Beauty and The Best - Stately Grandchildren (MF/MFmf)

[KP Presents]

Tom and Barbara were sitting in their front room, looking at some papers as Top of the Pops from 1976 was playing in the background.

“Well, I agree,” Barbara eventually said, “if we manage this, we can certainly take that holiday, but it’s going to take good luck and timing. You say the opening is this weekend?”

Tom nodded as he said “they have a social event they have to attend on Saturday lunchtime, which means their grandchildren who are visiting will be there. The oldest is seventeen, then there are two boys aged nine and seven and a ten-year-old girl.”

“What about a housekeeper?”

“Jack’s aunt? She’ll be at his 21st party – so nobody else to worry about. We just need to make sure we have plenty of supplies…”





Folkstowe Manor was quiet, safe for the sounds two boys were making and music playing elsewhere, as the door opened and the couple walked in. The young man was wearing a black sweater and jeans, with dark hoes, while his female partner had her blonde hair pulled back, and was wearing a tight black sweater, and leggings tucked into knee length black suede boots.

Both of them were also wearing soft black gloves, and a wool hat on their heads, with a black eye mask acting as a disguise, dark makeup under the eyeholes. As he closed the door, she listened, and the walked to the side, checking the internet box.

“So where do we start,” she whispered as they checked the guns they were carrying. The man picked up a bag, and said “Well, let’s see if we can find who is making the most noise. Come on.”

Before they walked up the stairs, however, they heard signing from one of the downstairs rooms, and looking at each other they walked over and slowly opened the door.

“Alison,” the man said, the woman nodding as they saw the seventeen-year-old granddaughter dancing as she watched the television. She had long bleached brown hair which fell over the shoulders of a beige striped top, a black leather skirt which came halfway down her thighs, and a pair of over the knee red suede boots.

As he closed the door, the woman slowly walked behind the teenager, and then pressed her gun against her back as she said quietly “don’t say a word or make a move – if you do, you are the one who gets hurt. Noc if you understand?” As the girl slowly nodded, she said “My name is Beauty – my friend The Best is going to secure your wrists together behind your back, and then we are going to explain what is going to happen, all right? Nod if you understand?”

As she nodded, Best put the bag down and walked behind her, taking her hands behind her back and starting to secure her wrists as Beauty walked round and looked at her. She could now see the top was a wrap one, as the teenager said “are you robbing my grandparents?”

“We are,” Beauty said, “but so long as you and the other children do what we say, everybody will be just fine. In fact, it might be fun for them?”

“Fun? You are tying me up, going to tie my sister and cousins up, and you tell us to behave?”

“We have the guns, true?”

Alison had to nod, as Best passed ropes round her upper body and forced her arms against her sides, framing her chest as she did so, while she said “why should I believe you?”

“You have to rust us – we have our reasons for doing this, and it is not our intent to hurt anyone of we can help it, but we must be able to go about our business.” She felt the ropes tighten with each pass before Best secured the wrists behind her back, and then said “sit down on a chair.”

As Alison sat down, the masked man knelt down with more ropes and bound her ankles tightly together, before securing her legs together below her knees, each band tightened by taking the rope between her legs.

As he tied the last rope off, Beauty smiled and said “I am going to stay and explain what is going to happen. Best will take some ropes and bring your cousins down first, all right?”

“Please, don’t hurt them or Sue,” Alison said, Best nodding as he selected some ropes and walked out of the room. Crossing the hallway, he walked up the staircase as quietly as he could, and then opened a door to look in.

He could see two boys sitting on a bed with game controllers in their hands - the older boy had short blonde hair, and was wearing a grey t-shirt with darker grey cargo pants and black socks, while the brown-haired younger boy had a striped jumper and blue jeans on with black trainers.

As he came in and closed the door, he saw they were playing Mario Kart, and smiled as he said “having fun?”

Both boys turned their heads and stared at him as the older boy said “who are you? Why are you dressed like a burglar?”

“You can call me The Best,” he said with a smile, “and I am dressed like a robber because I am a robber. Now, will you tell me your names?”

“I’m Eric,” the older boy said, “this is Karl.”

“Well, Eric and Karl,” Best said, “as a robber, I have to make sure you can’t stop me from robbing the house.”

“What is happening to Alison and Sue,” Karl said quietly.

“Well, my friend Beauty is talking to Alison, and Sue will join you later. Right now, I have to tie both of you up, so stand up and stand with your hands behind your back.”

“We’re really being tied up,” Karl said as he looked at Eric. The older boy nodded his head as they stood up and Best made sure their wrists were tightly secured together behind their backs. They then felt the rope forcing their arms to their sides, looking at each other as Karl said “this is not like tie looks in the television programs – it feels tighter?”

“That is a story – this is real life,” Best said as he secured the ropes behind Eric’s back, and then made sure Karl was tightly secured as well.

“There – now I need to take you to be with Alison, but I also need to make sure you can’t tell your cousin what is going on just yet. So put your lips together.”



“Hmgghdhh.”

“Whrffhnhshn,” Eric said as he and Karl were walked into the room by best, their mouths covered with white tape. Alison also had the same tape over her mouth, as she watched the two boys sit on a couch, then watched Best start to secure their ankles and legs. For their part, they were staring at Alison and the way the ropes made her look, and wondering why they felt the way they did as Beauty collected some more ropes.

“Going to find Sue?”

“I am – keep them safe,” Beauty said as she walked up the staircase…



Sue was lying on her back on a bed, her hands under her head as she listened to music through a set of headphones. She had long brown hair, and was wearing a light blue t-shirt with lace capped sleeves and a waist band of lace at her belly, faded blue jeans and brown trainers.

She had her eyes closed, so did not see the masked woman as she walked in and closed the door. When the music stopped, however, she opened her eyes and saw the woman standing there, a gun in her hand as she said “hello Sue – very slowly, remove your headphones and stand with your hand sin the air.

“Oh no,” Sue said quietly as she did as she had been ordered to, “you’re robbing Granpa and Genma?”

“Yes we are,” Beauty said with a smile, “so do as Is ay, and you’ll be fine. Slowly, turn round, and put your hands behind your back.”

“But why are you doing this,” Sue said as she lowered her hands, and then felt the ropes rubbing on her bare wrists while they were secured together. “Why are you hurting us?”

“Does it really hurt,” Beauty said as she tied the ropes off, and then passed a longer one round the young girl’s body to force her arms against her sides. Sue looked ahead as the rope went round her int wo bands, and then felt the final tug as it was tied off, before she said “no – not really, but it is tight.”

“It has to be – and your sister and cousins are being treated in exactly the same way.”

“They are?”

“Indeed – and I’m going to take you to join them now, but there is one thing I need to do first…



Eric and Karl turned their heads to look at the door as Beauty walked Sue in, the white tape covering her mouth as well as she was helped to sit in the other armchair,

“Hrruhlrht,” Alisons said as she looked over. Sue nodded as she watched Beauty kneel down and bind her ankles, as well as her legs below her knees, while Best turned the television on.

“We know your grandparents will be home soon,” he said, “but you need to be kept secure and quiet. IF you need the toilet, grunt three times and one of us will take you. Understood?”

“Whdhdthsthhhsshnhwhh,” Alison said as she looked at him.

“Honestly? To survive,” Beauty said as she sat with the boys, both of them looking at her and then at Alison and Sue. “Best, please make sure the house is secured…”




“There’s a car coming,” Best said as he looked out through the side of the curtain, the four grandchildren watching as Beauty helped Sue to sit back down, and then came to look through the other side.

As she did, a Bentley drew up and stopped, the uniformed chauffer coming round and opening the rear door as Lord Folkstowe got out. He had short snow-white hair, and was wearing a dark grey suit with a white shirt and red tie, as well as black leather shoes.

The chauffer walked to the other side and opened the door for Lady Folkstowe. She was wearing a dark jacket and skirt with a white blouse, black high heels, and as she turned Beauty saw the glasses on her face.

She turned and put a finger to her lips, the four grandchildren nodding as the two masked intruders made their way into the hallway…


“I will see you in the morning, our Lordship” the chauffer sad as he saluted, then got back into the Bentley as the older couple made their way to the front door of the Manor House. As he opened the door, he allowed his wife to go in first, and then stopped as he saw the masked man and woman standing there, each with a gun in their hand as the woman said “close the door, Your Lordship – we have things to discuss with you and your wife.”

“What is the meaning of this,” Lord Folkstowe said.

“First,” Best said quietly,” Close the door – and if Your Ladyship would be good enough to hand her handbag to ym friend Beauty here, then you can both raise your hands where we can see them.”

As they looked at each other, they both nodded as Lord Folkstowe closed the door and Lady Folkstowe handed Beauty her purse. The masked woman opened it and looked in. removing the iPhone and turning it off, before she said “please give Best your phone, Your Lordship, and then we can show you the grandchildren.”

“Do as she says,” his wife said as Lord Folkstowe reached into his inside jacket pocket and removed his phone, handing it over before they were both marched into the front room.

“Oh no…”

“Whrfhfnghrhnm,” Alison mumbled, the other three nodding as Best put his gun down drew a length of cord from the bag and then took Lord Folkstowe’s hands behind his back, securing his wrists together. He then wound the longer rope round the older man’s body as Beauty said “please put your hands behind your back, Your Ladyship.”

“Who are you,” the older lady said as she lowered her hands and felt the rope on her wrists.

“I am Beauty, and my friend is The Best.”

“At what – terrifying and tying up people?”

“Yes to the latter, no to the former – you’re not scared are you kids?”

Alison watched as the younger three shook their heads. She was scared – of the feeling she was experiencing like this, not of the ones who had done this to her.

“Now,” Best said as he pulled the ropes tighter and secured them, “have a seat, Your Lordship. My friend will ensure your legs are secured, while I take Lady Folkstowe on a tour of the house.”

As he sat down, Beauty knelt and started to secure his ankles, while Best took their grandmother by the arm and walked her out of the house.

“Let us start upstairs,” he said quietly as they walked along.

“Do I have a choice,” Lady Folkstowe said quietly.

“Of course – but I strongly suggest you remember we have your grandchildren. After you.”

As they walked up, she turned and said “do you get pleasure from terrorizing children?”

“No – we do not, Your Ladyship, but times being what they are, we have to do things we do not want to do just to survive.”

As they reached the top of the stairs, Lady Folkstowe turned and stared at Best. “What exactly do you mean by that?”

“You and your family ae extremely lucky, Lady Folkstowe – your husband is a successful businessman, and you and your children, your grandchildren, want for nothing. People like Beauty and I, however, have not has such advantages.”

“So you rob to punish people like us?”

“No – we rob to make sure we have the resources to survive at a basic level. We do not visit those who cannot afford the losses, and we genuinely have no desire to hurt anyone – but we do what we have to do, and we do it as we need to do it.”

“You… You’re not joking are you?”

“No I am not – if it is any consolation, our visit today means other families will not be visited by us, so your sacrifice helps them as well as us. Now, shall we start in Alison’s room, and see what we can find?”

As he opened the door, Lady Folkstowe quietly said “that you have to be driven to such means to just survive – how did we allow this to happen?”

“A question to consider later - so where shall we look?”

“GHhrrhnmhhh!”

Sue twisted round as her grandmother came back in, the tape over her mouth as she sat with the two girls. Her husband was with his grandsons, bound and tape gagged as he watched Beauty securing his wife’s ankles and legs.

“Wthdhdhdhtthk?”

“Thlluhlthhr,” she said as the rope forced her legs together. She was – strangely humbled by the conversation she had had with Best, as Beauty took the rope between her legs, and tied the ends off.

“I’ll see if there is any food for the children,” she said as she walked off, Lady Folkstowe kissing her granddaughters as she tried to settle down…



“Thank you,” Sue said as she accepted the glass from Beauty and took a sip from it. She had found the housekeeper had left a buffet for them, so she had brought it through and freed the arms of the family so they could sit round a low table and help themselves, the two masked and armed intruders watching them as they talked.

“Are you sure you are all right, Alison,” Lady Folkstowe said quietly.

“I think I am, Grandma,” Alison said quietly as she held the glass in her hands, “but – the way those ropes felt…”

“Different?”

“that’s one way of putting it,” Alison whispered, “I had no idea it was going to be that way…”

“What way?” She looked at her granddaughter, before she said “ah – you know they will secure and gag us again before they go?”

As Alison nodded, she said “would it be better if I asked them to tie us next to each other, and you can draw strength from me?”

“And the boys…”

“They will be kept secure as well, I suspect…”



“How are you feeling boys,” Lord Folkstowe said as he sat with Eric and Karl.

“Is it wrong to say we found it exciting, Granddad?”

As he shook his head, he said “I can imagine – so when they secure us again, you need to be brave for Sue and Alison, all right?”

“Yrs, granddad,” Karl said as he looked at Sue.

“It’s starting to get dark,” Best said as he looked out of the window, “we need to make preparations.”

Beauty nodded as she said “have any of you had enough?”

“I have,” Eric said as he put his glass down.

“Good – put your hands behind your back again,” Best said, the others watching as he started to bind the older boy again.

“You can take care of me as well,” Lady Folkstowe said to Beauty, “and Alison at the same time. She needs to know there is nothing wrong with how she feels.”

Beauty nodded as she bound the grandmother’s wrists behind her back, Alison watching as the rope went around and between her limbs, and then tied the ends off before forcing her arms against her sides with longer ropes, her jacket opening up as her grandsons looked over.

“Gran?”

She looked at Sue and said “Don’t worry – we’ll be fine,” as Beauty tied the ropes off, and then started to bind Alison as she tried to relax. Once the ropes were secured, Alison watched as Best took care of her cousins, both of them swinging their bound legs up and down as he tied the ropes off.

“You have all been very brave,” Lord Folkstowe said, “and when this is over, we can all talk about how we felt, all right?”

The boys nodded as Best started to bind their grandfather, Beauty coming round and taking Sue’s hands behind her back as well. As she felt the ropes forcing her arms against her sides, she said “can I be with my grandmother and sister?”

“Of course,” Beauty said as she tied the ropes off, and Sue jumped over to join her grandmother and sister. Lord Folkstowe looked at his grandsons and said “we are going to be brave together, all right?”

They both nodded as they watched Best and Beauty fold a cloth, and then push them into the mouths of their grandparents, before their mouths were covered with the white tape. Alison and Sue were next, their cheeks puffed out by the cloth, before they tasted the clean cotton on their tongue and then the tug on the skin of their chins as the tape was pressed down.

“Stay still and safe,” Best said as the two burglars left them alone, the family looking at each other as Alison and Sue rested their heads on their grandmother’s body, the boys twisting round as Lord Folkstowe started to try and free his wrists.

The television was playing, the boys eventually stopping their twisting round as they watched the film, Lady Folkstowe looking at her husband as she said “whtthrhudhhnhn?”

“Trhhnshmfhnnhr,” he mumbled in return…




“Do you think they will get free before the housekeeper returns,” Barbara said as Tom drove away, wiping the makeup from her eyes.

“I think His Lordship is more resourceful than we think – but we have managed to raise enough I think for the next few months. A nice day in many ways…”



“Yhssss.”

Eric and Karl looked at their grandfather as he brough his hands round and pushed the bands of rope up over his head, before he peeled the tape away from his mouth and eased the soaking wet cloth out.

He released his legs and then hugged the boys before he walked over and started to untie the ropes holding Lady Folkstowe’s wrists and arms, as he said “If I free you, can you free the girls and the boys while I find my phone and call the police?”

She nodded as she rubbed her wrist, and then peeled her gag away as he came round and released her ankles and legs. “OF course,” she said as Alison watched her start to untie her younger sister, the boys watching as their grandfather left the room…

[Detective-Gag]

Great story.

A Lord and Ladyship make for rather refined hostages.