It was late at night and I had closed the blinds to prevent anybody from seeing into the living room. Taking a seat on the couch was flicking through the now numerous television channels when there was a knock on the door. When I answered the door I was confronted by my cousin Gillian and her daughter Rachel. I had to take a second look as interestingly they were both dressed in what looked to me like the kind of nurse uniform you wear at Halloween under their jackets. Taken slightly aback, family members hardly ever drop in unannounced after dark. I invited them both in and locked the door after them. Gillian took a position facing the window whilst I stood in the middle of the room with Rachel standing just behind and to my left.
“Can I get you a drink or something” I asked Gillian. She didn’t reply then spun round and I saw that she was pointing a water pistol at me.
“Agent Jones, it’s nice to see you again. It has been a while but I hope that you remember me.” I stood in place shocked at this turn of events. “I see that you are surprised. Please be quiet and we can get started.” I stood stock still in the middle of staring, probably with a stupid expression on my face at my cousin. “Rachel please tie Agent Jones hands behind his back.” I gave no resistance as Rachel walked behind me, took both of my hands and securely tied my wrists behind my back. It looked like Gillian had decided to continue the games that we had played years ago. I was shocked but decided to paly along. “Please take a seat” Gillian said and gestured toward the couch. I felt Rachel grab my arm and let myself be led toward the couch where I took a seat. As soon as I had sat down Rachel produced two lengths of cord and used then to tie my ankles and thighs together. “Rachel honey I need to go upstairs and look around. Keep him quiet and any problems use the chloroform.”
“Wait. What is going on?” I enquired starting to worry a bit at my current predicament.
“Just relax and everything will be fine” Gillian replied as she headed up the stairs. Before I could say anything else Rachel produced a thick white cloth and stuffed it into my mouth. She then tied a silk scarf over my mouth to hold the packing in place. Rachel and I sat in silence for around ten minutes until Gillian came back down the stairs carrying what looked suspiciously like my collection of sleeping bags and down clothing in one hand. “I didn’t find what I was looking for but there was some interesting stuff.” Gillian said as I made unintelligible noises from behind my gag. My face then turned bright red as she held up what else she had found. Gillian had found the adult diapers that I had ordered. “No need to feel embarrassed. They will come in handy later. Rachel I am going to take these to the car. Keep an eye on Agent Jones and we will take him with us.”
“MMPH, MMPH” I made noises behind my gag whilst struggling against the cord binding my wrist. Take him with us I thought. To where?
“Calm down and relax” Gillian said
“Will I use the chloroform?” Rachel asked of her mum
“Not yet honey. He can take a nap once we get him in the car.” Gillian replied whilst smiling at me. Then Gillian spun round and went out to the car. I sat in stunned and indeed forced silence until Gillian returned from the car carrying one of my down jackets. It was a pink female jacket that I had purchased because I felt that it provided a better, tighter fit. “Stand up Agent Jones. Rachel is going to untie your hands but no funny business or else” Gillian said whilst levelling her plastic gun at me. With a little help from Rachel I stood up and waited as she untied my wrists. At this point I should explain as it was late at night I was wearing my pyjamas, top and bottoms with long legs and slippers. “Take off your top and put on this jacket” Gillian said and through the down jacket at me. I caught it and paused before doing as instructed. Once I had put on the jacket Gillian stepped forward, flipped up the hood and zipped it all the way up which covered the gag that I had on. Gillian then took a length of cord from Rachel and used it to bind my wrists in front of me. “When we go to the car no funny business or else.” I nodded my understanding, whilst still slightly baffled by this turn of events as Rachel untied the cords around my ankles and thighs.
Gillian led the way with Rachel guiding me by the arm as we went to the door. I couldn’t believe that I was about to exit the house like this. Surely someone would notice. But to be fair it was now fully dark and Gillian had been smart with the hood as it covered the gag as well as reinforcing it. Gillian had parked in the closest space and used her remote to unlock the car as we approached. Gillian opened one of the rear passenger doors and Rachel led me to that side and lowered me in. Gillian closed the door and stood there until Rachel made her way round to the other side and got in beside me. Rachel bent down and used a cord to tie my ankles then put on my seatbelt using it to pin my arms against my body. Gillian got in the front, started the engine and pulled away. “Time for that nap honey.” Gillian said from the driver’s seat. Rachel lent across and unzipped the hood on my jacket to allow access to my gag and then untied the knot in the scarf allowing it to drop and then her to remove the cloth from my mouth.
“Look is there really any need for the chloroform?” I asked playing along.
“Quiet and do as you are told.” Gillian replied. I sat and watched Rachel produced a think wad of cotton wool from her pocket and sprayed quite a bit of liquid from a perfume bottle onto it. Just like the old days I thought, using perfume as a substitute for chloroform. Although I thought Rachel had gone over the top with the amount. Rachel clamped the wad over the over the lower half of my face. I instinctively took a deep breathe and the scent caught the back of my throat. It wasn’t like any perfume I had smelled before. I caught Gillian looking at me in the rear view mirror. “I supposed you are thinking what exactly what they scent is? Well I picked it up whilst travelling. A perk of my job is you can pick up anything abroad if you look in the right places. It isn’t chloroform but the doctor I bought it from assured me it would do the job and it is perfectly safe.” I had been listening to Gillian so didn’t notice that the drug was starting to have an effect, my limbs were heavy and my eyelids were starting to close as I continued to inhale the fumes. I started to struggle but was bound and restrained by the seatbelt so there wasn’t much room. “Keep it clamped in place honey, he’s almost out.” I heard Gillian say from the front seat before everything went black.
I came round and took a second to take in surroundings. Looking down at my bound wrists my memory came back and I opened my mouth to say something but suddenly Rachel stuffed a cloth into my mouth muffling my words. She then used a scarf tied around my mouth to hold it in place. “Kept him out for around twenty minutes or so” I heard Gillian say. I then realised that the door on my side was open and Gillian was standing at the entrance. Gillian bent over and untied my ankles. “Right lets get you upstairs and secured for the night.” At this point I tried mumbling but the gag was too effective. “No point complaining now. Anyway there is something to look forward too. Some old friends can’t wait to meet you tomorrow” Gillian continued. Gillian helped me out of the car and led me into the house whilst also carrying a compression sack. I looked over my shoulder and saw that Rachel’s arms were also full of packages. I looked around and realised that the car had been parked in the garage if Gillian’s house as I was led through the living room and up the stairs. We all stopped at the top of the stairs. Gillian turned and gave the compression sack she was carrying to Rachel. “Honey take this to your room and get everything set up.”
“Alright mum” Rachel said and raced down the corridor.
Gillian then opened a door and led me into a bedroom and across to the edge of a bed. “Just need to get you secure whilst I help Rachel in the other room.” I stood at the edge of the bed whilst Gillian rummaged around in a draw and came back with a belt and a couple of lengths of cord. “Right no funny business or the chloroform comes out again” she said waving the bottle in front of me. I nodded my agreement as Gillian untied my wrists. “Spin round Agent Jones.” I turned silently in place and Gillian bound my wrists behind my back. Gillian then used the belt to pin my arms to my body. I grunted through my gag as Gillian tightened the belt and secured it in place. “Sorry but it has to be tight.” Gillian then used a couple of cords to tie my ankles and thighs. She then gave me a nudge and I toppled over onto the bed. Gillian then kindly lifted my legs onto the bed and then left the room, closing the door behind her. I squirmed around and got comfortable. I didn’t know how long I was going to be left like this.
As it turns out the answer was thirty four minutes. I kept a keen eye on the clock on the wall. Gillian entered the room carrying something behind her back. “Sorry to keep you but now we are all set up in Rachel’s room. But first I have to put this on you.” Gillian then produced what she had been hiding behind her back, a diaper. I instantly began to show my displeasure by thrashing around and making disgruntled noises from behind my gag. “Wait before you kick off too much. Rachel and I are going to restrain you in your collection of down sleeping bags for an extended period so what have to ask yourself is what happens if I make a mess?” I stopped struggling and looked at her. “There is also the chloroform option if you don’t behave.” I nodded my head in resignation and rolled onto my back. Gillian walked across to the bed and placed the thick diaper beside my head. That was just rubbing it in. Next she untied the cords securing my legs and pulled down my pyjama bottoms. Blushing with embarrassment I lifted my hips from the bed as Gillian grabbed the diaper and spread it out under my rear end. Once the rustling had stopped I dropped my bottom onto the diaper and Gillian taped it securely in place. “There that wasn’t so bad.” Gillian said as she put on my pyjama bottoms back on. She then helped me stand up. “I am going to take that gag off now. Can’t have you lying down sleeping with that thick cloth in your mouth?” My eyes must have brightened at the prospect of not being gagged. “But don’t get any ideas I have another gag for you”. Gillian removed my gag, first the scarf then the packing and I worked my jaw for a bit. “Right lips together”
“Come on Gill.” I pleaded.
“Rachel bring some cotton wool and the chloroform.” Gillian shouted over her shoulder the turned round. “I warned you to behave.” She then tackled me back onto the bed pining me down. As I fell backward I saw the door open and Rachel come in.
“Wait, wait Gillian I don’t want it mmpphh…….” I was cut off as Rachel pressed a thick pad of cotton wool over my nose and mouth. I tried shaking me head but the cotton wool was clamped firmly in place and I started to inhale the fumes. This time I went out quicker, must still have had some of it in my system I thought as everything went black.
I came round in the same position that I was when I went out. Except that I noted that my wrists were now bound in front but the belt was still in place pinning my arms against my body. With a bit of effort I sat up and found Gillian and Rachel staring at me. “Lesson learned Agent Jones.” I nodded in response. Gillian sat down beside me. It was then that I noted the items in her hand. Gillian placed a thick rectangular wad of cotton wool that had been wrapped in a couple of Kleenex over my mouth then use a medical bandage wrapped tightly around my head several times to keep it firmly in place. She then tied a silk scarf over this. Then Gillian zipped up the hood on my down jacket which took it over the gag over my mouth and helped to deaden any sound that I tried to make. I did try once Gillian had finished. She smiled after I had tried. “That will do the job nicely.” Then got up and motioned me to do the same. Rachel led the way out of the room and Gillian beckoned me to follow which I did, waddling slightly as I was diapered with her following behind. I followed Rachel into what I took to be her bedroom and saw that they had laid out a couple of my sleeping bags on the double bed. I had collected a couple of Rab sleeping bags with side zips and a really nice thickly filled Haglofs Perseus with a centre zip over the years. These were the two Rab bags and they had already put one of the sleeping bags inside the other. “Sit down on the edge of the bed.” Gillian instructed and I complied. Lesson learned. Rachel then went about tying my ankles and thighs together. Once that was achieved Gillian said “Right in the sleeping bag you go.” Bound and diapered I tried my best to slide across the bed. Rachel and Gillian watched in amusement for a bit then decided to assist. They both got on the bed with me and helped me into the bag and zipped up both. I lay back with me head on the pillow staring at the ceiling when I heard Gillian say “Now for the other bag”. With a bit of difficulty I looked up and saw that Gillian was holding my Haglofs Perseus bag. I mumbled something behind the gag. “Don’t worry we know what we are doing.” With that Gillian and Rachel grabbed a side each and slipped the package of me wrapped in two sleeping bags inside a third. It took a bit of effort but they did manage it.
“MMPPHH, MMPPHH, MMPPHH” I mumbled
“Stop complaining Agent Jones” Gillian tried to do up the zip on the external sleeping bag but there was too much loft and had to get Rachel to push down on the other bags whilst Gillian hauled on the zip. Once again it took a bit of effort but they got there. Once they were finished Gillian said “See you in the morning” and I heard them leave. I say heard because my view was restricted at this point to the ceiling. The sheer amount of down filling in the sleeping bags made movement difficult. I was securely encased for at least another eight or so hours assuming on when they decided to take breakfast. I had managed to sneak a peak at a clock on the wall before being put into the sleeping bags. I decided to make the best of it and get comfortable and wriggled around to find the best position. To be honest I was extremely comfortable, the smooth texture of the inside of the sleeping bags and thick down was relaxing. As the loft in the down sleeping bag expanded during the night it would get a bit tighter around my body. The only issue may be the heat at some point! I settled down and mulled something over in my head. Should I make a serious attempt to try and escape or just play along?
