Crime School Reunion
“Students,
former girls, and parents, may I welcome all of you to this special day here at
St Blazius School!”
The packed
assembly room applauded as Miss Hardcastle stood at the dais, wearing a grey
jacket and skirt with a peach blouse.
Beside her stood Miss Burges, her deputy, in a white sweater and black
trousers.
“It is a real
pleasure to see so many of you here, with your parents, to support your younger
siblings and see how the school is working with them to prepare them for life
in the world outside.”
Casey Stoner
smiled as she looked over at her younger sister Josie, sitting in her school
uniform. Casey had left last summer, and
was a student at Warwick, but had come back with her mother to attend this
special day. Wearing a white top with
the cuffs of the sleeves rolled back, a brown leopard skin pattern scarf loose
around her neck and her long blonde hair falling over her shoulders, she
brushed some flecks from her black leggings and looked at her grey laced
boots. Harriet Stoner was sat next to her,
her grey hair cut short, and wearing a brown cardigan over a floral top and
white skirt, dark tights and mid-length brown suede boots.
In the row
behind, Suzanne Yeoman was looking round the old hall. She had left two years ago, and had decided
to wear a short sleeved black dress, the front opening showing some of her
chest, dark stockings and black ankle boots.
She had been something of the frump of her year, but a recent makeover
left her with dark hair that flowed in soft curves either side of her face, and
a new attitude on life. Sitting next to
her was her aunt, Diana, wiping the lenses of her black framed glasses. A business woman in her own right, she was
wearing a grey jacket with black piping over a white blouse, and black
trousers, the legs of which were tucked into high black leather boots. She put her glasses back on and brushed her
short brown hair back with her hand as she listened to the speech.
Across the
other side of the gap, Tammy and Tanya Burdett were listening as well. Tammy had been in the same year as Suzanne,
but in total contrast she had been the flirt of the year. She loved to dress casually, and today was
wearing a coral pink v-necked sweater, faded blue jeans and mid-length black leather
boots. She had long strawberry blonde
hair, unlike her mother, whose auburn locks fell over a black jumper which
itself was over a grey cowl necked top.
She was also wearing jeans and black leather boots, these with the cuffs
turned down below her knees.
“So, in
conclusion,” Miss Hardcastle said, “Enjoy the day, enjoy the chance to look
around and renew old friendships, and thank you for your support of the staff
and students here.”
There was a
round of polite applause as Miss Hardcastle stood back, and the school choir
did a rendition of Jerusalem.
“Well, I’m
glad that’s over,” Casey said as she and Harriet stood up, and made their way
over to join Josie.
“So,” Harriet
said as her younger daughter hugged her, “can we get a tour of the school?”
“Sure – come
with me,” Josie said as they walked off, while Tammy and Suzanne approached
each other from opposite sides of the hall.
“Suzanne –
you look fantastic,” Tammy said as they hugged, “What happened?”
“I decided to
stop feeling sorry for myself,” Suzanne said with a little laugh, “how are you
keeping?”
“Can’t
complain – in my second year at uni now.
You?”
“I work for
my aunt,” she said as she glanced over to where Tanya and Diana were talking,
“not that I’m complaining – I’m learning a lot – but she brought me up after
the accident, and there are times when I feel as if I just want to break free
from her.”
“Yeah – I can
understand that feeling. Listen – want
to have a wander round, leave those two talking business?”
“Suits me,”
Suzanne said as the two younger women left the hall.
“So how is
the special project progressing,” Tanya said to Diana as they walked to the
refreshments table.
“Slowly – one
client in particular is holding out, but I hope to get it resolved today,”
Diana whispered as they both took a cup of tea.
“Could they
cause trouble?”
“I don’t
think so – just a little recalcitrant in accepting the generous terms. It’s their choice, but I hope they can be
persuaded.”
“This is the
gymnasium,” Josie said as her mother and sister followed her in. They looked round, Casey running her hands
over the bars at the side while Harriet looked at the equipment store.
“Very well
equipped,” she said as she looked at some of the boxes, “but why so many
ropes?”
Casey and
Josie looked at each other, before Casey said “Why do you think, mum? You’re forgetting the mandatory after-school
classes in escapology and what to do if you are kidnapped.”
“Yes – I
never understood the need for that,” Harriet said.
“How are you
doing Josie?”
“Better than
you did by all accounts.”
“Mum, let us
show you what happens, and then maybe you’ll understand,” Casey said as she
picked a length of rope up, Josie turning and crossing her wrists behind her
back as her sister expertly tied them together.
“What are you
doing,” Harriet said as Casey then wrapped some rope around Josie’s arms and
chest, securing them tightly to her sides as the rope forced her breasts out.
“I’m going to
secure Josie, and you can see how quickly she manages to get out of the ropes –
sit down on the crash mat, sis.”
“What was
your record,” Josie said as she crossed her ankles, watching as Casey tied them
tightly together, taking the rope between her legs, and then secured them below
her knees.
“Four minutes
twelve – why?”
“I’ll beat
that,” Josie said as Casey unwound her brown scarf, and then pulled it between her
sister’s lips, Josie biting down as Casey wrapped the scarf twice around her
head and secured the ends together at the base of her neck.
“llrrtthnn –
strtthclk.”
“No – don’t
start the clock yet.”
Casey and
Harriet slowly turned round to see a group of men, all wearing balaclavas, one
of them pointing a gun at them as he said “let’s make this a contest, shall
we?”
“Now this
brings back some memories,” Tammy said as she and Suzanne stood in the sixth
form common room.
“Oh yeah,”
Suzanne said as she felt the back of the old leather seats, “sitting up late at
night, discussing what boys were hot and which ones were not...”
“So is there
someone?”
Tammy nodded
as she said “John – he’s a second year law student. You?”
“We split up
a couple of months back – I got the feeling Aunt Diana did not approve of him.”
“Does she
approve of anyone?”
“Very good
question,” Suzanne said with a smile as she picked up a book, flipping through
it before she put it back down again.
“Let’s go – before they send out a search party...”
“WHtthllrudng?”
Harriet
mumbled through the thick white scarf that had been tied between her teeth,
looking over her shoulder as the masked man pulled her bound ankles back, and
tied them to the ropes that sat above and below her own chest, her cardigan
pulled to the side on either side. She
looked over to her over side, where Casey and Josie were also lying face down
on the crash mats, their wrists behind their backs, and their bounds ankles
pulled right back and secured to the ropes around their chests. Casey also had a thick white cloth pulled
between her lips, the corners foe hr mouth pulled back and her cheeks forced
out by the pressure of the gag.
“Neon of your
business,” one of the other masked men said as he smacked Harriet on the
bottom, “you keep an eye on them, and make sure they don’t try to escape.”
The man he
pointed to nodded as he sat on a bench, watching them as they lay still, Josie
raising an eyebrow to Casey as she looked over, and her sister slowly shaking
her head.
“Now what
boss?”
“We find
them, we secure them, and we have a little chat about business decisions,”
their leader said as the rest of the gang left the gymnasium.
Harriet tried
to move her legs, the rope rubbing on her suede covered ankles, but as Casey
looked round and said “Rlxmmm – tlblrrt,” she nodded and stopped, hoping they
had a plan in mind...
As they walked
down the corridor, Tammy and Suzanne were chatting quietly, not noticing as
other parents and former pupils went past in small groups.
“Oh lord –
Miss Plaistow’s classroom,” Suzanne said as they stopped outside a particular
door.
“Business
studies – never my favourite subject,” Tammy said with a smile.
“Oh it’s
stood me in good stead for the last couple of years,” Suzanne said as she
turned round, and looked up and down the corridor. “I guess I really do miss this place – what
about you Tammy?
“Tammy?”
“Suzanne,”
Tammy said without turning round, “the door is open behind us, and someone is
pressing what feels like the business end of a pistol against my back.”
“Do not turn
round,” a male voice said quietly, “just back up into the room, nice and
slowly, without saying a word.”
Suzanne
looked at Tammy, who nodded as she started to walk back, Suzanne following as
she went in and saw two masked and armed men, one of them closing the door as
the other covered them.
“Tammy
Burdett and Suzanne Yeoman?”
“Who wants to
know?”
“I do,”
another masked man said as he walked in front of them, nodding as someone
behind each of the girls pulled their arms behind their backs, and they felt
rope as it was passed around their wrists.
“And
if.. Nnn... And if we are?”
“Then stand
perfectly still,” the man said as Tammy felt the rope going between her arms,
and then watched as a long length of rope was passed around her chest and
pulled tight, forcing her arms into her sides as her chest was forced up and
out, the pressure increasing on her breasts as the rope went above and below
them. Looking over, she could see
Suzanne’s eyes widening as the same thing happened to her, her dress stretching
as more of the top of her breasts became visible.
The pressure
was only increased as the rope went under one arm, up and around the back of
Tammy’s neck, and then under the other arm, Tammy groaning a little as it was
tied off in the middle of her back.
“We’re going
to arrange for a message to be sent to your mothers,” the masked man said as
Suzanne felt her ropes tightening as well, “but as you will have to wait a while,
you may as well have a way of entertaining yourself.”
“What do you
mean,” Suzanne said as whoever stood behind her passed a length of rope around her
waist, feeding it through the centre and pulling it tight before he tied it and
let the ends drop to the floor. Tammy
looked at that, and then the rope around her own waist, before she whispered
“oh god, you’re not going to....”
“AHHHHH”
Suzanne called out as a hand went between her legs, taking the rope through and
up as it pulled the skirt of her dress up, and pressing against her clit as it
was tightly tied off around her wrists. She
looked at Tammy, who could feel the rope as it pressed on her jeans, and
whimpered as she was forced to kneel, the rope rubbing on her as she did so.
“Now,” the
man said as a folded cloth was held in front of the mouths of each girl, “open
wide and say Ahhhhh.”
“Msreeemsssrree,”
Harriet said as she looked at her daughters, tears starting to run down the
side of her cheeks over the scarf, a damp stain spreading from between her
lips.
“Dmtwrrmmwlbfn,”
Casey said quietly, both her and Josie watching the guard as his head slowly
dropped, and then shot up as he looked at them through the eyeholes of his
mask. Casey didn’t move, biding her
time...
“Mrs
Burdette, Miss Yeoman?”
“Yes,” Tanya
and Diana said as they looked at the young student.
“A message
from the school office – could you go to the Business Studies class in room 26
please? Miss Plaistow would like to
discuss a possible project for A level students with both of you.”
“Of course,”
Diana said as they set off from the hall, making their way down the corridor to
the Business Studies room. “I wonder
what she has in mind,” Tanya said as she opened the door and they walked in –
only to be grabbed as the door was closed behind them.
“Suzanne?”
“Tammy?”
“Hlpssmmmpplssssmmmmm”
the two girls moaned as they knelt on the floor, the ropes around their chests
and between their legs visible to both Tanya and Diana as they tried to speak
through the white micropore tape that covered their mouths. Both girls had their ankles tide tightly
together, a rope running from them to their chest ropes, and a final band of
rope held their legs together above their knees.
“Hello, Miss
Yeoman,” the masked man said as the two men guarding the girls pulled on the
ropes between their legs, making them yelp, “my boss wanted me to have a word
with you.”
“And he
believes that taking my niece and her friend captive like this will change my
mind?”
“No – he
believes it will make it easier for you to come with us. But first – tie her up.”
The two girls
screamed and shook their heads as two more men appeared, and pulled Tanya’s
arms behind her back, one of them starting to bind her wrists as another
started to bind her arms to her side, the black jumper stretching over her
chest.
Casey watched
carefully as their guard slowly let his head fall down, and all three of them
heard the gentle snoring. Looking to her
other side, she nodded to Josie and said “Rdeee?”
“Hysss,” she
said as their mother watched them roll onto their sides, their backs to each
other, and then wriggle over so that Casey was able to reach the knot holding
Josie’s ankles in place, beginning to unravel the knot until Josie’s legs fell
quietly onto the crash mat.
“Hwdddudtht,”
Harriet mumbled as Josie looked over her shoulder, moving so that she could
start to work on the same knot for Casey.
“Qeetmmm,”
Casey whispered through her soaking wet scarf as she felt the knot slacken.
“Please,
Dontttdthhssss,” Tanya said as a folded black silk scarf was pushed into her
mouth, filling it and pressing her tongue down before one of the two men
pressed the tape over her mouth, using his thumbs to smooth it into place.
She moaned
again, the rope between her legs rubbing on her as she was made to kneel next
to her daughters, and she felt her ankles been secured together. She had been bound in the same way, only in
her case the rope had been taken over one shoulder, under the lower band of
rope and back up again, so that her breasts sat in an improvised external bra.
“Girls, are
you all right,” Diana said as she felt the rope pulling her own arms into her
sides. Her wrists had already been
crossed and bound together, as her jacket was forced to the sides.
“You’ll see
them again if you and my boss can come to amicable terms,” the masked man said
as he smiled at them, and they all felt the rope been pulled from behind,
making them all squeal out at the same time...
“Well done,”
Casey whispered as she removed the now grey and white cloth from her mouth,
“now, go and find Miss Hardcastle, and tell her what’s happened. Find out if any other parents have been
called away as well.”
Josie nodded,
rubbing her wrists before she crept out of the gymnasium, silently closing the
door behind her while Casey started to untie their mother.
“Keep quiet,”
she whispered as she lowered Harriet’s legs onto the mat, and started to untie
her arms. “Once I have these free, can
you untie your own legs while I do something else?”
She smiled as
her mother nodded, removing the ropes around her chest and wrists before she
untied the white scarf and eased it out.
Harriet rolled over and sat up, rubbing her wrists as Casey walked
quietly over, and removed the gun from their guard’s lap.
She watched
as her mother untied her legs and stood up, before she said “Hey – Asshole.”
The guard
suddenly raised his head and saw Harriet standing there, then turned to see
Casey pointing the gun at him.
“You – face
down on that mat now. Mum – take this
gun and cover us while I take care of him.”
“Plssdntlfthmmhrrrr.”
Diana tried
to plead with them, but the flesh coloured plaster they had smoothed over her
mouth kept her lips closed together – and the scarf behind them in place –
while one of the men fastened a coat over her bound arms, covering the crotch
rope that rubbed against her with each step.
“Don’t worry,
I’m sure someone will find them eventually,” the man said with a sneer, as one
of the group looked out, turning and nodding his head. They gathered at the door, Tanya, Tammy and
Suzanne struggling and trying to call for help, while at the same time trying not
to get more excited as the ropes worked on them.
“Enjoy the
rest of you day, ladies,” he said before they all removed their balaclavas, and
walked out, surrounding Diana as the door closed behind them.
“Hmfknggdddthstdstrcng,”
Tammy said as she let out a low groan.
“Tmemee!!!”
“Sreemmmbtts,”
she said as she wriggled round, and then moaned again.
“Cnussnssrs?”
Tammy shook
her head as she looked at Suzanne, and then glanced at the desk at the front of
the classroom. Looking over, Suzanne
could see the screwdriver left there by someone, and nodded as she started to
shuffle forward on her knees, stopping far too often as the ropes made her need
to compose herself again...
“In here!”
All three
turned as the door was opened, and Miss Hardcastle came in with two police
officers.
“Oh my – we
need to get you free,” she said as she took in the situation, and the officers
went to untie Tammy and Tanya, Miss Hardcastle herself taking care of Suzanne.
“How... How did you know,” Suzanne said after the
head teacher had peeled the tape from her mouth, and taken out the cloth.
“Another
family were taken hostage – but they managed to free themselves and overpower
their guard, alerting me at the same time.
Asking around the year 7s led me to the message passed to your aunt, and
we came here as soon as the police arrived.”
“And Aunt
Diana?”
“Waiting for
you in my office with the other family – take a moment to compose yourselves,
and then I’ll take you there.”
“Thank you,”
Diana said as she hugged both Josie and Casey, “you saved all of us.”
“I’m just
glad we had those lessons,” Casey said as the door opened, and Suzanne ran in,
embracing her aunt as Tammy and Tanya joined them.”
“All right,”
Harriet said, “I can see why those lessons were useful now. How are you all?”
“In need of a
hot bath and a drink,” Tanya said quietly, “you?”
“Not as scared
as I was earlier – who were they?”
“They’d been
hired by a man who was holding up a major deal I am negotiating – I guess he
felt this was the only way he could stop me.
He’ll regret that decision – but not today. Please, allow me to take all of us out to
dinner – we can talk over what happened there.”
All of them
nodded as a police officer came in. “Mrs
Stoner – can I talk to you and the girls for a few minutes please?”
“We’ll wait
here,” Tanya said, “and thank you again.”
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