The Personal Invitation
Bobby
“Is that you
Bobby,” Mum said as I came back into the front hallway of Wissenden
Hall, having come to the end of another fun week at school.
“Yeah,” I
said as I hung my coat up, “I’m going to go up and get changed, then get on
with my homework for this week.”
“Okay –
dinner will be at seven.”
“Thanks,” I
said as I went up to my room, and put my bag on the bed, before I took off the
school jacket and tie. Putting them on a
hanger, I took off the rest of my uniform, before putting on a pair of old
jeans, a sweatshirt and trainers, before picking my bag back up again and
heading down to the library.
It didn’t
surprise me a bit to see Suzie sitting there already, her red hair held back by
a headband as she looked over. “Hey big
bro,” she said, “and what delights do you have to work on this weekend?”
“French
and Maths. You?”
“History and
English – which I really want to get out of the way,”
she said with a smile.
January had
just about passed, and life was back to normal – even with the latest baby in
the house. Luci
was growing fast, but now Sandy was also in a chair, watching as Mrs Boyle went
about her work. She had been the last of
the three new arrivals over the holiday period – but as I said, all was getting
back to normal.
Or what
usually passes for normal when your dad is the heir to the title of Lord
Holderness. Since Granddad retired
following his heart attack, Dad has taken on more of the day to day business of
running Red Line Shipping, but he always makes sure he gets home in time for
dinner.
I looked over
again at Suzie, and realized – not for the first time – how much she was
beginning to look like Mum. Mind you,
she tends to say the same thing about me and Dad. I guess that’s especially been true since I
had to start using a razor – which, given the fact I’m nearly sixteen, isn’t
too surprising.
In fact, as I
sat down to struggle with the joys of French tenses, I couldn’t stop thinking
about the last year – Easter was only a few weeks away, and I couldn’t help
thinking about last Easter, and the event we had at the manor house.
That’s when I
really got to know the Cottrell boys – I’d met Mark before, given he was
stepping out with one of my cousin Alicia’s best friends, but not his two
brothers, Eric and Frank. Eric was all
right, but Frank was – well, the shyest person I have ever met. But he did have some friends – young Louise
Hobson for one, and a young man called Charlie Williamson for another.
And with
friends like that, as the saying goes, who needs enemies?
All of that
got eclipsed over the early summer by the Markson
Manor affair. Alicia and Angela, the
(allegedly) sensible part of the family, had spent some time working as extras
on a film called The Awakening, which was shot mainly at the home of an old
friend of Granddad. Not surprising, when
you realise the director was the son of the old friend, and the daughter the
wardrobe advisor.
Anyway, they
were invited to come down to Markson Manor to see the
film before it was released, and they took Cassie and Jenny Craig as well as
Suzie, and the Twin Terrors – Patty Pickering and Rachel Rigg. So off they went to the south west of England
for the weekend.
Now, there
seems to be an unwritten rule about this place – where three or more of this
group are gathered, they will end up spending most of the time bound and gagged
for some reason. And on this occasion,
that reason was a group of people headed up by a man called Jay Edwards, and a
woman called Mrs MacPhee – contenders for the award of
Most Likely to Hold These Girls hostage.
Seriously –
they keep running into them all over the place.
What made this a very different time was, when they were surprised, they
were all wearing Victorian costumes from the film. So they spent the whole weekend bound and
gagged as Victorian girls!
Only with
this group would that happen... Anyway,
when they came back, Angela and Alicia went to visit our American cousins,
Brian and Sarah, as well as Alicia’s pen-friend Heidi and her friends. Even out there, however, Alicia ended up
kidnapped and been rescued.
You see – oh
what’s the best way of putting this?
Have you ever seen Taken? Where
Liam Neeson says “I have a particular set of
skills...” Well, Sarah and Brian
Holderness-Carter have a particular set of skills each, and they soon rescued
Alicia, along with Natalie, and two other people.
They also met
someone else – a girl called Tammy, but that’s another story...
As I put my
pen down, Dad put his head round the door.
“Dinner’s
ready if you two have finished.”
“Great – I’m starving,”
I said as I followed Suzie into the dining room, where Luci
was already in her high chair. As I sat
down, Mrs Boyle and Mum brought the meal through.
“Before I
forget,” Mum said as she sat down, “Brian Hampton called while you were
working, so I took a message.”
“Brian? Not Colin?”
“Nope – it
was Brian this time. He said he wanted
to talk to you about something, so I suggested he call round tomorrow.”
Colin Hampton
is my best friend, and the boyfriend of Jenny Craig –
and yes, I’m her little sister Cassie’s boyfriend. There may be a couple of years
difference between us, but she really is the girl of my dreams.
Which
is probably more information than you need to know, but anyway...
Later on in
the summer, Viscount Markson and his family came to
visit Granddad and Grandma, and they brought a present with them – a full
Victorian outfit for each of the girls.
And I mean all the girls – although Charlie’s sister Lisa hadn’t gone on
the trip, or Heidi, Cindy or Natalie, who had come back with Angela and Alicia,
they got an outfit as well. So did
Louise and Fiona, another friend of Patty and Rachel. All of them were – invited to spend the
weekend at the Manor house, wearing their outfits.
The Yanks
then went with Jenny, Alicia and Angela as they visited their grandmother on
Uncle Simon’s side – and as I discovered later, ended up by being taken hostage
again, and rescued from an armed gang.
All that, and
then there was the Christmas holidays, when Cassie and Suzie turned fourteen...
When I got up
on the Saturday morning, I made my way down to the dining room.
“Hey sleepy
head,” Dad said as he looked at me, “can you give me a hand this
afternoon? Mister Boyle and I need to
clear the pond, and many hands make light work.”
“Yeah sure –
Brian Hampton’s coming round this morning, but I’m free after lunch.”
“Brian? Not Colin?”
“Apparently,”
I said as I poured myself some orange juice, and then put some cereal and milk
in a bowl. “No idea what he wants, but if
Colin’s suggesting he talks to me, it’s probably something to do with...”
“Morning,”
Suzie said as she came in, still wearing her pyjamas. Which brought that
conversation to an end for the time being...
“Hey Bobby,”
Brian said as he came into the front room of the hall, “is Suzie around?”
“Gone
shopping with Mum,” I said as I stood up.
We both had on jumpers and jeans.
“Good – look,
can we go somewhere private to talk?”
“Well, the treehouse is empty at the moment – let’s grab a couple of
drinks from the kitchen and head up there.”
“Sounds like
an idea,” Brian said as I led him through the kitchen, grabbing two cans of
Coke from the fridge as we did so, and then going out into the garden. Mister Boyle waved as he was weeding the
flower beds, and we went up into the tree house, entering the larger of the two
rooms as Brian sat on a beanbag.
“So,” I said
as I opened my can, “what are you planning for Suzie now?”
“Well,” Brian
said, “she’s involved, but that’s not what I want to talk to you about – not at
first anyway.”
“Oh?” I took a drink from the can, and then said
“so what did you want to talk about?”
“Actually,”
he said with a grin, “it’s mainly about Hazel and Claire.”
“Hazel
and Claire? Okay, now you’ve got me interested. What about them?”
Brian took a
drink from his can, and said “did you know they were going out with a couple of
boys?”
“Suzie said
something about it – Pete and Doug, right?”
“Yeah – well,
they’re in the same class as me and Eric Cottrell, and we’ve been talking to
them for a while about...”
“Yeah?”
“About doing
a kidnap game with the girls,” Brian said.
“Lisa, Suzie, and the twins – Cassie too if you’re up
for this.”
“Not Pippa?”
“No – because
they want to do it next weekend, and she’s away with
her mum.”
“Okay – so
why come to me?”
“Well,
they’re both a bit nervous about this – so they asked if we’d done something
like this before. I told them about the
time we kidnapped all the girls the year before last to get them to the big
party...”
“Oh
– OH. Now I see why you wanted to talk to me. You want to know if we can get the van again
and repeat the process.”
“Got
it in one. It’s not that the boys don’t want to take
part, but they’ve never really broached the subject with the twins. Hopefully, doing it this way will make it
enjoyable for everyone.”
“Well, I’m
interested,” I said, “if I can get the van and someone
to drive it, and clear it with dad. But
Pete and Doug – do they know what to do?”
“Not
really, but they are in Frank’s troop, and we’ve been teaching them how to tie
knots. What they need is the knowledge of how to tie
someone so they cannot escape or call for help.”
“How
inescapable?”
Brian
grinned, and said “if they can do that, well and good.”
“Okay then,”
I said as I finished the can, “we’re having lunch at the Manor House tomorrow,
so I’ll ask then and give you a call tomorrow night...”
“Granddad,” I
said as Mrs Bridges took away the last of the plates, “I wonder if I could have
a word with you please?”
“Oh,” he said
as he wiped his chin, “anything your father needs to know about?”
“I’ll talk to
him after I talk to you.”
Suzie had
already gone with Mum, Aunt Anne, Alicia and Angela to discuss something with
Grandma, so as we stood up and left the table, he said “come with me then.”
We walked
into his study, Granddad holding the door open as I came in and sat in the
chair, and then closing it before he slowly sat down himself.
“Okay
Robert,” he said with a smile, “what are you planning this time?”
“Who says I
am planning anything?”
He merely
raised an eyebrow, before I said “all right – Brian Hampton came to see me
yesterday, and asked if I could help him, Eric Cottrell and two other boys with
a little kidnap game.”
“And this
will involve me because?”
“Well – they
want to do something similar to the party the year before last. Take the girls from home, bring them here,
and then reveal what has happened.”
“I see – and
the girls in question are?”
“Primarily
Hazel and Claire, but also Lisa, Cassie and Suzie.
The boyfriends of the first two want to play our games, but need to see
how.”
“So,”
Granddad said, “essentially, you want to borrow the van again, and also use the
cellar?”
“If
that is possible. I will, of course, do chores if you are in
agreement...”
“Oh I think
we can find something for you to do,” Granddad said with a smile, “but Mister
Bridges will not be able to help you.
Wait here a moment, will you?”
I nodded as
Granddad got up and walked out of the room, returning a few minutes later with
Eddie and Angela.
“So,” Angela
said as she looked at me, “you want to induct Hazel and Claire’s boyfriends
into the group?”
“Well, they
want to be part of it – it’s Brian’s idea to do it this way.”
“Okay then,”
Angela said, “two conditions. First,
Eddie is the driver.”
“Okay – and
the second.”
“I want to be
here when they arrive – something tells me you lot may do something they want
to talk about, so I want to be there to answer questions...”
When the
alarm went off on the Saturday morning, I groaned as I rolled over and looked
at it.
“Six? Why did I arrange for this to start so
early?”
But I had
agreed to it, so I quietly got out of bed, washed, and put on a black jumper
and jeans. Once I had my socks and shoes
on, I walked slowly down the stairs and opened the front door.
Eddie waved
from the front of the plain van as I saw Eric and Brian standing by the
door. Like me, they were both dressed in
black, but they also had a black balaclava pulled over their heads, allowing me
only to see their eyes and lips.
“Where are
the other two?”
“In
the back, waiting for us to come out. Don’t worry –
they’re prepared as well,” Eric said as they came in, and I closed the door.
“Right then –
we’re going to wait in my room. Suzie
thinks she’s going out with Mum today, so she’s going to get up in a while,
wash and dress. We’ll nab her when she’s
dressed and passes my room. So, for now,
let’s head up and wait in there...”
Through the
crack in my door, I watched as Suzie made her way back to her bedroom in her
dressing gown.
“Everything
ready,” I whispered.
“Ready,”
Brian whispered back as I pulled my own balaclava over my head, and waited.
After what
seemed an eternity, Suzie came out of her room.
She was wearing a red and blue checked blouse over a white jumper, the
cuffs of her sleeves rolled back slightly, blue jeans and mid-length brown Ugg boots, her red hair pulled back for once in a ponytail.
So I waited
as she walked past my room, and then stepped out, grabbing her without warning
round her waist.
“HEY
whatssgngnnnhnnnHHLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!”
As she opened
her mouth, I pushed a folded cloth into it with my free hand, and then covered
it as I pulled her back into my room, kicking and screaming. As Brian closed the door, I whispered “for
the love of Pete, stop screaming Suzie – it’s me, Bobby.”
“BBBBEEE?”
I watched as she looked at Brian and Eric, and then said “Hggrrrtwhatsgnnggg?”
“Kidnapping
– just do as we tell you, all right?”
She nodded as
I removed my hand, and Brian stuck a length of tape over her lips. At the same time, I pulled her wrists behind
her back and used a plastic zip tie to secure them together, while Eric took a
folded scarf and tied it tightly over her eyes.
“Now keep
quiet, all right,” I whispered, Suzie nodding as I looked outside. Nobody was there, so I motioned to Eric and
Brian, both of them holding one of Suzie’s arms as we walked along the corridor,
down the stairs and across the hallway.
Opening the front door, I watched as the side door of the van was
opened, and Suzie was quickly walked over to it. I closed the door to the Hall,
and followed them into the van, closing the van door behind me as they helped
Suzie to lie on the floor.
Two other
boys were sitting there, dressed in black and watching through the eyeholes in
their masks as I took a pair of scissors ad cut away the zip tie. Suzie just lay still as Brian took her right
hand, and Eric her left, placing a sponge into her palm and waiting as she made
a fist, then covering them in silver duct tape.
They then crossed her wrists behind her back as I took a length of rope
from a canvas bag, doubled it over, and made sure they were tightly secured
together.
“Ulllnfrrgtwweewfths,” Suzie mumbled playfully as I cinched
the binding and tied the ends off, and then we made her sit at the back of the
van. Brian took a length of rope,
doubled it over and started to bind her legs together below her knees, while
Eric crossed her ankles and secured them.
At the same time, I wrapped some rope around her waist and made sure her
wrists were locked against her back.
And all the
time, Pete and Doug watched silently.
As Brian
peeled the tape away from Suzie’s mouth, I pulled a knotted strip of towel
between her lips and around her head.
She squirmed as she heard Eric peel the end away from a roll of white
tape, and then wrap that tightly round her head, before Brian added a band of
duct tape over that.
As he tore
the end off and smoothed it down, I folded a white scarf and tied it over the
whole thing. Pete looked at his watch,
and said “Five minutes? You managed that
in five minutes? How?”
“Hngggnn – hsttht?”
“Find out
later,” I said as Brian took two more length of rope, and tied Suzie’s arms to
the sides of her body, the bands sitting above and below her chest. Suzie squirmed again, before she said “nddhhddths?”
“I did,”
Brian whispered into her ear as he tied the ends off, and put his hands on her
shoulders. “I’m going to tighten them
now, and you know I’m not going to hurt you.
Right?”
Suzie nodded
as he looked at me and Eric, and then took a long length of rope. He fed it under her right shoulder, and took
it round both bands of rope before he pulled it tight. Suzie nodded to indicate her should continue,
and then he pulled it up and over her right shoulder, under her ponytail and
around the back of her neck, before taking it over her left shoulder and tying
it again between her arms and her body.
The others
watched as well, wondering how Suzie was feeling as she squirmed round, the
bands now pressing firmly down on her chest.
I had a fair idea of how Cassie felt the time I did it to her...
Brian then
tied the end of another length of rope around her wrists, as Suzie said “Whtrrdnn?” She then
felt the rope as he fed it up her back, under all the other bands, and then
tied it to the rope at the back of her neck, pulling her wrists up as he did
so.
“Hmmmmm,” she said quietly as she stopped moving, and I
banged on the dividing wall by the driver.
As we moved off, we all sat and watched as Suzie tried desperately not
to move. It was almost as if she was
afraid of what would happen if she did move – and judging by the way she
mumbled when the van was jolted, that did appear to be the case.
It took about
forty minutes to drive to the Manor house, none of us talking as we drove
along. Eventually, however, Eddie came
to a halt and walked round, opening the side of the door as Eric, Pete, Doug
and I got out.
“ShwrrwwwMMMMFNNNNN”
Suzie was
taken completely by surprise as Brian picked her up and almost threw her over
his shoulder, making her squirm even more as the ropes tightened where she was
bent over.
He jumped out
of the van – making her squirm again and then settle down. We then walked up the stairs, Mister Bridges
opening it as we walked in and made our way silently to the library.
Angela was
standing there, with five chairs arranged in a circle. As we came in, she again raised an eyebrow as
Brian placed Suzie on one of the chairs, looking at the ropes at her back, but
she took a length of rope and tied her waist to the chair back, before kneeling
in front of her and tying a second length of rope to her ankles, then pulling
them under the chair and securing them to the spar under the seat.
She then
waved us off without a word, Suzie not even turning her head as we made our way
back to the van.
“And that,” I
said to Doug and Pete as we got into the back of the van, “is how you do it.”
“They’ll kill
us if we do that to them.”
“We need to
do them all the same,” Eric said, “so don’t worry – they will thank you for
it.”
“Okay,” Brian
said, “with the next two, we’ll get you to give us a hand with most of the
ropes, but when it comes to the last set, leave them to us. Watch carefully, because you’ll do that to
Hazel and Claire as well.”
“The question
is,” I said, “who first? Cassie or Lisa?”
Taking from
my pocket a fifty pence piece, I said “heads it’s
Cassie, tails it’s Lisa. Agreed?”
The others
nodded as I sent the coin spinning into the air, caught it in my hand and
slapped it down on the back of my other hand.
We all looked at it, and then I said to Eddie “okay then – let’s go.”
Lisa
As I got out
of the car, I looked up at the blue sky and smiled. Dad had taken Charlie off to visit our
grandmother for the weekend, which meant Mum and I had the place to ourselves until Sunday evening.
And when Mum
and I get the place to ourselves, it means one thing – DVD and Snack Night! So we had gone into the town centre, and
bought a couple of new DVDs we both wanted to watch, as well as the soft drinks
and Nachos kits. We were even wearing
similar clothes – old jumpers, jeans and knee length leather boots.
“Right,” Mum
said as she opened the boot, “give me a hand with the bags, and then I need to
do some prep work upstairs. Will you be
all right in the front room by yourself?”
“Of course I
will be Mum – with Charlie away, what can happen to me?”
Looking back,
I should have seen the funny look on her face, but hey – hindsight is always
20/20, as she is prone to say to me. But
I helped her in with the bags, put the bottles in the fridge and the rest of
the food away, and then went into the front room while Mum went upstairs.
Grabbing the
remote, I started to flick through the channels, eventually finding something
not too mind numbing and sitting back to watch it. It certainly got my attention – otherwise
there’s a chance I may have heard the footsteps in the corridor, and the door
to the front room slowly opening.
So yeah – I
was taken completely by surprise when a hand came over from behind the couch
and clamped itself over my mouth, pulling me back as I saw two young men walk
quickly in front of me. They were
wearing clack clothes, and balaclavas, as I screamed “WHHTHHLLLLLL!”
“Hey – little
less noise please Lisa.”
I looked at
one of them as he spoke, and then growled “rrekkcutrrillmmgnnnlllluuu...”
“Not today,”
he said as the hand was taken away, and he quickly pushed a folded cloth into my
mouth, before the other man quickly slapped a length of tape over my lips. “Stand up.”
Now, I had
naturally figured out there was a kidnap game going on, as I stood up and
whoever was behind me pulled my arms behind my back, the thin plastic zip tie quickly
forcing my wrists together. Eric then
folded a cloth and tied it tightly over my eyes, before he said “let’s get her
out of here.”
“Dssmmkn,” I mumbled as I was walked along a corridor – but
given she didn’t say anything, I figured out she did know, as I felt the cool
outside air, praying nobody was looking.
Eric then
helped me to step into something with a metal floor – which meant to me we were
in some sort of van. I wondered who else
was coming in on this, as I was made to sit down, and I felt the two people
walking me holding my wrists as the zip tie was cut away.
Something was
pressed into my palms, and I heard the familiar ripping sounds as I made a fist
with my hands. So I sat still, while
whoever they were used the tape to cover my hands, and then my wrists were
pulled behind my back. One of the three
men started to tie my wrists behind my back, while I heard Eric say “take a
length of rope each and double it over, ten secure her legs together.”
I felt
someone cross my ankles, and then the rope around my ankles and below my knees
– but it felt different. Whoever was doing
it was going slowly, so that while my wrists were secured, and then the rope around
my stomach to keep them in place, was done quickly and tightly, I could feel
whoever was at my legs taking their time, pulling more gently, less
confidently.
“That’s
right, keep the tension in the rope,” I heard Eric say, and sure enough my legs
were soon tightly secured, as I heard the squeak of my boots rubbing against
each other.
So I took a
moment to consider my position – three masked people had taken me out, but
there was more than three in the van. My
wrists were tied together and to my back, and my legs were tied, but not my
arms to my side.
Yet.
I then felt
the tape been peeled away from my mouth, but before I got the chance to say
anything a knotted piece of what I could tell was towelling was pushed into my
mouth, and then I felt the band pressing on my cheeks as it was tied round my
head. Then there was the peeling sound
of the soft tape, and I felt that as it was wrapped tightly round my head, and
then the extra tightness as I heard duct tape being used.
Okay – now I
was gagged, as I felt the ends of the scarf being knotted together at the base
of my neck, keeping my hair in place.
“Comfy?”
“Yssbtwhttsgggnnn,” I mumbled as I turned my head to the
sound of Eric’s voice.
“All in good
time – I’m going to secure your arms to your sides, so sit still, all right?”
I nodded as I
felt the rope going around my arms under my chest, and then grunted slightly as
they were pulled into my sides, the rope going above and below my chest. So far, so good, as I wriggled round a little
and felt the bands rubbing on me.
“Time to
tighten them...”
I nodded as I
felt the rope going between my left arm and my body, and the ropes tighten on
that side, which was nice – and then I felt the rope around the back of my
neck, and then felt it being tied on my left side.
“Hhhgdddd,” I whispered – it wasn’t the first time Eric had
done this, but as I felt the ropes really tighten on me I didn’t know quite
what to think. Then I felt the rope around
my wrists, felt it being fed up my back, and then the rope pull on my neck and
wrists...
“Don’t move –
we’ll be back in a minute,” Eric said as I heard the van door open and close. I
then felt his arm on my shoulder, and I didn’t panic.
Because I
knew how it would feel when I tried to move...
Bobby
We left Eric
and Doug in the van, Pete walking with me and Brian as we made our way into the
garage of Cassie’s home. We’d parked the
van on the road outside, Eddie watching as we went in
and I opened the door that led to the kitchen.
As we came
in, the balaclavas over our heads, Mrs Craig looked over from the kitchen
sink. I put my finger to my lips, and
she indicated the door to the hallway.
We nodded as I opened the door, and heard Cassie working in the dining
room.
I looked in
the room and saw Cassie sitting with her back to the door, looking at what I
could see was a French textbook. She was
wearing a blue short sleeved blouse and a pair of denim shorts. Smiling, I opened the door wide and walked
in, quietly, quietly...
“WHTTHHHHH!”
Her muffled
scream made me smile as she reached up and tried to pull my hand away, and then
she saw Brian and Pete looking at her.
“Surprise,
Cass,” I whispered into her ear as she struggled, and then she let her hands
drop as she looked up at me.
“Bbbe? BBEEEWHRRUUU!!!”
“All will be
revealed,” I said as I took my hand away, and then pushed the cloth I was
holding in my other hand into her mouth.
As she closed her lips over it, Pete stuck the tape over her mouth,
while I took her hands behind her back and secured them with a plastic zip
tie. While I did this, Brian folded a
scarf and used it as a blindfold, before I helped her to stand up and walked
her back through the kitchen.
Brian looked
quickly out from the garage door as Eddie opened the side door to the van, and
between me and Pete we half walked, half carried Cassie to the van, lifting her
in as Eddie closed the side door. We all
felt the van move off, Lisa staying perfectly still as I cut the strip away
from Cassie’s wrists, then watched as Doug and Pete made her hold the sponges,
and then taped them over.
At the same
time, Eric and Brian began to tie her legs together, while I kept my hand on
her shoulder. I knew what was coming as
she turned her head and said “jsthhwwmnnrrnhrrr.”
She grunted
as we went over a bump, and I took her hands behind her back, crossing her tape
covered wrists and securing them tightly together before I tied the rope around
her waist.
“Hstthrrnnww?”
“Lseee?”
“Yes Lisa is
here as well,” I said as Eric peeled the tape away, allowing Doug to use the
knotted cleave gag, Brian the white tape, and Pete the silver tape. I then picked up the black scarf in the bag,
folded it into a wide band, and tied it round her head as Cassie grunted.
“Now,” I said
in her ear, “time for the extra ropes.
Ready?”
“Whhsshxtrerps?”
“Surprise,” I
said as I doubled over the long length, the other four sitting and watching,
Eric with his arm round Lisa as she sat very, very still.
Cassie seemed
to almost be smiling under the layers of gag as the ropes forced her arms into
her sides, and I took great care not to touch her anywhere inappropriate while
the rope went above and below her chest.
I tied those ropes off, and then tied one end of another length around
the bands, between her left arm and her body.
She grunted a
little as I pulled the bands together, and wriggled – then she stiffened as she
felt me take the rope up and around the back of her neck, and used it to
tighten the bands around the right side of her body.
She slowly
turned her head – or tried to, as she quickly moved it back, while I tied the
rope around her wrists, fed it carefully under the bands of rope at her back,
and then tied it to the rope at the back of her neck.
“Now, enjoy
the trip,” I whispered into her ear as we moved along...
Angela looked
up as the door opened, and I carried Cassie in over my shoulder, Eric following
me with Lisa staying very quiet on his.
We walked past Suzie, who was still keeping very still, and sat them as
gently as possible down on a chair each, stepping back and watching as Angela
tied their waists to the chair back, and then their ankles to the spar under
their chairs.
As we walked
out, Mrs Bridges was waiting with some cold drinks for all of us.
“Three down,”
I said as I looked at the others, “and two to go. Now, I happen to know that Claire is out with
her mother this morning, doing some shopping, while Hazel is at home.”
“So what is
the game plan?”
Looking at me
watch, I smiled as I said “Well, we have about thirty minutes to get to the van
to the outskirts of town. With the help
of her mother, you Pete are about to give your girlfriend the fright and time
of her life...”
Claire
There are
things I like, and things I dislike – and what I
really dislike is that I had to go shopping for things with Mum on my own!
The thing
about being a twin is you do things together – but today, for some reason, Mum
insisted I come with her while Hazel stayed at home. So here we were, me wearing a blue sleeveless
jerkin over a checked blouse, leggings and short boots, while Mum had on a grey
coat over her jeans and jumper.
The funny
thing was, as we walked round the store, she was picking up things and looking
at them, and putting a few things in the basket, but not really paying much
attention to what she was doing. Of
course, looking back now, I know why, but then...
Anyway –
eventually we walked back to where the car was, and I saw in the bay along one
from ours a grey van. Something about it
seemed familiar, but I wasn’t sure what it was, as Mum said “why don’t you get
in while I load the car up,” and unlocked the car with her key fob.
So, there we
were – Mum opening the boot of the car while I went to the passenger door, and
started to open it.
Only – only
then was when someone grabbed me and put a gloved hand over my mouth. I was taken completely by surprise as I was
quickly walked backwards, and then pulled into the van as the door slammed
shut.
I could see
four other men in the van, all wearing dark clothing and balaclavas over their
heads, as I started to struggle and scream for help – at the same time,
slamming my foot down on the person holding me.
“Hey – not
fair Claire!”
The voice was
clear, if slightly pained, and was the second big surprise as I said “Pettee?”
“No, it’s the
tooth fairy,” Pete said behind me. “Just
relax Claire – your mum knows what’s going on, and we’re going to pick up Hazel
once we have you sorted out. So lie face
down, and let us get on with securing you.”
Now I need to
say something – the two of us may not be in the same league as the likes of
Cassie and Suzie and the others in terms of getting tied
and gagged, but that doesn’t mean we don’t like it. It’s just they have had their boyfriends –
and when it comes to Pete and...
“Hllddnn – Dgg? Bbbee? Nd stht RicndBrn?”
“Guilty as
charged,” Pete said as two of them came forward, pushed a sponge ball into the
palm of my hands, and then as I closed them by instinct I heard them rip the
ends of a roll of duct tape free, before they made silver fists of my hands.
Pete then took
his hand away, pushed a cloth into my mouth, and then crossed my wrists behind
my back. I got the next shock as he
started to tie them together with rope.
Now, he and Doug are in the same Scout troop as Eric and Brian, so that
he could tie a knot wasn’t a surprise.
What was was the fact he had been taught how
to tie my wrists like Angela had taught us – and he was doing a fairly good job
of it as well.
He then
helped me to sit up as the van moved off, and tied the rope round my waist to
keep my wrists against my back. At the
same time, two of the others took two lengths of rope from a bag, and used them
to bind my ankles together, as well as my legs below my knees. The third boy took a folded scarf, and tied
it over my eyes, making sure I wouldn’t see what else was happening.
I could tell
what was happening, though, as the ropes were tightened between my legs, and
then I felt a knotted strip of towel as it was pulled between my lips, and tied
round my head. I then heard the
squelching sound of the special white tape, as it was wrapped round my head,
and then the duct tape over that.
As I felt the
second folded scarf over my mouth, I started to relax a little bit, Pete
holding my shoulders behind me. This was
a kidnap game then – and done well, it had to be said - but the fact Pete was taking part was
really an extra bonus.
“The boys are
going to let me tie the last ropes,” he said as I nodded, and I felt the band
of rope as it was pulled round my stomach, holding my arms to my sides before I
felt it on top of my chest as well.
It wasn’t the
first time this had happened to me – that night we had
the sleepover at Louise’s house came immediately to mind, as the two bands
pressed on my body. I remembered how
nice and how irritating they felt then – and even though Pete was taking his
time and being gentle, those feelings were coming back.
I felt him
tie them off, and wriggled round, secretly liking how they felt as he put his
hands on my shoulders.
“I’m going to
tighten them now – I’m not going to hurt you, all right?”
I nodded –
and then after that, I didn’t move much at all...
Hazel
There is a
lot to be said for a Saturday morning with nothing to do – and, to my surprise,
even more when your twin sister is not within calling distance.
Don’t get me
wrong – I love Claire like crazy, but sometimes we need to have some time
apart, and when Mum said she needed to take Claire with her, I jumped at the
chance.
So there I
was, halfway through the Lego movie, a half-empty bowl of popcorn on the floor
and a glass of coke nearly empty beside me, as I sat with my knees under my
chin and watched. I was wearing a white
t-shirt over a long sleeved grey top and leggings, and a pair of white sock
slippers on my feet as well as pulled up over my ankles.
Well I wasn’t
planning to go anywhere, was I?
Anyway, the
phone started ringing, so I stopped the film, and went into the hallway.
“Hello?
“Oh hi Mum –
how’s the shopping trip going?
“Yeah, I can
imagine Claire is really enjoying it. So
when are you going to get back?
“Okay then –
and yeah, pizza sounds good for lunch when you get back. I’ll see you then.”
Putting the
phone back down, I went and picked up my glass, fully intending to get a refill
– which was the moment my entire plan for the day went flying out of the window.
The door
opened to the room, and in the time it took me to turn round I saw three masked
men, in dark clothing, run into the room.
Before I got the chance to say anything, one of them pushed a folded
cloth into my mouth, while another pulled my wrists behind my back and I felt a
pair of plastic handcuffs being fastened round them.
“Whtththllsgnnnn,” I mumbled as the third one pressed a
length of white tape over my eyes. I
only had enough time to close them before he did that, and then I was made to
walk by the other two.
Oh I
struggled – wouldn’t you? I struggled like
crazy as I heard a door open and close, and then I was lifted into what I guessed
was a van, given the feeling of cold metal under my feet and the sound of a
door slamming.
“Hhhtthlllruuu?”
I could hear
another soft groan, and then a voice that simply said “surprise Hazel” from
behind me.
“Duggg? DUGGGG?”
“Well, me and
others – we’re going to play a little game, and you just got invited. Now, let us get you nice and tied up.”
As he said
this, I was made it lie face down, and my wrists were freed – only for two
others to grab my hands and push a sponge ball into each of them. That, and the sound of tape ripping from a
roll, told me what was going to happen.
“Fttssudgg, hlsss?”
“Now that
would be telling,” Doug said as my hands had the tape wrapped round them, and
then my wrists were crossed behind my back.
I’ve been tied up enough times by now by the likes of Lord Robert and
his friends to know what was coming next.
But whoever
was doing it was taking his time, as if it was the first time and he was afraid
of...
“Ruuteenmwrstsdug?”
“Yes I am,”
Doug said as I felt the rope go around and between them, and pulled tighter. I nodded and relaxed a bit as he did this,
and then I was helped to sit up.
I felt my
ankles being crossed, and then the rope tied round them, as well as someone
else tying my legs together below my knees, and around my waist by a third
person. I could feel Doug’s hands on my
shoulders as well, which meant at least three others.
No – four
others, and a fifth driving, because while the ropes were being tightened in
three places, someone else pulled a knotted towel strip between my lips,
keeping the cloth in as it was tied round my head and across my cheeks.
As soon as
that was tied off, I heard the distinct sound the tape Cassie uses which does
not hurt hair makes when it is peeled loose, and sure enough I felt it as it
was wrapped tightly round my head. I
could hear that moan again, and wondered who else was in here with me.
As soon as
that band was pressed down, I heard the sound of the duct tape, and that was
wrapped round my head as well, over the first band. A scarf or something as then tied over that –
so the full gag.
“It’s time to
tie your arms to your sides,” Doug said behind me, “but I want you to know I’m
going to be the one to do that, all right?”
I nodded as I
felt the rope under my chest, feeling again that strange feeling as it was
wrapped around me above and below, forcing my arms to my sides as the band
started to rub on me.
Now, that
took me back to the night of Cassie’s sleepover and how I felt spending the
night with the ropes like that – it was different, and it certainly felt
different this time as well. Nicely so,
especially as it was Doug doing it, but it still felt strange and irritating
and nice and lovely and annoying and...
“Okay – I
need to cinch these now. Ready?”
I nodded,
knowing what was coming as I felt the rope pass between my right arm and my
body, and the bands tightening on that side.
So far, so...
I remember
thinking “oh my God what are you doing” as Doug took the rope, pulling it up
and then passing it round the back of my neck, before I felt him tying it
between my left arm and my body. As that
tightened, my chest was forced up even more, and it seemed even nicer and even
more annoying – especially when I tried to wriggle round as I felt Doug tie
another length of rope between my wrists.
I tried to
stay calm as he fed the rope up my back, and then I felt the rope at my neck as
it was pulled down slightly, my wrists pulled up, the
bands on my chest...
Oh lord, the
bands on my chest...
I was moved
back and felt the side of the van on my back, as I tried to move. But every time I moved, the ropes rubbed on
me, made me feel annoyed and crazy and everything else. I started to giggle in my gag, and then gasped,
and tried to move, and giggled, and gasped...
“Stthtuhzl?”
“Clr?”
I suddenly
realised who else was there with me. And
who else was doing this. And what I was
going to say to them.
If I wasn’t
so flaming distracted...
Eventually, I
heard the van stop, and I was lifted up.
It felt as if I was being carried over someone’s shoulder as I heard
footsteps on gravel, and then wood, before I was sat in a chair.
Someone then
tied my waist to the back of the chair, and pulled my ankles under the chair
itself before they were secured to something, all the time with me wondering if
I dared move or not. I could hear faint
moans and grunts as well – and not just Claire.
There were others here as well.
The tape was
then carefully taken off my eyes, and as I blinked I realized I was in the
Library at Holderness Manor. Looking to
my left, I saw Claire looking at me, in the clothes she had been wearing when
she went with Mum as the scarf was taken off her eyes. I saw the way she was tied, and the bands of rope...
“Hggrrrtt.”
Looking
round, I saw Suzie in a checked blouse, jumper, jeans and boots; Liza in an old
jumper, jeans and long leather boots; and Cassie in a short sleeved blouse and
denim shorts. We were sat in a circle,
tied to the chairs, and looking at each other with the same look in our eyes.
“There now –
comfy?”
I turned my
head – and instantly regretted it as the ropes rubbed – and saw six black clad
and masked young men standing looking at us.
Alongside them was one faintly amused Angela Bowden, her arms folded as
she looked at us.
“Okay,”
Angela eventually said, “we’re going to take the gags off, and let you talk to
each other. Feel free to try to get free
– but we’ll come back when lunch is ready.”
I wanted to
nod, but was too afraid to do so in case those ropes made me giggle again, so I
watched as all sat very still while our gags were taken off, looking at each
other as the masked men left with Angela, and wondering who was going to speak
first.
“Well,” Suzie
eventually said, “here we all are. It
looks as if you’ve all had an – interesting morning.”
“That... is one way of putting it,” Cassie said as she
sat perfectly still. I tried to lean
forward to see if I could get more comfortable – only to gasp as I felt the
ropes rubbing on me, in a way which was both irritating and – very nice?
Lisa glanced
over at me, before she said “Seriously, Hazel, you’re better off not moving at
all – just trust me, move and you will feel it.”
“But we can’t
just sit here,” Claire said, “We can use our teeth, pick at the knots. All we need to do is move ourselves round in
the chairs...”
She started
to try to move her chair, but as soon as she started wriggling she gasped, her
eyes almost bulging before she sat still again.
“Lisa’s
right,” Suzie said, “move and it is going to irritate the heck out of you, for
all sorts of reasons.”
“And
how... how on earth do you know this,” I
said as I looked at them.
“Well,”
Cassie said as she swallowed, “it’s not exactly the first time this has been done
to me.”
“Or me,” Lisa
said, Suzie very slightly nodding her head in agreement.
“But... How...”
“Well... I need to go back to the weekend after we
started school...”
Cassie
“That was a
good film,” Bobby said as we sat in the back of Dad’s car, making our way back
to the house. We’d gone to see an early
showing, and Bobby was coming back to have something to eat before his dad
picked him up from our place later.
“It has its
moments,” I said with a smile. It wasn’t
exactly my favourite type of film, but I was looking forward to having some fun
with him later.
It was a cold
afternoon – so I had on a pair of brown knee length boots over my jeans and a
brown jumper under my coat. I also had
my arm round Bobby’s and my head against his shoulder. Life, as they say, was good.
So we got
home, and had something to eat, before Jenny disappeared off to go somewhere
with Colin.
“We’re going
up to my room Mum,” I said after Bobby and I had helped with the washing
up.
“Okay – but
behave yourselves up there.”
“When have
you ever known me to misbehave Mum?”
“Do you
seriously want an answer to that, Cassandra Paulette Craig?”
I decided not
to answer that, as I took Bobby’s hand and we walked up.
“So,” he said
as he closed the door, “I need to stop you misbehaving, do I?”
“Now how
would you do that,” he said with a smile as he looked at me. He really didn’t need to answer that, as he
pulled my supplies box out from under the bed, and then took out a length of
rope.
“Is it all
right if I don’t have my hands covered,” I said with a smile, “I promise I
won’t try and escape.”
“Oh I know
you won’t,” Bobby said, and for a moment I thought I saw him smile, but then I
turned round and crossed my wrists behind my back, feeling the rope as he wound
it round my arms and secured them together.
He then tied the rope round my waist, before cinching that between my
wrists and my back.
“Let me do
your legs next,” he said as he knelt down, before unzipping and removing my
boots and revealing my white socks. I
watched as he tied my ankles snugly together, side by side, and then secured my
legs together below my knees, cinching each band as he did so.
“Now then,”
he said as he stood up and wriggled round, “do you wish me to carry on?”
I knew what
he meant by that, but I trusted him, so I nodded and watched as he took the
longer length of rope out, doubled it over and passed it round my body below my
chest. I closed my eyes as I felt my
arms being drawn into my sides, loving the way the rope felt on my body as
Bobby wrapped it round around above and below my chest and then tied it off.
“No
cinching?”
“In a
minute,” he said as he folded a cloth, “open wide.”
“Okay – if
you say so,” I said as he pushed the cloth in, followed by the knotted cleave
gag, and then the white tape around my head.
He then folded a blue scarf and tied that over it as well, before he
said “want to be blindfolded?”
I nodded as
he tied a second scarf over my eyes, and then said “Okay – time to cinch those
chest ropes.”
“Geddd,” I said as I felt him pass the rope between my left
arm and body, and felt the bands tightening on me. By now I found that – shall we say, less
annoying – and liked the way it felt as I felt the ropes tighten a little more.
“Hmmssnss,” I said – and then I felt the rope as it was
pulled up, and rubbed on the back of my neck.
“Bbbee, whruhmmmgggg....” I stopped as I felt him then tighten the rope
on the other side of my body, and how the ropes were pressing even more on
me. As he tied the rope off, I tried
moving round – and gasped as I felt how much more the ropes were rubbing on me.
It had taken
me so much by surprise, I didn’t realise what else Bobby was doing as he tied
more rope around my wrists, and I felt him feed it up my back. He then pulled on the rope at the back of my
neck, which made me squirm even more, and the rope tied on that – which pulled
my wrists up, and seemed to make the chest ropes even tighter.
“Bbbeehldrnsswhthffuu...
Whtfffuu...
hgddehtffuuu...”
It’s next to
impossible to describe how it was making me feel, the ropes rubbing on my chest
from all sides now...
And it did
not help matters when Bobby started to tickle the soles of my feet...
Hazel
“He tickled
you?” I sat still, trying to think of
how that must have felt as Cassie very gently nodded her head – and then gasped
as well.
“It was –
very, very different,” Cassie said quietly, “but it was nice and irritating to
the nth degree.”
“What did you
say to Bobby once you could speak,” Claire said as she looked over.
“Nothing
– at first. I honestly did not know what to say. How was it for you Suzie?”
“I was in the
treehouse – Brian had come round to help me with some
homework...”
Suzie
“They
seriously have you reading Nancy Drew stories for English Lit?”
“No, they
seriously don’t – if they were being serious, it would be Animal Farm,” I said
with an exasperated sigh as I looked at Brian.
“This is for Drama – we’ve been asked to pick a favourite book and do a
five minute solo piece on how the character reacts to a situation.”
“Okay,” Brian
said with a grin, “so how can I help?”
“Well, I was
wondering if Nancy could talk about a time she really could not move – but it
has to be as if it came from the book, so no hogties or anything like that.”
I had been out
in the woods before Brian came in, so I had come up to the tree house and
kicked off my wellington boots. I was
sitting on a bean bag, my ankles crossed as Brian was beginning to tie them
together. My white socks were pulled up
over the legs of my riding pants, while I also had on a brown jumper and a
green sleeveless jerkin.
I wasn’t even
bothered about the fact he was tying my ankles, and then my legs – I trusted
Brian completely, so once he had my legs secured he said “so what would Nancy
think of this?”
“Oh
no – not again?”
He smiled as
he walked behind me and took my jerkin off, before he tied my wrists together
behind my back. He then tied the rope
round my waist, before securing my arms to my sides with the rope above and
below my chest. It didn’t feel so bad
with my thick jumper on, but it was still secure.
“So, like in
the books,” Brian said as he put his hands on my shoulders, “I have a way that
I think will make sure you cannot move, but without hogtying you. Want to try it?”
“Well – if
you think it will work,” I said, wondering what he was going to tie me down to.
“Best keep
you quiet first,” he said as I saw the folded cloth in front of my mouth. Well, I had half expected that, so I let him
push it in, and then felt the cotton on my tongue as he cleave gagged me. He then wrapped the white tape round my head,
before he tied a folded red scarf around my head.
I wondered
what he was going to do next, as I wriggled round, then
as I glanced to my side I saw him feed the rope under my arm, and the bands
coming together at that side as he pulled them between my arm and body.
“So far so
good,” I thought to myself as I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy the way it
felt. So no – I didn’t see until it was
too late, and I felt the rope being pulled up, and then felt it at the back of
my neck.
“Whtrudnnng,” I said as I opened my eye and looked to the
side – which was when I saw the rope pulled up my shoulder, and then felt the
ropes tighten on the other side. I
turned my head to look, and felt the rope rub at the back of my neck, Brian
grinning as he tightened the other side between my arm and body.
This... this was completely different. I mean, yes, he would cinch
the bands there anyway, and it would rub on me – but this was tighter. Much tighter – and I could feel the bands
now.
Really feel
them as I wriggled round – and then I felt the extra rope round my wrists, as
he pulled it up my back, and then tied it to the rope at my neck – and my god,
I really did feel it as he tied the off.
“So – think
you can move now?”
I stared at
Brian as he sat in the bean bag opposite me, and I tried to move towards him –
but every time I moved, I felt so strange, and I had to stop.
I had to
stop...
Hazel
I could
understand what Suzie meant, as we all looked at Lisa.
“It was in
the barn at the Cottrell farm – and his mother almost caught us. I’m not gonna say more than that,” was all
she said as we looked at each other.
“Okay,” I
said quietly, “so we know the boys have done this to you before, but this is
the first time for us. Does it... Do you get used to it?”
“Don’t ask
me,” Cassie said, “I haven’t yet.”
“So,” Lisa
said, “the question is, when they finally come and let us go – do we tell them
not to do it again today?”
We all slowly
nodded, before Cassie said “Well – the additional ropes yes. I kinda want the
double chest ropes.”
As she looked
at us, we all agreed to that as well, before Cassie said “so, who’s going to
speak for all of us?”
Claire
smiled, as she said “I vote for Hazel.”
“Now hang on
a...”
“Agreed.”
“Oh yes.”
“You’re it,
Hazel.”
I swallowed,
and said “all right – but how long do you think they’re going to be...”
Suzie looked
at the clock on the fireplace, and said “it’s only 11.30. Maybe another hour...”
We all looked
at each other, none of wanting to move, and at the same time I could see how
much all of us wanted these ropes to be removed. The minutes seemed to tick by so slowly, so
very very slowly...
“AAh....CHOO!”
I wondered
for a second who had sneezed, and then realised with a shock it was me as I
threw my head forward, the ropes pulling my wrists away from my back as I
suddenly felt the ropes pressing on my chest.
It felt so good, and so bad at the same time, I started to wriggle
round, trying to get the ropes off even as they made me feel so different,
rubbing on me, making me feel all tingly and wonderful and annoyed and
wonderful and upset and...
“HAZEL!”
I stopped and
looked at Claire, who said “Calm down – you were wriggling so much...”
“I... I know,” I said quietly as I sat still, “it
just took me totally by surprise.”
“Want to hear
a story,” Cassie said, and as we listened she told us about something David and
June had done while they were visiting her grandmother. It was a good story, and as she told I was
aware we were all starting to snigger.
And
then to laugh.
Which
meant we all were moving with the ropes now, trying not to let them affect us
as we moved, and all of us were laughing and gasping in equal measure.
Eventually, however, we managed to calm ourselves down – but not before
we all heard each other moaning a little.
“What the
heck is this doing to us,” Claire whispered as she tried to sit still.
It took a
while to get calm – and just as we managed it, the door to the room opened and
the boys came in – all bar what I guessed was Eddie – and stood looking at us,
their masks still on.
“Well, lunch
is nearly ready,” Bobby said, “are you al right?”
“We’re fine,”
Suzie said with a smile, as all four girls looked at me. I could feel myself blushing, as Bobby turned
and looked at me.
“Okay,” Doug
said as he looked at me, “so – do you want the chest ropes removed?”
I took a deep
breath, knowing the decision we had all made, and ready to ask Doug to take
those annoying, wonderful ropes off my chest.
All I had to do was say “yes please – take them off.”
“No – I was
wondering just how much longer it would be until lunch.”
I looked at
the other four girls, the shock clear in their eyes – and believe me, I was shocked about what I just said!
“Really?”
I could see Doug’s eyes opening wide, before he turned and looked at
Bobby.
“What about
the rest of you – do you want the new ropes taken off?”
I looked at
the other four girls – we’d all agreed to say yes, take them off, stop this,
surely they wouldn’t make the same mistake I made?
“Cassie?”
I watched as
she slowly raised her head, looked at Bobby, opened her mouth and said “no –
let’s keep them on for now.”
One by one
they said the same thing, and as soon as they said it they looked at me!
“Well then,”
Bobby said as each of them knelt in front of us, and started to release our
legs, “the ropes can stay on while you have lunch, and we will all feed you.”
Once my legs
were freed, I stretched them out and moved them about, before Doug helped me to
stand – and I gasped at just doing that!
I heard the
over four doing the same as they stood up, and then we walked slowly out of the
room, and along the corridor. As we did
so, we took very very small steps – because with each
step we took, the ropes rubbed, and...
Let me just
put it this way – the biggest relief for all of us was when we sat on the
chair, and looked carefully at each other.
“Oh my,”
Angela said as she came in with Eddie, “do you girls want those ropes to stay
on?”
She looked at
me, and I surprised myself again by saying “yes,” the others doing the same.
Angela took a
long, hard look at each of us, before she said “all right – you boys make sure
they get enough to eat and drink. Tie
them to the chairs first.”
I waited as
Doug tied some rope round my waist, and then he asked “what would you like,”
while I saw the food and salads laid out on the table. I told him what I wanted to eat, and he put
it on a plate, before very carefully putting some on a fork and letting me eat
it.
It was a
lovely lunch as well – cold meats, salads, and squash to drink, but it seemed
to take an eternity as Doug took really, really good care of me. And all the time, I dared not move, just in
case those feelings started again...
Eventually,
he said “have you had enough?”
“Yes, thank
you,” I said as the boys started to eat, all five of us watching each other, wondering
why we had said nothing...
“Okay,”
Angela said, “I think you boys should let the girls go to the toilet now. Hazel, would you like to be first?”
I said “yes,
thank you” as Doug untied my waist, and then helped me to stand up before we
walked out of the dining room, down the hallway and up the stairs – and do not
get me started on how that felt!
Eventually,
however, I felt the pressure ease as Doug untied all the ropes, and then
uncovered my hands. Taking the balaclava
off, he said “so – how mad at me are you?”
“Not at all,”
I said as I gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then ran into the bathroom,
closing and locking the door behind me.
Looking in the big mirror, I breathed a huge and genuine sigh of relief,
but also giggled as I thought about what had happened.
Other
concerns raised their head, however, so I took care of them, washing my hands
and looking at myself before I walked out.
Doug was still there, but he took my hand and said “which room is the
playroom?”
“that door there,” I said as he led me in, and then handed me
the two sponges again. “This time, I get
to tie you up myself – if you want?”
“I’d like
that,” I said as I held the sponges, making my hands into fists as he covered
them with silver tape. “So how come you never offered to before?”
“I have done
it – just not as much,” he said with a smile as he walked behind me, took my
hands behind my back, and started to tie them together with rope. “But now, you are going to be tied up for the
rest of the day. Apparently, you like
that as well...”
“Well, I do –
and now I like it even more,” I said as I felt my wrists being drawn together,
and then the rope as it went between my arms.
“Actually,” I
said as he tied another length of rope around my waist, and then around my arms
and stomach, “I like it a lot. You need
to do this more often?”
“I’ll try to remember
that,” he said as he made sure my arms were fixed to my sides, and then kissed
me on the cheek. “Now, I have a very
important question to ask you.”
“Oh? And what is that?”
“Would you
like the chest ropes back on again?”
So there it
was – the opportunity to say, once and for all, “NO! No, I do not want to feel that way again, so
please never do it again.” A simple, direct and absolute refusal, that
was what was needed here, as I looked at Doug, smiled and said...
“Yes – I’d
love that.”
As soon as I
said that, I wondered what I was thinking, and opened my mouth to change my
mind – but Doug used that opportunity to push a folded cloth into my mouth, and
then tied a fresh knotted strip of towel between my teeth.
“You are a
real sport, Hazel,” Doug said as he wrapped the white tape round my head, then
the duct tape, and finally tied a folded black scarf around my head.
“Whthffidnn,” I mumbled as he wrapped the rope around my
arms and chest, the now familiar bands pressing above and below as he tied the
ends off – but it was that was coming next that I wasn’t sure how to cope with.
“Here we go,”
Doug said as he doubled over a long length of rope, passed it under my right
arm between my arm and body, and pulled the bands together, making them press
even more on that side. He then pulled
it up in front of me, around the back of my neck and under my hair, and finally
tied it round the left hand side of my body.
I stood
perfectly still, trying to get used to the way the ropes were rubbing on me
already, with not much success. But then
I felt the extra rope around my wrists, and as it was pulled up my back I
braced myself, before the neck rope was pulled down and I felt the knot there.
“After you,”
Doug said as he opened the door, taking my arm and walking with me. As we passed the toilet door, I saw Bobby
standing there, who smiled as I was helped to walk down the stairs and back
into the dining room.
As I went in,
the others had gone, so I had to wait as Doug helped me to sit down. As they came back one by one, however, I
could see the sheepish look in their eyes as they all reappeared with all the
chest ropes firmly in place...
Suzie was the
last to come in, whispering “hmggdmsree” as she was
helped to sit down.
“Now then,”
Bobby said as he looked at all of us, “this is too nice a day to spend
indoors. I think we should take them all
down to the lake.
“in style...”
We all looked
at each other – well sort of looked, given how it felt every time we did so –
and I guess we were all thinking the same thing. What the heck did they mean by going in
style?”
Bobby went
and fetched some more ropes, before we were helped to stand up and form a
line. Suzie was at the front, followed
by Cassie, Lisa, Claire and me at the back.
As we watched, he tied the end of one length of rope to the rope running
down Suzie’s back, and then tied the other end to the front of the rope belt
around Cassie’s waist. He then moved
down the line, linking us up in turn, until he tied the rope just under my
belly button and around the rope there.
As he gave it
a little tug, of course it moved the rope, which moved my wrists – and I
groaned before I gave him a look that should have killed. That was what I meant to do – so when he said
“you’re welcome” and smiled, I figured it hadn’t come out quite as intended.
“Now then –
let’s go for a walk,” Bobby said as one by one the boys took our arms, and we
started to walk in a line out of the hall, down the corridor, out of the house
and onto the lawn.
I’ve already
said what just trying to move when these ropes were rubbing was like, and how
bad it was just moving from the library to the dining room, as well as down the
stairs – but that was all on a fairly even floor. So imagine how much worse it is when you’re
walking down a slope, on uneven grass!
As it was, we
were taking small steps, all of us acutely aware of what exactly the ropes were
doing to each of us – and yes, I knew we all were. I certainly was, unsure of whether or not to
laugh or scream at our tormentors.
And then what
we wanted to say to the boys...
Which,
as we reached the bottom of the hill, was of course the cue for Suzie to slip
on the wet grass and fall forwards. Seriously, it was like watching that film of
people who spend hours – days – setting up dominoes just to see them all fall
down and make some sort of picture in a few minutes.
So as we all
watched Suzie slip and fall forwards, it was inevitable that Cassie would
follow, falling forward with a muffled shriek, which pulled Lisa down, then
Claire – and finally me, as the ropes nearly made me faint when I fell forward.
We all lay
there, laughing and unable to move for a few minutes, before the boys took pity
on us and helped us all to slowly get to our
feet. “Shall we go on,” Bobby said, all
five of us catching our breath before we nodded and we made our way between the
trees.
Now the
sloping grass was bad enough, but the path was rougher, and as we stumbled we
felt the ropes even more. By the time we
got to the end of the path, and came out onto the grass that sloped down to the
edge of the lake, we were all squirming and wondering how much longer this was
going to go on for.
Fortunately,
the answer was not for long. Bobby had
been carrying a rug all the way down, and after he had laid it down on the
ground we were each helped to solely sit down.
We watched as the boys took ropes from a bag, and bound our ankles and
legs, before Bobby said “So – do you want the ropes off now?”
We slowly
looked at each other, wondering who was going to say something which I felt
should go along the lines of “what do you think, you great big idiot? GET THEM OFF!! NOW!!!”
So again
naturally, none of us said anything, as the boys knelt behind us and hugged
us. As Doug hugged me, his hands
accidentally stroked over my chest – and I couldn’t stop shivering for a few
seconds.
“What’s the
building over on the island,” Pete said as we all looked out over the water.
“That –
that,” Bobby said, “is the Holderness family mausoleum.”
“A maus... You mean a
tomb?”
“Oh yes,”
Bobby said quietly, “every Lord Holderness and his family are interred there –
with one or two exceptions.”
“Now that is
a sobering thought,” Doug said as he gave me a little hug, and I shivered again
in his arms. “Have you ever being over
there?”
“We go over
at least once a year, on Remembrance Sunday,” Bobby said, “but touch wood it’ll
be a few years before we need to go out to put someone to rest there. There are a couple of other memorials over
there as well, but generally we don’t go over just to play there.”
“I can
understand that,” Frank said as he looked over, “it seems such a peaceful
place.”
I nodded –
for a microsecond before the ropes reminded me what they were capable of
doing.
“Why don’t we
just let the girls lie here for a few minutes,” Bobby said, and before we could
agree and disagree we were all on our backs, the warm sun shining on us, the
birds singing, as we all stayed as still as we could. I felt my eyes start to close, as I slipped
into a deep sleep...
“You Fiends! You’ll never get away with this!”
I looked at Claire, who like me was
dressed in a flowing blue dress, only marred by the band of thick brown rope
which held us fast to the three around our waist. Our arms had been pulled back and around the
tree trunk, and another hank of brown rope was tied on the far side, holding
our wrists together. Two more bands of
rope had been applied – one holding our ankles fast, just under the skirts of
our dresses, the other around our legs and the tree trunk again.
“Our father, the King, will have you
tried and thrown into a dungeon,” Claire shouted out – just before one of the
two masked ruffians stuffed a cloth into her mouth, muffling her calls before
he pushed a second cloth into my mouth.
“Now then,” the second man cackled,
“you’re going to stay there until your father releases our leader. OF course, he may choose not to do so – in
which case...”
We both called out as he drew his
finger across his throat, and then took his partner to the side, while we
talked in low voices. I tried to turn my
head to look at Claire, and she looked at me, both of us wondering what was
going to happen to us.
“There they are!”
We both turned and looked as the two
knights came out of the woods, their armour glistening in the sunlight, and
advanced on the two ruffians. Both
Claire and I watched as they made short work of the scoundrels, knocking both
of them out before they came over to us.
One swoop with their swords, and our
wrists were free! A second swoop, and the ropes that held if firmly against the trunks
were falling to the ground, as we looked at them.
“Forgive us for arriving so late, my
lady,” Sir Douglas said as he fell to one knee, bowing his head. “It took us too long to find their trail.”
“Tsslrrhturrhrrnw,”
I said as Sir Peter knelt before Claire, and then they both swept us up in
their arms.
“May I,” Sir Douglas said as I out my
arms around his neck, me nodding in reply as he tenderly kissed my lips, and
then looked at me.
“I am sure it must feel better with
those ropes off now.”
“Hysssss,” I
heard myself say, and then I wondered what he was talking about.
“Hazel?”
As I opened
my eyes, I saw Doug sitting there, my head on his lap – and then I realised he
had removed the extra chest rope, so that only the ropes around my stomach and
waist kept my arms against my back.
“I said, I
took the extra ropes off, I hope you don’t mind, but they seemed to really be
distracting you.”
“Nsttssllrttfnks,” I said as he helped me to sit up, and I
saw the other four girls were also free of the annoyingly wonderful extra
bonds. Cassie even gave Bobby a quick
peck on the cheek to say thank you – something we all did with our respective
boyfriends.
“So, now that
you have rested,” Bobby said as our legs were untied, “I think a little
exercise is called for. Up you all get.”
As we got up,
he started to coil and put away the extra ropes, while Frank and Brian looked
at the other two boys – and we all slowly started to back away. Because we could see what was coming.
“RNNNNN!”
We didn’t
need to be told twice by Cassie, as we sprinted to the four corners of the open
grass, the four boys trying to catch up with and catch us. Now the extra ropes weren’t there, we could
be free to have some fun!
And we did
have fun – finally able to run round, and show the boys just how much better at
this sort of thing we were than them. In
fact, we showed them all as Bobby folded and picked up the rug, as we looked at
each other and started to run back along the path to the manor house.
As we
appeared from the woods and made our way up to the house, we saw Angela sitting
with her grandmother, a slightly bemused expression on her face as we all made
it to the chairs and sat down.
“Perhaps,”
she said, “you could ask Mrs Bridges to bring some cold drinks out Angela, and
then you could fetch some scissors? I
will start to untie Cassandra and Suzanne while you do so.”
“Fnkssgrndmm,” Suzie said as she untied her arms, and then
those of Cassie, both of them taking a moment to rub their arms before they
removed the scarf that was tied round their heads, and then the tape.
“Here we go,”
Angela said as she put a pair of safety scissors on the table, watching as
Suzie finally was able to speak, “the drinks will be out shortly.”
“That would
be wonderful,” she said before she started to untie Lisa, and Cassie started to
untie Claire.
“Heeewhtbbrmm?”
All four
looked at me as if I was to blame for everything they had felt that day!
Well, I
wasn’t going to let that lie, but this was probably not the place or time to do
that with Lady Holderness and Angela there, so I bided my time and waited until
I was untied by Claire – just as Mrs Bridges brought out the drinks, at the
same time as the boys came up the hill.
“You boys go
in and have a drink inside,” Angela said quietly, “Grandma and I need to talk
to the girls.”
We all looked
at each other as Bobby said “come on boys,” and then took a glass of the iced
squash, Angela and her Ladyship watching as we all took a long drink.
“Thirsty?”
“Hot,
Grandma,” Suzie said as she held her glass.
“Now I wonder
why that may be the case,” Lady Holderness said with a smile, “perhaps you can
explain to us?”
I gulped as
Suzie said “Well, we were running around by the lake, and it was warmer down
there than here. It was fun...”
Lady
Holderness looked at all of us as Angela shook his head. “Well, that would be a reasonable
explanation,” she said, “and I do know the boys would have ensured you were
kept – amused. I presume they have taken
all the materials inside?”
Suzie nodded as
she took another drink.
“Well, Mrs
Bridges will be preparing some food for you, and then Mister Bridges will make
sure you are all returned safely home,” her ladyship said, “Angela, I will see
you inside in a few minutes.”
“Of course,
Grandma,” Angela said as Lady Holderness stood up, and walked into the main
house. She then looked at us, before she
said “All right – it really did make you feel different, didn’t it?”
“Oh yes,”
Cassie whispered, “but we couldn’t explain that to Lady Holderness without
raising some questions in her mind.”
“Such as why
the boys did it, or how they learned to do it?”
We all nodded
in response to that, as Angela said “okay then – go and wash up. I think I am going to say there will be no
more games today, to give you all a rest from the – experience.”
“Thank you,” Suzie
said as we went back into the main house, each of us looking at the others as
we made our way to the bathrooms. As I
went in, I closed the door and looked at myself in the mirror.
“What on
earth happened today,” I whispered to myself as I looked at my body, and then
smiled at the memory of how those ropes teased at me. It had been frightening, exhilarating,
unusual, different, funny, amazing, and scary as hell...
I stood there
for a moment, trying to process all of this, before I started to run some water
and washed my face. Looking at myself in the mirror as I dried myself off, I knew I didn’t
look any different, but somehow...
Somehow I
felt different...
“Well there
you are,” Mum said as Claire and I came into our home, “did you have a good day
at the Manor House?”
“We did,”
Claire said as we took our boots off, “although it started in a very different
way.”
“Yes, I’m
sorry about that,” Dad said as he looked out, “but we knew what was going to
happen, and we gave them permission to – invite you to come along. Did Doug and Pete behave themselves?”
“They were
perfect gentlemen,” I said as I looked at my twin sister, “would it be all
right if we went and got changed for bed before we had some supper?”
“Of course
it’s all right – on you go,” Mum said as the two of us went up the staircase,
looking at each other as we went into our bedrooms. I sat down and took a deep breath, before I
started to take off my jumper and the rest of my clothes.
“That’s
better – thanks Mum,” I said as I stretched my legs out, wriggling my toes as I
took another drink from the mug of hot chocolate. We had both changed into pyjamas, and were
sitting watching the television after having eaten a sandwich.
“You look as
if you are both ready for your beds anyway,” Mum said as she and Dad looked at
us.
“I’m fine,”
Claire said – right before she let out the longest, deepest yawn it was
possible for her to do so. “On the other
hand...”
“Bed, both of
you,” Dad said, “we’ll let you lie in tomorrow
morning.”
“Thanks Dad,”
I said as I stood up. As I went to the
door, Claire followed me, and we both walked up the staircase for one last time
that day.
“In here,”
Claire said as we went into her room, me watching as she got into bed before I
sat on the side.
“Some day,” she said with a smile. “I haven’t felt anything like that since –
well, ever.”
I nodded in
agreement, before she said “why didn’t you tell them at lunchtime not to put
them back on?”
“I don’t
know,” I said with a shrug, “but even when I didn’t, I expected one of you to
step in and stop them. None of you –
NONE of you did.”
“Yeah,”
Claire said as she drew her knees up. “I
can’t speak for the other three, but when I was asked, it was if my brain and my
body were totally disagreeing. And my
body won out – was it like that with you?”
I nodded as I
said “yeah, something like that. I can’t
explain it Claire, I really can’t...”
“I do wonder
if this is something you cannot explain away,” Claire said as she looked at me.
“If that’s
the case,” I said as I stood up, “then we can’t really tell anyone.”
“Except
each other.”
“As you say,”
I said with a smile, “except each other.
I’ll see you in the morning Claire.”
“Yeah – sleep
well,” my twin said as she lay down, pulling the covers over herself as I
turned the light off, and went to my own room.
“Hey – did
you have a quiet Sunday?”
I looked up
as Lisa sat next to me. “Oh yeah,” I
said as she opened her lunch box, “I slept until lunchtime. You?”
“I never
sleep that late,” she said with a smile, “but I had a quiet day as well. I take it Claire was the same?”
I nodded as
my sister came over with Cassie.
“Anyway,” I said as I looked at them, “I need to know about what
happened on Saturday – or rather, what didn’t happen.”
“The
fact that we could not say no?”
I looked as
the other three nodded, Cassie taking a deep breath before she said “I don’t
think I can – can we agree we all feel the same?”
We all
nodded, as Lisa said “right – so what are we going to do this weekend?”
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