Postby KP Presents » Mon Sep 14, 2015 3:08 am
“Keeethn,” Patty said as she looked up, “whsnntstnggg?”
“Dnttsksmmm,” Cassie said as she wriggled on the bed, “smmnngrbddssthm. Fmllrttthh.”
“Ntjeedwrdsggnn?”
“Nfmmllssfng,” Cassie said as she looked at me. “Ntthfrsttmtshpndd.”
“”Whstgnnthtnn,” Louise said as she and Fiona tried to sit up – only to fall onto their backs again. The room laughed as Jenny said “Llrrttclmdnnnwww.”
“Shwhddugtthrr?”
“Tknnfrddd – uuu?”
“Nkshn.”
That’s the problem with gag talk, you see – it really is incredibly difficult to understand, and for some reason, with this gag tighter than usual, that was even more the case.
As they tried talking to each other, I sat myself up and looked round, trying to figure out what was going on here. The last time this stunt was pulled was the Christmas before last, when we were all brought here for a party – only that time, they kinda sorta forgot to tell our parents they were doing it. That got Bobby, Colin and Martin – the boyfriends of Cassie, Jenny and Alicia – into a little bit of hot water, especially with Colin’s Dad – Detective Superintendant Barry Hampton, of Holderness CID.
However – given the fact I knew Mum had sent me out for no reason, I was fairly certain this as a game – which was more than Louise and Fiona did as Rachel and Patty sat up and tried to explain what was going on.
I looked over at Jenny, who was shaking her head and giggling into her gag, while Suzie and Cassie looked at each other.
Eventually, after a while, we heard the door to the cellar open, and the men who had brought me in walked down – along with a few friends, in a variety of heights, but all wearing boiler suits and black balaclavas.
“Ekkeke, spprrtmmm,” Suzie said as she watched one of them set down a tray. Going by sizes, I guessed we had Bobby, Colin, Martin, the Cottrell boys, and Charlie – so I really hope Tommy was there for Suzie’s sake. Each of them was carrying a bed tray, with a domed dish and a glass of juice on it, as they set them to the side of the room, and then stood by our beds, helping us to sit up as they slowly untied our upper bodies.
“Do not touch the gags,” I heard Bobby say, “Only remove them when we tell you to.”
“Wthshttymhmngnfths,” I mumbled as my captor released my arms.
“Do as we say, and everybody gets to go home afterwards,” he said, me smiling as I recognised Eric’s voice. So we all sat nice and compliant, as our hands were uncovered and we all rubbed our wrists.
“All right,” Bobby said as the tray was placed over our laps, “you may remove the gags.”
I reached behind my head and untied the scarf, and then looked at the others, as I saw the silver band over the white.
“Dcttpp? Uusdddcttpfrwhtttpp?”
Cassie and Patty nodded as we unwound the silver band, and then the white band, before the soaking wet cleave gag and cloth came out of our mouths. The masked captors gathered up the material, and then left us to look at each other.
“Okay,” Louise said as she looked at Cassie, “what in the name of all that is good and nice is going on here? Fiona and I went to see the Cottrell boys today, but we didn’t get as far as the drive to the farmhouse before we were pulled into a van, trussed up and brought here!”
“Oh yeah – you hadn’t found out about our games back then,” Cassie said with a smile as she sipped her drink, “I think we’re been invited to a party.”
“A party,” Fiona said, “that’s one heck of a way to send out invitations! I take it they’ve pulled this off before – and who did it anyway?”
“At a guess? My darling brother and his friends for starters,” Suzie said as she lifted the dome off, and cut into her fish. “I was planning to have a nice quiet day in the treehouse, with a few books and some snacks, but as soon as I went into the larger of the rooms I was grabbed from behind, blindfolded, and then felt someone covering my hands. You can guess the rest – ropes, gags, journey, and hey presto I find myself in here with Louise and Fiona.”
“You sound as if this is an everyday occurrence,” Louise said as she picked up a chip.
“Sometimes I think it is around here,” Jenny said as she took a drink. “I’ve lost count of the times I’ve been surprised at home with someone covering my mouth.”
“For good or bad reasons,” I asked as I tried to put some peas on my fork.
“Both,” Jenny said as she shook her head. “Take today – I was finishing off some pre-work for history, when I had a cloth clamped over my nose and mouth, and a very, VERY familiar voice told me to breathe deep, and let the chloroform do its work.”
“They pulled the pretend you’re been put to sleep trick? I really hope that familiar voice was someone you trusted.”
“Implicitly,” Jenny said with a smile, “so I pretended to fall asleep, let him tie me up and gag me, and carry me to a van. I could hear Cassie there as well?”
“I got the classic ‘hands behind your back and do as I tell you’ line – although he did make me gag myself first before he tied me up.
“Which was nice.”
I shook my head as I saw the smile on Cassie’s face, so I told them how I was taken off the street.
“What about you two,” I said as I looked at Patty and Rachel.
“Well,” Rachel said with a giggle, “we were playing at my house. Mum had allowed us to tie her to a chair, with some rope under her tummy and her ankles tied to the crossbar. She was then watching as I tied Patty up – lightly, it has to be said. Mum’s still a little tender about these things.”
I looked at Patty as she nodded, and said “So there I was on the couch, Mrs Rigg in the chair, with a scarf tied between her lips, and Rachel had just tied a cleave gag into my mouth, when this masked guy walks in and grabs her – and then a second one comes in and helps to tie her up, gag her, and then blindfold both of us.”
“Now I think of it,” Rachel said, “Mum was laughing all the way through it. I should have known it was a setup then...”
“So this is all a big game?” Fiona laughed and said “all right – I guess I can get with that, so what happens next.”
“One of two possibilities,” I said. “Possibility one – we get untied, told to put on party clothes, and get taken to a party upstairs.”
“And possibility two?”
“We get untied, told to wash and change into night clothes – and tomorrow is a really interesting day.”
“Right now,” Cassie said, “let’s enjoy supper – and then we can see what happens next...”
Once we had all finished, the boys came back and took our trays away, the boys came back and untied our legs one by one, as we were taken to the bathroom. I was third, as I saw Cassie and Suzie come back wearing long white nightgowns.
“Go in,” Eric said to me as he opened the door, “and prepare yourself for bed. You’ll find your nightdress on the stool in there.”
Going in, I saw a towel, soap, and our toothbrushes and toothpaste. There was also a folded white gown, which I glanced at before I stripped off and cleaned myself up.
Once I was washed and cleaned my teeth, I put my dirty clothes into a wash basket, and then put on the gown. It was really old fashioned, reaching the floor and covering my arms, with a lace collar and gathered cuffs.
As I walked back in, I saw that Cassie and Suzie were both in the process of being secured, as one of the boys handed me two sponges, and held up a roll of silver tape.
So – holding sponges in fists, taped over fists, socks over hands and socks taped to arms? Check.
Ropes holding my wrists crossed and together behind my back, and then rope around my waist, holding them in place? Check.
Bands of rope around my stomach, and above and below my chest, the latter annoying and confusing the hell out of me as they ribbed on me, particularly after he cinched them under my arms? Check.
Cloth in mouth, knotted strip of towelling, white tape round mouth, silver tape over white tape, and folded white cloth over all of that? Check.
Helped to sit down on bed, watching as ankles are secured? Check.
Band of rope around the skirt of my night gown, below and above my knees, holding the skirt of the night dress against my legs? Well, that was new, but it was that or he lifted the skirt up, so I lived with that.
Secured to the bed as I tried to get comfortable for the night, and watch all the others end up the same way as me? Check – but what was interesting to me was that the others all seemed to accept the long night dresses – even Louise and Fiona, although I guessed they had been told something.
Anyway, we were all on the beds, the lights turned off, as we slowly drifted off to sleep...
When I woke up the next morning, I rolled over and looked round, surprised to see that Cassie and Jenny had already gone, and the other girls were still sleeping. I looked to the stairs as one of the boys came down, and stood next to me, his finger to his lips.
“Sit up,” he said quietly, “I’m going to untie your legs, and then you need to come with me.”
I nodded as he untied me from the bed, and then removed the ropes from my legs, before he walked me up the stairs. I could see it was still fairly dark outside as we walked up the staircase and to one of the toilets.
“Now then,” he said as he started to unite my arms, “I will untie you, and uncover your hands, and then leave you. You may then remove your gag, and shower. Once you are finished, put on what you find and come out.”
I nodded as I shook my arms, and then went into the room. Removing my gag, I took off the nightgown and then stepped under the shower, letting the hot water wash over me as I cleaned myself up.
When I stepped out, my clothes and the gag had gone, and there was a bathrobe waiting for me. I put it on, the water dripping from my hair, and went out of the room to see my captor waiting for me, yawning before he saw me standing there.
“Sorry,” he said as he saw me, and I realised it was Bobby, “come with me please.” He walked me to one of the bedrooms, and then showed me in. Lying on the bed was a towel, and what looked like a short white nightdress.
And that was it – nothing else, so I dried my hair with the towel, as well as the rest of myself, and then looked for my bra and panties. They weren’t there, so I took off the robe and pulled the gown over my head, looking at myself as it covered me to my knees.
“Okay,” I said quietly, “what’s going to happen next?”
“Good morning.”
I slowly turned round at the familiar voice, my jaw dropping...