Polite
Detention
“Well, are you
ready to go to this engagement party?”
“Just about
Mum,” Nancy said as she fixed her earrings into place, and looked at herself in
the mirror. She then picked up the
jewelled necklace and fastened it around her neck, and slipped the brown Alice
band into her long brown hair to keep it from her eyes.
She stood up
and looked at herself in the full length mirror, the strapless dress hugging
her body as she twisted round. The fabric
had a metallic sheen, the cream pattern on a chocolate brown background, the
skirt coming from above her knee on one side to nearly touch the floor behind
on the other.
As she walked
down the stairs, she twisted round, enjoying the feel of the fabric on her skin
as she did so – it was so tight, that underwear was not an option, and she knew
her mother was thinking the same thing with her dress.
As she walked
in, she saw her mother standing by the drinks cabinet. Alex was wearing a tight black dress, a
halter neck design with a frilled neckline, and a very short dress that had two
tails hanging down the back. She smiled
as she handed her daughter a glass of brandy, as Nancy saw the way the sheer
fabric of her mother’s dress hugged her body.
“I can’t
believe Suzie is finally tying the knot,” Alex said as she sat down.
“Has to happen
to anyone at some time,” Nancy said after she had taken a sip, “so I guess we
go to this party, see what happens?”
“I guess so –
at least we may get a little excitement,” Alex said with a sigh.
“Good evening
ladies.”
Both women
suddenly turned and looked to the door, then stood up as they stared at the two
men standing there. They were
identically dressed, black leather jackets over sweaters, dark trousers, black
shoes, black gloves, black balaclavas covering their heads so that only their
eyes and lips were visible.
“Who… What…”
“Please, do not
spoil a perfectly nice moment by reaching for those purses, where I am sure your
phones are located,” the taller of the two men said. “Sit down, relax, enjoy your drinks. Mister Small, if you would do the necessary?”
“Of course
Mister Tall,” the other masked man said as he walked round, Alex and Nancy
watching as he picked up their handbags, and removed their phones, turning them
off and placing them to one side.
“Mister
Tall… Mister small… You’re the Gentlemen Robbers?”
“Our reputation
precedes us once again, Mister Tall,” the smaller man said with a smile as he
walked back over. “Would it be impolite to
ask your names?”
The two women
looked at each other, before Nancy said “would it be impolite to ask you
yours?”
“No – I am
Mister Tall, my friend Mister Small.”
“I meant your
real names?”
“Ah – we must
regretfully decline,” Mister Small said with a smile, “but we find it is a much
more pleasurable experience if we can communicate on first name terms, so may
we?”
“I’m Alex – my
daughter, Nancy.”
“See – that wasn’t
so bad was it,” Mister Small said with a smile.
“Now, you know who we are, so I would imagine you know why we are here?”
“To rob us, at
a guess?”
“Indeed,”
Mister Tall said, “and as such, with deep regret, we have to ensure you are
unable to communicate with the authorities and raise the alarm. So, I also have to say with regret, your
plans for tonight will have to be temporarily put on hold.”
“Well, I guess
that means the party is a no go,” Alex said, Nancy nodding as she put her glass
down. “So does that mean you are going
to have two helpless women at your mercy?”
“My dear Alex,”
Mister Tall said with a smile, “if you have heard of us, then you will know
that the most we do is ensure neither of you can raise the alarm, and no more
than that.”
Nancy looked at
her mother, who was breathing slightly heavily, before she said “so you’re
going to do what – tie us up and gag us?”
“Essentially,
yes,” Mister Tall said as Mister Small walked behind them. “And I see no reason to delay any further –
please sit back, hands on your heads, feet up and resting on that coffee table
with your ankles crossed, and remain quiet.”
The two women
looked at each other, and then did as they had been asked to do, Nancy’s skirt
slipping down her legs as he did so. “Tank
you,” Mister Tall said as he stood in front of them. “Mister Small, if you would fetch the bag
please?”
The smaller of
the two men nodded as he left the room for a moment, returning with a leather
gym bag which he placed on one of the armchairs. He smiled at the two women, and then opened
it, taking out a length of white rope and doubling it over as he handed it to
Mister Tall.
“If you would
not mind, Alex, I need you to lean forward, and cross your wrists behind your
back.”
“I do mind –
but I don’t have a choice, do I?”
“No – no you
don’t,” Mister Tall replied, the older woman nodding as she leaned forward,
while Mister Small took out another length of rope and walked to where Nancy
had her feet on the coffee table. Kneeling
down, he smiled as he doubled over the rope and wrapped it around Nancy’s
ankles, feeding the ends through the middle and then pulling gently back as the
rope held her thin ankles together.
“Well, I’m not
going anywhere,” she said quietly as she watched Mister Small wrap the rope round
her legs, then separate the ends and take them between her legs to tighten the
binding.
“Naturally, but
be assured,” Mister Small said as he tied the ends at the back of her legs, “you
will be comfortable.”
“How are you
doing Mum,” Nancy said as she looked at Alex, and she saw Mister Tall start to
wrap a longer length of rope round her body, pulling it tight under her chest
as her arms were forced int her sides.
She saw her mother biting her lower lip as he continued, the bands stretching
the front of her dress over her chest the material almost turning translucent
as she saw the nipples of her breasts underneath.
“Please, the dress
might…”
Mister Tall
glanced down, and said quietly “be assured, your mother’s modesty will be
maintained. Mister Small?”
“Forgive me,
Nancy,” Mister Small said as he folded the skirt of her dress back, and then
began to bind her legs together below her knees, Nancy watching as the white
rope pressed down on the bare flesh of her legs. She was surprised not just at the gentle way
in which he was doing it, and at how tight it was, but at how comfortable t was
as well.
As he tied the
ends off, Mister Small folded back her skirt, and smiled as he stood up, while
Mister Tall cinched the chest ropes he had tied on Alex with two shorter
lengths between her arms and body. “There
now,” he said as she wriggled round, “I trust that is not too uncomfortable?”
“Uncomfortable is
not quit how I would describe it,” Alex said as she wriggled round.
“How would you
describe it, Mum?”
Alex looked at
her daughter, and blushed as she said “different. So what happens now?”
“I need you to
stand up,” Mister Tall said quietly, as Mister Small took more lengths of rope
from the bag and handed them to his companion.
“We are going to go upstairs.”
“To rob me?”
“To rob you –
Mister Small, please make sure Nancy is comfortable.”
“Please,” the smaller
masked man said quietly, “lean forward, and put your hands behind your back.” As Nancy did this, Alex slowly stood up, and
said “I think we’re going to be safe – do as he says” before she walked out of
the room with Mister Tall.
“So what
happens next,” she said as she felt his gloved hands crossing her wrists, and
then the feel of the white rope as he started to bind them behind her
back. “are you going to take advantage
of me?”
“As my friend
said earlier, that is not what we do,” Mister Small said as she wriggled her
fingers, feeling the binding tighten and then his fingers on her arms as he
tied the rope off. “We just need to make
sure you cannot raise the alarm.”
“Well, no way I
can call – even if I had my phone,” Nancy said quietly, and then she saw the
rope pass over her head, as Mister Small pulled it tight under her chest. She saw the way her chest was forced out, and
then felt the rope on top of her chest as he passed it round, forcing her upper
arms against her body. Now she
understood what her mother had meant, as she felt the rope robbing above and below,
and then to the sides as he fed the rope under one arm, up and around the back
of her neck, and then under the other arm, securing the rope at her back.
As she moved
round, she gasped “oh my…”
“I understand –
when we have left, what you do between then and your rescue is up to you, but
it is only for you to decide. Do you
understand?”
Nodding, Nancy
said “I think I understand, and I know what my mother was thinking. In your eyes, I must look…”
“As we said,
that is not our style,” Mister Small said quietly as he looked in the bag, and
then came back with a folded black scarf.
“But we do need to ensure you cannot raise the alarm. With that in mind, I need to put this in your
mouth. It will feel a little strange at
first, but I assure you it is very comfortable.”
“And I could
push it out,” Nancy said with a smile, and then she saw the roll of white tape
in his hand, and said “or rather, I might not…”
“I compliment you
on your taste,” Mister Tall said as he placed the pearls in a velvet bag, and
then put it down on the dressing table, the contents rustling as he did so.
“I should be
flattered,” Alex said as she wriggled her legs, now secured at the ankles and
legs, “if I wasn’t in a position to do
absolutely nothing about it.”
“A regrettable
necessity,” Mister Tall said as he looked in a wardrobe, and took out a large headscarf,
black silk with a gold pattern printed on it.
Rolling it into a band, he tied a double knot in the middle, and smiled
as he looked at Alex.
“Time for me to
be quiet?”
“Time for you
to be quiet – open your mouth as wide as you can.”
Nodding, the older
woman opened her mouth, feeling and tasting the silk on her tongue as the knot
pressed it down, then closing her lips over it as Mister Tall leaned over her
and tied the band round her head.
“There – it will
settle in time,” he said with a smile as she nodded. “Lie down, get comfortable.”
Alex nodded as she
managed to lie on her side, Mister Tall nodding before he took the coverlet and
put it over her, Alex smiling over the gag as he gently kissed her forehead.
“We will alert
the authorities to your situation in due course,” he said quietly. “I bid you farewell – may we never meet
again.” As Alex watched, he picked up
the velvet sack and walked out of the room, turning the light off before he
walked down the stairs.
“All completed?”
“And secured,”
Mister Small said as they looked at Nancy.
She was lying on her side, her legs pulled back and her ankles secured
to her chest ropes, a wide band of white tape covering her mouth.
“Your mother is
safe upstairs,” Mister tall said quietly, “and I assure you, rescue will come
soon. The Gentlemen Robbers bid you
adieu, Nancy – may we never meet again.”
She nodded as
she watched them collect their bag, and then leave her, the lights going off as
she looked at the unfinished drinks, wishing she could have one now…
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