The Gentle Touch - Part 3
Sunday, 7 am
“Jrrj? Jrrjr whtst?”
Mrs Bridges
turned and looked at her husband, her eyebrows raised and a questioning look in
her eyes as she watched her husband putting on a dressing gown.
“I need to go
and do something on behalf of His Lordship,” he said as he turned and kissed
his wife on her forehead, “I promise I won’t be more than five minutes.”
“Btwhtbtbrkfst?”
“The ladies
are taking care of that - they insisted on it.
Besides, our instructions are clear -we will let you go in time for
breakfast, and escort you into the room to ensure everything is still in
place.”
Mrs Bridges
squirmed a little as he said this, a small giggle escaping from the tape
covering her lips as the vibrator placed inside her buzzed gently away. As with all the other wives, a crotch rope
had been tied between her legs to hold the device in place, and she had spent
the night bound and gagged. In her case,
her wrists had been crossed together in front of her, and rope passed around
her arms and upper body below her chest, then secured to those wrists. There was a band of rope around her legs,
forcing the skirt of her blue silk nightdress around her above her knees and
then her ankles. To finish the tie, a
small length of cord had been tied around her big toes.
“Did you
enjoy last night,” George said as he stroked the hair away from his wife’s
head, a smile as she nodded breaking out on his face. “Well, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” he
said again ash e reached down and kissed her gagged mouth, Mrs Bridges raising
her head to kiss him back before he left.
Cassie slowly
opened her eyes and turned her body to look at the clock by her bed. It showed the time to be 8 am, as she slowly
bent her knees and then relaxed them as much as the rope holding her ankles to
the harness encasing her chest would allow.
She was
dressed in a pair of white cotton pyjamas, with a pair of thick bed socks over
her feet and the legs of her trousers. Over
her ankles was a band of white rope, pulled between her legs, and a second band
was around her legs below her knees. Her
arms were folded behind her back, with her wrist attached to her elbows and a
final band around her forearms, before the harness had been tied by Miranda
around her arms and upper body.
“Sleep well?”
Her eyes wide
open, Cassie rolled herself over to look at the other side of the bed, and
specifically the woman sitting in a chair by the bed. She was the same age as her, with long brown
hair that had been pulled back in to a ponytail that fell over her right
shoulder. She was wearing a light blue
short sleeved blouse, the top two buttons open, and a pair of tan trousers, as
well as a very concerned expression on her face.
“Jo? What the hell are you doing here?”
“I might ask
you the same question,” Jo Frost said as she uncrossed her legs and sat
forward. “My god, Cassie, you and I have
been in a few tight spots, but this happens to you and you don’t even call?”
Cassie
swallowed before she said “How...”
“Funny thing
- I got back to my place late last night to a phone message from someone called
Anne Duncombe, asking me if I was free to come and see you. I called her back, and we had a little chat
about something that happened at Holderness Manor a few weeks ago. She didn’t tell me everything, but enough for
me to know that you needed me.
“I got here
about an hour ago, was let in by a very nice man who gave me a cup of coffee,
and I had a little chat with Anne and your mother. They told me everything.” Jo stood up and walked over to the bed,
sitting on the edge as she stroked Cassie’s hair. “What I want to know is, why didn’t you tell
me?”
“How could
I?” Cassie looked up into Jo’s face, a
tear starting to run down her cheek again as she said “Jo, I’ve always been the
strong one, in my work and with my family.
This just stripped me of all that, and I didn’t want to appear...”
“Cassandra
Craig, if you dare say the word weak to me, I will hit you so hard...”
“Actually, I
was going to say scared,” Cassie said with a weak smile, which made Jo
grin. “Truth is, I didn’t want to burden
you with this. We’ve always dealt with
this sort of thing within the family in the past, and I wanted it to be the
same this time. Seems I wasn’t able to
do that.”
“Why not?”
Cassie looked
up into Jo’s eyes, and said quietly “I told Mum last night. Jo...”
“It’s all
right, Cas,” Jo said as she stroked Cassie’s cheek. “I’ve decided to stop hiding as well. If we’re going to get through this, I want us
to get through it together, and as partners.”
“But the
firm...”
“I decided
the time was right to retire - I have a month left. I was going to surprise you with it then, but
- well, surprise. Know any schools that
might be looking for a Chemistry teacher?”
“I think I may
be able to talk to the chair of the Board of Governors later,” Cassie said
before she raised her head, gently pressing her lips against Jo’s.
“You look like
you hardly slept at all.”
“I could say
the same thing about you,” Bobby said as he and Colin came into the dining
room, and saw Jenny and Alicia sitting there.
All four were wearing shorts and t-shirts, as they made their way over
to the breakfast buffet.
“Ah - good
morning,” Chloe said as she carried in a large coffee pot, “The rest of your family
are not quite awake yet, but I am sure they will join us shortly.”
“Morning
squirt,” Angela said as she came in after Chloe, “I would ask if you slept
well, but...”
“We had a
hard time processing what we heard, Angie,” Alicia said, “So I’m sorry if...”
“No - I’m
sorry,” her older sister said quietly, “It was hard for you I know. But thank you for being here - whatever else
you may think, you have helped us all.”
“Ah good,
you’re awake,” Anne Duncombe said as she came in, dressed like Chloe in a blue
sweatshirt and pants. Alicia was wearing
a pair of cycling shorts under a blue and white smock top, with flat shoes.
“Anne,” Bobby
said, “We need to have a word with you and Grandma this morning - all of us.”
“Oh,” Anne
said as she put some muffins on a plate, “about what?”
“Not what -
who. Sara.”
Anne and
Chloe exchanged a quick glance, before Anne said “Yeah - I figured you
might. Let’s wait until everyone is up,
all right?”
“Good Morning
everyone!”
“Mum,” Bobby
said as his mother and father walked in and joined them. Alexander was wearing a short sleeved shirt
and blue trousers, while Susan has on a knee length floral print skirt and a sleeveless
cream coloured top. She also had a big
smile on her face as she walked over and hugged Bobby.
“Mum,” he
said again, “Are you feeling all right?”
“NAAAever
better,” Susan gasped as she looked at Bobby, before saying “I am starving,
what have we got to eat?”
Bobby looked
at Alicia, Jenny and Colin, who were staring back at him as the door opened again
to allow Simon and Anne Bowden to come in.
Simon was also casually dressed, while Anne had on a pair of leggings
with an Aztec design on them, and a matching top with cap sleeves. As they walked in, Alicia and Angela both
noticed the slight skip in their mother’s step, as well as the way she sighed
from time to time.
“Mum? Dad?
Are you all right?” Alicia said as they embraced their daughters.
“Oh yes,”
Anne Bowden replied, “more than all right.
Good morning Susan - how are you feeling today?”
“Do you know
Anne, I feel a real buzz in the air.”
“I know what
you mean,” Anne replied as they both started to giggle.
“Shock - it
has to be shock,” Jenny said as Colin stood there, completely bemused as to
what was happening. When the door to the
room opened again, however, and Lord and Lady Holderness came in, all three of
her grandchildren looked at her open mouthed.
Lucinda was
wearing a pair of bright green Capri pants, with a pair of matching shoes on
her feet, and a white blouse which had a thin green leather belt around her
waist. Her outfit was completed by a
green chiffon scarf around her neck, and a polka dot scarf tied on her hair.
Alexander and
Anne both looked at their mother, before all three of the women broke into fits
of giggles and sat together at a table, their husbands watching with smiles on
their faces.
“Erm,” Bobby
finally said “Dad, what’s going on?”
Before
Alexander could answer, the door opened again as Jennifer and Connie came in
arm in arm, smiling and waving as they approached the buffet table. Jennifer was wearing a white denim skirt that
came to just below her knees, and a matching blouse with a brown leather belt
to match her shoes, while Connie was wearing a blue and white Gingham skirt
that came to just above her knees, and a white top with elbow length
sleeves. They saw the Holderness women
sitting there, waved and grabbed some food before joining them, while John and
Dave joined the others.
“Did we miss
something during the night,” Jenny said as Amy and Veronica came in with more
food, “or...”
“We’ll tell
you another time,” John said, “Right now, your mothers and grandmothers are the
happiest they have been for a long while - let’s leave it at that.”
“Is it just
me,” Colin then said, “or is something buzzing.”
“Oh - that’s
the air conditioning,” Desmond Holderness said, “It’s a little noisy this
morning. I’ll get Mr Bridges to have a
look at it later.”
“You called,”
Mr Bridges said as he and Mrs Bridges came in, the former walking in a funny
way to join the other women at the table.
She had on her usual grey dress coat, but there was something strange
about her as she joined them and they all burst out laughing.
“I take it
the private therapies worked,” Anne Duncombe said as she sipped from her coffee
cup, all the men nodding as she looked at Angela and Chloe.
“What about
you two?”
“We sat up
all night, we talked, and I think we’re both a lot better now,” Angela said
with a smile as Chloe nodded beside her.
“And you
four?”
“Honestly,
still angry and confused,” Alicia said as she looked at the others, who all
nodded. “Although - whatever happened
after we went to bed last night, it does seem to have cheered them all up.”
“It does,
doesn’t it?”
They turned
to see Miranda standing there, a plate in her hand. “I went to free Cassie this morning, but
someone had already done so. Did you do
it, Amy?”
“No,” Amy
said quietly, “but I think I know who did.”
Miranda turned to look in the direction Amy was looking at, as both
Jenny and Alicia said in unison “Dr Frost?”
“Good
morning,” Jo said as she stood with Cassie, their arms linked. Cassie had changed into a pair of jeans and a
blue t-shirt, and for the first time she could remember Jenny saw she was
slightly embarrassed.
“Erm - hi
everyone,” Cassie eventually said, “I think most of you know Jo, but for those
who don’t - this is Captain Jo Frost, my former comrade in arms, and now - if
you will accept her - my partner in all ways.”
Cassie and Jo
looked round the assembled room, before John put his plate down and walked over
to the couple, a serious expression on his face. Cassie began to look worried, before he
hugged both of them and said “Welcome to the family, Jo - it’s about time
someone made an honest woman out of my sis.”
“Did you
know,” Alicia whispered to Jenny as Connie and Miranda embraced both of them.
“Nope,” Jenny
said as without thinking she slipped her arm round Colin’s waist, “but I could
not be happier for her.”
“Thank you
for coming Jo,” Anne Duncombe said as she stepped forward and shook her hand
after the family embraces, “May I introduce my friends, Chloe Bandelaine, Amy
Strong and Veronica Cabot.”
“A pleasure,”
Jo said as they all shook hands, “and thank you for inviting me.”
“STRONG!”
“I’m sorry
Alicia,” Lucinda said before she put her hand to her mouth, “is there something
wrong?”
“Grandma,”
Bobby said, “Can we four talk to you and Anne - alone?”
“Well, I did
ehhhheheeee...”
Alicia looked
at Lucinda as she blushed and giggled, shaking her head as she said “Look, we
have questions, and...”
“I’m sure you
do,” Anne said quietly, “but I think Chloe should join us as well.” She motioned to the young French girl, who
excused herself from Angela and Anne Bowden to walk over.
“Let’s go to
the boardroom,” Lucinda said as she opened the door, the four younger children
following with Chloe and Anne Duncombe.
As the door was closing, Jenny heard Cassie say in a loud voice “They
did WHAT!” before Chloe guided her to join the group.
“Now,”
Lucinda said as she slowly sat herself in one of the leather padded chairs,
“What is it you wish to ask of us?”
Bobby and
Alicia looked at each other, before Bobby said “You remember that Sara came
with Chloe to visit us before they returned to the States?”
“I do,” Anne
said quietly, “She wished to meet some of the next generation of the Holderness
and Craig families. I also understand
she told you some interesting stories.”
“I think we
discovered a few things about both sides of the family,” Alicia said
quietly. “Mum, she told us stories about
how her family seem to have - I don’t know, would you call it Second Sight?”
“I think that
is a fair term to use,” Lucinda said quietly.
“Sara has a gift, a curse, call it what you will, to dream of events
that involve danger. It was such a dream
that allowed her to raise the alarm and for Colin’s father to come to our
rescue.”
“Yeah,” Bobby
said quietly, “but she then told us some of the stories of the dreams her
family had, and it left more questions than answers.”
“Oh,” Lucinda
said as she crossed her legs, “what questions?”
Alicia
swallowed, and then said “She told us of her great grandmother, who sailed on
the Titanic, and helped to save the lives of many children - but there was one
lady who sacrificed herself for Sara’s ancestor. She asked her to take a small green jewellery
box to her husband when she was rescued.”
Anne looked
at Lucinda, who nodded and said “That would be Lady Alicia Holderness. You have seen the memorial in the family
crypt, but there is no body there.”
“But grandma,
the description of the jewellery box - is it the same one as you showed me and
Angela?”
“It is,”
Lucinda said quietly, “and, to answer your next question, her husband brought
it back to the manor with him. A
coincidence, nothing more.”
“Grandma,”
Alicia said quietly, “Lady Alicia’s maiden name was Strong, correct?”
Now Anne
looked at Alicia, and said “What makes you say that?”
“The tale she
told of her great great grandmother - she saved a girl who had been kidnapped
in Boston when she was working as a maid, and her name was Alicia Strong, the
daughter of a shipping magnate. The same
Alicia Strong who married Alexander Holderness some years later, and who died
on the Titanic. Her family does seem to
keep running into ours, doesn’t she?”
Alicia nodded
as Bobby spoke, and then said “Grandma, that raises a question in my mind - is
Heidi...”
“A distant
relation of ours?” Lucinda took a deep
breath and said “The Strong fortune was lost in the Wall Street Crash - they
managed to save enough to ensure a roof over their heads, and to live
comfortable, but the shipping line went under.
When you drew Heidi’s name as a penpal, your grandfather and I made some
enquiries - and yes, Heidi’s mother is a descendant of Harold Strong. So you are very distant cousins.”
Chloe had
been listening to the conversation, and looked round the table before saying
“You probably have another question you need to ask your grandmother - about
another of your ancestors.”
“Grandma,”
Bobby said, “We all know the story of Great-Grandpa, how he was shot down
behind enemy lines and saved by the heroic actions of a nurse who found him.”
“That is true
- why?”
“We know the
name of the nurse,” Jenny said quietly, “It was Sara’s grandmother.”
“AHHHHH,”
Lucinda said in a low voice, and then composed herself as she said “sorry -
Sara’s grandmother.”
“She told
us,” Alicia said, “how she rescued him, took him back to their hospital, and
nursed him until she was transferred back to the US.”
“Well, it
would appear that we owe Sara’s family an even bigger debt of gratitude...”
“Grandma,”
Alicia said quietly, “forgive the directness, but she was pregnant, and right
after she told us the tale she and Chloe left the room.”
Lucinda
looked over at Chloe, who slowly nodded and said “It is true, Madame Holderness
- but we said nothing more to the children, because Sara herself did not...”
“I overheard
you.”
Chloe, Anne
and Lucinda all looked at Jenny, who had her head down. “I was closest to the door, and I heard you
talking to Sara,” she said as she looked at Chloe. “If what I heard was true...”
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh”
“Grandma,
what is wrong with you?”
“Sorry,”
Lucinda said with a weak smile. “I guess
you’re old enough to know the truth now - but please, keep this to yourselves
for now. Anne?”
“At Lucinda’s
request, I did some research into Sara’s ancestors, and it confirmed her
grandmother gave birth six months after returning from the war. She had married by then, and her husband
adopted the daughter and took her as his own, but the father...”
“We are
almost certain that the father was your great grandfather.”
Colin let out
a low whistle as he heard this. “So that
makes the Sara we met - what, your cousin or something?”
“Something
like that,” Lucinda said. “Desmond knows
this, but no-one else does - and especially not your Great Aunts, so they must
not know. Sometimes secrets are best
kept hidden.”
“Forgive me,”
Colin said, “but the link between Sara’s family and your families is getting to
be beyond coincidence. Is there
something else going on here?”
Lucinda
looked at the four youngsters in front of her, suppressing a giggle as she said
“What name did she give you when you met?”
“Sara Sidle,”
Bobby said, “but...”
“But that
wasn’t her name, was it,” Jenny said quietly.
“When she told us of her mother, a clipping fell out of the book she
had. I picked it up and read it, and
then showed it to Alicia.”
“I was afraid
of that,” Chloe said quietly as Lucinda said “How did her mother die?”
“She died
preventing a massacre at a bank - a security guard was determined to kill a
certain FBI agent and her sister.” Jenny
looked at Anne as she said this, who closed her eyes and said “Chris Andrews.”
“You know who
this agent is,” Chloe said as she looked at Anne.
“I should
do,” Anne said quietly, “it was me. I can’t
go into the details, but Sue and I had put his cousin away for a very long
time, and - well, if you read the article, then you know what happened.”
“Sara’s
mother saved you,” Chloe said quietly.
“Not just me,”
Anne said quietly, “She also saved the other customers - including a young
mother and daughter who were waiting to be served. You’ve met them.”
“Amy and
Heidi Strong,” Lucinda said quietly, before whispering “I swear by my lifeblood
that if there is any way of repaying the debt that I owe you, then one day, I
will do it!”
“But
that...” Alicia looked at her
grandmother as a light of realisation flared in her eyes. “Oh my god,” she whispered, “then that means
Sara is really Sara Smite?”
Bobby, Colin
and Jenny looked at Alicia. “Is that
name significant to you?”
“The story
you told me and Angela, months ago - it’s her, isn’t it?”
Lucinda
nodded and said “It is - she is the direct descendant of the first Sara Smite,
whose husband killed Horatio Holderness.
It would appear that while the Holderness Shadow was keeping watch over
our family, there was also another spirit keeping watch over us.”
“But this
Sara is different, isn’t she?”
The others
looked at Colin, who said “From what I heard yesterday, it was her arrival that
caused the gang that attacked you to start fighting amongst themselves. When she came to see us, that idiot who tried
to rob us just touched her, and he was scared out of his wits. Not just of whatever that thing was - the white
shade.”
“That was the
Holderness shadow,” Alicia said with a smile.
“Well,
whatever, he was frightened out of his life.
Does Sara have more than one gift?”
“She does,”
Anne said quietly, “but I cannot tell you more than that. All I can say is she saved your families that
night, but that gift came at a great price.”
“But she’s
one of us - a Holderness. Does that mean
she saw the Shadow as well?”
“She did - I
can tell you that much,” Anne said, “because I saw him as well that night. I think he was watching over her as much as
the rest of the ladies there.”
“Will we see
her again?”
Lucinda
looked at Alicia and said “I hope so - some day. Because of her situation, she will be
travelling under an assumed name - one that Desmond and I think was most
appropriate, once we found out her connection to our family.”
“Her
situation?”
“Classified,”
Anne Duncombe said, “but she is a member of your family now - her name is Sarah
Holderness when she travels.”
Bobby and
Alicia looked at each other, and said “Good” in unison.
“Now,”
Lucinda said as she slowly stood up, gasping a little as she did so, “We should
rejoin the others. Please, keep what you
have heard here to yourselves for now - but what would you like to do this
morning?”
“I think we
could all do with some fresh air,” Anne said as she looked out of the
window. “Who’s for a walk?”
“That sounds
like a wonderful idea,” Lucinda said as she walked to the door, almost tripping
for some reason before she opened it.
“Grandma,
just what is wrong with you,” Alicia said as she watched the older woman
suppress a giggle.
“Absolutely
nothing,” Lucinda said as they rejoined the rest of the group, the women
sitting with Cassie and Jo as the men were drinking coffee.
“Now then,”
Anne Duncombe said, “We think a nice brisk walk is what is needed to help
everyone this morning - and there will be no exceptions. What’s more, I think you should take a tip
from the youngster’s books, and be tied up for it.”
“Oh good,
does that mean we get to tie our families up again,” Bobby said, only for the
older men to stand up as one and say “NO!”
“I mean,”
Alexander said, “why don't you let us take care of your mothers, and Jenny and
Alicia can take care of Miranda and Angela.
Then perhaps the boys can tie both of you up?”
“But HOOOOOOW
are we expected to be able to walk,” Jennifer said as she too started to
giggle, the others joining in.”
“We’ll hobble
your knees - tie them together, but allow enough slack so that you can take
short steps.” Jo looked at Cassie and
said “Want to join in?”
“All the
way?”
“I don’t see
why not - if you are up for it.”
“Does that
mean we have to all be tied the same way,” Angela said as she saw her mother
and aunt giggle as well.
“We’ll do
what the girls normally do - arms behind the back, tied together, rope around
the waist and stomach,” John said as he stood up.
“Will you
excuse us for a moment,” Cassie said as she and Jo left the room, Veronica
following behind them. “Perhaps we
should go to the side room,” Miranda said as she and Angela guided the
youngsters out of the room, “Give your fathers and the others a chance to get
them ready.”
“I’ll come as
well,” Amy said as they set off, “to provide moral support.” The group made their way to the changing
room, where a box of ropes and gagging material had been set out.
“Right,” Amy
said as Angela closed the door, “what do you need to do?”
“Put these on
your hands first,” Alicia said as she handed Angela and Miranda a pair of white
sports socks each, “and then cross your wrists behind your back.” As the two women pulled on the socks, Jenny
found two lengths of rope and shook them loose, handing one to Alicia before
she doubled the other one over and stood behind her grandmother.
“Where will
we go for this walk,” Angela said as she felt her wrist being drawn together
behind her back.
“Well, the
grounds are very extensive and very private - I’m sure we’ll find a way to go,”
Miranda said as her wrists were tightly bound, and then Jenny passed some rope
round her waist, fixing her wrists to the small of her back as the ends went
between her arms and body.
“Why are all
the others so giggly this morning,” Colin said as he watched the two girls
binding the arms of their victims to their sides, “After last night, I would
never have guessed they would have been this happy.”
“Well,” Amy
said, “Sometimes after times of great stress, the body can feel great elation
as well. I’m sure that’s what’s going
on.”
“Really?”
Angela said as she shot a look at
Amy. “Is that all that’s going on?”
“I’m sure
that’s all,” Miranda said as she tried to twists her arms round. “Now, our legs.”
The two girls
took a long length of rope and passed it round the legs of the two women, just
above their knees. Miranda watched as
Jenny pulled her legs slightly together, and then wound the ends around the
four inch gap she left between them, making a coil that ran from leg to leg
before tying it off. The hem of her grey
skirt came to just above the band, as she looked at the way her matching top
stretched over her upper body.
As for
Angela, the rope came just below her shorts, as she started to move round. “That should do the trick,” she said as she
looked at her little sister, “but it’s your turn now. Bobby?”
“It will be
my pleasure,” Bobby said as he threw a pair of sports socks at Alicia, while
Colin passed one to Jenny. As they
pulled the younger girl’s wrists behind their backs, and started to bind them
together, Jenny looked over her shoulder and said “I’m glad you’re here this
weekend Colin - Bobby needed you.”
“And you?”
“I need you
as well,” Jenny said with a little smile as she felt her arms being pinned to
her back, and then the rope pulling her upper arms against her body as it went
round her chest. Alicia smiled as well
as Bobby secured her arms, and then knelt behind her, binding her legs above
her knees as his older cousin had been.
“Very nice,”
Amy said as all four of the women tried to walk round the room, getting used to
the way their legs moved. “Now, let’s
make sure you stay nice and quiet.” From
the box, she took out two more pairs of socks, and handed two each to the boys.
“Ah well, we
can talk later,” Miranda said as the sock was balled up and pushed into her
mouth, each of the captives getting the same treatment before the boys took a
silk square and used it to cleave gag the four women.
“Thtsntggngtbnf,”
Miranda said, but she soon realised the boys had not finished as they picked up
a roll of flesh coloured micropore tape, and tore off four long strips,
smoothing then down over their mouths to cover their lips. Finally, they selected four larger white
headscarves from the box, folded them into wide bands and tied them over their mouths
and heads, covering the gags completely as they looked at each other.
“So nice, mes
amis,” Chloe said as she came into the room and looked at Amy, “but I have some
news - a request from your father actually Bobby.”
“Oh,” bobby
said as he looked at the young French girl, “and what is that?”
“that you
enjoy the walk as well,” Chloe said with a smile. “So, if you would be so good as to don the
socks on your hands as well...”
“Ah, there
they are - and such a fine sextet as well.”
“Fnksltdd,”
Bobby said as they walked back into the main room, shuffling their feet as they
did so. They found the other woman
waiting, all gagged with scarves covering the rest of the material, but they
all also had ponchos covering their upper bodies, hiding their arms and wrist from
view as the points fell down in front of and behind their hips.
“We have
ponchos for you four as well,” Desmond continued as Anne, Veronica, Simon and
John came forward and pulled the large shawls over the heads of the four
women. “Would you boys like one as
well?”
“nfnlks,”
Colin mumbled as Jenny looked at Connie, who was standing with her mother and
Connie. She looked slightly flushed, and
was giggling as well as they stood side by side.
“Whstggng,”
Jenny mumbled, but Cassie just shook her head as Desmond opened the doors to
the garden. “Shall we,” he said as one
by one the women walked out, giggling and squealing as they moved forward,
accompanied by the older men. As Miranda
and Angela were escorted out by Anne and Chloe, a loud and muffled peal of
laughter came from outside.
“Thrllcrse,”
Bobby said as he and Colin walked out as well, and the party started to walk
round the edge of the lawn, Jenny remembering the races they had there last
Summer as the mothers tried to talk to each other, only to glow bright red in
their cheeks as they shuffled forward.
“Thrrhbsngn,”
Colin said as he looked round.
“Crickets,”
Alexander called out as they started to walk down a gentle slope, “Nothing
more. You said there were more than
usual this year, didn’t you Father?”
“That’s
right,” Alexander called back as Lucinda bumped into him, her eyes smiling as
she let out a muffled sigh, “Crickets.”
Colin and
Bobby looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders as Jo put her arm round
Cassie and hugged her.
“FnnkksksssEEEEEE”
Cassie called out, making Jenny laugh as they continued their progress down the
hill. As they came towards the bottom,
they could see what looked like an obstacle course laid out, with low hurdles,
hoops lying on the ground, and cones in a line.
“Hhnnn,”
Susan said as they stopped in front of the course, “Plstllmurntgngtmksss...”
“Well, then
I’d better keep quiet,” Alexander said as Bobby watched his mother stand in
front of his father. “We’ll let the
youngsters have the first go - give you older ladies a chance to gather your
strength.”
“Eelvubtehtu,”
Connie said as Dave hugged her from behind.
“Oh come on,” Dave said with a smile, “What possible harm can running a
little obstacle course do to you?”
“Mmgmgmgmgmhhaaaaaaa”
was Lucinda’s reply to that as she bent her legs slightly, making Alicia wonder
if she was all right.
“Perhaps the
ladies can sit down,” Desmond said as he pointed to a row of benches. There was a muffled grunt of thanks as they
were all escorted to the seat, and then they sat, their legs as together as
they could possibly be.
“The course
is simple,” Anne Duncombe said as she walked round it. “A short run, then wind round and between the
cones, over the first hurdle, jump from hoop to hoop, over the second hurdle,
under the high bar, and round the post before running straight back.”
Alicia heard
the row of women groan and laugh at the same time, as her mother tried
unsuccessfully to cross her legs.
“So, who wants
to be first?”
Anne Bowden
and Susan looked at each other, the buzzing between their leg gently
distracting and arousing them to the point of complete submission, but there
was nothing they could do - the wet crotch ropes were keeping the device firmly
in place, and if they were being honest with themselves they loved it. So they contented themselves with watching as
first Alicia and Jenny, then Bobby and Colin made short work of the obstacles.
“Uknwwrrgngthvtdths,”
Susan mumbled as she looked at her sister in law. Anne could only nod and then let out a groan
as she tried no tot let her daughter see what was happening to her, but it just
felt so good to be buzzing like this...
Cassie sat
with her head resting on Jo’s shoulder, while her partner ran her fingers
through her hair. She had only had the
vibrator tied in place for a short while, but already she was near to collapse
with the way it made her feel, and she had no idea how the others had managed
to cope today, much less through the night as they had told her when Chloe had
taken the other girls out. All she could
do now was moan softly into her gag as Jo sat with her, whispering into her
ear.
“Cmnnntcssy,
shwthmhwtsdn!”
“Uvgttbkdng,”
Cassie moaned, but Jo helped her to stand up and hop over to the starting
line. Connie and Jennifer watched wide
eyed as Anne said “On your marks, get set... GO!”
“Hmmgdddd”
was all Cassie could say as she started to hop over the low hurdles, the poncho
rising and falling with her leaps, but as she stepped between the hoops Jenny could
see her closing her eyes and concentrating like mad.
“Sshhhlrt,”
Colin said as he watched Cassie almost trip over, then giggle as she reached
the end and ran in a slightly ungainly manner back.
“Rtttutw,”
she said as she looked at Jennifer and Connie, “urtrn.”
The two women
looked at each other and slowly walked over.
Jennifer was trying desperately not to moan with each rub of the damp
rope against the petals of her clit, while Connie was stifling some very loud
moans as her body felt as if it was reaching the fifteenth climax of the
morning. They looked at each other,
wondering what was going to happen next until they heard Jenny scream
“GGTAMVVNNN!”
“Hsshhttt,”
Jennifer said as she started to hobble forward, but with each step the rope
sank deeper into her passage, and pushed the vibrator more firmly in, so all
she could do was stumble forward as she felt the dampness between her
legs. Connie was no better, as she
struggled to keep the skirt from riding up too much.
As they wound
their way round the cones, both women were panting hard, as they felt their
bodies approaching another climax and the desperate need to conceal what was
happening from Jenny and Alicia filling their minds. So much so that, as they stepped over the
first hurdle, they forgot for a moment how their wrists had been tied - not
only crossed and secured behind their backs, but also tied to the crotch rope
where it was bound around their waist, so the jump made their arms rise, which
made the rope sink still further in, which made...
“HSWTTJSSSS”
Jennifer called out as she almost stumbled, and looked at her daughter, her
cheeks red and flushed.
“Crrjj,” Connie
said as she looked at Jennifer, who nodded as they started to jump between the
hoops, groaning each time they landed as they felt the ropes digging further
and further in.
“You know,
they are putting up a remarkable good race,” Dave said to John as they watched
their wives racing.
“Actually
they are,” John replied as he reached into his pocket, “What do you say we give
them a little surprise.”
“Whtrudng,”
Miranda said as she looked at her son, who just smiled enigmatically back and
said “Don’t worry, Mum - Jennifer is enjoying every second of this.”
“Ecnsstht,”
Miranda said quietly, “bwhtrudng?”
“Enjoying the
race,” Dave said as he looked at Miranda, waiting for her to turn round and
cheer her daughter and daughter in law on.
The two men looked at each other and nodded as both Jennifer and Connie
bent down to go under the bar, before pressing a button on the box they had in
the palm of their hands.
“HMMMGDDSWTJSSSSSAAAAAAA”
Jennifer called out as she collapsed to the ground, her body responding to the
sudden and unexpected increase in the vibration rate inside her, tipping her
over the edge as she lay on her side, the dampness spreading on the ground
under her as she did so. Connie was on
her knees, doubled over in joy and laughter as her body exploded into one of
the biggest of the orgasms she had experienced since last night.
“MMM!! NTRCNNEEE!”
Jenny called out as she ran forward, only for her dad to say “It’s all
right Jenny - your mum just fell and she’s laughing about it, aren’t you dear?”
Jennifer
slowly raised her head and nodded, closing her legs and trapping her skirt
between them as she did so before she started rolling round on her back. As Dave knelt next to his wife, Connie looked
at him with a mixture of love and pity, before saying “Ehhtu,” under her breath.
“Perhaps,”
Veronica said with a smile, “You two should escort your wives back to the
house, and make sure they are both all right?
It looks as if they may had found a damp patch on the grass.”
“That sounds
like a good idea,” John said as he helped Jennifer to stand up, her face red as
she looked into his eyes. “Why don’t we
head back to the main room and make you more - comfortable.”
“Dlkkthtt,”
Jennifer mumbled as John kissed her gagged move, and then the four of them
began to walk up the garden path.
“Tllmmuhfnt,”
Anne Bowden said as she looked at Alexander.
“I haven’t
what dearest? Now, why don’t you and
Susan show us what you can do, hmmm?”
As the two
women hobbled to the starting line, Alicia and Jenny were looking at each
other. Jenny knew her aunts and mothers
were almost as good as she and Cassie when it came to hopping around and moving
when tied up - and yet they had collapsed in heaps of laughter just as they
were about to finish the course.
Alicia was
also worried - she knew her mother was not unused to the way to move in ropes,
and yet she seemed to be trying to stop something from happening. Her shoulders were tensed, her legs drawn
together.
“Whtswrngwfthm,”
she said as she turned to Chloe. The
young French girl just smiled and shrugged her shoulders as both Anne and Susan
started to run the course, Susan’s skirt blowing in the wind as they did so.
Susan was
wondering just how much her son may have noticed, as the tail of her poncho blew
up slightly and then fell again, covering the ropes which lay along the
waistband of her skirt to conceal the way her crotch rope was tied to her
wrists. Each step was pure blissful
agony to control, as she felt her body wanting to give all again and again and
again...
For Anne
Bowden, it was like a raging fire burning in her loins that she desperately
wanted both to quench, and also to fan the flames of, if such a thing were
physically possible. What she really
wanted right now was for Simon to take her to bed and ravish her, but that was not
possible - and besides, what was Bobby thinking, and what would he think if he
knew.
As Susan
stepped over the first hurdle, taking care not to allow the younger kids to see
her crotch rope, there was a similar thought burning in her mind - a desire for
her and Alexander to do again what they had done the previous night, when he
had made every particle of her body ache with desire as he made love to her,
and her helpless to stop him. Now what
she wanted was him, his touch, his scent, his....”
“HLLYMREEMTHRFGD!”
Susan’s
screams were heard over the grass as she dropped to her knees, taken completely
by surprise by the sudden increase in the vibrations inside her. As her head went back and her eyes rolled,
Anne Bowden looked at her, wondering what was going on before she too dropped
down and called out.
Lucinda
slowly turned and looked at her son and son in law, who had big grins on their
faces as they put something quickly away into their pockets.
“Dsmnd,
dntudr...”
“Don’t
worry,” Desmond whispered into her ear, “The ones in you and Mrs Bridges do not
have that facility. We felt it might
prove more - interesting for the younger ones.”
“MMMrulrt,”
was what both Bobby and Alicia called out now as Alexander and Simon came
forward and helped them to stand up.
“They’re
fine,” Simon said, “I guess they’re just so happy to be out in the open, and to
have that huge burden off their backs, right?”
Anne looked
at her husband, eyes full of lust and fire as she whispered
“JstuwtsmnbwdNNNNNNN,” then collapsed into his side as he helped her to walk
away, Alexander following with Anne in his arms.
“Thwrdldgnlpeee,”
Colin said as Lucinda and Angela walked over and took their place at the start
line.
“Rugngtclppstgrne,”
Angela said as she looked at her grandmother, who was standing with her knees
together and her eyes closed. Lucinda
was remembering a time, long ago, when she and Desmond had been on assignment
in San Francisco, and some of the things they had done then...
“GRNEEE?”
“Hsrranjla,
ltsdths,” Lucinda said as they set off along the course. To Alicia’s surprise, Lucinda easily beat
Angela over the obstacle course, almost running back to the start before she
fell into Desmond’s arms.
She had done it
so quickly for a good reason - well, it was a good reason to her. She had felt the climax approaching again
from her own vibrator, and the effect of the rope rubbing against her mound as
she ran and twisted had brought her right to the point of ecstasy.
As she collapsed into her husband’s body, she buried her face into him
and pulled up sharply with her wrists, the pressure of the rope and the vibrator
sending her over the edge as she screamed though her gag into Desmond.
He realised
what was happening and held her, whispering “Well done my dear,” as Angela walked over to stand next to him.
As Cassie
closed her eyes and let out a low groan again, Miranda looked at Jo.
“You know
what’s going on, don’t you,” Jo said, and Miranda slowly nodded - she had
figured it out a while ago, but to know that all the other women were being
given such intense support from their partners....
“Dntcrmm,”
Cassie said as she saw the tears running again down Miranda’s cheeks,
“Wrllflngbtternw.”
Miranda
nodded as Angela looked at her.
“Wntthvag,” she mumbled as the four youngsters started to come over.
“Nfnks,”
Miranda said, “prhpswcldhdbk?”
“I think
that’s a very good idea,” Amy said as she helped the others to stand. “It’s getting close to lunchtime anyway, and
I’m expecting a call from the States.”
The party
slowly made their way back up to the house, Mrs Bridges and Lucinda softly
moaning alongside Cassie as they walked together, and Jo walking with Amy and Veronica,
a smile playing on her lips as they left the field behind them.
“Listen,”
Anne Duncombe said as they entered the main room, “Why doesn’t everyone go and
freshen up, and we’ll meet here for lunch in an hour or so. Do you guys want to be untied?”
Alicia nodded
as Chloe came over and started to remove their ropes and gags. “What did our dads to them to make them so
happy,” Bobby said as soon as he could talk properly.
“I am not
sure, but whatever it was, it worked, n’est ce pas?”
“Yeah - I
even feel better seeing them that way.
I’m still angry, but...”
“Anger is
good,” Anne Duncombe said as the four were fully released, “but it must not be
allowed to turn into hate, because that way is bad. Better to let it out and then move on. Now, I will see you all in a little while.”
As Anne and
Chloe left, Colin looked round the room.
“Whose laptop is that,” he said as he saw one sitting on the table.
“It’s ours,”
Alicia said, “I’ll see if we can get a link going and do something online.”
“What are you
looking at?”
The four of
them looked up as Amy came behind them, and stared at the screen.
“We’re... just catching up on a history project,”
Alicia said, “Second World War - Pearl Harbour.”
“Really,” Amy
said as she looked at the page, “Did you know my grandmother was there?”
“No, Heidi
never mentioned it.”
“Not
surprised - I don’t talk about it much.
She was a nurse and...” Amy
looked at the changed expressions on the four youngsters.
“She was a
nurse,” Jenny said slowly, “at Pearl Harbour?”
“Yeah - she
told me this tale of one of her colleagues who set fire to their barracks. They thought she was mad, but it saved their
lives - it meant they were able to treat more of the wounded that day.”
“I don’t
suppose she ever mentioned this nurse’s name?”
Amy looked at
Alicia as Veronica walked over. “Pearl
Harbour? Are you telling them about Gran
and the mad woman?”
“I was - they
were transferred after that, but they met up again in Normandy for a short
while. In fact, that was where she met
my grandfather.”
“Your
grandfather?” The four of them were now
looking at Amy and Veronica, open mouthed.
“Yup -
Colonel Phineas T Strong, Army Medical Corps.
In fact, it was Gran who got the woman out of trouble when she went off
again. Can you remember the name she
told us, Veronica?”
“Not sure -
was it Sprite or Mitre or...”
“It wasn’t
Smith was it?”
“Yeah that
was it - Sara Smith. Why? What’s wrong?”
Amy and Veronica
looked at the four youngsters, who were staring back as if they had discovered
a gold mine. “Nothing,” Alicia
eventually said with a smile, nothing at all, it’s just a common name, that’s
all.”
“Lunch is
ready,” Anne Duncombe said from behind them, as she held the door open.
“Great - I’m
starving,” Bobby said as they followed Anne into the dining room. Angela and Miranda were already sitting at a
table, as the group went and collected their lunch before going to sit with
them.
“Is mum all
right, Gran? She seemed very distracted
when she fell over this morning,” Jenny said as she picked up a sandwich.
“Oh I’m sure
she’s fine - look, here she comes now,” Miranda said with a smile as Jennifer,
Connie and Cassie walked into the room, followed by John, Dave and Jo. The three women had changed into blue vest
tops and denim shorts, and were talking amongst themselves as they collected
food and then sat down.
“There’s that
buzzing noise again,” Colin said as he looked round. “It’s a lot quieter, but I can still hear
it.”
“Don’t worry
about it,” Angela said as she saw her mother, aunt and grandmother come in and
head for the buffet. Anne Bowden was now
wearing a sleeveless white blouse and black leggings, while Susan had on a blue
t-shirt and denim shorts. “I can’t speak
for them, but after this weekend I feel as if I’m finally putting that weekend
behind me.”
“Good,”
Veronica said as she came and sat with them, “because that’s the whole reason
we are here. What happened happened, but
you had to learn to trust again, and to know what it means to enjoy when family
and friends play with you.”
As Lucinda
let out an involuntary yelp, Alicia looked at her and said “You know, I forget
how lucky I am to be in such a strong family at times. If anything like that ever happened to me, I
hope you’ll all be there for me.”
“Let’s pray
nothing like that ever does happen to you,” Angela said, and her cousin saw a
slight frown pass over her mouth for a moment, “but that was then, this is now,
as you said Veronica.”
“So what else
are we going to do for the rest of the afternoon?”
“I think Anne
has something in mind,” Veronica said with a smile, “but I’m not sure what
yet. Where is she anyway?”
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