THE BURGLARS ENTER GUNHILD'S HOUSE
by Hamlet



The two robbers had indeed recovered and escaped before the police arrived.
Now they were plotting their revenge.

"I remember the Norsi bitch's address from the driving licence"

Mike said. "Let's go get her"

Davy was not so sure. "Man, she has a punch like a mule. My poor belly's all
busted up." he said. "And look what she did to your face."

Mike had a big lumpy bruise on his chin where her fist had landed in the first
uppercut, she had knocked him out with, and his jaw was swollen and throbbing
with pain. It might be broken from her second knockout punch.

"I'm the guy she knocked out twice, and I want to get even. This time we'll be
more careful, and not get distracted. If I had not turned around to talk to
you when the pin

number didn't work, this never would have happened. This time we won't just
rob her, we'll fuck the Norsi bitch 'til she can't walk!" Mike snarled.

He winced as he spoke as the pain shot through his jaw. "We'll rest up a few
days and then we'll pay Ms. Gunhild Bolstad a little visit." he said.

"I'll bet she would be a great fuck with a body like that." Davy was almost
drooling.

"We will definitely find out!" Mike said.

With that the two erstwhile burglars went to sleep, this time without
assistance from Gunhild's fists.

Gunhild was returning home from her shift at the QMC hospital in Nottingham.
She was tired, there had been several late calls on her ambulance that she had
responded to.

.

She pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. She walked up to the
front door and put the key in the lock. Mike and Davy stepped out from behind
the shrubbery where they had been crouched waiting for her return. This time
Mike was not so careless with the pistol.

"Hello, Ms. Gunhild." he said. "Open the door really careful and drop the
purse."

Gunhild, seeing that this time they were being more careful, complied.

"I thought you boys would be in prison." she said.

"We managed to wake up and clear out before the cops got there, no thanks to
you." Davy responded.

" I thought you would be out for at least fifteen minutes." she said.

"We were, but the dumb police took over twenty minutes to get there. We heard
them goin' in with sirens full blast, but lucky for us, they were late.
However, that is unlucky for you. "

The two men followed Gunhild into the house. Mike was very attentive to her
every move, this time. She noticed that Davy was carrying a rope. There were
open beams

running across Gunhild's ceiling. Davy got a chair, stood on it, and threw the
rope across one of the beams.

"Hold out your arms " Mike commanded.

Left with no choice, Gunhild again complied with the order. Davy tied her
hands securely, then hauled up on the rope until her feet were a couple of
inches off the floor. Gunhild's arms were pulled up over her head, supporting
her weight. She could feel the strain in her shoulders and arms. She had once
again been dressed in a similar outfit to the one she had worn in her
encounter with them at the bank, this time a leather jacket, cropped blouse
and leather shorts.

Davy took out his knife and cut off her blouse, leaving her just in her sports
bra. Next, he slit her shorts and pulled them off. When he had finished she
was dangling there in just her bra and panties, her massive breasts clearly
visible to the two men, as was some of her pubic hair, which curled out around
the crotch of her panties.

"Jeezus, what a body" Davy's respiration had increased considerably while he
was cutting off her clothes. He saw the firm breasts, the bulging muscles of
her shoulders and arms. the flat hard rippling abdominal stomach, and her
magnificent legs. His breath came out in a long puff. "I've never seen a woman
built like that before. She looks fantastic!" Davy thought to himself.

"Before the fun starts, she has to pay for what she did to us in the bank
parking lot." Mike reminded him.

"Yeah, you're right" Davy agreed. With Gunhild tied like that, Mike tucked his
pistol in the back of his pants. Davy stood in front of her.

"Payback time, Norsi bitch" he said.

He drove his fist smack into her stomach. Gunhild had been expecting it and
had tightened he stomach muscles as much as possible under the circumstances.
Again, and again Davy drove his fist into her gut, unable to penetrate the
shield of rock-hard muscle. However, Gunhild had acted like it hurt a lot more
than it had, trying to throw them off. She groaned with every punch. Finally,
Davy stepped back.

"My turn" Mike said. He stepped forward and punched her solidly in the jaw.
Gunhild's head snapped around from the force of the blow.

"I think my jaw is broken, so I am going to break yours. He slammed three more
punches into Gunhild's jaw. She pretended to be unconscious after the third.
one.

"Let's find out what is worth taking in the house, then we'll come back in
here and fuck her silly." Mike said.

Gunhild had noticed that they had used an old rope. As soon as the men
disappeared into the back of the house, she began swinging to saw the old rope
against the sharp edge of the beam. Finally, the rope broke, and she tumbled
to the floor. She used her teeth to pick the knot to untie her hands. She
stepped behind the door and waited. She saw her keys on the dresser where Mike
had placed them.

"I'm gonna look in the other bedroom" Davy announced. Gunhild quietly picked
up the keys. This was a very meticulously kept but old house she owned, and
the bedroom locks required a key.

As Davy entered the second bedroom, Gunhild silently slipped down the hall and
locked the door, trapping Davy inside. He was too busy tearing apart the room
to notice at the moment.

Gunhild resumed her position behind the door, waiting for Mike. He came back
to the living room to check on Gunhild. The pistol was still tucked in the
back of his pants. As he came through the door, she slipped behind him and
before he knew what was happening, she grabbed the pistol out of his
waistband. Mike spun around to find himself facing his own pistol being
pointed right at his chest by the angry Blonde dressed only in her underwear.

"Now I want you to do something for me arsehole." she said.

"STRIP!!"

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