to her head.
"Chill out, Red!" he snarled. "We're just having some fun, that's all!"
Mandy dropped her skirt and stepped back towards Cathy, who put her arms protectively around the sexy child.
Lisa struggled a little in Bobby's embrace, and then stopped, her left tit resting heavily on the boy's upper arm, her voluptuous ass was pressed firmly into his bulging crotch. Despite her anger, the feel of Bobby's hard young cock against her buttocks made Lisa's easily aroused pussy tingle involuntarily. Bobby was having similar feelings. The woman's body felt good against him… very, very good, and it was with the utmost reluctance that he finally released her, pushing her roughly back down onto the couch.
"Okay," he yelled. "Let's get something straight! Somebody is gonna get hurt bad if you people don't start doing exactly as you're told. I want you to speak only when you're spoken to, and move only when you're told to move! Do I make myself clear?"
Kevin and Debby nodded vigorously, while Dick and Lisa mumbled a rather unconvincing affirmative.
Cathy took her son aside for a second, so the others wouldn't hear.
"We'll have to take turns at watching 'em," she whispered, "otherwise they're bound to make a break for it."
"I've got a better idea," replied Bobby with a leer. He walked back to the couch and pointed the gun at the four captives.
"Get up and strip off!" he ordered.
"What?" gasped Dick incredulously.
"You heard me, Pops," grinned Bobby. "All of you, take your clothes off!"
"Everything?" asked Lisa, going a bright red.
"Yeah, everything, right down to the skin," Bobby said giving the pretty redhead a meaningful glance.
"Why?" demanded Dick.
"Simple, sherlock!" chuckled Bobby. "Without any clothes, you guys ain't real likely to run off very far, now are you?"
Dick was about to protest again, but Bobby silenced him by ramming the gun barrel into his midriff. The big man doubled over in pain but straightened up again almost immediately, rubbing his stomach.
"Now, come on! Get this show on the road," encouraged Bobby. "Let's see some skin, folks!"
Lisa darted a nervous look over at her husband, who was already undressing.
He nodded for her to do as Bobby asked, and reluctantly, Lisa began to remove her clothes also. Beside her, Kevin and Debby were also undressing under the watchful eye of their captors.
Bobby's eyes flicked back and forth from Debby to her mother as the two women began to undress before him. He glanced at his mother and saw that she was staring at Dick and his son. There was a definite look of anticipation in her eyes, and as the men disrobed, her gaze settled finally on Kevin as more and more of the boy's well-built young body was revealed. Mandy, on the other hand, had her eyes on Kevin's father. For her age, she had a rather mature taste in men. Probably because all the men she had ever had sex with, including her father, were at least two or three times her age. Dick's ruggedly handsome features and big, rippling muscles excited the horny little youngster no end. She couldn't wait to see how big and long his prick was.
Bobby watched closely as Lisa slipped out of her blouse and undid her shorts, wiggling sensuously out of the tight-fitting garment like a snake shedding it's skin. She unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Bobby whistled as her large round tits sprang free. Lisa covered her boobs with her hands in embarrassment. Her face began to turn almost as red as her hair when she noticed Bobby eyeing her exposed flesh with undisguised lust.
"Nice tits, lady!" snickered Bobby. "Now take off your panties!"
"No!" spat Lisa taking a step back. "I won't!"
Bobby waved the gun at her. It was a threatening gesture whose meaning was quite plain.
"You still haven't got it have you, Red?" he snarled. "Okay, sweetheart, let me put it to you another way. If you haven't got them frilly little knickers off in five seconds flat, I'm gonna rip 'em off your fuckin' ass!"
Lisa turned to her husband, tears welling in her wide green eyes.
"Dick?" she whimpered.
"Do what he says, honey. I don't want him hurting you or the kids, okay?"
Bobby gave them a satisfied grin.
"You heard your old man, Red. Now get 'em off!" he chuckled.
Lisa hesitated for a moment and then, with a look of total submission on her pretty face, reluctantly began to obey. Her fingers paused at the top of her low-cut panties, but then she peeled them down over her gently curving belly and pulled them down her full thighs, tossing the crumpled wisp of cloth carelessly onto the floor. As she stood before Bobby, stark naked, Lisa's initial shame turned into anger. She was proud of her body! Why should some jumped-up kid with a gun make her feel ashamed of it?
Watching Bobby's eyes flick over her naked tits and cunt, Lisa put her hands on her hips and stared back at him defiantly, letting the boy view everything she had. Bobby licked his lips.