The Games Player: Holiday Home (M/Fmf)
Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 4:44 pm
I had been doing a lot of research into the family of property developer Phillip Wayne recently, following seeing some articles where they showed him and his family in their Kensington townhouse – and in their Dorset holiday home, which had a separate housekeeper. I was planning to be in the area on business the next week anyway, so I started to formulate a plan to visit the Wayne family – and their housekeeper – and get them all involved in a game of robbers…
The house itself was on the top of a small hill that led down to a private beach, isolated, and as such I decided to park a distance away and walk the rest of the distance with my rucksack on. I was wearing a dark blue cagoules, a white jumper, black pants and hiking boots, as well as black gloves – but as I approached the detached house, I looked from side to side and then slipped up the driveway as unobtrusively as possible, stopping at the side of the house to pull the stocking down over my head before I tried the front door and let myself in.
There had been only one car parked outside – an old Mini Cooper- so I figured if anyone was going to be home, it would be the housekeeper and her two sons. Closing the door, I could hear some music playing in the house – but not from the front room, and as I walked along, I realized that some of the sounds were coming from the kitchen. So, naturally, I headed in that direction.
As I looked in the kitchen, I saw a woman in her early forties standing by the sink, obviously preparing some vegetables. She had long dark brown hair and was wearing a pale blue dress, black leggings and knee length loose taupe boots. I could also see two layers of a grey scarf at the back of her neck, under her hair.
I watched as she put the knife she was using down, turned round – and then gripped the edge of the work surface with her hands as I said “please, remain calm – and don’t go for that knife. It would not end well.”
“Who… Who are you?”
“Someone who wants to play a game with you, your sons – and the Wayne family when they return. Do you understand?”
She looked at me and whispered “no -not that game, please?”
“Do not be afraid – I need you to remain calm and tell your sons this is a game you will all be playing, and that way nobody gets into any trouble. I will take care of all of you first, and when the family come home, I will – persuade Mrs Wayne to do the same as you. Now, what is your name?”
“Annika…”
“And your sons?”
“Karl and Stefan…”
I smiled as I said “good – turn round, Annika, and stand still with your hands behind your back.”
As Annika slowly turned round, I put my bag on the table and drew out a length of rope, before I walked behind her and crossed her wrists, then used the rope to secure them tightly together. She looked over her shoulders, and then said “it’s tight…”
“Is it uncomfortable?”
Annika shook her head as I took a longer rope and doubled it over, then wrapped it round her body and formed tow bands that held her arms tightly against her sides, stretching her dress over her chest. I had noticed the scarf she was wearing was a long, thin grey rectangle which went several times around her neck and hung low in front of her, where it was trapped by the bands of rope.
“So, what happens now?”
“Where are your sons?”
“Upstairs in our rooms…”
“Well, let’s go and join them.” I picked up my bag and indicated that Annika should walk in front of me, as we went up the stairs and into a large living room. There were two boys sitting there - one was about twelve years old, and was wearing a grey sweater, jeans and dark blue trainers, while the other eight years old, also wearing jeans, but with a blue jumper and light blue trainers.
They both looked at their mother as I said, “hello boys – listen to your mother, she is going to tell you what is going to happen.”
“Mummy?”
“Stefan,” Annika said as she looked at the younger boy, “this man is playing a game of robbers with us, and as you can see, he has already started to get me ready to play the game. I want you to let him do to you what he does to me, because the bad robber has to make sure none of us can raise the alarm or stop him. All right?”
The two boys looked at each other, and then nodded as I said to Annika “Sit on the floor in front of the couch. You can watch and make sure I do not hurt the boys. “You must be Stefan and Karl – please come here and stand in front of your mother, and I will do to your wrists and arms what I have done to hers.”
“Does it hurt, Mum,” Karl said as he and his young brother walked over.
“No – it just feels funny to begin with,” Annika said as I made sure the two boys and their wrists tightly secured behind their backs, and then longer ropes to hold their arms against their sides. They looked at each other and then at their mother as they sat either side of her, watching as one by one I made sure their ankles were secured tightly together, and then their legs below their knees.
As I used more rope to make sure they had their ankles secured to each other, and then tie the boy’s arms to their mother’s, I said “now, the bad robber needs to have a look around here, then round the whole house, so he needs you all to be quiet.”
“How will you do that,” Karl said as Annika tried to move her legs, the boys’ ankles moving with them as her boots squeaked.
“I am going to use this,” I said as I produced from my bag a roll of silver tape. Peeling a length off and tearing it free, I stuck it down over Karl’s mouth and said, “Does that hurt?”
“Nhhtthnshtshbhd,” he mumbled as I did the same to Stefan, and then to their mother, before Is aid “now, I will put the television on, and you can watch something to keep you all entertained. In a while, I will look in, and that will be the signal to start to try and get free, all right?”
All three of them nodded as I heard a car draw up, sand looked out of the window. Annika looked at me as I said “ah – I see Mrs Wayne and her daughters are back. I am going to get them to play the game as well.”
“Whllthshshhs?”
“Would you like them to see you?”
Annika raised an eyebrow as the boys nodded, and I said “very well – they will see you before I make sure they stay in the main bedroom. Now, enjoy the film.” I left them in the room, closing the door and carrying my bag, before I slowly walked down the stairs.
“Annika?”
I stood at the top of the stairs and watched as Mrs Mary Wayne stood in the hallway. She had long black hair in two plaits, and was wearing a short black jersey dress, dark hose and black high heels, a black velour shawl over her shoulders. She looked round and then headed along the corridor, so I walked quietly down and then looked in the front room, seeing her three daughters who were sitting and talking.
The oldest, Cynthia, was thirteen years old, a white floral band holding back her curled blonde hair and was wearing a grey dress with elbow length sleeves and a lace belt tied round her waist, white leggings and grey slippers.
The other two girls were ten years old Eleanor and eight years old Michelle – both girls were wearing grey cardigans over a dress with a white top that was covered in black polka dots and a lace skirt, as well as white leggings and light grey sandals. Eleanor also had a white hairband holding back her blonde hair, while Michelle’s curly hair hung loose.
I walked in and slowly closed the door as Michelle looked round, and said “who are you?”
“Me? Well, may I sit down and tell you what I have been doing, while you three sit on the couch?”
As they sat next to each other, I sat opposite and said “you see, your mother and Annika hired me to play a very special game with you and the boys. I arrived earlier, and made sure Annika, Karl and Stefan were all playing – and now, I am here to make sure you can play as well.”
“A gamer? What sort of game?”
“Well,” I said as I looked at Eleanor, “what do I look like?”
“You look like a bad man,” Cynthia said, “are you?”
“Not really no – but I am pretending to be one. Now, that means as a man who is a robber, I need to make sure nobody can raise the alarm. Can you guess how?”
“You tie them up and stop them talking?”
“Exactly, Eleanor. So, before your mother comes back in, I want to get you all playing by making sure you cannot move your hands and arms.” I opened my bag and handed them each a length of rope, and said “tell me what that feels like.”
“Soft” Eleanor said, “but what do you do with it?”
“I’ll show you,” I said as I took the rope, doubled it over, and secured her wrists together in front of herself so that they could not be moved apart. Cynthia and Michelle watched as I tied the ends off, and said “does it hurt?”
“No…”
“So do you think I should do the same to your sisters?”
Eleanor nodded as I bound Cynthia’s wrists together, and then Michelle’s before I said “of course, you can still lift your hands up and down – so I need to use another rope to stop you doing that. Who would like to be first?”
“Annika must be upstairs with the boys- so I’ll… WHAT THE?”
As Mary Wayne stood in the doorway of the room, she saw Cynthia, Eleanor and Michelle sitting on the couch, their wrists tied together in front of themselves and rope holding their arms against their sides – but they were smiling as Cynthia said “thank you for this game, Mum – are you going to play as well?”
“Yes, she is – aren’t you Mrs Wayne?”
As she turned and saw me standing there, she whispered “oh my god – this is a robbery, isn’t it?”
“Yes – so play along,” I whispered, Mary nodding as she said out loud “I guess I’m going to be tied up as well – do I put my wrists behind my back?”
“Yes – when I make sure none of you can raise the alarm, I will make sure the girls cannot move in a different way. For now, look at them, and I will secure your wrists and arms.”
Mary nodded as she turned and talked to the girls, while I made sure her wrists were firmly bound together behind her back, and then the bands of rope held her arms against her sides, trapping her shawl as well.
As she turned round, she said “I guess this is how we are all going to be for a while. Where are Annika and the boys?”
“Upstairs – I’ll show you in a little while, “I said with a smile. “But to do that, all of you need to come with me to their rooms. Follow your mother, girls.”
As the three of them stood up, I motioned to Mary to lead the way, all of them walking up the stairs in front of me before I stopped and knocked on the door to Annika’s rooms.
“I have someone here who wants to see you,” I said as I opened the door, Cynthia and Eleanor looking at Karl and Stefan as they wriggled next to their mother.
“Oh my – you really are tied up and gagged,” Cynthia said. “You look cute like that, all helpless and wriggling.”
Karl blushed as he wriggled his arms and legs, making Annika move and Stefan as he blushed at the way Eleanor was looking at him.
“Hmmsshhrrmhsswhhn,” Annika mumbled through the tape.
“So long as you are having fun playing the game,” Mary said as the two older girls went to look at the boys, Michelle standing with her mother with her head against Mary’s side.
“Do we look cute like this as well,” Cynthia said to Karl, the young boy blushing even more and nodding as he looked at her.
“Well, when I give the word, perhaps the boys will manage to get free and rescue both of you?”
The boys nodded as I walked the other captives out of the room, and we went into the master bedroom. I invited Mary to stand by the side as I helped the three girl to lie on the king size bed, and she watched as I used more ropes to secure their ankles together, their legs together below their knees, their wrists to that band of rope round their legs, and their ankles to the foot of the bed.
I then used the grey tape to cover their mouths, before I said, “do you want to be blindfolded as well?” The three girls nodded and closed their eyes as I pressed tape down over their eyelids as well, Mary looking at them as they wriggled round.
“Now,” I said quietly, “why don’t you show me where your valuables are, and then I can make sure you play the game as well.”
“Do I have a choice?”
“No…”
Thirty minutes later, I was covering Mary’s eyes with the grey tape, a strip already covering her mouth as she sat on the floor, ropes holding her ankles together and her legs below her knees. “I’m going to turn the radio on,” I said as I stood up, “the news is on in forty minutes. When you hear it, that is the time to try and get free – whoever manages it first gets a prize in the kitchen.”
The three girls nodded as the music came out of the radio, and I took my bag with me out of the room, walking along and looking in on Annika and the boys.
“You may start now,” I said as Annika nodded and kissed her sons on the head, while I closed the door and went out.
There is a small postscript – you may remember that online chat room of those who Janna an di have visited? We were looking at it two weeks later when we saw a story of that visit booked – Cynthia had been the first to manage to get free, before freeing the girls and then the boys as Eleanor freed their mother. It ended with a photo of the five of them playing another game of robbers – Cynthia in a white vest and jeans, Karl in a yellow polo shirt and jeans, Eleanor in a white top and jeans, Michelle in a blue top and jeans, and Stefan in a red top and grey jeans. All of them were sitting in a row, their hands behind their backs, and bands of silver tape holding their arms against their sides, their ankles and legs, and over their mouths – but their eyes were shining, and they were happy.
The house itself was on the top of a small hill that led down to a private beach, isolated, and as such I decided to park a distance away and walk the rest of the distance with my rucksack on. I was wearing a dark blue cagoules, a white jumper, black pants and hiking boots, as well as black gloves – but as I approached the detached house, I looked from side to side and then slipped up the driveway as unobtrusively as possible, stopping at the side of the house to pull the stocking down over my head before I tried the front door and let myself in.
There had been only one car parked outside – an old Mini Cooper- so I figured if anyone was going to be home, it would be the housekeeper and her two sons. Closing the door, I could hear some music playing in the house – but not from the front room, and as I walked along, I realized that some of the sounds were coming from the kitchen. So, naturally, I headed in that direction.
As I looked in the kitchen, I saw a woman in her early forties standing by the sink, obviously preparing some vegetables. She had long dark brown hair and was wearing a pale blue dress, black leggings and knee length loose taupe boots. I could also see two layers of a grey scarf at the back of her neck, under her hair.
I watched as she put the knife she was using down, turned round – and then gripped the edge of the work surface with her hands as I said “please, remain calm – and don’t go for that knife. It would not end well.”
“Who… Who are you?”
“Someone who wants to play a game with you, your sons – and the Wayne family when they return. Do you understand?”
She looked at me and whispered “no -not that game, please?”
“Do not be afraid – I need you to remain calm and tell your sons this is a game you will all be playing, and that way nobody gets into any trouble. I will take care of all of you first, and when the family come home, I will – persuade Mrs Wayne to do the same as you. Now, what is your name?”
“Annika…”
“And your sons?”
“Karl and Stefan…”
I smiled as I said “good – turn round, Annika, and stand still with your hands behind your back.”
As Annika slowly turned round, I put my bag on the table and drew out a length of rope, before I walked behind her and crossed her wrists, then used the rope to secure them tightly together. She looked over her shoulders, and then said “it’s tight…”
“Is it uncomfortable?”
Annika shook her head as I took a longer rope and doubled it over, then wrapped it round her body and formed tow bands that held her arms tightly against her sides, stretching her dress over her chest. I had noticed the scarf she was wearing was a long, thin grey rectangle which went several times around her neck and hung low in front of her, where it was trapped by the bands of rope.
“So, what happens now?”
“Where are your sons?”
“Upstairs in our rooms…”
“Well, let’s go and join them.” I picked up my bag and indicated that Annika should walk in front of me, as we went up the stairs and into a large living room. There were two boys sitting there - one was about twelve years old, and was wearing a grey sweater, jeans and dark blue trainers, while the other eight years old, also wearing jeans, but with a blue jumper and light blue trainers.
They both looked at their mother as I said, “hello boys – listen to your mother, she is going to tell you what is going to happen.”
“Mummy?”
“Stefan,” Annika said as she looked at the younger boy, “this man is playing a game of robbers with us, and as you can see, he has already started to get me ready to play the game. I want you to let him do to you what he does to me, because the bad robber has to make sure none of us can raise the alarm or stop him. All right?”
The two boys looked at each other, and then nodded as I said to Annika “Sit on the floor in front of the couch. You can watch and make sure I do not hurt the boys. “You must be Stefan and Karl – please come here and stand in front of your mother, and I will do to your wrists and arms what I have done to hers.”
“Does it hurt, Mum,” Karl said as he and his young brother walked over.
“No – it just feels funny to begin with,” Annika said as I made sure the two boys and their wrists tightly secured behind their backs, and then longer ropes to hold their arms against their sides. They looked at each other and then at their mother as they sat either side of her, watching as one by one I made sure their ankles were secured tightly together, and then their legs below their knees.
As I used more rope to make sure they had their ankles secured to each other, and then tie the boy’s arms to their mother’s, I said “now, the bad robber needs to have a look around here, then round the whole house, so he needs you all to be quiet.”
“How will you do that,” Karl said as Annika tried to move her legs, the boys’ ankles moving with them as her boots squeaked.
“I am going to use this,” I said as I produced from my bag a roll of silver tape. Peeling a length off and tearing it free, I stuck it down over Karl’s mouth and said, “Does that hurt?”
“Nhhtthnshtshbhd,” he mumbled as I did the same to Stefan, and then to their mother, before Is aid “now, I will put the television on, and you can watch something to keep you all entertained. In a while, I will look in, and that will be the signal to start to try and get free, all right?”
All three of them nodded as I heard a car draw up, sand looked out of the window. Annika looked at me as I said “ah – I see Mrs Wayne and her daughters are back. I am going to get them to play the game as well.”
“Whllthshshhs?”
“Would you like them to see you?”
Annika raised an eyebrow as the boys nodded, and I said “very well – they will see you before I make sure they stay in the main bedroom. Now, enjoy the film.” I left them in the room, closing the door and carrying my bag, before I slowly walked down the stairs.
“Annika?”
I stood at the top of the stairs and watched as Mrs Mary Wayne stood in the hallway. She had long black hair in two plaits, and was wearing a short black jersey dress, dark hose and black high heels, a black velour shawl over her shoulders. She looked round and then headed along the corridor, so I walked quietly down and then looked in the front room, seeing her three daughters who were sitting and talking.
The oldest, Cynthia, was thirteen years old, a white floral band holding back her curled blonde hair and was wearing a grey dress with elbow length sleeves and a lace belt tied round her waist, white leggings and grey slippers.
The other two girls were ten years old Eleanor and eight years old Michelle – both girls were wearing grey cardigans over a dress with a white top that was covered in black polka dots and a lace skirt, as well as white leggings and light grey sandals. Eleanor also had a white hairband holding back her blonde hair, while Michelle’s curly hair hung loose.
I walked in and slowly closed the door as Michelle looked round, and said “who are you?”
“Me? Well, may I sit down and tell you what I have been doing, while you three sit on the couch?”
As they sat next to each other, I sat opposite and said “you see, your mother and Annika hired me to play a very special game with you and the boys. I arrived earlier, and made sure Annika, Karl and Stefan were all playing – and now, I am here to make sure you can play as well.”
“A gamer? What sort of game?”
“Well,” I said as I looked at Eleanor, “what do I look like?”
“You look like a bad man,” Cynthia said, “are you?”
“Not really no – but I am pretending to be one. Now, that means as a man who is a robber, I need to make sure nobody can raise the alarm. Can you guess how?”
“You tie them up and stop them talking?”
“Exactly, Eleanor. So, before your mother comes back in, I want to get you all playing by making sure you cannot move your hands and arms.” I opened my bag and handed them each a length of rope, and said “tell me what that feels like.”
“Soft” Eleanor said, “but what do you do with it?”
“I’ll show you,” I said as I took the rope, doubled it over, and secured her wrists together in front of herself so that they could not be moved apart. Cynthia and Michelle watched as I tied the ends off, and said “does it hurt?”
“No…”
“So do you think I should do the same to your sisters?”
Eleanor nodded as I bound Cynthia’s wrists together, and then Michelle’s before I said “of course, you can still lift your hands up and down – so I need to use another rope to stop you doing that. Who would like to be first?”
“Annika must be upstairs with the boys- so I’ll… WHAT THE?”
As Mary Wayne stood in the doorway of the room, she saw Cynthia, Eleanor and Michelle sitting on the couch, their wrists tied together in front of themselves and rope holding their arms against their sides – but they were smiling as Cynthia said “thank you for this game, Mum – are you going to play as well?”
“Yes, she is – aren’t you Mrs Wayne?”
As she turned and saw me standing there, she whispered “oh my god – this is a robbery, isn’t it?”
“Yes – so play along,” I whispered, Mary nodding as she said out loud “I guess I’m going to be tied up as well – do I put my wrists behind my back?”
“Yes – when I make sure none of you can raise the alarm, I will make sure the girls cannot move in a different way. For now, look at them, and I will secure your wrists and arms.”
Mary nodded as she turned and talked to the girls, while I made sure her wrists were firmly bound together behind her back, and then the bands of rope held her arms against her sides, trapping her shawl as well.
As she turned round, she said “I guess this is how we are all going to be for a while. Where are Annika and the boys?”
“Upstairs – I’ll show you in a little while, “I said with a smile. “But to do that, all of you need to come with me to their rooms. Follow your mother, girls.”
As the three of them stood up, I motioned to Mary to lead the way, all of them walking up the stairs in front of me before I stopped and knocked on the door to Annika’s rooms.
“I have someone here who wants to see you,” I said as I opened the door, Cynthia and Eleanor looking at Karl and Stefan as they wriggled next to their mother.
“Oh my – you really are tied up and gagged,” Cynthia said. “You look cute like that, all helpless and wriggling.”
Karl blushed as he wriggled his arms and legs, making Annika move and Stefan as he blushed at the way Eleanor was looking at him.
“Hmmsshhrrmhsswhhn,” Annika mumbled through the tape.
“So long as you are having fun playing the game,” Mary said as the two older girls went to look at the boys, Michelle standing with her mother with her head against Mary’s side.
“Do we look cute like this as well,” Cynthia said to Karl, the young boy blushing even more and nodding as he looked at her.
“Well, when I give the word, perhaps the boys will manage to get free and rescue both of you?”
The boys nodded as I walked the other captives out of the room, and we went into the master bedroom. I invited Mary to stand by the side as I helped the three girl to lie on the king size bed, and she watched as I used more ropes to secure their ankles together, their legs together below their knees, their wrists to that band of rope round their legs, and their ankles to the foot of the bed.
I then used the grey tape to cover their mouths, before I said, “do you want to be blindfolded as well?” The three girls nodded and closed their eyes as I pressed tape down over their eyelids as well, Mary looking at them as they wriggled round.
“Now,” I said quietly, “why don’t you show me where your valuables are, and then I can make sure you play the game as well.”
“Do I have a choice?”
“No…”
Thirty minutes later, I was covering Mary’s eyes with the grey tape, a strip already covering her mouth as she sat on the floor, ropes holding her ankles together and her legs below her knees. “I’m going to turn the radio on,” I said as I stood up, “the news is on in forty minutes. When you hear it, that is the time to try and get free – whoever manages it first gets a prize in the kitchen.”
The three girls nodded as the music came out of the radio, and I took my bag with me out of the room, walking along and looking in on Annika and the boys.
“You may start now,” I said as Annika nodded and kissed her sons on the head, while I closed the door and went out.
There is a small postscript – you may remember that online chat room of those who Janna an di have visited? We were looking at it two weeks later when we saw a story of that visit booked – Cynthia had been the first to manage to get free, before freeing the girls and then the boys as Eleanor freed their mother. It ended with a photo of the five of them playing another game of robbers – Cynthia in a white vest and jeans, Karl in a yellow polo shirt and jeans, Eleanor in a white top and jeans, Michelle in a blue top and jeans, and Stefan in a red top and grey jeans. All of them were sitting in a row, their hands behind their backs, and bands of silver tape holding their arms against their sides, their ankles and legs, and over their mouths – but their eyes were shining, and they were happy.