Jay and The
Family Trust
“SUE! TOM!
Have you two logged onto your lessons yet?”
“Yes Mum – but
remember we have the afternoon off while you show us that film!”
“How could I
forget,” Elaine said as she shook her head.
The job as the live-in housekeeper for the Thompson family at least
provided a roof over her head for her and her children – a welcome reprise
especially after the messy divorce – but with the school in a Covid-related
lockdown, it meant she had to trust they were doing their lessons while she
cleaned round.
Elaine was in
her mid-thirties, and was wearing a dark blue dress with a floral print on it,
her red-brown hair falling to her shoulders as the sleeves came to her elbows,
dark tights and knee length black riding style boots. Turning on the hoover, she hummed to herself
as she started to make her way round the downstairs rooms of the house, not
paying much attention to the ongoings outside.
In an upstairs
room, Sue and Tom were looking at separate laptops, listening to their lessons
through headphones. Sue was the oldest,
at eleven years old, her hair the same colour as her mother’s but pulled back
in a ponytail. She was wearing a blue
slip dress, dark tights and brown knee length boots, looking at the screen
through her large glasses. Tom was
eight, and was wearing a green t-shirt with the batman logo on the front, khaki
pants and brown shoes.
They could not
hear anything outside the room, especially the sound of the intercom for the
external gate as it rang. Elaine did
hear it, however, as she pressed the button and said “yes?”
“Delivery for
George Thompson,” a male voice with an Australian accent said.
“Who is it
from?”
“I don’t know –
the invoice says office supplies. Can
you buzz us in? We’ll be out of your
hair in five minutes.”
“Oh, all
right,” Elaine said as she opened the main gates up, and then made her way to
the front door. Glancing out of the
window, she saw a van pull up, and shook her head as she opened the door.
“Can you just…”
“Hello Elaine,”
the man standing there answered in a Geordie accent, “can you just step back a
minute, and then tell me where your children are?”
“Well done –
and enjoy your weekend everyone.”
Sue smiled as
she turned the laptop off, and looked at Tom.
“You finished?”
“Yeah – now we
can… Who are you?”
“Hullo, Sue,
Tom,” one of the two women standing there said in a broad Scottish accent, “Ma
name is Mrs McPhee, ahn this is Ophelia.
Now, dinnae be scared, but we hae a surprise fer both o ye.”
Sue and Tom
looked at the two women, both wearing blue boiler suits, black gloves – and black
balaclavas over their heads so that only their eyes and mouths were
visible. Sue then said “oh no – are you robbers?”
“We are,”
Ophelia said as she walked in with Mrs McPhee, “but we’re not going to hurt
you. Your mother has told us of the plan
for today, and you’re still going to see the film – just a little differently.”
“what do you want
us to do,” Tom whispered as he saw the lengths of rope in MRs McPhee’s gloved
hand.
“Fer noo, out
yer hands together in prayer,” she said with a smile, “ah’ll make sure ye
cannae move them apart, and then we’ll take ye both down fer lunch. Okay?”
“Tom! Sue!”
“we’re all
right Mum,” Sue said, “Mrs McPhee didn’t scare us.” The two children came into the dining room
and sat down, raising their bound wrists as Ophelia and Mrs McPhee tied rope
round their waists to keep them in the chair.
They could see their mother looking at them as she put plates of sandwiches
and glasses of juice where they could reach them.
Tom looked at
the men who were in the room with them – three of them, both also wearing
boiler suits, gloves and masks, while a fourth man came in. “Phones disabled – but I left the internet
running as you asked Jay,” he said, Sue thinking he sounded like someone from
Neighbours.
“Excellent –
Tom, Sue, my name is Jay Edwards, and me and my friends are going to be
spending the day here,” one of the men said in a funny accent. “Now, you will need to be kept in the same
place as your mother, and be nice and quiet, but I promise you we won’t harm
you, so long as you do as we say.”
They both
nodded, strangely calmed by his voice as Elaine said “eat and drink up – we’re
still going to watch the film together.”
“Okay Mum,” Sue
said as she saw Mrs McPhee kneel beside her, and then wrap more white rope
round her ankles, pulling them tightly together before taking the rope round
and between her legs. She did the same
thing with her legs below her knees, while Ophelia started to bind Tom’s legs
in the same way.
“Dinnae worry,”
the Scottish woman said as she stood up and put her gloved hand on Sue’s
shoulder, “ye’ll get tae hop around later.”
“Why do I
believe you when you say you won’t harm them?”
“Because it is
the truth,” Jay said with a smile as the children ate, “our busines sis with
the master of the house, but you will all act as a – persuasive influence. Now, you should eat and drink as well – busy
afternoon ahead…”
Sue and Tom
looked at each other, before they both smiled and said “okay then – let’s make
this an adventure.”
“Guid – eat up
noo…”
“there ye gae –
jump up on the cooch noo.”
Tom and Sue
nodded as they jumped across the front room, and pushed themselves back onto
the long couch, watching as Ophelia used more rope to secure their wrists to
the rope below their knees.
“I don’t think
the Thompsons will mind you being in here,” Elaine said as she sat with
them. Her wrists were secured together
behind her back with rope, while she watched the other man – Robert – bind her
ankles tightly together with rope as well.
“Can you make
the funny noise, Mummy,” Sue said as she tried to move her legs, making a
squeaking sound with her boots.
“Let me try,”
Elaine said as she watched Robert bind her legs, and then twisted round, making
a similar noise. As she did so, she
watched Mrs McPhee smooth strips of a white tape down over the mouths of her
children, and then pass the roll to Jay.
“Now, you can
try to sing along, but just relax – I am sure others will come soon,” he said
as covered her own mouth, Elaine nodding as Ophelia found the Disney+ channel,
and they settled down to watch Soul…
As she drove up
to the gates of the house, Helen Thompson looked across at her sixteen year old
daughter Bobbi playing on her Switch.
Her long brown hair was platted into two pigtails, and she was wearing a
grey sweatshirt, jeans and high top black trainers.
“I know this is
not how you wanted to spend today,” Helen said with a sigh, “but I promise you,
it will not take too long.”
“Okay Mum,”
Bobbi said without looking up as Helen brought the Daimler to a stop outside
the front of the house. She was wearing
a long grey and black top, the same design on the front as on Bobbi’s, as well
as dark leggings and an old pair of brown leather boots.
“Well, let’s
get this over with,” Helen said as they both got out of the car and walked up
to the house. As Helen opened the door,
Bobbi walked in without raising her head – and then gasped as she was grabbed
from behind, and a leather gloved hand pressed down over her mouth.
Helen followed
her – and saw the masked man holding and hand gagging her daughter, before he
spoke in a soft North of England accent.
“You would be Helen
Thompson, which makes this Bobbi,” he said as he smiled. “My name is Jay Edwards – I presume you have
heard of me?”
“Jay – damn,”
Helen whispered as she felt someone take her hands behind her back, and then
felt the rope as it rubbed on her wrists, holding them firmly together. “We’re going to be here a while, aren’t we?”
“Indeed – and I
know you are a recent widower. My
condolences – remain calm, and tell me if you need to call anyone.”
“I don’t –
Bobbi, I’m sorry, I think we’re going to be here for some time. You need to call Kerry and the girls.”
“Tell them you
have been – detained on family business,” Jay said as Bobbi looked back at him,
“it has the added incentive of being true, but do not mention us. When you are done, you will hand your mobile phone
to my friend Ophelia here – understand?”
Bobbi slowly
nodded as Jay released her, and she fished her iPhone from her pocket, dialling
a number.
“Kerry? Hey – I’m sorry, I can’t come to the film.
“Family meeting
– I can’t get out, so give the others my love, and we’ll catch up tomorrow.
“Bye,” she said
before she ended the call and handed the phone to the masked woman, Jay taking
her own hands behind her back before she felt the rope he was using on her.
“now,” he said
as he tied the rope off, and guided her to the door, “let us join the
housekeeper and her children – I am sure they want to greet you.”
“Hmshrehee,”
Elaine mumbled through the tape as she saw Helen and Bobbi come in.
“It’s – not
your fault,” Helen said as she was sat on the floor, Bobbi sitting next to her
as a second masked woman came over with rope.
“Ah’m Mrs
McPhee,” she said as she put Bobbi’s ankles together, and pulled the rope
tightly round them. “Later ahn, ah need
ye tae be the adult at a girl’s sleepover – but richt noo, remain still and
quiet.”
“Quiet –
how?” Bobbi then heard the peeling
sound, and watched the man called Jay smooth white tape over her mother’s
mouth, and then bind her ankles and legs as well.
“Htsfhnn,” Sue
mumbled, her lips moving under the tape as she felt the rope round her own
legs, and then the tape over her mouth – and then she heard the second car
coming up the driveway.
“your sister,
unless I am very much mistaken,” Jay said as he stood up. “Robert, Mrs McPhee – welcome them, please.”
“Looks like
your Aunt Helen is already here,” Jo Thompson said as she got out of the
car. She was wearing a black jacket over
a light blue dress covered with white polka dots. A wide black leather belt was round her
waist, and she was wearing a pair of knee length black velvet boots.
“So Bobbi is
here as well – great, time to be bossed round,” her ten year old daughter
Joanne said as she got out. She had her
blonde hair up on her head in a bun, and was wearing a faded cream coloured
vest top with a pattern on the front, faded jeans and white trainers. They walked to the front door, Jo opening it
and walking in as she called out “hey Helen- you in the front room?”
There was no
reply, but they could hear the sound from the television as they walked into
the front room- only to stop and stare as Mrs McPhee said “so this is yer
sister and niece – welcome, bof of ye, this is a true family gathering.”
“Helen, what
is…”
“Hello,” Jay
said as he stood in front of them, “and welcome to the gathering. My name is Jay Edwards – do as me and my
friends tell you to, and everyone has an exciting time. Please, start by giving me your mobile
phones.”
“Jay… Is he robbing George and Brenda?”
“Hfhnksh,”
Helen mumbled through the tape as they both handed over their mobile phones,
and then felt someone guide their hands behind their back, Joanne looking at
her mother as they both felt the rope round them.
“I need you to
be brave Joanne,” Jo said quietly, “this is not like last time. I… I
trust them.”
“Okay Mum,”
Joanne said quietly as she looked at her cousin sitting on the floor, and then
at Sue and Tom as they giggled under their tape gags. “Does it…
Does it hurt?”
“Nhh- shnhss”
Bobbi said as she twisted round, while Jo and Joanne were taken to the long
couch, Joanne sitting next to Sue and her mother next to her.
“Whhrhrstsnhtkhkthrs,”
Tom asked as he looked at Jay.
“Well you had
your lunch to eat, didn’t you,” he said with a smile.
“aye – bit messy
wioot hands, ah fink,” Mrs McPhee said as she knelt by Joanne and started to
tie her ankles together. “Noo the furst
time fer ye, rucht?”
Joanne nodded
slowly as she felt the rope rubbing on her legs, the cuffs of her legs flaring
out under the band. “Dinnae be afraid –
we’ll no hurt ye, and later, ye’ll all be the same, all richt?”
“What – tied up
and gagged like this,” Jo asked as the other masked woman secured her legs together
below her knees.
“Well – a bit
more securely,” Jay said with a smile, “once the man of the house goes to
conduct some business for us, we’ll make sure you are all comfortable and secured.”
“How?”
“Ye’ll see,”
Mrs McPhee said as she pulled the rope between the young girl’s legs and tied
the ends off, then stood up and picked up from a side cabinet a roll of white
tape. “Fer noo, lips togefer…”
The Range Rover
came to a stop outside the house as Brenda Thompson got out from the front
passenger seat. She had long curled
strawberry blonde hair, and was wearing a red dress with elbow length sleeves,
a black lace trim at her elbows, as well as over the knee black felt
boots. She watched as her husband George
got out, and then opened the rear door to unfasten the belts from the child
seat.
George Thompson
looked round and stroked his short brown beard.
He was wearing a red shirt, which was open at the neck, and blue jeans
with highly polished black shoes.
“My sisters are
here,” he said with a smile as Brenda helped their four yer old son Billy out
of the car. He was also wearing a red
shirt, his one a deeper shade and fastened at the neck, as well as his own
black jeans and shoes.
“Can I play
with Tom, daddy,” he asked as he took George’s hand.
“Well, let’s
see what he is doing now,” he said as they walked in – and then stopped as they
saw the masked men standing in the hallway.
“Hello George –
my name is Jay Edwards,” one of them said, “and I know you know what that
means.”
George looked
at the men, and said one word.
“shit.”
“Daddy?”
“Billy,” Brenda
said quietly, “I need you to be a very brave boy. This man and his – friends – are robbers, and
they are going to steal from me and Daddy.”
“Will they take
my things as well?”
“Ach no – yer
things are safe,” a masked woman said as she came out of the front room. “Ah’m Mrs McPhee Billy – so I sound scary to
ye?”
“You sound
funny.”
“but no scary,
richt? Trust me – ah’ll no hurt ye. Can ye put yer hands togefer in front fer
me?”
“Just do as the
lady says, Billy,” George said quietly as he watched his son put his hands
together, and then Mrs McPhee quickly lash them together with white rope.
“It feels
funny,” Billy said as he looked over at his mother – and saw that a masked man
had walked behind her, and taken her hands behind her back.
“Cum wi me,”
Mrs McPhee said as she tied the rope off, and then took him into the front
room.
“The rest of
your family are in there, along with your housekeeper and her children,” Jay
said as they heard Billy say “cool…”
“You can both come into the kitchen with me, and I will explain what is
going to happen.”
“Don’t hurt
them…”
“We won’t – if
you do as we say,” Jay said to Brenda as she felt the rope tighten round her
wrists, “after you.” The group walked
into the kitchen, George and Brenda sitting at the table as Jay smiled at them.
“Let me guess –
I’m going with one of your men and they will force me to make a transfer.”
“Several actually
– spreading the love,” Jay said as he looked at them. “In the meantime, the children are watching a
film, and later you can order pizzas for everyone.”
“And then?”.
“And then…”
“Thanks,”
Elaine said as she took some of the boxes and handed them to Brenda.
“Big Pizza
Party?”
“Yeah – my
son’s birthday,” Elaine replied, smiling as she took the receipt, and then
closed the door.
“Well done,”
Ophelia said as she took the other boxes from her. “Shall we join the others?”
“I need to say
thank you, Elaine – I know this could not be easy.”
“No easier for
you, Mrs Thomson,” Elaine said as they carried the boxes into the dining
room. The children were all sat in the
seats, as were Jo and Helen – rope round their waists to keep them in place,
and their wrists freed.
“Excellent,”
Jay said as the boxes were laid out, and then Elaine and Brenda took their
seats, raising their arms as two of the men tied ropes round their waists, and
then walked round, peeling the tape away from everyone’s mouth.
“Well, not what
we planned to do tonight,” George said with a smile, “but dig in everyone – I
think this may be the only food we get tonight.”
“Thanks Dad,”
Billy said as they all grabbed slices of pizza. “I was scared at first, but
@Mrs McPhee and Ophelia took good care of us.”
“Yeah – we
weren’t scared at all,” Bobbi said as she looked round the table.
“Well, I was,”
Helen said quietly, “but somehow I knew you really did want to take care of
us. I – trusted you.”
“I think we all
did – which sounds really strange,” Elaine said. “I mean, Sue – what do you think?”
Sue swallowed
some of the vegetable supreme pizza, and then said “I know – so what are we
going to do after supper, Miss Ophelia?”
“Well,” the
other woman said with a smile, “we need Billy’s father to go with one f our
friends to his place of work, and do something for us. As for you, we’re going to ask you all to
change into bed clothes, and then – remember when I said you would all be that
same?”
As Sue nodded,
Ophelia said “well, you will all be the same – and just as quiet, but we’ll
make it fun for you. I think a sleepover
for the three of you, and the boys can watch a film in Billy’s bedroom.”
“And the four
of us,” Jo said as she looked at Jay.
“Oh, you’ll be
quiet and still as well…”
“Have you all
had enough to eat?”
As he looked
round the table and saw them all nod, Jay said “good – boys first, I
think. Mrs McPhee, take Elaine with you
to the boy’s bedrooms, make sure they change and then start to preapre them.”
“Of course,
Jay,” the Scottish woman said as she untied the ropes aroudn the legs of Billy
and Tom, and then released them from the chairs, smiling as they both stood
up.
“Let’s do
this,” Elaine said as she and Mrs McPhee took the hands of Tom and Billy, and
led them out of the room, as Jay said “perhaps you can make some coffee,
Brenda.”
“What are you
going to do,” Toim asked as they went into his bedroom.
“First things
first,” his mother said, “change into your pyjamas.”
“Ahn get ah
pair of sports socks,” Mrs McPhee said with a smile as she put a bag down on
the bed. Tom looked over, and then
nodded as he changed into a pair of long blue checked pyjama bottoms, and a
blue t-shirt with a white crest on the front.
“Guid,” Mrs
McPhee said as he handed her a pair of white socks, “I need ye to hold these
fer me ahn make fists.” She took the
socks and handed him two sponge balls, Billy watching as he gripped them in his
hands, then as Mrs McPhee took a roll of silver tape from the bag and wound
them round, making it look as if he was wearing boxing gloves.
“Well – this is
different,” Tom said quietly as the masked woman then pulled the socks up over
his hands, and then taped them to his forearms.
She then guided his hands behind his back and crossed his wrists, before
she bound them tightly together with white rope.
“You weren’t
kidding – we will have our hands behind us,” Billy whispered as Mrs McPhee then
took a longer length of rope and passed it round Tom, forcing his arms against
his sides as she made one band round his stomach, and another round his upper
arms.
“Tom, are you
all right?”
“Yeah, Mum,”
tom said quietly as Mrs McPhee used two shorter ropes to tighten the bands
between his arms and body, “it feels like a big hug.”
“When you do
this to me,” Billy said quietly, “are we going back downstairs?”
“Fer a while –
why?”
“I want Fang to
come with me.”
“Ahn who is
Fang?” Mrs McPhee said as Tom turned round.
“Let’s go to my
room,” Billy said as they went to another bedroom, Mrs McPhee laughing as he picked
up a stuffed Husky cub.
“This is Fang –
can he stay with me?”
“O course he
can,” Mrs McPhee said with a smile, Tom and Elaine watching as billy changed
into a pair of blue pyjama bottoms with boats and sea creatures on them, and a long
sleeved burnt orange top.
“I’m ready,”
Billy said as he held his hands out, Elaine taking a pair of sports socks from
the drawer while Tom watched…
“Wow – and
you’ll do that to us,” Sue said as Tom and Billy came back into the front room,
their arms and upper bodies secured.
“Yeah, we
will,” Ophelia said with a smile as the boys sat down, Mrs McPhee taking more
ropes from a large bag as she knelt in front of them on the couch. The others had been freed, George sitting
with Brenda as Jay looked at them.
“time for the
girls to change, I think – can we find pyjamas for them?”
“We keep some
for the girls here,” Brenda said, “in Sue’s room?”
“Then that is
where we will go,” Ophelia said with a smile. “Perhaps you will come with us, Jo and
Helen? So that you can be assured they
are unharmed when we bind them?”
“I trust you
with her,” Elaine said as she sat with the boys, Ophelia nodding as the group
left the room.
“Daddy, are you
going to be all right?”
“I’ll be fine,”
George said as he looked at Billy. “I
need you here with Tom to keep an eye on your mother, all right?”
“I will Daddy,”
Billy said as Jay looked over the room.
“Make sure the
internet is disconnected now – we know there is a PlayStation in Tom’s room,
and we can play a film on that.”
Tom and Billy
nodded as they wriggled round, their ankles and legs now secured with ropes
that were cinched and tight. Smiling Jay looked at the clock on the
mantlepiece.
“It’s time –
Robert, get ready to accompany George to the office. You know what needs to be done when you get
there.”
“Be brave,”
George said as he kissed his wife on the forehead, and then stood up, heading
to the hallway with Robert as the two other men stood guard in the room.
“well, you are
certainly the same now,” Brenda said as the three girls came in, their arms
behind their backs and bands of rope round their stomachs and upper arms. Sue was wearing a pair of pink silk pyjamas,
the jacket with short sleeves and white trim on both pants and jacket, while
Joanne was wearing a similar pair in blood red silk. Bobbi’s pyjamas were blue, with around
sleeved top instead of a pyjama jacket.
As they came
past, Brenda could see the white socks pulled up over their hands, as well as
the way their wrists had been crossed and tied together, the ropes behind their
backs holding the bands together as well.
“Have a seat,”
Jay said as he indicated the other couch, all three sitting down and giggling
as Jo and Helen came in.
“I see you’re
all ready.”
“We are, Uncle George,”
Joanne said as she wriggled round, “it feels nice, actually.”
Jo raised an
eyebrow as Jay shook his head. “Right
then,” he said, “do as my friend says, and they will all be just fine.” He looked at Robert and said “take him there,
contact at usual intervals.”
The masked man
nodded as he took George by the arm and walked him out, while Ophelia and Mrs
McPhee looked at the boys.
“Will you
gentlemen carry them up to Tom’s room,” Ophelia said as she looked across the
room, “and we’ll get them watching a film.”
“See you later
Mum,” Tom said as he and Billy were lifted up and carried out of the room,
Ophelia taking a bag as she followed them.
Mrs McPhee then took more ropes and said “richt – who’s furst?”
“Me,” Sue said,
watching as she doubled one length of rope over and knelt in front of her, then
swiftly bound her ankles tightly together.
She then secured her legs together below her knees, the material
compressed as the rope went around and between her legs, before she moved over
to Joanne. The red material seemed to
lighten under the tension of the ropes as her legs were lashed together, before
Mrs McPhee went to Bobbi.
“The boys?”
“Watching
Justice League International,” Ophelia said as she came in, “so who is next?”
“Time for you
ladies to change,” Jay said as he looked at the older women.
“Helen,” Elaine
said as she stood up, “I have a spare nightshirt, fi Mrs Thompson…”
“Brenda?”
Elaine looked
over as she said “let’s drop the formalities, we’re all going to be the same
anyway. I can loan Jo a nightshirt as
well. Elaine – look in at the boys
please?”
Elaine nodded
as Ophelia took another bag from the larger one, and then took her and Helen to
her bedroom. “Thanks,” Helen said as she
closed the door.
“For what?”
“For making
sure none of the men see us undress,” Helen said with a smile as Elaine opened
a drawer, taking two nightshirts out putting one on the bed before she sat down
and removed her boots. She stripped off,
and then pulled on a long pale blue nightshirt with a fern print on the front.
“I guess we’re
going to need socks as well?”
Ophelia nodded
as Helen changed into a grey-blue nightdress with a picture of a panda on the
front, watching Ophelia as she made Elaine hold two sponge balls in her hands,
and covered them with silver tape.
“So – no
untying each other?”
“Not without
some considerable effort – and we’re going to make it not worth the while,”
Ophelia said as she then covered Elaine’s silver gloved hands, and taped the
socks to her arms. “Your turn.”
“Joanne?”
The older girl
looked at Sue before she whispered “yeah?”
“how… How do you feel tied like this?”
Joanne looked
over at Bobbi before she said “how do you feel?”
“I don’t know –
these bands pressing down on me, it feels different…” Sue wriggled round, and then gasped softly.
“Ah – gotcha,”
Joanne said quietly. “Look – you’re
growing up, and you’re going to discover a few things.”
“Do I need to
tell Mum?”
“Maybe later,” Joanne
said with a smile as Bobbi wriggled round, a smile on her lips.
“Well – this is
tight,” Helen whispered as Ophelia fed the rope under her arm on one side, and
then pulled it gently up, making the bands framing her chest tighter as she
lifted Helen’s hair up and took it round the back of her neck, then under the
other arm as Elaine watched. They both
had their wrists secured together behind their backs, and then bands of rope
round their upper body, forming two bands that pressed their arms against their
bodies.
“Yeah – I
wonder what sue is thinking,” Elaine whispered as she wriggled round, “because
the way I’m feeling…”
“A discussion,
possibly, for another time,” Ophelia said as she tied the rope off. “Now, shall we look in on the boys?”
“Please,” Elaine
said as they left her bedroom, and then they looked into Tom’s room.
“Hmmhhhm?”
Both boys were
sitting on his bed, rope running from their ankles to the foot of the bed, and
white scarves folded and tied tightly round their heads to cover their mouths.
“Having fun
boys?”
They both
nodded s Jay looked at the masked man in the room. “Keep an eye on them,” she said as they
walked slowly down the stairs.
“Helen – how is
Billy?”
“He’s quiet,
but he’s safe,” Helen said as she and Elaine slowly sat down, Ophelia looking
at the other two women.
“Your turn –
shall we?”
“It’s not as bad
as it looks,” Helen said as Jo and Brenda stood up and left the room. She then looked at the three girls, as Jay
said “the girls are going to go up to Sue’s room in a little while – but we
need to make sur they stay silent first.”
“the boys had a
scarf tied over their mouths,” Elaine said, “that seemed to keep them very
quiet.”
“that was just
the last layer,” Jay said as Bobbi looked at her mother.
“Mum – these
ropes make me feel…”
“I know – all
of you, try to stay as still as you can,” Helen said as she saw Mrs McPhee fold
three cloths.
“Moofs wide open,
gals,” she said, the three girls nodding as she pushed a folded cloth into each
of their mouths, and then used a strip of towelling with a knot tied in the
middle as a cleave gag.
“That’s under
the folded scarf?”
“And this,” Jay
said as Mrs McPhee then picker up a wide roll of white tape, and tore the end
free, wrapping it tightly round Sue’s head and then tearing the end free before
she did the same to the other two girls.
This was then followed by a band of silver tape, the white tape visible
under the edges, and then a folded white scarf was tied round the head of each
girl, making it look like a gag from a film.
“Whllththt,”
Bobbi mumbled, the other three nodding as Jo and Brenda came back in with their
upper bodies bound. Jo was wearing a long
white nightdress, the socks taped to the edges of the sleeves, while Brenda was
wearing a long leopard print nightdress.
“Richt,
lassies,” Mrs McPhee said, “on yer feet ahn oop the stahrs. Time tae hae fun upstairs.”
“We’ll see you
later girls,” Elaine said as they all nodded, and then jumped out of the room,
the four women looking at each other.
Eventually, she said “so, how are you feeling?”
“Strange – I
mean, the boys are happy, the girls are happy, and I’m not panicking,” Brenda
said as she wriggled round. “How do you
do that?”
“It’s a gift,”
Jay said quietly, “so you can sit and talk for a while, but then we take you to
Elaine and Brenda’s room. Helen, you
will go with Elaine, and Jo with Brenda.”
“Sounds fine to
me – if we’re going to be quiet and unable to move,” Helen said with a
smile. “What’s going to happen to the
girls?”
“We’ll show you
before we take you to the bedrooms,” Jay said with a smile, “for now, relax…”
“Excellent –
once he has completed the final extraction, secure and vacate the premises,”
Jay said as he looked at the four women.
Ending the call, he said to Brenda “Your husband is doing all we asked
him to do. So, time we got you all
settled for the night – but before we take you up, we need to silence you.”
“I guessed as
much,” Brenda said as she looked round the room. “We’ll talk later ladies.”
The other three
nodded as one by one a folded cloth was put into their mouths by Ophelia, Mrs
McPhee following with the knotted towelling strip before Jay wrapped the white
band tightly round their heads. Ophelia
then wound the silver tape round their heads, before Mrs McPhee tied folded
blue scarves round their heads.
“Shall we?”
They nodded as
they stood up and walked with Jay, Ophelia and Mrs McPhee, climbing the stairs
and then looking in Tommy’s room. The
two boys were lying on their sides, fast asleep their chests rising and
falling.
When they
looked into Sue’s room, the three girls were lying on her bed, wriggling round
with their eyes closed as music played quietly.
Elaine nodded as Sue turned and looked over.
“Ghnhtmhm…”
“Ghhnhtswhhtthrt,”
Elaine said as they walked to her room, Jo and Brenda watching as they sat on
the opposite sides of the bed. Mrs
McPhee and Ophelia crossed their ankles and bound them tightly together with
rope, before they secured their legs below their knees, lifting the edges of
the nightdresses out of the way as they did so.
They were then
helped to lie facing each other as their legs were bent, and their ankles
secured to their chest ropes. “Lay
still, you will sleep soon,” Jay said as the other four left the room, then
turned the light off as they looked at each other.
They then
walked to the master bedroom, Jo and Brenda sitting as their ankles were also
crossed and secured, and then their legs secured together above their knees, gathering
the material of the nightdresses underneath as the ropes were pulled tighter
and tighter. They both nodded as they
were lied on their sides and hogtied, Jay turning the lights off as they
stepped out.
“Please make
sure the girls sleep comfortably,” Jay said to Mrs McPhee and Ophelia, as the
man came out of Tom’s room. “Check the
mothers every fifteen minutes,” Jay said quietly, “until I give the word. We’ll be cleaning up downstairs.”
As he walked
down the stairs, he felt the phone in his pocket buzz and took it out.
“This is Jay
Edwards.
“Good – and you
found everything you needed to?
“Excellent –
we’ll see you tomorrow. Until then…”
Brenda looked
at Billy as he lay beside her in the back of the van. Both of them had their wrists tied together
behind their backs, their ankles and legs tied, and white tape over their
mouths as they bumped up and down.
“Hlhhfuhmhmmhe,”
Billy said as he looked over.
“Hlhhffuhthh –
dhhdhwehlfhndhs,” Brenda mumbled in response.
“Hsdhddhdd.”
Brenda looked
at Billy, and then opened her eyes to see Jo looking at her. The sunlight was starting to stream through
the closed curtains, as Jo said “Dhrrhmhnn?”
“Yhhs –
thhfrs?”
“Hchnnhrmhfhmhntnt,
bht….”
“BRENDA!”
“Hfhfnkghd,”
she said as she heard the footsteps, and then saw George run in with police
officers behind him. He ran over and
removed the layered gag, before he kissed his wife and said “the kids are fine
– you?”
“I’ll live,”
Brenda said as she buried her head in his chest…
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