Jay's Summertime Ball (MF/Fmf)

[KP Presents]

“Are you sure that you don’t want any drinks at the moment?”

“No, we’re fine gran,” Bethann Allcott said as she sat at the table with her brothers. Bethan was ten years old and was wearing a striped jumper over a white blouse, blue jeans and black trainers. On one side was her nine-year-old brother Harold, wearing a black sweatshirt over a white shirt, jeans and black shoes, while on the other side was eight-year-old Ernest, wearing a grey jacket over a white top, grey pants and white trainers. The board game was set up on the table, as Linda Danvers looked over and smiled.

“All right then – your mother is helping me, Rebecca and Doreen to get ready for our meeting, but we’ll check in from time to time.”

“Sure Grandma,” Ernest said as he rolled the dice, Linda shaking her head as she closed the door. The older woman was wearing a grey houndstooth jacket and skirt over a black top, and soft leather high heels. Smiling, she walked down to the dining room, where her daughter and assistants were reviewing papers on the table.

Her daughter Louise Allcott was in her early thirties, with long brown hair, and was wearing a cream trouser suit with a matching blouse and heels. As for her assistants, Rebecca Plains was wearing a light brown jacket and short skirt with a tight white blouse, and white high heels, while Doreen Jones had on a dark jacket and even shorter skirt, with a white blouse and heels. Both women were in their mid-twenties, and looked up as Linda came in.

“All right then,” Linda said as she closed the door, “what do we need to take care of first?”




The grey transit van made its way up the driveway and then to the side of the large house, stopping out of sight of the front of the house. As the doors opened, a group of people wearing blue boiler suits and black masks over their heads got out, several carrying bags before they made their way to the rear of the house.


“All right,” Linda said as she looked round the table, “I think that’s as far as we can take it with what we have here. I need to go and fetch some files from the office – Louise, any chance of getting some coffee?”

“I’ll go and rustle some up,” Louise said as she and her mother left the room, Rebecca and Doreen tidying the papers and placing them in files. As Louise turned to the kitchen, Linda made her way along the corridor and into her home office, not noticing the door to the front room had closed, but as she could hear her grandchildren talking, she wasn’t worried, as shew went in and opened a filing cabinet, looking through the files.

“Good afternoon, Linda.”

The male voice had a North of England accent, and wasn’t one Linda recognised, so she turned and saw the man standing there, the black balaclava over his head so only his eyes and mouth were visible, the black leather gloves on his hands, one holding lengths of rope the other a pistol.

“Who are you,” she eventually said, “coming into my house looking like that?”

“A fair question, Linda – I do hope you do not mind me calling you Linda. My name is Jay Edwards – perhaps you have heard of me?”

Linda slowly nodded as he continued “I see you have. SO allow me to explain a few things – we are in control of your home for the present moment, an di am aware that your husband and your son in law are away on business, and not due to return until early tomorrow morning. Therefore, I must ask you to remain calm, an do what we tell you to do – if you do, you, your daughter and your grandchildren, and all others who may call here today will be safe, if slightly inconvenienced.”

“I have your word on that?”

“No matter who may turn up – we are prepared,” Jay said with a smile. “With that in mind, may I trouble you to place your mobile phone where I can see it, and then to stand with your hands palm down on your head? Once we are ready, I will take you to join the others.”

Linda slowly nodded as she opened her handbag, and placed her phone on the table, then stood as Jay walked behind her, taking her hands behind her back before she felt the rope rubbing on her wrists, holding them tightly together.

He then passed the second rope round her arms, pulling it tight so that her jacket opened up as the bands framed her chest, and held her limbs tightly against her sides. As he tied the ropes off, she said “my grandchildren…”

“Mrs McPhee is making sure they are comfortable and cannot raise the alarm,” Jay said with a smile as he picked up the phone and put it in his pocket, “so have no fear on their part. For now, shall we join your daughter and assistants?”

As they left the office, Linda saw a masked man walking Lousie from the kitchen, and two others escorting Doreen and Rebecca from the dining room. All three women were bound in the same way – rope forming two bands that held their arms to their sides, their jackets opened underneath, while their hands were behind their backs.

“Mum, the kids…”

“Louise, this is Jay Edwards – apparently Mrs McPhee is with them. So try not to panic -we need to be strong for them as well. Doreen, Rebecca, do whatever they tell you to do, all right?”

The two younger women nodded as they were walked into the front room, a woman dressed and masked in the same way in the men looking over and smiling as she said with a Scottish accent “ach there they are – the wee ains are just fine, aren’t ye all?”

Bethann, Harold and Ernest looked over, and Linda thought she could see them smile under the silver tape that covered their mouths as they played the game at the table. They also had their hands secured behind their backs with rope, as well as rope round their upper bodies, but they also had their ankles and legs secured, the man with Mrs McPhee rolling the dice as they continued their game.

“Please, would Linda and Lousie sit next to each other on the couch, and then your assistants can sit in the chairs my associates will bring from the table – it’s important we have you all secured and silenced….”

“No – please, let me talk to my guests when they arrive, explain what is happening?”

Jay looked at Linda and then nodded as she sat with her daughter, Rebecca and Doreen sitting on the chairs as they were brought over, and then all four watching as the masked men knelt and secured their ankles together with ropes., as well as their legs below their knees.

“Gag everyone except Linda.”

She had to watch as silver tape was pressed down over the mouths of her daughter and assistants, before Jay said “so where is what is going to happen. Mrs McPhee, how goes the game?”

“Should be finished soon.”

“When it is done, take the children to the television room and allow them to watch something – if anyone their age should arrive, they will be brought to you, and you can make sure they join in in every way. One of use will be with you as well, so take what you need. There may be up to six more joining you – a real slumber party for all of them later.”

“A slumber party? So the stories are true – we’re all going to be bound and gagged in beds?”

“Well, we will see- and I assure you; we will not be taking you anywhere. An business we need to conduct with you can be taken care of right here. Just relax and… the game is over?”

“Aye – why?”

“We have company,” Jay said as he walked into the hallway, waiting until there was a ring on the doorbell. Linda listened and heard a familiar voice say, “I hope we’re not too – oh my god, please, don’t hurt us?”

“You must be Sandi Harcourt – which makes this Geoff and Alicia?”

“Mummy, why is he wearing a mask?”

“I’ll tell you in the front room, please walk in, and keep your hands where I can see them.”

Linda watched as Jay came in with a woman the same age as Linda wearing a pinstripe blazer and knee length skirt, the collar of her blouse over the jacket. She was wearing knee length black boots, her blonde hair cut short, and a shocked expression as she said “oh my god…”

“Hannah, I’m so sorry,” Linda said as she looked at the new arrival, “to all of you?”

With Sandi was a ten-year-old boy and a twelve-year-old girl. Geoff Harcourt was wearing a red and grey jacket over a short sleeved checked shirt, blue jeans and blue trainers his brown hair cut short while Alicia had her long light brown hair falling over the shoulders of her white cardigan. She was wearing under the cardigan a blue patterned dress, and knee-high brown suede boots.

“Wow,” she said as she looked at the table, “is this a robbery?”

“Hthhhss.” Bethann said a sshe, Harold and Ernest slipped off the chairs and jumped over, Harold blushing as he looked at Alicia.

“Cum here, both o ye,” the masked woman said “Ah’m Mrs McPhee, ahn ah’ll make sure ye all are the same as yer friends here.”

“As for you, Sandi,” Jay said, “please give me your handbag and mobile phone, and then put your hands behind your back.”

“Where are you taking them,” Sandi asked as she watched the masked woman binding the wrists and arms of her children.

“They’re going to the television room,” Linda said as she watched, “we’re going to be in here. Sandi, please, don’t do anything to make them upset.” Sandi nodded as she felt the rope on her wrists, and said “do what Mrs McPhee, tells you, all right?”

“Yes Mum,” Alicia said, Harold still staring at Alicia before the children were escorted out of the room, while Sandi was helped to sit down on one end of a short couch, the others watching as her ankles and legs were secured.

“Mrs McPhee – so this is the Jay Edwards gang?”

“I’m afraid so – you may need to call home and tell them you’re staying late and will eat here…”

Sandi raised an eyebrow as the rope went between her ankles, and she said “you think…”



“Well, here we are,” Suranne Jones said as she pulled up outside the house. She had a black jacket and skirt on with a white blouse, as was her co-worker Hannah White.

In the rear of the car sat their children, Cindy Jones and Josh White. Cindy was twelve years old and wearing a black baseball jacket over a black and white striped top, jeans and black ankle boots. Josh was nine, and was wearing a blue shirt, jeans and brown shoes. The four of them got out of the car and walked to the front door of the Danvers home and walked in as it opened – before Suranne screamed WSHIYT!” as the door closed and she saw the masked and armed men standing there.

“You must be the last arrivals,” one of them said in a Geordie accent, “take the kids to Mrs McPhee, and both of you, walk in here with your hands in the air.”

As they walked into the room, they saw Linda, who said “I am so sorry, you’ve walked into a robbery,” as they looked round, recognising their colleagues as they struggled in the ropes.

“How long?”

“A few hours, Hannah – Miranda and Gabrielle arrived just before you.”

Siranne looked at Miranda Hope, in her dark grey trouser suit and white blouse, and then at Gabrielle Drake, her grey jacket over a mustard jumper, her knee length black skirt – and the ropes holding both of them tightly.

Ropes both women could now feel over their own wrists…



“Ahn who dae we hae here?”

As they walked into the television room, Cindys eyes opened wide as she said “Alicia, Betsy, Casey?”

“Hlllhhshdhh,” Alicia said through the tape that covered her mouth as she sat on the couch with the two other girls. Betsy Hope was in the same class as her at school, the twelve-year-old wearing her glasses as she looked over the tape gag at her friend. She was wearing a peach and grey striped top, and jeans tucked into short brown suede boots – but she was as tightly bound as Alicia, as was the younger girl sitting next to her.

Casey Drake was eight years old and was wearing a black vest over a white dress, with short brown boots, a white ribbon in her hair. Josh was looking at Harold, Ernest and Geoff, who were sitting on bean bags, squirming round while Bethann was asleep on an armchair. All had their wrists, ankles and legs bound, with white tape over their mouths.

“I’m Josh,” he eventually said, “and this is Casey – but why is everyone tied up and gagged?”

“A guid question, yung mahn – ah’m Mrs McPhee, ahn mah job is to keep all of ye safe while mah friend Jay talks to yer mothers. But that means ah hae tae make sure ye are the same as all o them – so turn roond and put yer hands behind yer backs.”

“Htssnthshbhd,” Betsy said as Cindy felt the soft rope holding her wrists together, Josh biting his lower lips as he was bound as well before he was walked over to join the boys, and Cindy sat in the other armchair.

“Time tae be quiet,” Mrs McPhee said as she peeled a length of tape from the roll,” ahn ye cahn watch telly as well…”


“ALL OF THEM!”

“Keep your voice down, Suranne,” Linda said quietly, “but yes, all the kids are in the television room, and we are in here. Jay Edwards is going to make me do some business later – but I’m afraid all of you are going to have to stay the night.”

“Bhhthehhsbhnds…”

“I will allow you to call them and say you have been delayed,” Jay said as he smoothed the tape over Suranne’s mouth, “but that is for later. Collect their mobile phones, then make sure the phone and alarms are all disconnected.”

As one of the masked men walked out, jay tape gagged Linda and said “you, your daughter and your assistants can go and prepare food later. For now, relax – we are charge…”




“Mum, what are we going to do,” Louise said as she, Doreen and Rebecca laid plates of food out on the table.

“What can we do,” Lindas said quietly, “they have guns, and they are very much in charge here. At least they have kept the kids safe.”

Btu you know what they are going to do afterwards?”

Linda nodded as she said, “all we can do is hope they make them as comfortable and diverted as possible – because we’re all going to be unable to raise the alarm.”

Doreen and Rebecca looked at each other as the door opened, and MRs McPhee walked the children in, all of them sitting round the table as they rubbed their wrist.

“So,” Lousie said as she looked at her children, “are you all hungry?”

“I’m starving,” Harold said as he looked at Erik and Bethann, “it was scary at first but as the others came in, we just got used to being unable to move or talk.”

“Well, eat up, all of you,” Linda said with a smile, “your mothers will come in in a few minutes, and then Jay is going to tell you what is going to happen after that.”

“There you all are,” the other mothers said as they came in with Jay and hugged their children, “are you all all right?” As they nodded, the older women collected some food on plates and then came to join Lina and Louise.

“So, what is going to happen after dinner,” Hannah asked.

“Jay is going with me to my office,” Linda said, “but I’m afraid you will need to call your husbands and partners, tell them you are staying late and won’t be back until after dark tonight. We’ve managed to find some pyjamas and things for you all to change into – the older girls in particular have something different, and then…”

“And then?”

“And then, m” Jay said as he joined them, “we make sure the children are comfortable and quiet, before we do the same to you. I have already had one request for two to be together – we will keep Linda and Louise in another room, and the five of you in a third, while the older girls go into the television room, and the others into their bedrooms here.”

“But we won’t be able to raise the alarm?”

No, you will not – so eat and then we are going to let the children change first…”






“All right, darling – we’ll see you in the morning,” Sandi said as she ended the call, then handed the phone back to Jay as Alicia fastened the front of the pink onesie she was wearing, darker pink hearts over the soft material. Cindy Jones was wearing a grey onesie with white stars, while Betsy Hope was wearing a blue Disney princess one. They were standing in the television room with Sandi, who was wearing a pair of pink pyjamas, Suranne a pair of pink satin pyjamas, and Miranda light purple short sleeved pyjamas with a rope belt round her waist – a rope that also held her bound wrists against her back, while the masked man was wrapping a longer rope round her upper arms and body. Suranne was also bound in the same way, while Sandi looked at the three older girls, then at Mrs McPhee as she selected ropes from the canvas bag.

“Ahl richt gahls – hans behind yer back,” she said quietly, the three girls looking at each other as one by one they felt the thin cords holding their hands together behind their backs. “Will you girls be all right in here,” Suranne asked at she looked at her daughter.

“I think so – at least we will be together,” Cindy said as she felt the bands of rope forcing her own arms against her sides, Sandi feeling the same pressure on her arms as her pyjama top was stretched over her chest.

“Do you have to do that to the girls as well?”

“Ah dinnae think they mihn – efter ahl, they’re just like the others they love, aren’t ye?”

All three girls nodded as the ropes were tied off, and they settled themselves on the beanbag chairs, watching as Mrs McPhee crossed and secured their ankles together, and then their legs below their knees. As they looked at each other, the masked woman then lifted the hoods up to cover their heads, before she pushed a folded cloth into each of their mouths and then wrapped the white tape round their heads so that they were kept quiet.

“Noo then – wha film?”

“Hrrhsphrhh,” Cindy said, the other two girls nodding as the film started, and Lousie looked in.

“Will you girls be all right,” she said as she stood with Jay. All three nodded as the group left the room, Jay saying “Watch them” to the masked man before they closed the door.

“Now then,” Jay said as he looked at two more of the men, “please take Sandi, Suranne and Miranda to the room they will sleep in. Linda, come with me.” He took Linda by the arm and walked up the stairs with her and Mrs McPhee, going into the room to find her granddaughter sitting on the bed with Casey Drake. Casey’s mother Gabrielle was in the room as well, wearing a pair of lime green pyjamas. Her wrists and arms were already tightly bound, the rope under the bands making it seem tighter.

Bethann was wearing a pair of blue short pyjamas with ice cream pictures on the material, while her friend Casey was wearing a pink floral sleeveless nightdress, her hair in pigtails. Both of them also had white socks pulled up over their hand and lower arms, the top of the socks taped to their arms with white tape.

“Look at us Gran,” Bethann said as she raised her hands in the air.

“Aye ye’re looking muchty fine,” Mrs McPhee said, “noo stand up ahn put yer hanhns behind yer backs – time to be secure.”

“How are the older girls,” Gabrielle whispered to Lindaas they watched the masked woman securing the upper bodies of the two young girls.

“Tied up, gagged, watching a film – I think they’re taking care of their mothers, and I suspect you will be going there in a few minutes as well.”

“I guess so – at least they’re not scared,” Gabrielle said as Mrs McPhee pulled the rope tightly round Casey’s body and then tied it off before she knelt down and started to secure their ankles and legs. She then helped them to lie on the bed and secured their bound ankles to the foot of the bed, before pushing a folded cloth into their mouths and covering their chins with the white tape.

“Ah’ll read tae them fer a while,” Mrs McPhee said as she sat down, Jay escorting Linda and Gabrielle out as a masked man came out of one room.

“Take Gabrielle to join them,” he said as he indicated Linda should go with him, knocking before they went into Ernest and Karl’s room. Lousie was already in there, wearing a long-sleeved purple nightdress, along with Hannah White who was wearing a pair of candy-striped pyjamas. Both woman had their upper body tightly secured – as did the four boys who were lying face down on the floor, the masked men securing their ankles to their chest ropes.

All four were wearing short pyjama sets, the ropes rubbing on their bare arms, their wrists covered with socks as well, as they wriggled round and tried to talk through their tape covered mouths.

“Well, if nothing else, they can watch the game,” Louise said as Jay turned the television on and found the Sky Sprots channel, the four boys looking up as they left the room.

“May I see the others,” Linda said, “and where are Rebecca and Doreen?”

“They took them to my bedroom,” Linda said as they opened another door, Gabrielle going in to see the other four mothers lying on the floor, wriggling round in their hogties with the tape wound round their heads.

“We are going to your office now,” Jay said to Linda, “to conduct business. Make sure everyone is checked every fifteen minutes, and when Mrs McPhee comes out, tell her to check the others as well.”

“Of course, Jay,” one of the men said as he helped Gabrielle to lie on the floor, Louise watching as Linda walked with Jay to her office. Taking a seat, she said “thank you for keeping your promise not to hurt any of us.”

“It is my pleasure – now log into your company system, and I will tell you what to do after that…”





As Linda switched off her computer, Jay smiled and said “excellent – now we get you ready for the evening.”

“I need to make sure Rebecca and Doreen are all right first,” Linda said as she stood up.

“You are aware?”

“Why they out of all of us did not call their partners tonight? Yes – may I check on them please?”

“Of course – this way,” Jay said as he walked Linda to a spare bedroom and opened the door. Looking in, she saw Rebecca and Doreen lying on their sides, Rebecca wearing a pink long nightdress and Doreen a white one with a floral print. Both women had their wrists crossed and secured behind their backs and bands of rope holding their arms against their sides, while their legs were secured above their legs, gathering the skirt of the nightdress round their legs. Their bound ankles were pulled back and secured to their chest ropes, while their taped lips were rubbing against each other.

“As you can see, they are – happy,” Jay said, Linda nodding as he closed the door and they walked round the floor, checking in each of their bedrooms and eventually walking into hers. Louise was lying on her side on the bed, hogtied and the white tape over her lips as she looked up.

“Please” jay said as Linda saw the ropes on the bed, “change.” The older woman nodded as she stripped off and put on the lilac floral print nightdress, then put her hands behind her back, saying “I checked the others, they are all secured, and the children are all asleep.

“Guhdhdd,” Louise said as she watched Jay securing her mother’s wrists and arms, and then sit on the bed on the opposite side to her, Linda watching as her ankles and legs were secured, before a folded cloth was pushed into her mouth and the white tape pressed down over her lips. She then lay on her side, feeling the tension on her chest ropes increase as her ankles were secured to them, before she said “shwwhdhwdhnh?”

“Dhnssnthswhlts?”

Linda shook her head as the lights went off, and then she felt her eyes slowly close…



The sun was starting to come through the curtains as Bethann and Casey slept, their chests rising and falling. In the boys’ room, all four of them were still fast asleep, lying on their sides as the television showed the sports news.

The older girls were asleep, their heads resting on the bean bags as their bodies stretched out along the floor, while the five mothers in their room were also still sleeping.

“Ghdhdmhrhnhhh.”

Rebecca opened her eyes to see Doreen looking at her, as she said “Whrrhshtllhrrr.”

“Uhshthtllhkghdlhktht.”

“Sdhuhh…”




“Mum? Mum?”

As Linda opened her eyes, she saw Louise looking at her, the tape non the pillow and the soaking wet cloth on the covers.

“Hwddhduh…”

“A lot of work – let me get your mouth free,” she said as she rolled over, looking over her shoulder as she picked on the edge of the tape covering her mouth and eventually managed to peel it away, then pulled the wet cloth from Linda’s mouth.

“OH my god – can you hear any of the others?”

“Not yet, no – what time is it?”

Linda rolled over and looked at the clock.

“Six in the morning – oh god Alecander will be…”

They could hear the front door opening and closing, and then a male voice said, “she did not come home last night?”

“No Alex, and I called some of the other husbands, they haven’t come home either…”

“ALEXANDER! GET UP HERE!”

They both heard the footsteps running, coming closer, and then the door opened as their husbands came in, Alexander Carter looking in and whispering “oh my god – the kids…”

“Other bedrooms – get us free and I’ll explain…”