Afternoon Nap (F/Ff)

[KP Presents]

Rachel smiled as she looked at her two charges playing in the room. She had been the housekeeper cum nanny of the Burdoch family for a year now, and Ceclia and Zara had become good friends with her. She was a woman from a stricter religious background, which explained the black headscarf she wore over her blonde hair and around her neck – a look that was slightly incongruous with her short sleeved red dress, the edges of a white top just visible underneath, the skirt coming halfway down to her knees.

Cecilia was the younger sister, eight years old, with short red-brown hair, and was sat on a beanbag reading a book. She was wearing a dark pink top with shirt sleeves and peach coloured shorts, thong sandals on her feet. Her twelve-year-old sister Zara had longer blonde hair and was wearing a brown t-shirt with a design on the front, and knee length black and white leopard print skirt with a black band round the edge.

She was working on an assignment, as Rachel said, “I am going to fetch you both a drink and a snack.” The two girls nodded as she left the room and made her way down to the ground floor of the house, then towards the kitchen as she closed the door behind herself.

Making her way to the refrigerator, she opened it and took out some cheese slices and fruit, as well as a jug of squash. Placing them on the table, she found two glasses and some plates, placing them on a tray and then putting the fruit and cheese on the plates, and filling the glasses with the squash before she replaced the jug in the refrigerator. Smiling, she opened the kitchen door and carried out the tray, making sure it stayed stable as she walked back up the stairs and into the playroom.

“Thank you, Rachel,” Cecilia said as she placed the tray on a low table, and came over, leaving her book behind as she picked up a glass and took a drink. As Zaar walked over, she said “I’m bored Rachel – can we do something together later?”

“Of course – but I need to go and finish the preparations for lunch first. Why don’t you both come down in an hour?”

The two girls nodded as Rachel left the room, smiling as she made her way back down to the kitchen. As she passed the front door, she heard the ring of the doorbell and shook her head as she went to open it.

“Can I help you?”

Two young women were standing outside the door – one was wearing a short sleeved black peasant blouse with white polka dots, jeans and back ankle boots, and the second one a slightly older and lighter haired woman in a white jumper and jeans.

“Ah – is this the Burdoch residence?”

“It is – is there something you require?”

The younger woman smiled as she said, “I must apologise – we were asked to pick up a package from this address and deliver it to our employers.”

“A package?” Rachel looked at both women before she said “I was not told of any package to be collected today. Please ait here while I call Mr and Mrs Burdoch.” She turned and walked two steps – before the younger woman clamped a cloth over her nose and mouth, holding it tightly against her as she was forced to inhale. The sickly-sweet fumes instantly flooded her brain as she started to feel faint and mumbled “whtsshggnnhhn….”

“Just breathe in, nice and deeply,” the woman said as she held the cloth over Rachel, the fumes seeping into her brain as her eyelids fluttered, and then closed as her whole body relaxed. As she was lowered to the ground, the older woman closed the door, and said “Well, that was easier than we thought. What do we do with her?”

“We’ll deal with her in a few minutes Judy – just leave her there for a few minutes. Once we’ve robbed the place then we can…”

“Oh hello – is Rachel hurt?”

The two women looked at Zara as she stood on the staircase, before Judy said “We just knocked on the door and she fainted. Bunty, she’s breathing all right, isn’t she?”

The older woman knelt down and felt Rachel’s pulse, before she said “She’s fine – she should come to in a few minutes. What’s your name?”

“Zara – Zara Burdoch. What’s going on?”

“Your nanny will be fine – is your sister home as well?”

“she’s upstairs,” Zara said as she slowly came down and looked at Rachel, not noticing Judy as she took a clear bottle out of her handbag and moistening the white cloth with it. She walked behind Zara, and then pressed the newly damp cloth over her nose and mouth as well, Zara’s eyes opening wide as she reached up and tried to pull her hand away.

It was useless, however, as he eyes also slowly closed and Judy lowered her to the ground. “Strong stuff, this chloroform…”

“Yeah – grab those scarves, will you?”

Judy put the cloth down and fetched from a rack two scarves – one was white with a pink trim and pattern, the other one white. She handed them to Bunty, who rolled Zara onto her back and then put her wrists together, using the pink and white scarf to secure them tightly together. She then took the white scarf and used it to hold Zara’s ankles firmly together, before lifting the girl up and carrying her in her arms.

“Better damp that cloth again – if her sister is upstairs, she needs to be knocked out as well.”

Judy nodded as she poured more liquid onto the cloth, and then the two women walked up the staircase, Judy opening the door of the playroom to see Cecilia on her side on a couch by the window, facing away from the door while she read a book.

Bunty nodded as Judy opened the door and crept inside, moving slowly forward as the young girl kept reading. As she got closer, however, Cecilia looked over and screamed – so she had to run over and press the chloroform-soaked cloth down over the eight-year old’s nose and mouth, holding it in place as she struggled.

“Don’t panic, little one,” Judy said quietly as she watched Cecilia’s eyelids flutter, “just breath in, and you’ll soon be dreaming.” She smiled, the smile the last thing Cecilia saw as she slipped into unconsciousness…

As this happened, Bunty opened the door and carried Zara in, sitting her against the wall and bending her legs so that her arms went over her knees. She then looked round and picked up a grey towel, rolling it up and then easing it between Zara’s lisp and teeth before she tied the band tightly round her head.

While this was happening, Judy found two skipping ropes and used one to bind Cecilia’s wrists together, and then the second one to bind her ankles, the young girl breathing deeply as she was secured. She then picked up a shite cloth and folded it into a roll, before gently opening her mouth and pushing it inside to keep her quiet.

“Give me a hand to get the nanny up here,” Bunty said, “they might as well all be kept in here.”

Judy nodded as they both left the room, the two girls quietly snoring before they walked back in, Bunty holding Rachel under her arms and Judy her legs, before they sat her on the floor opposite Zara, Judy then leaving the room as Bunty bent her legs and put her arms over them. The younger intruder then came back with some scarves, Bunty taking a black one with yellow writing on it and using it to secure the nanny’s wrists together in front of her legs, under her knees.

As she did this, Judy took a red cloth and rolled it into a pad, before she gently pushed the pad into Rachel’s mouth, the edges sticking out from between her lips as Bunty took a red patterned bandana and used it to secure her ankles tightly together.

She then looked up as Rachel’s head fell to the side, before she said, “right then – search the rooms, see what you can find, I’ll keep an eye on all of them.”

As Judy left the room, Bunty smiled as she checked the two young girls, and then had a look round herself…



Rachel grunted softly as she wondered what had happened. She had asked the two women to wait while she made a call and then…

And then…

“Whtthhphhnhhddd?”

She heard her voice saying something, but it was unintelligible – and then she wondered why her mouth felt as if it was stuffed with cotton. As she slowly opened her eyes, she tried to move – but her wrists and ankles were held together but something soft and yet quite tight.

“Ah – you’re coming round, are you not?”

“Hdtthrhrhrr,” Rachel said as she opened her eyes, allowing her vision to clear before she saw Zara sitting opposite her, the grey cloth between her lips noticeably darker at the corner of her mouth, her wrists and ankles secured.

She then looked down and saw the red cloth sticking out from her own mouth, and the scarves holding her own wrists and ankles together. She then saw Bunty standing there, her arms folded and a wicked smile on her face as she said “Relax – don’t struggle, the effect will wear off some enough.

“UHBHSHSHTHRD! WHTTHFUHDHNTHZHRHHNDSHSHHLE?”

“Oh, they’ll be fine – they will wake up soon enough,” Bunty said as Rachel looked at the side and saw Cecilia, lying on her side and the cloth sticking out of her own mouth as her chest slowly rose and fell.

“Hhmfhfmhmmhhmhh,” Zara mumbled as Bunty checked her, and then looked at Rachel.

“Don’t blame yourself – you’re not the first one we’ve caught out like this,” she said as the door opened and Judy looked in, a pillowcase in her hand.

“Nice haul - we are getting out of here now?”

“We are,” Bunty said, Rachel watching them as they both walked out and then trying to move her wrists up – only to see the length of thin cord that went between her wrists and her ankles. She looked over to see a similar length holding Zara’s ankles and wrists together, and then a third skipping rope doing the same job for Cecilia.

“Hmmmmrhbhhh…”

Rachel looked over as Zara’s eyes slowly started to open, and then she said “whhmmhh…”

“Zhrh?”

Zara slowly opened her eyes as she said “whhtthphhhnnhdhdthmhh… Hruuthdhp?”

“Ushshswhl – hnd Shshlhhe.”

“Hhmhhh?” Zara opened her eyes and looked down at the white scarves, and said “Hyhshshmthdhdhp…

“HMTTHDHDHP?”

“Dhtnphnhc,” Rachel said in as quiet a voice as possible. “Hwewdhdufhhl?”

“Whhhsseee…”

Rachel nodded as Cecilia slowly opened her eyes, looked down herself, then looked at the others as she said “whthtphnnhddd?”

“Whhfhbhnrhbbhdd – jhstkhshthhkl,” Rachel said as she slowly started to push herself forward, heading towards Zara as the two girls watched. Once she had got closer, she turned herself and lowered her head down as she said “chnnuhghtthldhfthsclhf?”

Zara slowly nodded as she lifted her feet up and got a hold of the edge of the darkening red cloth in Rachel’s mouth, slowly lowering her leg as the cloth came out of her mouth, landing on the floor. Rachel shook her head for a moment, and said “Well done – now, sit still while I try and get that scarf out of your mouth.” She then looked at Cecilia and said, “Can you get on the floor and push yourself over?”

“Hllthrhh,” Cecilia said as she slowly slid onto the floor, while Rachel used her teeth to gran the grey gag and ease it out of Zara’s mouth. As she got closer, the cloth came slowly out until it fell with a thud on Zara’s chest, the young girl seeing how dark it was where it had been in her mouth.

“Good – good, now can you sit up and let me see your wrists, Cecilia?”

The young girl nodded as Rachel started to work on the knot holding the skipping rope round her wrists, eventually getting it loose enough for her to shake her wrists free, and then to free her ankles before she pulled the cloth out of her mouth.

“Go and get some scissors,” Rachel said, “and my phone from my handbag – both are in the kitchen. You can then cut me free and your sister – and I am very proud of both of you,” she said as she started to cry…

[TuggyMale]

Great story. I would have liked a hogtie for the 12 year old, but you‘ve done a great job again