Postby mrjones2009 » Sun Mar 20, 2016 10:26 am
Chapter 9
Walking briskly along the corridor Gillian returned to the guard station and turned off the power to the recording hard disk for the CCTV system. It might have seemed like a token gesture but anything that gave her a slight edge was worth doing at this point. Gillian then closed and locked the door to the guard station and made her way along the corridor to Suite 8 where Linda Reddick was being held. Gillian knew that as a top category guest she would be kept restrained for most of the day. Using the key card she gained access to the suite. The lights were on a motion sensor and were activated as soon as she entered the suite. Gillian removed her backpack and dropping at at the door took a moment to look around the suite it was similar to Suite 4 except that there was only one double bed rather then two singles. This was where Linda Reddick was securely bound and restrained at this moment. This was when she came face to face again with Linda Reddick for the first time since the incident at Gillian’s flat three months ago that had changed her life so dramatically. Gillian had been kept away from Linda for obvious reasons.
Locking eyes with the woman Gillian began “Linda we haven’t got time for details at the moment but I am here to get assist you in escaping.” Gillian could see that Linda was surprised by this turn up by the look in her eyes and the almost inaudible mumbled response through her gag. “I am going to untie you now so please no funny business and I will explain everything in more detail when we are long gone from here.” Linda nodded her head in understanding. Linda was lying in a restraining bag that was ironically her own invention that Gillian suggested that her team adopt for this particular captive. It was like a large sleeping bag except with more padding, elasticated sides that restricted movement and zips that prevented you from getting out. Working quickly she found the small key and unlocked the small padlock holding the zip, fully unzipped the restraining bag its entire length and flung it open to reveal Linda’s bound body. At this point Linda was making noises that Gilliam presumed were about getting her gag removed but Gillian though that she could get that herself later. Once again starting at the bottom she undid the straps binding Linda’s legs together at the ankles, just below and above the knee and across her thighs. Finally she undid the lock on the cuffs binding Linda’s wrists and stood back. Linda took the opportunity to swing her legs round and stand up. Gillian had to marvel at the calmness of the woman as she started to work kinks out of her neck with slow and steady movements.
Gillian had turned and made her way toward the backpack that she had dropped on entering the suite. Linda took this as an opportunity to remove the gag that she had been wearing practically for three months. Locating the buckle behind her head by feel Linda undid the strap and released the thick pad that had been placed over her mouth. Then finding the end unwound the thick padded bandage that had been wrapped over her mouth and behind her head several times. When that was removed she was able to spit out the cloth that had been placed in her mouth some hours earlier.
“I bet you never thought you would be doing this?” Linda said across the room to Gillian. Gillian crouching over the backpack turned and shot her a dirty look. “As hard as this might be to believe Linda” Gillian replied as she made her way back toward Linda, “this actually isn’t about me helping you. I need you for something. As I said we don’t have time to chat it through at the moment so put on these clothes and we can get out of here.” Linda physically recoiled as Gillian thrust a pile of clothes against her chest. Linda let the clothes fall on the ground as Gillian spun on her heels and went to wait at the door, pointing at her watch as she did so. Linda didn’t need to be told twice she quickly shrugged off what she had been wearing. “Look out” Linda heard Gillian say as she looked up to find something being hurled toward her. As Linda caught it one handed she noted that it was deodorant. Linda used the spray over her entire body, dropped the can to the floor and started to get dressed, underwear followed by jeans, jumper, sneakers and a short down filled jacket.
After completing getting dressed Linda joined Gillian at the door. Gillian said “Right lets get one thing straight on this little venture and that is I am in charge. You do what I say when I say it or we are going to fall out. Do you understand?”
“Yes” Linda replied “so let’s get moving.”
“Before we go any further take this” Gillian said handing over Gayle’s ID card. “You will need it to exit the building. I have dealt with the guards on this level which means if we keep to the main stairwell we just have to get past the guard at the main door. Just swipe the card to get out and don’t look directly at the guard. You look enough like Gayle, it’s her clothes you have on, in terms of height, build and hair to pass as long as there isn’t too much scrutiny.”
Chapter 10
The bus pulled away blowing dust and grit over the two women as they stood on the kerbside taking in the view. After taking some time to get her bearings Gillian nudged Linda and pointed down the street toward a junction, “Down there and left I think” and started walking. Linda followed a couple of paces behind, catching up as Gillian reached the junction and paused. The motel that Gillian had been instructed to head to in the second e-mail was located half way up the block on the opposite side of the road to where they now stood. Once again Gillian started off leaving Linda a couple of paces behind as she headed for the motel. Gillian had to admit that she was nervous about what was going to happen next but she was going to face it in a positive manner.
Gillian approached the small window in the motel office with Linda following close behind. Gillian waited until the old man behind the window to drag his attention away from a television with a game show to notice her presence. Gillian asked that for the key to Room 19, the room that she had been told to in the instructions. The old man handed over the key without any questions and returned his attention to the game show.
After entering the room Gillian sat on the bed whilst Linda pulled up a chair. Now that they were off the street and relatively safe from prying eyes Gillian told Linda the full story and watched as the other woman’s eyes lighted up with glee as she got deeper into it. Gillian finished by telling Linda that there would be a bag waiting for her in the room somewhere. Linda leapt to her feet and charged around the room, finally locating the bag in a cupboard. Bringing it back to the bed Linda began to empty its contents, placing each item carefully on the bed. Gillian looked at the contents of the bag and raised her eyes to the ceiling. In addition to clothes and other things that you would find in an overnight bag there were also some tools of Linda’s trade such as rope. Linda with glee etched over her face moved a wooden into the middle of the room told Gillian to sit in it and used lengths of rope to tie Gillian’s wrist behind the back of the chair, each ankle to a different leg and then her thighs to the seat and chest to the back of the seat, securely pinning Gillian in place.
“Now you look better Gillian.” Linda stated like it was obvious. “I am going to take a shower so I don’t want you trying to escape.” Gillian wriggled trying to show that there was no give in the ropes.
“Don’t think I am going anywhere Linda. You did your usual professional job with the binding.”
“You did it before and I don’t want to make that mistake again. You are going for a nap.” Linda dipped into the bag and picked up an item in each hand, spinning back to show both to Gillian. In one had was a taser and in the other a bottle of chloroform. “Do you want me to tazer you or chloroform you?” Linda asked with glee.
“Do what you want you nut job?” Gillian sat defiantly.
“Come on Gillian play the game.” Gillian was worried that Linda was caressing the taser a bit too lovingly so decided to bite the bullet.
“Chloroform, use the chloroform.” Gillian finally said. Looking a bit disheartened at that answer Linda put the taser back on the bed and picked up a cloth. Opening the bottle of chloroform Linda poured a liberal amount of the liquid onto the cloth and then walked across to where Gillian sat bound to the chair. Linda clamped the cloth over Gillian’s nose and mouth with her left hand, using her right on the back on Gillian’s head so that she couldn’t mover away from the cloth and the fumes coming from the chloroform. Linda watched as Gillian accepted the cloth and took regular breaths, inhaling the fumes. Linda held the cloth in place as she watched Gillian’s eyelids get heavier and flutter, eventually closing over for good. Satisfied that Gillian was out Linda put the cloth back on the bed and made her way into the bathroom, stripping on her way leaving clothing in a line across the floor.
Chapter 11
Hayley crossed her arms, lent against the corner of the building and watched with curiosity as a car entered the parking lot of the motel and took a space close to the manager’s office. Hayley thought that it seemed a bit early for anybody to be visiting the motel. After coming round from her chloroform induced nap Hayley had struggled to get free for a while. After being unable to get free she had contented herself with moaning into her gag in frustration. When she and Gayle had been discovered and freed by a colleague on the next shift she had found the note that Gillian had left under the pillow that had the address of this motel on it. After convincing her colleagues in security that she had not been involved with the jailbreak and had no idea what Gillian had planned she had lobbied to be given the task of tracking Gillian down. Although it was standard protocol for this kind of incident to be investigated by an external agency the bosses and given her the nod for an unofficial investigation. Hayley had kept the note to herself but had passed on the e-mails that she had found on Gillian’s computer. This thing was starting to get complicated.
Some sixth sense told her that this was the person that she had been waiting on. She continued to watch as the driver side door opened and a women with reddish brown hair got out and quickly made her way toward the furthest away corner of the motel. Stopping at one of the motel’s slightly off blue doors and giving it a firm rap with her knuckles. The door opened just enough for the woman to enter and then closed behind her. Hayley could not see who had opened the door or inside the room from this far away but she was sure from Gillian’s description that the woman that just arrived was Christina. She had two options. The first was to try and get closer to the room and see if she could get a look inside and the second was to stay put and bide her time. She decided to bide her time.
Inside the room Gillian turned her head at the sound of knocking at the door. In addition to being tied to the chair Linda had taken the extra precaution of blindfolding and gagging her for past couple of hours. So Gillian had been tying to figure out what was going on using sounds. Gillian heard Linda get up from the bed and open the door. Somebody entered and Gillian listened as two sets of footsteps made there way across and stopped in front of her.
“Hello Gillian. So nice to meet you again” Christina said to the bound, gagged and blindfolded woman sitting in the chair in the middle of the room. After a couple of seconds Gillian felt the knots on the blindfold and gag come lose at the back of her head and fall loose. It took a couple of seconds for Gillian’s eyes to adjust back to the light but when they did she instantly recognised the woman standing in front of her.
“Good morning Gillian. I hope that you had a comfortable night.”
“Not really but going from previously experience I would suggest that you aren’t really that bothered.”
“Not true Gillian. As you can testify I prefer my captives to be comfortable. That tends to mean that there are not as many issues.”
“Tell that to your friend.” Gillian countered moving her head to indicate toward Linda who was standing behind her.
“Much as I would love to sit and chat all day let’s get down to business shall we.”
“I got Linda out so just let Rhiannon go and then we can get talk about whatever you want for as long as you want. Politics, the weather, spring fashion trends!” Gillian said her voice getting louder as she went on.
“Now, keep the noise down Gillian. Let’s not have to put the gag back in yet.” Gillian was going to say something in response but decided that at this point discretion was the best policy. “As you well know in addition to liberating our friend Linda I also required some information from your old Professor.”
“I remember the e-mail. But I haven’t spoken with Professor Smart in months. We didn’t correspond that often after I left College.”
“Not what I heard. My sources inform me that you were close and would be somebody that the Professor might turn to, might send information to if she needed some help.”
“I don’t know what to tell you Christian I haven’t heard from her so can’t help you with whatever you think I can.”
“Last chance Gillian. Are you absolutely sure about that?”
“Look Christina I have no idea what you are talking about. You and your little friend should get going before someone tracks us down.” Getting tired of the conversation Gillian tried to bring it to an end “You should just knock me out and get going. If you are going to sedate me I would rather you used the chloroform and get it over with rather than boring me to sleep with your boring chit-chat”
“If that’s how you feel then I am happy to oblige. I can take you back to our facility where we can have a proper conversation. I have many tools at my disposal that enhance conversational skills” leaning down to whisper in Gillian’s ear she continued “if you think our little chat in your dining room was fun wait till I get you back to mine.”
Christina made an indication to Linda and Gillian winced slightly as a cloth came over her face from behind and was clamped over her nose and mouth. It came as no surprise that the cloth was laced with chloroform. There was no point in fighting as even if she could escape the roped binding her to the chair the two women would easily overpower her. Gillian continued to take steady even breaths as the drug began to have its affect, tingling in the limbs and a fuzzy head. As she inhaled most of the fumes from the chloroform soaked cloth Gillian could feel her eyelids get heavier, she concentrated on Christina as she slipped towards unconsciousness. The last thing that Gillian saw before darkness fell was Christina making a call on her cell.
Around half an hour later Hayley watched as a vehicle that looked like a private ambulance enter the motel car park. Hayley watched with interest as two women got out of the cab and headed toward the rear doors. From this distance it looked to Hayley that both were dressed identically, something between a medical orderly and a dental nurse with white down jackets over the top of the blue uniforms. One of the women opened the door and entered the rear of the vehicle. A few seconds later both women were making their way towards the stairs wheeling a stretcher between them. Interesting development Hayley thought. She would have to follow one of these vehicles so Hayley decided to rush back to where she had parked her car and retrieve it, hoping that nothing would happen whilst she was away.
In the end Hayley was only away from the motel for about ten minutes. She watched as the door to first floor suite opened and the women she believed to be Christina appeared. The woman quickly made her way downstairs to the motel office and engaged what Hayley assumed was either the manager or a member of staff in conversation. It looked like Christian was doing the majority of the talking. Then the door to the first floor room opened again and three women exited along with the stretcher. This time Hayley certainly recognised one of the women as Linda Reddick, recently escaped from a secured facility. The second thing that Hayley noticed was that there was somebody strapped to the stretcher. Even from this distance she was pretty sure that it was Gillian that was strapped to the stretcher. Hayley watched as the three women carried manoeuvred the stretcher down the stairs, towards the van and then into the back on the van. After a couple of minutes of conversation with the motel employee Christina made her way across the lot and joined them. The four women got into the vehicles after having a brief conversation. Linda and Christina got into the car whilst the other two women got into the van, one in the drivers seat and the other in the back with Gillian.
Chapter 12
As both vehicles exited out of the motel parking lot Hayley pulled out from the curb and followed at what she hoped would be a safe distance. Keeping the vehicles in sight was relatively easy on the city streets as Hayley had basic training on this as the police academy. Soon however the busy city streets faded into smaller county roads as they exited the built up areas into more scenic surroundings so Hayley was forced to drop back a little from the small convey. After following for forty minutes Hayley noticed the turn signal on the van come on and slowed down to give the vehicles more space. After dropping back to what she thought was a safe distance to allow the two vehicles to turn from the main road without being spotted Hayley maintained her slow speed and cruised past the turn off. It looked to be an entrance onto a long driveway; solid looking gates blocked any thought of following. Standing on each side of the entrance were solid brick pillars with large brass plaques bearing the name The Chester Institute.
Hayley spent the next twenty minutes making left turns driving around what she believed to the boundary of the property that the two vehicles had turned on to. Unfortunately she couldn’t see much from this level due to a combination of the perimeter wall, large trees and thick hedges. After passing the entrance again she was starting to give up hope but after making another left turn she noticed a track off the right hand side of the road. Swinging her car onto the track she had found a single track access road that quickly ascended through the some woods. Hayley found a passing spot halfway up the hill and pulled in. Crossing the track and making her way further up the hill on foot she turned round and found that she now had an excellent view of the property spread out below her. The estate consisted of three large buildings and several smaller ones dotted around lush green lawns. Two of the larger buildings were connected but the third sat off by itself in a separate compound that was surrounded by what looked like a tall fence. In addition to the buildings the complex also had a swimming pool with bar, tennis courts and a small golf driving range.
Leaning against a tree Hayley pulled her phone from her pocket and opened the interest browser function, selected a search engine and entered The Chester Institute. When the results were displayed Hayley was surprised that she had to scroll through many entries before finding something substantial. It was an article about the Institute and its director, Elizabeth Crawford. The article was mainly about the director’s charity foundation but the place was billed as a retreat where women could come and relax or receive treatment for various ailments. It did seem strange for such a place to be so publicity shy, so much so that they didn’t have a website. At the bottom of the article it had a note that visits were by appointment only with a telephone number. Nothing ventured noting gained Hayley thought to herself as she selected the number and pressed the call option.
Chapter 14
Despite her best efforts Hayley couldn’t get an appointment that day so had to bide her time until the following morning. Arriving early Hayley approached the reception desk having entered the main building through the large double wooden doors. The young woman instantly looked up and flashed a high wattage, toothy smile in her direction. “Good morning and welcome to the Crawford Institute. Can I take your name please?”
“Hayley King, I have an appointment.”
“Miss King, nice to met you. Please take a seat over there” the receptionist she indicated a section of the large room stocked with couches and coffee tables, “and my colleague Cindy will be with you in a few minutes.” Hayley nodded her appreciation and made her way across to the very comfortable looking couches. Hayley took a moment to take in her surroundings. The sumptuously and tastefully decorated interior of the property hadn’t come cheap. Whatever business was being carried out within the walls of the compound was obviously profitable. Hayley waited as instructed and was soon approached by a young woman that was almost the identikit of the receptionist, big smile, tastefully expensive outfit and a neat, well kept appearance.
“Miss King my name is Cindy and I will be your guide for your tour this morning.”
“Thanks Cindy. Please Hayley is fine. Ms King makes me feel even older than I actually am. Please lead on.” With that Cindy turned and headed toward a door at a brisk pace. Hayley tagged along a couple of paces behind. Hayley caught up with the young woman at a door and paused. Cindy tuned round and produced a card that she almost waved in Hayley’s face. Cindy proceeded to explain how at the Chester Institute that their client’s privacy and security was at the top of their list of priorities. Cindy then swiped the card to disengage the electronic lock that held the door closed, opened it for Hayley to enter the corridor on the other side before closing it behind both of them.
Hayley stayed a pace behind Cindy as they toured the large house. Cindy settled into what Hayley assumed to be the standard sales pitch about the history of the building and the various courses and treatments on offer at fabulous prices. Hayley had to admit the building was spectacular but that was not what she had come here for. During the tour Hayley asked the occasional question without arousing suspicion but was more concerned with having a good look around and had specifically noted the high level of security, CCTV systems and locks on every door. Trying to keep her bearings Hayley thought that they were now at the back of the main building when she noticed a large door in the external wall that she thought was strangely positioned. Pausing she asked Cindy where this door led.
“That’s the path out to our more secure facility. I don’t want to say too much but our more delicate clients stay there for treatment. I haven’t been inside, only specially trained staff members are allowed.” Hayley nodded and followed Cindy as the young woman carried on with the tour. Hayley had gotten into the building and really needed to have a look around on her own to confirm if her friend was being held at the facility. For that she would need to get rid of Cindy in some way and unfortunately she couldn’t just lose her. Given the security provisions around the building if she went wandering off it was sure to raise an alarm so that left only one option.
“Could I have a quick look in one of the suites on this level?” Hayley asked.
“Yes, no problem.” Cindy paused for a second then walked on. “Suite 124 is free and we can have a look in there.” Cindy opened the door and held it for Hayley to enter. Cindy then closed the door and started toward the large bay window where she stopped to admire the view of the gardens.
Hayley felt sorry for what she was about to do to the young woman but she didn’t have any choice. Closing the distance to Cindy quickly Hayley grabbed her from behind wrapping her right arm around Cindy’s neck, taking care that her bicep and forearm where pressed against either side her unsuspecting targets neck. Hayley then started to apply pressure to both sides of the neck by squeezing her forearm and bicep together. She then grabbed the forearm of her left arm with her right hand and used her left hand to press Cindy’s head toward the elbow of her right arm. Cindy had shaken off the initial shock of the attack and was trying to free herself of Hayley’s grasp by flailing wildly and slapping at Hayley’s strong arms but it was already too late. Hayley could feel the strength starting to drain from Cindy as she struggled to breathe. The struggling got weaker and weaker until Hayley eventually felt Cindy go limp. Hayley immediately relaxed her hold and gently laid the young woman down on the lushly and no doubt expensively carpeted floor. Hayley picked up the dead weight of the young woman and dragged her toward the bed, once there Hayley heaved her onto the bed. Continuing to improvise Hayley looked around the room to find something to bind the woman. Settling on the wardrobe Hayley approach and flung open the doors and found what she was looking for, a selection of complimentary bathrobes. Pulling the cords from three of the bathrobes she hurried back to the unconscious woman on the bed. Flipping her onto her stomach Hayley gathered both of the woman’s hands in the small of her back and used one of the cords to securely bind the woman’s wrists together. Once the wrists had been secured Hayley used the second cord to bind the woman’s ankles together. They using the third cord Hayley tied the woman’s wrists and ankles together, hogtying the poor young woman. Delving into her pocket Hayley produced a clean handkerchief, balled it up and forced it into the woman’s mouth. It didn’t fill her mouth completely but it would do. Lastly Hayley removed the silk scarf from around her neck and tied a knot in the middle. Placing the knot in the bound woman’s mouth she tightly tied both ends at the base of Cindy’s neck. Hayley detected the first signs of Cindy starting to regain consciousness and took that as a sign to make a quick exit but not before checking Cindy’s pockets and taking her security card.
Hayley spent the next half an hour searching round the main building but couldn’t find anything that would suggest that kidnapped women were being held there unless there was a secret entrance that she couldn’t find. Hayley thought that the best bet would be the second building where the more delicate clients were located but she had tried the door that lead there and Cindy’s security card hadn’t opened the door. Suddenly Hayley was aware of a commotion and the sound of several people heading in her direction. Hayley decided that this was not the natural sounds of this facility which meant that they were probably looking for her; either they had discovered the bound and gagged Cindy or the failed swipe of the security card had set off some kind of alarm. Hayley decided that these women would probably subdue first and ask questions later so made her way round to the where she had earlier found some vacant suites, unlocked one and made her way inside. Hoping to hear what was going on she left the door slightly ajar and listened intently behind the door. Hayley waited for what seemed like a long time before hearing several people hurry past. Hayley realized that she had been holding her breath and let it out as she opened the door to leave. As the door opened Hayley found herself confronted with a tall, angular brunette with a serious expression on her face and hands on her hips. Both women paused for a split second before the brunette said
“Hi I’m Kirsty and what do you think you are doing?” before she launched herself at Hayley forcing her back into the room.
Hayley and Kirsty wrestled other around the room, bumping into items of furniture and up against walls each trying to gain the upper hand in their struggle. They were well matched adversaries, both determined and not willing to give their opponent and opportunity to exploit and gain the advantage. Hayley was worried as in addition to having to get the better of this woman the noise of their struggle was sure to have attracted attention. As the two women continued to wrestle, Hayley lost her balance when her heel got trapped in a rug that was on the floor allowing Kirsty to gain an advantage and pin Hayley on the bed, this meant stalemate at the moment but for how long. The door to the room that was only slightly ajar suddenly burst open. Hayley managed to twist around and saw two women dressed identically as nurses come rushing in and made straight for the bed looking to assist Kirsty in subduing Hayley. Now Hayley knew that she was in trouble. A third woman stopped at the entrance to the room and looked around, sizing up the situation. This woman was wearing a nice pantsuit and so was probably in charge.
“Quick, keep her quiet” Christina shouted from the doorway “Use the chloroform!” Christina casually closed the door and turned to usher some nosy individuals congregating around in the corridor who had been drawn by the commotion away from the area. “Come along ladies; move along, nothing to see here. Don’t worry just one of our more troubled guests having an episode.”
Hayley was struggling valiantly against her three assailants when she saw one of them lean across and lift one of the luxurious pillows from the top of the bed, going into a pocket the assailant produced a bottle and poured a liberal amount of liquid from the bottle onto the pillow. It took Hayley a few seconds to grasp what was going on; it dawned on her just before the chloroformed soaked pillow was smothered over her face. Hayley tried to work herself free but with her arms and legs pinned, and useless as she attempted to somehow reach up and pry the chloroformed soaked pillow away from her face. As she feared the powerful vapours started to make there presence felt. Her thoughts and movements were becoming sluggish and her strength was ebbing away, causing her limbs to go rubbery. Hayley realised that her inevitable slip into unconsciousness was fast approaching, the end of her resistance to the fumes was drawing near and she wondered what fate awaited her when she woke up. Hayley managed to turn her head sufficiently to escape the direct contact with the liquid but it was just delaying things briefly, her limbs became increasing numb, her eyelids fluttered uncontrollably and then everything went black as she slipped into unconsciousness. Kirsty noted that Hayley had stopped struggling. To check Kirsty lifted Hayley’s left arm and then let it go, it instantly fell back to the bed. Kirsty nodded to her colleague holding the pillow over Hayley’s face who removed it at once.
Christina held the door open as the orderly pushed the wheelchair into the room and toward the bed where Hayley lay unconscious. “Take her to Linda and make sure she is secured. Also find the ditzy tour guide and make sure she is alright and doesn’t mention this to anybody. Tell her that is was a journalist trying to get a story and we have warned her not to come back” Between them the two nurses lifted Hayley from the bed and into the wheelchair, securing Hayley’s wrists and ankles to the wheelchair using heavy padded straps.
Chapter 15
Although the ceiling in the room was nicely decorated Hayley was starting to get bored staring at it whilst trying to keep her mind occupied. Hayley had no idea how long she had been held captive, it could have been days. She had come round on a couple of occasions but had been knocked out again quickly. In addition to chloroform her captors had used gas. They had wheeled in tanks on a trolley and placed a rubber mask over her nose and mouth. It had been night, night time soon after that. After initially coming round and taking a couple of minutes to regain her sense of equilibrium Hayley quickly confirmed that her legs were securely bound at the ankle, just below the knee and across the thigh by what felt like thick straps. Her wrists were bound together with padded cuffs and her arms were pinned to her body by two more thick straps. To increase the difficulty of escape she was secured inside one of the bondage contraptions that Gillian had told her about when they discussed her ordeal at the hands of her captors. Raising her head Hayley could confirm her suspicions. It looked like a large mummy shaped sleeping bag but it had been overstuffed with extra down and padding to bulk it up and narrow the inside of the bag. The outside of the bag was puffy with deep creases forming around each baffle which had elastic installed so that it tightly fitted around whoever had the misfortune of being restrained in one, which at this point was her.
Hayley had earlier been squirming against her bonds; trying and failing get some purchase that may aid her in getting free from the smothering embrace of the sleeping bag contraption that she was secured in. All she succeeded in doing was making a noise as the nylon of the sleeping bag rubbed against the nylon of what felt like a one piece suit that they had put her in. The nylon shell was soft and silky on both the inside and outside surfaces. Hayley had also noted a thick padding around her groin and butt. Once again going from her conversations with Gillian she assumed that a disposable adult diaper had been placed on her before she was bound, the thought made her blush with embarrassment. She had felt the need to relieve herself growing for the last fifteen minutes and knew that she would have to relax and let it out soon. She only hoped that the diaper would be effective. Hayley hadn’t been gagged which she felt was strange given how much care had been taken with the rest of her restraints although at this point she was grateful for small mercies.
Laying her head back on the two soft, thick pillows under her head she had assessed her current situation. Not good would be the kindest assessment. She was lying bound and she saw no easy way of escaping plus stupidly she had not informed anybody of her plan. Someone would come looking for her eventually, her dad would see to that but they wouldn’t know where to start. This was starting to develop from a serious problem to a mini crisis. Hayley twisted her neck to look toward the window and saw that the sun was starting to go down as without warning the door to the room opened and a tall woman entered carrying a tray. Hayley watched the young woman approach the bed in the reflection of the window and turned her head to watch her directly as she placed a tray onto the table beside the bed. Hayley noted with interest that the tray contained both a drink and a sandwich.
“Hi Hayley nice to see that you are awake, I hope that you are comfortable” Hayley nodded as despite the bonds she had to admit that the combination of the suit and sleeping bag was very comfortable. “My name is Jessica and I will be working the night shift and taking care of you tonight. I am going to let you out so that you can have something to eat and then unfortunately I have to secure you again for the night. Kirsty said that you were spunky so I should let you know that even if you were to overpower me you can’t get out of the door. There is a CCTV camera pointed at it from inside the suite and I have to signal my colleague to disengage the lock remotely from the security office.”
“I understand completely” Hayley replied meekly. It was true that her first thought had been to get the better of this young woman named Jessica, strike while the iron was hot, but the CCTV and remote lock was a neat security trick that would need a bit more planning to circumvent.
Jessica leaned over and unlocked the zip on the right hand side of the sleeping bag and used it to fully open the bag down to the feet and then flipped it open. Hayley swung her legs out and with some help from Jessica managed to get into a sitting position. Jessica next undid the two straps that secured Hayley’s arms to her body and dropped them both onto the bed to use later on. Jessica stood back and placed the table and tray in front of Hayley and beckoned for her to start eating. Hayley paused for a second and waited for the cuffs and leg restraints to be removed but when it was clear that Jessica had no intention of removing them Hayley began to eat the sandwich and accompanying chips whist taking occasional draws from the straw in the diluting juice. The cuffs made it awkward but not impossible for Hayley to eat and she must have been hungrier than she thought as she ate quickly. Whilst Hayley was eating Jessica busied herself around the room, tidying, filling draws and laying out supplies.
“Hayley do you need a fresh diaper” Jessica called across the room. Hayley’s face instantly flushed as she remembered that she did need freshened up in that area but didn’t reply right away. “I take the lack of response as a yes. I know it is embarrassing as a fully grown woman but you will get used it and provided you behave you will be able to use the en suite during the day.” Hayley didn’t like the sound of getting used to anything that went on in this place.
Jessica stood in front of Hayley and placed the fresh diaper on the bed. “Right I really should knock you out before I change your diaper but it is easier if you are conscious and help a bit so if you promised no funny business then the chloroform can wait for a bit.” Hayley weighed up the options briefly in her head. On the one side she didn’t want to seem too compliant but if she was going to be naked and exposed in front of this woman then she would rather to it awake so she nodded almost imperceptibly and lay back on her back with her head on the pillows.
Jessica smiled and said “Please raise your hands above your head.” When Hayley complied Jessica undid the straps binding Hayley’s legs and pulled down the zip on the front of the nylon down filled suit. It had been well designed and the zip went all the way past the crotch for ease of access. Hayley stared at the ceiling and tried to conceal her growing embarrassment but was sure her face was bright red. Hayley felt the Jessica undo the adhesive straps holding the soiled diaper in place. Hayley felt a tap on her hip and took this as sign to raise her hips up from the bed. Jessica removed the diaper and slipped the fresh one under Hayley’s raised hips. Hayley then dropped her butt back onto the centre of the fresh diaper and Jessica quickly and professionally folded the front of the diaper over and secured it in place using the adhesive straps. Giving the diaper a pat Jessica said “There we go. That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“I suppose not, given the circumstances” replied Hayley
“As I said in the morning I can let you roam around the room for a bit. Now time for you to get some sleep”
Hayley nodded and went back to staring at the ceiling whilst Jessica prepared a cloth and soaked it with chloroform.
“As you have been co-operative I will make this easy for you. I will go easy with knocking you out.” Jessica leaned forward and held the chloroform soaked cloth under Hayley’s nose. Hayley wrinkled her nose at the familiar scent of the fumes hit her. Taking short, sharp intakes of breaths Hayley started to feel the effects of the drug. Hayley relaxed as her vision started to darken at the edges. Continuing to take deep breathes Hayley thought that this was starting to happen on far too regularly a basis for her liking.