Mother And Daughter Moments (MF/Ffm)

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Just added to my deviantArt page in the Silent Night series...

CuteCarol:
Hi – can I tell my story?

ViTheFirst:
Hey Carol – and Merry Christmas. Have you had a visit from the Games Player?

CuteCarol:
Yeah – yesterday in fact. My little brother Rex and I had stayed overnight at Granny’s place, as we usually do on a Friday night, and she always lets us sleep in until later in the morning. So it was about ten o’clock when we both woke up. I was wearing a pair of pale blue pyjamas, with candy canes and wheels on it and pink cuffs, while Rex was wearing blue pyjamas with snowmen on them.

We both went down to the kitchen for a drink – and that was where we saw Granny with a man. She was wearing a peach dress with short sleeves and a short skirt, as well as black leather boots that came half up her lower legs.

ViTheFirst:
And the man?

CuteCarol:
He had on a black jacket, jumper and pants – but he also had something over his head, that made him look blurry, and he smiled as he saw us come in. Granny said we were all going to play a special game together, and then the man said we should go into the front room – once we had had our breakfast.

So we sat at the kitchen table while Granny gave us cereal and milk, as she told us this was a game where we were going to be captives, and the man was going to pretend to rob her. But to make it a real game, she would make sure we could not move, before he made sure Granny stayed in one place as well. We both nodded – it sounder like fun, after all.

When we had finished, we went into the front room, and Granny told us both to sit in front of the tree. She already had some presents wrapped in front of it, as she said she was going to use a spare set of tree lights to keep the two of us together.

We looked at the man as he smiled and nodded, as Granny took the long set of lights and told us to put our hands together in prayer in front of us. I did this, and watched as Granny wound the lights round them, taking it round my fingers as well, and then wound it round both of us before she must have done the same to Rex.

ViTheFirst:
What makes you say that?

CuteCarol:
Well, I heard Rex say he could not move his hands, as I looked at mine in front of me. Granny and used the lights so they were in front of me, and I could only move them a little. The man also looked at us, and said Granny had done a good job – and now she was going to use some tape to keep our feet together.

I watched as Granny was handed a roll of silver tape, and she wound it round my ankles, over the cuffs of my pyjamas, so that I could not move them apart. She then taped my legs below my knees, before she walked behind me. Rex said it was fun as I heard the tape rip, and then the man said as we were captives, we needed to be quiet.

ViTheFirst:
So he used the silver tape?

CuteCarol:
Well, Granny did – she ripped a strip off the roll, asked if I was having fun, and after I nodded she pressed the tape over my mouth. It stuck well, and I could only move my lips a little as I heard her do the same to Rex. As an added treat, the man then plugged the lights in, and told us Granny would be back in a few minutes as the lights twinkled around both of us.

ViTheFirst:
Did you know it wasn’t a game?

CuteCarol:
Not at first, we tried talking and giggled when we realised we could not, then we watched the lights. A few minutes later, Granny came back in – she had her hands behind her back, and the tape over her mouth as well.

She sat in an armchair, and we watched, my eyes wide open as the man knelt down and taped her ankles together, and her legs, before he said he would leave us alone to try and escape.

ViTheFirst:
That’s the Game Player all right – did you manage to get free?

CuteCarol:
Not at first – when he left the room, Granny started to twist round, her blonde hair flying as she did, but she could not get free. Rex and I were having too much fun sitting there.

ViTheFirst:
So what happened?

CuteCarol:
Mum came in, saw us and screamed, before she took the tape off our lips and hugged us, then freed Granny. I don’t know what he took, but I have to admit – it was fun to play that game…

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Sometimes, it is the simplest ideas that mean the greatest fun. It’s not often I play the games in the inner city, but Steve had told me of the family of a high end jewellery designer, and asked if I fancied seeing what I could find…

Which is why I was walking past the terraced houses in Kensington, wearing a denim jacket over a white jumper, faded jeans and over the knee black boots – and well as black gloves on my hands, and a woollen hat on my head. This had to be one of the occasions when the Games Player used a balaclava mask, for obvious reasons.

So I walked quickly up the steps of the house in question, and managed to get the front door open so that I could slip quietly in. Closing the door as quietly as I could, I pulled the hat down so that only my eyes and lips were visible, and walked quietly down the hallway and looked in the front room.

The lady of the house, Andrea Dunbar, was there, flipping through a magazine. She was in her mid-thirties, with long light brown hair, and was wearing a blue and white striped cardigan over a long blue dress, a silver belt around her waist. A light blue wool scarf was tied round her neck, and she was wearing a pair of knee length brown leather boots over grey tights.

When she finally realised she was not alone, she looked at me, her mouth hanging open as I closed the door and said “hello Andrea – please, don’t scream. I would hate to have to make sure you stayed quiet before we explain the game to Kenny and Ruby.”

“What… Who… How do you know our names?”

“I know a lot of things,” I said quietly as I looked at her, “and one of those is you are been robbed today by me. Another is this need not be a scary thing, and if you do as I say, you and the kids may actually find it is fun to be my captives.”

“Captives? Oh my god…” Andrea looked at me, and then said “are you… Are you the Games Player?”

“I am – well, one of them, so believe me when I say, if you do as I say, then everyone has fun. Where are the children?”

“Upstairs – they may be coming down for a snack soon…”

“Then,” I said as I opened my bag, and took a length of white rope out, “we need to make sure the game has started, and you can tell them how much fun it is to join in. Please, put your hands behind your back…”


“Mum, can we… Mum?”

I saw Andrea smile as Kenny and Ruby came into the room. Kenny was seven years old, and had on a white shirt, khaki pants and grey socks. Ruby was five, and had on a brown dress that came to her knees, with short puffed sleeves and a pink rosette on it, and pink tights with multi coloured polka dots. She looked at her mum, and then at me, her finger to her lips as Andrea said “this is a lady I’ve asked to come and play a special game with us. Come and look at what she has done to me.”

The two came over and looked at the rope around Andrea’s wrists, holding them together behind her back, and then at the band round her ankles. Ruby looked at me, and said “did you do that?”

“I did – and I want you to play the game your mummy is playing, to pretend that I have you all captive.”

“What do we have to do,” Kenny said quietly.

“I’ll do the same to you as I did to your mummy,” I said with a smile, “and you can sit here while I go and get you both a drink and some cookies. Then, while I help you have that, I’ll explain what the next part of the game is, all right?”

“It doesn’t hurt,” Andrea said with a smile, “so will you play with me?”

“Okay Mummy,” Ruby said with a smile as she put her hands behind her back, Kenny watching as I tied his little sister’s wrists together, and then she jumped onto the couch next to Andrea. They both watched as I tied Kenny’s wrists together behind his back, and then as he sat down I tied Ruby’s ankles together, her feet hanging over the seat.

Once I had Kenny’s ankles tied, Andrea kissed them both on the head, and said “we need to stay here while the robber goes to get you both a drink. All right?” As they both nodded, I smiled and made my way to the kitchen, returning with two glasses of squash – complete with straws – and a plate of cookies.

I held the cookie in one hand, and the glass in another, as I helped Ruby to have a snack while Kenny twisted round. “Is the robber going to tie us up any more Mummy,” he asked as he looked over.

“She is,” I said with a smile, “and then she also has to make sure you all stay quiet, but it will be fun – and there is a special game you can play after that. Deal?”

“We’ll all be the same,” Andrea said as Ruby took another drink. “Thank you, Miss Robber,” she said with a smile, “I’ve had enough now.”

I then made sure Kenny had a snack, before I took some more rope out of the bag and knelt in front of them, securing their legs together below their knees one by one. As I took the rope between Ruby’s legs, she giggled and said “that tickles.”

“Does it,” I said as I tickled the back of her legs, making her giggle and squirm round – and so did Kenny when I did the same to him. Standing up, I then said “now, watch what I do to Mummy.” Taking a much longer length of rope from the bag, I tied it round Andrea’s arms and body, pulling it tight under her chest, and then bound her arms above and below, trapping her scarf as I did so, and then tying the bands together behind her back.

“Wow – try moving Mum,” Kenny said, as Andrea wriggled her body round, and then shook her head. “I think you’ll be all alright,” she said as I bound Kenny’s arms to his body in the same way, and then did the same to Ruby, the little girl giggling as I did so.

“Now,” I said as I turned the television on, “the robber needs to go and have a look round. She needs you all to stay on the couch – will you do so?”

All three nodded as I left them watching television – and went quickly round to collect what I could find, then returned.

“Now – remember I promised a special game?”

Both the kids nodded as I said “well, first I need your mother to come to the far side of the room.” I helped Andrea to stand up and then hop to the far wall, helping her to sit down before I tied some rope from her ankles to her chest ropes.

“Now, it’s also time for Mummy to be very quiet. Watch.” I took a sponge ball from the bag, and the roll of white tape, and compressed the sponge in my gloved hand as I walked over. Andrea looked at me, and said “thank you for been nice” before she let me push the sponge into her mouth, and then wrap the tape round her head.

“Are you all right mummy,” Ruby said, her mother nodding as I took two more sponge balls out and walked over. “I’ll do the same to you, and then I do one more thing, before you play wriggly worms.”

As Andrea watched, I gagged both of them, Ruby’s cheeks puffing out as I pressed strips of the tape over their mouths. I then helped them both to lie on the floor, and hog-tied them both as they looked at Andrea.

“When I go,” I said as I walked to their mother, “you can try and make your way over and join your mummy. I just ask you to wait until the film finishes, all right?”

Both of them nodded as I said “enjoy” and left them to their game…

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A little Christmas tale…

Gerald Groves ran a successful chain of butchers in the Alderley Edge area of Cheshire, and he had three children – thirteen year old Stephen, twelve year old Polly, and eleven year old Harper. Their mother, Esther, worked at home as a translator, so given their schools were finishing for the holidays, I planned my visit for the afternoon, knowing the family sans Gerald would be at home.

It was about three in the afternoon when I made my way across the back lawn of their detached house, as always dressed in black, and paused to pull the stocking down over my head before I tried the back door. It was open, and I slipped into the kitchen – barely having time to close the door before Esther walked in. She was wearing a long grey cardigan, buttoned at the front and with the belt hanging to the sides, jeans and knee length black leather boots with the legs tucked in.

She saw me standing there, and was about to say something when I put a gloved finger to my lips, and showed her my gun. “Let’s not scream or make a fuss,” I said quietly, “I need you to sit down, and listen to what I am going to say.”

“Are you… Are you going to rob us?”

“Yes I am – but we don’t want this to be a frightening experience, so I need you to tell your children this is a game you have organised with your husband, and you’ll all play together.”

“You’re the Games Player?” As I nodded, she laughed and said “you need to see what you have inspired my girls to do. Look, I’ll play along, if you promise none of us will get hurt.”

I was intrigued, as I said “and what have I inspired them to do?”

“I’ll show you…”


Ten minutes later, I followed Esther into the front room of their house, the girls looking over as they said “Mummy?” They were dressed identically, wearing long red and white tops that were designed to look like Santa Elf outfits, and denim skirts. The dark haired Polly had white tights on, and long black suede boots, while blonde haired Harper was wearing black tights and long black leather boots.

As for Stephen… the young man was sat in a wooden chair, a Santa hat over his head, and wearing a red t-shirt over a long sleeved black top, jeans and trainers. A set of fairy lights was wrapped around him, holding him to the chair back and his legs loosely together, and a strip of white tape with “Merry Christmas” written on it was pressed over his mouth.

“OH my,” I said quietly, “a Silent Night photo?”

“Mummy was going to take it,” Harper said, “but – why are her hands behind her back? And what is over your head?”

“Well,” Esther said quietly, “we’re going to play another game after you have the photo taken. This man is going to pretend to rob us.”

“MHHMMMMM!”

“And we are going to have to be kept quiet and out of the way,” Esther said as she looked at her son. “So if you both pose, the man will take the photo, and then we’re all going to have to pose for a second photo.”

The girls looked at each other, and then stood either side of Stephen, their arms folded and a determined look on their faces as they held the lights. Now, given I had already tied Esther’s wrists together behind her back, I knew what to do – I walked over and plugged the lights in, then picked up the camera and took their pictures, Stephen looking at me with a look in her eyes that told me he knew what was happening.

“Now then,” I said as I put the camera down, “you girls come and stand with your mother – the bad robber has to make sure all three of you cannot help Stephen here to get free before he does anything else…”

I had some sympathies for him, as I took more rope and guided Harper’s wrists behind her back, crossing them and tying them firmly together before I took the rope around their waists to secure them further. I then invited all three of them to sit in front of Stephen, and he actually started to giggle as I secured their ankles, and then their legs below their knees.

“And what are you laughing at,” Polly said as she stuck her tongue out at him.

“Good question,” I said with a smile as I picked up the white tape, and tore a strip off. “Let’s make sure you all stay quiet, and then we’ll see what I can do to make him more secure, then take your photograph.”

The three women smiled as I covered their mouths, and then turned my attention to young Stephen. As he watched, I tied his ankles to the front legs of the chair, and then tied his legs together below his knees – then his wrists together and to that rope there. The lights were sufficient for the time for the rest.

I then picked up the camera, and as both Polly andf Harper rested their heads on their mother’s shoulders I took their picture, then turned the television on as The Grinch came on. I left them to watch it as I started my search of the house, humming “you’re a mean one Mister Grinch” to myself…

[radarlove67]

I’m getting withdrawal symptoms KP.

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Needed to take a break - back next week, with more tales...

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Needed to take a break - back next week, with more tales...

Apologies. Hope you had a good Christmas and all the best for 2019.

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Snow was on the ground, and the sky had that peculiar grey look as I sat in my car, looking at the house Stephen had told me about. The Barker family lived there – Simon, his wife Charlotte, and their eleven year old daughter Astrid. I also knew, form my visits the last couple of days, that Charlotte’s sister Lisa was also staying with them, and that Simon was at his office for the day.

And why were they of interest? Well, Charlotte was an award winning writer, and the picture of the family at a gala revealed some possible gains… Anyway, I looked at the lights on in the front room, and got out of the car, zipping up my bomber jacket as I walked to the front door.

Putting on my gloves, and pulling the stocking down over my head, I was pleasantly surprised to see the door was unlocked, so I let myself in. Some snow fell from my brown boots, but I let it lie there as I listened – and heard nothing. Literally, the lights were on, and it seemed that nobody was home.

Walking to the back of the house, however, I heard some noise, and going into the kitchen I looked discretely out into the back garden – to see Charlotte, Astrid and Lisa building a snowman. Charlotte had a large fawn coloured hat with a purple band on her head, and was wearing a fawn coloured jumper, black leggings and brown cowboy style boots, a black and white wool scarf wrapped loosely round her neck. Astrid also had a wool scarf round her neck – this one white – and had on a grey jacket over a blue top, a grey tiered chiffon skirt, black tights and grey boots. Her aunt had a long black coat on over a red jumper, black jeans and high fabric boots in black as well, a white hat on her head.

Well, I started to have an idea as to how this game would go, and as Astrid turned and started to come in I stepped back into the hallway, then into the main room as she went up the stairs to the toilet. When she came back down, I started by grabbing her from behind, putting a gloved hand over her mouth as I took her into the front room.

“It’s all right,” I said quietly as she struggled, “I’m a friend of your parents, and they asked me to come and play a game of robbers with you, your mum and your aunt. If I take my hand away, will you let me explain?”

Astrid nodded as I took my hand away, and she turned, looking at me as she said “a game of robbers?”

“That’s right – but to play it, I have to pretend I really am a robber, so will you start the game, and then your mum and aunt can join in?”

As she nodded, I said “good – so I need to first make sure you can’t tell them what’s happening, like a real robber would.” I gave her a length of rope to hold, and said “sit down on the couch – I’ll tie your ankles first, so you can see it won’t hurt?”

“Okay,” she said with a smile as she sat down, and I used a second length of cord to tie her booted ankles together, as she held the rope. “I like your outfit - you look like a lady robber.”

“Thank you,” I said with a smile as I took the rope between her legs and tied it off. “Now, I do the same to your legs below your knees, all right?”

She nodded as I secured her legs as well, before standing up and taking the rope from her hands. “Now, I need you to shuffle forward a little, lean forward and put your hands behind your back,” I said with a smile, Astrid doing that and raising her legs to look at the ropes while I tied her wrists together behind her back.

As she tried to move them, I said “now I need to tie some rope round your arms – it’s like having a big hug, but a real burglar does it to make it more difficult to escape.” Astrid nodded as I tied the rope round her arms and stomach, and then she said “do you have to keep me quiet as well?”

“I do – and a real burglar uses what they can,” I said as I removed her scarf, “so open wide please.”

“Thsstsfhnnnee,” she mumbled as I pulled the scarf between her lips, wrapping it round twice and tying the ends off as it sat over her brown hair.

“IT will soon be fine – now, stay there while I get your mum and aunt to play.”

Astrid nodded as I left her wriggling round, and heard Charlotte say “where is she?”

“Probably in her room,” Louise said as she came out – and then walked back in as I followed, pointing my starting pistol at her.

“Your daughter is playing a game of Robbers,” I said as Charlotte looked at me, “and you need to pretend it’s a game as well, while I really do rob you.”

“Oh god – you’re the Games Player?”

Louise looked at me as I nodded and said “that’s right – so make it clear you’re playing along when we go in.” I had some rope in my hand, as I said “take your coat off” to Louise. As she did this, I walked behind Charlotte, took her hands behind her back, and bound them tightly together with the rope. I then secured Louise’s wrists in the same way, as Charlotte said “so what are you going to do?”

“Take you through to join Astrid, make sure you can’t raise the alarm, and then take your valuables,” I said with a smile as I took the first of two long lengths of rope, and tied it round her body, pulling her arms into her sides as I took it above and below her chest. “I’ll leave the television on, but you must make it a game for her.”

“All right,” Charlotte nodded as I tied the ropes off, and then did the same to her sister, before I said “do you have another woollen scarf?”

“Why?”



“Theeuhhrrr,” Astrid said as the door opened, and I walked her mother and aunt in. Charlotte had her black and white scarf tied between her teeth as well, while Louise had a red scarf pulled between her lips. “Safhnnghm!”

“Yshhtthss,” her mother said as I sat her next to Astrid, then Louise sat in an armchair, the little girl watching as I tied their ankles and their legs together. “Now then,” I said with a smile, “the bad robber is going to have a look round. Stay right there.”

“Whwhlll,” Charlotte said as I went on a search. When I came back, Astrid was lying with her head on her mother’s lap, smiling over the dark damp patch in her mouth as I checked their ropes.

“Help will arrive soon,” I said quietly as I slipped out…

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I have been known to take part in a sleepover from time to time, and one night last summer I paid a visit which ended up as - well, a different kind of sleepover. This was to a journalist called Paula Priest, who had won recent awards for her exposes on the exploitation of workers.

I know, I know – the irony was not lost on me, as I got out of my car around the corner from their detached house in Surrey, and slipped into the back garden of the house. I could see the patio doors were open – it was one of the hottest days of the year – and I slipped inside, listening for any sounds of Paula or her fourteen year old daughter Alice.

Well, I could hear music playing upstairs, so I walked up – having first pulled the stocking down over my head – and looked in one of the rooms. I could see Alice there – she had her blonde hair in pigtails, and was wearing a sleeveless white tunic top with blue shorts. She was sitting on her bed, but there were two other girls in there about her age. One had long light brown hair, and was wearing a pink knitted top, blue jeans and mid-calf brown leather boots. The other had darker brown hair, falling over a green top with a white insert at her chest, crimson pants and taupe ankle boots.

Well, I had a decision to make – and on this occasion, I opened the door and came in to say “good evening – please, no screams.” Alice stared at me, before she said “Who are you?”

“Who do you think I am,” I said with a smile. The light brown haired girl looked at me, and said quietly “you again.”

It took me a moment to recognise her, as I said “It’s not Ivy is it? How long had it been?”

“A few years – Alice, Kay, this is the Games Player.”

“You’re kidding,” the other brown haired girl said, “the one who robbed you in your old house?”

“The very same – and now you’re robbing Alice?”

“It would appear so,” I said with a smile, “so I think we can drop the pretence of this been a game, unless you wish for it to be treated as such?”

Ivy looked at the other two, and said “well, we could treat it as one. Trust me, both of you – it’s less scary that way.”

“And given I have met Ivy before,” I said as I took my rucksack off, “she knows what is coming. Where is your mother Alice?”

“She… she went to get some pizzas for us.”

“Then,” I said as I took some ropes out, “let us prepare for her return. All of you, put your hands together in front of yourselves, and I will secure your wrists – and then we will go downstairs…”

“Alice? I’m back!”

I put my finger to my lips as the door opened and Paula came in, carrying three pizza boxes as she said “are you… Oh my god!”

“Shlrrthmmm,” Alice said through the white tape that covered her mouth, “wshrplhhnuhrghm.” Ivy and Kay nodding as they sat either side of her. All three had their legs secured at the ankles and knees, their wrists tied down to the upper band of rope.

“But who…”

“Hello,” I said as I stood beside Paula, “put the pizza boxes down, Paula, and then you can play the game with your daughter and her friends.”

“You… You’re him?” As I nodded, she put the boxes down, and looked at me. She was dressed in an off white blouse with a blue pattern, dark jeans and grey loafers. “I… I forgot I had booked you as a surprise.”

I looked at Ivy, who giggled as I said “well, we can start – I wills secure your mother, Alice, and then I’ll release your wrists from your ankles and remove the tape so you may eat the pizzas.”

All three girls nodded as I took Paula’s arms behind her back, and tied her wrists tightly together with rope, before allowing her to sit in an armchair and securing her ankles and legs in the same way as the girls. I then released the rope holding their wrists to their ankles, and peeled the tape away before Alice said “this was a great idea, Mum – to have someone pretend to rob us.”

“Well, I’m glad you all played along,” she said quietly as she looked at me, while they each opened their pizza box and started to eat, holding the slices in their bound hands while I poured some Coke into glasses for them to drink from.

“Now, while they do that,” I said quietly to Paula, “tell me where you store your valuables, so that I can make sure the bad robber doesn’t make a mess.” She nodded and told me where to look, before she said “what are you going to do next?”

“Make you more secure,” I said as I took a longer length of rope from my rucksack, “before I do the same to them when they have finished. Be calm – they know what this is, and you just need to play along with them.”

Paula nodded as she shuffled forward in the seat, and I tied her arms to her sides, taking the rope above and below her chest before I passed it under one arm, up and around the back of her neck, and under the other arm.

“Are you – are you going to do that to us as well,” Kay asked quietly.

“I hope so,” Ivy said with a grin, “because then we can watch a film in a very special way.”

“I will – one at a time,” I said quietly as I tied the rope off, “but first, while you finish off, I need to make sure Alice’s mother cannot raise the alarm.” Compressing a sponge ball in my hand, I smiled as I said “open wide now.”

She felt the sponge expanding in her mouth, before I covered her mouth with white tape, and looked at the three girls. “Can I trust you to keep quiet and stay in those seats?”

“We will,” Alice said as her mother nodded, and I left them to have a look round…

When I returned, I untied Ivy’s wrists and then took her arms behind her back, re-securing her wrists before I tied her arms to her sides with the longer rope while the other two watched. I then re-secured their arms in the same way, before I said “time to be quiet – ready?”

“Shllrhttghrls,” Paula mumbled as she wriggled round, Alice giggling before I pushed the compressed sponge ball into her mouth, and covered her lips with the white tape, and did the same to the other two. I then moved the coffee table out of the way, and put three cushions on the floor in front of the television, before I turned on a music channel.

“Right girls,” I said as I looked at them, “Ivy – you know what to do.”

“Dhhthss,” she mumbled as she pushed herself forward, fell onto her knees on the floor, and shuffled over before she lay on her stomach, her head on one of the cushions. The other two did the same as I pulled Ivy’s ankles back and tied them to her chest ropes, her boots squeaking as she wriggled round, then hog tied the other two as they looked at each other and tried to move.

“Now, I want Mum here to jump over and lie on the couch,” I said, Paula looking at me before she managed to stand up and jump over, the girls offering muted encouragement as she lay down, and I pulled her ankles back, securing them to her chest ropes as well before she rolled onto her side.

“Oh look – Hairspray,” I said as the film started, Ivy mumbling “nhsstshheuhhghn” as they all started to watch, and I left the room…

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A houseboat was something I don’t think wither of us had ever visited before, but when we looked at the Court family, that was the opportunity that came up. Derek Court is a well know travel writer, who takes his family on long trips round the canals of Britain and Europe, and uses their experiences in his books.

He was married to Penny, who was in her late forties, and they had two daughters, twelve year old Amber and nine year old Bonnie. Living the life they had, they were both home schooled, and that gave me the opportunity to give them both a very different lesson one Friday when they were moored near Camden market.

So picture this – a Friday morning, and I’m walking down the side of the Grand Union Canal. How I managed to intercept the real teacher who was coming – well, I’ll let Steve tell that story. But I was wearing a black leather jacket over a jersey dress, black suede knee length boots, and a smile as I came over to the Far Traveller – a large houseboat that was the family home. Given I could not wear my usual disguise, I had on a black wig.

As I came closer, Penny appeared at the rear. She was wearing a white V-necked sweater, jeans and knee length brown leather boots, and smiled as I introduced myself as the teacher she had hired.

“Amber and Bonnie are waiting for you inside,” she said as she helped me to step on board, “I need to nip to the shops for a short while, but I’ll be back soon.”

I watched as she jumped off, put her shoulder bag over her left arm, and walked quickly off, so I ducked and went inside, calling out “Hello?”

“Down here,” I heard a voice reply, and I went into a very comfortable living area where the girls were sitting. Amber was wearing a red sweater and jeans, the legs of her jeans tucked into knee length black leather boots, while Bonnie had on a grey top, black leggings and brown short boots, as well as a black band with a bow in her hair.

“Hi,” I said as I sat down, “your mum asked me to come and have a chat with you about creative story writing?”

“Wonderful – Mum wants us to be a writer like Dad,” Amber said quietly, “but we find it boring.”

“Well, it doesn’t have to be,” I said with a smile as I put my own bag down, “have you ever tried the idea of acting out a story?”

Bonnie looked at me, and said “what do you mean?”

“Acting out a scenario, seeing what ideas it gives you,” I said with a smile, “if you wanted, we could try an exercise – your mum and dad said I could do what I needed to do to make this interesting for both of you.”

Amber looked at me, and said “how?”

“Tell me – have you heard of the Games Player?”

The girls looked at each other, before Bonnie said “yeah – what are you thinking of.”

“Well,” I said with a smile, “if I told you I was the female Games Player, how would you react.”

Bonnie shivered and said “well, I would ask what you were going to do,” as Amber nodded. I replied “well, if I was, I’d say your mum and dad hired me to play a game of robbers with you – and when your mum came back, she would play as well.”

“Oh I get it,” Amber said, “and we remember what happened and use that to write the story?”

“Exactly,” I said with a smile. “So my question to both of you would be – want to give it a try?”

Amber and Bonnie looked at each other, and then nodded as I said “well, the Games Player would make sure you both could not move, so why don’t you both stand up, turn round, and put your hands behind your back.”

“Well, at least it’s different,” Amber said as she and Bonnie did as I asked, “but why have you got ropes in your bag?”

“Oh – I wondered if this was an idea that would interest you, so I came prepared,” I said with a smile as I took two lengths of cord out, and then crossed and secured their wrists together behind their backs. As they wriggled their fingers, I then said “the Games Player would also make sure you could not move your arms. Would you like to see how?”

The girls looked at each other and nodded as I took two longer lengths out, and tied it round their arms and upper bodies, making sure it formed two neat bands and then was cinched by two shorter lengths. As they twisted round, Amber said “were you a Guide or something?”

“Yes,” I said with a smile, “now, can you both sit wither side of the floor, on these couches?” As they did so, Bonnie watched as I knelt down and tied Amber’s ankles together, her boots squeaking slightly as her legs were forced together, and then secured her legs together below her knees.

“Tell me what you are feeling,” I said to Amber as I stood up, and she twisted her legs round. “Excited in a funny way – you have done this before, haven’t you,” she said as she looked at me.

“Perhaps – what else?”

“Wondering what Mum is going to say?”

“We’ll see soon – now, your turn,” I said as I knelt down again and secured Bonnie’s ankles and legs, while she said “it’s funny – you’re very good at pretending to be her.”

“But are you scared, either of you?”

The two girls shook their heads as I tied the last rope off on the younger girl, and stood up. “Right – I think I hear your mother coming back now. Tell her what we are doing.”

I stood to her side as we heard footsteps, and then smiled as Penny came in, and said “so what are you… why are they tied up?”

“Creative writing Mum,” Amber said as she twisted, her boots squeaking again. “The teacher is pretending to be the Games Player, and she’s asking us to act out what would happen to get us thinking.”

“Well, it’s an – unusual method,” Penny said as she looked at me. “Can I talk to you a minute?”

“Of course – girls, this is where the Player would tell the mother or older woman what is really going on, so sit and talk to each other and we’ll see what comes next.”

“Okay,” bonnie said as I followed her mother to the kitchen area, taking my bag with me. She then turned round and said “what are you doing? Did they agree to this?”

“They did,” I said quietly, “and so will you Penny. You see – I AM the Games Player.”

Penny looked at me, but when I showed her the gun in my bag she paled and sat down. “Oh god,” she said quietly, “you’re robbing us?”

“Oh yes – but they believe this is an enactment, and I need you to keep the pretence up to keep them calm. That means you need to play along as well – understand?”

Penny slowly nodded as I smiled and said “good – put your hands behind your back.”



“Oh wow – you are going to help us out as well Mum?”

“I guess so,” Penny said as she walked in front of me, her wrists secured together behind her back and rope around her arms and upper body. “Are you both ready for the next bit?”

As they both nodded, I helped Penny to sit on the floor and then secured her ankles and legs just as I had done with the girls, before I put a cushion on the floor.

“Now comes the strange bit,” I said quietly, “the Games Player makes sure everyone stays quiet while they look for valuables. So I’m going to do the same to each of you - I have clean clothes, folded up, and I’ll put one in your mouths before putting some tape over your lips. Okay?”

“Me first,” Penny said as I gagged her, and then the girls, before I helped them all to lie down, pulled their ankles back, and tied them to their chest ropes. Bonnie and Amber rolled onto their sides on the couches as I said “I’ll leave you alone for a few minutes – and then, once we’re finished and you are untied, you can write a story about this.”

“hkkeee,” Amber said as I left them listening to the radio, searched the houseboat, and then walked quietly away..

[KP Presents]

So just how did we arrange to make sure instead of a fully qualified private tutor visiting the houseboat, Janna went instead? So glad you asked – and we start with a breakfast call.

The actual teacher was a lovely woman named Jane Moore, who is in her early forties, and lives alone in Islington with her fourteen year old daughter Amy. I had studied her for a while, and I knew on that particular morning her usual routine was to give Amy and her neighbour’s two daughters, eleven year old Clara and ten year old Danni, a lift into school before she went on to her appointments. Well, this particular day was going to be somewhat different…

It was quarter to eight in the morning, and I was crouched behind the back door of their semi-detached house, dressed as usual in black and with the stocking down over my head. Reaching up, I slowly opened the door and let myself in, closing it behind me as I heard footsteps coming down the hallway.

Right on cue, Jane Moore came in, wearing a black round necked top, pants and black shoes. She came past me without noticing, went to the kettle, put it on, turned round – and then stared at me as I pointed my starting pistol at her and said “hello Jane – I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve come to make sure you and your daughter have a day off.”

“Oh god,” she whispered, “not my baby…”

“Just do as I say,” I said with a smile, “and tell her this is a surprise game – a reward for winning that essay competition at school last week.”

“How did you…”

For a teacher, she did not read the local paper… But that was a moot point, as Amy came in. Her daughter was wearing a red top, with a white scarf wrapped loosely round her neck, black jeans and short black boots – and when she saw me, she stared through her glasses.

“Amy,” Jane said quietly, “I’ve got a special surprise for you. This is an actor who specialises in pretending to be a robber, and today I’ve hired him to play a game with both of us.”

“Today, but what about…”

“Oh I think Clara and Danni a day off school so that they can play along as well – in fact, I am going to make sure their mother agrees to this surprise,” I said with a smile. “So the game is that I’m going to pretend I am robbing you and your mother – and that means you get to start Amy. Ready?”


It was quarter past eight when we heard the front door open, and a voice say “Jane – you ready to go?”

“Can you come in back Jackie – I’ve got something to show you.”

“What does Aunt Jane want Mummy,” I heard a young voice say before three people came into the kitchen, and Amy said “Hlllghrlsssshrprsss.”

“Jane?”

“You must Jackie – and this is Clara and Danni right? Amy’s mother arranged this surprise game for her and Amy to play – and they were wondering if you would like to play as well, rather than go to school.”

Jackie was just staring at me as she stood with her hands on her daughter’s shoulders. She was younger than Jane, and wearing a black blazer over a black and white striped top, red leggings and knee length black leather boots. Clara had a grey coat on over a white jumper with a black bow printed on the front, a knee length black skirt, black leggings and shoes, while Danni had a red lumberjack shirt on, black shorts, black tights and shiny black ankle high wellington boots.

“What sort of game are you playing Amy?” she finally said.

“Rhbbhrs,” Amy said through her white scarf, which I had pulled between her lips as I wrapped it round her head twice. She was seated in a kitchen chair, her hands taken behind the chair back and her bound wrists secured to the back, while her ankles were tied to the front legs of the chair.

“That’s right,” Jane said as she sat similarly bound in another chair, “it’s a game of robbers. Jackie, we want you and the girls to play with us – please.”

Jackie looked at both of them, and slowly nodded as she took out her mobile phone. “I’ll have to call the school, report them as sick…”

“Please do so,” I said as I pulled two more chairs out, “Jane has already done that for Amy. Girls, take your coats off, and sit in the chairs, then see if you can put your arms through the spaces in the chair back.”

“Thanks, Jackie,” Jane said as she watched her friend call the school, while I secured the wrists of the two girls with rope and tied them to the chair back as well, then walked round and tied their ankles together with more rope.

“All right,” Jackie eventually said, “what do you want me to do?”

“Have a seat of course,” I said quietly as I pulled another chair out, and a few minutes later I had her tied to the chair in the same way as Jane. As I looked at them, I said “I need to keep the girls as quiet as Amy for a little while – then you can all have a drink after I explain to your mums how the game is going to be played. All right?”

“Okay,” Danni said as I went into the hallway and came back with two more woollen scarves, using them as cleave gags on the two girls before I said “now then, the bad robber is going to hold all five of you hostage while he searches the house, and then leave you with something to watch and a challenge to try and get free. I need to take your mums for a little walk, so if I turn the radio on, will you three be all right in here?”

As they nodded, I saw the damp patches between their lips, as I untied Jane and Jackie’s ankles and wrists from the chair, and helped them to stand up before I turned the radio on. As they started to try and sing along, I picked up my rucksack, walked the two older women into the hallway, and closed the door to.

“A game? You’re a genuine robber, aren’t you,” Jackie hissed.

“Oh yes I am – but those girls think this is a game. Do you want to be the one to tell them it isn’t while I am still here?”

The two women looked at each other, and then shook their heads as I said “good – so here’s what we’re going to do. Jane, we’ll have a look round here first, and then we get the girls a drink before I secure all five of you properly. I’m then going to look in Jackie’s house, before the grand finale. Now, shall we go upstairs?”


“Thank you Mister Robber,” Amy said as I handed her a glass of juice. I had brought their mothers back to the kitchen – but not before I had used more rope to secure their arms to their sides, bands now framing their chests as they sat in the wooden chairs. I had then released the girls from their chairs, the scarves with the large damp patches on the table, and given them all a drink and something to eat.

“So what is the bad robber going to do now,” Clara said as she looked at me.

“Well, I’m going to take you all into the front room, and make sure none of you can get up very easily or call for help – but I will put the television on with something for you all to watch, while I keep watch for any cops that are coming. Before we go in, though, I need to make sure all three of you have your arms like your mums – so finish your snack.”

“Can we go to the toilet if we need to?” Danni asked.

“Of course – but we’ll all have to go and stand outside if that is the case. So, who wants to be first?”

“Me,” Clara said as she put her glass down, and then put her hands behind her back. I took the rope I had used before and tied her wrists together behind her back, and then used a longer length to secure her arms against her body.

“How does it feel,” Danni asked as I tied the ropes off.

“Like a big hug – you next,” her sister said, as I tied Danni’s arms and wrists, and then Amy’s. I then picked my bag up and said “let’s all go into the front room now.” We walked in, the girls sitting on one couch and their mothers in two armchairs while I closed the curtains to.

“Now then,” I said as I saw the girls wriggle round, “I think I need to make sure your mums stay in those chairs first.” Taking more ropes from my bag, I knelt down and crossed Jane’s ankles, tying them securely together and then securing her legs below her knees, before I walked over and did the same to Jackie.

Kneeling in front of the girls, I started with Danni, taking her wellingtons off before I tied her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees. Moving along the line, I did the same to Clara and to Amy, the older girl saying “now we’re all going to be the same” as she twisted her legs round.

“And now, you need to tell me what you want to watch,” I said as I stood up.

“Can we watch your Totally Spies collection Amy?”

“Why not – we’re hostages after all,” she said as I turned on her box, found the collection and then looked at them.

“Time to be quiet,” I said as one by one I put a clean folded cloth in their mouths, and then covered their lips with brown sticking plaster. As the programs started, I slipped out, returning a short while later to see Jackie and Jane trying to get free – but my ropes were too tight.

“Having fun girls,” I said, and as all three nodded I said “well, the bad robber is going to go now – but you can try and get free if you want.” I left them to their fun and slipped away…

[KP Presents]

Southall is a place in London Steve has visited a few times, but this was the first time I had come to play with a family here – and it was certainly a colourful place to drive through on this particular Saturday afternoon.

But, as colourful and alluring the Uxbridge Road was, I had an appointment that took me to a side street, and a semi-detached house with a low wall surrounding it. I parked the car and walked to the back alley, stopping for a moment to put on my leather gloves, pull the stocking down over my head and tuck it under the neck of my jumper, before I slowly opened the back gate and looked in.

The garden was clear, so I closed the gate behind myself and walked quickly to the back door. There was a large window to the side, but fortunately – for me – nobody was in the kitchen as I slipped inside. I could hear music from elsewhere in the house, but I took a moment to collect my thoughts, and then stepped to the side as I heard someone coming down the corridor.

Just heard them if truth be told – and I saw why from behind the door when a woman in her early forties came in, wearing a black short sleeved blouse under a black and silver sari, the cloth wrapped round her body from over one shoulder down to her bare feet. I slowly closed the kitchen door as she looked at the window, and then turned round, looking at me as she whispered “who are…”

“Hello Ahsan,” I said with a smile as I pointed my starting pistol at her, “I would appreciate it, and your family will appreciate it, if you remain nice and quiet. Please, take a seat – I will explain who I am and what is going to happen.”

I had identified the members of the family who would be home before – Ahsan was the mother of ten year old Chanda and twelve year old Divya, and her husband ran some of the gold stores in the town centre. Her mother, Bharat, also lived with the family – and, as I said, it was busy in town.

As Ahsan slowly sat down, I smiled and said “now, I am here to rob this house, and I need to make sure you all stay safely out of the way, but I want to do this in a way which will not upset your daughters.”

“And how will you do that,” she asked quietly as she looked at me.

“By making this a game – I need you to tell your daughters this is a game arranged by you and your mother, and that although it may feel like a real robbery, it’s all just pretend.”

She looked at me, and said “my mother will never agree to that!”

“We will see – where are the rest of your family?”

“The girls are upstairs, and my mother in the main room – why?”

She watched as I took some rope from my rucksack, before I said “well, we talk to your mother first – but before I do that, stand up, and put your hands behind your back.”


As I opened the door to the front room, I could Bharat sitting in a chair, and I noticed that she too was bare foot. She looked to the door, saw me, and then saw Ahsan as she came in and said “do not call out – we are been robbed, and this lady is going to explain what she wants to do?”

“But – she has tied you,” the older woman said as she adjusted the black dupatta that covered her dark hair. The long silk scarf had a silver fern pattern, matching that on the salwar she was wearing, matched by her black pants.

“She has,” Ahsan said as she stood there, the bands of rope around her arms sitting above and below her chest and stretching the sari over it, while her wrists were tied together behind her back. “She has a gun, and we need to do as she says – but she has a plan for how to talk to the girls.”

“You are going to tie us up as well – all of us?”

“I am,” I said quietly, “because I need to do so, but for the girls, they need to have you and your daughter saying this is a family game, and they are going to come to no harm. You will be unable to move, and talk for a while, but you will be unharmed.”

“I see,” Bharat said quietly as Ahsan sat down, “and how will you do this, my daughter?”

“Do you remember the film we watched last week, the one where a family was held hostage to force their father to do something for the criminals?”

Bharat nodded, and then looked at me. “So we are going to be that family?”

“Indeed – I will secure you first, and regretfully silence you first, and then I will go with Ahsan and bring your granddaughters down to join you. Pretend this is a game, they will be relaxed.”

“There is wisdom in that,” Bharat said as Ahsan relaxed. She turned her back to me, and put her hands behind her back, talking to her daughter as I doubled a length of rope over and tied her wrists tightly together behind her back. I also tied her arms to her sides, making sure the rope sat above and below her chest, and cinching it with two shorter lengths in the same way as I had bound Ahsan.

As she wriggled round and turned, I knelt down and bound her bare ankles together with more of the rope, and then tied her legs together below her knees, taking the rope around and between them as she watched. Ahsan nodded as she said “are you all right, Mother?”

“I am not uncomfortable,” Bharat said quietly as I tied the rope off and stood up. “For this to work now,” I said quietly, “I need you to be quiet for now. Ready?”



“Whose room is this,” I said as I stood outside a door with Ahsan.

“Chanda’s,” she said quietly as we heard the music. Nodding, I opened the door and we went in as she said “Chanda, turn the player down for a moment.”

“What is it, ama,” the ten year old said as she turned the CD player down, and then looked at her, and at me. She was wearing a pink tunic with a silver trim, the sleeves made of a see through material, and a pair of crimson red pants with a silver trim.

“Who is the lady,” she said quietly as she continued to look at me as I smiled.

“She is an actress,” Ahsan said with a smile, “and she is pretending to be a woman who is taking us hostage. She started with me, and your grandmother is already playing in the main room. And now, I want you to play as well, before we go to get your sister.”

Chanda looked at me, and then walked over and looked at her mother as she twisted round, the ropes still bound tightly. “Wow – so is she going to do this to me,” she finally said as she looked at me.”

“I am – if you are ready? Once I have your arms tied, we can go and get your sister to play, and all three of you go to see your grandmother.” She looked at me, and then nodded as I went behind her, guided her hands behind her back, crossed her wrists and secured them tightly together as she giggled. “It feels funny,” she said as I tied the rope off, and then took another length of rope, tying it round her stomach and arms and cinching it, and then a second length around her upper arms and shoulders.

“Now then,” I said quietly, “what do you think your sister will be doing?”

“Talking to her friends on her phone,” Chanda said as she twisted round, and Asha nodded as she rolled her eyes.

“Well, let us go and find out,” I said as we walked out, down the corridor, and then I opened the door as Ahsan went in first. Divya was looking out of her window, talking on her mobile phone as we all came in. Her long dark hair fell over the shoulders of a black short sleeved tunic, going at the waist down to a purple lace, and tight black leggings with a silver pattern on them. A matching purple dupatta was over her left shoulder.

She turned and looked at her mother, and turned round – then looked again more slowly before she said “I’ll call you later”£ and ended the call. “Ama? Chanda? What is going on?”

“We’re all playing a game of hostages,” Chanda said as she looked at Ahsan, “and you get to play as well.”

“Hostages?” She looked at me, and then at her mother as Ahsan said “your grandmother is already playing – so join us, and let my friend here make sure you cannot move your arms, just as Chanda and I cannot.”

She nodded slowly as I walked behind her and tied her wrists together behind her back, and then wrapped the rope around her upper body, pulling her arms into her sides as I tied her in the same way as her mother. I then said “so, time I took the family to sit with the grandmother, and made sure none of you can raise the alarm. Walk with your mother girls.”

We made our way down the stairs, Chanda giggling as she walked into the front room and said “I see you cannot move either.”

“Harthill,” Bharat said through the wide white tape that covered her mouth, Ahsan nodding as the two girls sat on the couch and she sat in the other armchair. Chanda pushed herself back, her feet hanging off the seat as I took more rope and tied her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees.

“You’re a bad kidnapper doing this to us,” she giggled as she twisted her legs round.

“Well, I did say you would not be able to move,” I said as I secured her sister’s ankles and legs in the same way, and then made sure Ahsan had her ankles tied as well, all four of them wriggling their toes as I did so. Finally, I tied Ahsan’s legs together, but in her case above her knees and making sure the skirt of her sari was gathered round her limbs as well.

“Hrrullrht,” Bharat mumbled, the girls nodding as I whispered “open your mouth” to Ahsan. As she did so, I pushed the cloth in, and then waited as she closed the lips over it before I pressed a strip of the special white tape firmly over her mouth.

“Time to make sure you two cannot raise the alarm,” I said then as I looked at the two girls. “Open your mouths for me.” As they did so, I put a folded square of white cloth in, and then taped their mouths over, the four of them looking at each other as I turned the television on, and a film started.

“I need to make sure the man of the house does what I want him to do now,” I said as they tried to talk, and I availed myself of the opportunity to do what I came to do. I then came back in, to find that Chanda had somehow made her way over to sit on her mother’s lap, cuddling in as Divya lay on her side, the dupatta under the ropes staying in place.

“Your father is doing what I wanted,” I said with a smile, “be patient, he will be back soon.” I then left them alone as I left by the rear…

[KP Presents]

Now I know what you might be thinking – first a house barge for Janna, and then I decide to hit a mobile home? Well, there was a method to my madness, and that method involved the travel writer and prize winning authoress Amanda Byers. She was currently living through a project where she was travelling around Britain for three months, along with her twelve year old daughter Rachel, ostensibly living off what she could earn locally as she met the people. It had been done before – one prominent Scottish Sunday newspaper for years had a regular column by “the HON Man” – HON meaning holiday on nothing – but I digress.

You see, what I also had seen was photographs of her attending charity events, with some very nice jewellery on – which meant I knew she had some on the large RV vehicle she was driving round the country in. It was merely a case of planning when she was likely to be stopped, and unwatched, for a couple of hours – and eventually, I found she would be in a nearby town, arriving at two, going to a book signing, and attending an event at eight. A four hour window in which to play the game…

So at three o’clock, I watched as Amanda left the large vehicle and got into a waiting car. She was casually dressed – her red hair falling over a checked blouse, which was over a blue top, faded jeans with ripped knees, and mid-calf old sandy coloured leather boots. You may think it was not the usual attire for a book signing, but given the story she was following, it made sense. So I waited as the car drove off, then walked quickly up to the caravan. This was not the day for the stocking mask, so I pulled down the rim of my woollen hat to cover my head, leaving only my eyes and mouth visible, and slipped into the vehicle.

As I quietly closed the door, I could hear some music playing, and looking into the main area I saw Rachel sitting at a table, doing some work. She had long brown hair, and was wearing a red flacked top, jeans and knee length tan leather boots – and when she saw me, she whispered “oh my god – please, just leave me and take what you want…”

“Please, stay calm Rachel,” I said quietly. “I want to introduce myself – I am one of the people the papers call the Games Player.” Now why did I admit that? Well, how could I deny it? She looked at me, and then said “cool – so are you going to rob me and Mum?”

“I am – but I think she could work this into her book, don’t you? If we play it the right way?”

“Yeah – yeah she could,” Rachel said with a grin. “I could say you told me this was a game she had booked, and she had to play as well – she should be back in a little while anyway.”

“Oh – why?”

“They just called – the book signing has been cancelled, but her mobile phone is dead. So – what do you want me to do?”

“Well,” I said as I opened my rucksack, “I need to be sure you are playing along first. Please, stand up, and put your hands behind your back.”

“Well, it meets trigonometry,” Rachel said as she put her hand behind her, and watched over her shoulder as I crossed her wrists and secured them together tightly with the first length of rope. I then took some more rope around her arms and body, pulling it tight so that the bands sat above and below her chest, before I took the rope under one arm, up and around the back of her neck, and then under the other arm.

“How did you know Mum had some of her jewels with her,” she said as I tied the rope off, and she wriggled round.

“Her pictures in the paper.”

Rachel shook her head and said “I told her not to – well, she can write about this as well. Where do you want me?” I looked over to a long seat by the side of the vehicle, and watched as Rachel walked over and sat down, turning and lifting her legs onto the cushions as she crossed her ankles.

“I must say you are taking this very well,” I said as I doubled over a fresh length of cord and started to bind her ankles together. She nodded as she replied “can you imagine how boring this is, this whole trip? So some excitement is a good thing.”

“I can believe that,” I said as I took the rope between her legs, cinching the binding as I tied the ends off, and then tied her legs together below her knees in the same way. It was as I tied that off that I heard the car pull up outside, and I saw Amanda get out, talking angrily to the driver as she slammed the door and watched it drive off.

“Time for your mum to play,” I said with a smile, Rachel nodding as she heard her mother say “well that was a complete waste of time Rachel – how is…” She stopped and looked at her daughter as she wriggled round, and said “wow Mum – this was an amazing game you arranged for us to play.”

“Game? What game?”

“Hello Mrs Byers,” I said as she turned round, “don’t you remember – you booked me to act the part of the games Player so that you and Rachel could experience what it would be like if he – or she – called.”

Amanda looked back at Rachel, and then at me, as she mouthed “shit” and then nodded. “Please, don’t hurt us,” she then said as she winked at Rachel, who had the grace to just shake her head as she wriggled round.

“I won’t if you do as I say – starting with turning round and putting your hands behind your back,” I said quietly as I held up a length of cord. Nodding, she turned and said “did they call here” as I took the rope around her wrists.

“Yeah – sorry Mum, they tried to call you…”

“…but my phone was dead – well, I have the feeling I won’t be able to answer it soon anyway,” Amanda said quietly as I tied the ropes off, and then started to bind her arms to her side, the rope again forming two bands as they were forced into her sides.

“Now,” I said as I tied the rope off between Amanda’s arms and body, her blouse pulled to the sides, “please, be seated in the seat across from your daughter, and put your feet up on the cushions as well.” As she did this, I bound her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees, in the same way as Rachel. As she wriggled round, I then said “so, let me make it easier – where are your valuables?”

“I have a choice? The bedrooms are through there – the box is in the top drawer.”

“Good – but before I go, I need to make sure neither of you can raise the alarm.” From the bag, I took a red bandana, rolledit into a band and then tied a knot in it, before looking at Amanda and saying “open wide.”

She graciously allowed me to gag her with the bandana, the cloth going around her head, before I employed a blue bandana in the same way to keep Rachel quiet. I then went into the room, returning with the box and emptying it into my bag in front of both of them.

Amanda looked at Rachel and said “Ukhhthsshhrhkl?”

“Hyssmhhmm,” Rachel nodded, “bhtssfhnn, rht. Nasthhrrefhuhh.”

Amanda nodded as I helped Rachel to lie down on her stomach, and then tied her ankles to her chest ropes behind her. As she rolled onot her side, I did the same to her mother, before saying “I believe your ride is due in an hour or two. Have fun until then.”

They both nodded as I left them to enjoy some close quality time together…

[KP Presents]

Dear Diary,

It was a very strange day today – but it was also an exciting day, and one that I do not think I will forget for a long time. It started as always, with me getting up, washing and dressing. Today, I put on a light blue top – the one with the picture of a wolf on the front – old blue jeans and my slippers, with white socks on my feet.

Then I went down to breakfast, where my brother and sister were already eating. Ron was wearing a blue sweat shirt with a funny bowtie and moustache on the front, jeans and trainers, while Paula was wearing a black dress, with a white lace flower on the front and a white lace design, white tights and black shoes.

Remember, Ron is a year older than me and Paula three years younger, and I’m ten. Mummy smiled at me as she put a bowl of cereal down – she stays at home while Daddy works, and she always wears the scarf over her head and neck. It was her blue one today, the ends over her red top which had little black horses on it, black pants and flat shoes.

So we were sitting there, having breakfast and discussing what we could do while Mummy was out doing some food shopping later. She was going to take Paula with her – but that was when the strange day began, with a ring on the doorbell.

Mummy went to see who it was as Ron and I talked – and then we both heard her talking to someone we did not recognise. It was a female voice, and she wanted Mummy to do something. It was only when she came back that we saw the visitor. She was a woman, blonde haired, and wearing a black leather jacket over a sweater, pants and knee length black leather boots. She was also wearing gloves and big sunglasses, and said hello to us.

But it was Mummy I was looking at – she had her hands behind her back, but she was smiling as she said she had a special surprise treat for us all. Rather than going shopping, we were all going to play a special game that Daddy had arranged, and she had forgotten that it was today it was booked for.

Ron asked what sort of game, and Mummy said it was a game of robbers. The woman was an actress, and she was playing the part of a robber who wanted to take things from the house – and we were going to be the family who lived there. The woman then helped Mummy to sit down, as she said it was going to be a realistic game – which meant she was going to take steps to stop any of us from moving round or raising the alarm, but it was all for fun, and she would put the television on so that we could watch whatever we wanted as part of the game.

Well, Paula then asked the question – why did Mummy have her hands behind her back? Mummy told her to come and have a look, and as Paula went behind the chair she made a cooing sound – and told me and Ron Mummy had her wrists tied together behind her back.

The woman said she had done this to start the game – and she hoped we were all going to play along as well. Ron didn’t look too sure, but Paula said she would play, and put her hands behind her back. As we watched, the woman put down a black bag she was carrying, and opened it to take out a length of white rope – and two minutes later, Paula had her wrists tied together behind her back as well.

Mummy looked at us, and said it was all right, we should play as well, so we both stood up and looked at Paula as she turned round. The woman had crossed her wrists behind her back, and taken the rope around and between them so that they were firmly tied together. Ron nodded as he put his wrists behind his back, and I watched as the woman doubled another length of rope, wrapped it round his wrists, and very quickly had them tied together as well.

Well, I couldn’t be the only one not playing, could I? Paula and Ron watched me as I put my hands behind my back, and I felt the woman gently crossing my wrists – and then very quickly tying them together. She was very good at it, and two minutes later my wrists were tied so I could not move them apart either.

Ron asked what was going to happen nest, and the woman said we should all have a seat while she cleared the breakfast plates away. As we sat down, Mummy asked if we were all enjoying the game, and we all nodded as the woman put the dirty things into the dishwasher.

She then took a longer length of the rope from her bag, and said the next thing the robber had to do was make sure the kids were all properly secured, before she took Mummy round the house. She went behind Paula and asked her to shuffle forward, before she passed the rope round her body and forced her arms against her sides, making a band round her tummy and one round her upper arms, before she tied the rope off behind her back and used tow shorter lengths between her arms and body, which seemed to make it even tighter.

Mummy asked if she was all right, and Paula nodded saying it was like Mummy or Daddy giving her a hug. The woman then walked behind me as I shuffled forward, and I felt the ropes hugging me too. I could see it was stretching my top a bit, but that was fine – and Paula was right, it did feel quite nice.

When she had tied Ron’s arms as well, she told us all to stand up, and we could go into the room with the television. As we walked in, she helped Paula to sit in the middle of our long couch, and then we sat either side of her while Mummy sat in her favourite armchair. The woman walked to the windows and closed the blinds, before she left the room for a few minutes.

Mummy asked if we were all enjoying the special game, and we all nodded as we wriggled round. I felt the rope rubbing on me, and it felt a bit funny, but it was still nice. When the woman came back, she put the bag she was carrying on the floor, and then knelt in front of Ron, putting his ankles together and using more of the rope to tie them together, taking it around and between his legs as she did so.
She then tied his legs together, below his knees, and I laughed as Ron giggled – he’s very ticklish, and she must have stroked the back of his knees taking the rope between his legs.

She then did the same to Paula, as I saw the bands on her tights, and then to me. It felt funny – and she did tickle me as well when she tied my legs together, but when she had finished I looked at them, and raised my feet up as I twisted them from side to side.

The woman then walked over and turned the television on, saying the robber now needed to take Mummy round the house. Were we going to be good children, and not call for help? Well, we wanted to play the game, so we all nodded as she helped Mummy to stand up, and left us watching Miraculous.

It was about an hour before they came back, and I saw the woman had tied rope around Mummy’s arms and body so that they were held firmly in place as well. The upper band also trapped the front of her scarf down, and as she sat in the chair she said the robber had made her pretend to give her some of her jewellery, like a robber would.

The woman then looked at us, and said she had to make sure we all could not call for help, or raise the alarm now. But first, she tied Mummy’s ankles and legs together in the same way as ours. She then put two cushions on the floor, in front of the television, before she looked at us and asked if we wanted to say anything.

I did – I said thank you for a nice game, and she nodded before she told me to open my mouth. I did so, and she put a folded piece of cloth inside, and then as I closed my lips over it she peeled a length of some white tape from a roll, and pressed it over my face. It stuck to the shape of my jaw and mouth. Paula giggling as she said she could see the shape of my lips under it – and then she had a cloth in her mouth, and some tape over it, and so did Ron.

Mummy watched as she then helped me and Ron to lie on the floor, our heads on the pillows as we faced each other, and she pulled my ankles back, tying them to my chest ropes before I watched her do the same to Ron. She then walked over to Paula and moved her to one side, before she put something into Mummy’s mouth, covered her face with the tape, and then helped her to shuffle over to the couch and sit on it.

She then helped Paula to lie on her side, her head on Mummy’s lap, as Ron and I looked at each other. The woman said the Robber was going to leave them now, and when the film that had just started finished, we could try to get free. We all nodded as Mummy said something like “whllhllbhhhlrht” and I watched the woman stand in the doorway before we heard High School Musical start.

I must have lcosed my wyes for a minute, but when I opened them again Paula was asleep, her head on Mummy’s lap, and Ron was trying to free himself while Mummy watched. That was when Daddy came back in with a policeman – and we found out it wasn’t a game at all! The woman was a real robber!

Well, we were all freed, and the policeman got us to tell the story – but when Ron and I talked that night, we both agreed it had been great fun.

And we wondered if we could play a game with each other some other time…

[KP Presents]

WonderWendy
Hi everyone – first time visitor here, but I was told this was the place to come if you had met the Games Player. Am I amongst friends here?

ViTheFirst
Welcome Wendy – tell us a little bit about yourself.

WonderWendy
Well, I’m eleven, and I live in Raleigh, North Carolina. Are there other Americans who come here?

ViTheFirst
Oh yes – you’d be surprised where they have been Wendy. So you’re from the South?

WonderWendy
Yeah – Pops is a police officer, and Mom is a school teacher. I’m the only kid at home though.

ViTheFirst
Your dad’s a cop? So what happened when he found out what had happened?

WonderWendy
It was quite funny actually – I’ll tell you when I get to that part. Anyways, want to hear my story?

ViTheFirst
Go right ahead Wonder Girl.

WonderWendy
Well, this was last autumn, and Mom and I had bene to the mall. It was a cool day, so I had my black coat on over a blue dress, white tights and black knee length boots. Mom also had a black coat on over her grey jumper, jeans and black ankle boots.

As we drove home, she got a text from my Aunt Queenie, asking if we would come round for some cake and drinks. Aunt Queenie is a great cook, so when Mom asked if we wanted to call round, I nodded and said yes.

Problem was, Aunt Queenie’s house was clear on the other side of town, so we had to go home and drop some groceries off first, and then go to her place.

ViTheFirst
I’m going to go out on a limb here, and say when you got there, things were a little different?

WonderWendy
And then some. We pulled up on their yard, and walked into the house – Aunt Queenie never locks her front door when she is at home. We could smell the fresh baking, but when Mom called out for her, all we could hear was a mumbling in the front room, so that was where we went.

Well, Aunt Queenie was there, with Star.

ViTheFirst
Star?

WonderWendy
Star is my six year old cousin – she has short brown hair, and was wearing a sleeveless dress. It had a wrap effect top, with red and white stripes, and a red tiered skirt, and she had on a pair of pink jelly sandals. Aunt Queenie had on a red and white sleeveless dress, and black and white moccasins with white ribbons round her ankles – and a length of white rope tied around and between them as well to hold them together.

Star was sitting on her lap, and I could see that she also had her ankles tied together, as well as her legs below her knees, and her wrists – and they were tied to her legs. She looked at us as we stared back, and said “hey Wendy – we’re playing a game of robbers with a nice man who is pretending to rob us.”

Aunt Queenie nodded – her arms were round Star in a hug, and I could see her wrists had been tied to her arms as well – as she said that was right – and now we were here, she thought we should play as well.

I think Mom was going to say something – but then a man said are we here to play the game too.

ViTheFirst
The Games Player?

WonderWendy
I guess so – we turned round to see a tall man, dressed in black and with something over his head, who smiled as he looked at us and said he was pretending to be a robber – and if he was doing that, then we really needed to pretend we had walked in, and play along as well.

I wasn’t sure what to do as I looked at Mom. She had a very funny look on her face, but then nodded and said we did have to play the game too. The man put a cloth bag down, which jingled a little, and told us both to take our coats off, and then stand with our hands behind our back.

ViTheFirst
Were you scared at that point, Wendy?

WonderWendy
Not really – I was just curious, and a little bit excited, as the man took some rope from a second bag, and then walked behind us. Mom looked at me and smiled as I felt the rope around my wrists, pulled tight so that I could not move them apart, and then it went around and between my arms.

He tied that off, and then did the same to Mom as I watched. She was talking to Aunt Queenie, who said the man had surprised them just after she had texted Mom. She and my uncle had booked it some time ago, but it had completely slipped her mind until he had surprised her.

I then felt more rope as it was tied round my arms and tummy, before the man wound it round me at my tummy and my upper arms, so that I could hardly move them at all. I watched as he did the same to Mom, and then said I should go and sit on the couch next to Aunt Queenie and Star, and Mom could sit next to me.

When we had sat down, he took more rope and tied my ankles together, my legs hanging off the edge of the seat, and then my legs below my knees.

ViTheFirst
How did it feel?

WonderWendy
It was a strange feeling. Star was happy on my aunt’s lap, but I was too big to be on Mom’s – and when he tied her legs, we were all rather snug on the couch, so while I could wriggle round, I could not really move – even with the ropes.

Anyway – he tied Mom’s legs, and then turned the television on to Disney Kids for Star – before he said the bad robber had to make sure none of us could call for help.

Aunt Queenie shook her head and said we would all be quiet, but Star looked at her and said she wanted to be like Daphne and not able to talk. So the man took some cloths from his bag, and one by one pushed one into our mouths. It tasted funny on my tongue – but then he also tore wide strips of white tape from a roll and pressed it firmly over each of our mouths.

ViTheFirst
I love that tape – it’s soft but you really cannot talk, can you?

WonderWendy
Not a chance – I could just about move my lips, but that was it, as the man said he was going to watch us for a while, and then left the room. We all looked at each other, before Mom rubbed her cheek on my head, and said something like “Whllbhhhllrhhttwhndeee.”

That was where we sat, Star eventually falling asleep on Aunt Queenie’s lap and I rested my head on Mom’s arm.

ViTheFirst
So how long before someone found you?

WonderWendy
A couple of hours – then my dad came in with my uncle, and we found out it was a real robbery. When we were released, my wrists and legs hurt for a while, but I was soon all right.

Thing is, I want to play that game again – so is anyone else here in my area?

[KP Presents]

It was an isolated farmhouse in the Yorkshire Dales – Janna and I had left the baby with her parents while we had a relaxing week’s holiday – and part of that holiday was to visit the home of a certain John Davison, a very successful and award winning film producer. He lived here with his wife Joan and their four daughters – four year old Jean, seven year old Dawn, ten year old Heather, and twelve year old Fiona.

Because it was a remote farmhouse, Janna and I had to approach rather openly – so we drove to the yard outside the house, having made an appointment to talk to Joan about a guide book she had written. We were both smartly dressed – I had on a dark suit, white shirt, tie and shoes, while Janna wore a black trouser suit over a grey jumper, and black ankle boots. But we had everything we needed in two laptop cases, and so when we got out, the dark glasses were the only disguise we had.

At that point. We walked up to the doorbell and rang it, to be greeted by Joan. She was casually dressed – a denim jacket over a long lilac covered dress, with black sandals on her feet. She welcomed us and asked if we wanted some coffee, and took us through to her home office. We could hear two young girls talking in the front room, as we sat down and looked round.

Joan excused herself for a minute to fetch some coffee – which was the opportunity we needed to remove the glasses, and add the stocking masks over our heads, Janna tucking it under the neck of her sweater, and me into my shirt. I then stood by the door and waited as Joan came in, put the tray down, walked round the table – and saw Janna sitting there, masked and smiling as she pointed her starting pistol at Joan, and I closed the door.

She looked at us, and then said “oh god – what do you want?” Janna smiled, and said we were here for two purposes – but the one Joan should focus on was that we needed her to persuade the girls she and her husband had arranged a very special game for all of them – one of Robbers.

There was the light of recognition in her eyes as she realised who we were, and then pleaded with us not to hurt the girls. I smiled at that, and said the very reason for telling them this was a game was to keep them calm and make sure they did not get hurt. She nodded at that, and asked what we were going to do.

Janna asked her to stand up, and I walked behind her, taking a length of rope from my pocket as I asked her to take her jacket off. She did so, putting it on the chair as I guided her wrists behind her back and tied them together, and then smiled as I said we were going to take care of the girls next – starting with the youngest.

She didn’t like that idea too much, so I explained if they were happy, then the older girls would play along, even if they knew what was really happening. That made her a little happier, as she wriggled her fingers, the rope on her bare wrists – the dress was a sleeveless one. Janna and I then picked up our laptop bags, as we asked Joan to take us to the girls.

She led us to the front room, where we found Jean and Dawn watching television. Unlike her mother with her long brown hair, Jean had long blonde hair, and was wearing a purple dress. The dress had lilac sleeves, and a white collar and fringe, and she was also wearing pale blue Ugg boots.

Dawn was sitting next to her on the couch, also wearing a long sleeved purple dress, but hers had a grey hem at the bottom. The dress came down to her knees, and we could see the white tights she was wearing under the grey corduroy boots, with two big buttons on the side of each one.

Dawn looked at us, and said “Mummy, what’s going on?”

“Jean, Dawn,” Joan said with a smile, “we’re all going to play a special game that Daddy and I have arranged. These people are pretending they are robbers, and have come to take some things from us, but it is just a game.”

“Does that mean they are going to be bad to us,” Jean said quietly as she looked at us. Janna shook her head, and said “no – but as part of the game, you, your sisters and your mum are going to be left so you cannot move or talk very easily. IT’s a big adventure – would you like to see what your mum has already done?”

The two girls nodded as they walked over and look at Joan’s wrists, before Janna said “would you like me to do that to you now – as part of the game?”

“Okay – we’ll play, won’t we Jean,” Dawn said, the younger girl nodding as I took some cords from my bag, and then tied the wrists of each of them together behind their backs.

“Now, the bad robbers need to make sure you stay in the room…”

“I want to go with Mummy, to see what happens to the others?”

Janna looked at Jean, and nodded as I said “well, let me show you how you are going to be later on your sister, so that you can tell your sisters what’s going to happen, and that it doesn’t hurt.”

“Okay then,” Dawn said as I took a longer length of rope, and tied it round her arms and body so that they were locked in place. She then sat on the couch, and as I took two more lengths of cord out, Jean looked at her mother and said “Will they do that to us as well now Mummy?”

“Would you like them to,” Joan said as she smiled, and as Jean nodded Janna got some longer lengths of rope from her bag, and bound Jean’s arms to her side, as well as her mothers. Meanwhile, I tied Dawn’s ankles tightly together, and then folded her skirt back as I secured her legs together below her knees.

“I can’t move Mum,” she said as she wriggled round. “So what happens now, Mister Robber?”

“Well – do you promise to stay quiet while we go and fetch your sisters, or do I have to do something to stop you talking?”

“Stop me talking,” Dawn said, so I took a red scarf from my bag, rolled it up and used it as a cleave gag, before I said “why don’t we go and get your sisters now?” We left Dawn watching the television and walked up the staircase. Joan indicate one door, which we could hear music from, so we opened it and walked in.

Fiona was lying on her bed, reading a book when we came in as the radio played. She was wearing a white top with a raunched front, purple pants, and the same style of grey boot as Dawn, her light hair falling over her shoulders. She looked up – and then jumped up as she said “oh no – Mum…”

“It’s all right Fiona,” Joan said quietly, “this is a game we’re all going to play. These are actors, and they do this thing where they pretend to be robbing a family, and as part of that everyone plays this tie-up game. See – Jean is happy, aren’t you Jean?”

“Yes,” Jean said as she twisted round, “and Dawn is playing as well. Please play with us Fiona.”

She looked at us, and then nodded as she said “all right – what do I need to do?”

“Turn round and put your hands behind your back,” Janna said, and as she did so she felt the rope binding her wrists together, going around and between her arms. Her arms were then secured to her sides with longer ropes, forming the two bands over her stomach and her upper arms, before Janna tied it off.

“Now,” I said, “we go and get your oldest sister to play, before we all go back down and join Dawn. Then my friend here can get drinks and cookies for everyone, before we do the next bit of the game.”

Fiona nodded as we left her room, Janna staying with her and Jean outside while I knocked on the door.

“What is it?”

“Can I come in for a moment Heather,” Joan said, and I asked the others to wait outside as I went in with Joan. The oldest daughter was at her desk, a purple scarf tied round her neck and covering the tops of her grey jumper and the white top underneath. The legs of her jeans were tucked into a pair of brown fringed boots, and as she looked at us she went “mum?”

“Listen carefully, I do not want to shout,” Joan said as she walked over. “We’re bene robbed by this man and his female friend outside, and they have me and the other girls tied up. But as far as they are concerned, this is a game organized by me and your father.”

Heather looked at me, and said “they’re the people in the papers – the Games Players?”

“That’s right – but you’re old enough to know what’s really going on. He is going to bind your wrists and arms, and then we will join the others – but I need you to keep pretending this is a big game as well, so that they don’t panic. Please, do that for me and them Heather?”

The older girl nodded as I walked behind her, and bound her wrists together behind her back, as well as her arms to her sides. “I want to do something, if you will allow me – use the scarf in your mouth, so that the girls see what happens if you try to call for help. I promise, it will only be for a few minutes.”

“Okay then,” Heather said as I removed her scarf, and pulled it into her open mouth as Joan kissed her on the forehead. I then opened the door, and said “your older sister would not be quiet, so I had to use this for a while.”

“Are you all right,” Fiona asked, Heather nodding as she said “Htsohrtfftheghm” as we all walked back down the stairs, and into the front room. “Huuhghhsss,” Dawn said as they watched her wriggle her legs round, before the four girls sat on the couch, side by side. Janna then secured their ankles together, and their legs below their knees – lifting Jean’s skirt back to do so, and then putting it down, before she said “I’ll go and get the drinks and cookies.”

“Now,” I said as she left, “hen my friend comes back, I’ll make sure you all get something to eat and drink – and then I need to take your mum for a walk round the house. My friend will stay with you – but that’s when we do have to stop you all from talking for a while.”

“Okay mister robber,” Jean said with a smile as Janna brought the drinks and a plate of biscuits in, and I removed the gags from Dawn and Heather.

“Are you all enjoying the game so far,” Heather said, the other three girls nodding as Janna put a straw into the glass, and allowed her to have a drink first.



“All right, had everyone had enough?” As they all nodded Janna took four white cloths from her bag and folded them, before saying “I’m going to put these in your mouths, and then some tape over your lips. It won’t hurt, and you can pretend to struggle if you want, but don’t try too hard, all right?”

The four girls nodded as one by one their mouths were stuffed, and their lips covered with wide strips of white medical tape, looking at each other as I said “Mum is going to come with me now. I wonder – while we’re away, want to find out if anyone of them want to be more unable to move?”

Janna nodded as I took Joan by the arm, and said “let’s go and have a look in your room…”



When we came back, Joan looked at her two older daughters, and said “huuhllrhttt?”

“Yssmhm,” Heather said as she and Fiona lay on their stomachs on the floor, their ankles pulled back and tied to their chest ropes. Dawn was sat in the armchair, her legs ticked under her, and I could see Jana had tied rope from her ankles to the chest ropes at her back as well.

Jean looked over, and said “chnnhhlhhnuhhmhhmmm?”

Joan nodded – I had folded one of her headscarves and put it into her mouth, then taped her lips over – as she sat at one end of the couch, watching as I tied her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees, gathering the skirt of her dress as I did so. Jean was then helped by Janna to lie with her head on her mother’s lap, as I said “the bad robbers will leave you now – we’ll watch, and you can try and escape after the film has finished.”

Well, naturally, we left – and called an hour later from a nearby town to let the authorities know of their situation…

[KP Presents]

This one is a tale of two sisters, and their daughters – actually, let me be honest at the start. This a tale of twin sisters, and their daughters who look so alike they could be sisters…

Alderley Edge is a very, very exclusive area in Cheshire – at one time, if you were a footballer in Manchester at one of the two big clubs, chances were you lived with your family there. But it wasn’t the family of a footballer I was going to call on. Rather, it was the family of one of the local bank managers. Cathy Grayling was in her early thirties, and lived in a very nice house in the village centre with her husband and her six year old daughter Jen. Cathy came from a Chinese family, and as I watched her walking back from the local shop with Jen her heritage was obvious. Her long dark hair came over the shoulders of her grey hooded top, a pale blue vest underneath, while the legs of her dark blue jeans were ticked into a pair of soft grey suede booties.

Jen was wearing a light blue gilet over a long sleeved blue jersey dress, light grey leggings, and a pair of light brown soft boots with a bear face on the upper of the foot. Very nice and cute – and as they walked up to their front door, and Cathy let them both in, I checked my supplies before heading out of the car, and up the back alley.

I was in my usual attire for this game – black leather jacket over a roll neck sweater, leggings, knee length boots with a flat sole, gloves, and as I made my way into their garden I pulled the stocking down over my head, pressing my hair down as I smiled walking to the rear door.

It was unlocked, and so I slipped inside – just in time to see Jen coming into the kitchen. She looked at me, and I put a gloved finger to my lips as I heard Cathy say “wait up, little one – let me come and…”

“Hello,” I said as she came in, staring at me as she put her hands on her daughter’s shoulders, “You must be Cathy and Jen. I’ve come from the agency you spoke to – about the special game you wanted to play?”

“Special game? What spec…” Cathy looked at me for a moment, her head to one side, and then said “oh… Right… That special game…”

“Ah, now you remember,” I said with a smile as I looked at the kitchen table. “Perhaps you should sit down, Cathy, and tell Jen what’s going to happen.”

I watched as Cathy sat her daughter in the chair, and said “Jen, you know how much your dad and I love you, right?”

“Yes, Mummy,” the little girl said as she looked at me.

“Well, we decided that we wanted you to know what it could be like if – and it’s unlikely – somebody bad wanted me or your daddy to do something. So we contacted a special agency, who will come and pretend to be the bad people, and play a game with us.”

“What sort of game?”

“Well,” Cathy said as she looked at me, “she has a mask on because she is pretending to be a bad person. She is going to make this just as if one of them came, but it’s all make believe – and nothing bad is going to happen to you. Isn’t that right,” she finished as she looked at me.

“That’s right Jen,” I said with a smile, “part of the game is you and your mummy are not going to be able to move or talk for a while, but you will both be together and play along together. Now, did your mummy say she was going to get you a drink?”

As she nodded, I looked at Cathy and said “well, Jen should have her drink – and then I can show you how Mummy is going to be as part of the game.”

Jen nodded as her mother went to the fridge, while I put my rucksack on the table, and took out a length of rope. “Hold this for me,” I said as I gave it to Jen, “tell me how it feels to you?”

“It feels soft,” Jen said as Cathy put a glass of milk on the table, and she gave me back the rope. Taking a drink, she watched as I guided Cathy’s hands behind her back, crossing her wrists before I tied them tightly together.

“Is it all right, Mummy,” Jen said as I tied the knot off. Cathy nodded, and said “it doesn’t hurt – come and have a look.” I watched as Jen walked round and touched the bands of rope, then said “are you going to do that to me as well?”

“I am,” I said as I took another length out, “so put your hands behind your back, Jen, and once I’m done, we’ll go and sit in the front room.” The little girl put her hands behind her, Cathy smiling to encourage her as I crossed her wrists and tied them together as well. When I had finished, she wriggled her fingers and said “it’s tight, but it’s nice. What happens now, lady?”

“Let’s go into the front room,” I said as I picked my rucksack up, “and then we can see what happens.” The two of them walked in front of me as we went into the front room, and I looked round, before saying “why don’t you sit next to each other on the couch.”

As they did so, I went and closed the curtains, before I came back in and said “now, the bad robber lady needs to use some more ropes to keep you from getting your hands free.” I took a longer length of rope from my bag, and looked at Jen as I said “would you like to go first this time?”

“Okay,” she said as she shuffled off the seat and stood up, her mother watching as I wrapped the rope around her body and pulled it tight round her tummy, then mad two bands to hold her arms against her sides – then tied that rope off, and used two shorter lengths to tighten the bands even more. I then helped her to sit back on the seat, and Cathy to stand up, before I tied her arms to her sides as well, framing her chest as I did so.

“It feels like a big hug Mummy,” Jen said as she wriggled round, Cathy nodding and saying “it is, isn’t it,” as I took the rope under one arm, around the back of her neck, and under her other arm. It was as I tied this off that the doorbell rang.

“Jen, I need you to be very quiet – your mummy and I will be right back,” I said as I took Cathy out, and whispered “whoever it is, get rid of them quickly, or they will be playing as well.”

She nodded as she stood at the door, and I opened it slightly so that she could poke her head round. “There you are Sis – what kept you,” was the female voice I heard before the door was pushed in, and a ten year old girl came in, who looked like an older version of Jen. She was wearing a fur jacket with pale blue sleeves, the hem of a grey top visible under the jacket, a blue denim tiered skirt, dark blue leggings and a pair of tan Ugg boots with a fur lining.

“Hey Aunt Cathy – what is…” she said and then she saw me, and her aunt, before a woman came in, the spitting image of Cathy. “What the…” was her response as she looked at me, while I closed the door.

“Clare,” Cathy said quietly, “I wasn’t expecting you or Pippa today. I’m afraid you’ve interrupted a game.” Clare was wearing a brown Hunter style jacket over a cream sweater, the collar of a white blouse visible at the neckline, blue jeans and knee length black leather boots. “This is an actress who is pretending to be a robber – and Jen and I are the people she is robbing.”

“And she did this to you,” Clare said quietly.

“I did,” I said with a smile, “and Jen as well. Are you sisters?”

“Twin sisters,” Clare said, and then she looked properly at me, and said “oh…”

“You understand,” Cathy said, Clare nodding as Pippa said “can I see Jen?”

“Why don’t we all go and see her,” I said as we walked back into the front room, Jen looking over and saying “hey Pippa – the bad lady had tied our hands and arms. Is she going to do yours as well?”

“I… I think she will be,” Clare said as I nodded, and said “why don’t you both put your hands behind your back – I’ll do to both of you what I have done to your sister and cousin, and then we can go on to the next stage of the game.”

“So long as we stay together,” Clare said as she and Pippa stood with their hands behind their backs, Cathy sitting with Jen and talking to her as I made sure they both had their wrists tied together, and their arms tied to their sides, Pippa wriggling after I had tied the knots.

“Now then,” I said as I looked at them, “before I take your mummy for a walk round the house, Jen, I need to make sure you, your aunt and your cousin all stay in this room. Mummy will come back and join you after the walk, all right?”

“So are you going to tie our legs like our arms?”

“In the same way,” I said as I looked at Clare. “Cathy, stand up please, and your sister can sit between both of them.”

“It’s fun, isn’t it Aunt Clare,” Jen said as she shuffled over, Clare sitting down and then Pippa next to her as I took some more ropes out of the rucksack. I started with Jen, the rope sinking into the soft material of her booties as I tied her ankles tightly together, and then secured her legs together below her knees, making her giggle as I passed the rope between her legs. I then tied Pippa’s ankles and legs in the same way, both of them with their feet hanging over the edge of the seat before I asked Clare to put her feet on the coffee table for a moment.

As she did so, I crossed and bound her ankles tightly together, and secured her legs below her knees, before she lowered them and wriggled with the girls.

“I’m going to turn the television on, and find something for the girls to watch,” I said then, and after I found a program for them I made sure I had both the mobile phones of the mums. I then said “can I trust all of you not to call for help while Jen’s mummy is out of the room, or do I need to make sure you stay quiet.”

“You can trust us,” Clare said, the two girls nodding as I escorted Cathy out. As I closed the door to, I said “can I trust them?”

“You can – they’re not scared, and my sister will not do anything stupid so that they are. I presume you now wish to actually rob me?”

“Your perception is correct – please, cooperate and minimize the mess that may be made. Shall we?”




When we returned a while later, Clare was leading the two girls in a sing-a-long to the program on the television. “Having fun,” I said, both of them nodding as Cathy sat in an armchair, and I bound her ankles and legs together as well.

“I have a challenge for you,” I then said as I stood up, “how do you think it would sound if you tried to sing along, but you could not talk.”

“How would you do that,” Jen asked as the mothers looked at me.

“Well, first things first – I have these sponge balls,” I said as I took them from my bag, “do you think you could fit one of them into your mouth?” The two girls nodded as I compressed two of the balls, and then their eyes opened as I pushed them into their mouths, the sponge expanding behind their teeth.

“Whtshhtdhn,” Pippa said as I compressed the other two balls.

“It keeps your tongue down and stops you making much noise – doesn’t it Mummies,” I said as a ball went into their mouths as well, Jen giggling at the red sponge between Cathy’s teeth as her mother said “Whhchnntthlkffrrr.”

“Now,” I said as I took a roll of white tape from my bag, and peeled the tape free, “this makes sure you cannot open your mouth and push the ball out.” I tore a strip off and pressed it firmly over each of their mouths as they looked at each other, before I said “Just breath through your nose, you’ll all be fine.”

“Bhtthwsdhdwhwshn?”

“You try,” I said as I found Frozen and got it ready to play. “But first – let’s do something to make sure none of you can really move.” I put two cushions on the floor, and helped Cathy and Clare to lie on their stomachs, pulling their ankles back and tying them to their chest ropes as their heads lay on the cushions.

I then helped the two girls to lie on their sides, heads on the two arms of the couch, and tied their ankles to their chest ropes, before I said “the bad robber will watch for a while – but when the film finishes, you can try to get free. Just don’t do anything that could hurt you, all right?”

All four of them nodded as I made my excuses, and left the room – and then the house…

[KP Presents]

It was a family night in with a difference – and for the son of the family, I think it was also possibly an educational night as well, for reasons I’ll explain at the end.

I was in Salford, and the home I was planning to visit was where the Markham family lived. Not any relation, I hasten to add – John Markham is an actor, and he lived there with his wife Paula, and their three children – six year old Sue, ten year old Rita, and eleven year old Robert. At this particular period of time, John Markham was appearing in a play in Manchester, so I knew Saturdays he left in the morning and did not get back until later at night.

It was about six o’clock when I arrived outside their detached house. I had done my research, and I knew when this happened, the rest of the family tended to have a pizza and film night – well, tonight, there was going to be a slight difference, but one I hoped they would enjoy.

I could see the family in the front room through my binoculars, and then the pizza delivery as Paula opened the door. She had on a long sleeved top, which was white at the front but I could see the black rear half, and jeans, the legs tucked into black leather boots. She paid the delivery boy and waved to him as he drove off, then carried the pizza boxes inside.

I waited a moment more, and then got out of my car, walking quickly up the side of the house as I pulled the stocking down over my head, and found the side door. It didn’t take me long to get it unlocked, and I let myself in as I listened to the family talking in the front room. I checked my bag, and smiled as I walked along the corridor, and opened the door.

“Hi,” I said as I walked in, “please don’t be afraid – but your mum and dad wanted you to act out a scene for him, and they hired me to be a robber who holds a family hostage!”

Paula stared at me, and then looked at her children. Robert was holding a slice of pepperoni pizza, wearing a checked lumberjack shirt over a black t-shirt, jeans and black trainers, while Rita was sitting next to him, wearing a blue vest top, jeans and a pair of mid-calf black leather boots over the legs of them.

“Mummy, what’s happening,” Sue said as she stood next to her mother, a potato wedge in her hand. She had on a pale blue top with a scoop neckline, a skirt hat had funky coloured leopard print, and ballet slippers.

Paula looked at them, and then at me, before she said “well – it’s like the time Daddy asked us to read the script for the show he was making, that had the family who got lost. I think he wants to make sure this one is realistic, so we hired this actor to pretend to hold me and you as hostages. Then we can tell Daddy what it was like, and he’ll adjust the script.”

“But does that mean he’s really going to hold us hostage,” Rita said quietly.

“Yes I am – but we’re going to make it part of your family night,” I said with a smile. “So you can continue to eat your pizza, and watch a film later. It’s just I have to make sure none of you can move around or speak during the film. So I need you to remain calm and keep eating, all right?”

“That’s fine kids,” Paula said as she stood up, “you can talk about what’s going to happen, but eat up. Can I have a word outside?”

“Of course – sorry if I gave you a fright kids, but I had to be realistic.”

“That’s all right,” Robert said as I went outside with Paula, waiting as she closed the door and said “who the hell are you?”

“Me? I’m the man who is going to rob you,” I whispered as I showed her the gun in my jacket pocket, “and I did what I did so that your kids will not be too afraid of what is going to happen. Do you want them to be scared?”

Paula looked at me, and then shook her head as I said “good – so you go in, you eat, and then we start by making sure the kids stay in this room while you take me round the house. Shall we?”

“Okay,” Paula said as we went back in, “the intruder has disturbed our dinner, but he’s going to allow us to finish our pizzas and drinks before he begins.”

“Who are you going to tie up first,” Robert said before he chewed some pizza.

“Me? Nobody. You and your mother – I am going to get you to tie your sisters up, before I tie you up, and then her.”

Paula and Robert looked at each other as Rita and Sue said “oh wow – a real intruder would do that, Mummy, because he could not watch all of us.”

“Very true,” Paula said as she took a drink from a glass, and I opened my bag, watching them carefully as I said “I need to take your mobile phones first – don’t worry, they’re only going to go off, so hand them to me please…”

“Now then,” I said as Paula cleared the boxes away, “do either of you need to go to the toilet?”

Both girls nodded as they went off, and I handed Robert and Paula a length of rope each.

“When they come back,” I said quietly, “I am making you tie their wrists together behind their back, in the way I’ll tell you to.” They both nodded as the girls came back in, and I said “all right girls – I want you, Sue, to stand in front of your mother, and Rita in from of her brother.” As they did so, I said to Paula and Robert “double the rope over, then take their hands behind their backs and wrap the rope round their wrists. Put the ends under the middle, and then pull it back as far as it will go.”

As they did this, Sue said “you won’t hurt me, will you Mummy?”

“No I won’t,” Paula said as Robert forced his sister’s wrists together, then at my instruction the wrapped the rope carefully round five times, and ticked the ropes into the top loop. I then told them to separate the ends, and pull them between their arms to tighten the binding, then to tie the ends together in a knot, and tuck the ends into the wrist binding. As Rita twisted her arms round, I checked the ropes, and said “Well done – now, I’m going to give you both a long length of rope – double it over, wrap it round the girls at their stomachs, and do what you did to their wrists behind their backs.”

“It’s going to be all right,” Paula said as she looked at her son, while I instructed them in how to secure the arms of their girls to their sides, and then to tighten them by taking the rope under one arm, up and round the back of their necks, and under the other arm. Both of them made sure to move the long hair of both girls out of the way, but when they had finished, Rita and Sue looked at each other and twisted round as Rita said “well, we’re not going to use our arms, are we Mister Intruder?”

“No you’re not – but now I need to make sure you can’t walk around either, so I need you both to sit on the double seat there.” As they walked over, I handed Paula and Robert some rope, and said “now, when they are comfy, tie their ankles together in the same way as you tied their wrists – and remember, I’m watching.”

“Let’s do this, Mum,” Robert said as he knelt down in front of Rita and started to tie her ankles together, the rope squeaking as it rubbed on her boots, while Paula carefully tied her younger daughter’s ankles, remembering to take the rope between her legs as well. She also tied her legs together below her knees, Robert doing the same to Rita, before they both stood up and looked at me.

“Well, I think Mummy and Robert took very good care of you both, don’t you girls?” As they both nodded, I said to Paula “now, sit down and keep your hands where I can see them. As for you young man – put your hands behind your back.”

“Does it hurt,” Robert said as he looked at Rita, the young girl shaking her head as I bound his wrists and arms in the same way as he had tied his older sister, the ropes pulling his shirt open as he bit his lower lip.

“Okay,” he said as he walked over and sat in an armchair, watching his mother and sisters as I tied her ankles tightly together, and then tied his legs below his knees, and then stood up.

“So, what film were you all going to watch?”

“The Jungle Book,” sue said as she twisted her legs.

“Well, until I come back with your mother, you can watch some cartoons,” I said as I turned the television on, and found Nickelodeon. “First, though, you all need to be quiet – so I want you all to open your mouths when I tell you. Mummy is going to put a sponge ball inside, and then put some special tape over your mouths to keep it in there. Sue, you will go first.”

“Okay Mummy,” Sue said as she opened her mouth, and I handed Paula a small red sponge ball. She gently eased it in, and then as Sue closed her mouth I tore a strip of white micropore tape from a roll, and handed it to Paula, watching as she gently pressed it over the young girl’s face. She smiled under the tape, and said “fhllsfhnnemhmm” before she giggled.

“Rita next,” I said as I handed Paula a blue sponge ball, and that went into her mouth, followed by the tape, and then a yellow sponge ball for Robert. He looked at us in a funny way as he closed his lips over it, and Paula asked “are you all right Son” as she pressed the tape over his face.

“Ysskhhssfhkfhnnee” he said as he looked at her, and she kissed each of them on their head.

“Now, you three stay here while I take Mum for a little walk – and if you behave, you’ll all get a drink when we come back,” I said, smiling as they all nodded and turned to watch the television.

“Now,” I whispered as I walked Paula out, “about your valuables…”


“Hllhmmhmmmee,” Rita said when we came back in. I had already tied Paula’s wrists together behind her back, and tied rope around her arms and upper body, but as she sat down I put three drink cartons onto the low table, and said “I just need to make sure Mummy stays in this chair, and then you can have your drinks.”

They nodded as I took more rope, and secured their mother’s crossed ankles and then her legs below her knees, Rita giggling as her mother’s boots squeaked when her legs rubbed together and she did the same. Once I had done this, I put a straw in one of the cartons and peeled the tape away from Sue’s mouth, catching the sponge ball in my gloved hand before I let her take a drink.

“Slowly – you may not get another drink for a while,” I said, Sue nodding as she looked at me. “Mister Intruder,” she said when she let go of the straw, “I want to sit with Mummy.”

“Well, I think that can be arranged. Have you had enough to drink?”

As she nodded, I put the sponge ball back into her mouth, and a fresh strip of tape over her mouth, before I lifted her up and sat her on Paula’s lap. “Are you having fun,” Paula whispered, Sue nodding as she rested her head on her mother’s chest, between the bands of rope.

I let Rita have a drink next, and re-gagged her, before I removed the tape and ball from Robert’s mouth. “Are you sure you’re all right,” Paula said as he took a drink, “you look a little flushed.”

“I’m fine Mum,” Robert said as he looked over, “it’s just such a strange experience.”

“I know,” Paula said quietly, “but once you’ve had a drink, I will be just like all of you, and we can watch the film together, all right?”

Robert looked at me as he took another drink, and then said “can I lie down?”

“Of course you can – but I’ll need to make sure your feet stay off your sister’s lap,” I said quietly. Robert nodded, as Rita scooted to the far end of the couch, and I replaced the sponge ball and tape. He then lay down, with his head on the arm of the couch, as I pulled his ankles back and tied them to the chest ropes.

“Now then,” I said as I folded a white scarf, and stood behind Paula, “time for Mummy to be quiet. Open wide.”

“We’ll all tell each other how we felt when this is over,” Paula said, the others nodding as I pushed the scarf into her mouth, and then covered her lips and jaw with the white tape. As the film started, I let them watch as I quietly slipped out…


So how do ‘I know it was an awakening for young Robert? About a month later, I came across an interview with the family, where they told the story of what had happened, and how the children discovered it was a real robbery when their father got home. It was Robert’s comment that caught my eye.

“I was scared, but I was also a little excited – I can’t describe it, but I know my sisters also enjoyed it when we thought it was a game. And now we play the game with Mummy sometimes, and I get to be the robber…”

[KP Presents]

When Steve and I visit the States, and we have a spare couple of hours, we have been known to pay games visits to osme outlying house. This is the tale of what I call the black and grey day…

It was a large single storey house on the outskirts of Philadelphia, and as Steve and I drove up to park outside the house we took a moment to look around. It was an interesting neighbourhood – houses far enough apart to be like little kingdoms of their own, and no-one really laying attention to the other dwellings.

We were both in black for this – jumpers, leather jackets, jeans and sneakers for Steve, leggings and knee length boots for me – as we left the car. Steve was carrying a holdall we had bought the other day, with our supplies in it, and I had something in my jacket pocket.

The home belonged to the Ingelson family – Papa Ingelson was a banker, and he lived here with his wife and five daughters. As we walked up, we saw the garage door was open, so we slipped in, taking a moment to pull the stockings down over our heads before we entered the house.

As we did so, Helga Ingelson looked up from the kitchen table, and whispered “oh my god” as I put my finger to my lips, and Steve closed the door. “Not a word, Mrs Ingelson – Helga,” I said quietly, “just listen.”

Helga was in her mid-forties, and was slim with long chestnut brown hair. She was wearing a long cardigan, light grey with a darker grey front and shoulders, over a black top, black pants and mid-calf black leather boots with no heel. She looked at me as I said “let me answer your questions. Yes, we are here to rob you. Yes, we are going to bind and gag everyone in the house. Yes, we know you have young daughters, who may be terrified by this. Do you want that last bit to happen?”

As she shook her head, Steve said “so we pretend this is a big game you and your husband have organized, and that way, they find it less stressful.”

“A game? They’d never believe you!”

“They will if you say it is,” I said quietly. “Will you do that?” Steve and I watched as she slowly nodded, and said “One request – if we all have to be tied up and silenced, we are all together. We have abasement romper room with a large screen television - leave us in there.”

“Perfect – so we do this,” Steve said as he walked behind her, guiding her hands behind her back and tying her wrists together with rope, “where will we find your youngest daughter now?”

“Inga? She is doing an assignment in her room.”

“Then we start with her, and her next oldest sister. Take us to her.”


As we opened the room door, we could see Inga Ingelson sitting at a desk by her window, writing as she faced in the opposite direction looking outside. She was ten years old, with long strawberry blonde hair, and was wearing a long sleeved black top, a white skirt with black polka dots, knee length black socks and flat shoes.

“Inga,” Helga said quietly, “please stop writing and listen to me – we’re going to play a family game now?”

“What sort of game Mama?”

“Robbery.”

Inga turned in her chair and looked at us, as I said “hello Inga – my friend and I ware actors, and your parents have hired us to pretend to be a pair of bad robbers. So we’re going to hold you, your sisters and your mother captive, in one room, and make sure none of you can stop us. But it is all a game, nothing really bad is going to happen, all right?”

She looked at us and slowly nodded as Helga said “we’re going to find Hanna next, is she in her room?”

“Yes, mama – but will be my hands be like yours?”

“Yes, they will,” I said as I took a length of rope, and walked behind her, crossing her wrists behind her back and tying them together as she looked at her mother. “Now, where is Hanna’s room?”

The four of us walked two doors down, as Inga said “Freya and Frida are in the attic, will they join us later?”

“My sixteen year old daughters,” Helga said. Steve and I looked at each other, as he said “let’s get Hanna to play first, we’ll take all three of you to the room you will be in, and then we’ll bring them down, all right?”

“Okay,” Inga said with a smile as I knocked on the door, and Helga said “can we come in Hanna?”

“Yes, Mama,” a voice called out, and as we opened the door Hanna turned and looked at us. She was twelve years old, and was wearing a long grey tunic, black leggings and knee length black leather boots.

“Mama?”

“We’re all playing a game of robbers,” Inga said as she turned round and showed her sister her bound wrists, “Mama says it’ll be great fun, and you’re to play too.”

Hanna looked at us, and then grinned as she said “so I won’t be able to do my homework, because I’ll be tied up?”

“I guess not,” Helga said with a smile as Steve walked round and tied her wrists behind her back. “So we’re going to go to the romper room and we’ll all watch a film together. Sound good?”

The two girls nodded as we left the room, and walked down to the cellar. It was certainly a leisure room, with a long couch, bean bags and a large wall mounted television.

“Well, this will do,” Steve said with a smile, “but we need to make sure you three stay down here while we go and get your sisters.” Taking a long length of rope form the bag, he doubled it over and used it to bind Helga’s arms to her sides, taking the rope above and below her chest, then feeding it under one arm, up and around the back of her neck, and under the other arm.”

“Wow – are you going to do that to us as well,” Hanna asked.

“Well, you should all be the same,” I said as Helga sat in the centre of the long couch, and we each took a long length of rope, binding the upper bodies of Inga and Hanna in the same way before they sat either side of their mother.

“It’s snug,” Inga said, Helga nodding as we took six lengths of rope from the bag, and secured the ankles of each of them together, the rope going around and between their limbs as they watched.

“It sounds funny,” Hanna said as she tried to move her legs, Helga nodding as they made their boots squeak.

“Now, the bad robbers have to go and get your sisters,” Steve said quietly, “so we need to keep you quiet. We’ll put these sponge balls in your mouths, and tape over your lips, then start the film, all right?”

“We’ll talk later girls” Helga said, opening her mouth as I pushed the compressed sponge in, and then covered her lips with white tape, the girls getting the same treatment from Steve before we started the Harry Potter movie, and went back upstairs.

Steve headed to the bedrooms, while I took the bag and made my way to the attic. I could hear music, and so I smiled as I opened the door with the gun in my free hand, and said “hello girls – no screams please, I have your mother and your two sisters bound and gagged downstairs. Now, who am I talking to?”

Why the direct approach? Well, the oldest Ingelson girls were sixteen, and would see right through the game story. I needed to take a different approach with them.

“Frida, do you think she is telling the truth?” I looked at the other girl, wearing a black smock with a grey hem and pattern on the side, black tights and over the knee black leather boots, and said “so you are Freya, correct?”

“I think she is telling the truth,” Frida said. She had wavier hair, and was wearing a sleeveless black leather jerkin over a grey wool jumper, grey leggings and mid-calf black suede boots with a fringe at the side. “They are all captive?”

“Indeed – so listen carefully. My colleague is now searching for valuables, but your younger sisters believe this is a big family game, and that all of you are going to play. I need you to maintain that illusion – you will be tied up, you will be gagged, but you will be together. Understand?”

The twins looked at me and nodded as I said “good – then do as I say.” Putting the bag down, I took two sponge balls out and threw one to each of them. “We start by keeping you quiet – put that into your mouths.”

“Must we,” Freya said quietly.

“Yes, you must,” I replied as they looked at each other, and then pushed the sponge into their own mouths. “Now,” I said as I passed Freya the roll of white tape, “tear a long strip off, and press it over your sister’s mouth.” I watched as she did that, and then passed the roll over to Frida, who tape gagged her in the same way.

“Good,” I said quietly as I took the roll back, “now both of you – turn round with your back to me, and put your hands behind your back…”



“Thrruhhrrr- chmnhsstwhffsss!”

“Hruhlrrthtmmhhm,” Frida said as I escorted her and Freya into the leisure room. Sitting them on the opposite ends of the five seater couch, I quickly secured their ankles, and then their legs below their knees, as Steve came in.

“Ah – I see the whole family is here,” he said, smiling under the stocking as all five of them wriggled round and tried to speak. “Well, the hostage takers are going to have to make sure you stay here, so we’re going to pretend to put you to sleep.” He picked up a cloth and held it over Helga’s nose and taped mouth, and she got the idea, opening her eyes wide and moaning before she slowly closed them and let her head flop to the side.

One by one, we pretended to chloroform the daughters, before Steve whispered “be asleep for a little while” and we tiptoed out…

[KP Presents]

Arnold is a small but important town to the north of Nottingham, and Gerald Blake is the manager of a jewellers in that town, where he lived with his wife Angela and their three children – Tom who was eleven, ten year old Grace and six year old Candy. And on this particular Saturday, I was watching them as they walked round the weekly market.

Angela was in her early forties, with long brown hair, a pair of dark sunglasses perched on the top. She was wearing a brown leather jacket over a white top, faded jeans and brown ankle boots with a patterned top at the ankle. Tom, Grace ad Candy were all with her – and all three of them wearing some type of Ugg boot.

Tom was wearing grey ones with his grey trousers, a black leather blouson jacket over his upper body, while Grace had a sand coloured furry top over a white t-shirt with a leopard on the front, a black skirt and leggings, and pink boots. Finally, Candy had a grey jacket on over a long pink jumper, a grey scarf tied like a bandana round her neck, a pink skirt and grey leggings, with blue boots.

I watched as they started to walk up the hill towards their home, and followed form a safe distance, my rucksack on my back…

They lived in a fairly modern detached house, and I watched as Angela opened the front door of the terraced house, and they walked in, smiling as the door closed, and then I walked to the door as well, pulling something down over my head as I got closer…

It was Angela who opened the door after I knocked on it, her jacket still on as she said “yes, how can I…” and then backing up as I walked in, the stocking pulled down over my head, the starter’s pistol in my gloved hand and a finger to my lips.

“not a word,” I said quietly as I put my hand over her mouth, “this is a robbery, but I need your help because we don’t want the children to eb scared, do we?”

Angela looked at me and slowly nodded as I said “good – now, here’s what’s going to happen. We are going to make your children believe this is a game you are all going to play, and in return nobody gets scared or panics, or something worse. Understand?”

She nodded again as I said “good, where are they?” Taking away my hand, Angela whispered “Tom is downstairs, the girls upstairs. Why?”

“Because we will need Tom’s help,” I whispered as I held up a length of cord. “Please, removed your jacket, turn round, and put your hands behind your back…”

Tom looked up as we went into the front room, and said “Mum, who is this?”

“this is an actor, we’ve hired him to pretend to be a robber, and we’re going to play an escape game together,” Angela said as she showed her son her bound wrists. “He’s already tied my arms, but he’s going to make sure we are all the same – which means he needs you to help him.”

“I need to help you – how?”

“Because we need to make sure your sisters are playing first – once I show you how to tie their hands and feet, by showing you how to tie your mum’s ankles,” I said as Angela sat down, and I handed Tom a length of rope. “So, kneel down, double this over, then wrap the rope round your mum’s ankles, and pull the ends back through the middle loop.”

Angela watched as Tom followed my instructions, and tied her ankles tightly together, before I let him tie her legs together below her knees as well. “Now, you need to some with me, tell your sisters what is happening, and that you’ll all be with your mum,” I said with a smile under my stocking mask, “but first, we need to make sure Mum can’t raise the alarm like a real robber would.”

“IS that all right Mum?”

Angela nodded as she looked at me, and said “we’ll all be the same when he finishes, so if they see me like it, it won’t scare them.” She then let me put a folded cloth into her mouth, then I tore a strip of white tape from a roll and let Tom press it over her mouth before we left the room.”

“I need to tie your mum’s arms a little more later, but right now, let’s find your sisters…”


Grace and Candy were in their bedroom, but as Tom and I walked in, Candy said “you look funny – who are you?”

“Mum’s paid this actor to pretend to be a robber, so we can all play an escape game together,” Tom said as I put my rucksack down, “Mum’s already playing, and she wants us to join her.”

“But I am a robber in the game,” I said with a smile, “which means I need to make sure your arms are secured before we go down. It doesn’t hurt, but you both need to stand up and put your hands behind your back. Tom will tie your wrists, Candy, and I will tie Grace’s.”

“And who ties Tom?”

“I will when we go downstairs – ready?”

The two girls nodded as I handed Tom a length of cord, and we secured the wrists of the two girls together behind their backs, then I showed him how to secure their arms to their sides with a longer length of rope. We then walked downstairs, Angela looking over and saying “Hllhhghrls, rhdeeto plhh.”

“You sound funny mummy,” Candy giggled as Angela nodded, watching as I and Tom helped them to sit on the floor in front of the couch, and then securing their ankles together, as well as their legs below their knees.

“Why does Mum have that tape over her mouth,” Grace asked as she wriggled her bound legs round.

“To keep her quiet – and it’s time for you two to be quiet, so open your mouths nice and wide.” I pushed the cloths into their mouths, while Tom put the tape over them, and then stood with his hands behind his back.

As the girls watched, I tied Tom’s wrists together, and then his arms to his sides, before he sat in an armchair and watched me tie his ankles and his legs together. I then put a cloth in his mouth, and taped it over, before taking a long length of rope and tying Angela’s arms to her sides.

“Now,” I said as I turned the television on, “wait until Scooby Doo, and then you can try to escape. Okay?”

All four of them nodded as I quietly slipped out of the back door…

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The two girls giggled as they lay on their sides, looking at their mother as I finished tending to her. They were eight year old twin girls, and were identically dressed, wearing black fur gilets over white jumpers that were ribbed at the front, and dark pants with the legs tucked into knee length black leather boots. They also had a white headband in their blonde hair with a white rose on it – and had white tape over their mouths, keeping a folded cloth in there.

They had their hands tied together behind their backs, and rope around their stomach and arms to keep them locked in place, and their ankles were tightly tied, as were their legs below their knees. Their mother was between them as they lay on their sides on the double bed in their parent’s bedroom, looking at them both as I removed the necklaces from their necks and put them into my bag.

She was in her early thirties, and was wearing a brown fur gilet over a black jumper, blue jeans, and knee length brown leather boots. She also had her hands tied behind her back – the first thing I had done when I surprised her in the kitchen of the house – and bands of rope around her arms and chest, keeping them secured. As she twisted her legs round, her daughters copied her, making a squeaking noise.

As always, I had persuaded her to tell them this was a game, before I bound them all and brought them up here. They had watched as I tied their legs, as well as the wrists and arms of the girls, then I gagged the two young ones as she told me where to look.

So as I pushed a folded cloth into their mother’s mouth, and covered her lips with white tape, she kissed their foreheads before they all looked at me. I was wearing a black leather jacket over a roll neck sweater, leggings and knee length black leather boots – and the stocking mask over my head.

I nodded to all three of them, and told them I was going to pretend to leave, and they could try to escape once the program playing on the television had finished, as I picked up the bag and left the bedroom.

So, my visit was over – so why am I starting at this point? Because the story I want to tell is not so much about this family, but what came next.

The house they lived on had a shared driveway, and I had entered by the door that led to their kitchen. And it was by that door I left, thinking to remove my stocking mask before I got onto the main street. What I had not expected was that the house next door, which was empty when I had scouted the location, had been occupied – or that as I left the house, I would hear a little girl say “oh wow – are you a robber?”

I looked round to see the car there, and an eight year old girl looking at me. She had blonde hair with a black hair clip, and was wearing a white cardigan over a blue top, a tiger print skirt, grey tights, yellow socks and mid-calf tan leather boots.

I had to think fast, while at the same time glad I still had some supplies, as I said “yes I am, what’s your name?”

“Maisie…”

“Well, Maisie, I can’t have you letting the police know I have just been next door. Who else is at home?”

“Tom and Mummy?”

“Well, Maisie, I guess I have to come and play a game of cops and robbers with you and your family. Will you play that game with me?” As she nodded, I took a length of white cord from my bag, and said “well, we’ll start now – turn round and put your hands behind your back.”

“This is exciting,” she said as I tied her wrists together behind her back, and then we walked into her kitchen, making her mother shriek “OHMYGOD!”

“I met a robber, Mummy – look what she’s done to me!” Maisie turned round and showed her mother her wrists as I closed the door, and said “I do apologise, but as I told your daughter, I cannot have the alarm raised for a while, so – you’re going to play a game.”

“A… You’re the Games Player?”

“I am, but I need to make sure you and your children do not raise the alarm. I’ve met Maisie – what’s your name?”

“Judy…” Judy was wearing a mustard coloured cardigan over a white top, and jeans with the legs tucked into knee length tan leather boots.

“Well Judy,” I said quietly, “where is Tom?”

“He’s watching television – you’re going to tie us all up?”

“I am – but not rob you, so please, put your hands behind your back, and then we’ll go and tell Tom what is happening.”

“It’s exciting, Mummy,” Maisie said as she watched me bind her mother’s wrists tightly together behind her back, and then bind her arms to her sides with two bands of rope. I secured Maisie’s arms with a double figure of eight around her arms and stomach, before I said “Tell Tom this is a game” and we walked in.

Tom was indeed watching television, a younger boy in a checked shirt over a long sleeved blue top, jeans, white socks and blue shoes. As we came in, he looked at Judy and Maisie, and said “Mummy, what’s happening?”

“We’re going to play cops and robbers, “ Judy said, “this lady is the robber, and she’s going to tie us up until the cops arrive, but we’ll all sit and watch television together, all right?”

Maisie walked in front of him and turned round, wriggling her fingers as she said “your turn now.” Thankfully, Tom nodded as he stood up and let me tie his wrists together behind his back, and then his arms and stomach in the same way as Maisie, before they all sat on the couch, watching as I tied Tom’s ankles together, and then his legs below his knees.

He moved his legs around as I started to tie Maisie’s legs together, as she asked “so did you do this to Cerys and Mavis?”

“I did indeed – and to her mother as well – so they’re playing a game at the same time as you,” I said as I tied that rope off, and then secured her legs together below her knees as well, and then did the same to Judy.

“I think we’re all going to be quiet as well,” their mother said as I stood up, and checked the ropes, then nodded as I took some cloths from my bag and put one in each of their mouths, then covered their lips with the white tape. Smiling, I turned the television on and left them to have fun…

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Allow me to tell the tale of the North Carolina Family Quiet Time. I was on business in the Raleigh-Durham area, but before I had flown over there I had done some research in the area, and as a result of that I had identified a family where I felt a profitable and enjoyable afternoon could be had by all.

Arthur Dunbar was a senior executive in a mid-sized tech firm in the Research Triangle Park, and lived in a large house with his wife Alma and their five daughters. Yup, five – Cora was sixteen, Angela fifteen, Rhona twelve, Suzanne eight and Bobbi four. I knew her husband was away at a conference on the day I had off, and laid my plans accordingly…

It was about two in the afternoon on a cool spring day when I drove to a nearby public park, and walked through the woods to the rear of their house. As I came closer, I could see Alma getting out of the car with Bobbi. The mother was wearing a long taupe sweater coat over a blue t-shirt and jeans, the legs tucked into knee length brown leather boots, while Bobbi had a black denim dress and leggings with brown ankle boots. She held her mother’s hand as they walked into the house, while I watched, and checked my bag before I pulled the stocking mask down over my head, and walked quickly across the yard to the rear door of the house.

I opened it quickly and walked into the kitchen, as Alma turned and looked at me, her eyes open wide as her blonde hair fell over the top of her jacket. “Oh my god,” she whispered quietly, and then she looked to the door as I said “no – please, believe me Mrs Dunbar, I have no desire to hurt you or any of your family, but I need you to stay calm, and listen to what I have to say.”

I took my starting pistol from my pocket and looked at her as I said “please, take a seat, and listen.” As she sat down, I said “now, I will be honest – I am here to rob you, and I know that before I go, all your daughters will be back from school. That means I will need to make sure none of you can raise the alarm, but I also want to be sure nobody is scared or upset – so I need you to tell a little white lie.”

“And that is,” Alma said quietly.

“That this is all a game arranged by your and your husband – a drill, if you prefer, so that of a real intruder was to surprise you, they would know what to do. Do that, and tell them it is all a game, and I promise you they will be less afraid of what will happen – starting with your youngest daughter.”

“Bobbi – oh god, she’s just a baby, please…”

“I said to remain calm,” I said quietly as I looked at her, “trust me. Yes, I am going to tie all of you up, and gag you, but we can make it pleasant. Tell me, do you have a romper room?”

“In the basement – why?”

“Then we will use that – but first, we need to start the game with young Bobbi. Please, put your hands behind your back, and we can begin.”


“Mom? Why are your hands behind your back?” Bobbi looked at her mother as we came in, and then stared at me.

“Bobbi,” Alma said quietly as she looked at her daughter, “this is a man Pops and me have hired to play a big game with you and the other girls. He’s dressed like that because he is going to pretend to rob us, and we’re all going to have to be the same way. But, we’ll all be together in the romper room when he is finished, and we can all watch a film together, all right?”

She looked at me as I said “hello Bobbi – will you be the first to play the game with your Mom?” As she nodded, I said “good – have a look at Mom’s wrists?” She got off the couch and had a look at them, and said “did you tie them together?”

“I did – and now it’s your turn. Put your hands behind your back – I promise, it doesn’t hurt.” Alma nodded and said “don’t worry Bobbi – I promise you, it doesn’t hurt.” Her daughter nodded and put her hands behind her back, Alma smiling as I took some soft cord and tied the little girl’s wrists together behind her back. As I did this, Bobbi looked at her mother and said “will he be a bad robber, Mom?”

“Not in that way, Bobbi,” Alma said quietly as I tied the rope off, and smiled as I said “why don’t you both sit down on the couch, and I’ll tie your ankles together as well?”

“You can sit next to me Bobbi,” Alma said with a smile as she sat down, and I helped Bobbi to sit next to her, before I took two lengths of cord and tied Bobbi’s ankles together, and then her legs below her knees.

“Why are you not tying Mom’s legs like mine,” she said as she wriggled round.

“I will do – but first we need to get the other girls to play, and then I’ll take all of you down to the room in the basement, and Mom will join you later. On which note – do you promise me you’re not going to call out when the girls come in, and spoil the surprise.”

As Bobbi nodded, she twisted round and then stared at the two longer lengths of rope I took from my bag. “Now, one more thing…”



As O looked out of the window, I saw the yellow bus stop at the bottom of the road, as Rhona and Suzanne got out and started to walk up to the house. Rhona was wearing a similar style of top to her mother, but this one was sleeveless and fawn coloured, with a black top and pants, as well as a pair of brown Ugg boots. Suzanne had a white wool scarf tied round her neck, over a black jumper, faded blue jeans and a pair of black Ugg boots.

“Mom, we’re home,” Rhona called out as Alma looked at me, and said “girls, can you come into the front room? I have a surprise for both of you.” As they came in, they stopped and looked at their mother and Bobbi, the young girl lying with her head on Alma’s lap as she said “surprise – we’re playing a family game!”

“A – family game,” Suzanne said as she saw the rope around Bobbi’s arms and legs, and around her mother’s arms.

“That’s right – this man,” Alma said as she looked at me, “is pretending to rob us, and he’s going to make sure none of us can raise the alarm. Bobbi and I have started playing – and now, you can join in as well, all right?”

The two girls turned and looked at me as I smiled under the stocking mask, and said “hello girls – now, I need to make sure you two are like Bobbi, so turn round and talk to your mom, while I put your hands behind your back and make sure they stay there.”

Both girls nodded as they put their rucksacks down and turned round, talking to Alma and Bobbi as I crossed and bound the wrists of each girl together behind her back, taking the rope around and between their arms, and then using longer lengths of rope to tie their arms to their sides, making sure they were held tightly in place.

“It feels funny, as if I am been hugged,” Rhone said quietly as I tied the ropes off, and then helped them both to sit on the couch next to their mother as Bobbi curled her legs up. I then secured their ankles together, as well as their legs below their knees, as Bobbi said “now you’re just like me.”

“Yes, they are,” I said with a smile as I tied the rope off between Suzanne’s legs, and stood up as they both wriggled round. “Now, Bobbi has promised to stay quiet, but will you when your big sisters get back?”

“IF this is a game of robbers,” Rhona said as she looked at me, “then we’re really going to play – so no, I won’t remain quiet…”

“Girls…”

“I won’t remain quiet either,” Suzanne said as she wriggled round, so I nodded and said “then I have to make sure you stay quiet.” Taking her scarf off from round her neck, I waited as she opened her mouth, and then tied the scarf between her lips as she bit down on it.

Walking to the hallway, I returned with two more wool scarves, one brown, one black, and used them to gag the other two girls as Alma watched. Bobbi look up at her mother and said “hsshllrhttmhmm” as I said “nor, you remain quiet” as I heard a car pull up outside.

Walking over and looking out of the window, I saw a yellow Beetle stop, as the two older girls got out. Angela had a black cardigan over a Metallica t-shirt, dark denims and brown Doc Marten style boots that laced up the front, while Cora wore a white cardigan over a grey top, faded denims, and knee length tan leather boots. I put my finger to my lips as they came in, walked in – and Angela looked at me as Cora said “oh god – MOM!”

“Girls,” Alma said calmly, “this is a man your father and I have hired to pretend to be a robber, so that we can all play this game and know what to do if we are ever really robbed. We’ve already started playing – but I need both of you to play as well, so that we do this as a family. Do you understand?”

The two older girls nodded as I said “thank you. Now, both of you, kneel in front of the others, and put your hands on your heads.” I watched as they both did this, the palms of their hands on top of their long blonde hair, and took more rope from my bag before I knelt down and guided their hands behind them, crossing and binding their wrists in the same way as the others. I knew they knew this wasn’t a game, but their mother had made it clear she wanted to pretend it was as well.

Once their wrists were secured, I tied their arms to their sides, like all the others taking the rope above and below their chest as their arms were secured tightly to their sides, and making sure it was snug. Looking at the others, I said “now, I’m going to take these two young ladies down to the cellar, and when they are ready, I will come and take you down one by one. I’ll put the television on, and you can watch it while your Mom comes round the house with me, and then she will join you. All right?”

The three girls nodded as Alma said “I’ll be quiet for them, but they’ll need a drink.”

“Leave that with me,” I said as I helped Cora and Angela to stand up. We walked down to the cellar, as Cora said “you are a real robber, aren’t you? You’re the Games Player.”

“That’s right – so for your younger sisters, play along,” I said quietly as I put my bag down. “Now, sit on the floor, and cross your ankles.”



“Right,” I said as I came back into the room, “who’s first?”

“Hmmwhlll,” Rhona said, Bobbi and Suzanne watching as I picked her up and carried her down to the cellar.

“Hllthrrr,” she said as she looked at Cora and Angela, both girls nodding as they looked up from the floor. They were lying on their stomachs, their ankles and legs secured together with rope, and then their ankles pulled back and tied to their chest ropes. They both also had wide strips of white tape over their mouth, and as they mumbled their lips moved under it.

I sat Rhona on a bean bag, and then went back up the stairs, returning with Suzanne and placing her on a second bean bag, then Bobbi as I laid her on her side on one of the couches. “Now then,” I said as I turned the television on, “watch this, and your mom will join you in a little while, all right?” All five nodded as I started a film, and walked back up to where Alma was wriggling round.

“Now then,” I said as I helped her to stand up, “let’s go and find your valuables, shall we?”


“HLLHMMMMM!” The five girls looked up as I escorted Alma into the room a short while later, their mother looking at them and nodding as she said “Hllghrlls, hffnnfn?” She had a little trouble talking – I had put a folded scarf into her mouth and covered her lips with white tape, and as I helped her to lie on the long couch I took two more lengths of rope, and bound her ankles tightly together, as well as her legs below her knees.

I then looked at Bobbi, Suzanne and Rhona, as I said “do you want the tape over your mouths as well?” The three girls nodded, so I made sure their lips were covered as well, before starting a second film, and saying “the bad guy is going to leave now. Watch the film, and then you can see who gets free first.”

They all looked at me and nodded as I slipped out…

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We do plan carefully, Steve and I, but sometimes the greatest enjoyment comes from the unexpected. Case in point…

We planned to visit a family of a bank manager in a small town in the West of Scotland. Agnes McCormack lived with her husband and her eleven year old daughter Megan in a farmhouse on the outskirts of the town, so I drove up the farm road and parked at a nearby picnic spot, putting my rucksack over my shoulder as I hiked the rest of the way. I was in my usual attire for these visits – brown leggings and jacket, knee length brown leather boots, and as I walked carefully across the farmyard I pulled the stocking mask down over my head, and put on my leather gloves, before I glanced into the kitchen – and seeing it was empty, I let myself in.

I could hear music in a front room, so I walked along and looked in to see Agnes sitting there. She was wearing a long maroon sweater, with a grey scarf wrapped round her neck, grey pants and knee length black leather boots, her long dark brown hair covering the back of her neck as she sat there.

It was when I closed the door that she looked up, and gasped – but the sight of the starting pistol in my hand as I said “Good morning Mrs McCormack – now, don’t scream or shout, and do not try to raise the alarm. This is a robbery – but we’re going to have to make sure you and your daughter cannot raise the alarm. So, you’re going to pretend this is a game.”

“A game?” She had a soft West of Scotland accent, and then she looked at me and said “you’re one of the Games Players, aren’t you?”

“I am,” I said as I sat down, and put my rucksack on the floor, “so do as I say, and when I ask you in a moment to call Megan down, tell her this is a game you’ve arranged of robbers. That way, if you can keep telling her it’s a game, she won’t be so scared. Understand?”

Agnes slowly nodded as I opened my rucksack, and took out a length of white cord. “Good – now slowly, put your hands behind your back while I secure your wrists, and then we’ll get Megan in here?”

“You promise you won’t hurt us,” Agnes said quietly as she turned and I walked behind her, crossing her wrists and securing them tightly together with the cord.

“Not if you both do as I say, all right?” As I spoke, I pulled the rope between her wrists and made sure the binding was tight, before I opened the door and said “now, call for your daughter?”

“Megan,” she called out, “can you come in the front room please?”

“Coming Mummy,” I heard her reply, and as I stood to the side her daughter came in. Megan had shorter brown hair, but she was also wearing a long sleeved maroon jumper, as well as faded blue jeans with the legs tucked into a pair of mid-calf light brown biker boots. She also had a scarf wrapped round her neck – in her case, a white one with a black pattern on it. She took one look at her mother, and said “Mummy, what’s going on?”

“We’re going to play a game of robbers,” Agnes said as Megan turned and looked at me. “This lady is an actress, and she’s going to pretend to rob us. Now, that means we’re going to be tied up, and I think she’s going to make sure we stay quiet as well, but it is a game, and she won’t hurt us.”

Megan nodded as she said “so what are you going to do to me, robber lady?”

“What I did to your mother,” I said as I held up a length of white cord, “turn round and put your hands behind your back, and then I’ll tell you how the game is going to go.” I watched as she nodded and then turned, and a few minutes later I had her wrists secured together behind her back as well.

“Now – I’m going to make sure neither of you can use your arms, and then Megan I’m going to tie your legs together. Then you can stay down here while your mummy and I take a walk round – but then she’ll come back and join you, and you can stay together before you try to escape.”

“Mummy said you might make sure we stay quiet,” Megan whispered as she tried to move her wrists, “how are you going to do that?”

“There’s time for that later,” Agnes whispered, but I smiled and said “I’ll show you in a minute if you want, but first, I need to make sure you really cannot move your arms.” As her mother watched, I took a longer length of rope, and then tied Megan’s arms tightly to her sides, making two bands on her body as she wriggled round.

“It doesn’t hurt Mummy,” she said quietly as I used two shorter lengths to tighten the bands between her arms and body, and then I removed her scarf before I rolled it into a band.

“Now, let’s keep you quiet Megan – open your mouth as wide as you can please.”

“We’ll talk later,” Agnes said as I pulled the rolled up scarf between Megan’s lips, and then tied it round her head, the ends falling down her back.

“Now, you sit next to your mummy while I take care of her,” I said, Megan nodding as she sat down and I started to bind Agnes more tightly the ropes framing her chest as I tied them round her. As she watched, I then knelt down and tied Megan’s ankles tightly together, making sure the rope went around and between her boots, and then secured her legs together below her knees.

“Now,” I said quietly, “let’s make sure your mummy…”

“What are you doing to Aunt Aggie and Megan?”

I stood up and looked at the six year old girl who was in the doorway. She was wearing a white woollen hat over her blonde hair, a long black coat under which I could see the hem of a white cardigan, purple tights and short grey-black boots like Megan’s. In her arms was a stuffed brown toy pony.

“Shhllrhhtwhrrplhnnaghm,” Megan mumbled as she tried to speak, before an older woman came in behind the girl. She also had a long black coat on, the hem of a grey skirt underneath and a black scarf round her neck, dark tights and knee length black leather boots – but she was staring at me through her glasses as Agnes said “Well, Laura, Kerry – we’re playing a game of robbers.”

“And I think Megan would love it if you both joined in,” I said quietly as I smiled at them under the stocking mask – and showed the older woman the butt of my starting pistol in my jacket pocket. She slowly nodded as she said “well, I think we can play, can’t we Kerry?”

“Can Horsie play too,” Kerry said as she looked at me.

“Of course Horsie can play,” I said with a smile, “please, both of you take your coats off, and then your mummy can sit in the armchair, with her hands on her head, while I take care of you and Horsie.”

It was the smile of the little girl that gave the game away, as she took her coat off to reveal a blue dress under the white cardigan, her mother revealing a grey V-necked sweater as she sat down. “So this is a game,” she said as she looked at Agnes.

“It is – so we’ll all play along. She,” she said as she looked at me, “is going to take me round the house, pretend to steal things, and I think you and Kerry are going to be as quiet as Megan, Laura.”

“You look funny,” Kerry said as she looked at the older girl, then watched as I used two lengths of cord to tie the front and back legs of the horse together. “Now – I’m going to make sure you hug Horsie all the time you are playing,” I said with a smile, “so put your arms round him now.”

“Like this,” Megan said as she hugged her horse, and I nodded as I used some cord to tie her wrists together in front of her, then another length round her arms, body and Horsie so they were held together. I then sat her across her mother’s lap, and she watched as I tied her ankles together, then her legs below her knees, and finally her wrists to her legs.

“Look at me mummy,” she said with a smile as she wriggled round, Laura nodding as I said “now Mummy is going to give you a very big, very long hug just like you are giving Horsie.” I nodded as Laura wrapped her arms round her daughter, and I tied her wrists together in front of her as well. I then secured her ankles and legs, tied her wrists down to her legs, and as Kerry rested her head on her mother’s chest I tied rope round her upper arms as well.

“So how are you going to keep us quiet,” Kerry said as she looked at me.

“Well, I think I need to do something different for you and your mummy,” I said as I stood up, “but let me put the television on first so that you can watch something.” Once I found a channel, I took a roll of brown sticking plaster from my bag, and pressed a long, wide strip over both their mouths, before I took Agnes by the arm and helped her to stand up. Once she had done that, I helped Megan to lie on her side so that she could watch the television as well, before we left the room.

“Thank you – for not scaring either of them,” Agnes said quietly as we walked up the stairs.

“They will be able to cope better later,” I said as we walked into the master bedroom. “Now, where shall we start…?”


“Whlchhmbhk,” Laura mumbled under the brown fabric as we came back in. Agnes nodded – the scarf which was now pulled between her lips making it as difficult for her to talk as it was for Megan – as I helped her to lie on the floor, and then tied her ankles and legs together, before I pulled her ankles back and tied them to her chest ropes. I then switched the television to a player, and as Sunshine on Leith started, I left them to some quality family time…

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We learned a new game last Saturday, and I want to tell you all about it – and the nice man who taught us how to play it!

We had been to a matinee at the cinema – me, my seven year old sister Maggie and my five year old brother Steve, and Mummy. We often do that on a Saturday when Daddy has to be away on a tour – he writes books, and he’s often away at weekends. I was wearing my favourite grey cardia over a white t-shirt, a pink skirt, white tights and brown slipper shoes, while Maggie had on a purple top, grey jeans and sneakers.

Mummy had a black cardigan on over a red top, leggings and her black leather boots that came up to her knee, and Steve was wearing a white short sleeved shirt, trousers and brown shoes. Anyway – we’d stopped at McDonald’s to pick up lunch, and when we got home we were talking excitedly about what had happened in the film. Mummy told us to take our lunches into the front room, while she went to the kitchen to get a sandwich for herself.

And I guess that is where the fun began – because when Mummy came in with her sandwich and a drink, she was not alone. There was a man with her, wearing a black leather jacket and jeans – and he had something over his head that covered it, and made him look very strange.

Mummy sat down and told us this was a man that she and Daddy had hired to play a very special game with us – a game she called Robbers, and that as part of the game, we were all going to end up as wriggly worms on the floor. Before that, however, we were going to eat our lunch, as she looked at him and took a bite from her sandwich.

The man smiled as he turned the television on, and told us we should enjoy our happy meals as he closed the curtains over the big windows. He spoke in a nice way, and although he did look funny, Mummy was smiling, so we knew it was going to be all right.

I had chicken nuggets, Steve a hamburger and Maggie fish fingers, and we all had milk and fruit bags. We also all had toys, but the nice man said we could play with them after the game.

So I asked how we play the game, and he said he was pretending to be a robber. So he had to make sure that all three of us stayed in the room while he and Mummy went for a walk round the house – and then he asked if we had seen any films with robbers in them. I had, and he asked if they had made sure the people stayed in the room.

I nodded, and said they stopped them using their hands and feet – and then he took out of a rucksack a length of white rope, and told me he was going to do the same, so I had to look at Maggie and Steve, and put my hands behind my back. I looked at Mummy, who nodded as she said we would all be the same later, so I did as the nice man asked. I felt him put my wrists together, and then I felt the rope as they were tied together.

I thought it might hurt, but it didn’t really – the man told me to treat it as a game, and when he had finished I really could not move my wrists apart. He then took another rope, and tied it round my arms and tummy so that my arms could not move much either, before he told me to sit on the couch, and asked Maggie to stand where I had been.

As he tied Maggie’s arms, Steve whispered to me to ask if it hurt, and I shook my head as I showed him my arms. He nodded as Maggie managed to sit next to me, and Mummy asked if we were enjoying the game as the man tied Steve’s arms like ours.

He sat on the other side of me, as the masked man looked at Mummy, and then he said he was going to make sure our legs were as secured as our arms. He started with me, taking more rope out of his bag and wrapping it around my ankles, pulling them together as he made sure they were really tied together. He even tied the rope between my legs as well, and then he tied my legs together below my knees.

I twisted them round, and then watched as he did the same to Maggie and Steve, so that we all were sat on the settee, our feet hanging off the seat with our ankles tied together. Mummy came over and kissed us all on the forehead, as the man said we could watch television quietly if we all promised not to try and call for help.

Well, we all nodded at that, as Mummy went with the man and I saw them walking up the stairs. Steve nudged me and said this was a fun game – and I had to admit, he was right about that, as we all watched the cartoons on the television.

When they came back in, Mummy had her arms behind her back as well, and /I guessed the nice man had tied her wrists like ours. Her arms were also tied to her sides, but he had used two bands of rope for her, above and below her chest. She then sat in the chair as we all watched him tying her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees, as she smiled and told us we were all going to have a drink of water.

As the man went out of the room, she said for the next part of the game, we were all going to have something in and something over our mouths to stop us from making any noise, and then we would be left to play a game of wriggly worms. We all got a bot excited at that, especially as Mummy was going to play with us.

When the man came back, he let us all drink some water out of a glass, through a straw, and then he told us to watch how he was going to make sure Mummy stayed quiet. We watched as he squeezed a sponge ball in his hand, and then put it into Mummy’s mouth. I giggled as I watched her cheeks puff out after she closed her lips, while he tore a long strip of white tape from a roll, and then pressed it down over her mouth. When he stepped back, Mummy tried to talk, but we didn’t understand her, as we could only see her lips moving under the tape.

He then asked which of us was going to go first, and I nodded. When he pushed the sponge ball into my mouth, it tasted funny, and it pushed my tongue down as it filled my mouth. The tape was nice though – it certainly stuck to the skin round my mouth, but it didn’t seem to pull on it, and I really wasn’t able to say much. He said to relax, and we’d all be all right, as he made sure Maggie was quiet, and then Steve, as Mummy twisted round in the chair.

He then helped Mummy to lie on her stomach on the floor, a cushion under her head, as he pulled her ankles back and tied them to the ropes round her chest. We were all then told to stand up and jump over, as he put three more cushions on the floor next to Mummy. It was great fun to jump over, and then we lay down as he tied our ankles to the rope round our arms, all of us looking at each other.

He stood back, and said we were now wriggly worms, and we could try to move round if we wanted. We all started to do that, and had great fun – so much fun, we didn’t notice he had gone until Mummy motioned to us to come closer to her, and she started to try and untie us…

We were still there when Gran came and found us, but it was a good game to play…

[KP Presents]

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I need to clear up one possible misconception about the visits I make – not all of them involve families with daughters. It may seem that way with the stories, but it’s not the case – case in point…

Janna and I had been researching the Boyle family for some time. No – no relation to Danny Boyle, this Boyle was David Boyle, and he ran a reasonably successful manufacturing company in the West Midlands. His wife, Sheila, worked from home as a tax consultant – for a very good reason, which I will explain in a minute, and they had two sons, twelve year old Ben and ten year old Colin. As I was sat outside their house on the outskirts of the town in question, I was perusing an article that had appeared about them in the local paper, visiting their home as they showed some of their possessions – and the jewellery I knew they possessed was of some interest to me.

This was a Saturday afternoon, and I knew Mister Boyle was at the factory – so my intention was to make sure that Ben and Colin played a nice game with their mother, and then do what I had come to do. And the key to this was going to be getting Sheila Boyle to cooperate first.

Their home was a large bungalow, but it was off a busy street, and had a gated entrance, so I drove round and parked a few streets away, and then put my rucksack on my back as I walked back towards the rear of the house, looked round, and climbed over the back wall into their spacious garden.

There was no one outside – a fact I was grateful for, as I carefully made my way over to the back door and let myself in, stopping only to pull the stocking mask down over my face and put my gloves on. The house wasn’t quiet, but the noise was muted, as I made my way down the corridor.

Peeking into the front room, I could see Ben and Colin reading books. Ben had his hair cut short on one side, and was wearing a short sleeved checked shirt, grey combat pants and grey socks. As for Colin, he had a grey sleeveless pullover on top of a white shirt, grey pants and light grey socks.

Smiling to myself, I left them to their books for the moment, and made my way to the office I knew was towards the front of the house. As I looked in, I could see Sheila working on a laptop by the table, sitting in her wheelchair. You see, Sheila Boyle had been crippled in an accident some five years before. She had long brown hair with a copper red colouring, a black t-shirt with a diamante patter, a short grey skirt, dark tights and a pair of baggy black boots that came to just below her knee.

I let myself in, but it was the noise of me closing the door that made her look round, “oh my god…” escaping from her lips as she looked at me.

“Please,” I said quietly, “no screaming for help, Mrs Boyle. I think the last thing you want is for your sons to be upset, would I be right?” I looked at her as she continued to stare at me, and then slowly nodded as she said “who are you?”

“Me? Well, I’m the man who is going to rob you,” I said quietly as I looked at her, “and who is going to make sure nobody in the house can raise the alarm. That means I need to secure and silence you, and your sons, but I think we can do it in a way that will not be scary. Can I count on your help with doing that?”

She continued to look at me, and then said “you’re one of the Games Players, aren’t you?” As I nodded, she relaxed a little and said “well, I cannot stop you, but I refuse to lie to my sons, so I want to tell them the truth when the time comes. I assure you, there will be no problems.”

I nodded – I could sense she was telling the truth, and said “fair enough then, but the time has come to begin to secure you. I know you are in the wheelchair, but I need to do to you as I would do to anyone else. I trust you understand?”

“Honestly, I think I would be offended if you did not. So, what are you going to do?”

Taking my rucksack off my back, I opened it and took out a length of rope, saying “I want you to lean slightly forward, and put your hands behind your back.” The wheelchair she was using had a low back support, so it was easy enough for me to cross and bind her wrists tightly together, then use the longer length of rope to bind her arms to her sides, making sure I kept the bands neat above and below her chest.

I then cinched the bands between her arms and body as she looked down, and said “I hope Ben doesn’t get any ideas?”

“I am sure you will find, when he is the same – and he will be – he has a different view on the matter,” I said as I knelt in front of her, moved her legs so that her ankles were together, and then tied them tightly together, making sure I took the rope between her legs as well. Another band held her legs together below her knees, as I stood up after securing the knot and said “Shall we start in here? The combination to the safe, please.”

She was more than happy to oblige as she twisted round, watching as I opened the safe and made sure any money and jewels inside were safely stowed into my rucksack, before I said “we shall visit your room later – but I think it is time we told your sons what is happening.” Opening the door, I pushed Sheila out of the office as she sat bound in her chair, and took her along to the front room.

As I opened the door, Ban looked over, and then stood up as I pushed her mother into the room, Colin staring at me as I said “hello boys – I want you to listen to your mother, all right?”

“Thank you,” Sheila said as she looked at me. “Boys, this man is robbing us – but I don’t want wither of you to panic. Come and have a look at me.” I watched as they both walked over and looked at their mother, before she said “he’s going to do the same to you, and also he’s going to make sure we cannot do much to raise the alarm – but once he has gone, we can make it a game to see which of you gets free first, and then can free me. I know it may seem a bit scary, but it will be fun, all right?”

“Has he hurt you Mum,” Ben said, and as she shook her head he looked at me, and said “so what are you going to do to us, Mister Robber?”

“Well, first, I need to make sure your wrists and arms cannot be moved easily, just as I have down with your mother – so, both of you, stand in front of her, and put your hands behind your backs.”

“Do as he says, boys,” Sheila said with a smile, as I took two lengths of cord out, and crossed Ben’s wrists behind his back before I tied them tightly together. He nodded as I tied the rope off, and said “it’s all right Colin – it doesn’t hurt.” The ten year old nodded as I tied his wrists as well, and then made sure each of them had their arms secured by wrapping the rope around their upper bodies in two bands, then cinching the bands in the same way as their mother.

“It feels funny,” Colin said as he twisted his body round, Sheila laughing as she said “yes, it does – now, what are you going to do next?”

“Well, I need to look in your parent’s room for things to take, so we’ll all go there,” I said, “but first, I want to make sure you two stay nice and quiet. So, I want you both to let me put a sponge in your mouths, and some tape over your lips. It won’t hurt, and so long as you breathe in and out through your nose you’ll be fine.” Reaching into the bag, I took out two yellow sponge balls and compressed them in my gloved hands, Sheila nodding as she said “don’t worry boys – we’ll all be the same.”

As I pushed the sponge into Ben’s mouth, he nodded as he said “fhsllhsfhnnee” then laughed as I did the same to his brother. Wide strips of my white medical tape then went over their jaws and lips, so that the shape of their mouths could be seen underneath, before I said “right then - let’s go to the main bedroom, and we’ll see what happens there.”

The boys walked in front of their mother, and I pushed her along, before we walked into the large bedroom. It had a king size bed, and I smiled as I said “good – boys, I want you both to lie on the sides of the bed, facing each other.”

Sheila watched as they did that, and then I took more ropes, securing their ankles together as well as their legs below their knees, and then tying their ankles to the foot of the bed with two more lengths of rope. As they watched, I then said to their mother “it will be less mess if you tell me where to look. First, however, let’s put the television on.”

I turned on the television set that was on the far wall from the bed, as Sheila told me where to find her jewellery boxes, the boys looking at us and then at the music channel that was playing. I soon had her valuables in my bag, as I compressed another sponge ball and gently eased it behind her teeth and into her mouth.

“Whlhrrwhhrr,” she said through the tape covering as I lifted her gently out of the wheelchair, and laid her down between the two boys, Ben and Colin nodding as I said “count to one hundred, and then you can try to start and get free. Good luck.”

“Fhnksmhsthrrhhbrr,” Colin said as I took my rucksack, and left them to their fun…