Well this is one of my first finished stories. I'll just post the whole bunch in one piece since i hate to wait for stories to continue.
I hope you all enjoy.
It was around 7.45 on a Tuesday morning as Michelle arrived at her work at a primary school. Michelle was a 22 year old, attractive teacher with blue eyes, brown hair with red tints in it. She was wearing blue jeans, a brown hoodie with zipper with a greenish blue shirt and matching scarf, she also wore brown shoes with high heels.
Today was to be a quiet and relaxed day at work since all her colleagues where on strike for better education and salary. Michelle didn’t go on strike since she really needed the money, she had recently broke up with her boyfriend after he cheated on her and she was already struggling to pay the bills every month.
The only thing she had to do today was watch / babysit 8 kids, 5 of them where (former) pupils of her. The other weren’t but that didn’t matter. Michelle hanged her coat on the peg and she wished the it guys (Simon and Jonathan) a good day. They also had to work since they were working for an external company and they had decided that they would use the strike day to check and replace the faulty network cabling that went through the entire building. They would regularly check up on her just in case and she could ask their help if she needed it. Besides from them and the students the school was empty.
The first pupils arrived at 8 o’clock and by the time it was 8.30 all the 8 children where in her classroom. Instead of lesson she had decided that they could play or do homework and if they needed it she could tutor them. Everything went fine until just after 10 o’clock as one of the kids (who was about 10 years old) approached her.
“Miss Michelle, can I ask you something”, he asked.
“Sure, Max was it right”, she responded.
“Yes, miss Michelle, I want to asked you if we could play a game”? He asked.
“What kind of game do you want to play Max”? She asked.
“Cowboys and Indians, miss Michelle”, Max responded.
“Hmmm Cowboys and Indians never heard of it”, Michelle thought to herself. She was the oldest of 5 children and she had never been introduced into the world of tie up games.
“Sure Max, what do you want me to do”? Michelle asked.
“Well, miss Michelle since you are already wearing a scarf and you shoes look like cowboy boots, so I think you can be the cowboy and me and Peter of there can be the Indians”, he said.
Michelle walked to the dress up box where she grabbed one cowboy hat and two Indian headdresses. She gave Max and Peter a headdress and she put the hat on her head.
“Alright now what”? She asked.
“Well miss Michelle, let’s go to the gym in the next room where our Indian camp is”. Michelle looked around and she saw that the other children were playing and that everything was alright.
“Alright let’s go”, she said. Peter was already in the gym as she walked in front of Max through the closet that leads into the gym. Max closed the closet door as he went through. As she walked into the gym she tripped and fell on the floor. Before she knew what was happening both the kids jumped on her.
“Hey! What are you domphphphphph”. Max had grabbed the scarf that was around her neck and she stuffed it into her mouth and he started to tied it around her head, so cleave gagging her. The scarf was pretty long so he was able to wrap it multiple times around her head. Peter (who was pretty big for his age) was lying on her back / hands, so she was unable to fight them.
“Nice job Peter, I’ll grab the skipping ropes”. Max ran outside the room using the other entrance. About a minute later he came back with the skipping ropes. We’ll use this to tie her up Peter. Peter stood up and grabbed one hand and Max grabbed the other and started to tie her hands together. After they had secured her hands they started to tie her legs together. They used the third and last skipping rope to hogtie the poor teacher.
“Lmhmh mhme gmhmhm”(let me go), Michelle grunted and moaned from behind her gag.
“She still makes too much noise Peter, can you grab the duct tape and a scissor from our classroom”? Max asked his friend.
“Sure Max”, he responded and ran outside. He also came back within a minute and he gave Max the tape and the scissor.
Max ripped and cut a piece of the tape and the pressed it against her mouth covering the cleave gag. He placed about 4 to 5 pieces over her mouth, almost completely shutting her up. Michelle tried to talk but only a muffled moan came from behind her gag.
“Alright now let’s make sure she can’t escape Peter”, Max said.
Peter pressed Michelle’s hands together as Max started to wrap the tape around her hands and fingers. They then wrapped the tape around her elbows (while first pulling the hoodie down towards her wrists, thus making it harder to escape the tape) and knees making sure the teacher was completely immobile and uncomfortable. As a final touch the kids dragged her into the closet and placing her in the far edge of it. Michelle was now lying about 3 meters from the doors (there where 3 doors in the closet, 1 leading to her class, 1 to the gym and 1 outside). Michelle grunted and moaned as she tried to plead the kids to let her go.
“Have fun miss Michelle”, Max said with a smile on his face as they walked into her classroom. They were just back into the class as Simon walked into the class.
“Hey kids, everything alright”, he asked.
“Sure Master Simon”, Max said before anyone else could answer.
“Good, good, now where is miss Michelle”? He asked.
“Ow she’s gone to visit the restroom”, Max answered.
“Hmm alright, I didn’t see her when I walked here”, Simon responded.
“Ow yeah that’s because she used the other restroom to the right of this classroom” (Simon came from the left), Max said.
“Aaahhh oke can you tell her that me and my colleague are going out to get some lunch and that we will be back in about 20 to 30 minutes oke”.
“No problem Master Simon, I will tell her when she gets back”. As Simon walked out of the class Max knew that his plan was working.
Michelle was still in the closet as she tried to fight the ropes and tape. She quickly realized that she was completely helpless. She moaned and screamed into her gag and suddenly the door opened, Max walked into the closet.
“Hush now miss Michelle, Simon and Jonathan can’t help you, they are out getting lunch”.
“Mhmhmh Mhm gdg hhmhm”! (Let me go now), Michelle angrily grunted from behind her gag.
“Peter will let you go when the time is right, miss Michelle. You just need to wait a little longer”, Max said as he walked out of the closet.
Michelle looked around on the closet, but there was nothing in her reach that she could use.
“Just save your energy you might need it when you get an change to get out of this mess Michelle”, she thought to herself.
Her only hope was that Simon and/or Jonathan would find her.
An hour and half had passed as Simon walked into the classroom for the second time after he came back about an hour ago.
It was now around lunch time and Simon wondered if Michelle needed a break.
“Where is miss Michelle?”, he asked.
“She is at the restroom Master Simon, she said something about being in her period”, Max said.
Simon looked around and everything looked alright.
“Okay see you later”, he said.
Simon walked into his office and grabbed a map of the building, he then walked back towards Jonathan who was replacing some faulty wiring.
“Hey John, I don’t trust what is going on at Michelle’s class, so I’m going to check it out by going to the closet through the gym”, he said.
“If I’m not back in 15 minutes call Adrian (their boss) and check the entire school with him alright”, he continued as he gave Jonathan his work phone.
“Sure man, I ‘ll do that but I don’t think that would be necessary, you’re just being paranoid”, Jonathan responded.
“It’s better to be safe then sorrow and can you pick up the phone if someone calls”, Simon said.
“Alright, see you in a couple of minutes”, Jonathan responded as Simon walked away.
Simon walked towards Michelle’s class holding the map as he passed the room, he quickly looked inside and then looked puzzling at the map.
“Hmm, still no sign off Michelle” he thought,” I’ll go through the gym and check it out there”.
He walked towards the second door of the gym still watching the map. He opened to door and walked in to the gym, it was empty.
“Nothing here, I’ll check out the closet and if she isn’t there I’m going to try calling her and if she doesn’t respond, I’ll call Adrian”, he thought.
As he walked into the closet, he was shocked by what he saw. Michelle was lying on the floor hogtied with skipping ropes and gagged with a combination of a cleave gag and duct tape.
“Michelle are you alright”, he said as he walked toward her.
“Bmhhimgmg Ymgmg”(behind you)! Michelle grunted as her eyes widened.
“I can’t understand a word you *uffhh*”. Simon hadn’t noticed that a man had entered the closed using the “outside” door. The man was wielding a baseball bat and he hit Simon on the head while he was walking toward Michelle.
“Ymhmh Mhkhohfugkghg, Mhmhmh Mhm”(You motherf*cker, let me go), Michelle grunted from behind her gag towards the unknown man.
“Sorry cutie pie, you rescue has to wait until me and my son are gone”, the man said.
He opened the door to the class and he called his son. To Michelle’s surprise his son was Max!?!
“Daddy”, he said as he hugged the man. He then noticed Simon lying on the floor.
“Do we need to tie him up to dad”, Max asked as he closed the closet door.
“No, son we’re getting out of here”, his dad responded as he dragged the unconscious it-guy towards the doors.
“We’ll just get out of here son, in case he warned someone else that something is wrong. He will wake up in a while and then he can untie the teacher and everything will be alright”, the dad said.
Max and his father left the closet and the building using the outside door, leaving Michelle and the unconscious Simon in the closet.
Unfortunately for Michelle and Simon, Jonathan had just received a call from a client needing tech-support and he was busy helping the client and he wasn’t paying attention to the time, since he believed that everything was alright and Simon was just being paranoid.
Michelle laid there for a couple of minutes thinking what to do. She then decided the best thing is to try and wake up Simon or otherwise trying to grab his phone, if he had one on him.
Michelle tried to move towards Simon, which was hard and painful considering her tight hogtie and the fact that the boys also had taped her knees and elbows together.
“Come on Michelle, you just saved your energy in case of change to be able to escape this is it”! She thought to herself.
Finally after about 15 to 20 minutes she arrived at Simon, who was still knocked out. She tried to examine him and the first thing she saw was blood coming out of the back of his skull.
“Oh no, he isn't dead isn't he”, she thought. Since her fingers had been taped together she had no way to check his pulse. The only thing she could do was to shake his shoulder and scream in his ear. It didn’t had much effect.
“He's dead, he's dead”, she kept telling to herself. That bastard killed him. She kept trying to wake him up as she started to cry. Tears where rolling across her cheeks as she had lost all faith in a good ending.
Suddenly Simon moaned and he started to move, he move his right hand towards the back of the head.
“Aaauw, my head”, he said.
“Smhmmhmh hhmmhlhphph mhmhemme”(Simon help me), Michelle said from behind her gag. Simon tried to get up in order to reach the knots more easily. He got up to his knees and immediately dropped down to the floor.
“Aaah my fricking head, alright Michelle we'll do it the hard way, turn over will ya”, he said.
Michelle turned over and he undid her hogtie and then untied her hands and the carefully removed the tape. Michelle ripped the tape off her mouth and remove the cleave gag.
“Are you alright”, they both said exactly at the same time.
“I'm fine, but are you ok, because your bleeding”, Michelle said.
“I think so, just my fricking head hurts”, Simon responded.
“Alright stay here I'm going to call the cops and an ambulance”, Michelle said as she ran out of the closet.
Epilogue
It was now a week later, Simon was still at the hospital recovering from his major concussion. There was a knock on the door and Michelle entered the room.
“Hey Michelle, how are you”. Simon said as a smile arrived on this face while the beautiful teacher entered the room.
“Heya Simon, I'm fine how's my knight in shining armour”, Michelle responded.
“I'm fine just 1 more day and I can go home, so how was the meeting with the principle”.
“It went much better then expected, I thought I was going to be fired for sure but no”, Michelle said.
“Well your lucky that the cops found Max and his father before they left the country”, Simon responded.
“Yeah your right and I was even more luckier for the fact that I was alone, the principle blamed the vice-principle for leaving me alone without any teaching assistance”.
“That's good to hear Michelle”, Simon said.
Michelle laughed, “I know I know. Now I still wanted to reward you so I think this is the best time and place since it's just the two of us in the room”.
Simon gave a confused look at Michelle and said, “what did you head in mind”.
This, Michelle said as she leaned over the bed and the couple kissed for the first time.
The end.