After School Tales (MF/mfMF)

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1973

I remember the day the bad Santa came to our house. I was eleven years old, and my brother Tommy was nine. Pops worked nights a lot, so we were at home with our Mom. It was a few days before Christmas, and I was wearing a pink pinafore dress with a long sleeved purple top, purple tights and brown shoes. Tommy was wearing a red jumper, jeans and black shoes. Mom was very nicely dressed, with a red sleeveless cardigan over a white jumper and pleated mini skirt, and white leather boots that came up to her knees.

It was dark outside, and we were finishing off putting the Christmas tree on the table, when there was a knock on the door. Mom went to see who it was, and when she came back in she wasn’t alone – Santa was with her.

Now obviously, it wasn’t the real Santa, but for a ten year old and a nine year old, it was a wonderful surprise. He had a red coat on with white fur trim, red trousers tucked into black boots, black gloves and a wide black belt round his waist, and he head a sack in his hand as well as a big white beard. I remember I asked him why he was visiting us early, and he said he was there for a very special reason – but before he did what he was here for, he had to make sure we all stayed in the same room.

And that was when I saw Mom was scared – and I suddenly realised she had her hands behind her back. Santa laughed, and told us both we had to turn round, and do as he said, so that we could all play a special game together. Well, Tommy nodded as he turned round, and put his hands behind his back, so I did so as well, wondering what he was going to do – and then I felt a soft piece of cloth on my wrists, as they were tied together.

I wondered what he was doing, and then I looked over as he put Tommy’s wrists behind her back, and then used a length of red ribbon to tie his wrists together as well. Mom walked in front of us and nodded as I looked at her, and I realised then what was keeping her hands behind her back as well.

When Tommy looked at me, he was surprised, but wasn’t scared, as Santa told us both to sit on the floor, and put our feet down on the floor. As we did this, he told Mom to sit in a chair for a few minutes, and then knelt in front of us, smiling as he took two more lengths of red ribbon, and tied our ankles together as we watched.

The ribbon was soft, but he tied it tightly, around our ankles as well as between them, so that we could not move them apart. He then tied our legs together as well, above and below our knees, as Mom told us we were going to have great fun playing this game. I nodded, and so did Tommy, as Santa then said as part of the game, he needed to make sure we stayed quiet. So he held a folded white hankie in his hand, and told Tommy to open his mouth.

When my brother did so, he pushed the cloth in, and then took a ribbon and pulled it between his lips, tying it round his head as he looked at me and Mom. He then put a cloth in my mouth, and tied a ribbon between my lips as well, before he turned the television on. There was a film on, so Tommy and I sat back to watch it as he helped Mom to stand up, and said he was going to take her to show her where some special presents would be left.

About a half hour later, Santa came back with Mom, and we both looked up to see she had a red ribbon tied between her lips as well. She smiled at us as she sat on the couch, and Santa tied her ankles and legs in the same way as ours, before she lay on her side and started to watch the television with us.

I could feel the cloth getting very wet in my mouth, but the ribbon meant I could not push it out – so we had to stay there, until Pops got home…

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1974

Mum had done what a lot of parents did with kids at that time during the long summer holidays – left us with Gran while she went to work at the local Templeton’s Supermarket. I was nine at the time, while my brother and sister – the Terrible Twins – were seven.

Gran was a wonderful person to spend time with – and on that day, she was wearing a sleeveless cream top and grey-blue pants. The twins – well, Tommy was wearing a red t-shirt and grey pants, and Tammy a yellow top, grey Capri pants and white socks, both of them also wearing sandshoes.

As for me – well, I had dressed up a little, and I was wearing a party dress, dark green with a red panel on the front, and short puffed sleeves, and I was also wearing a pair of black boots I had got for my birthday over the mustard coloured tights I had on.

So there we were at Grans – and it was getting close to lunchtime, so Gran asked me if I could go to the grocers and get some bread and meat. Well, I was more than willing to do so, so she gave me two pound notes and I went onto the street. As I walked off, I saw a grey van pull up and park outside Gran’s house, but I figured they were going to see one of the neighbours as I walked down the road.


It took me about fifteen minute to walk to the shops, ten minutes to get the shopping, and fifteen minutes to walk back – only to see the grey van was still parked outside Gran’s house. That didn’t really bother me, as I walked into the house, and took the shopping into the kitchen, calling out to Gran that I was back.

That was when I noticed how quiet it was, as I walked into the front room – and almost screamed when I saw Tommy and Tammy sitting back to back on the floor. They both had their hands behind their backs, but I could see that they both had their ankles tied together with brown rope, and there was rope holding them together around their upper bodies and arms.

They also had a band of cloth tied round their heads, but when Tommy turned and looked at me I saw it went between their lips, and there seemed to be some sort of knot behind them. He looked at me, and shouted one word.

“RHHNNNNN!”

Which I turned to do – only to run into a flabby stomach, before I was grabbed by the arms and looked up to see a man standing there, with stubble on his chin, wearing a denim shirt and jeans.

“Wondered who the other coat belonged to,” he said as he looked at me, and I opened my mouth to scream – only he spun me round, clamped one of his hands over my mouth, and then picked me up in his arm and carried me up the stairs. I was kicking like crazy, but he was just too strong – and then he carried me into Gran’s bedroom, and I saw her lying on the bed. She also had her hands behind her back, and had her ankles and legs tied together with a strip of cloth between her lips – but it seem dot be holding something in her mouth.

“Hmghhdd,” she said as the man threw me on the bed, and made me lie on my stomach as he took my hands behind my back. I could only turn my head and look at her as I felt the rough rope on my bare wrists while the man pulled it tight and bound them together so that I could not move my hands apart.

He was quick, but he knew what he was doing, especially when he grabbed my ankles and started to tie them together as well. I looked at Gran, as I saw how the strip between her lips was starting to turn grey at the corners of her mouth, and tried to twist my legs, but it was no use – all it did was made my boots squeak as they rubbed together.

He then tied my legs together like Gran’s, below my knees, his rough hands forcing the rope around and between them, and then he told me to open my mouth. As I did so, he pushed the knot in the centre of what I now saw was a strip torn from a pillow case, and tied the band tightly round my head, so that I wasn’t really able to talk, just like the others.

As I lay on my side, I could see the contents of all the drawers in Gran’s room were scattered over the floor, Gran trying to talk to me as she moved her head from side to side. I was too scared to do anything, and could only hope the twins weren’t as scared as me as the man left the room.

We both heard him walk down the stairs, and then out of the house, waiting a while before Gran mumbled something about “Rhllhffrr.” It took me a few moments to get what she was saying, but I rolled over, watching over my shoulder as she shuffled down and put the strip round my head near my fingers. I got what she was doing now, as I eased my fingers under the strip and slowly, slowly tried to ease it out of her mouth.

It took a little while, but eventually I heard her gasp and as I looked round I saw the wet strip on her chest, as she pushed a pair of her underpants out of her mouth with her tongue. “Well done,” she said to me, and then she rolled down and started to tease at the knot on the rope holding my wrists together.

That seemed to take a while as well, but eventually I got my hands free, and we both rolled over as I untied Gran’s wrists, then took the strip out of my own mouth. We soon got ourselves free, and ran downstairs, Gran to free the twins while I ran next door to raise the alarm.

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Very nice updates KP, thanks!

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1973

I remember that train trip very well – I was ten years old, and Mom was taking me from New York to see my grandmother in Florida, and Dad had arranged for us both to take the train down. IT was a really exciting thing for me to do, and I had counted down the days until Dad took us both to Grand Central Station to catch the train.

I was taking Teddy with me, and I was wearing a black sleeveless pinafore over a floral print dress, with arms that were slightly short and gathered at the elbow. I also had on long red socks and black shoes, and my brown hair was held back by a hair slide.

Mom was wearing a fawn coloured woollen jumper, and a long blue skirt, with brown shoes. She had a bag with her that had our overnight clothes in it, while Dad had our cases put in the luggage car.

He stood and waved us off as the train set off, Mom and me waving from the window as we left the station, and then we found the cabin Dad had booked for us. It had two bunk beds, and Mom left our bag on the top bunk while we went to the observation car. I remember watching the country zip past as I let Teddy see all that he could see, before we went and had something to eat in the restaurant car and then we went back to our cabin to get ready for bed.

And that was when things got very strange – there was a young woman in the cabin, wearing a checked blouse which had the ends tied together under her chest, and jeans which were tucked into black biker boots. Mom asked her what she was doing in our cabin – and then we both saw the gun in her hand as she ordered us to come in, and Mom to close the door behind us.

I held Teddy very tightly as the woman looked at us, and told me to sit down on the lower bunk. As I did so, I saw the canvas bag next to me, and then I gasped as she opened it up and took out a roll of twine, then she told Mom to lie down on the upper bunk, and to put her hands together in prayer.

I had to watch as she stood beside the bunks and did something to Mom, telling her not to move and she would be all right, and then I saw the penknife as she cut something – the twine, I figured later – and took a roll of brown sticking plaster from the bag.

She then knelt down and looked at me, and told me to put Teddy’s hands together in front of him. I watched as she wound the twine round his hands, tying them together, and then played it out and tied his ankles together as well.

“It’s your turn now,” she said quietly, “lie down on the bed, and put your hands together as you do at Sunday School.”

“who are you, and why are you doing this to me and Mom and Teddy,” I asked, trying not to cry as she began to tie my wrists together as well.

“I just need to lay low for a while – and I’m sorry you had to do this, but you’ll be just fine,” she said, smiling as she then put my bound wrists down on my lap and then wound the twine round my legs before she tied my ankles together.

“Bhbhrfff” I heard Mom say as she tied the twine off, and then cut it with her knife, before she took the roll of sticking plaster from her pocket and tore a strip off. “Sorry kid,” she said as she stuck it over Teddy’s mouth, “but I need to make sure you all stay quiet. Put your lips together.”

I watched as she tore another strip off, and then stuck it over my lips, meaning I could not say anything either as she put Teddy next to me, and then sat in a chair, watching me before she turned the lights off, and I felt the train rocking as we moved down the track, my eyes slowly closing…


“Good morning, Ma’am – we will be… Oh my goodness!”

I opened my eyes to see the train guard looking at me, as I said “Hlppmhhndmhmm.” He went and found another guard, as he used some scissors to cut me free, and then I heard Mom say “are you all right?”

“Yes,” I said as the plaster was taken off my lips, “where did the woman go?”

“I think she left during the night – please, let us get up.” When we checked, she hadn’t taken anything that belonged to us – just kept us tied all tied up and gagged for the night. But we had a tale to tell Grandma when we arrived…

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1978

Mum and Dad had gone to a works do, leaving me in charge at the tender age of fourteen. I was wearing an orange mini dress, with no sleeves, and a pair of black slippers with a pompom on the front, as well as some black socks with a white stripe on the top.

I had long black hair then, as did my eleven year old sister Kerry – she also had an orange dress on, designed as if it was a jacket and skirt, with a white t-shirt underneath, long white socks and a pair of dark red leather short boots.

And then there was the pest – my twelve year old brother Tim, lying on his stomach on the floor whole I was sitting next to him, and Kerry in the chair behind us. He had on a grey sleeveless pullover and an orange checked shirt, blue pants, pinkie-grey socks and grey slippers.

Funny how those details stick in the mind… anyway, I had cooked us all some Findus crispy pancakes and chips for tea, and we were sitting down watching Carry On Spying on BBC One, before I had to get Kerry to bed.

Well, that didn’t happen as planned – because just as the film was coming to an end, the door to the room opened and two men came in, wearing denim jackets and jeans, and with black masks covering their eyes, one of them holding a canvas bag and the other a cricket bat in his gloved hands. We all looked at them, before the one with the bat said “nobody moves, or I hit them with this. You two – sit up, hands on your heads and legs crossed,” he said as he looked at me and Tim, as Kerry pushed herself back in the chair.

“You,” the man then said as he looked at her, “sit up, feet on the seat, knees bent, hands on your knees.”

“What are you going to do,” she said quietly as she did what he ordered her to do, the second man putting the bag down as Tim and I sat next to each other. I looked over my shoulder as he took a long coil of rope out, made a lasso, and then put it over Kerry’s head and body before he pulled it tight, forcing her arms into her sides. He wound it round several times, and told her to put her hands together and lift them up.

Tim and I were now both watching as he wound the rope round her wrists, holding them together before he put them down on her legs and then tied the rope round her arms and legs, and then tied her ankles together as she looked at us.

“Be brave,” I said quietly as he then took a red scarf from the bag and rolled it into a band, before he pulled the band between Kerry’s lips and tied it round her head, leaving her unable to do anything except mumble before both men looked at us.

“You next,” the man with the bat said as he looked at Tim, “hands behind your back.”

“Why are you doing this,” I said as I watched the second man put another lasso of rope over Tim’s body, and pull it tight before he made sure his arms were fixed to his sides, then knelt behind Tim as he tied his wrists together.

“We’re going to look through your mum and dad’s things, any objections,” the first man said in a quiet, menacing voice as I heard Tim grunt, and then he was made to lie on his stomach, the man tying him up making him bend his legs back and cross his ankles before he used the rest of the rope to tie them together, so that the rope went from his wrists to his ankles.

He then tool a black scarf from his bag, and used it to gag Tim, before he took another length of rope out, and made a third lasso. I knew it was my turn then – and a few minutes later, I was also on my stomach, looking at Tim as a rolled up brown scarf was pulled into my mouth, forcing the corners of it back as the band was tied round my head.

“I’ll stay here – look round the place,” the man with the bat said as the other man went off, and I heard Kerry quietly starting to cry in the chair. I turned my head and looked at her, mumbling “dhnchrreeeehlbhfhn” as I looked at her, the corners of her mouth turning that scarf darker as it soaked up the saliva in her mouth.

I knew that was happening, because it was happening to me as well – but he had the cricket bat, and I didn’t want my brother or sister to be hurt by him. So we stayed still, until his ‘friend’ came back down, and they both left us on the floor as the film finished, and another program came on. The rope was rough, and it hurt as it rubbed on my bare arms and my ankles, so I had to stay still.

And that was where Mum and Dad found us when they got back – Kerry had fallen asleep, but Tim and I called out when we saw them both. The men had made a real mess upstairs, and Dad was angry as hell – but he was also glad we were unhurt…

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1975

When I was a little girl, my mother was the housekeeper for a famous actress, and we lived in her house in Wimbledon. She had a daughter the same age as me, called Tuppence, and we were great friends, but they tended to be away for weeks at a time. There was one time when they came back from a trip, however…

It was about ten on a Saturday morning, and because I had no school I was dressed in fairly casual clothes – a blue knitted jumper and skirt, with a white elephant badge on the front of the jumper, black tights and flat black shoes. Mother was wearing a green woollen jumper and pleated skirt, with a bet round her waist, and long black leather boots. She also had a green and white scarf wrapped loosely round her neck.

Anyway, I remember I was reading a book in the kitchen while Mother was preparing something for when Tuppence and her mother came home, when there was a knock on the front door. I didn’t pay much attention as she went to see who it was – but I certainly paid attention when she came back in with two men. They were smartly dressed, in suit with white shirts and black ties – but they also had black stockings pulled down over their heads, flattening their short dark hair, and one of them had a gun pointed at my mother’s waist.

“Is this your daughter,” the other man said, and as Mother slowly nodded he looked at me. “What’s your name, kid?”

“Suzie,” I replied quietly.

“Well Suzie, I want you to be a very brave girl, lean forward and out your arms between the slats in the chair back. We need to make sure you and your mummy stay in here for a little while, all right?”

“Just do as they say,” Mother said quietly, so I put my pencil down and did as e had told me to do, while I saw him take out of his pocket a length of thin white cord. He then walked behind me and knelt down. I felt his hands on my wrists, and then the cord as he used it to tie my wrists tightly together, and then to the chair back.

“Please, take a seat,” the other man said to Mother as he pulled another chair out, and I watched as he also took some white cord from his jacket. He then knelt behind Mother, as the man who had tied my wrists knelt beside me and said “cross your ankles Suzie.”

I watched as he wrapped the rope around my ankles and tied them together, while the other man did the same to Mother’s ankles, so that as she tried to move her legs there was a squeaking sound. She looked at me as I swung my legs up and down, while the man removed her scarf and rolled it into a band.

“Open your mouth,” he said, and as I watched he pulled her scarf between her lips, tying the band round her head as she closed her lips over it. He then nodded to the man with me, as he said “do you promise to be quiet for a few minutes?” I nodded, and he left the room, returning a few minute later with one of Mother’s headscarves – a blue one with a gold lattice on it. He rolled that into a band, and then as I opened my mouth he pulled it between my lips. I could taste and smell mother’s perfume as he tied it round my head, and I closed my lips over it, the band pressing my tongue down.

“Whahrruhghinnthdinh,” Mother said as she looked at them.

“Wait a short while – for your employer to return…”

It seemed like an eternity sitting there, Mother and me twisting round from time to time to try and see fi we could get free, but it was no use. Eventually, however, we heard the front door open, and Tuppence’s mother saying “Thank you – Mrs Baker, where are you?”

“I’ll look in the kitchen,” I heard Tuppence say as we looked at each other, and then she ran into the room, her long black hair falling over the shoulders of her black blouse. She was also wearing grey pants, the legs tucked into a pair of black suede boots that were laced up the front, the legs of her pants pulled up over the top of her boots.

“Hey Suzie – wait until you hear…” She was stopped short as one of the men held her, his hand over her mouth as we watched the door. As sure as night follows day, a few minutes later her mother came in, stopping short as she looked at all three of us.

“Good afternoon,” the man who was not holding Tuppence said as she looked at him, and removed her hat. Her fur lined coat was over a black pinafore dress, a patterned blouse under that and a matching scarf round her neck. The skirt was split at the front, and we could all see the knee length boots she was wearing with a diamond pattern on them. “Please, slowly, take your coat off and lay it on the table with your hat. My friend is going to make sure your daughter stays down here with your housekeeper and her daughter while we go for a little walk round the house.

“Hruuhllrht,” Tuppence mumbled as she looked at me, and I nodded before she was walked over to the third chair at the table, the man saying “sit down and put your arms through the back of the chair” as he did so. I nodded to encourage her, as he produced two more lengths of cord and used them to tie Tuppence’s wrists together behind the chair back, as well as her ankles as her feet hung from the seat.

As he did this, the other man took more cord from his pocket and tied Tuppence’s mother’s wrists together behind her back, and then untied the scarf from round her neck. The man who had tied both of us then pulled that between the lips of my friend, so that she was unable to call for help as well, while her mother was taken out of the room.

“Don’t make any noise,” the man said as he sat at the fourth seat at the table, Mother nodding as she looked at us. I could see the scarf tied between her lips was getting darker where it sat at the corner of her mouth, and I could feel the scarf in my mouth was soaking up the water in my mouth as well.

“Hhhwlhng,” Tuppence mumbled as she looked at me, shuffling in the seat. I looked at the clock on the wall, and was surprised to see it had only been an hour and a half.

“Thghtthhrhtfhrrh,” I mumbled as I tried to move my wrist, but the man had tied them very tightly to the chair back. I looked at Mother, who shook her head very slightly from side to side and then closed her eyes.

A little while later, the second man came in and said “let’s go,” both men leaving us as we heard the front door open and close.

“Whrssmhmhmmee,” Tuppence said as she looked at my mother. She shook her head, and then looked over her head, before she started to push her chair back across the floor. We both watched her, wondering what she was doing as she pushed herself across the kitchen floor – and then I saw that she was heading for the drawers.

The drawers that had a pair of scissors in the second one down.

The drawer which would be within reach of her tied hands…

It was like watching an old black and white silent movie, Tuppence and me encouraging Mother as she moved across, and then somehow managed to open the drawer and ease the scissors out. She opened the blades up, and looked at us, nodding as we watched her try and move her hands…

Eventually, we heard a grunt and then a clatter as the scissors fell to the floor, and Mother brought her hands round, rubbing her wrists and then pulling the scarf out of her mouth. ‘I could see how much darker the green was where it had been between her lips, as she reached own and untied her ankles, then picked up the scissors form the floor and came quickly over.

“You are both very brave girls,” she said as she cut our ankles and wrists free, and we got off the chairs. “Go and see if you can find your mother Tuppence, while I raise the alarm.”

“I’ll go with her,” I said as we checked the downstairs room, and then went upstairs. We found hr other in her parent’s room, lying on her bed, her ankles tied together as well and a strip of brown sticking plaster over her mouth, and empty jewellery boxes on the floor.

It was a very scary time, but apart from some bruises and a sore mouth, we were all unhurt…