The Bank Robbery
Starring: Grace, Hitomi, Ira, Karin, Kristin, Laura, Roberta, Stephy, Theodora, Zoey
Also starring: Dev and Ed
It was 1:30 PM as Dev entered the Stonetown National Bank. Usually he only went there on Mondays, and today was Wednesday. But Dev wasn't following his usual routine.
He stood in the entrance. She wasn't at her usual spot, next to the door, but instead a girl with brown eyes and long brown hair. Her name was Stephy. She nodded friendly as he looked at her and he nodded back, then he let his view wander around the room.
To the left was the huge window front with some advertisement banners. In front of him the two counters with the staff only rooms behind. Both counters had been open, young ladies behind them and a row of four customers in front of it. To the right the room expanded further with a lounge, several settees with small tables, some flower pots. A billboard on the wall, next to it a corridor that lead to the toilets and staff only rooms...
There she stood. The reason he was here today. Zoey, a security guard for the bank. She wore her uniform, same as every time he saw her. Black military boots up to her ankles. Blue cargo pants, tucked into her boots. A black belt with her pistol holster and a radio. A black tie over her blue dress shirt, tucked in her pants, and a blue beret on her head. She looked cute in them. But more important to him was the girl that wore the clothes.
Zoey, a girl from the UK, 19 years old. She had long red hair that she wore as little pigtails, and freckles on her face surrounded her nose and blue eyes. Usually she stood by the door and always smiled when he entered and left the bank. Greeted him with a friendly ÂÂ ÂÂ “Hello Sir!”ÂÂ in her British accent.
If she has noticed him entering the bank, she didn't show. Dev went to get in line for the counters. Usually on Mondays he got here to transfer some money back home to India, to pay back for his education and the opportunity to travel to the USA to work there. He didn't had any business here today and just wanted to check his bank account until he had figured out how to approach Zoey.
Every time he talked with his family at home, sooner or later the question came up if he had a girlfriend already, and Dev continued to deny it. He hadn't found that special girl yet he was looking for.
But he had been watching Zoey for weeks now. Every time he was at the bank she greeted him with that friendly smile of hers. He didn't know much about her, until last Monday, when he had the courage to ask her out. She seemed slightly surprised to be asked out by him, but quickly accepted.
Dev had been researching on the Internet what a British girl might like and invited her for tea instead of coffee. She was delighted.
When he picked her up after work she still wore her uniform. Dev thought he would see her in casual clothes, but it didn't matter to him and she looked way too cute in her uniform to bother. They spent the late afternoon drinking tea and talking about their home countries and ambitions in life.
Dev had offered to walk with her to her flat. After a few blocks she pulled him into a side street and started kissing him. Hesitant at first, then more eager. Dev was caught by surprise but enjoyed her smooth lips on his, and even more when she pushed her tongue in his mouth and french kissed him. Suddenly Zoey slid down the wall behind her and stopped with her head in front of his waist. She trembled slightly as she pulled down the zipper of his trousers and unbuttoned them, revealing his shorts. As he realised what was about to happen he put his hands on her shoulder and stopped her. He mumbled something about being sorry, zipped his pants in front of her again and quickly left the side street, leaving her behind.
It was all too fast for him, but now he felt sorry for his reaction.
Zoey saw Dev finishing his work at the counter and slowly moving over towards her direction. He wore black and white sneakers and beige trousers with a white and a striped tie. He looked handsome, dark eyes and short black hair, about a head taller then her. She loved his Indian accent, he was well educated and only a year or two older then she was. Her heart when slightly faster as he approached and she clutched her hands together behind her back.
Zoey greeted him and looked up with a smile as he walked to her.
“Miss Zoey! I'm glad to see you. I wanted to apologise for my behaviour the other day.”
“I wanted to apologise as well. It's just that I saw all these American movies with girls doing it as reward on their dates that I thought you would be expecting it.”
“I'm sorry, it's not that I think you're not attractive but I just would like to get to know you-”
As soon as Zoey heard the word sorry she decided to just give it another shot and put her right index finger on his lips. Her left hand wrapped around his tie and she tugged him towards the girls room. Dev followed her surprised.
As Zoey pushed open the door to the girls room and stopped for a second, looking over her shoulder towards the senior guard, Tara, who stood behind the counters. The older woman nodded slightly, grinned and put her hand above her eyes, shielding them, and looked away.
Zoey pulled Dev inside the girls room. She really liked him and would like to spent more time, but she also was anxious about a bet from the senior guard Tara. Stephy and Zoey had been the two new girls, and Tara had told them whoever got laid first wearing her guard uniform would get the first raise in her pay check. And Zoey was determined to win this.
She leaned against the wall next to a basin, white tiles covering the whole room. Dev stood in front of her, still slightly confused, as she pulled his tie lowering his head down to her and french kissed him again. Zoey let go of the tie and while continuing to kiss she took Dev's hands and placed them on her breasts. Through the fabric of her shirt Dev could feel Zoey's hard nipples, she obviously didn't wear any bra.
“All right girls, everyone ready to get rich?”
They stood in a side street, next to the bank. Grace looked at her three other gang members.
There was Karin, red curls framed her face, black sunglasses. Laura, wearing her blond hair in a ponytail, and Roberta, an Italian girl with short raven-black hair. Grace herself wore her black long hair open, her eyes concealed by large black sunglasses. They were all in their early to mid-forties, and all had been determined to improve their lifestyle a bit.
The fifth member was Vicky, with brown long hair and blue eyes, who just left with their escape vehicle. An old black van, full of dents and scratches but enough room for all five of them and their loot. Vicky's task was to pick them up as soon as they contacted her over radio.
The women all wore black high heel boots covering up to their knees, black tights and black leotards, as well as a harness with various utensils attached to it. Above them they all had long black trench coats, covering their equipment and guns.
Laura carried a M4A1, Karin a P-90, Grace brought two Uzi's and Roberta a Benelli M3 Shotgun, all well hidden under their long trench coats.
Standing next to the entrance Security Guard Stephy decided too late that the four women dressed in black that entered the bank at the same time could be a threat. They stood in a semi-circle in front of the counters and flipped their coats open, pulling out their guns at once.
Laura fired a burst of her assault rifle into the ceiling, shouting:
“Everyone get down, this is a robbery!”
Roberta flung around on her heels, shotgun in her hands, facing guard Stephy. The young girls eyes widened in terror as she looked at the shotgun barrel pointed at her. Roberta let Stephy flip her holster open before she pulled the trigger, hitting her right in the belly. The impact pushed Stephy several feet away until she hit the wall behind her. Her hands clutched her belly, blood quickly staining her shirt. She dropped on her knees, her face expressing terror and pain, then her eyes rolled back and she wet her pants before she simply dropped face first on the ground and didn't move any more.
Guard Tara fired her M1911 pistol from behind the counter, missing Karin's head only by inches, the bullet crashing through the big advertisement window. Karin responded quickly and fired a burst of her submachine gun, hitting the blonde woman several times in her chest. Her pistol flew across the room and she stumbled back against a copy machine where she collapsed on top of.
The three customers and two clerks behind the counters threw themselves on the ground. The thirty years old clerk Maggie reached for the silent alarm button under her desk before she put her hands behind her head.
Grace waved her two Uzi's around and strut among the customers lying on the floor, then leaned over the counter, pointing one of her guns casually at Maggie.
“Open the vault for me please?”
“I can't Ma'am! The vault is time controlled, I can't open it myself!”
“All right, Roberta you got the floor. Open the vault for us please.”
Roberta nodded and jumped over the counter. Grace sat on it and then slowly lifted her legs over it, smiling and always keeping her eye on Maggie.
“Uhhh... That sounds like shooting!”ÂÂ Zoey moaned and pushed Dev, who was kissing her neck, slowly away from her.
“I don't know, but it sounded brutal. We should have a look.”
Dev let go of Zoey and stepped back. Zoey went to the door and walked right out on the corridor. She saw Tara's bloody body laying on the copy machine and two armed women standing in front of the counters. Quickly she got her pistol out and aimed at Laura and Karin.
“You there! Don't move and drop your weapons!”
Laura and Karin looked at the young guard and almost burst in laughter as they noticed her tie hanging sideways and her shirt had been all crumbled but her nipples poking against it, and a young man stepping out of the bathroom behind her.
Zoey turned her head to Dev and hissed at him.
“Dev, stay back! I don't want you to- URGH!”
Laura had fired a single shot at Zoey, hitting her right in her navel. Zoey blinked and dropped her pistol, clutching her belly. She stumbled backwards against the corner of the wall. Her blue cargo pants turned dark around her crotch as she peed herself, groaning in pain. Laura and Karin began to laugh as the redhead wet herself.
“Zoey! Oh my god!”
Dev shouted and grabbed Zoey by her shoulders, slowly sitting her down.
Laura walked over to them, picked up Zoey's M1911 and aimed it right at her head. Dev turned to Laura and positioned himself in front of Zoey.
“What are you doing? She's already shot! Please don't kill her!”
Laura hesistated for a moment when Karin shouted from behind.
“Leave the lovebirds Laura! It's two more hostages we might need to trade later! Roberta, hurry up! That girl's staining the carpet!”
Dev got on his knees and put Zoey's head in his lap while she whimpered and groaned. He whispered in her ear.
“It will be all right! Help is on the way!”
Sirens wailed in the distance and quickly the bank got surrounded by police force. Grace knew this would happen and when one of the phones in the bank rang she answered it and started negotiations.
They had several hostages and demanded the backyard of the bank to stay free of police so their escape vehicle could pick them up. Otherwise they would simply kill all the hostages.ground
Meanwhile Roberta was rigging the vault door with explosives...
Ed was part of a special unit and on duty that day. He was a sniper, wore all black including a black cap. His M24 between his legs, he got his instructions while driving in the back of the transportation van. Armed bank robbery, multiple hostages, one wounded guard. A paramedic was allowed to enter the bank and provide medical assistance. His job would be to cover the scene from a rooftop. He wasn't allowed to fire unless the situation got out of hand.
In that case one assault team would charge the building to take out the robbers quickly. That team sat on the opposite of him in the van and he knew them well.
The two Asian girls with their black hair and black eyes, Theodora and Hitomi. Kirstin, with her brown hair and brown eyes, and the young Ira, a blonde girl with blue eyes. They all wore a black uniform like him but had light bullet proof vests and MP5 rifles.
When they arrived at the scene, the assault team readied themselves and waited behind the van. Ed saw one of the paramedics being instructed. A pretty young girl that wore her light brown hair in a ponytail and had a medic bag around her shoulder. She nodded a lot while Ed's boss talked to her, unease on her face. Ed was hoping she knew what she was going in for while he climbed one of the surrounding buildings, taking position.
After the explosion of the vault door Roberta had quickly collected what was inside the vault while the other three had kept the hostages in place. Now she dropped a bag full of money dropped in front of Grace's feet. Dust swirled around.
“That's all the money from the vault. I'm going to have a look at the strongboxes now.”
Roberta grinned as she saw the clerk Maggie cough from the dust.
“Sorry for the mess! If you'd just opened the door, I wouldn't have needed to blow things up.”
Grace nodded and watched the street through the big glass window.
“Hurry Roberta, we've got a lot of company outside. And I think we're getting a guest. Karin, would you let her in?”
A young girl in a bright green uniform and a bag around her shoulder slowly walked towards the entrance. Karin opened the door for her and bowed slightly, grinning.
Heather was pretty nervous when she saw a woman with red curly hair in the door, wielding a submachine gun as she bowed to her. She took a deep breath and stepped inside. Carefully she stepped over the body of a dead guard who looked like someone tried to blow a hole in her chest. Her pants were soaked, she probably had peed herself after death. Nothing uncommon, Heather thought. Wide opened eyes, it meant she had been dead within seconds.
One dead at the door, Heather counted silently. Then she saw three female hostages lying on the floor in front of the counters. They looked scared but uninjured. Behind the counters was a tall woman with black hair and black sunglasses, holding two Uzi's. She couldn't see the woman's eyes, but she knew she was staring at her. Behind the woman was another blue uniformed woman sprawled over a copy machine. Heather was sure that guard was dead as well.
Then she saw another woman wearing a black trench coat and wielding a big assault rifle. The woman stepped aside and gave view to another guard lying on the floor on her back, her head propped in the lap of a young man. Heather could hear her whimper.
“Is that the only injured person in here or are there more behind the counter?”
Heather spoke loud and clear as she had been instructed to do. There was a small listening device hidden in her bag.
“Just the lass you see there.”
Grace answered with an impish smile on her face and waved one of her guns in Zoey and Dev's direction. Heather walked past Laura and kneeled next to Zoey. She could feel the eyes of the women behind her on her back. She put her bag next to her and looked at Zoey.
One stomach wound, heavy blood loss. Wet pants, uncontrolled bladder release, signs of stress and fear. Messy uniform, hard nipples, blushed cheeks, cute young man holding her. Signs of sexual arousal.
Heather opened her bag, her blue eyes laughing as she smiled and looked Zoey in the eyes.
“Hi, I'm Heather! I'm here to help. What's your name?”
“Z-Zoey.”ÂÂ the redhead croaked.
“Please help her!”ÂÂ Dev plead.
Heather poked with a finger against Zoey's navel wound.
“Does that hurt?”
Zoey cringed and cried out.
“Bloody hell! Uuugghh!”
“I thought so.”
She pulled out a syringe from her bag, rolled Zoey's left sleeve up and stung it in her arm. Zoey groaned but Heather just smiled. She turned to her bag and began searching in it.
Dev watched the young paramedic and for a second thought he glimpsed a small pistol in her bag. Was that girl some kind of undercover agent?
Heather tried to act as normal as she could while she got out adhesive tape and the small camera the special police man had given her. She turned her body quickly towards Zoey and tossed the small tube away from her, grabbing the tape with both hands.
Unfortunately Laura was watching and walked over, picking up the tube.
“What's that? Hey! Is that a camera? Are you trying to spy on us?”
Her face filled with fury as she tossed the tube down and cracked it with the heel of her boot.
“What? What do you mean? That's not mine! I don't know what that is!”
Heather was panicking. What should she do now? The tall blonde woman was furious. She blew it! It wasn't supposed to happen!
“Fuck you, bitch!”
Laura screamed, cocked her M4A1 rifle and pulled the trigger. She riddled Heather at close range, filling her body with bullets. Her body jerked for several seconds as her green shirt got ripped with holes, blood spraying from them. Laura's gun clicked dry and Heather slowly fell forward, landing with her face on Zoey's pee soaked crotch.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Stupid bitch! Grace, they're setting us up!”
Laura shouted, reloaded her gun, then walked across the room and pulled one of the hostages, a blonde woman, up by her hair, pressed her back against her own chest and put the rifle against the woman's head.
“I agree, we better get out of here. Roberta dear, hurry up! We're leaving.”
Grace responded slow and calm. She leaned down to Maggie and whispered in her ear.
“Sorry Miss, it looks like we're not taking all your possessions.”
Karin took her radio and called for their driver Vicky.
“Shit! The medic girl blew it! We have a situation, I repeat! We have a situation. One of the robbers now has a gun pointed at a hostage. Requesting permission to fire!”
Ed had watched the whole scene and wanted to take out the blonde robber right now.
“Negative Ed! Wait for the Assault Team to breach in before you fire!”
Vicky had the escape van parked in a side street a couple of blocks away from the bank. Sitting leaned back in the drivers seat, she was listening to some smooth chilling music while a vibrator was stimulating her pussy and her hands rubbed her clit and breasts.
When Karin called her on radio, she started the engine but kept the vibrator in place. She drove down the street, softly moaning. It turned her incredibly on knowing that all the people she passed on the street didn't have a clue what she was doing in that van while she was driving.
Inside the bank Karin jumped over the counters on Grace's side to take cover. Four girls, special police units, approached the bank in a cluster formation but stopped close to the entrance.
“Ha-ha, they don't dare attack us! They know I have you with me!”
Laura felt the warm body of the girl she held hostage against her chest. Smelled her perfume mixed with the smell of fear. It aroused her. Her nipples got hard. She took the left hand of her hostage and directed it between her tights.
“You feel that girl? You're making me hot!”
But the girl Laura rubbed her breasts against didn't respond. Laura was horny and it made her angry. She pushed the blonde away from her and lifted her rifle, pointing at the blonde.
“Fuck it! I'll just shoot you anyway!”
Dev couldn't believe his eyes. The blonde bank robber was about to execute the other girl. He made a decision in a split second. Time seemed to slow down for him as he leaned forward, reached inside the medic bag and pulled out the hidden Beretta M9. He clutched it with both hands and aimed at Laura.
“Get away from her!”
Laura spun around on her heels, shouldered her gun and took aim at Dev. He pulled the trigger of his pistol and hit her right in her navel. Laura groaned and staggered, clutched her belly with her left and held her M4A1 rifle with her right. She fired a single shot, hitting Zoey right under her left breast. Zoey screamed, her whole body twitched, then her limbs fell back down limp.
Dev screamed and fired his pistol in rapid succession, emptying the whole magazine. Laura got hit multiple times, her body jerking around with each hit. She stared at Dev with wide eyes, then lost grip of her gun which fell on the ground. Her body shuddered and slowly she began falling backward, landing on the floor with a thud. Then her body twitched a few times, hips up in the air. As she stopped moving Dev could see right between her thighs, saw the thin strip of her black leotard that covered her pussy and glistering juice squirting out of her around it.
Something smashed through the big glass window and exploded in a smoking cloud, covering the whole front of the bank. Karin quickly decided for herself that the situation was messed up and ran past Grace, grabbed the bag with the money and headed for the back exit.
Grace also decided the situation was messed up and climbed on top of the counters, waving her Uzi's in front of her.
Four people appeared in the smoke cloud below her, the assault team from the special police. The two Asian girls in front and behind them a blonde girl and one with brown hair. As they noticed Grace standing above them on the counter, they all pointed their MP5's at her, but Grace shot first.
She fired both her Uzi's, the girls bullet proof vests useless against the hail of bullets, but they managed to fire several shots themselves.
Grace got hit several times but she continued to stand on the counter and fired until her magazine's been empty, unlike her attackers that got pushed back by the many bullets that hit them. They stumbled over one another. Ira dropped first, landing on her back and dead within seconds. Kirstin groaned and grabbed Hitomi by her shoulders, trying to keep on her feet but fell down nevertheless, pulling Hitomi back. The Asian girl smashed with her back against the big glass window and crashed through it, landing with her back on the street and her feet dangling over the window frame. Theodora got spun around by the immense amount of bullets that hit her and fell face first through the window as well, upper body on the side walk, hips against the wall and legs dangling to the sides.
Grace laughed like a maniac as she riddled the special police force but when her magazine's ran out of money she coughed blood and simply fell backwards off the counter. When she hit the ground she was dead already, but still had her shades on and a wicked smile on her face.
Ed was paralysed by the whole scene he had been watching and only snapped out of it as a woman with raven-black short hair showed up behind the counters, a bag around her shoulder and a shotgun in her hand. Ed didn't hesitate again and fired a single shot.
Roberta didn't knew what had happened as she ran out of the vault. She saw Grace's body on the floor, riddled with bullet holes. Before she could decide what to do she heard a loud bang from outside and something hitting her right between the eyes.
Ed watched satisfied as the woman crumbled to the ground.
Vicky entered the street leading to the backyard of the bank. To her surprise several female special forces stood in her way, but it had been planned they all would back away once she would arrive to pick the others up.
When they saw the approaching van, they raised their guns, aiming at the van. Vicky accelerated and drove down the street. Bullets penetrated the van, the wind shield shattered, Vicky got hit several times but she didn't notice any more. She had the orgasm of her life as she drove over the cops, hearing their screams and the dumb thuds as they got hit by her car.
She raced past the bank and crashed into a house wall, but at that point she was dead already. When the police opened the driver cabinet they saw the still running vibrator in her pussy with cum juices all over the seat.
Karin finally opened the lock of the door leading to the backyard. She could hear more special forces entering the bank behind her, but it didn't matter. She had a bag full of money and Vicky was waiting on the other side.
She kicked the door open and faced the barrels of ten rifles, all pointed at her. Karin flung her own rifle from her shoulder and immediately got fired upon. Her body got riddled with bullets, her body jerked around as the bullets also ripped the bag with money open and bank notes flew around her as she danced in the hail of bullets.
When the shooting stopped she simply fell forward and money rained down on her, covering her body.
Dev was still slightly confused. Zoey lay dead in his lap, he still had the gun in his hands he had used to shoot one of the robbers and didn't realise several special police forces aimed at him and been shouting at him to drop the gun.
Finally someone grabbed the gun from him and was about to cuff his hands as the blonde women that had been held hostage before jumped between him and the officer.
“Don't! He's a hero! He protected us all and he has saved my life!”
The woman flung her arms around Dev and kissed him on his cheek. Dev blinked.
She was right. He had tried his best to protect Zoey, but failed. But instead he had at least saved that blonde girls life!
Today was Freddy’s lucky day. A whole bunch of dead girls from a failed bank robbery.
He felt like a little kid in a sweets factory as he unwrapped all the bodies. He had been given access to the police photos of the bodies and had a hard on already just from looking at them.
Freddy decided to start with the young girls first. He had two young guards from the bank and one paramedic. From the photos he had seen that the paramedic had laid with her head at the crotch of the redhead guard. He propped them up together and partly undressed them, posing them in sexy positions together and took several photos with his smart phone. The internet would love these.
Then he turned his attention to the girl with the long brown hair, Stephy. He pulled down her pants and noticed her panties still being wet. He ripped them apart, quickly undressed himself and began to fuck her until he shot his cum deep inside her tight pussy.
Little did he know that with his action he had just made Stephy win the bet for the first post mortem pay check raise between her and Zoey...