Hell - Birthday Party (M/Ff)

[KP Presents]

He stood across the street from the house, his hood up over his head as he saw the man stepping out and closing the door. He had receding brown hair, and was big, muscular, looked like the sort of man who could throw his weight around – and as he walked down the street, the younger man knew for a fact that was what he had been doing.

“I should have dealt with this a long time ago,” he said to himself, “but you crossed a line – now it’s my turn. Hope you survive the fallout.

“Not.” He turned and walked the other way – he knew what he had to do, and he was going to make sure he made no mistakes…


“What the hell do you think you are doing!”

“I am Hell, and I am here today,” the young, masked man said as he pushed the two women into the front room of the house. The older woman had permed blonde hair and was wearing a black and white striped jumper and blue jeans, the legs ticked into a pair of red Wellington boots. The younger woman was wearing a long black cardigan over a blue top and black skirt, her legs in dark hose and a second pair of red Wellingtons.

“And what does that mean,” the older woman said as she looked around.

“You will see – kneel down, hands behind your back.”

“Mum, is he serious? He is robbing us today?”

“It looks that way, Daisy,” her mother replied as they both knelt down, their hands on the couch seats as he knelt behind them and pulled from his pocket two lengths of white rope. Crossing Daisy’s wrists behind her back, he wasted no time in securing her wrists together, the rope digging into her wrists as it went around and between her limbs.

“That hurts!”

“I don’t care – I am Hell, and I do what I need to do,” he said as he took her mother’s wrists behind her back and secured them together as well. He then took more rope and secured their ankles together side by side, ignoring the squeaking sound as the rope compressed the rubber boots around their legs, before he forced them both to sit on the couch.

“Just do as I say, nobody gets hurt,” he said as he opened the bag he had brought in and took out a cloth, folding it into a ball as he stood in front of the older woman.

“Open your mouth, Mrs Braithwaite – and don’t try to push this out, or I will make sure it never comes out.”

“Just don’t hurt us – because if you do, my husband is going to hmgghhdddh.”

“Your husband can deal with me if he ever finds me,” he said as he pushed the cloth into her mouth, the edges sticking out as she looked at Daisy. He then made her stand and jump over to the door, the gun against her head as he said, “your daughters – call them into the room, nice and casually, now.”

“You know others are coming?”

“Then they will join you in Hell – call them.”

Daisy slowly nodded as she called out “Victoria, Geri – can you both come down for a minute please?” He heard the reply of “give us a minute, Mum,” before he pushed a second cloth into her mouth and took her back to sit with her mother. Putting a finger to his lips, he stood by the doorway as he heard the footsteps coming down the stairs.

A thirteen and an eleven year old girl walked in, stopping as they saw the two bound and gagged women on the couch, and then heard the voice saying “do not scream, do not shout out – Hell has come to this house, today, and you will do exactly what I say.”

“Mummy?”

“Kid, I meant it – not a word.” Daisy nodded as she looked at them before the masked man said “now, hands behind your back, and don’t move. I have a gun, and I will use it if I absolutely have to.”

“Dwwhthshss,” the older woman mumbled. As he took a length of cord from the bag and pulled the older girl’s hands behind her back. “You’re Victoria, right?” She was wearing a long-sleeved black top and jeans tucked into a pair of knee length black leather boots, a gold buckle on the side of her leg.

“Yes – why are you doing this,” she whispered as her sister watched the way her wrists were secured tightly together.

“I am Hell, and I am here to do whatever I need to do,” the man said as he tied the ropes off, and then pulled Geri’s wrists behind her back. The young girl was wearing a grey wool poncho over a long-sleeved white top, as well as jeans – in her case, the bottoms were tucked into a pair of mid-calf burgundy red boots with a fur trim.

“Why are you Hell,” Geri whispered as she felt him tying the ropes off.

“You will see – happy birthday Victoria.”

“How did you…”

“Enough talking,” he said as he turned the girls round and pushed a folded cloth into their mouths, before he made them sit back-to-back on the floor, their mother and grandmother watching as he tied a longer rope round their waists. He then secured their ankles together, as well as their legs below their knees, before he stood up and looked at all four of them.

Geri felt Victoria holding her fingers as he looked round, their grandmother looking at him closely, memorizing what she could – young.,, no older than twenty, slim, casually dressed but wearing latex gloves and the black eye mask – and he certainly was projecting a threatening demeanour.

“Fhshshtmhnnuhhntthkhhithndgh.”

“It’s not just money I want,” he said quietly, “when I said I was Hell, I want you to know why. I was forced into a life of Hell, so I am Hell – and one man is responsible for that, for what has happened so far – and for what is going to happen next.”

“Hassshthsmhn.”

Before she could get a reply, there was the sound of the doorbell, Hell putting a gloved finger to his lips before he walked out.

“Mhmmmwhsthnhrfhshthlkhnhbht?”

“Ghrllsshrurhlrht?”

“Hmschrrhddhghrhn.”

She nodded as he looked at Geri and said “hkknhnhhnnhh” before they heard the front door open.

“Get in, all of you. And stand facing the wall, hands on your head.”

“GRANNY!”

“Scream again, and I shut you up – now do it, hands on your head, facing the wall.”

“Young man, if you think….”

“I am Hell – do you want that be here literally? DO AS I SAY!”

There was the sound of crying as the four captives looked each other, before he frog marched them into the room, the new arrivals with their wrists secured behind their back.

“Millicent? What the hell is going on?”

“Nthshrhh,” the older woman said as she tried to move, looking at the new arrivals. The grey-haired woman had spoken was wearing a red denim jacket over a white top, a tartan scarf wrapped round her neck, a long tan suede skirt, and red suede flat soled boots.

The other three arrivals looked to be the same age as Victoria, and were similarly casually dressed, their long brown hair falling down their backs. The first was wearing a long sleeved blue top and blue velvet pants, with a pair of short black leather biker boots. The second girl was wearing a short sleeved white knitted top and dark blue jeans, the lower legs in a pair of sand coloured leather biker boots which came to her knees. The third girl was wearing a grey long-sleeved top, black leggings and knee length tight black leather boots.

“Veronica, what the hell is going on,” she said as she looked at the two bound and gagged girls on the floor.

“This a robbery,” Hell said quietly, “and you will do exactly what I tell you to do. Don’t make any noise, any of you.”

“Gran what’s going on?”

“Tell her what’s happening Alice.”

“How do you know my name?”

“I know everything for I am Hell. I know these are the friends of Victoria and Geri, and she,” he continued as he looked at the girl in the blue jumper,” is your granddaughter Melanie. I know the others are Mel and Emma – and I know they are all going to be the same as the others. And you are the one who is going to tie them up.”

“I beg your pardon?” Alice looked at the masked man as he drew lengths of rope out of the bag and handed one to her.

“You are going to tie her ankles together – and I know you know how to do it properly, so make sure you do it that way.”

Alice looked closely at him, before she said, “all right – Melanie, I don’t’ have a choice, but I promise this will not hurt you, all right?” The teenage nodded as she sat on the floor, and stretched her legs out, Veronica and Geri watching as she knelt down and passed the rope around and between her ankles to secure them together.

“Now her legs below her knees.”

Alice nodded as he took the new rope, the other two girls looking at each other before he said “Mel – sit next to Melanie.” The girl in the white top slowly walked over as she saw Alice binding Melanie, before she sat down next to her and stretched her legs out, Alice taking more ropes from him and securing her ankles and legs as well.

“Don’t cry,” she said with a smile as she pulled the rope between her ankles, “he will get the punishment he deserves.”

“I am Hell, and I give punishment – even when I am acting for someone else,” he said as he pushed the fifth girl over, watching as she sat next to the other two and handing Alice more ropes. Veronica and Daisy looked at each other, their eyes widening as Alice secured Emma’s ankles and legs, and then stood up, the girls talking to each other as Hell pulled her wrists behind her back and started to bind them together.

“You are doing this for someone?”

“Yes – but that is enough talking for now,” he said as he tied the ropes off, and then removed her scarf, rolling it into a band and pulling it between her lips as he tied it round her head. He then made Alice walk over and sit next to the other two women, before kneeling and starting to bind her ankles together, the red fabric seeming to lighten under the tight binding.

“Whttdhdshmhhnhlhs?”

“Whllfhnsdhtvhrrvhtrh,” Alice mumbled as Hell looked round the room, then took three cloths and pushed them into the mouths of each of the girls. They wriggled round, trying to talk and looking at each other, before there was another knock on the door.

“Ah – the final guests I am expecting,” Hell said quietly as his captives watched him go out of the room and then heard him say “do not say a word – I am hell, and this is my day to visit you. Put your hands in the air and walk slowly in front of me.”

Geri looked to the doorway as two eleven-year-old girls walked in – identical twins, with thin headbands holding back their long brown hair. They were identically dressed as well – denim shirt dresses with long sleeves, open at the neck, and knee length brown ruched leather boots. The only difference as one had a denim belt knotted round her waist at the left, and one on the right.
Their mother walked in with them, wearing a black long-sleeved top with a square neckline, and blue jeans tucked into knee length black leather boots. She looked round the room, and said “shit – when Ibrahim finds out…”

“Enough talking,” Hell said quietly, “all three of you, Bobbie, Billie, Samantha, stand still and put your hands behind your back.”

“Why?”

“I am Hell, and I am robbing this house – so do as I say, unless you desire to see me hurt someone.”

The older woman nodded and said “Bobbie, Billie, do as the man says – you can tell your father what has happened later, and he can deal with it in the correct manner.”

The two girls nodded and looked at each other as they put their hands behind their back, Samantha watching as he secured their wrists together, and then feeling the rope rubbing on her own wrists as they were bound tightly together.

“All three of you, sit against the window,” Hell said, watching as they walked over and sat down before he started with Bobbie, binding her ankles tightly together and her legs below her knees before he pushed a rolled-up cloth into her mouth. He then moved to the other side of Samantha and bound Billie in the same way, gagging her before he secured their mother’s ankles and legs as well.

“Do you know who we are?”

“I do, but Hell does not care,” the masked man said before he pushed the cloth into her mouth as well and then passed a final rope around the ankles of all three of them.

Looking round the room, he listened to the sound of leather squeaking, and quiet sobbing, before he walked over to Veronica and untied her ankles.

“Nobody moves, nobody tries to speak,” he said as he looked round the room, “or else you will see how bad Hell can be.”

“Whllbhehhrrr,” Alice said as Daisy and Samantha looked at each other, and then she said to the girls “jhsstshtqhhehthe, hlrht?” As they all nodded, Hell helped Veronica to stand up and walked her out of the room, and down the corridor before they walked into an office.

“I am going to take the cloth from your mouth – are you going to make Hell angry?”

Veronica slowly shook her head as he pulled the soaking wet cloth out, taking a moment to breathe before she said “you are either very brave or very stupid. You do know who my husband is?”

“I do – and your son-in-law, and the husbands of the other two women. But I am Hell, and I have reasons for all I do.”

“What reasons?”

“I am called Hell because life has been Hell for me, and for my family. This has made me who I am, this is what has brought me here today – so if you want to know why I am Hell, ask the question.”

The older woman looked at him, and said quietly “who drove you to this?”

“Give me the combination to the safe, and I will tell you my story.”



“GHRRHNNNN!”

Victoria called out as Hell walked Victoria back in, now with bands of rope holding her arms against her sides.

“Are you girls all right,” she said as she looked round the room, Bobie and Billie nodding as they rubbed their heads on their mother’s arms. As she sat down, Hell took the rope up again and secured her ankles together, the rope squeaking again before he secured her legs together below her knees.

“Listen carefully – the man,” she said as she looked at Hell,” is going to let you have a drink, and then he is going to use more ropes to make sure you cannot escape, as well as keep you very quiet. You have all been very brave – and it has been a very different birthday for Victoria – but I promise you, you will all be safe. All right?”

“Whtsghhnhmhm,” Daisy said as she looked over, the cloth almost grey in her mouth.

“I’ll explain once the girls have been taken care of,” Victoria said as Hell left the room for a moment and then eased the cloth from Geri’s mouth, letting it fall to the floor with a hard plop. “You’re not going to scream are you,” he said as he stroked her hair away from, her head.

“No,” she whispered as he allowed her to take a drink from the glass, then released her from Victoria before he helped her to stand up. He then walked over to where Bobbie and Billie were sitting with their mother, taking the cloth from their mouths as well before he let them have a drink of water.

Helping them both to stand, he said “they are coming with me for the moment. I am going to allow the adults to speak, but the teenagers remain as they are – and I don’t want to hear any raised voices, understood?”

The three older women nodded as one by one he drew the cloths from their mouths, Daisy shaking her head before she whispered, “Mum what did you both talk about?”

“I’ll explain later,” Veronica said quietly as the man said, “Hell says jump to the door.”

They watched as Daisy, Billie and Bobie jumped pt he door and pout into the corridor, before Hell lifted them up the stairs one by one. Samantha wriggled round before she said, “all right, how do we make sure he pays.”

“We don’t.”

All three looked at Veronica as she said “he told me where he was from, why he does this, and who drove him to it – and he told me that person has also attacked his mother and sister. This is vendetta – and in some ways, we are the key to his revenge.

“I know it means we are tied up, gagged – and that is going to be more secure – but we need to explain to our partners why this has happened.” Looking at the teenagers, she said “you are going to be in here with me and Alice, while Daisy and Samantha are kept with the younger girls. All right?”

Victoria looked at the others, and then nodded as they listened to the sounds from upstairs – before Hell came back down, and looked at Victoria, before he took longer ropes from his bag and used one to secure her arms against her sides, forming two bands, before he removed her gag and let her have a drink.

“Where have you put my sister and her friends,” she whispered.

“They are safe, and their mothers will join them,” Hell said before he helped Victoria to lie on the floor, and then pulled her ankles back, securing them to the ropes holding her arms against her sides, before he made Melanie stand up and started to secure her arms to her sides.

A few minutes later, the four teenagers were lying on the floor, their ankles bent back and secured to their chest ropes before Hell took a roll of white tape, tearing strips off and pressing them firmly down the mouths of the girls so that they could not talk.

“Are you all right,” Alice asked Melanie, Mel and Emma, the three girls nodding as Hell helped the older woman to stand up and made her jump over to the other couch. Sitting her down, he took another longer rope and forced her arms against her sides, before he helped her to lie on her side on the couch, placing a pillow under her head as it rested on the arm of the chair.

“Peeling a length of tape from the roll, he waited as Alice said “Veronica says you have your reasons. I hope she is right.”

“I have – and I am Hell because life has made me this way,” he said before he pressed the tape down over her lips, covering her chin as he looked at Veronica. Walking over, he made her lie on her side as well before tape gagging her and then helping Daisy and Samantha to stand up and binding their arms against their sides as well.

“Come with me,” he said quietly, the two women jumping to the staircase and then pushing themselves up the stairs before he helped them to stand again, and frog marched them to the master bedroom.

“Hllhlhmhmhm.”

Daisy sighed as she saw Geri, Bobbie and Billie lying on the bed, the tape over their mouths and the rope holding their arms against their sides while ropes ran from their bound ankles to the foot of the bed.

“Well, at least you are all right,” Samantha said as Hell helped them to sit against the wall and then tape gagged both of them before he closed the door and left them there.

Walking slowly down the stairs, he went back into the front room and checked the bindings of the others, before he looked at Veronica.

“I know I have brought hell here – but you know why, don’t you?”

She nodded, watching him as he picked up the bag and left the room. She listened to the sounds outside before the front door opened and closed, and Alice said “Shwhwhthshghnnhn?”

“Rhfhnj…”





Several hours later, the four women were sitting round the kitchen table as four men came in.

“How are the girls,” Veronica asked.

“They will cope – Victoria’s friends will tell their parents they were caught up in a robbery and that is all. The other girls know this is a family matter now.”

“So, you believe what he told me?”

“I checked,” Samantha’s husband said, “and what he says tracks. He’s overstepped the line – badly. I know it’s a loss to you, Veronica, but we will make sure the right person pays the price.”

“That was all he asked…”



“Mum, he’s left the house – I’ll keep an eye out, but I do not think you will ever see him again.

“No – no I don’t think it is right for me to come home, but at least I can visit you at home now – enjoy the rest of your break,” he said as he put the phone down and looked at he paper, the report of the man who had been attacked and badly beaten open as he smiled…

[zarquon]

Good job KP, thank you!

[DGirl]

I agree. Great one as always KP!