“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.
“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.
“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…