They were out driving, thirteen year old Kristen, three year old Ben, and their parents. They usually did on Sunday afternoons, just driving for pleasure. Some might say, they wasted petrol and what not, but they didn’t care. This particular Sunday, certain events would put them off car driving for a long time.
It was the middle of winter so she was, for the first time, dressed in the one-piece ski suit she got for Christmas the week before. It was a dark red and blue colour and she was proud of it. As it happened, she loved the colours red and pink, so all her clothes that day, including her pantyhose were different shades of pink. She had on her mittens and hat (Christmas gifts, too) and a pair of fur lined fake-leather boots. Suddenly, John, her father, stopped the car. When asked why, he said he’d seen somebody he knew a long time ago and wanted to talk to him again. Be put the car in reverse, backed until he came alongside a man, who looked dishevelled to say the least. John opened the back door and his acquaintance hopped in. John introduced his wife and kids. “You smell!†Ben immediately noted. His parents started giggling nervously, but Jim, as the man’s name was, didn’t seem to mind at all. When asked, he said he’d like a ride home, and gave an address in the not-so-fancy part of town.
He and John started talking about old times (they apparently went to the same class in grammar school). Soon, they lost themselves in memories. For the next half hour or so, it was one ‘do you remember’ or ‘do you know, what happened to’ after another. Boring, and ancient, stuff when you’re thirteen.
When we got there, her brother suddenly became violently ill, for no apparent reason. Jim said Kristin could stay with him, while they took Ben to the ER, as it could take a while. Her parents agreed, and they went up to his apartment.
He apparently worked in the clothing business, as he had rows of hangers and shelves full of clothes in a room up there. It was mostly clothes for sporting and gymnastics. She took off her ski suit and he asked her if she’d like to try some of the clothes. She said she would, and they went into the room. He asked what size clothes she had, and she told him. From one of the shelves he took out a leotard, and told her to try it on. She did, and when he saw her, he said: “You know; I have a show coming up later today. Would you like to be a model for a couple of hours? I think you’d be great at it. You seem have a talent for it!†Flattered, she agreed. After all, that would give her something to do, while she waited for her parents. Jim called her father, who gave his permission.
What happened next stunned her. He took out a ball with a strap running through it. Before she could react, he put it in her mouth and buckled it. He then ordered her to put her clothes back on, including the ski suit, mittens and boots. Then he tied her hands behind her back and grabbed her arm. They went out to his car and drove off. It all happened so fast, she didn’t even have a chance to protest. None of the people they met said anything.
He took her to the place, where the show was to be held and, without giving her a chance to take anything off he tied her to a chair in a room, locked the door and went back to his place to get the clothes for the show.
When he came back, he had a bag full of leotards and other things, all more or less her size. He untied her from the chair (but left the gag, and it was to remain there all the time) and ordered her to take off all of her clothes and put the first of the leotards on, because the show was about to begin, he said.
Frightened, but intrigued, she did as he told her, and for the next two hours, they rehearsed. When they had finished, he unbuckled the gag long enough for her to get a drink of water, but put it back in before she was allowed a visit to the bathroom. When she came back out, he tied her hands and elbows behind her back. Then he told her the show was about to start. He cuffed her ankles, using two leather cuffs with a chain between them. The chain was just long enough for her to take small steps, but not run.
During the two hour show, he helped her change leotards when needed. He untied and uncuffed her, just long enough for her to change leotards. Then he tied and cuffed her again and pushed her out on stage.
At the end, she was completely exhausted, but he was happy. He told her, he had sold more clothes during those two hours, than during the previous two weeks and for that, he thanked her. He let her put her clothes back on, before tying and cuffing her again. They got in his car and went back to his place. At no time during the show, had she been allowed to take the gag out.
By the time they got back, her parents were all finished at the ER, and had come to get her. When they saw her hands were tied, and her feet cuffed, they wanted to know why, and when Jim told them, they too wanted a show. He invited them up to his place, and she had to go through it all again.
When they left, he gave them a check. When they saw the amount written on it, they promised him, she’d remain tied, cuffed and gagged the same way she was for the rest of the day, and that they would let her do some more modelling like that, whenever he called.