UBS - Family Challenge (MF/Ffm)

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Friday
UBS Headquarters

Bill watched the middle-aged woman walking out, her great coat covering the tops of her boots, her dark roots starting to show on her long bleached blonde hair, and then looked at John as he came out of the office.

“Who was that?”

John looked at the paperwork and said “Hmm – oh Mrs Travers. She was returning the consent forms for an experience she has booked for a week tomorrow.”

“Oh – anything special?”

“Depends – how would you feel about putting on a Geordie accent for a few hours?”

“A Geordie accent?”

“Indeed – she has asked Universal Bondage Scenarios to – well, arrange for her, her sisters and their families to be visited by Jay Edwards and Mrs McPhee.”

Bill stared at his work partner and said “seriously?”

“Seriously – so three women, five girls of varying ages, and one boy. I’ll explain the scenario in a couple of hours – can you call Gail in? She doesn’t need to put on an accent for this role.”

Saturday
Eight days later
11 am

Virgnia Travers opened the front door of her house and stood to one side as her eleven- and ten-year-old daughters ran in and up the staircase. Joan, the youngest, had long blonde wavy hair, and was wearing a black t-shirt with a white floral design on the front, and jeans which were tucked into mid-calf black felt boots that had a fur trim. Jean, the eleven-year-old girl, had slightly darker long blonde hair, and was wearing a long-sleeved grey top with black polka dots, and darker jeans which were ticked into a pair of black leather short boots.

“Don’t make too much mess – the others will be here soon,” Virginia said as she carried the swimming bags into the kitchen. Their mother was wearing a grey striped t-shirt with a round neck, and ripped jeans which had the lower legs tucked into a pair of crema leather knee high boots.

Dropping the bag on the floor, she opened the front of the washing machine and put the costumes and towels in, adding a soap capsule before she closed the door and turned the machine on. It was just after she had filled the kettle and plugged it in that there was a knock on the front door.

Smiling, she walked along the hallway and opened the door – then walked slowly backwards, her hands in the air as the five new arrivals walked in. They were wearing blue boiler suits, black boots and leather gloves, and black balaclavas – and one of them was pointing a gun at her as he said in a Geordie accent “Hello Virginia – let’s not raise the alarm, shall we?”

“Oh my god,” Virginia whispered, “who are you?”

“My name is Jay Edwards,” the masked man said, “and we have some business to conduct here today. Where are your daughters?”

“Upstairs…”

Jay nodded as he looked at one of his companions – a masked woman – and said “Mrs McPhee, invite the young ladies to join us.”

“Aye,” she said in a soft Scottish accent as she went up the stairs, one of the men accompanying her with a canvas bag. Jay smiled as he said “now, kindly put your hands behind your back, Veronica, and we can begin…”

Virginia nodded as she slowly lowered her hands, one of the other two masked men walking behind her before she felt him crossing her wrist, and then the rope as they were bound tightly together. Jay then indicated she should walk into the front room, and then take a seat on a long couch before he knelt down and produced more rope, securing her ankles tightly together and then her legs below her knees, passing the rope between her legs at each point to make the securing tighter. Virginia tried to mov er legs, but all that happened was a squeaking sound before she heard the sound of ripping ape, and then saw the silver length between Jay’s gloved hands.

“Lips together, Virginia.”

As she felt the tape tugging on the skin round her mouth when it was pressed down, she heard footsteps on the stairs and then saw Joan and Jane walk in the front room, their hands behind their backs and silver tape over their mouths as well. “Hae a seat next tae yer moffer,” Mrs McPhee said as the two girls sat either side of Virginia, watching as the masked woman knelt down and bound their ankles tightly together as well, and then their legs below their knees.

“Whthhphnsnh,” Virgina said to Jay.

“Now we wait,” he said with as mile as she kissed Joan and Jane on their heads.

“Hfhhnhfhnn?”

“Yhhsmhm,” Joan said as the tape crinkled over her mouth, “whhndhwhhtt?”

“Lhthhrrr,” Virgnia said as she heard a car pull up. “Hshsnnhhndphllhlhn.”


“Did you enjoy the walk in the woods,” Ruth Duncan said as she brought the car to a halt and got out, opening the rear door to allow her twin seven-year-old daughters to get out of their car seats. Esther had a small bow fixed in her long blonde hair, and was wearing a dark denim blouse, the sleeves rolled up, and grey jeans with red wellington boots. Her twin sister Naomi had a white floral headband holding her hair back, and was wearing a grey cardigan over a white top, a knee length denim skirt and her own red wellington boots.

Ruth had long dark brown hair, and was wearing a red cardigan over a white top, grey leggings, and black knee length wellingtons. Locking the car, she walked with the girls to the front door of the house, opened it, went in – and then held them as she saw the masked woman standing in the hallway, smiling as she said “Well hello thair – and who would ye be?”

“Mummy,” Esther said as she looked up at her mother, “is this a nice masked lady?”

“I think she is,” Ruth said quietly, “This is Esther and Naomi – where are Virginia and her girls?”

“Ach, then ye will be Ruth,” the woman said, “mah name is Mrs McPhee – mah friend Jay and others are here because we need tae do something here today – so all three of ye are gonna hae tae be kept together and quiet. So, dinnae be afraid, and put yer hands together in prayer.”

“Do as Mrs McPhee says, girls,” Ruth said quietly, watching as Esther and Naomi put their hands together, before the masked woman used a roll of silver tape to hold their wrists together in front of them. She then put her own hands together, watching as the tape was wrapped tightly round her own wrists, before they walked into the front room.

“Hlllrhf.”

“Virgnia – so this is a robbery?”

As Virgnia nodded, Joan and Jane said together “rhddheee?”

“We are,” Esther said as the three of them sat on a second couch, the two girls either side of their mother, and watched Mrs McPhee as she used lengths of white rope to secure their ankles together, and then the silver tape to make sure their legs stayed together below their knees. Strips of the tape were then pressed down over their mouths, as a man smiled and said “hello there – I’m Jay, and if you all remain calm, this will be a fun afternoon.”

“Whrrssshfhhhndthfhrrss?”

“Chmmnhn…”



“All right then,” David Coates said as he pulled up outside the house, “pick you all up at about eight o’clock?”

“That’s great, love,” his wife Ivy said as she got out of the car. Her long sleeved dark blue top was under a cap sleeved black and white tunic, while her blue leggings were tucked into a pair of knee length black leather riding boots. “Come on you two.”

The rear doors of the car opened as their two children got out. Holly was 13, with the same dark brown hair as he mother, and was wearing a red gull winged top, blue jeans and her own black leather boots in the same style as Ivy. Ten-year-old Gerald was wearing a red fleece, faded blue jeans and brown moccasins.

“All right then – have fun,” their father said as he drove off, Ivy looking at the two children before she said “come on then – they’ll be waiting for us.”

Gerald nodded as they walked to the front door and entered the house, Ivy closing the door behind herself and then turning to see Holly and Gerald looking at her, black leather gloved hands over their mouths as the two boiler suited men held them.

“Ah – the last arrival,” a third masked man said with a smile, “I am Jay Edwards – and you, I take it, are Ivy Coates, making these Holly and Gerald Coates. Am I correct?”

Ivy slowly nodded as she said “please, don’t; hurt them…”

“Do as I say, all will be fine,” Jay said as a fourth man walked behind Ivy, taking her hands behind her back as she felt the rope forcing her wrists together.

“All right – we’ll do whatever you say,” she said as the rope was pulled between her arms, watching as the two men removed their hands from over the younger children’s mouths, and then pulling their hands behind their back as well.

“Have we walked into a robbery, Mum,” Gerald said as he looked at Holly.

“It would appear we have done,” Ivy said quietly, “so we’ll stay calm, all right?” Her children nodded as they were walked into the back room, and she heard young female voices saying “Chmmhnhn” and a Scottish woman say “Just in time for a film – come ahn sit doon.”

“Mrs McPhee will take care of them,” Jay said as she was escorted into the front room, looking at Ruth and Virginia as she said “Well, fancy meeting you here.”

“Ushhnhdhphswhl,” Virginia mumbled as Ivy sat in an armchair, watching as one of the men knelt down and started to bind her ankles and legs together.

“Yeah, we did – what are the children doing?”

“Whchchnphnnhshndhrb.”

“Seriously?” Ivy then heard the them tune and nodded as she watched Jay tear a strip of tape from the roll. “Lips together,” he said with a smile, “we’re going to be here for a while, but we will serve some food before we make sure you really cannot interfere in our plans.”

“Fhrhrhnhff,” Ivy said as the tap was pressed down over her lips, and then looked at the other two mothers. “Swhwhwhlwhdh?”

“Chnnuhphtsihnfhmhn,” Virginia said as she looked at Jay,

“Of course,” he said with a smile as he turned the television on, and found a film for the women to watch. “I will place an order for food later…” He stepped outside and took a mobile phone out, smiling as he pressed on a contact.

“John? All good…”


“Mrs McPhee is great fun, Mummy,” Naomi said as she picked up a slice of pizza, “we watched the cartoons, and then jumped around before we came in for the food.”

The children were sitting round the low table in the centre of the room, helping themselves to pizza and chicken strips while their mothers ate their own pizza slices. They had all been released, but Jay, Mrs McPhee and the other masked home invaders were standing round the room, watching them.

“When you have finished,” Jay said, “we’re going to take you all to separate rooms, and make sure you all stay there – nice and quiet and still.” The children looked at each other, as Ivy said “so go to the toilet when you go with us, all right? So who will be first?”

“Well, if you ladies have finished,” Jay said quietly, “we are going to cover your hands first – make it more difficult for you to get free, all right?” The three women nodded as they put their plates down, and then stood up, the children watching as they were handed a half sponge to hold in each hand, before the masked men used the silver tape to cover their fists, before pulling shite socks over their hands and then using white tape to hold the sock tops to their arms.

“Well, we’re not going to get free,” Ruth said as she looked at the other two women, “not without help anyway. And where do you think that will come from?”

“Who can tell,” Virginia said as she rolled her eyes, “so who’s going to be first?”

“I think the last to arrive should go first,” Mrs McPhee said, “so come along, ahl three of you.”

“Good luck,” Ruth said as Ivy and Gerald slowly stood up, Mrs McPhee and two of the men going with them as they walked up the staircase, then waited as the two children went into the bathroom.

“While we wait,” one of the men said “please put your hands behind your back, Mrs Coates.” As Ivy moved them, she felt the gloved hands crossing her wrists and then the rope over the socks as they were secured tightly together.

As Ivy came out, she saw Mrs McPhee holding a pair of socks as she said “Ah’m going to put these over your hands and tape them like yer mother, and then I want you to put your hahns behind your back as well.”

“Okay,” Ivy said as she watched the masked woman pull the socks over her hands and taped them in place, then put her hands behind her back, feeling the rope on her own wrists as Gerald came out, looking at his mother and sister.

“You look – different,” he said as Mrs McPhee covered his hands and then took his hands behind his back, staring as the two masked men passed rope round Ivy and Holly’s arms and pulled it tight under their chests, then took the rope round their upper arms as well.

“So will you,” Holly said as she watched Mrs McPhee secure her brother’s wrists behind his back, and then secure his arms to his sides in the same way as her and her mother. He twisted his body round as Mrs McPhee opened a bedroom door, and said “come in here – Holly, you and your mother are to sit on the bed, and Gerald you sit against the wall.”

They walked in and sat where they were told to, Gerald watching as one of the masked men knelt down and started to bind his ankles together, watching as his mother and sister had their ankles and legs secured in the same way as his, hearing the leather squeaking and feeling a very strange, new feeling as he saw them twist round.

Mrs McPhee smiled as she came over, a folded cloth in her hand as she said “think clean thoughts, young man – now open your mouth.” Gerald felt the cloth on his tongue as it was pushed into his mouth, and then the tug on the skin round his mouth as the white tape was pressed firmly over it.

He then watched as the two masked men gagged his mother and sister in the same way, before they both lay on their sides, their heads at the bottom of the bed as they looked at Gerald.

“Now, don’t move,” Mrs McPhee said, all three of them nodding as the three masked intruders left the room – in time to see Esther come up with Ruth and Naomi.

“You want to keep your wellingtons on?”

“We do,” Esther said as the two young girls went into the bathroom. “So what is going to happen to us?”

“Cross your wrists in front of yourself,” Mrs McPhee said, Esther watching as the masked woman used rope to secure her wrists together, and then one of the masked men ensured her arms stayed against her sides with two bands of rope.

“Comfy,” Esther said quietly as the girls came out, looking at her as Ruth said “cool – are you going to do the same to us?”

“Aye,” Mrs McPhee said as the men covered their hands with the socks and taped them to their arms, then bound their wrists together in front of them and wrapped ropes round their upper bodies. They were then walked into another room and helped to lie on the large bed, Esther in the middle and Ruth and Naomi at her sides.

They watched as Mrs McPhee and the two men bound their ankles together with rope, the cords rubbing on the rubber boots as the material was compressed round their ankles, and then their legs were secured together below their knees, before a rope was tied round the bands holding their arms in place, down and round the rope at their wrists, legs and ankles, and then secured to the foot of the bed.

“Noo then,” Mrs McPhee said as she covered their mouths with strips of the white medical tape, “lay nice and quiet, and you can have fun when you are told, all right?” All three nodded as they left, closing the door behind themselves as Jay walked up with Joan and Jane.

“Would you make sure the girls have their hands covered before they come down please?”

“Of course,” Mrs McPhee said as the two girls went into the bathroom, Jay smiling as he went back down to find one of the other men securing their mother’s wrists together behind her back, and then lashing the ropes round her arms and chest.

“So Ivy and Esther and the families?”

“Comfortable and quiet,” Jay said with a smile, “now, before you sit down on the floor, we need to keep you quiet. Open your mouth as wide as you can.”

“Can I just say thank you – for everything?”

Jay smiled and said “thank you – now open your mouth.”

When Joan and Jane came back into the room, Virgnia could see they had their hands behind their backs, and the bands of rope holding their arms against their sides at their stomachs and upper body – just as she had been bound.

“Rhddhhdghls?”

“Yeah, we’re ready Mum,” Jane said as she saw the white tape covering her mother’s mouth, and the rope round her ankles and below her knees as she lay face down on the floor, her head resting on a pillow. There was a pillow either side of her, Jay smiling as he said “Your turn girls – but first, Mrs McPhee, will you do the honours?”

“Of course – open wide girls,” the masked woman said before she pushed a compressed sponge ball into each of their mouths, and then covered them with the white tape from cheek to cheek, while Jay pulled Virginia’s ankles back and tied them to the ropes round her chest. She watched as Joan and Jane were helped to lie face down either side of her, Jany And Mrs McPhee making sure their ankles and legs were secured before they were hogtied in the same way as their mother, the three of them wriggling round as Jay turned the television on to a music channel.

“Now, we must be about our business,” he said quietly, “do not try to escape, understand?”

All three of them nodded as Jay said “for half an hour. Gentlemen, Mrs McPhee?”

As the masked intruders left, Virginia said “shwhwhsghnnhthehn?”



Half an hour later, Gerald looked over as the door opened and Mrs McPhee walked in. “Ye can begin,” she said as she nodded, and then closed the door, Holly looking at her mother as she said “wnhhedthghthrhnadsfhrhh.” Gerald nodded as he pushed himself up, Ivy watching and nodding before he started to jump towards them, Holly pushing herself over to the side of the bed ad watching as her brother sat down and started to pick at the tape holding her socks in place with his own covered fingers.



“You may begin,” Jay said as he closed the door, Esther looking at Ruth and Naomi before she started to twist her mouth. The two girls copied her until the tape came away from their mouths, Esther nodding as she said “well done girls – now see if you can get the rope free round my wrists with your teeth.”


In the front room, Virgnia nodded as Joan and Jane started to move their hands, slowly ripping holes in the socks covering their hands before Joan rolled onto her side and started to pick at the ropes holding her mother’s ankles to her chest, while Jane started to try and untie Virginia’s wrists.


“Ghtht,” Holly said as she shook her hands free from the socks, and then Gerald knelt on the floor, putting his mouth close to his sister’s hands as she slowly peeled the tape away from her mouth, and then he spat the wet cloth out before he said “Mum, sis – you look amazing like that.”

“Mhhhrhhrhr – nwwghtmhhhnhdsfhrhh…”


Esther shook her hands free and sat herself up, pulling the ropes up over her head as she said “Thank you – now it’s your turn…”



Virginia let out a sigh of relief as she lowered her legs to the floor and then shook her hands free, rolling over and pulling the tape off her mouth and then easing the soaking wet sponge out as she said “well done girls, let me get you stretched out now…”



Bill and Gail were having a coffee as they heard the footsteps, and then the families came in, Virgnia saying “thank you – it was a draw by the look of things.”

“It was our pleasure,” they said as they stood up, “and thank you for picking USB to have your fun…”

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