What If... After School Special (MF/Ff)

[KP Presents]

Emily Morton smiled as she carried the tray through and placed it on the low table in her front room. The sixty-five-year-old woman was wearing black sleeveless dress, designed in the Chinese style, with a white fern pattern on the silk, her short greying brown hair tightly permed and stell rimmed spectacles over her eyes. She was also wearing a pair of knee length flat soled boots, made from pink silk with a green fern pattern on them.

She looked on the tray, the plates of sandwiches and cakes neatly arranged, and then made her way back to the kitchen, filling the kettle and placing it on the gas ring before she lit the flame underneath and went to fetch a teapot. As the whistle started to blow, she arranged some cups and saucers on a second tray, and then turned the gas off, lifting the kettle and pouring some hot water into the teapot before she put the kettle down and emptied the water down the sink. Adding tea leaves to the pot, she poured the hot water in and stirred it around before putting the lid on the pot – then stood very still as she felt the pressure against her back, and heard the man say quietly “stay quiet, do not make a move or make a sound. Nod if you understand.”

Emily slowly nodded as the voice said “good – now look slowly to the left.” She moved her head and saw a young woman standing there, wearing a denim jacket and jeans with the legs turned up, a black jumper under the jacket and black Dr Marten boots – and a black eye mask over her eyes.

She was also smiling as she aimed a gun at her, before she said, “I’m Sapphire, my friend is Steel – do as he says, you’ll be just fine.”

Emily nodded again as Steel said, “hands behind your back, Madame Morton.” She slowly put her hands behind her back, then bit her lower lip as she felt Steel pull her watch ff her wrist, and then the rope as her wrists were bound tightly together.

“I take it you are robbing me,” she finally said as the rope was pulled between her wrists.

“We are – why?”

“You can see I am expecting my family to call.”

“And we will make sure they are secured with you,” Sapphire said with a smile. “You will be quite – comfortable.”

“Really?”

“Indeed – but secured.”

As she looked down, Emily saw the rope going round her body, feeling it on her arms as they were forced against their sides, and felt the tension as the ends were secured.

“Now, why don’t we make you comfortable – come into the front room,” Stel said, as Emily walked down the corridor -seeing that the telephone had been pulled away from the wall – and then into the room.

“Lie on the couch.”

She walked over to the wooden couch with the fern patterned cream upholstery and sat down, then waited as Sapphire put a cushion on the arm before she lay down with her head on it. She also got her first look at the man that had been called Steel – a tall young man, with grey hair, also wearing a denim jacker and jeans with a black jumper and shoes. Like Sapphire, he was also wearing black leather gloves and an eye mask, He was also carrying a black bag which he placed on the floor, opened it and took out two lengths of brown rope, before he knelt in front of the couch and started to bind her ankles together.

“Now,” Sapphire said with a smile, “do you have a safe?”

“I do – why?”

“Well, my friend Steel is a very good safe cracker – but it will be much better for you if you give me the combination now.”

Emily stared at the masked woman as she felt the rope forcing her legs together below her knees, and then said, “do I have a choice?”

“Of course, you do – but I don’t want you to be hurt in any way. As I said, your choice, Madame Morton.”

Emily thought for a moment and then gave the woman the combination as Steel looked in the bag and took out a roll of brown sticking plaster. Tearing a length free, he came over as Sapphire said, “thank you - now, keep your lips together and relax.”

Emily felt the adhesive tugging on the skin round her mouth, and then looked at the door as she heard a voice call out “have you got the tea made Mum?”

“Hmgghdhdnh,” she mumbled as she twisted round, seeing the brown band as the silk on her lower legs rubbed together – and then she saw a woman in her mid -forties walk in, wearing a red top over a black blouse, a knee length brown skirt and knee length burgundy leather boots. She stopped and stared at the sight of Emily on her side on the couch, as a sixteen-year-old girl came in behind her, staring as she said “gran?”

The younger woman was blonde and was wearing a black and white striped cardigan over a white blouse, blue denim culottes, and black leather boots with a short square heel. She then saw the masked man by the couch, who smiled as he pointed his gun at them and said “hello – may I know your names?”

“Mum, what is going on?”

“Hmbhnnrhhbhd,” Emily said as she twisted on the couch, while the older new arrival said “I think they are robbing your grandmother Rosie. I’m Anne, her daughter – Mum, have they hurt you?”

Emily shook her head as Steel said “Well, Emily, Rosie, we are robbing Madame Morton here – and we need to make sure neither of you can stop us as we go about our task. First, however, I want you to remove your jewellery and hand them to Sapphire, who will make sure they are put to very good use later. We will take your purses as well.”

“Mum…”

“They have guns, Rosie – do as he says,” Anne whispered as she removed her rings and watch, Rosie doing the same as they handed their purses to the masked woman.

“Thank you – now put your hands behind your backs.”

Emily watched as her daughter and granddaughter had their wrists and arms secured in the same way as her, Sapphire taking care of Anne while Steel secured Rosie, the ropes forcing their arms against their sides and framing their chests.

“Good,” Steel said as he tied the ropes off, “now sit on the floor in front of the couch Madame Morton is resting on, and we will secure your legs before we silence you.”

“Mum?”

Emily nodded again as the two women walked over and sat on the floor, hearing the squeak of rope on leather as they both had their ankles secured, and them their legs below their knees, and then heard their grunts as sticking plaster was pressed down over their mouths as well. Anne and Rosie looked at each other as Rosie said “shhwwhtdhwhdhnh?”

“Hdhnttkhn…”

“I recommend you both sit quietly and don’t struggle – that way there are no problems,” Sapphire said as she looked at Steel. The masked man nodded as he left the room, Emily watching him go up the staircase, before Rosie took the money from the two purses and added it to the jewellery she had already collected.

“Mhmhmwhnndhdhthghtuh?”

“Jshhtbhffhrhuhchmhn,” Emily mumbled as she twisted on the couch again, but there was no give in the ropes, no way for he to reach the knots.

“Mhhmhmmhwdhwhgthhtfhthss… Hmhgghdhddjhsshshhi!”

Anne looked to the door as they all heard the front door open and close, and a young girl say, “hey Gran – I brought a couple of friends round.”

“Dhntnthmhnhn,” Anne and Rosie called out, but they sighed as an eleven year old girl came in, wearing a black jumper over an orange blouse with a aide collar, a short tartan skirt, white tights and knee length whit ego-go boots which were tightly laced up the front.

She had long auburn hair, as did the second girl who came in behind her. The new arrival was wearing a yellow blouse with a brown vest design on the main body, a short black skirt, as well as her own white tights and knee length laced go-go boots.

“Wow – is this a robbery,” a third girl said as she came in, Like the other two, she was wearing white laced knee length boots, but she wasn’t wearing tights, her long black hair falling over the shoulders of the black jumper that covered the lilac wide collared blouse, and a tartan short skirt.

“Yes, you have,” Sapphire said as she looked at the new arrivals. “You look a lot like your mother and sister – what is your name?”

“Josie,” the first girl said quietly, “this is Melody and Valerie.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes – why?”

Sapphire shook her head and said, “never mind – my friend is upstairs stealing things from your grandmother, Josie – so that means I have to make sure the three of you cannot raise the alarm before we go.”

“Ids that why my family is tied up and gagged?”

Sapphire nodded as she said “yes – and I have to make sure the three of you cannot stop us as well. I want you to sit next to ach other on the floor, with your hands on your head, and stretch your legs out.”

“We have to do what she says, she has a gun,” Melody whispered, Valerie nodding in agreement as the three girls sat opposite Anne, Rosie and Emily, putting their hands on their heads and stretching their legs out. Sapphire nodded as she brought the bag over, kneeling down and putting the gun on the table before she took lengths of rope out, and one by one made sure the three girls had their ankles secured together, as well as their legs below their knees.

“That tickles,” Valerie said as her gloved hands stroked over her bare legs.

“Well, try not to laugh too much when I silence you all, you need to sit quietly and not struggle.”

“Why?”

“Well, if you struggle you get upset, if you get upset you can feel sick – and once I cover your mouths, being sick may not be possible. So do as I say, all right?” She finished securing Melody’s legs together and then said “good – now I want you to link arms, and out your hands together in prayer in front of yourselves.”

“Come on girls- we’ll be brave together,” Josie said as her mother, grandmother and sister watched the three younger girls link arms, Sapphire then using more rope first to bind their wrists together, and then to secure their wrists to the rope that held their legs together below their knees.

The three girls looked at each other and wriggled round, the boots squeaking as Steel came back in.

“Well, I see we have younger guests – they’re not scared, are they?”

“No – but it’s time for them to be quiet,” Sapphire said as one by one she pressed a strip of brown fabric plaster down over the mouths of the three younger girls, keeping them quiet as Stell packed the bag and picked it up.

“Thank you, Madame Morton,” he said as the two masked intruders left, the room listening as the front door opened and closed before Emily started to twist round, and rubbed her mouth on the cushion her head was resting on, while Anne and Rosie turned and looked over their shoulders as they tried to pick at the knots for the ropes holding their upper bodies secured.

Josie looked at Melody and Valerie, the other two nodding before they bent their legs at the same time and leaned forward, trying to get at the edge of the sticking plaster that was keeping them quiet. All had one thought - who would get free first…