Hell Coffee Morning (M/Ffm)

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“He turned down your application?”

“Worse than that Mum – he made it very clear he would never employ anyone without a home address,” he said as he sat across from her in the café. “So, he is going to be taught a lesson – or rather, his daughter is. A lesson he needs to learn.”

“You do know he is a friend of…”

“Well, that makes it just the sweeter r- I’ll call you when I’m done Mum, all right? And give Kerry my love as well…”


The conversation from the previous morning with his mother came to mind as he looked at the mother and daughter huddled together on the couch. The mother, Esther, was in her early thirties, while her daughter Ruth was ten years old. They both had long brown hair that fell over their shoulders but the frightened look in their eyes genuine as they twisted round next to each other.

Both of them were wearing blue jumpers, and jeans tucked into leather boots – for Esther, it was a blue sweatshirt and scuffed brown mid-calf boots, while her daughter was wearing a blue cardigan and knee high strapped boots – but they both had their hands behind their backs, and ropes around their ankles, as well as rolled up black scarves pulled between their lips, meaning they could only make muffled words when they tried to talk.

As Esther looked at her daughter, she thought back an hour to when she had opened the door – and then been pushed back in by the young man as he pointed a knife at her and said “My name is Hell, and I have come to rob you. Don’t make a sound, understand?”

He was casually dressed, but he had an eye mask on his face, m, latex gloves, and a very sharp knife, so Esther could only nod as he turned her and forced her at knifepoint into the front room. Ruth had looked up and screamed — and then he had hand gagged her as well as Esther calmed her down.

He had then used thin cords to bind their wrists and ankles, and the rolled-up scarves to gag them as she wondered what he was going to do next.

“As I said, I am Hell, and that is what you will face today if things go wrong,” he said quietly as he looked at them. “I just want your valuables, your money – and those of the people who are coming to visit you today. I know you have a coffee morning, know who comes, know what they are worth, and they will share with me as well…”

Ruth rubbed her head on her mother’s arm and looked up saying “Whthhhhphhnghmhma?”

“Bhbhrf,” Esther mumbled as there was a ring on the doorbell, the young man putting a finger to his lips as he walked out of the room.

“Hey – what the hell…”

“Not a word, lady – just come in and close the door and nobody gets hurt.”

“MHHMMHMHHHLPPPMMHHHHHH!”

“All right,” they both heard as the front door closed, “just don’t hurt her.”

“Then get your hands in the air and get into the front room – Esther and Ruth are waiting for you.”

Ruth groaned as her friend Nicole walked in, her hands in the air. She was wearing a red jacket with elbow length sleeves over a black top, and black leggings tucked into knee length black patent leather boots.

She was followed by Hell, who was carrying a six-year-old girl in one arm, his gloved hand on the other arm over her mouth. She had strawberry blonde hair like her mother, held back by a headband, and was wearing a black jumper and pants with short black Ugg boots – and a frightened expression in her eyes as she looked round.

“I told you not to struggle,” the man said quietly as he looked at the young girl, Nicole turning as she said “Angel, please, calm down. I know you’re scared, but if you do as he says, we’ll be both be all right.”

“Listen to your mother,” Hell said quietly, the girl slowly stopping her struggles and nodding as she said “llrhhthmhmmhheee.”

“I’m going to stand you on the floor- don’t shout or scream, understand?”

Angel nodded as she was placed on her feet, Nicole looking at Esther as she said, “you’re being robbed?”

“Hmmhfhrddhsh,” Ruth said quietly as she stared at Hell while he knelt behind her friend. Angel said “what is he doing Mummy” as she felt her hands being taken behind her back, and then the rope rubbing on her wrists as they were tied together.

“I think we’re going to be like Ruth and her mother,” Nicole said quietly as she knelt down and put her hands on her daughter’s arms. “I need you to be very brave for me, all right?”

“I’ll be brave Mummy,” Angle said quietly as the ropes were tied off, and then Hell walked behind Nicole.

“Whhchcnnbhthghffrrj,” Ruth said as Angel tried to bring her hands round but found she could not. She walked over and looked at her friend as she twisted her legs round, her boots squeaking as they rubbed together, and said “Can I make that sound as well mummy?”

“I don’t know – your boots are not the same, but you can find out,” Nicole said as she stood up, Hell taking her wrists behind her back and binding them together as well before the two of them were sat on the couch next to Ruth and Esther, watching as the masked man used more rope to tie their ankles together as well.

Angel tried to move her legs, but her boots did not squeak – they made a swishing sound as she watched the intruder roll up a black scarf and pull it between her mother’s lips.

“Your turn, little one,” he said quietly as Angel opened her mouth, feeling the cloth pull back on the corners of her mouth before the ends were tied together at the base of her neck.

“Hhhnthshsbhd” she mumbled as she looked at her mother, Nicole nodding as Esther mumbled as she said “Chffhhelhthhrrr – thehhfhrhs?”

“Hmmghhhdhdhd – hhewhwhlhnnhshrhhfhr?”

“Long enough,” Hell said quietly as he sat and watched them, “long enough…”



“Hello- where is everyone?”

Marianne Briggs listened to see if there was any reply as she came into the house, but she could hear nothing as she closed the door. She was a tall, blonde haired young woman, wearing a fawn cowl necked sweater and blue jeans, a pair of tan leather knee high boots over them and covering her feet.

“Can I go and find Ruth, Mum,” her six-year-old daughter Jolly asked. She had long blonde hair like her mother and was wearing a fawn-coloured coat with two large brown buttons, blue leggings with thin white stripes, and mid-calf brown leather boots.

“Of course you can – I’ll go and see if her mother is in the kitchen,” Marianne said as the young girl ran into the front room, and she made her way along to the kitchen. There was nobody inside, and the kettle was cold when she put her hand to it.

“Strange,” she said quietly, and then her eyes opened wide in shock as the latex gloved hand was clamped down over her mouth.

“Don’t make a sound,” a young male voice said as she felt the pin pressure on her back. “Your kid is already secured with the other s- do as I say, nobody gets hurt. Nod if you understand.”

“Whtthhlhhudhdhnhnnn?”

“Robbing this home – do you understand what I just said?”

Marianne slowly nodded as the man said “good – I am Hell, and you will do exactly what I say. Put your hands behind your back and don’t look round.”

“Where is Jolly,” the young woman said as she moved her hands behind her, and she felt the doors rubbing on her wrists.

“Your kid is fine, and so will you be,” the man said as she felt the rope band tightening round her wrists, and then the tug as the ends were secured together. She then saw the rolled up black band in front of her mouth and nodded as she allowed herself to be gagged.

“ehhtrr’s’shnnhhh?”

“I’m taking you to her,” the man said as she felt the gag being secured, and then was pushed back down the corridor.

“MMHMHMMMMM!”

“Hmmghd,” she said as she saw Jolly sitting on the floor, her hands behind her back and rope round her ankles, as well as black scarf pulled into her mouth. She also saw Esther and Nicole, and their daughters, as she was sat next to Jolyl and saw the masked man binding her ankles together with rope.


“What the hell…”

As he secured the ends, the masked man stood and turned to see the two new arrivals. The young boy was wearing a blue jumper and grey pants which were tucked into a pair of red wellington boots with a racing car motif, and his eyes were wide as he looked at the other young girls bound at the wrists and ankles, and with black scarves between their lips.

His mother was wearing a grey coat over a dark blue blouse, dark blue jeans ripped in a fashionable way, and tall red wellington boots. Her black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, as she stared around the room and said “shit, what have I walked into?”

“Not another word,” he said quietly, “For you have walked into Hell, and if you cause trouble, it will make it worse for everyone. Who are you?”

“No chance,” the woman said as Ruth smiled and said “hllhhnbhllhii – hwwhsthephrrk?”

“It was great Ruth but why are you all tied up?”

“Whrrbhhnrhbbhddd – whntnthbhlhkhss?”

“Is your name Billy?”

The young boy nodded as Hell said, “come here Billy, and turn round, you’re going to be just like all the others.”

“Esther?”

“Whrrbhnrhhbhdshnnhh,” Esther mumbled as the older woman saw how much darker the gags were at the corners of everybody’s mouth. She then watched as Billy walked over and turned round, feeling Hell’s gloved hands on his arms as they were taken behind his back, and then feeling the rope as his wrists were bound tightly together.

“What do you mean, we’ve walked into hell?”

He looked at the woman as she stared at Billy, seeing the black scarf between his lips as she was gagged and then made to sit down next to Jolly, before he stood up and said “I am Hell, and you are in my world now. “Do as I say, nobody gets hurt. What’s your name?”

“Shona – Billy, are you all right?”

The young boy nodded, but his cheeks were red as he felt Jolly nudging him and felt her rub her cheek on his side as they watched Hell securing his mother’s wrists behind her back, and then gagging her before she sat down next to her son. Both of them then watched as he bound their ankles with rope, the rubber squeaking as the cords rubbed on them.

As Hell stood up, he looked at each of his captives, and said “Right – stay there, stay calm, nobody gets hurt.” He turned the television on and then untied Esthers ankles, Ruth watching as she said “whrrshmhmhhhghnh” as she felt the damp cloth keeping her tongue down.

“Just stay where you are – if I hear anyone moving round, then there will be – consequences,” Hell said quietly as he took Esther by the arm and walked her out of the room, the children looking at each other as the mothers started to try and get free…




“Whhthruhdhhnhh? Whhhruhsdhnths,” Esther said as Hell made her walk up the stairs and into the bedroom. Opening a door, he found himself in the master bedroom, dragging Ruth in before he closed the door and then untied her scarf. As he removed the gag, she worked her mouth and then saw the dark black cloth dripping with saliva.

“Why – why have you done this to us?”

“I am Hell…”

“So you said – why are you Hell?”

“Because life has stiffed me of everything, has made my life Hell-so I call myself it, and I make it more bearable by taking from others, such as yourself. Where do you keep your jewellery?”

“What should I tell you?”

“Do you wan the kids down there to suffer from your – lack of cooperation?”

“You wouldn’t dare…”

“Want to test me?”

Esther looked at him, and then shook her head as she said, “look in the top drawers – but why me?”

“Your father is one of those who have made my life Hell – so this is party revenge, partly necessary,” Hell said as Esther sat herself on the bed, watching as he opened the drawers and removed boxes, tipping the contents into a bag as he did so. He then looked in the wardrobe, and said “there’s a safe in her e- what is the combination?”




“Huuhhllrht,” Angel said as she bumped Ruth on the side. The other girl looked over and nodded as she said “Bhhlhecuhttthsnhth?”

“Hffuufhnkshhsss – whttdhuhthiinjhhlh?”

Jolyl smiled over her gag as she looked at Billy, the young boy feeling very strange as he looked at the girls, and then at the mothers as they twisted round as well. Nicole looked at Shona and Marianne as they wriggled round on the floor, the three of them feeling helpless as thy heard the noises from upstairs…

They then watched as Hannah was walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, looking at each other as they wondered what was going to happen next…



“There,” Hell said as he pulled the rope between Billy’s legs and tied it off. The four mothers and their children were now sitting on the floor round a low table, on which Hannah had placed plates of finger food before the intruder had bound her ankles together, and then her legs below her knees. He had then secured the legs of everyone else before untying their arms and removing their gags, then handing round cartons of drink as he said, “eat up – once you have eaten, I am going to make sure none of you can raise the alarm.”

“So, we’re going to be tied up again,” Billy said quietly.

“Yes – but you are all brave, so I am sure you will all cope,” Hell said as he watched them start to eat.

“Mum,” Ruth said quietly, “I’m glad he hasn’t hurt us.”

“Soam I – but it is going to be tighter later, so just be brave than as well, all right?”

As Ruth nodded, Jolly whispered to Angel “What do you think he will do?”

“I can cope if Mummy can,” Angel said as she looked at Nicole, her mother nodding as she bit into a cheese straw.

As they ate, Hell picked up and examined the contents of the handbags of the other mothers, removing their mobile phones and switching them off and then emptying the contents of their purses into his bag. He then went and looked out of the window and smile d- things were going according to plan.





“All right, it’s time,” Hell finally said as he picked two lengths of rope up. He went behind Hannah and guided her wrists behind her back, the others watching as he doubled the rope over and secured them tightly together. He then took a longer length and passed it round her upper body, forming two bands as her arms were forced against her sides. Billy stared at Ruth’s mother as she was then helped to stand up and jump over to an armchair, sitting down and twisting her legs round with that squeaking sound before the masked man went behind Nicole, and started to tie her wrists together behind her back as well.

“What are you going to do with the children,” Marianne said as she watched Hell binding her friend.

“Oh, they will be tied in the same way, but they will be separate from you,” he said as he pulled the ropes tighter round Nicole’s body and secured the ends, then helped her to sit on one side of the longer couch. He then bound Marianne and sat her on the other ned, before making sure Shona was secured in the other armchair.

As the four mothers twisted round, he moved the table and then arranged the four children so they were facing each other, their feet forming a square as he used a rope to make sure they could not move them apart from each other.

He then knelt behind each of them in turn, taking their hands behind their backs and securing their wrists together before longer ropes went round their bodies and held their arms against their sides. They looked at each other and wriggled round as he produced a roll of silver tape, and then pressed a strip of the tape down over each of their mouths to keep them quiet.

Billy blushed as he looked at the other three girls, wriggling round as he felt both brave and scared at the same time, while Hell gagged each of the mothers with several strips of tape. They looked at each other as Hell looked at each of them and rechecked the ropes.

“Right – I’m sure someone will come to your rescue sooner or later,” he said as he picked up his bag, and then walked out, the families looking at each other as they started to struggle.




As he looked out of the hotel room, he smiled to himself and then dialled the number on his phone.

“Mum?

“Kerry? Where’s Mum?”

The look on his face darkened as he said, “stay right there – I’m coming to you” and he ended the call, picking up his jacket and hurrying out. He had gone too far this time…

[Tiengag5]

Always great,detailed bondage stories.

[Mask6910]

Good story, and I'm enjoying the overarching story of your Protagonist