The Games Player: Casual Day (MF/Fmf)

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Carl’s view

Was it a surprise? Oh yes. Was I scared? At first, yes – but once we were left alone, something else happened…

I’m eleven years old, and I was going with my nine-year-old sister Laura and Mum to visit my Aunt Bea and our cousins – Rhea is thirteen, Sophia twelve and Alexandra ten. We went there every Saturday just to hang out and have fun – I was wearing a fleece which had white arms, a cream lower half and a blue top half over a white shirt, red pants and brown trainers. Mum was wearing a red tartan coat dress and knee length sand suede boots, while Laura was wearing a short sleeved blue dress, knee length white socks and gold Mary Jane shoes.

All right, a bit more smartly casual – but I like my cousins, and I wanted to dress up a little for them. Mind you, given what we spent the rest of the afternoon doing…



Anyway – we got to Aunt Bea’s house and pulled up outside, all three if us getting out and walking to the front door. I waited as Mum knocked on the door and turned the handle, the three of us walking in as she called out to ask where everyone was – and then we saw Aunt Bea walking down the stairs, a shocked look on her – and a man standing behind her, who was dressed in black and had what looked like a stocking pulled down over his head.

She was wearing a light grey smock top with a black animal print, and black leggings tucked into a pair of knee length dark grey riding boots, her blonde hair in a ponytail – but she also had her hands behind her back, and two bands of rope that were holding her arms against her sides and framing her chest.

“Oh no,” she said quietly as the man looked at us, and then said, “well now, Bea – tell the new arrivals what is happening here.” Aunt Bea looked at us, and said “Sarah, Carl, Laura – this is not what it looks like…”

“It looks as if we walked into a robbery, Bea,” Mum said, and Aunt Bea smiled as she said “I know – but it’s actually a game we’re playing. This man and a woman are pretending to be robbers, so we and the girls experience what it is like to be in a robbery – they asked me if I could organize this, and I got the number of a firm that does this.”

“A game,” I heard myself say, “where are the others?”

“With my friend upstairs,” the man said as he looked at us, “but now you are here, I need you to play along as well.”

I saw Mum and Aunt Bea exchange a look, before Mum sighed and said “all right - I guess we are going to be hostages as well. You promise this will not hurt?”

“Surprisingly, it doesn’t” Bea said as they walked down, and we followed her and the man into the front room- and I saw how her wrists were crossed and tied together behind her back. The man helped Bea to sit down, and then said “Well, I guess the bad robber will need to make sure you three cannot raise the alarm either.” I saw a rucksack on the floor as he took some lengths of rope out, and said “stand in front of her, and put your hands behind your back.”

“Do me first…”

“No,” I said as I looked at mum, “do me first.” She nodded as the man stood behind me, and I felt him hold my wrists in his gloved hands before I felt the thin rope as they were secured tightly together. I waited before he moved behind Mum and watched as he doubled over a rope and then used it to secure her wrists together.

“Hey,” I said as I looked at Laura and saw how scared she was, “it’s okay, it really doesn’t hurt, and we’ll all be the same.”

She nodded as the man made sure her wrists were held together behind her back, and then he passed a longer rope round her arms and body and made sure they were held firmly in place. He did the same to Mum, and then to me, as I felt the pressure and wondered what was going to happen next.

“Why don’t you and your mum sit down,” the man said as he smiled under his mask, and I watched as Mum sat on the other side of the couch Aunt Bea was sitting on, and Laura pushed herself back to sit between them. That’s when I noticed the way those bands of rope made both Mum and Aunt Bea look as if their chests were larger – and it made me feel a little strange as well.

“Something wrong, Carl?”

I shook my head as the man took more ropes from the bag, and bound their ankles together side by side, as well as their legs below their knees the rope making the boots mum and Aunt Bea were wearing squeak a little. The three of them were talking to each other as the man tied the rope off on Mum, and then stood up, walking over and winking at me as he said, “Do they look secure to you?”

“Yes,” I whispered as he went into the bag, and took out three white handkerchiefs, folding them into pads as he said “now I’m going to make sure you stay quiet – when we give the signal, you wait an hour and watch some television, and then you can start to try and get free. First person to do so will find us in the kitchen.”

He then asked each of them to open their mouths as wide as they could, before he pushed a folded cloth into their mouths and waited for them to close their lips. He then peeled lengths of white tape from a roll and pressed it down over their mouths and chins. I could see the shape of their lips under the tape as Mum kissed Laura on the head and then Aunt Bea did so as well.

“Hey – we have more players?”

I turned and my eyes opened wide as I saw a woman standing there, wearing a tight black sweater and leggings tucked into boots, as well as a stocking over her head as well.

“Yeah – but I’m out of rope,” the man said, “do you have enough to make him comfortable as well?”

“We do – but upstairs – come with me young man,” she said as she took me and walked me up the stairs in front of me, waiting until we reached the top of the stairs before she said, “you’re a little excited, aren’t you?”

I blushed and nodded as she opened a door and said “well, come and see.” I walked in, and my eyes opened even wider at my cousins lying on their stomachs on the floor. Their wrists were crossed and secured together behind their backs, and I could see the bands of rope round their arms and chests, their ankles, their legs – and the length holding their ankles to their chest ropes.

“Whhhllchrhl,” Rhea said as she looked at me, “Chmmthhpllhswhl”? Like Sophia and Alexandra, she had a length of white tape pressed down over her mouth, and her cheeks were puffed out slightly. The other two looked at me and nodded as the woman said, “Carl has come to play the game with three of you – why don’t you lie face down on the bed, Carl, and I’ll make you comfortable as well.”

I nodded as I said, “are you three all right?” All three of them nodded as they wriggled round, their boots squeaking as their legs rubbed together while the woman took some more ropes from a bag and tied my ankles tightly together, and then my legs together below my knees, before he pulled my ankles back and I felt her secure them to the ropes round my arms.

“I need you to be quiet like the girls now – open your mouth,” she said, so I did and tasted the silk as she pushed the folded cloth into my mouth and then heard her peel a length of tape from the roll before she pressed it down over my mouth with her leather gloved hands.

“Swhhhohhnsnh,” I heard a muffled voice say – and then I realized it was mine as the girls giggled.

“You stay here – you can try to get free in an hour,” but I’ll check you in a few minutes,” she said as she left the room, so I tried to move – but all I managed to do as roll on my side as I looked at the other three wriggling round – and wondered if they felt as excited as I did like this.

She did come back and check us a little while later, then we heard her and the man talking downstairs before the door close d- but before she left us, she turned the radio on, so we tried to talk to each other and sing along while we waited for Mum or Aunt Bea to get free…



Bea’s View

“Are you ready Rhea?”

“Nearly Mum,” my oldest daughter said as I finished my coffee in the kitchen. It was about open in the afternoon, and the other two were going to be home in a few minutes – and we wanted to do something before they got back.

I had my blonde hair in a ponytail, and as Rhea walked into the kitchen her long brown hair fell over the shoulders of her white top with short sleeves and a thin black stripe. She was also wearing black jodhpurs and knee length black riding boots, as opposed to the dark grey riding boots i was wearing over my leggings.

“Ready,” she said as she held up her mobile phone, so we posed in front of the high hall mirror, me standing behind her as I put my left arm on her head and held my phone in my right hand. Rhea held her phone in her left hand and made a victory sign with her other hand as I said “in 3…. 2… 1…” We both then took the selfie and looked at each other, before we heard a female voice say, “how nice.”

A voice neither of us recognized, so we turned and saw the couple standing there – dressed in black, and with stockings pulled down over their heads. The man smiled and said “hello – please, no screaming or calling for help. We don’t want to hurt you, but we will have to if you don’t do what we say.”

I held Rhea and said quietly “we’re not going to give you any trouble – but my other daughters will be home soon…”

“We know,” the masked woman said “which is why you and your oldest daughter are going to pretend this is not a real robbery, but a game that you have arranged for all of you to play. That way, when we do what we do, they are less scared and can cope better with it.”

I saw how Rhea’s eyes opened wide, as she whispered, “you’re them – their Game Players?”

“Our reputation precedes us,” the man said with a smile as Rhea said “mum, if we are being robbed, they’re right – we don’t need to scare Sophia and Alexandra any more than they might be. If we play along, we can talk about it later.”

Sometimes I’m surprised at how wise my daughter is as the woman put a bag she was holding down and drew some thigh white ropes from it as the man sad “hand me your phones and then turn round and put your hands behind your back.”

I looked at Rhea and nodded as we turned round, and I watched in the mirror as he took my hands behind my back, and then I felt the rope rubbing on my wrists as they were secured together. I looked over to see the masked woman was doing the same thing to Rhea, before the rope went round me and forced my arms against my sides, forming two bands that framed and stretched my leopard print top over my chest. Glancing to the side, I saw the woman was doing the same thing to Rhea, my daughter biting on her lower lip as the bands of rope forced her arms against her sides.

“Are you all right?”

“Yeah – it’s not as bad as I thought it would be,” Rhea said quietly as I felt the man tying the ropes off.

“It’s tight though,” I said as I tried to move, feeling the ropes rubbing on me.

“Better it is,” the man said as we turned round - and then looked at the door as it opened, and my other daughters walked in. Like Rhea, they both had long brown hair, but while Sophia was wearing a denim jacket over a light blue top and blue jeans tucked into brown mid-calf leather boots, Alexandra had a denim jacket over a white top, and black leggings with Dr Marten’s laced boots on her feet. Mum and I looked at each other as they stared at the tow masked people, before the woman said, “well hello there - you’re just in time to play this special game as a family.”

“Mum?”

Rhea and I looked at each other, before Rhea said, “Mum’s booked this couple to pretend to be a pair of robbers – we’re going to let them take us hostage for a while, as if they really were robbing us, so come and look at what they’ve done to us so far.”

I watched them both walk over and look behind us as the woman said, “why don’t I take you both to the toilet, and then we can make you just like your mother and big sister upstairs.” She picked up the bag as the girls looked at me, so I said “go on up girls, the lady will explain what you are going to have to do, and we’ll come up and join you in a few minutes.”

“Okay mummy,” Alexandra said as they walked up the stairs, the man waiting before he smiled and said “nicely done. Now, here’s what is going to happen. We are going to go and join them in a few minutes, and your daughter will stay in the same room as them, secured and silent, with my friend, while we take a walk round the house. Then I make sure you cannot raise the alarm – and you don’t say anything about this not being a game until we leave, and you get free. Understood?”

I nodded slowly as I tried to twist my arms round, but they would not budge. Rhea nodded as the man said “look at it this way - they have a story to share with their friends. Now, slowly, walk up the stairs.”

I went first, Rhea following and then the masked man, as we heard the sound of laughter from Rhea’s bedroom. As we walked in, Sophia was lying on her stomach on the floor, and I could see her ankles had been bound tightly together with rope, another length of rope holding her legs together below her knees, and her ankles had been pulled back and tied to the ropes round eh. She had her head on a pillow and was talking to Alexandra as the masked woman passed the rope around and between her legs below her knees to hold them together. Her ankles were also bound tightly together, the band sitting on top of her boots.

She looked over and smiled as she bent Alexandra’s ankles back and tied them to her chest ropes, before she took another pillow from the bed and laid it on the floor next to her sisters. “Lie face down,” she said to Rhea, my oldest daughter nodding as she knelt down and then let her head fall on the pillow, looking back as the masked woman took more ropes from the bag and then started to bind her ankles tightly together.

“What else are you going to do,” I said as the woman secured Reha’s legs together below her knees and then bound her ankles to her chest in the same way as the other two girls.

“Make sure you all stay quiet,” the woman said as she stood up, and took three pieces of white cotton from the bag. “I’m going to put these in your mouth, then put some tape over your lips to make sure you can’t spit it out. Just lie still, let it settle, and you’ll all be just fine.”

“Do as she says, girls,” I said a sone by open she gagged my daughters, the three of them looking at each other as they wriggled their fingers and tried to make a move. The man indicated I should go with him, and we went round the upstairs room, as he made me tell him where our valuables were…

It was as we came out of the last bedroom, I heard the front door open and close, and I heard a voice call out “where is everyone?” He put a finger to his lips as we walked down, and I saw my sister with her two children standing there too. Sarah had her long blonde hair loose and was wearing a red tartan coat dress and knee length sand suede boots. Eleven year old Carl was wearing a fleece which had white arms, a cream lower half and a blue top half over a white shirt, red pants and brown trainers. As for nine-year-old Laura, she was wearing a short sleeved blue dress, knee length white socks and gold Mary Jane shoes.

All right, a bit more smartly casual – but I like my cousins, and I wanted to dress up a little for them. Mind you, given what we spent the rest of the afternoon doing…

“Oh no,” I said quietly as the man looked at them, and then said, “well now, Bea – tell the new arrivals what is happening here.” Swallowing, I said “Sarah, Carl, Laura – this is not what it looks like…”

“It looks as if we walked into a robbery, Bea,” Sarah said, btu I smiled and said “I know – but it’s actually a game we’re playing. This man and a woman are pretending to be robbers, so we and the girls experience what it is like to be in a robbery – they asked me if I could organize this, and I got the number of a firm that does this.”

“A game,” Carl whispered, “where are the others?”

“With my friend upstairs,” the man said, “but now you are here, I need you to play along as well.”

I looked at Sarah, and she nodded as we were marched into the front room. I sat on the long end of a couch, and watched as the masked man took more ropes from the bag he had left downstairs and bound the wrists and arms of all three of them in the same way as me while they stood in front of me.

“Why don’t you and your mum sit down,” the man said as he looked at Laura, and as she sat next to me Sarah sat on the other side of her. The man then knelt down and started to bind our ankles and legs like the girls upstairs – but I looked at Carl and saw he had a strange look in his eyes as he looked at me and his mother.

“Something wrong, Carl?”

He shook his head, but his eyes were wide as the man tied the rope between my legs, then stood up as the three of us tried to move. “Do they look secure to you?” he said, and as Carl whispered “yes” I watched him take three cloths from his bag – and I knew what was coming next.

I tasted the cloth on my tongue as he pushed it in, then closed my lips as he pressed the white tape down firmly over my mouth, feeling the tug on my skin. It wasn’t too bad, but i wasn’t going to be able to talk as he gagged my sister and niece as well. I watched Sarah press her taped lips on Laura’s head, and di the same with my mouth before I saw the masked woman walk in as well.

“Hey – we have more players?”

“Yeah – but I’m out of rope, do you have enough to make him comfortable as well?”

“We do – but upstairs – come with me young man,” she said as she walked out with Carl, the two of them walking up the stairs as the man turned the television on and found something for Laura to watch as she twisted her legs, the white rope on her long socks.

We could hear talking upstairs, then silence before the couple walked back down and checked the ropes holding us.

“Remember - one hour, and then you can try and get free,” the man said before they both left the house, Laura watching the television as I looked at Sarah.

“Hthssnhthghmhsht?”

Nhhtthsnht,” I mumbled as we turned our heads and watched the television as well…

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Lovely story! Great work once again KP

You keep delivering at such a high quality… congrats for that