This is a story for my new young friend DamselIzzy
Chapter 1
Fourteen year old Izzy was walking home from the ice rink with her best friend Cloe every Saturday afternoon they attend ice skating lessons at the local ice rink which is close to the street where they live in a town called Millbrook.
“Are you going out tonight Izzy?” Cloe asked as they walked.
“Yeah sort of, I’m babysitting for Mrs Gordon who lives a few doors away, I’ll ask if you can come too if you want.” Izzy replied.
“No I can’t Mum and Dad are taking us to the cinema.”
“Cool what are going to see?”
“Daddy’s Home.”
“Cool it’s supposed to be really good.”
“I’ll let you know tomorrow. How many kids does Mrs Gordon have?” Cloe asked.
“Two a girl aged eleven called Olivia and boy year younger called Jack.”
“Have you looked after them before?”
“No it’s my first time, I’m a little nervous to be honest.”
“Relax you’ll be great.”
They reached Cloe’s house and they said their goodbyes before Izzy carried on walking home alone.
“Mum I’m home.” She called out as she entered the house.
“Izzy thank God you’re home early. Mrs Gordon called she wants you go around at six o’clock not seven o’clock as she first said, she said she’ll pay you extra. You go and get yourself showered and changed dear, I’ll make you a sandwich and drink before you go.”
Izzy went up to her room, and took off the clothes she was wearing and put on her dressing gown before going into the shower room.
Short while later she returned to her room and stood in front of the mirror in her underwear and brushed her damp collar length light brown curly hair.
It was a warm evening so decided to wear her pale blue denim shorts and a white vest top, along with white trainers and little white ankle socks.
As she looked at herself one final time in the full length mirror she could help but notice how toned and muscular her legs were getting it must be from all the ice skate training she'd been doing five times a week lately.
Once she was satisfied with her appearance she went downstairs, where her mum left her a sandwich and drink on the dining table.
“My you look like a proper babysitter dressed like that.” Her mum laughed.
“Do you think I should go and change?” Izzy replied.
“Don’t be silly I was only teasing you, you look a million dollars as always.”
By the time she’d finished her sandwich and drink it was a quarter to six.
“I’d better get going mum I’ll see you later.” Izzy said giving her mum a hug.
“Good luck dear, any problems you know where I am just give me a call.”
“Thanks mum.”
Izzy felt like she had a million butterflies in her stomach as she rang Mrs Gordon’s doorbell, she didn’t know why as she’d met the kids hundreds of times they were two good well behaved kids.
“Thank you for coming early Izzy I really appreciate I’ll pay you an extra five pounds.” Mrs Gordon said as she took Izzy into the house.
“It’s ok really Mrs Gordon there’s no need.” Izzy replied.
“No I insist dear. Now I’ve left my mobile number on table please don’t hesitate to call me if there are any problems, I’ve told these two little monkeys they have to be in bed for nine o’clock. There’s snacks and drinks and the fridge help yourself, and magazines and dvds down there if you get bored. Please don’t open the door to anyone. Kids you be good for Izzy and remember nine o’clock bed. I won’t be home late Izzy.”
Just then a car horn sounded outside the house.
“That will be my taxi I must dash the meter will be running.” Mrs Gordon said.
“Have a good night Mrs Gordon and don’t worry we’ll be fine won’t we kids?”
“You’re good girl Izzy I know you will, see you later.”
“Bye mum.” The kids called out.
"Jesus I thought she'd never go" Izzy laughed.
But the kids had gone they'd gone back into front room to play on their xbox.
After a while they came into the back room where Izzy was watching x factor on tv.
“Izzy we’re bored will play a game with us?” Jack asked.
“Of course I will, x factor is rubbish this year anyway.” Izzy replied.
“YESSSSS.” The kids both said together.
“Let me go to the bathroom first and then we’ll play whatever you want.” Izzy told them.
Izzy went up to the bathroom, when she returned she was shocked to see the kids both wearing one their mums stockings over their heads.
“Oh my god who are you two?” Izzy cried playing along with their game.
“We’re the babysitter bandits.” Olivia replied.
The babysitter bandit was girl who had recently been caught by the police for breaking into homes of rich couples while they were out and tying up their babysitter before leaving with their valuables.
“Oh my god what have you done with Jack and Olivia.”
“They’re tied up and gagged in their bedroom.” Jack replied.
“Are you going to tie and gag me too?” Izzy asked trying to sound scared still playing along with their game.
“Yes we are.” Olivia replied.
“Oh no please don’t.” Izzy said pretending to cry.
The kids both took one of Izzy’s arms and took her over to one of the dining chairs and sat her down.
Jack went out of the room and returned with a duffle bag, he tipped the contents out on the floor, Izzy was horrified to see lots of coils of rope.
Olivia pulled Izzy’s arms behind the chair and Jack passed her some rope and she began to wrap it around Izzy’s wrists also securing them to the wooden slats in the backrest of the chair.
“Arh it’s too tight.” Izzy cried as Olivia pulled the rope tight and knotted it.
She wasn’t play acting now the rope really was painfully tight.
“Tight is good” Olivia replied.
Olivia spotted a pair of Jacks underpants drying on the radiator along with other items their mum had washed earlier she told Jack to get them, along with one of mums silk underskirts that was also drying on the radiator.
Izzy wasn’t stupid she knew what the girl was planning to do with those.
“Please Olivia no, please Jack no.” She begged.
“Jack and Olivia are bound and gagged in their bedroom we’re the babysitter bandits.” Jack replied passing his sister the items.
“Well then please babysitter bandits nooommmmpppphhh”
She was cut short as Olivia stuffed the underpants in her mouth, Olivia then folded the underskirt into a wide band and pulled it tightly over Izzy’s mouth knotting it behind her head.
“Babysitter bandit Jack pass me more rope and then tie her legs you know what to do.”
Izzy could believe two younger kids were doing this to her, how could she have been so stupid to have played along with them, why didn’t she put a stop to their game before it started?
Olivia looped a length of rope three times around Izzy’s upper body above her small breasts securing her to the backrest of the chair, and then repeated the process below her breasts.
While she was doing this Jack pulled her legs apart and lashed her ankles to the chair legs.
Olivia then wrapped more rope around Izzy’s waist and the backrest of the chair and knotted it tightly.
Once she had finished the two babysitter bandits stood back and admired their pretty little captive who was close to tears.
“Babysitter bandit Jack get the valuables out of the fridge and bring them to our hideout.” Olivia told her brother.
Jack left and soon returned carrying a tray with the snacks their mum had left for Izzy and jug of juice and two glasses.
Izzy watched through tear filled eyes as the kids returned to their xbox game.
All Izzy could do was sit and hope the kids set her free before Mrs Gordon returned home as she’d hate to have to explain this to her.
The nine o’clock bedtime passed and there was no sign of the kids coming out of their games room, Izzy tried to call them through her gag but it was useless all that came up were muffled sounds.
Izzy spent the next hour or so trying free herself but it useless the little brats had trussed her up good and tight.
She could only watch as time slowly passed by on the clock on the wall and there was still no sign of the little brats.
It was now just after ten thirty and Izzy heard a key in the front door.
“Oh my God, Mrs Gordon” She said to herself through her gag.