Headmistress wrote:Peering into the rearview mirror, Penny suddenly saw the dark figure sit up abruptly. Orianna said something to the figure who nodded and got to their feet. A few seconds later, Orianna came back. "What's going on?" "She's okay, and she asked for a lift to the logging camp. Apparently, it's just about a few miles down the way we're going." "Why are you giving her a lift?"
"Penny, I just hit her. We're lucky that the police aren't being called. Anyway, it's freezing out here and we can't just leave her in the cold." As if to confirm what Orianna was saying flakes of snow started pouring from the sky. "See?" Orianna reached across Penny and into the backseat where she pulled out a pair of black leather gloves and slid them on. "God, it's cold." "Orianna please. I have a bad feeling about this. Something's not right about all of this. Let me out of these cuffs, please!"
Suddenly, Orianna's leather gloved hand clasped tightly over Penny's mouth. "The whole point of this trip was to get you used to bondage AND cars. This is the perfect opportunity to overcome your fears. These cuffs are staying on until you calm down. And if you don't want to be gagged in front of our new friend, I suggest you keep quiet."
Just then the hitchhiker came walking up and Penny got her first good look. All she could see were dark black track pants, a black backpack, a pair of black combat boots and a black puffy jacket with the hood pulled up high and knotted into place covering most of the face. All she could see under the dark hood were long strands of brown hair and a flash of teeth baring in a smile that looked somewhat menacing in the cold moonlight that had started to fall across the sky and dance across the snow. Orianna meanwhile seemed completely casual as if nothing unusual had happened.
"Hi, I'm Orianna Volkes and this is Penny." Orianna opened the back of the car and the hitchhiker slid in noiselessly. Orianna slid into the front seat and the car started up again. Orianna spoke for the first time, "What brings you out here?" There was nothing but silence from the backseat. "I'm Orianna, but I said that already." Suddenly a black gloved hand reached into the front seat and pulled out Orianna's mediation tape cover. Penny decided to say something, "Um...that's Orianna's tape. She's a psychologist and I'm her patient." The gloved hand came into the front seat again and pointed at the cuffs fastening Penny's wrists to the door handle. "Penny has a fear of bondage and cars that's why I've cuffed her - to show her that bondage is nothing to be afraid of. I know that must look unusual, but rest assured it will help her in the end. You see you can face your fears in order to cure them - there's actually a very good psychological theory for that, but it's complicated, so I won't bore you with that for now." There was nothing but silence as a response. For the first time, Orianna looked undertainly at Penny. "Well...I suppose you must be cold, so I'll turn up the heat for you."
Suddenly the hitchhiker slid a gloved hand into their backpack and withdrew a bundle of cloth. Even Orianna was looking slightly uneasy now as she glanced at Penny and then into the rearview mirror. The bundle of cloth was unwrapped and fell away to reveal what looked like a slab of cooked meat on a meat skewer. Then the gloved hand reached into the front feat and gestured the meat towards Penny, "Um...no." The skewer slid over to Orianna, "Um...no thanks. I already ate." The skewer withdrew and the sharp teeth nibbled at it while the cold lips were licked with a red tongue. Penny was trembling now and so was Orianna,
Some miles away at the logging camp....
Artie a big boned man with a humourous face and a beard was looking out of the window in disgust. "Look at this. This is the worst storm we've seen for a while." His partner, Ben - a young handsome man with a thick head of black hair looked up. "Tell me about it. At least we got the camp all closed up before it hit us. I think we're going to be stuck here for the night though. Look at that snow falling. "Well, we've got heating, food and warm clothing, so it won't be too bad. It's not the first time we've stayed overnight."
Artie picked up the local newspaper from the table in front of him. "Ben, did you read this today?" "Nuh." "Well wait until you hear this. You know that lady who runs the diner down there - it's maybe 45 minutes away from this camp. Well apparently, she was killed this morning by someone called.....the Bondage Hitchhiker." "You're kidding. Why are they called that?"
"Well, apparently this lady is a dark haired female - there's no clear description yet because no one has gotten much information yet, but apparently she's obsessed with bondage. Basically she ties up people and tortures them for a while with tickling and ice cubes - you know the sort nothing really dangerous. Well apparently this lady at the diner fought back when she was about to be tied up and was killed." "With what?" "A meat skewer." Isn't that the strangest thing you've ever heard. Says here that the police were all over that place this morning. Apparently a car was stolen too from some guy who went to the bathroom at the diner and left the keys inside, but they have no idea what's happened to it. However, they think it was the same person. Isn't that weird. They call her "hitchhiker" because apparently she hitches rides from a lot of people. "That is one strange story."
Another classic Headmistress strory. I'm looking forward to reading more