0 comments/ 326764 views/ 8 favorites Duct Tape By: jonnydog21 I woke up around 3:00 a.m. to some scuffling sounds outside my bedroom. I figured it was just our cat trying to get in to sleep on our bed. I got up quietly trying not to wake up my wife. When I opened the bedroom door and didn’t see our cat anywhere I wasn’t sure I hear anything at all. While I was getting up and looking around, four buglers were crawling in through the “cat door” that is cut into our back door. They had already entered the house and were starting to quietly look for valuables. I met the first one in the hallway downstairs. It was pretty dark in the house but I could make out the silhouette of a person crouched down sneaking around. The bugler didn’t see me though I was back at the end of the hallway in a corner. I just waited silently for him to make his way to me and when he was almost touching me I kicked full force and knocked him down the hall on his back. I went up to him cautiously ready to attack again but he was out cold. Thinking that he was the only one I dragged him into the living room and turned on the lamp. Light shattered the darkness in the living room and in one second I realized that he was not alone. The other three buglers were in the living room silently rummaging through our stuff. One was unplugging and removing my VCR and stereo equipment from the entertainment center. One was going through my desk drawers. The other was coming out of the kitchen with a butcher knife. The other two quickly drew knives and surrounded me. I am a normal size guy and probably could have kicked all three of there asses but the fact that they all had knives worried me. Losing some material possessions is not worth being bludgeoned and stabbed to death over plus I have a wife to think about and I would like to start a family someday. “ You all better get the hell out of here,” I warned, “ I think your buddy here is hurt pretty bad.” They all remained quiet, black ski masks covering their faces. “ Well what are you waiting on,” I asked defiantly. The bugler in the kitchen spoke first,” If you lay down on the floor face first with your hands over your head you wont get hurt and we will leave soon.” I reluctantly lay down on the carpet and placed my arms straight out on the floor above my head. Within a few minutes I was duct taped up from my hands, arms, and all the way up and down my legs. They even wrapped it around my head covering my eyes. The leader or whatever asked me if there was anyone else in the house. “ No, no one else,” I lied to them hoping they wouldn’t go upstairs to our bedroom. He then asked me where the good stuff was at. “ What do you mean?” I asked. “ You know cash, jewelry, easy to pawn stuff, you know easy money,” the leader said calmly. “ This is all down here,” I said trying to sound honest and sincere. The leader did not answer me back he just rolled me over on my back and walked away to continue their pillaging of our home. I struggled with my restraints but could not get them loose. They had wrapped it around on top of itself a few times in key areas. The blindfold they had taped around my head and across my eyebrows was relatively loose at the bottom and I could see a thin view down in front of me and directly on my sides. I could see them making a pile of our valuables on the floor. They had all my credit cards and cash in my wallet from on the kitchen counter, my pager and cell phone, my wife’s purse and watch. They had found our camcorder as well and our savings jar, everything downstairs was in a pile. I thought that they were going to leave; they already had a huge pile of loot. Then I heard them going upstairs, one of them waited by the pile he probably thought he was safe from recognition and removed his ski mask. I could tell he was only a teenager probably seventeen or eighteen, skinny with a facial piercing. “ I could have taken these punks,” I thought to myself. Then one came down from upstairs and told his buddy quietly that there was something upstairs. I panicked, the only thing upstairs other that my lovely wife is a big screen TV and furniture. Just then the bugler I had surprised in the hall was coming to. “ What the fuck,” he asked in a little bit of a stupor? The other two buglers filled him in, and with that the injured one proceeded to kick me in the ribs and legs a few times to get even with me for the bruise in the middle of his chest and the knot on the back of his head. The other two filled him in on what was upstairs. I cringed but they all grinned. They told him to be quiet that they didn’t want to wake her until we all got upstairs. I didn’t understand, “ All upstairs” what did that mean. Just then one grabbed my arms the other grabbed me y my legs and the injured one pulled more duct tape over my face covering my mouth completely. While they started making their way down the hall towards the stairs my pager went off vibrating. The injured bugler turned around to pick it up and also grabbed the camcorder then turned around to make his way upstairs behind us. It was still dark upstairs when they met the leader outside the bedroom door. They whispered to each other for a few seconds. I couldn’t quite hear what they were saying. They left me lying on the hallway floor with the injured bugler beside me he kneeled down and whispered to me “ It’s all right dude we’re just gona make a movie.” My heart was pounding. The other three quickly entered the bedroom I could hear my wife struggling and the sound of duct tape unrolling. Then they turned on the light. Once they had her secured they came back out and picked me up and carried me in the room placing me on the bed beside my wife. There she was her smooth tan skin her shapely legs taped together the same manner as mine. I could only see her from about the top of her stomach down to her feet and off the edge of the bed. We were facing the same direction face up. I could see the bottom of her white nightie and her purple lace panties, then two of the buglers come into view at the edge of the bed one was holding our camcorder taping this! One of them pulled her by her calves down further towards the edge of the bed. I now could see from the top of her head down. She was trying to plead through the duct tape but could not make anything out; the group of buglers chuckled a little. There was now two at the foot of the bed and one on each side of the bed. Their sick game had begun; one pulled out a knife and began cutting through the tape between her calves from below. Then he pulled the tape off fast and hard making a loud ripping sound. He repeated this process up her legs then when he cut the last piece of tape from the top of her thigh and was able to spread her legs apart he slammed into her pubic area very hard and remained there over her she started to cry. Then he cut the tape from her arms and a bugler on either side grabbed one. One of her arms was across my stomach. The leader then began slowly cutting the nightie off of my wife leaving it to still cover her breasts. This light slow cutting must have made her nervous, it made her nipples very hard and she also wet herself, and the bed, and the buglers jeans in the crotch area. He got up looking at the wet spot on his black jeans, then at the puddle forming underneath my wife’s ass on the bed. He held her legs firmly and started pulling off her purple lace and now soaking wet panties from under her ass cheeks. The bugler filming was snickering he took time to close up as the leader slowly pulled off my wife’s panties with her legs together and up in the air. The teenage cameraman almost dropped the camcorder when he saw my wife’s beautiful brunette pussy. She keeps it hairy but very close cut all around and now it was wet and glistening I think they both almost blew a load when they saw their prize. The leader finished pulling off her panties and told the one on my side of the bed to put them in my mouth. Arm holder pulled the tape off my mouth with a rip and just as fast had balled up and crammed the lacy panties in my mouth and quickly replaced the duct tape. I could almost taste the fear in my wife’s urine. The leader took off his black jeans and boxers and jacked on his dick a time or two. Without any preparation he hoped back on the bed and drove his teenage dick inside my wife with one quick jab. He let out a groan of pleasure and started fucking my wife violently fast causing her white nightie to fall away from her breasts. They bounced with each of the leaders thrusts flopping back and forth side-to-side. The leader blew his load quick he pulled out and strayed a shower of watery cum over her stomach and pubic area. Then the leader swapped places with the cameraman, the punk I had injured took his place between my wife’s legs he looked towards me and said,” This is for kicking me mother fucker.” He then placed my wife’s legs over his shoulders and unzipped his jeans. He spit down and lubed himself up. Then he started fucking her, I could tell immediately by the way my wife’s crying had turned into squealing that he was fucking her in the ass. He did this for a few minutes and then pulled out and stood over us and shot a thick drippy wad all over my wife’s face. I was humiliated. The buglers took turns like this for almost an hour just fucking her and when one was about to cum they would pull out and wait while another one of them kept fucking her etc. They roughly played with her breasts and made her suck on a realistic dildo they found in her dresser drawer while they were fucking her. Then they pulled her up and moved me to the middle of the bed and laid her face down across me with her ass in the air. Her stomach was over my stomach, her breasts were pressed against my side her knees at my other side. One bugler pinned her arms down with his legs and sat over the back of her head with his ass his balls were on the back of her neck. Then one stood up on the bed and started fucking her doggie style, every time he slammed into her I could feel him pushing her into me and me into the bed. The headboard was slapping the wall and my wife was starting to cum even though she was trying not to. When my wife started cumming so did the bugler except this time he didn’t pull out he shot his load inside my wife! The bugler pinning my wife down was facing the action and when the one guy pulled his spent dick out of her the pinner spread my wife’s ass and smacked her hard on the ass several times and she started cumming again! I felt her hot cum mixed with the cum from the bugler running down the inside of her thighs and onto my side. I think I am going to be sick. They all took turns fucking my wife doggie style and not pulling out they came inside her over and over at least ten times all together. It was starting to get light outside so they put us in 69 position with her swollen pussy over my face still duct taped up but I could smell it. Then they freed my erect and sore penis and placed it in my wife’s mouth and duct taped her head to my waist so she couldn’t remove it from her mouth. Then they taped her legs to my head so she couldn’t move that way either and taped her hands behind her back. They had all dressed and were leaving when my pager went off again. One bugler said,” I have a good idea.” He actually pushed the pager inside of my wife’s pussy cum oozed out from around it. I heard them loading our belongings into our SUV in the garage and leaving. Just as my boss was starting to page me for work Every time he paged the pager would vibrate inside of her making her quiver. My boss kept paging me every five minutes, finally I couldn’t help it seeing her cum every time the pager tickled her I blew my long awaited load of sticky cum in my wife’s mouth. She was gagging but I couldn’t help it I know my wife is a whore now. This was the best trade I ever made. Duct Tape Avenger Ch. 01 If there weren't already 1,001 uses for duct tape, here is a new one. The poor woman got more than she bargained for when she attended the CFNM strip show alone. Hi, I'm Freddie and my friend Dave is a pervert. We all know that he is perverted, but we still like him. One day, he's going to end up on the sex offender's list as a sexual predator. He doesn't work and still lives with his Mom and Dad. After he graduated from college he told his parents that he needed a year off to decide what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. All he does is play video games, chat on the computer, and watch X-rated videos. His favorite X-rated videos are the ones from Japan, where they pull down women's panties. I think it's disgusting, but after watching a few of those videos and seeing the reaction on the woman's face, it is kind of hot. Only, I wouldn't want that to happen to my mother or sister. He said that he would never do anything like that, lifting up a woman's skirt and pulling down her panties, but I wonder about him. He told me that he needed my help with something, but he wouldn't tell me what. He probably figured that I wouldn't help him if he told me what he needed me to do. It's 2am in the morning and he has me standing outside the CFNM strip club. There are drunk, horny women all over the place. Picking up one of them and going home with someone is like fishing in a barrel. You would think that was his plan, to pick up a drunk, horny woman who just staggered out of the CFNM strip club, but no. Instead, he has me standing in this dark alley holding a roll of duct tape. WTF! "Dave! Psst! Dave! Where are you?" "Shh! She's coming?" "Who's coming?" "My boss." "You're boss? What boss? You don't have a job?" "The job that I used to have." "You mean that brief career that you had at MacDonald's?" "Yeah. Shh! Here she comes." "Wait, what are you doing?" "When I tell you, you wrap duct tape. That's all you have to do, Freddie." "Okay, I can do that, but what am I wrapping with duct tape? What are you going to duct tape her car doors closed? I hope she has a silverish gray car because you would definitely see duct tape on a red or black or blue car." "Shh! She's coming." A blonde woman about 35-years-old, definitely, a MILF passed by the entrance to the alleyway and Dave jumped out of the doorway behind her. In one quick pull, he lifted the hem of her dress up and over her head and her arms came up with her dress. She squirmed, but he held her in place with her dress and by her elbows. Dave is about 6'2 and the woman was about 5'4". He easily overpowered her. "Holy, shit!" I didn't dare say his name. The woman was a bit unsteady on her feet and was screaming but her screams were muffled by the material of her dress. "Okay, do it! Duct tape her." "Okay?" I started to laugh as I unrolled the duct tape around her wrists and forearms. She was definitely immobilized. I couldn't believe it. She was in an instant straight jacket, but with all the good parts exposed. This poor woman was standing there in her bra and panties. She had a nice body, too, with C cup breasts and curvy hips. I figured that he was going to leave her in her car like that, but Dave pushed her in the alley where there was no one and it was dark. "Don't make any noise or I'll hurt you," he said in a disguised voice that sounded a bit like Donald Duck. He stood her up against the brick wall and started feeling her body through her underwear. I watched as he felt her breasts through her bra. He took a few minutes doing that. She had nice tits and they looked real, if you can tell something like that through her bra. I mean, it was kind of dark, too. Then, he reached behind her and started feeling her ass. When he reached between her legs, I thought I heard her moan a little. Maybe, not, she may have been crying. I don't know, but it was definitely a moan. Then, Dave lifted her bra. She did have nice tits and they were real. Even I got aroused seeing her tits, when I am not the one who is into this stuff. Still it was hot to see a woman helpless like that and at the mercy of her attacker. Her nipples were totally erect. It was a warm spring night. It wasn't cold out, but maybe exposed the way she was, she may have been cold. He looked over at me and nodded his head inviting me to come over and feel her up, too. I shook my head and looked away. I was paranoid, afraid someone would come, like a cop. This was his game and I wanted no part of it. Now, I felt bad that I had duct taped her. I pitched the rest of the duct tape roll down the sewer. Then, he started sucking her nipples, first one and then the other. I couldn't believe this guy. Isn't this rape? I heard her moan again. Definitely, it was a moan and definitely she was not crying. Maybe, she was enjoying this. Maybe, he really knows her and this is a game they play. Maybe, they both get off with me watching them do this bizarre behavior. I had no idea. Maybe, she was just horny from having watched male strippers. Who knows, maybe she took one of their cocks in her mouth. Women do that kind of stuff there, Dave showed me some CFNM videos of women acting just as nasty as men when at a strip show. Then, I started thinking. Maybe, he doesn't really know her. Maybe, this is his old boss. Then, he pulled her panties down. She was bald, completely shaved, with not a hair visible. First, he fingered her poking it around and then he got on his knees and started licking her. Now, she was really moaning. Who knows, maybe she is into bondage. Definitely, she was bound with duct tape. He continued licking her a while and it sounded like she had an orgasm. It was difficult to tell that without seeing her face. Besides, I was standing by the corner making sure that no one was coming. He left her there and ran up to me. "She just had an orgasm from me eating her." He looked down at her. "She's got a great body." Then, he ran back to her undoing his pants as he approached. He turned her around, bent her over, and fucked her. I mean, he was really going at it pounding her like a dog. I was nervous so I waited in the car for him to finish. He was done fucking her after about 5 minutes. I saw him pull off a condom and toss it down the sewer. Then, he ran over to the car. "Dave, how are you going to free her without her seeing your faces?" "Easy. I'm not." "You're not what?" "Going to free her." He started the car and drove off. "Dave, you can't just leave her there like that." To be continued... Duct Tape Avenger Ch. 02 If there weren't already 1,001 uses for duct tape, here is a new one. The poor woman got more than she bargained for when she attended the CFNM strip show alone. He was done fucking her after about 5 minutes. I saw him pull off a condom and toss it down the sewer. Then, he ran over to the car. "Dave, how are you going to free her without her seeing your faces?" "Easy. I'm not." "You're not what?" "Going to free her." He started the car and drove off. "Dave, you can't just leave her there like that." The drive home was uneventful. Dave was calmer than he was before, not as excited as he was when he was molesting the woman. "Here," he said handing me a wad of cash. "What's this?" "It's five hundred dollars." "I know that, Dave. I can count, but why are you giving me $500.00?" "That's your share." "My share of what?" "For helping me tonight." "Here," I said handing the money back to him. "I can't accept this for what you did to that poor woman." "Don't be a fool. Keep the money. You earned it. The money is yours." He looked over at me as he drove and then returned his attention back to the road. "That poor woman is not so poor. She took everything from her husband, the house, the cars, and the kids. Besides, she's a real bitch. She had a boyfriend on the side all along, one of the strippers. She set her husband up with her girlfriend and videotaped them. Then, she sued him for adultery. Later, after the divorce settlement, her girlfriend admitted to her ex-husband that he had been set up and that his wife had paid her to have sex with him." "Dave, what are you talking about? I thought she was your ex-boss." "Yeah, coincidentally she was my ex-boss, which is why I made it personal by fucking her." Her ex-husband hired me to do this. He paid me $1,000.00 to humiliate his wife." "Okay, then, I can justify taking the money," I sad stuffing the money in my pocket. "I'll think of it as a public service giving evil women what they deserve." I looked at my friend. "And all this time, I thought you were just a pervert. I didn't know you were in business for yourself." "Yeah, we are in the business of avenging those who have been wronged. All we need are capes with the letters DTA." "DTA?" "Duct Tape Avengers." "Well, it would be a bit a waste of money to go out and buy custom made capes, just for avenging one man against his ex-wife." "Yeah, it would, but we have another client Saturday in just a couple hours." "Are you serious?" "And the fee for this one is $5,000." "Five grand?" "Yep, $2,500 each, but there is more risk involved." "What we did tonight was all the risk that I could handle for one evening. I don't think that I could take more risk than that. "Come on, we'll devise a foolproof plan, the more the planning, the less the risk. Leave the details to me. The last one went off without a hitch." Meanwhile back in the alley, a bum found Ellen, Dave's ex-boss, the ex-wife of the man who paid him to humiliate her. "Hello? Is there someone there?" "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" "Please can you free me?" "Sure, baby doll, as soon as I dip my wick a little. It's been a few years since I've been lucky." "Get away from me! You smell like urine." "Just bend over a bit while I, yeah that's it." "Oh, God. Please someone help me." "I'm almost done there, Missy." "Wait! Don't go. Where are you going? You said you would free me." "Don't worry, someone else will come along." And someone else did happen along, the trash collectors appeared at 4:00 in the morning. "Hey, Buddy, look at this." "What?" "Look," he said pointing to Ellen sitting by the wall naked with her dress and arms over her head. "Is that a naked woman?" "Get me those scissors from the truck." "It's okay, lady, we're here to help you, but first we need you to help us out." The garbage man cut a hole where her mouth is and inserted himself inside. "Best you start sucking on me, unless you plan on staying here all weekend." She sucked him and his partner off before they cut her free. Meanwhile, back to Dave a few hours later... "Dave what are we doing out here in the woods? It's 5 am." "Woods?" He looked around. "Breathe the fresh air. This is nature at its best." He inhaled a big lungful of air. "Look straight ahead, past the country club. Those are multi-million dollar homes." He turned to face the other way. "She jogs here every morning and takes the same unaltered path. We have an hour before she arrives." "Who?" "The wife of our client." "What did she do?" "She's having an affair with her personal trainer, a man much younger than her husband. It seems that everyone at the country club knew but him. He was the last one to find out. Now, he's too embarrassed to show his face around the club." He handed me a shovel and opened up ground water plans from the developer. "Start digging, right here." "According to this map, there's a drainage ditch and we're going to tie into it." We dug for just a few minutes before we hit paydirt. We had only dug down two feet. "That's it. You're done digging." "What good is that?" "It's a woman trap, Freddie." "Ingenious Dave, but I don't see how this hole will trap a woman." "Moisture, air, and suction will serve as a temporary prison. "I see, so this is how he embarrasses his wife, by having her trapped here?" "By having her trapped naked." "But, this place is deserted." "The club is having their big golf tournament this morning, scheduled to start soon. They'll be plenty of people ogling this naked woman before they can free her from this setup. The harder her rescuers pull the more suction that it creates. The only way to get her out is to flood the hole, which will stop the suction, but it will be a while before they figure that out." "Clever." He fitted a three holed plastic box around the pipe. The box had a hole on either end to fit over the pipe with a hole on top. Then, he fitted a rubber gasket that looked like a giant garbage disposal drain filter that opened when you put pressure down on it, but did not release when pulling back on it. When someone stepped on it, the pressure applied held whatever fell inside in place with the moisture from the water drain below creating a natural suction. He covered it with a blanket of balsa wood, strong enough to hold a thin layer of dirt and grass trimmings, but nothing else. "Now we wait." We took position behind a grove of trees about 100 yards away. Close enough to see the action, but not near enough to be detected. We had plenty of time to get into our duct tape costume, which was putting duct tape over our faces to disguise our appearance. A tall, dark haired woman wearing a tank top and jogging shorts could be seen approaching on the horizon. If she continued her path she would head straight for the...perfect. Unable to get out, she was stuck. "Help! Someone help me." "Don't worry, Lady, we are here to help you." He looked over at me. "Duct tape." Dave held her arms behind her back while I duct taped her wrists. Then, he inserted a golf ball in her mouth and I taped her yap shut. She was still trying to scream, but it was muffled. "Scissors." I handed Dave the scissors and he cut the straps of her tank top and pulled it off revealing her shapely breasts hidden beneath her sports bra. Next, he cut away the straps to that and lifted that over her head. "Nice tits." We both stepped back and looked at her knockers. "Do you think they are real?" "Nah," said Dave. He lifted up one of her breasts. "See? You can still see the scars." Next, he cut away her jogging shots and panties. Now, naked, but for her socks and running shoes, which were contained by the rubber trap, she was in the perfect line of vision as the guests and players arrived for the tournament. "Well, our job is done. I hope you're wearing sunscreen. Your husband sends his regards. His divorce attorney will be in touch. We'll see you later, lady. Have a nice day. " To be continued... Duct Tape Avenger Ch. 03 If there weren't already 1,001 uses for duct tape, here is a new one. "Dave, what are we doing here at the motel? It's 5am." "Shh...Hello Mrs. Murray? Yes, I'm calling from the front desk at the Sunset Hotel. Your husband has had an unfortunate accident. Yes, he's perfectly fine, except for the fact that he's naked and in bed with your daughter who is naked also. Oh, you don't have a daughter? Gee, I wonder who that pretty naked woman is that he is with then. You know, I'm going to have to charge your credit card for double occupancy. He told me that he was alone. Yes, Mrs. Murray, he used your credit card. In any event, can you come with a change of clothes right away? Hello? Mrs. Murray? Hello?" "Quick, we have another job to do, Freddie." Dave pulled out an envelope containing the photos of a man and a woman and handed them to me. "Her husband knows she is having an affair with her boss and picked this time to out them." "Why now?" "They had the company party here last night and all of the employees booked rooms in this motel and will be leaving at checkout, which is before 11am. We'd better get a move on before it gets light out." "How come his wife wasn't at the party? She just delivered twins a couple of weeks ago and had to stay home with the babies." "Damn, you know everything about these people." "It's my job to know, Freddie." "Which room is it?" "Our target is in room 103 and last night I paid the room service clerk, a friend of mine, to deliver them a special cocktail laced with sleeping pills." Dave looked at his watch. "I gave them enough pills to put them out for a while. They still should be sleeping soundly." Dave and I got out of the car and walked to the room and inserted the pass key that he received from his friend who works there. "This one should be easy, Freddie." We entered the room where a man and women slept like the dead. They were both naked and on top of the covers. "They must have fallen asleep in the middle of having sex," I said. "It sure looks like it." Dave shined his pocket flashlight on the woman's face and lowered it along the curve of her body and stopping on her ass. "She's not bad looking and has a nice body." Then, he shined the light on the guy. "He's a lucky fat slob. He must have money to get a piece of ass like her." He pushed at the woman. "Help me roll her over on her back." "Like this?" "Yeah, we want to make sure that everyone gets a good look at her." Dave moved to the other side of the bed. "Now him. Help me roll him over on his back." "How's that?" "Well, she's no natural blonde, that's for sure," said Dave staring at her trimmed bush. "She has a tattoo of a butterfly just above her pussy." "Okay, that's good the way that you positioned her," said Dave. "Duct tape," he said holding out his hand. I passed him a roll of duct tape and he started taping the guy to the bed by his wrists and ankles while I got to tape the woman. The man had a big stomach with a small cock that made his cock appear even smaller and skinny legs. She had nice tits, but they didn't look real. When I rolled her over on her back, they were still perky and didn't move to the side in the way that natural tits do. Still, I couldn't help myself and took a feel of them. "They feel like rubber," I said laughing while taping her legs. "No, no," he said. "Tape her with their legs open to show more detail of her pussy." I moved her ankles apart and taped each one individually so that she couldn't pull them back together. "Okay, let's take a photo for our client." Dave stood back and snapped a couple of candid photos of the romantic sleeping couple. They were really unconscious and didn't move even with the flash going off. "Dave, are you sure they are alive." "Yeah, he said stepping closer and said pointing. "Look, they're both breathing." He walked over to the door and held it open with a bungee chord. Then, he walked back to where I was by the bed. "Get behind the bed and start pushing." "Where we going with the bed?" "Outside to the parking lot." "Seriously," I said laughing. "Yeah, c'mon, hurry. It's almost 5:30am. People will be getting up soon and coming down for breakfast." "Gees, Dave, this is dead weight. This guy must weigh 300 pounds. I'm glad the bed is on wheels." "And I'm glad their room is on the first floor so we don't have to take the elevator and sneak by the front desk," he said laughing. He pointed down the corridor. "Go to the left. The back door leads to the parking lot." We pushed the bed with our naked guests outside and wheeled it to the middle of the parking lot. Just as we got the bed positioned to the middle of the parking lot, the couple started moving and struggling against their duct tape ties. They were waking up. "Let's get Hell out of here," I said running for the car. "Wait, I almost forgot," said Dave. "Where you going?" Dave jogged off back inside the motel. Suddenly, the God awful high pitched wailing of a fire alarm sounded throughout the entire complex. We left just as the guests were running out of the motel to the parking lot and the man's wife was screeching into the parking lot. "Look there's his wife," Dave said laughing. "Can you say divorce court?" "How much did we make on this job?" "Three thousand each." "Well, that gives us plenty of dough to buy more duct tape," I said laughing while driving away. To be continued...