## Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Sat Feb 16, 2013 9:53 am

The door opened and two young men, Jimmy and Mike, entered.
“Oh, there you are! At last!” the young woman impatiently said. “I’ve been waiting for you for so long. Shall we get started?” She approached them, and crossed her hands in front of her. She was dressed in a floral patterned, ankle-length black heavy plush skirt, with several lace petticoats, and a long-sleeved white lace-blouse. Around her waist, a wide light blue silk ribbon, several yards long, was tightly wound and tied off in a bow-tie in the back.
The men, dressed in cut off denim jeans and white t-shirts, uneasily looked at each other and the taller one, Mike, asked:
“Are you sure about this, Jenny? It just seems a bit; well I don’t know, over the top somehow, that’s all.”
“’Cause I’m sure!” she self-confidently answered. “What a silly question, boy! You tie my hands together, put a blindfold and a gag of your choice in my mouth, take me to your car and drive me to a secret location, within easy reach of the subway- and/or bus-network, where you will tie my wrists behind my back, and my feet, and possibly my knees, together. Of course, all the knots have to be put in places where I can reach them, just not too easily. I will then attempt to escape within four hours; it’s as simple as that! If I succeed, fine; it’ll then be my turn to try; if I fail, fine; you can do whatever you want with me.”
Being called a boy made Mike frown, and he was just barely able to hold back the sharp words, that so wanted to come out.
He grabbed her hands, tied them together maybe a bit snugger than was really necessary, took a scarf from his pocket and blindfolded her with it, and told her to open her mouth. When she did, he stuffed a bunched up handkerchief inside, and tied a second scarf around her head to hold it in place.
“Move it!” he growled in her ear, grabbed her arm, and shoved her out the door, down two flights of stairs, and into the back-seat of a car waiting outside. He slammed the door shut, and went over to sit in the front passenger –seat, and the car drove off.
As Jenny sat there, she started feeling for the knot to try to undo it. Then she remembered she was still in a speeding car with nowhere to escape to.
“Patience, girl!” she told herself. “You won’t have any trouble getting free. Remember, you’ve practiced this so many times, you can get out of almost anything, in your sleep!”
The car came to a sudden halt, the door opened and someone grabbed her elbow, and helped her get out.
“What do you think? Is this what you were looking for?” Jimmy said, with a lot of barely contained pride in his voice.
“Let me have a look.” Mike replied and Jenny could hear him turn around. “Hm, subway-station over there, check; a bus-stop over there, check; an abandoned old house over here; check. It meets all the requirements I gave you. So far, I might ad. Let’s get inside, and see what it looks like. Come on, you.” The last remark was made to Jenny, as he once again grabbed her arm, and pulled her inside, though being kind enough to lift her skirts up a bit, so she wouldn’t stumble on them, on her way up the five steps.
She was told to sit down in a chair and her arms were, temporarily, released. Then they were tied behind the back of the chair, with several both horizontal and vertical loops.
A rope was tightly wound around her waist and her wrists, pinning them to the back of the chair. One last rope tied her ankles together.
“O.K,” Jimmy said, “I’ve set a timer to go off in thirty minutes. Not until then are you allowed to start your attempt to get free. You will then have an additional three and a half hours to get free and get home. If you are not; well, we’ll see what happens then shall we? Enough money to buy bus- and subway-tickets is in a purse, placed on a table next to the entrance. We both wish you the very best of luck, and see you back home. Your time starts NOW!”
Jenny could hear a “BEEP!” as the timer started counting down the seconds.
As soon as she heard the door close, she started feeling for the knot, which tied the rope around her wrists together. After some wiggling about, she found it.
“That’s an easy enough knot to undo.” she thought. “The only problem is; I can barely reach it with my fingers! Oh, well; it’s not entirely out of reach. Now, all I have to do is waiting for the timer to go off. Are the rest as easily accessible, I wonder? Only time will tell.”
At last, the timer started “BEEP”-ing, and she was allowed to start trying to get free.
“Let’s see, if I can do this while still having my blindfold on?” she challenged herself.
To her surprise, the knot on the rope around her wrists was even easier to undo, than even she had imagined. The rope around her waist, which at the same time pinned her arms to her sides, however, had a much more complicated knot, which took her for ever to find and undo, as it also was half-hidden inside the bow on her back.
The rope around her ankles had the most complicated knot of them all. For one thing, she had a hard time bending over because of the tightly wound, wide ribbon around her waist, and she was all but ready to give up the attempt, when she eventually found it, and could start working on it.
The knots to her blindfold and gag Mike had cleverly hid in her mane of curly hair, but were fairly easy to undo.
“Well, that was about time!” she thought, when she had undone every knot and could stand up. “All I have to do now is; get out of here, find a bus-stop or a subway-station, and go home!”
When Jenny came out of the house, she discovered she was on the other side of town, and had to change buses as well as subway-lines a couple of times, before she got home.
When she eventually did, the house was eerily silent, as if no one was home.
“That’s strange?” she thought. “You might think, they would be home waiting to see if I made it in time, or not.”
However, ever since she walked through the door, she had been aware of a strange mumbling sound, coming from upstairs. She lifted her heavy skirts and went to investigate, and found both boys sitting on foot-stools in their bedroom. They had their hands tied behind their backs, and their ankles were also tied together, and they were gagged with handkerchiefs stuffed in their mouths, and bandanas.
When they saw her they started “mph”-ing wildly, as if trying to make her aware of something behind her. Before she had time to react, something wet was pressed against her mouth and nose, and everything went black. Before it did, though, she thought she heard someone say:
“Let’s see if you can get out of this kind of trouble. I seriously doubt it!”
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Sun Feb 17, 2013 12:55 pm

From here on, it's pretty much f/f
Jenny slowly opened her eyes, feeling a bit groggy.
“Where am I?” she thought. She looked around, but couldn’t recognize anything. She had her hands behind her back, but when she tried to bring them in front of her, she noticed they were crossed and tied together. Her feet had also been tied together. At least she wasn’t gagged again. She opened her mouth to scream for help, when she heard a door being opened behind her.
“Well, good morning sleepy head!” a female voice said. “If you’re looking for the boys, I’ve put them in another room for now, so we could have a talk, you and I. Woman to woman, you know.
My first question I suppose is: What were you doing in my house? And don’t deny being there, because I saw you go in there, and only the boys come out again.”
The woman, who now stood in front of Jenny, was a couple of years older than Jenny and had her shoulder length hair dyed bright red. She was dressed in a pink tank-top and a tartan mini-skirt. “Why would I tell you anything, when I don’t even know who you are?” Jenny said, trying to sound more confident than she actually felt.
“I’m Lollo,” the woman introduced herself,” and I can be real nice or I can be real nasty, depending on the answer to my question. So, once again: What were you doing in my house?”
“Well, my name is Jenny, and the house we were in is long since abandoned, so it can’t very well be yours.”
“Yes, yes, I know it’s abandoned,” Lollo impatiently snapped,” and have been for a very long time! That’s why I use it as my hideout. When I’m not on the road, that is. My question was: What were you doing there?”
“Nothing,” Jenny innocently said,” just playing.”
“Playing, huh? When I asked the boys, they said they tied you up in there, to see how long it would take you to get home. But I suppose that answer will have to do. My second question is: Are you always dressed like that, and if so; why?”
“That was really two questions in one, wasn’t it?” Jenny remarked, but hastily continued when she saw the expression on Lollo’s face: “Yes, I’m almost always dressed in clothes like this, because I like it.”
“O. K, That’s at least gives me something to work with, I suppose.” Lollo said. She untied Jenny’s hands and retied them in front of her, before untying her feet. “Come on girl, let’s go!” she commanded as she yanked on the rope. “You and I are going on a trip.”
“What about the boys?” Jenny asked as she tried to steady herself, and try to get at the knot at the same time. However this knot was expertly placed out of reach of her fingers.
“What about them?” Lollo sarcastically asked. “They’re at home, safe and probably watching TV till their eyes start to bleed. You see, it was all a trick to get hold of you!”
Jenny wanted to know why, but before she had the chance to ask, Lollo put a handkerchief in her mouth and tied a bandana around her head.
“So, here’s what we’re gonna do: First of all; we’re gonna go to your place in a moment, I’m gonna pack some of your clothes in a suitcase, or two.
Second: we’re gonna hit the road. For how long; only God knows. But I can promise you one thing; you will have as much fun as you’ll ever be likely to have, and I will take you places you’ve probably never visited, and then straight back home; as soon as we’re done.
Third: I’m gonna keep you cuffed or tied, at all times. And of course gagged, when you don’t have to eat or speak. Very few exceptions will be allowed. Is all of this understood?”
Jenny sighed deeply, but nodded.
“Good,” Lollo said; “now, let’s go!” They walked out on the street, and to a people-carrier which to be fair, probably had seen better days. The back-seats had been removed, and Jenny was made to sit on the floor in the back. Her ankles were tied together and then her wrists were put in cuffs and tied to them, so she had to sit with her chin supported on her knees. A heavy chain wound around her waist a couple of times, and locked to rings in the floor on either side of her, made sure she wouldn’t be able to stand up.
At her house, Jenny expected to at least be allowed to go in, but Lollo just said:”Back in a sec,” slammed the door and left her alone. When she came back, she hauled two suit-cases, filled to breaking-point. She threw them on the floor beside Jenny and remarked, while trying to get her breath back: “I never knew those skirts and petticoats were so damned difficult to pack, and so heavy to carry. I think I managed to get all of them, and some other stuff I thought you might need. If there’s something missing, we’ll just have to buy it, as we go along.” She slammed the door shut, got in the driver’s seat and drove off.
They made one last stop, before leaving town; it was at the local supermarket, where Lollo bought several bags of thick diapers.
“They’re for you, so we don’t have to stop quite so often.” she explained, when she saw the puzzled look on Jenny’s face.
“Oh, no,” Jenny thought as the first one was put on her. “She wants me to start wearing diapers! Whatever will she want me to do next?”
The answer to that question came a few hours later. The van stopped outside a tent, and Lollo went around and opened the door. “When I’ve taken the diaper off, I’ll help you get undressed and put these on instead. I think we have about the same size, so they’ll probably fit.” She threw a gold and silver-sequined, long-sleeved leotard and a pair of grey pantyhose inside and climbed in. She unlocked the chain around Jenny’s waist, unlocked the cuffs around her wrists, and finally untied the ropes around her wrists and ankles, and then Jenny was helped on her feet.
Lollo took vice-like grip on Jenny’s arm and led her inside a building, and into a bathroom, where she helped her “prisoner” out of her skirt and blouse and into the pantyhose and leotard.
When the gag was finally taken out, Jenny moaned, and said: “I don’t wanna wear diapers! Why am I wearing these stupid clothes? What are you going to do to me? “
“I actually don’t really care about what you want, or don’t want to wear!” Lollo snapped. “As for what we are doing here, and why you are wearing these clothes; I am a travelling performer and you are my only prop. My only living one, anyway. I will throw a couple of knives at you, while you are tied to a spinning board, among other things. Oh, don’t worry,” she said when she saw the growing panic in Jenny’s eyes, “I seldom hit anything I don’t want to hit!”
“SELDOM hit?” Jenny cried, shaking like a leaf. “I don’t EVER want you to hit me with those knives!”
“As I said; don’t worry, I won’t!”
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Wed Feb 20, 2013 7:18 am

“What am I doing? Am I completely bonkers?” Jenny asked herself later on that night, as she stood strapped and blindfolded to a big spinning wheel, hearing big knives hit all around her, some coming uncomfortably close.
Lollo had entered the stage a couple of minutes ago, dragging Jenny behind her. She had her hands tied in front of her, and a rope was attached to her bound together hands. Lollo bowed and proceeded, with the help of a member of the audience to strap Jenny to the wheel. Then she had instructed the man to first blindfold Jenny, and then herself. Hearing that Lollo would be blindfolded too, made Jenny want to walk out and keep walking until she reached the safety of her own home, but by then it was too late; he had already strapped her down.
Luckily, the act ended well, and Lollo went on to the next, and final, part which also involved Jenny. This time however, she didn’t have to be strapped onto anything. Instead, she was supposed sit in a box, with her knees under her chin, and then it was locked. She could hear Lollo walk around it, slamming various heavy-sounding metal-objects together.
All of a sudden, swords were beginning to appear all around her, narrowly missing, and then being drawn out again. The lid was opened and she was helped to her feet, and out of the box. Her hands were then tied together again, and she was lead out, the same way she had been lead in.
Back at the car, she was again made to sit in the emptied out space in the back, and Lollo drove them to a nearby house, which a friend of hers had been kind enough to let them borrow for a couple of days.
She lead Jenny inside, helped her get out of the leotard and pantyhose, put a fresh, thick diaper on, and then dressed her in a garter-belt, thigh-high sheer silk stockings, a couple of laced petticoats, a heavy, ankle-long black velvet skirt, and a white lace blouse. Lastly, she tied Jenny’s hands and elbows back together again behind her back, cuffed her knees together, preventing her from taking long steps, and gagged her with a handkerchief and bandana.
She walked around her captive/helper, taking a close look.
“M-hm-hm,” she admiringly said, as she nodded vigorously. “You look simply stunning! Here, let me show you!” She put a full-length mirror in front of Jenny, who only had to agree. She already knew the clothes looked good on her, but having to keep her arms behind her back like they were now made her chest stand out and her posture more grown-up-like.
Lollo asked if she liked what she saw, and Jenny nodded with tears of pure happiness running down her cheeks; she had finally found a way to look older than she really was.
That evening, Lollo untied her wrists and elbows, and retied the now crossed wrists in front of her. She tied a rope between Jenny’s bound together hands and casually they walked out the door and to the supermarket a few blocks away.
When they arrived Lollo tied the rope she had used to gently tow Jenny along to a cart and then they started strolling up and down the aisles. They carefully picked out the best fruits, veggies and other stuff they could think of, slowly navigating their way through the crowd, Lollo always making sure they were where there were the most people, including choosing the longest queue at the check-out.
As they walked out of the store, a woman approached them and asked Jenny if she liked having her hands tied and being dressed like that.
Instead of taking the gag out of Jenny’s mouth to let her answer for herself, Lollo answered:
“Mm; yes she does. She’s actually begged me, almost on her bare knees, to keep her tied up as much as, and whenever possible.” She lifted Jenny’s skirts up a bit, revealing her cuffed knees. “This is also her idea. It makes her walk more like a lady, she says. Before we went here, she said she wanted her elbows tied behind her back, but I vetoed that. But I don’t know; next time maybe I will. If nothing else, it would make her walk even more like a lady.”
“I see,” the woman said. “Personally, I think she’s right, and you should do what she wants. And the gag; what purpose does that serve?”
“The gag?” Jenny could see Lollo was thinking a million miles an hour, to come up with a plausible explanation. “No purpose at all really, except it stops her disturbing me, so I can concentrate on what to buy. If I want her opinion on something, I just ask her questions to which she can shake her head, or nod. I could have left her at home I suppose, but as the weather was good, and I thought we both could use a bit of fresh air, I took her along. I’m Lollo by the way, and this is Jenny.”
“Nice to meet you, Lollo and Jenny, my name is Anette.” the woman introduced herself.
Lollo who, when they started talking had put the bags with the things they bought on the ground, lifted them at the same time as she tried not to let go of the rope, and prepared to go home.
“That looks awkward.” Anette remarked. “Here; let me take the rope, and you can carry the groceries. We could talk on the way back to your place; there is so much more I’d like to know.”
“Yes, please; if you don’t mind? I just noticed myself, it was a bit awkward.” She handed the rope over to Anette, and they started slowly walking, talking about this and that.
When they arrived back at the house, Lollo took the rope from Anette. “I think I’ll manage from here. Thanks for your help, and company,” she said.
“Not at all,” Anette said. “So, this is where you live? Strange; I thought the Anderson’s did. I hope they haven’t moved out, without telling me? They’re such dear friends of mine, you know!”
“No, they still do! It’ just that they’re on vacation at the moment, and they asked us to come and be house-sitters, while they were. They’ll be back soon.”
“Well, in that case! I hope you don’t mind if I pop in later on this week, so we could maybe have a cup of coffee or tea together?”
“No, not at all! I would love to.” Lollo said.
“Oh God, what have I done?” Lollo moaned as she helped Jenny, who again had her wrists tied behind her back, change the diaper. “I think we’re in the clutches of the gossipmonger of the town.”
“Ng-hng!” Jenny, who of course still was gagged, agreed.
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Fri Feb 22, 2013 6:55 am

It wasn’t long before Mrs. Anderson returned. In fact, it was the next day. Lollo gagged her, and had wound a chain around Jenny’s waist a couple of times, padlocking the ends to a deck-chair in the back-yard, and was now busy doing some cleaning.
She could hear the door-bell, Lollo saying; “Oh, good afternoon Mrs. Anderson! Please, come in!” and Mrs. Anderson replying:”Good afternoon dear and thank you! But please, call me Anette; everyone else does!”
‘I bet they do!’ Jenny thought. ‘And I also bet most of them call you something quite different, when you’re not around!’
“Now, where’s the lovely Jenny? I’ve got a little special something for her!” she could hear Mrs. Anderson asking and Lollo’s reply: “I’ve got her chained to a deck-chair in the back-garden. In fact, I was just going out to check on her; would you like to come too?”
‘No, please don’t!’ Jenny thought, but of course Mrs. Anderson accompanied Lollo outside.
“Ah, there you are!” she chirped. “I’ve got a present for you! I used to use them on my own two daughters, when they were about your age!”
She took out what looked like a birds-nest, made of leather straps, from a brown bag. She, with the help of Lollo, untangled it and they lay everything out on the ground. There were a long strap and a leather belt attached to it, with a D-ring in front. She reached inside the bag once more, and produced a long, wide strip of some kind of dense fabric.
“Why, thank you, Mrs Anderson.” Lollo said. “You’re very kind. Shall we go and put them in her bed?”
She told Jenny to sit up, so she could tie her hands behind her back, before unlocking the chain around her waist.
They went into her bedroom, Lollo took the bedcover and blanket off, and Jenny was told to lie down, to be used as a reference.
“The strap,” Mrs. Anderson instructed,” should be fastened to the bed-frame on either side at waist-level. The belt is put around her waist, so she will be able to turn from left to right, and back again but not get out of bed.
To stop her tampering with the belt at night, I brought you these mittens. I think, just by looking at her hands, they will fit just nicely!” She produced a pair of old, heavy leather mittens from the bag. They had lockable cuffs to prevent the wearer from removing them. To stop the hands from over-heating, there were tiny holes on the top of the mittens, as a kind of ventilation.
“The nice thing with the mittens is that, by using a small padlock, they can be locked together.” Mrs Anderson went on.
“Thank you so much for your kind gift, Mrs. Anderson,” Lollo said. “I will start using it already tonight!” She looked at Jenny and smiled.
Mrs. Anderson rummaged around in the bag and took out a small, padded leather belt with a buckle. “I suppose you don’t keep her gagged when she is supposed to sleep? In case of an emergency?” she asked. “In that case, this works perfectly as a blindfold.
One more thing: All the leather is, admittedly, a bit old and stiff, but with the help of some grease if will soon be nice and soft again.”
“Once again; thank you, Mrs. Anderson.” Lollo said, as she more or less herded their unwanted visitor towards the door. “I’m sure I will start using your gifts already tonight. Now; it is certainly not my intention to be rude in any way,” (yes it is! Jenny thought)” but I’m afraid I have a lot to do today, so if you don’t mind?”
“No, not at all!” the elderly woman said. “I’m just glad those things will be used by someone again, instead of being packed down in a box in the attic, taking up space!”
When the door closed behind Mrs. Anderson, Lollo leaned against it, and sighed in relief. “She is a nice enough lady” she remarked, “but I suppose she can, and will, be a bit overwhelming as time goes by.”
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by Plueschbabycd » Fri Feb 22, 2013 12:04 pm

Hallo lasse like the story with every part more.
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Fri Feb 22, 2013 12:19 pm

> boundfan46 wrote:very good, continue please????

If you insist, I will write a few more installments! But I've noticed the plot is threatening to begin to go around in circles.
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by Plueschbabycd » Fri Feb 22, 2013 1:23 pm

Hallo perhaps it would help if both have to travel to another place and so can escape form Mrs. Anderson or this woman show her real face and captured Jenny.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Sat Feb 23, 2013 11:23 am

A couple of days went by, and Lollo and Jenny began feeling safe from Mrs. Anderson and her nosiness. Yes, they both agreed, she was a dear, sweet, little old lady, she had given them the strap and belt Lollo used to secure Jenny to her bed at night, she had given them the blindfold, but none of them could escape the feeling that the old lady could, potentially, be trouble. What kind of trouble, none of the girls could say.
One sunny day Lollo said:” Oh, come on! We can’t stay cooped up here forever! The sun is shining and the weather is lovely. What do you say; I change your diaper, tie your hands in front like I did the last time we went out, and you and I go for a long, nice walk?”
Jenny’s eyes lit up, she nodded, mumbled something through her gag, and they both went into the bathroom to get the first part of the plan done. When they came out, Lollo untied Jenny’s hands and retied them in front of her, took the wet gag out and replaced it with a foam-rubber ball and wound a scarf around the head to hold it in place, and tied a rope around her waist to be used as a “tow-rope”. After having put a waist-long coat over Jenny’s shoulders, they went for a walk; a walk which had no particular goal other than getting out of the house.
As they walked, side by side, Lollo having a firm grip on the rope around Jenny’s waist, they heard someone yelling “Yoho!”
‘Oh, please no!’ Jenny thought. ‘Please, let it not that loathsome Mrs. Anderson again!’ Thankfully, it wasn’t. It was another member of the towns “snoop-brigade”, this one being a middle-aged widow.
“There you are!” she said. “I’ve so wanted to meet you, ever since I talked to Anette the other day!” She scrutinized first Jenny, wearing her usual floral patterned, ankle-length black heavy plush skirt, with several layers of lace petticoats, and a long-sleeved white lace-blouse. Around her waist, a wide silk ribbon, several yards long, was tightly wound and tied off in a bow-tie in the back. Her wardrobe consisted almost entirely of the same type of clothes which she wore whether it was for school or otherwise. Today, she also wore thigh-high stockings, and on her feet a pair of red ankle-high, leather boots.
Then she scrutinized Lollo, being bare-footed in a pair of sandals and wearing a pair of old jeans, cut off just below the crotch, and a pink, armless t-shirt, just as closely.
“I do hope you’re not too hot in those clothes?” she asked Jenny, who shook her head.
The woman took Lollo’s hand, shook it firmly a couple of times, as if pumping water, and said: “How do you do? My name is Mrs Slocum, Evelyn Slocum, and you must be Lollo. Am I correct? And you,” she turned to Jenny, “must be Jenny, the girl who was fortunate enough to inherit some of Ashley and Jill’s things? You see, Ashley and Jill were Anette’s daughters, who tragically died in a car-crash a couple of years ago. She has been looking for a way to get rid of the stuff ever since, not wanting it to remind her of them. And then you came along, my dear,” she put a cool hand on Jenny’s arm, “and reminded her so much of them. I do hope you are satisfied with what she gave you?” When Jenny nodded, and Lollo said; “Yes, thank you,” she went on:” Good! She will be so pleased to hear that. I do hope you will find time to pop in for a cup of tea some day? There is so much I want to ask you!
I know; why don’t you two walk home with me now; have a cup of tea or coffee, and I could perhaps ask those things today?”
Jenny shrugged and Lollo had just about time to say:”Well, I don’t know...” when Mrs Slocum continued, in Jenny’s direction: “If you are worried about not having access to fresh diapers should you need it; worry no more! I have at least one cupboard full of the stuff; every thickness, type and size imaginable. It’s a legacy of my own daughter Liza-Beth, who, I regret to say, died in the same car-crash which killed Anette’s daughters, and who liked to wear them as much as possible. You can have them; that way you’ll be saving a right fortune on the stuff. And believe me; I really know how expensive diapers can be, especially if you wear them twenty-four seven.”
Suddenly, she got a worried look on her face. “I hope I haven’t thrown out the leather-belt I sometimes locked around her waist, when we went out? If I haven’t, maybe you could start wearing it? There is a leather strap attached to it as well. You could easily hide the belt under the ribbon around your waist, if it was to be wound around you in a slightly different way. What do you say?” Without waiting for an answer, Mrs. Slocum put one of her hands on Lollo’s waist, and started gently guiding them towards her home.
Fifteen minutes later, the two girls were sitting in Mrs. Slocum’s dark, almost dungeon-like living-room. Lollo had removed Jenny’s gag, and helped her take a sip through a straw of the very weak tea, which had been poured, leaves and all, into badly worn cups, placed front of them.
“Yuck! This so called “tea” is almost undrinkable!” Jenny whispered, when Mrs. Slocum left them alone, to look for the belt she had mentioned before. As Lollo nodded, she reappeared, holding the belt in her hands. Attached to it was not only the leather strap, but also a pair of handcuffs.
“Ah; I just knew I hadn’t thrown it away!” she said, delighted.
“Let’s put it on, my dear, and see if and how it fits. Could you help me unwind the ribbon for now?” she asked Lollo.
The leather-belt fitted as if custom-made for Jenny’s waist. Her hands were untied and then strapped in front into the leather hand-cuffs.
“Now, let’s look at the diapers.” Mrs. Slocum said, and led the way to a huge cupboard, standing in one of the rooms. When she opened the doors, Jenny and Lollo saw it was filled to bursting with packs of diapers. Together, they selected twelve thirty-packs of extra thick ones and Mrs Slocum offered to drive them back to the house; an offer which was very much appreciated and accepted on the spot. Before they left however, Lollo put Jenny in one and asked how it felt. Jenny, who of course had the foam-rubber ball back in her mouth, could only nod as an answer to the question if it felt good.
When she had helped them unload, and put everything away in a cupboard in the bathroom she told them they were very welcome back, whenever they needed more.
The well-behaved Lollo thanked her, and told her they’d keep that in mind.
The girls went inside and stayed there, until they were sure the coast was clear. Then Lollo carried all the packs of diapers out to their own van, and started packing their things.
“I don’t know what you think;”she said,” but I think that if we stay here for much longer, we’ll be stuck here forever! I have a creepy feeling every senior citizen in the town is out to get us! Pretending to give us things, while all they really want to do is snoop around, and find out as much as they can! Not that there is anything to find out, but they seem determined to, even if they have to fabricate stories; which I’m sure they will! Stories, fabricated as well as true, of you and I will pass many a lonely, cold winter-night, you mark my words!” She led Jenny to the car, and somehow managed to squeeze her in, so she could be chained to the floor, the way she had been on the way there.
She slammed the doors shut and more or less ran to the front-door on the driver’s side. “Hang on,” she yelled over her shoulder, “hostiles at twelve o’clock!” By that she meant Mrs, Anderson and Mrs. Slocum. She pressed the throttle as hard as she possibly could, and the car, complete with a screaming engine and smoking tyres sped away from the town, never to be seen again.
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by Plueschbabycd » Sat Feb 23, 2013 2:40 pm

nice part I wish had such heavy plush skirt need not be black pink would also OK.
I wait come next perhaps this time a cabin in wood Jenny leave only it necessary. I mean for only the show.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Sun Feb 24, 2013 1:28 pm

The car came to a halt a few minutes later, and Lollo went back and opened the door, and leaned in.
“Would you rather come and sit in front with me?” she asked.”It must be rather uncomfortable sitting back here.”
Jenny looked up and nodded. “M-hm,” she mumbled.
Lollo unlocked the chain holding Jenny’s hands and feet locked to the floor and instead helped her to sit in the front passenger seat.
“That’s more comfortable, isn’t it? Did you see the look on the old ladies faces as we drove off? They were simply priceless!” she giggled.
Jenny, who hadn’t seen much except piles of thrown-in luggage and only had been able to look out through a small gap, shook her head. She hadn’t seen anyone.
A few hours later, Lolo turned off the high-way, onto a narrow dirt-road, cut into the dense forest. Having driven a few hundred meters, they came to a pike. Jenny stepped out, opened it, got back in and started driving again.
When she saw the puzzled look on Jenny’s face, she explained there was an old log-cabin at the end of the road. “It is on the smallish side for two people with this much luggage,” she went on, “but I think we’ll manage just fine. Besides, I’m not planning on being there for much more than a month; if that.”
‘No way’ Jenny horrified thought, ‘am I going to be cooped up together with her in a smelly old cabin for a month!’
“My guess is that you’re sitting there, planning your escape right now, because you don’t want to be alone with me for that long; am I right?” Lollo asked, but didn’t really need any answer; one look on Jenny’s face said more than a thousand words.
“Well please, go right ahead and try to escape. However, I don’t think you’d be all that successful, because:
A, your knees are cuffed together, and because of that you will have trouble getting over high hurdles.
B, even if they weren’t, those skirts of yours are so heavy you’d have trouble running very fast, and running around half-naked in the woods is something I wouldn’t recommend anyone to do.
C, look around you; where would you run to? If you could, that is. There is not a house for miles around, so we’ll be completely cut off from the outside world you and I, for as long as we’re here.
And D, my guess is that I need to change your diaper by now, and this place is as good as any to do it.
So we stay here for now and continue our journey, when I’ve figured out where to go.”
They stopped outside an old cabin, with a precariously saggy roof. Lollo carried most of the things inside, leaving only about half the packs of diapers in the car, before unbuckling Jenny’s seat-belt and leading her inside.
She made her lie down on the cabins only bed and quickly changed her diaper, before lighting a fire in the stove.
A couple of days later, Lollo told Jenny:
“I’m going to the store to buy some things and possibly make a phone-call, I don’t know yet. I’ll be back in an hour, but in the meantime, I want you to lie down on the bed, so I can tie you to it. You could probably come along, but I’m guessing I’ll have more than enough things to worry about, so I don’t need the added pressure of having to drag you along as well. Oh don’t pout, honey,” she said when she saw the look on Jenny’s face, “I’ll buy you something so we can have a real good time when I come back; promise!”
Reluctantly, Jenny did as she was told; Lollo removed the cuffs above her knees and the gag but strapped the blindfold in place instead, and tied her hands and feet to the four corners of the bed.
She felt a light kiss on the fore-head and hear Lollo whispering: “See it as an opportunity to get some extra sleep. Back soon, honey!”
The door closed, and she was alone.
She must have dozed off, because the next thing she was aware of was Lollo again kissing her on the fore-head and whispering:” I don’t really want to wake you up sweetheart, but I’ve got something to show you.”
She removed the blindfold, and Lollo saw he was holding two bathing-suits in one hand, one light blue and the other one dark blue.
“I bought these” she explained, “because there is a small lake nearby, and I thought you might like to have a swim. And besides, your skin hasn’t felt water since you left home, and it is high time it did. Don’t you think so, too?”
As Jenny had been unable to speak for such a long time (Lollo hadn’t permitted any talking at the dining-table, nor when she had gone to bed, which of course were the only times she had been without a gag these past few days), she had to clear her throat a couple of times to get the voice working again.
“Amazing!” she cried, when she was sure the voice worked properly again. “You’ve so read my mind! You’re apparently not only an expert knife-thrower, but you’re a mind- reader as well! I’m SO ready for a bath; and I don’t care if the water’s got big chucks of ice floating around in it! ”
“Oh, it’s really nothing to be astounded over,” Lollo defended herself. “I just thought that if I wanted to get clean, and remember I have been wearing shorts and t-shirts all this time; you must want it even more, having been dressed in long, heavy skirts, long-sleeved blouses and diapers. And let’s face it: it isn’t exactly Chanel n: o 5 we smell of; is it?”
“No, guess not,” Jenny agreed. “When do we leave? I wanna go right now!”
“How about, as soon as I’ve helped you change into one of these bathing-suits? Which one would you prefer?”
“Great! Then I’ll have the light blue one, please.” Jenny once more cried. “But,” she added, more calmly “you don’t really need to help me get dressed this time, you know. It is one thing to help me get dressed in the morning, because then you also change my diaper, and put my hands in the cuffs, but it’s an entirely different thing now, when I can use my hands.”
“Nonsense,” Lollo said, “of course I’ll help you. If I don’t, I’ll feel like I haven’t really fulfilled my promise, from back when we started this journey.”
“Oh? Just to satisfy my curiosity: what promise, and to whom?” Jenny asked.
“I promised to take care of you, to keep you safe, and to bring you back home in one piece, no matter what.” Lollo replied. She didn’t answer the question about whom she had made the promise to, but Jenny began to get a sneaking suspicion she knew who.
When both girls were dressed in bathing-suits, Lollo locked a stainless steel chain around Jenny’s waist. She grabbed the free end, locked it around her own waist and said:”Did you really think you’d be completely free to swim wherever you wanted? This chain is long enough for you to swim unhindered beside me; but when I get out of the water, so will you have to.”
Jenny, still overwhelmed by the thought of being clean once again, couldn’t have cared less that she had to do exactly as Lollo wanted; she had done it for so long, she had become used to not having a free will anymore.
“I wonder” she thought out aloud, “if my parents or my brother haven’t been aware of what has been happening to me?”
“All of them have, actually!” Lollo said. “Some of it has been your brother’s idea, and some of it, your parents.”
“Remind me to thank them, when we get back home!” Jenny smiled.
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by lasse672000 » Mon Feb 25, 2013 6:15 am

One week passed, and then another. Lollo made frequent trips to get supplies and to make phone-calls, every time tying Jenny to the bed and blindfolding her.
One day, however, she said:”Let’s go home, shall we?”
Jenny’s eyes lit up and she nodded. Lollo changed her diaper, and carried the rest of them, along with the clothes, out to the car. She came back; made sure the cuffs around her wrists were properly locked on (“You wouldn’t want your parents thinking I haven’t kept my promise, now would you?” she asked) and escorted her ‘captive’ to the car.
She made Jenny comfortable sitting in the passenger seat, and went and sat down behind the wheel.
After a couple of hours, they stopped for lunch at a small truck stop. The girls attracted a lot of attention, and Jenny a lot of compliments for her clothes and general looks. They ate their greasy burgers and even greasier fries and Jenny drank two large cups of soda through a straw, while Lollo only drank a small one, and they both used the bathroom. Lollo put the gag back in Jenny’s mouth before leaving the place, and then they drove off.
“Well, gorgeous” Lollo noted, “haute cuisine it sure wasn’t, but at least it was something to put in the tummy.” A statement Jenny whole-heartedly agreed with by nodding.
Several hours, and two diaper-changes later, they finally reached Jenny’s home. Lollo went round, opened the door, grabbed Jenny by the arm, led her to the front door and knocked. A few seconds later it opened and Jenny’s mother Anita whished the girls welcome home. Jenny went inside, while Lollo carried the entire luggage upstairs and into Jenny’s bedroom.
“I took the liberty of putting the bed-restraint in place for you.” She told them, when she returned. “How about we all go upstairs and I’ll show you what she’s got and, if you want to, show how it works.”
“What I’m most interested in are her restraints, and how to put them on. And also how to gag her, without hurting her too much,” Anita remarked. “Putting diapers on someone I’ve done several times before, so that’s one thing I can do with my eyes closed.”
“O. K, well, the belt with wrist cuffs is pretty straight-forward really.” Lollo and Anita walked behind Jenny, and Lollo lifted the bow-knot in the silk-ribbon so she could see. “You see?” she said. “The belt closes with a couple of buckles, just as almost every other belt. It’s apparently a wee bit tight, but so far she hasn’t complained about it. The trick, which actually isn’t all that hard to learn, is how to wind the ribbon around her waist in such a way it’s invisible. Just remember to keep the buckles in the middle of her spine, and the cuffs on the other side will also be in the middle.” They went round in front, and Lollo grabbed one of Jenny’s hands. “These wrist-cuffs are designed for a snug fit. She wears them all day long, but still there are no marks on her skin at night.” She pushed on Jenny’s shoulder, so she sat down in a chair and lifted up her skirts to reveal the metal thigh-cuffs just above her knees.
“These cuffs,” she explained, “also stay on all day and all night. The only times they’ve come off, are the times when we’ve gone swimming. And that was only for safety’s sake. I then linked us together with a long chain around both our waists. You probably will want to chain her to something solid, every time you put her in the shower.
As you’ve probably noticed, she walks relatively unhindered even though her legs are pretty much cuffed together, and has done so ever since they were first put on. She can even climb stairs. The rest of the things I want to show you, are upstairs, so let’s go.” She grabbed Jenny’s arm and they all climbed the stairs.
“You were right!” Anita noted, having walked behind her daughter on the way up, just to see how she was getting on. “There was a slight shortness in the strides, but not to the point she couldn’t do it. But then, these steps are a bit higher than normal.”
When they came to Jenny’s room, Anita became fascinated with the bed-belt.
“Wearing this, Jenny can turn as she wants to in bed, but not get up!” Lollo explained. “And I put these,” she showed Anita the mittens, “on her hands, to stop her unbuckle the belt. She tried a few times in the beginning, but soon realized she couldn’t. “
“They are a bit clumsy and stiff, aren’t they?” Anita remarked. “I suppose I could make some and sew them onto her nightgowns. They’d be much softer and not so clumsy, but fill the same purpose. These could, however, be used in the daytime, I suppose.” She looked in the cupboard and saw all the packs of diapers. “O. K,” she dryly remarked, “at least we won’t have to buy any, any time soon!”
Lollo looked at her watch. “Time for a diaper-change, I believe!” she briskly said.
“Would you like to do it, Anita, or do you want me to do it?”
“No, I can do it, and after that I thought I’d start making dinner. You just relax, and I’ll have this taken care of, in a matter of minutes.”
“O. K. I’ve found that the easiest way to do it is to take her skirts off completely, (there is a zipper in the back) and make her lie down on the bed. The chain between her knee-cuffs is long enough to allow her to spread her legs.”
When mother and daughter came down a couple of minutes later, Anita agreed it had been a very easy task to change her daughter’s diaper. Anita went into the kitchen, and half an hour later, they were joined by Ben, Jenny’s father, and her brothers Jimmy and Mike.
They sat in the living-room and Lollo told them all about what had happened, since she drove off with Jenny a couple of weeks earlier.
After dinner, which Ben fed her, Lollo took Jenny aside, kissed her on the cheek, and said: “Don’t be sad, sweetie! I’ll come back for you, one of these days!” She turned around, opened the door, turned around again, and shouted:”Don’t forget to gag her again after every meal!”
“No, we won’t,” Ben said, put the soft ball back in Jenny’s mouth and buckled the strap, which held it in place, behind her head.
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Jenny escapes, but is captured by someone else! mm/f

Post by Plueschbabycd » Mon Feb 25, 2013 9:02 am

Nice end I perhaps offer Lollo the job as nanny. If the had so much children the parents must work both or her father very good pay job and can afford it.
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show