Lock-In Tales 3

The Tea Service

I’d had to spend the afternoon in a teleconference, so I’d left the four girls to their homework with the intention of cooking their teat after that. The twins, Beth and Betty, were ten, Beth in a pink striped sundress and Betty in a grey patterned blouse and pink bottoms with animals on them. Belinda is eight, and had on her favourite MLP top with pink leggings that had seahorses on them, while six year old Bobbi was in a pink and blue sundress with lots of hearts.

Anyway, I could hear them chatting and playing while I worked upstairs, but when I had finished and came down towards the kitchen they were quiet. I figured they were just watching something as I went to the kitchen, and put the oven on to make some fish fingers and chips for them.

So I made the food, put it out on the dining table, and then went to tell them it was ready – only to see Beth and Betty lying side by side on the ground, wriggling round. Their wrists were taped together in front of them with silver tape, their ankles crossed and taped together in the same way, and their mouths covered with long strips of the tape.

I heard a noise beside me, and turned to see Belinda sitting in the chair, looking at me over the red tape that covered her mouth, as well as holding her wrists together in front of herself and her ankles together.

And then I turned to see little Bobbi sitting in a folding chair, her wrists taped down to the arms with masking tape, her ankles taped together, and tape over her mouth as well as she tried to talk.

“Who… Who did this,” I asked quietly – and that was when I felt the hand over my mouth, and the voice telling me to cooperate, and then I would be left just like them.

Tea was delayed for a while, as you can imagine…

Essential Travel

“But I want to go shopping with you, I’m fed up with being stuck indoors!”

And I was as well – it had been six weeks since I had been in the car, and I was going stir crazy. So I stood there, in my white t-shirt and pink shorts, my arms folded as I looked at my mother and elder brother.

“But Juanita,” my mother said to me, “the restrictions are quite clear, and I can’t leave you in the car on your own.”

“Mum, PLEASE…”

“Look, Mum – if I can do it in a way which means Juanita is not seen, she gets to stay in the car, and gets to go with you, will that be all right?”

Mum looked at both of us, and then nodded as she said “I don’t want to know – you’ve got twenty minutes while I sort out the shopping list.” She went into the kitchen, while my brother looked at me and said “you sure you want to do this?”

“Oh yeah…”

“Right – wait there.” He left me in the front room, wondering what he was going to do, before he returned with a roll of red electrical tape and tore the end off.

“Stand still, hands by your sides,” he said with a smile as I looked at him, but I had agreed, so he wound it round my wrists to hold them to my sides, the tape going round my stomach. He then wrapped it round again a little further, making sure my hands were pressed against my legs as well.

I realised I was trapped as he wound the tape round me in four bands from my waist to my shoulders, and then more bands to hold my legs together as I heard Mum looking for some shopping bags. By the time he had finished, I looked like a candy stripe, with red against the pink and white.

“Okay,” I said as I twisted round, “and how does this mean I get to go in the car and nobody can see me?”

“I’ll show you once you do something for me.”

“And that is?”

“Keep quiet,” he said as he tore a strip of red tape from the roll and pressed it down over my mouth, two more on top of it as my eyes opened wide. He then lifted me up in the arms, and carried me through the kitchen behind Mum’s back, and out to the SUV. The back door was open, so he laid me along the back seat, and then put a car cushion under my head.

“Whthhlshruudhnn?”

“Just this,” he said as he covered me with a blanket, so that when Mum came out and said “where is she,” my brother said “under the blanket – she wants to stay there until you get the bags in the back.”

“Okay then,” she said – and that was it, until she uncovered me and nearly choked laughing at me…

Taping their work

It was just a usual visit – I had already had a word with their mother, in the kitchen, while in my usual Games Player garb and taped her wrists together behind her back. She was actually in a pair of pink pyjamas, given it was mid-morning, and the reason for tape was as mundane as the fact I had not got any replacement ropes yet – it’s a little difficult with DIY stores shut down…

Anyway, I walked her into the front room where I guessed her daughters were. There were two – Aileen who was thirteen, and Gabby who was ten. It was when we walked in I saw things were different, as Gabby looked at me and said “who is the masked lady Mummy? Is she here for our film as well?”

Gabby was wearing a black sleeveless dress with a yellow yoke neckline, and a shite rosette with the black centre, both the dress and the rosette having white circles on it. She was also cuddling a large cuddly dog. Aileen was still in her pink pyjama bottoms, with a white hooded sweatshirt, both girls with long brown hair.

“Yes, she is,” their mother said as she twisted round, her taped wrists behind her back, and I saw the camera that was set up. “You need to do this for your sister’s drama project, but my friend here is going to make it a robbery story, like a game.”

Aileen and Gabby looked at me, as I told their mother to sit down, and said “well, I’m the robber, and I need to make sure you three cannot raise the alarm, so both of you, sit down and put your hands together in front of you.

“Can I cuddle Bruno as well,” Gabby said as she looked at her stuffed dog. I nodded – which why she was a few minutes late in an armchair, her arms wrapped round Bruno and her wrists taped together, while I wrapped the silver tape round her upper arms to keep them to her sides.

Aileen was looking at me as she wriggled round. I had taped her wrists tightly together, and then her upper arms to her sides, before I taped her legs together and down to the seat cushion, then her ankles.

I tore the tape off and pressed it down, before I knelt in front of Gabby and taped her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees while her mother twisted round. She also had her ankles and legs taped together, with silver tape over her mouth, but she was smiling as the video camera rolled.

I then tore a strip of tape off and pressed it over Gabby’s mouth, finishing off with a longer strip over her sister’s lips, and then I left them to struggle and try to talk to each other while I searched the house. I then looked at them, and told them to remain still for thirty minutes before they tried to get free, and find me in the kitchen.

I hope they managed to get free, and got a good mark for the tape…

Daddy’s Home

“This is fun,” Suzie said as she lay on the floor of the main room, “and it keeps me flexible.” She looked over at her fifteen year old sister, Clare, who was kneeling in front of the couch, wearing a pink crop top, brown shorts with a vivid pink floral print, and sandals, while their mother crossed her wrists behind her back and secured them together with a black belt.

Suzie was wearing a white vest with multi-coloured peace signs on it, and pink nee length pants, but her legs were in the lotus position, her ankles tied together with white rope that had then been used to tie her wrists together behind her back as well, so that her lower legs were raised from the floor. Her mother then took the black belt from Claire, and tied to the rope between her wrists.

“Whlltheebhhgghdhswhl?”

“They will,” their mother said with a smile as she looked at Joy, her middle daughter. Suzie was six, Joy nine, and Joy had a wide strip of red tape pressed firmly over her mouth. She was lying on the other couch, wearing a red sweatshirt and blue jeans, the red tape used to hold her wrists together in front of her, and her ankles together as well.

As their mother tied Claire’s ankles together with a second bath robe belt, she smiled and stood up, then pushed a rolled up cloth into the mouths of the other two girls as Joy giggled.

“Now, when Daddy gets back, you’re going to surprise him, and I want you to tell him to come and find me. Got it?”

All three girls nodded as their mother left them in the front room, the television playing as they turned their heads to watch. This was a fun way to spend time – and Claire knew not to disturb her parents once her father got back and freed them…

The Race

“Challenge – accepted,” Rosie said as she looked at Daisy, “so who gets which?”

“We’ll toss a coin,” Daisy said with a smile. The twelve year old was wearing a yellow cropped t-shirt and shorts, while her eleven year old sister Rosie was wearing a white cropped vest top and a blue wrap-round skirt with different coloured polka dots.

“Heads.”

Rosie watched as the coin spun in the air and landed on the floor, saying “damn” as she looked at her sister. “I can guess what you’re going to do…”

“Dad,” Daisy said as she looked out of the door, “we’re ready.” They watched as he father came in, and said “well?”

“Rosie gets the tape, I get the skipping ropes.”

“You first then” he said as Daisy put her hands behind her back, looking over her shoulder as her father took a blue skipping rope and tied her wrists together, then used a second one with yellow handles to secure her ankles tightly together.

She then watched as he picked up the roll of silver tape he had brought in, and taped her sister’s wrists together in front of her as she sat on the chair, Rosie looking at Daisy as she twisted round. He then used the tape around her upper arms and body, and her ankles, before he tore a strip from the roll and pressed it firmly over his younger daughter’s mouth.

“Hnndfhrrrhsseee?”

“She gets this,” he said as he took a chiffon rectangle and pulled it between her lips, tying to round her hair as Daisy stood up and jumped over to join her.

“So – out the back door into the garden, twice round, then back in, loser gets the torture. Ready?”

The two girls nodded as he stood back, and said “on your marks… Get Set…. GO!”

He watched, smiling as the two girls jumped out of the room and made their way to the back of the house. It provided them their exercise – and he knew they needed to have some sort of fun, even if it was in an unusual way…

Working at home

“In thirty minutes? But I was meant to have the morning off…”

Helen sighed as she sat at the breakfast table, with her phone in her hand and next to her ear. She was wearing a white dressing gown, while her three children were sat at the table looking at her, wearing white vest tops and pyjama bottoms with blue cuffs and Marvel characters in circles – Iron Man, Spidey, Captain America’s shield.

“But you said you’d play a game with us today,” her son Toby asked as he looked over, Yinka and Lola nodding in agreement. Helen held a hand up and said “is there truly no other way?

“Very well – I’ll dial in.” She put her phone down and said “I’m sorry kids – I need to do this for an hour, but I know a way I can play a game with you and keep an eye on you. Go to the toilet, all of you, then come into the bedroom.”

A few minutes later, the three children came in to find their mother setting up her laptop on a table, as she looked round. “Okay then – this is a game of tie-up,” she said as she came over to the bed, three pairs of sports socks laid out – one pale blue, one dark blue, and one pink.

So naturally, Helen used the first of the pink socks to tie Toby’s wrists together in front of himself, then the dark blue sock for Yinka and the light blue one for Lola. They then lay on the floor, resting their heads on cushions while Helen used the second socks to bind their ankles together.

As the three of them wriggled round, she found three white sports socks and balled them up, then said “I promise, cake and drinks once I am done, but I need you all to be quiet.” The three kids nodded as she put a sock in each of their mouths, then put on the headphones as she said “okay, let’s make this quick…”

Time for bed

“Okay girls – ready for bed?”

“We are Momma,” Susan said as she came in, wearing her light pink sleep suit with the fairy characters printed on it, her brown hair clean after hr bath. “The others will be down in a few minutes.”

“Well, we can start by getting you ready,” her mother said as she picked up the roll of silver tape, Susan beaming as she felt it going round her arms and upper body, holding them to her sides so that she could only squirm round.

“Sit down,” her mother said as Susan pushed herself back on the seat, watching as her mother taped her ankles together, and then her legs above and below her knees.

“Oh wow – can I go next?”

“Of course you can – did you bring the belts down, Katy?”

The middle daughter nodded as she stood there, in her pink Dora the Explorer pyjamas, three white bath robe belts in her hands. She handed them to her mother, and then put her hands behind her back, Susan watching as she mother tied her sister’s wrists together behind her back, before she sat on the couch as well, wriggling her toes as her ankles were tied together, and then her legs below her knees.

“Where’s Anne?”

“Here,” her youngest daughter said as she came in, wearing a pink nightdress that had pictures of Chip’n’Dale on it. She also had a roll of white medical tape in her hands, and sat on the couch, putting her hands together in prayer as she watched her mother tape her wrists together, and then her ankles.

“Right then – I’ll put the tape over your mouth for now, but when you fall asleep I will take it off, all right?” The three girls nodded as one by one they had their mouths gagged, and they settled in to watch the Little Mermaid, their mother sitting with a mug of coffee and smiling in the silence from them…

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