Postby KP Presents » Mon Dec 15, 2014 3:04 am
Saturday December 20th
When I woke up, it was still dark outside, so I lay still for a few minutes to allow my eyes to adjust to the gloom.
Once I could make out the shapes, I looked over to the clock on the bedside table, and saw it was seven. I also realised I needed to do something, so I was particularly glad when Mrs Boyle came in and started to untie me.
“Sleep well,” she asked as I rubbed my wrists, and then gently peeled the tape away.
“I did thanks,” I said, “but I really...”
“Of course – go, and have a shower while you’re in there,” Mrs Boyle said, as I grabbed a dressing gown and ran to the bathroom. Once I had – well, you know – I went under the shower and let the water run over me, wondering what we were going to do that day.
Once I had myself clean, and dried myself off, I put on the dressing gown and headed back to the bedroom. As I did so, Suzie came out and nodded to me as she headed to get cleaned up as well.
So, there I was, washed, clean, debating whether to wear jeans or leggings in my mind – and then I saw my clothes were already laid out for me. It was a pale blue silk gown, with a pair of white tights and blue satin shoes – and I recognised it instantly as my bridesmaid’s dress from the wedding a few weeks ago.
“Oh my,” I said as I looked at it, “something good must be happening today.” So I slipped out of the dressing gown and put on some underwear, before I started to put on the dress, sitting on the bed as I slipped on my stockings and shoes.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I said “come in,” in answer to the knock on the door, and smiled as Bobby came in, wearing a red jumper over an open necked shirt and jeans.
“Well, you look just as wonderful as the last time you wore that dress,” he said with a smile. “Ready for a new day?”
“I think so, but what’s... Bobby, what do you think you are doing?”
“Taking you to breakfast,” he said as he walked over and took my hands behind my back, before I felt the click of a pair of handcuffs as he fastened them around my wrists. He came round and smiled as he took my arm, and said “shall we?”
“Why yes, kind sir,” I said with a smile, still unsure about what was going on as I was led down to the dining room, and helped to sit down. Bobby then removed the handcuffs, but fastened one of the cuffs around my left ankle, and the second round the chair leg, before he pushed me into the table and poured me some orange juice.
“Morning everyone.”
I looked over to see Suzie come in, wearing the same dress she had worn to the wedding, before she sat down and helped herself to some cereal. She then passed it to me, as her parents sat down with Bobby.
“Eat up,” Mrs Holderness said, “Mrs Boyle is making some bacon and eggs as well.”
I really wanted to ask what was going to happen today, but decided against it as we talked about everything else.
“It looks like it might snow later,” Mrs Holderness said as she looked out of the window, and then held her back.
“Kicking again?”
She nodded as Bobby ate the last of his bacon, and wiped his plate with a slice of toast. “Have you two had enough then,” he said as he looked at us.
Both Suzie and I nodded as he said “good – let’s go through to the front room and get ready.”
“Ready for what?”
“You’ll see,” Bobby said as he released my ankle and we went through, my question being answered as he held out the sponge balls and said “shall we?”
“It would appear we are going to have a quiet day,” Suzie said as she made two fists, and watched as Bobby taped them over, this time with the white tape. He then pulled a pair of white stockings up her arm, and taped them to her dress sleeves, before he did the same to me.
After that, it was the same wonderful familiar routine, as we both had our wrists tied together behind our backs, then ropes around our waist and our stomachs to keep our arms in place.
Sitting down, we watched as Bobby bound our ankles together, side by side, and then folded the skirts of our dresses back so that he could tie our legs together below our knees, replacing them afterwards and preserving our modesty.
He then pushed a folded cloth into our mouths, used a rolled chiffon scarf each as a cleave gag, and then wound pale blue tape around our heads to complete the gag. This was like the white tape, and didn’t trap our heads, so I smiled under it as he said “Come on, we’re going to hop around the house.”
“Snddslkfn,” Suzie said as we both got onto our feet, and started to jump towards the door, Bobby walking over and holding it open as he said “Welcome to Wissenden Hall. Built in the late 18th century...”
A tour guide? He was going to be a tour guide for us? Suzie and I looked at each other, and shrugged as we played along, looking round the downstairs before we both sat on the bottom stair and started to push ourselves up, taking care not to trap the skirts of our dresses under our heels. That was especially difficult for Suzie, as her dress was more of a traditional ball gown, and the skirt flowed out a LOT more.
We, however, are getting to be old hands at this kind of thing, so we made it to the top easily enough before Bobby helped us to stand. We then jumped down the corridor, and it was apparent to both of is that we were heading for the door that led to the attic.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to ask you to push yourself up these stairs in those dresses,” Bobby said as he opened the door, and then lifted me up, holding me in his arms as he carried me up the stairs and sat me at one end of an old stuffed couch.
“Don’t move,” he said as he went back down the stairs, and then returned with Suzie in his arms, sitting her down as we looked at each other, and then at the television set that was a little bit across from us. There was an old tape player beside it, which Bobby switched on before he checked the connections.
“Neeeddeewhtnthr,” I mumbled as I looked at Suzie.
“Npp – prblyldflms,” Suzie said, as Bobby took a black cassette and pushed it into the machine.
“I thought you might like the look of this,” Bobby said as he put the tape in, “I know it made me laugh.”
I watched as the film started playing, and I was surprised to see it was Holderness Manor – but Lord and Lady Holderness looked so much younger in it, about the same age as Mum and Dad if truth be told. Lady Holderness had long light brown hair, and was wearing a white jacket with large shoulders over a pale blue dress, and blue heels. Standing next to her was a girl my age, wearing a pale blue sweatshirt with knee length pants of the same colour, and high sided trainers.
“Sthhttturntnne,” I said as I looked at Suzie, who nodded as we watched her Aunt Anne waving to the camera. Lord Holderness was sitting to the side, wearing a polo shirt and jeans, and smiling as Lady Holderness walked down the lawn with Mrs Bowden.
A young lad, barely twelve years old, then walked round the corner, wearing a denim shirt and jeans, his flaxen hair cut short.
“Hi Dad,” Bobby said as he waved at the camera, and I saw the resemblance then as well. So this was Mister Holderness when he was a young lad?
The scene then changed to the lakeside, where Lord Holderness was sitting with his son, watching something. As the camera panned round, we saw Lady Holderness and Mrs Bowden standing there, only now they were wearing some new accessories – namely bands of rope around their waists and arms, with their wrists behind their backs. I could also see their legs were tied together below their knees, and their ankles were hobbled with a short length of rope between them.
They then started trying to run towards the camera, making both of us laugh as they tried not to fall over. They both made it to the end, however, as the film ended.
“I’ve got another treat to show you,” Bobby said, as he put another film in. This one had a title card, which said “Holderness Summer Ball – July 1992.”
It opened with the house decorated like it was for the ball last year, as Lord Holderness and Mister Holderness appeared in their formal suits, bow ties properly tied on white shirts. We then saw Lady Holderness, wearing a long black gown with silver threads running through it, black opera gloves and heels.
Next to her was Mrs Bowden, and she looked so much like Angela it was frightening. She was wearing a white ball gown with puffed sleeves, and a skirt that ballooned out from her waist in layers of silk and lace. The sleeves of her gown were hooked over her middle finger, and I caught a glimpse of white satin heels under the skirt of her dress.
We then saw the line-up as they greeted their guests – and as one particular couple came down the row, I gasped into the gag. I recognised Granny, although her hair was chestnut brown rather than grey, but it was the man she was with – tall, handsome, and smiling as he greeted Lord and Lady Holderness.
“Stthurgrdnffr?” Suzie mumbled.
“It is indeed – that’s Cassie and Jenny’s grandfather,” Bobby said, “and you may recognise the ones with them.”
I nodded as I saw Dad, Aunt Connie and Aunt Cassie come down the line as well, all not much older than me and Jenny, Aunt Cassie in a green dress looking particularly innocent as she curtsied to Lord Holderness. I made a mental note to tease her about that the next time I saw her.
The film carried on, with the usual dances and smiling, but a s/I squirmed around I wondered if we were going to see the private ball later – and sure enough, the scene changed to inside, with both Lady Holderness and Mrs Bowden very thoroughly bound and gagged, scarves matching their dresses tied tightly over their mouths as they hopped onto the dance floor, accompanied by Lord and Mister Holderness.
I also saw Granny join them on the dance floor, as well as Aunt Connie accompanied by Dad. Aunt Cassie was sitting in a chair, just as tightly bound and gagged, and obviously waiting her turn, as the music started and the dance began.
It was magical watching them as they moved to the music, taking different partners every time, and as I closed my eyes I began to wonder what it would be like to be Lady Holderness, greeting the guests as they came into the July Ball hosted by myself and Bobby.
The lights lit the pathway as the guests came down, one by one, and I smiled and had a greeting for every single one, before Bobby led me out onto the dance floor for the first dance, everyone clapping and applauding. From there, the evening goes on, me as the perfect hostess until the time comes when we, our family and our friends go upstairs, and Bobby binds me, gags me, kisses me and holds me in the first private, wonderful, romantic dance...
“Rrrcsseee – wkeewkeee.”
I opened my eyes to see both Bobby and Suzie looking at me, Suzie shaking her head and giggling under the tape as Bobby said “Having fun in your daydreams?”
“Yhhggsss,” I mumbled as he looked at his watch. “Lunchtime already? Okay girls – let’s get you down to the dining room. You first Cassie – I think I trust Suzie to stay awake more than you right now.”
“Hrrhrrr,” I said as Bobby picked me up and carefully carried me down to the first floor, and then to the ground floor, before we went into the dining room.
“I was just about to call you,” Mrs Boyle said as Bobby sat me in a chair, and then released my arms before he tied my waist to the chair. As he went back to get Suzie, his mum came in and removed both my gag and the covering on my arms.
“So that’s where my old white stockings went to,” she said as she looked at them while I rubbed my wrists. “I’ll need to have words with him about that.”
“About what,” Bobby said as he put Suzie into the chair, and then saw the stockings his mum was holding. “Oh – about that. Dad said it would be all right.”
“Did he now,” Mrs Holderness said as she shook her head. “I will have words with him when he gets back. For now, however, let’s have lunch. Homemade leek and potato soup and sandwiches all right for everyone.”
“Yes please,” Suzie and I said as Mrs Boyle brought the steaming plates in, and we started to eat. So of course that was when the doorbell rang, Bobby saying “I’ll get it” as he went, and then returned with a visitor – one that made Suzie blush as she saw him.
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