The Games Players - The Flat Challenge (MF/Fmf)
Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2025 10:24 pm
The building in question was 38 Castle Mews, a suburban street near the centre of a city centre – an old Georgian house which had been converted into six flats. And on this Saturday lunchtime, Janna and I were standing outside, looking at the main entrance door. We were casually dressed – I was wearing a denim jacket over a grey sweater, jeans and black trainers, and Janna was wearing a black leather jacket over a roll neck sweater, and leggings with over the knee black suede boots.
We also both had rucksacks on our back – and this was because we had accepted what is known to our American friends as the Apartment Challenge – to raid all the flats in one building in one day without being caught. We had researched all the families who lived here, and we felt we were prepared – all we needed was a way into the first front door of the flats.
So, when a tall, broad-shouldered man came out, we walked quickly up the stairs and made our way to the second floor – flats E and F. I produced a coin and tossed it, catching it in my gloved hand as Janna said, “I’ll take the left” and made her way to the front door of Flat E. I smiled as I went to the door of flat F and tried the door handle – surprised to find it open, but I slipped in and closed the door as quietly as possible, before I pulled the stocking down over my head and listened.
I could hear the television was on, and as I looked round the door, I saw Heather and Robert Shore sitting watching television. Heather was nineteen, and her long brown hair fell over the shoulders of her white jumper, a short red skirt and knee length brown leather boots completing her outfit. Robert was thirteen, and he was wearing a white sweatshirt, dark blue jeans and black trainers.
I could also hear sound coming from the kitchen, so I walked along to see their mother Florence preparing some food. She had the same shade of blonde hair as Robert, and was wearing a fawn sweater, a long brown suede skirt and black fabric boots. So, when I said “hello” and she turned round, seeing me with the starting pistol in my hand, she sighed and said, “not again.”
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly, “have we met before?”
“No – but it’s not the first time we’ve been robbed,” Florence said, “so which ne are you?”
“If I said I wanted you to tell your children this was a game we had planned?” She looked at me, and said “well, I know who you are now – but I will not lie to them. I know you will restrain and rob us, and I want them to know that as well.”
I nodded and said “very well then – why don’t I take care of you in here first and then we can discuss the matter with your children…”
I removed my rucksack and walked behind Florence, taking her hands behind her back and securing her wrists together with rope, before I passed rope round her body and forced her arms against her sides. Tying the ropes off, I then walked into the front room with her, Heather and Robert looking at us as Heather said “oh no Mum – not again…”
“I’m afraid so,” Florence said with a smile, “he hasn’t hurt me, but he is going to make sure we cannot move or raise the alarm – so let him do what he is going to do, and then we can at least be together.”
“That’s right,” I said as I put my rucksack down, “so I need you both to stand up with your hands behind your back, and your mother can sit down and get comfortable.”
So, Florence took a seat, crossing her legs as she watched me secure the wrists of her son and daughter together behind their backs, and then tie ropes round their arms and body to make sure they stayed cozy and tightly bound. They then sat either side of their mother, all of them watching as I crossed and secured their ankles together and then secured their legs together below their knees. Robert in particular looked at me as I took the rope between his legs, and said “so what are you going to do to keep us quiet?”
“For now, nothing,” I said as I ted the rope off and stood up, then collected their mobile phones. “You can talk quietly if you want while I search the flat. But if any of you are going to call for help…”
“No, we’ll talk,” Florence said, the other two nodding as I went and searched the bedrooms, funding some very nice pieces of jewellery. When I returned, I saw that Robert had been struggling – with little success, save to have fallen on the floor. So, I helped him to sit back on the couch, before I pushed socks into their mouth and covered their lips with strips of silver tape.
“Now just sit nice and calmly – I’m sure help will come soon,” I said as I closed the door, and went out to see if Janna was there…
As I knocked on the door of Flat E, I pulled the stocking down over my own head and waited as well. It was opened by a twelve-year-old girl with long blonde hair, wearing a blue top with a grey woollen scarf wrapped round her neck, and faded grey jeans tucked into a pair of mid-calf black felt boots. She stared at me through her glasses as she backed into the hallway, watching as I closed the door and said, “hello there -are you Gail?”
“Yes…”
“Well Gail, we’re going to play a game of Robbers – you and your mother.”
“And our friends?”
I looked at her, and said eventually “yes, and your friends – so the bad robber is going to have to secure your wrists together behind your back, and then we go and see your friends before we go and see your mother. All right?”
“And Mum said this would be all right?”
“She did,” I said with a smile as I took a length of cord from my rucksack. Gail nodded as I turned her round, took her hands behind her back, and then secured her wrists together with the rope, before saying “where are your friends?”
“In my room?”
“Well, come and introduce them to me.” I walked down the hallway with Gail and then into a bedroom where two girls were sitting on the bed. One was about a year older than Gail and was wearing a blue hooded top with white polka dots, blue leggings and mid-calf burgundy leather boots. The other girl was about twelve, a red ribbon tied in her long dark hair, and she was wearing a blue denim dress with short sleeves and a tiered skirt, pink tights and light tan leather ankle boots.
“Gail,” she said quietly, “who is this?”
“Apparently Sophie, Mum has booked this actress to be a robber and play a game of Robbers – and since you and Ella are here, you might as well play as well. We can watch a film together if we have to be kept her e- is that all right, Miss Robber?”
“That is a very good idea,” I said as I looked at the other two, “so why don’t we get you all secured on the bed, and then I can put something on for you all to watch quietly?”
“All right - so long as you promise not to hurt us,” Ella said as Gail sat down, and I used more cords to secure the wrists of the other two girls together behind their backs. I then helped them to sit on the bed, Ella on one side of Gail and Sophie on the other, before I tied their arms together, and then secured their ankles as well as their legs below their knees. They all twisted their legs round, Gail looking at the way her boots seemed to get lighter under the tight ropes and the other two girls laughing at the squeaking sound, before I said, “before I forget, where are your mobile phones?”
“Why?”
“So that I have them and you cannot use them to call for help?”
The three girls nodded and looked at the table as I collected their phones and then pressed long strips of white micropore tape down over their mouths before I started a film playing on the computer screen.
“Now stay there” I said as I slipped out and made my way down to the main room. Looking through the door, I could see two older women sitting and talking. One was Gail’s mother Rita, who was wearing a blue top with a coloured scarf tied loosely round her neck, and jeans with the legs tucked into knee length black leather boots. The other woman had long dark hair, like Sophie, and was wearing a yellow blouse over a white top, and lighter blue jeans which were tucked into knee length brown leather boots.
I took a breath and then walked in, saying “hello Rita – don’t be alarmed, both of you, sit nice and still with your hands where I can see them. This is a robbery.”
Rita stared at me, and then said “Gail…”
“Gail and her friends are nice and secure and quiet, watching a film. Is this the mother of her friends?”
Rita nodded as she said “Alice, we need to do what she says, or the girls may get hurt. How did you get them not to raise the alarm?”
“By telling them this was a game – and you need to keep that pretence up,” I said as I put my rucksack down and opened it. “Rita, please stay still for the moment – Alice, stand up and turn round with your hands behind your back…”
“Hllhmhmmhfhnffhn?”
“Yhshshm,” Rita mumbled as I opened the door other daughter’s room and allowed her to see the three girls. Her wrists were secured together behind her back, and bands of rope framed her chest as her arms were held against her sides, white tape over her mouth as well.
“Whrrhsmhmh,” Sophie asked as she looked over.
“Shshsfhnhndphlhnnshswhl,” Rita said as I checked the ropes on the girls and then said “keep watching” before I walked Rita back into the front room. Alice looked over from her armchair, twisting her legs as the leather squeaked, and said “Hwwwhrth?”
“Thrrfhn,” Rita said as I sat her in another armchair and lashed her ankles and legs together, making sure I cinched each binding by taking them between her legs. Smiling, I picked up my rucksack and said “The phones are in the kitchen. Enjoy the game” and made my way out of the flat.
I met Steve outside, and we walked quickly down to the first floor -but as we did Steve saw a young girl come up the stairs. She was wearing a short jacket, with a denim body and grey sleeves, over a peach-coloured top, and faded jeans tucked into short black felt boots. He looked at me as she opened the door to Flat D – and then quickly walked behind her, picking her up and hand gagging her as he walked in, and I looked at the door to Flat C…
She tried to kick me as I carried her in and closed the door behind myself, the thin white band holding back her long dark hair. She certainly tried to scream, and I heard an older girl say “Cassie, are you all right?” A moment later, a teenage girl came out of the front room, wearing a cream top and jeans tucked into a pair of over the knee brown suede boots with a short black heel.
“What the hell…”
“You must be Zara,” I said as Cassie continued to struggle, “your mum booked me to play a very special game with all three of you – is she home at the moment?”
“Not yet – what sort of game?”
“A game of Hostages – did she not tell you?”
She looked askance at me, and then said “no she didn’t – and I don’t believe you…” She then looked again at me as Cassie stared at her, and then said “oh – yeah, I remember her mentioning it now. Cassie, please stop struggling – this is a special game, and I need you to do what I tell you to do. The man is going to pretend to rob us, and he needs to make sure we can’t stop him – so I am going to make sure you can’t, and everything I do to you, he will do to me. All right?”
As the young girl stopped struggling, I said “thank you – I promise you, I am not going to hurt your sister, and she is not going to hurt you. Why don’t we all go into the front room?”
I walked her in and let her go as Zara said “come over here Cassie, and don’t be afraid. I’m going to make sure you can’t move for a while, all right?” As Cassie nodded, I held some ropes in my hands and said, “good girl – let your sister make sure your hands stay behind your back, and your arms stay by your sides, while I make sure she can’t stand up very easily.”
Cassie stood in front of the couch Zara sat on, turning to the side as she slowly took her younger sister’s hands behind her back, while I took more cords from my rucksack and started to bind her ankles together. “You were a Girl Guide,” I said as I watched her take the rope around and between Cassie’s arms.
“Girl Scout, thank you – and I’ve been to enough camps to know what to do,” she said as she tied the ropes off, then passed the longer rope round Cassie’s body as I tied my own rope off, and then started to secure her legs together below her knees.
“There,” Zara said as she pulled the ropes tighter and secured the ends behind Cassie’s back, “is that bad?”
“No – does It hurt for you,” the younger girl said as she looked down at the bands of rope round Zara’s ankles and legs.
“No, it doesn’t hurt -0 and now it is your turn. You sit down and I’ll make sure your legs are just like mine.” As Cassie sat on the couch, Zara slipped onto her knees and took more ropes from me, tying her ankles together as the band made the black seem lighter, and then securing her legs together below her knees. Cassie twisted her legs round, then watched as I made sure Zara had her wrists and arms secured in the same way as her.
“There we go,” I said as I stood up, “now I need to make sure you both stay quiet.”
“Do me first,” Zara said, as I took a strip of brown sticking paster and removed the backing paper, then pressed it down over her mouth and chin. Cassie looked at her as she said “whthtdhuhfhnhk?”
“You sound funny,” she giggled.
“So will you in a minute,” I said as I pressed a second length of plaster over the younger girl’s mouth, and she said “Dhhshnddfhnnhh – hdhh…”
“Now,” I said as I helped them to sit on the floor, their backs against the couch, “just sit nice and quietly while we wait for your mother to come and join the game.” Zara nodded and then rubbed her head on Cassie’s as we waited for a short while.
When their mother Roberta came in, she just stared at the two girls as Zara said “dhwhwhthshshsmhm.” She was wearing a light purple hooded top and blue jeans tucked into her own mid-calf black felt boots – but when I said “why don’t we step outside and get you ready to play the game as well” she turned and looked at me, then slowly nodded as we went into the hallway.
“You haven’t hurt them?”
“No – in fact Zara was a very loving big sister to Cassie as she tied her up,” I said with a smile, “but you know what you need to do with me now, don’t you?”
“Show you where I keep my valuables?”
“Indeed – once we have you secured…”
“MHMMMM!”
The two girls looked at Roberta as I walked in with her, the bands of rope framing her chest and her hands behind her back, the sticking plaster over her mouth as she said “thmmfhrthlhstphrt.”
I helped her toile face down on the floor, a pillow under her head, and then secured her ankles and legs together before I bent her ankles back and secured them to her chest ropes. The girls looked at her – and then at me as I nodded and said, “do you want to?”
They both nodded in return, so I hogtied them either side of her, pillows under their heads and said, “now wait an hour before you try to get free” and made my way out….
I managed to get into Flat D and heard the sounds from the front room, walking over and looking at Cath Jason and her eleven-year-old twin daughters, Sally and Sarah. They had their backs to me, but I could see the white silk bows in the hair of thew two girls, their white tops, and the multicoloured scarves they were wearing.
They were watching Peppa Pig – and then I stood to the side as Cath stood up and came out of the room. She had long dark brown hair and was wearing a white sweatshirt and black leggings tucked into loose tan leather mid-calf boots. She also had a white wool scarf wrapped loosely round her neck, the ends hanging in front of her as she made her way to the kitchen – and I followed her.
As she put some cookies on a plate, I closed the door and watched her as she turned round, putting a finger to my stocking covered lips. “Oh God,” she whispered, “are you who I think you are?”
“That depends on whether you and your daughters are ready to play a game.”
She nodded and said, “we won’t stop you – but let me lead the conversation, all right?” I nodded and said, “so long as you do two things – first, give me your mobile phone.” As she handed it to me, I said “second, do exactly what I say, and keep acting as if this is a game, all right?”
“All right,” she said as she poured some milk into two glasses, put that and the plate on a tray, and then carried it through with me behind her.
“Sally, Sarah,” she said as she came in, “we’re going to play an escape game. This lady is going to make sure it is very difficult for us to move or talk – one you have had your snacks – and then we can see who gets free first. All right?”
I looked at the girls – their tops were actually white dresses, and both of them were wearing black leggings tucked into knee length tan leather belts with zips and buckles. Their scarves were grey with multi coloured spots on them.
“An escape game – all of us,” Sally said as their mother put the tray down and handed them the plate.
“Yes – so let the lady take care of you and she’ll take care of me as well, all right?”
Sally and Sarah nodded as I took some of the cords out of my bag and said “I’ll start by using these to tie your ankles and then your legs together, so that if you try and get off the couch it will be difficult for you to get around. Ready?”
Cath watched as I knelt next to Sarah, the young girl watching as I passed the roe round her ankles and pulled them together, the squeaking sound as I took the rope around and between her legs making her giggle. I then secured her legs before walking round and doing the same to Sally, the two of them twisting their legs round as I said “now, the next thing I have to do is tie your wrists together – but once that’s done, your mum can give your glass to have a drink while I take care of her. Sounds good?”
They both nodded as I tied their wrists together in front of them and Cath gave them the glass of milk to drink from, before she sat between them and held her wrists out for me to secure as well.
I then bound her ankles and her legs below her knees as the girls watched, before she said, “so how do you make sure we do not get off the couch?”
“I am so glad you asked,” I said with a smile as I used another length of rope to secure Cath’s wrists down to the rope below her knees and then went behind her with a longer length of rope, using it to form two bands that framed her chest and forced her arms against her sides.
“Wow – are you going to do that to us as well,” Sarah said as she looked at her mother twisting round.
“I am – once you have both finished your drinks,” I said with a smile, waiting until they had finished their drinks before I took their glasses and put them on the tray – and then I secured their wrists to their legs and their arms to their sides as Cath kissed them both on the head.
“What is the lady going to do now, Mummy,” Sally asked as she looked at me.
“I think she has to make sure we stay quiet,” Cath said as she looked at me. I said nothing but went behind her and took the wool scarf in my hands, rolling it up and then cleave gagging her as the thick band forced her lips apart, securing the ends at the base of her neck and then tying the ends to the top band of rope behind her.
She watched as I gagged the two girls with their scarves in the same way, the thick band pulling back the corners of their mouths as the band kept them nice and quiet. I watched as they rested their head on Sara, and she nodded as I went to search the house…
As I left the flat, I saw Janna was waiting as we walked down the stairs, this time we went in other directions – she went to Flat B and managed to get in while I went to Flat A. This time I knocked on the door, and it was opened by a woman in her late forties, who was wearing a grey long sleeved top with a red and white zig-zag eternity scarf, and faded jeans tucked into knee length black leather boots – and a startled expression as I forced her to walk back in and closed the door behind myself.
“What’s going on,” she whispered.
“Well, I am here to play a game of robbers with you and your children…” I then saw her shake her head as she said, “they’re with their father – I’m – having coffee with my sister and her daughter.”
“I see – well then, let’s make this an old-fashioned normal robbery in that case,” I said as I looked at her, “You are Mavis, correct?” As she nodded, I took rope from my rucksack and said, “all right then Mavis – walk into the front room, arms in the air, and we can get started.”
As we walked in, I saw the other two women – one had long dark brown hair unlike the blonde hair of Mavis, and was wearing a grey top, red pants and brown riding boots with the tops of grey socks just visible, as well as a black and white scarf. Her sixteen-year-old daughter was wearing a blue denim waistcoat, a red jumper and jeans tucked into grey leather boots with a fringed top, ad week as the same style of scarf as Mavis.
“Mandy, Nancy,” she said quietly, “we’re being robbed. He has a gun – jst do as he says, all right?”
They both nodded as I took her wrists behind her back and lashed them tightly together, before using more rope to force her arms against her sides. “You can sit down Mavis – I want Nancy to come and stand in front of me now and give me her mobile phone.”
The young girl stood and walked over handing me her iPhone as I said, “thank you – turn round, hands behind your back.” As she did so,” she said “Mum…”
“I know – just be brave,” the third woman said as she watched me secure her daughter’s wrists and arms, and then walked over herself, hugging her before Nancy sat with her aunt and I began to secure Mandy’s wrists and arms.
As she sat on the long seat next to her daughter, I put my rucksack down and took out more ropes, moving to Mavis first as I crossed and bound her ankles tightly together, and then her legs below her knees, sitting the band on top of the boots before cinching it by taking the rope between her legs. I then moved on to Nancy and secured her ankles and legs in the same way, and finally Mandy before standing up and looking at all three of them.
“Now, do I need to take steps to make sure you three don’t raise the alarm?”
They stared defiantly at me as I walked to the door – but then I heard Nancy shout out “SOMEONE HELP US!! WE’RE BEING ROBBED!!” I walked quickly back, and hand gagged her as I growled “I asked if you were going to be quiet – seeing as you are not, I need to take steps to make sure you do stay quiet.” I took her scarf and pulled it between her lips, forcing back the corners of her mouth as her mother and aunt watched, and then twisted the material at the base of her head before taking it back over her head and blindfolding her with it. I then took silver tape and wrapped it round her head, as the two older women shook their heads.
“I still need to make sure you stay quiet,” I said as I took the scarf from around Mavis’ neck, folded it and cleave gagged her with it, the band sitting between her teeth and lips as I secured the ends at the back of her head. I then gagged Mandy with her scarf in the same way before I left the room again to search the bedrooms.
Coming back in, I then put them all face down on the floor and hogtied them so that their fingers could brush on the heels of their boots, before making my exit to the street outside……
As I closed the door on flat B, I could hear music coming from a bedroom. I walked quietly and looked in to see a fifteen-year-old girl sitting at a desk, reading a book. She was wearing a black dress with a deep round neckline, black tights and black ankle boots, and had long light brown hair.
I quietly closed the door behind myself and walked over, putting a gloved hand on her shoulder as I said “hello – don’t make a sound or raise the alarm, Beth.”
“How do you know my name,” she whispered.
“Your mother – when she hired me to surprise you and your sister like this, she told me how you had wondered what it would belike to be held hostage by a robber. That’s right, isn’t it?” I watched as she nodded, seeing the blush in her cheeks as I said “well, in that case, I need you to put your hands behind your back – we’re going to stage a game of a robbery.”
“Really?”
“Really -now, put your hands behind your back.” I watched as she stood up, heard her control her breathing as I secured her wrists together behind her back, and then the soft gasp as I took the longer rope round her upper body, framing her chest as sheer arms were forced against her sides.
“that’s tight,” she whispered as I tied the ropes off behind her back.
“I know - but it’s not too uncomfortable, is it?” Beth shook her head as I picked up my rucksack and said 2good – now, why don’t we get your mother to start the game before I bring your younger sister in.”
“I think she is in her bedroom,” Beth said as we left the room and walked quietly down the hallway, hearing the laughter from the front room before we looked in the main bedroom, where her mother Tonya was putting clothes away. She was wearing the same style of dress as her daughter, but hers was a deep crimson, as were the tights she was wearing. Her boots were knee length tan leather ones, but her look of shock was total as Beth said “Mum, thank you so much for arranging this game for all of us.”
“Game? What…” She then saw me behind her bound daughter, smiling before she said “Oh, yes – I though this was going to be next week, but at least we are all free this afternoon. Where is Dottie?”
“We’ll get her to play once I have you both secure,” I said with a smile, “so I’m going to ask Beth to sit on the bed and then make sure you are secured Tonya. So please, turn round, and put your hands behind your back.”
“Well, so long as Dottie does play as well,” Tonya said as I crossed and bound her wrists tightly together behind her back and then secured her arms with the bands of rope framing her chest and forcing her breasts out under the dress. I then helped her to lie on her back on the centre of the large bed, Beth watching as I bound her mother’s ankles tightly together and then ran the rope to the wrought iron bedstand at the foot of the bed to make sure she stayed there. I also secured her legs together below her knees, before I said to Beth “sit down next to your mother.”
“You do seem to be enjoying this,” Tonya said as Beth stretched her legs down the bed and watched as I started to bind her ankles together with rope.
“It is exciting – I mean, she hasn’t hurt us, but we really can’t get off the bed easily,” she said as I bent her legs and secured them together below her knees, and then I helped her toile on her side, facing Tonya before I tied her ankles to the foot of the bed as well.
“Now then, I need to get your other daughter in,” I said with a smile, “but I first need to make sure you really cannot raise the alarm. Just relax, and you’ll be fine.”
Beth nodded as she opened her mouth, and I pushed a compressed red sponge ball into her mouth and then covered her lips and chin with a wide strip of white micropore tape. I then walked round and gagged her mother in the same way, before I said, “wait there” and made my way back to the front room.
Dottie, the ten-year-old younger daughter, was watching cartoons on the television. She had lighter brown hair and was wearing a long-sleeved white lace top over a black t-shirt, crimson red leggings and knee length black leather boots. She was watching as Daphne was kidnapped and bound again, as I said “hello – how would you like to be like Daphne?”
She turned and looked at me, before she said “really?”
“Really – your sister and mother are already my hostages in this game, and they want you to be one as well. Do you promise to do what I ask you to do, and not scream for help?”
She slowly nodded as I said “good – but I need to keep you quiet as well. Can you open your mouth as wide as you can?” Dottie did just that as I pushed the compressed sponge ball into her mouth and then covered her mouth and chin with the white tape before I bound her wrists and arms in the same way as the rest of her family.
“Thtsssdhffhrhnt,” she said as I tied the ropes off, “whhtwhlddhffnhhdh?”
“She would let the bad guys finish securing her and then wait for rescue,” I said, Dottie nodding as I guided her into the master bedroom. Tonya looked up as we came in and said ”chmmhdnjhjnhs,” so I walked Dottie to the other side of the bed and sat her down, her mother and sister watching as I secured her ankles and her legs as well, then lay her on her side facing Ther mother before I tied rope from her ankles to the foot of the bed as well.
Dottie giggled as she saw the way her mother’s lips looked under the tape and then turned her head to look at me. “Whlluhrhbbhsnh?”
“I will take valuables, but I will leave them where they can be found later,” I said as I started to search the room, Listening to the muffled conversation of Tonya with Beth and Dottie. Glancing over I saw Beth was relaxed, clearly enjoying the experience, while Tonya kept Dottie happy and kissed her forehead.
Once I had what I came for, I told them to be still and quiet for an hour before they tried to escape, all three of them nodding as I made my way out, removed the stocking mask and then went to join Steve…
We also both had rucksacks on our back – and this was because we had accepted what is known to our American friends as the Apartment Challenge – to raid all the flats in one building in one day without being caught. We had researched all the families who lived here, and we felt we were prepared – all we needed was a way into the first front door of the flats.
So, when a tall, broad-shouldered man came out, we walked quickly up the stairs and made our way to the second floor – flats E and F. I produced a coin and tossed it, catching it in my gloved hand as Janna said, “I’ll take the left” and made her way to the front door of Flat E. I smiled as I went to the door of flat F and tried the door handle – surprised to find it open, but I slipped in and closed the door as quietly as possible, before I pulled the stocking down over my head and listened.
I could hear the television was on, and as I looked round the door, I saw Heather and Robert Shore sitting watching television. Heather was nineteen, and her long brown hair fell over the shoulders of her white jumper, a short red skirt and knee length brown leather boots completing her outfit. Robert was thirteen, and he was wearing a white sweatshirt, dark blue jeans and black trainers.
I could also hear sound coming from the kitchen, so I walked along to see their mother Florence preparing some food. She had the same shade of blonde hair as Robert, and was wearing a fawn sweater, a long brown suede skirt and black fabric boots. So, when I said “hello” and she turned round, seeing me with the starting pistol in my hand, she sighed and said, “not again.”
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly, “have we met before?”
“No – but it’s not the first time we’ve been robbed,” Florence said, “so which ne are you?”
“If I said I wanted you to tell your children this was a game we had planned?” She looked at me, and said “well, I know who you are now – but I will not lie to them. I know you will restrain and rob us, and I want them to know that as well.”
I nodded and said “very well then – why don’t I take care of you in here first and then we can discuss the matter with your children…”
I removed my rucksack and walked behind Florence, taking her hands behind her back and securing her wrists together with rope, before I passed rope round her body and forced her arms against her sides. Tying the ropes off, I then walked into the front room with her, Heather and Robert looking at us as Heather said “oh no Mum – not again…”
“I’m afraid so,” Florence said with a smile, “he hasn’t hurt me, but he is going to make sure we cannot move or raise the alarm – so let him do what he is going to do, and then we can at least be together.”
“That’s right,” I said as I put my rucksack down, “so I need you both to stand up with your hands behind your back, and your mother can sit down and get comfortable.”
So, Florence took a seat, crossing her legs as she watched me secure the wrists of her son and daughter together behind their backs, and then tie ropes round their arms and body to make sure they stayed cozy and tightly bound. They then sat either side of their mother, all of them watching as I crossed and secured their ankles together and then secured their legs together below their knees. Robert in particular looked at me as I took the rope between his legs, and said “so what are you going to do to keep us quiet?”
“For now, nothing,” I said as I ted the rope off and stood up, then collected their mobile phones. “You can talk quietly if you want while I search the flat. But if any of you are going to call for help…”
“No, we’ll talk,” Florence said, the other two nodding as I went and searched the bedrooms, funding some very nice pieces of jewellery. When I returned, I saw that Robert had been struggling – with little success, save to have fallen on the floor. So, I helped him to sit back on the couch, before I pushed socks into their mouth and covered their lips with strips of silver tape.
“Now just sit nice and calmly – I’m sure help will come soon,” I said as I closed the door, and went out to see if Janna was there…
As I knocked on the door of Flat E, I pulled the stocking down over my own head and waited as well. It was opened by a twelve-year-old girl with long blonde hair, wearing a blue top with a grey woollen scarf wrapped round her neck, and faded grey jeans tucked into a pair of mid-calf black felt boots. She stared at me through her glasses as she backed into the hallway, watching as I closed the door and said, “hello there -are you Gail?”
“Yes…”
“Well Gail, we’re going to play a game of Robbers – you and your mother.”
“And our friends?”
I looked at her, and said eventually “yes, and your friends – so the bad robber is going to have to secure your wrists together behind your back, and then we go and see your friends before we go and see your mother. All right?”
“And Mum said this would be all right?”
“She did,” I said with a smile as I took a length of cord from my rucksack. Gail nodded as I turned her round, took her hands behind her back, and then secured her wrists together with the rope, before saying “where are your friends?”
“In my room?”
“Well, come and introduce them to me.” I walked down the hallway with Gail and then into a bedroom where two girls were sitting on the bed. One was about a year older than Gail and was wearing a blue hooded top with white polka dots, blue leggings and mid-calf burgundy leather boots. The other girl was about twelve, a red ribbon tied in her long dark hair, and she was wearing a blue denim dress with short sleeves and a tiered skirt, pink tights and light tan leather ankle boots.
“Gail,” she said quietly, “who is this?”
“Apparently Sophie, Mum has booked this actress to be a robber and play a game of Robbers – and since you and Ella are here, you might as well play as well. We can watch a film together if we have to be kept her e- is that all right, Miss Robber?”
“That is a very good idea,” I said as I looked at the other two, “so why don’t we get you all secured on the bed, and then I can put something on for you all to watch quietly?”
“All right - so long as you promise not to hurt us,” Ella said as Gail sat down, and I used more cords to secure the wrists of the other two girls together behind their backs. I then helped them to sit on the bed, Ella on one side of Gail and Sophie on the other, before I tied their arms together, and then secured their ankles as well as their legs below their knees. They all twisted their legs round, Gail looking at the way her boots seemed to get lighter under the tight ropes and the other two girls laughing at the squeaking sound, before I said, “before I forget, where are your mobile phones?”
“Why?”
“So that I have them and you cannot use them to call for help?”
The three girls nodded and looked at the table as I collected their phones and then pressed long strips of white micropore tape down over their mouths before I started a film playing on the computer screen.
“Now stay there” I said as I slipped out and made my way down to the main room. Looking through the door, I could see two older women sitting and talking. One was Gail’s mother Rita, who was wearing a blue top with a coloured scarf tied loosely round her neck, and jeans with the legs tucked into knee length black leather boots. The other woman had long dark hair, like Sophie, and was wearing a yellow blouse over a white top, and lighter blue jeans which were tucked into knee length brown leather boots.
I took a breath and then walked in, saying “hello Rita – don’t be alarmed, both of you, sit nice and still with your hands where I can see them. This is a robbery.”
Rita stared at me, and then said “Gail…”
“Gail and her friends are nice and secure and quiet, watching a film. Is this the mother of her friends?”
Rita nodded as she said “Alice, we need to do what she says, or the girls may get hurt. How did you get them not to raise the alarm?”
“By telling them this was a game – and you need to keep that pretence up,” I said as I put my rucksack down and opened it. “Rita, please stay still for the moment – Alice, stand up and turn round with your hands behind your back…”
“Hllhmhmmhfhnffhn?”
“Yhshshm,” Rita mumbled as I opened the door other daughter’s room and allowed her to see the three girls. Her wrists were secured together behind her back, and bands of rope framed her chest as her arms were held against her sides, white tape over her mouth as well.
“Whrrhsmhmh,” Sophie asked as she looked over.
“Shshsfhnhndphlhnnshswhl,” Rita said as I checked the ropes on the girls and then said “keep watching” before I walked Rita back into the front room. Alice looked over from her armchair, twisting her legs as the leather squeaked, and said “Hwwwhrth?”
“Thrrfhn,” Rita said as I sat her in another armchair and lashed her ankles and legs together, making sure I cinched each binding by taking them between her legs. Smiling, I picked up my rucksack and said “The phones are in the kitchen. Enjoy the game” and made my way out of the flat.
I met Steve outside, and we walked quickly down to the first floor -but as we did Steve saw a young girl come up the stairs. She was wearing a short jacket, with a denim body and grey sleeves, over a peach-coloured top, and faded jeans tucked into short black felt boots. He looked at me as she opened the door to Flat D – and then quickly walked behind her, picking her up and hand gagging her as he walked in, and I looked at the door to Flat C…
She tried to kick me as I carried her in and closed the door behind myself, the thin white band holding back her long dark hair. She certainly tried to scream, and I heard an older girl say “Cassie, are you all right?” A moment later, a teenage girl came out of the front room, wearing a cream top and jeans tucked into a pair of over the knee brown suede boots with a short black heel.
“What the hell…”
“You must be Zara,” I said as Cassie continued to struggle, “your mum booked me to play a very special game with all three of you – is she home at the moment?”
“Not yet – what sort of game?”
“A game of Hostages – did she not tell you?”
She looked askance at me, and then said “no she didn’t – and I don’t believe you…” She then looked again at me as Cassie stared at her, and then said “oh – yeah, I remember her mentioning it now. Cassie, please stop struggling – this is a special game, and I need you to do what I tell you to do. The man is going to pretend to rob us, and he needs to make sure we can’t stop him – so I am going to make sure you can’t, and everything I do to you, he will do to me. All right?”
As the young girl stopped struggling, I said “thank you – I promise you, I am not going to hurt your sister, and she is not going to hurt you. Why don’t we all go into the front room?”
I walked her in and let her go as Zara said “come over here Cassie, and don’t be afraid. I’m going to make sure you can’t move for a while, all right?” As Cassie nodded, I held some ropes in my hands and said, “good girl – let your sister make sure your hands stay behind your back, and your arms stay by your sides, while I make sure she can’t stand up very easily.”
Cassie stood in front of the couch Zara sat on, turning to the side as she slowly took her younger sister’s hands behind her back, while I took more cords from my rucksack and started to bind her ankles together. “You were a Girl Guide,” I said as I watched her take the rope around and between Cassie’s arms.
“Girl Scout, thank you – and I’ve been to enough camps to know what to do,” she said as she tied the ropes off, then passed the longer rope round Cassie’s body as I tied my own rope off, and then started to secure her legs together below her knees.
“There,” Zara said as she pulled the ropes tighter and secured the ends behind Cassie’s back, “is that bad?”
“No – does It hurt for you,” the younger girl said as she looked down at the bands of rope round Zara’s ankles and legs.
“No, it doesn’t hurt -0 and now it is your turn. You sit down and I’ll make sure your legs are just like mine.” As Cassie sat on the couch, Zara slipped onto her knees and took more ropes from me, tying her ankles together as the band made the black seem lighter, and then securing her legs together below her knees. Cassie twisted her legs round, then watched as I made sure Zara had her wrists and arms secured in the same way as her.
“There we go,” I said as I stood up, “now I need to make sure you both stay quiet.”
“Do me first,” Zara said, as I took a strip of brown sticking paster and removed the backing paper, then pressed it down over her mouth and chin. Cassie looked at her as she said “whthtdhuhfhnhk?”
“You sound funny,” she giggled.
“So will you in a minute,” I said as I pressed a second length of plaster over the younger girl’s mouth, and she said “Dhhshnddfhnnhh – hdhh…”
“Now,” I said as I helped them to sit on the floor, their backs against the couch, “just sit nice and quietly while we wait for your mother to come and join the game.” Zara nodded and then rubbed her head on Cassie’s as we waited for a short while.
When their mother Roberta came in, she just stared at the two girls as Zara said “dhwhwhthshshsmhm.” She was wearing a light purple hooded top and blue jeans tucked into her own mid-calf black felt boots – but when I said “why don’t we step outside and get you ready to play the game as well” she turned and looked at me, then slowly nodded as we went into the hallway.
“You haven’t hurt them?”
“No – in fact Zara was a very loving big sister to Cassie as she tied her up,” I said with a smile, “but you know what you need to do with me now, don’t you?”
“Show you where I keep my valuables?”
“Indeed – once we have you secured…”
“MHMMMM!”
The two girls looked at Roberta as I walked in with her, the bands of rope framing her chest and her hands behind her back, the sticking plaster over her mouth as she said “thmmfhrthlhstphrt.”
I helped her toile face down on the floor, a pillow under her head, and then secured her ankles and legs together before I bent her ankles back and secured them to her chest ropes. The girls looked at her – and then at me as I nodded and said, “do you want to?”
They both nodded in return, so I hogtied them either side of her, pillows under their heads and said, “now wait an hour before you try to get free” and made my way out….
I managed to get into Flat D and heard the sounds from the front room, walking over and looking at Cath Jason and her eleven-year-old twin daughters, Sally and Sarah. They had their backs to me, but I could see the white silk bows in the hair of thew two girls, their white tops, and the multicoloured scarves they were wearing.
They were watching Peppa Pig – and then I stood to the side as Cath stood up and came out of the room. She had long dark brown hair and was wearing a white sweatshirt and black leggings tucked into loose tan leather mid-calf boots. She also had a white wool scarf wrapped loosely round her neck, the ends hanging in front of her as she made her way to the kitchen – and I followed her.
As she put some cookies on a plate, I closed the door and watched her as she turned round, putting a finger to my stocking covered lips. “Oh God,” she whispered, “are you who I think you are?”
“That depends on whether you and your daughters are ready to play a game.”
She nodded and said, “we won’t stop you – but let me lead the conversation, all right?” I nodded and said, “so long as you do two things – first, give me your mobile phone.” As she handed it to me, I said “second, do exactly what I say, and keep acting as if this is a game, all right?”
“All right,” she said as she poured some milk into two glasses, put that and the plate on a tray, and then carried it through with me behind her.
“Sally, Sarah,” she said as she came in, “we’re going to play an escape game. This lady is going to make sure it is very difficult for us to move or talk – one you have had your snacks – and then we can see who gets free first. All right?”
I looked at the girls – their tops were actually white dresses, and both of them were wearing black leggings tucked into knee length tan leather belts with zips and buckles. Their scarves were grey with multi coloured spots on them.
“An escape game – all of us,” Sally said as their mother put the tray down and handed them the plate.
“Yes – so let the lady take care of you and she’ll take care of me as well, all right?”
Sally and Sarah nodded as I took some of the cords out of my bag and said “I’ll start by using these to tie your ankles and then your legs together, so that if you try and get off the couch it will be difficult for you to get around. Ready?”
Cath watched as I knelt next to Sarah, the young girl watching as I passed the roe round her ankles and pulled them together, the squeaking sound as I took the rope around and between her legs making her giggle. I then secured her legs before walking round and doing the same to Sally, the two of them twisting their legs round as I said “now, the next thing I have to do is tie your wrists together – but once that’s done, your mum can give your glass to have a drink while I take care of her. Sounds good?”
They both nodded as I tied their wrists together in front of them and Cath gave them the glass of milk to drink from, before she sat between them and held her wrists out for me to secure as well.
I then bound her ankles and her legs below her knees as the girls watched, before she said, “so how do you make sure we do not get off the couch?”
“I am so glad you asked,” I said with a smile as I used another length of rope to secure Cath’s wrists down to the rope below her knees and then went behind her with a longer length of rope, using it to form two bands that framed her chest and forced her arms against her sides.
“Wow – are you going to do that to us as well,” Sarah said as she looked at her mother twisting round.
“I am – once you have both finished your drinks,” I said with a smile, waiting until they had finished their drinks before I took their glasses and put them on the tray – and then I secured their wrists to their legs and their arms to their sides as Cath kissed them both on the head.
“What is the lady going to do now, Mummy,” Sally asked as she looked at me.
“I think she has to make sure we stay quiet,” Cath said as she looked at me. I said nothing but went behind her and took the wool scarf in my hands, rolling it up and then cleave gagging her as the thick band forced her lips apart, securing the ends at the base of her neck and then tying the ends to the top band of rope behind her.
She watched as I gagged the two girls with their scarves in the same way, the thick band pulling back the corners of their mouths as the band kept them nice and quiet. I watched as they rested their head on Sara, and she nodded as I went to search the house…
As I left the flat, I saw Janna was waiting as we walked down the stairs, this time we went in other directions – she went to Flat B and managed to get in while I went to Flat A. This time I knocked on the door, and it was opened by a woman in her late forties, who was wearing a grey long sleeved top with a red and white zig-zag eternity scarf, and faded jeans tucked into knee length black leather boots – and a startled expression as I forced her to walk back in and closed the door behind myself.
“What’s going on,” she whispered.
“Well, I am here to play a game of robbers with you and your children…” I then saw her shake her head as she said, “they’re with their father – I’m – having coffee with my sister and her daughter.”
“I see – well then, let’s make this an old-fashioned normal robbery in that case,” I said as I looked at her, “You are Mavis, correct?” As she nodded, I took rope from my rucksack and said, “all right then Mavis – walk into the front room, arms in the air, and we can get started.”
As we walked in, I saw the other two women – one had long dark brown hair unlike the blonde hair of Mavis, and was wearing a grey top, red pants and brown riding boots with the tops of grey socks just visible, as well as a black and white scarf. Her sixteen-year-old daughter was wearing a blue denim waistcoat, a red jumper and jeans tucked into grey leather boots with a fringed top, ad week as the same style of scarf as Mavis.
“Mandy, Nancy,” she said quietly, “we’re being robbed. He has a gun – jst do as he says, all right?”
They both nodded as I took her wrists behind her back and lashed them tightly together, before using more rope to force her arms against her sides. “You can sit down Mavis – I want Nancy to come and stand in front of me now and give me her mobile phone.”
The young girl stood and walked over handing me her iPhone as I said, “thank you – turn round, hands behind your back.” As she did so,” she said “Mum…”
“I know – just be brave,” the third woman said as she watched me secure her daughter’s wrists and arms, and then walked over herself, hugging her before Nancy sat with her aunt and I began to secure Mandy’s wrists and arms.
As she sat on the long seat next to her daughter, I put my rucksack down and took out more ropes, moving to Mavis first as I crossed and bound her ankles tightly together, and then her legs below her knees, sitting the band on top of the boots before cinching it by taking the rope between her legs. I then moved on to Nancy and secured her ankles and legs in the same way, and finally Mandy before standing up and looking at all three of them.
“Now, do I need to take steps to make sure you three don’t raise the alarm?”
They stared defiantly at me as I walked to the door – but then I heard Nancy shout out “SOMEONE HELP US!! WE’RE BEING ROBBED!!” I walked quickly back, and hand gagged her as I growled “I asked if you were going to be quiet – seeing as you are not, I need to take steps to make sure you do stay quiet.” I took her scarf and pulled it between her lips, forcing back the corners of her mouth as her mother and aunt watched, and then twisted the material at the base of her head before taking it back over her head and blindfolding her with it. I then took silver tape and wrapped it round her head, as the two older women shook their heads.
“I still need to make sure you stay quiet,” I said as I took the scarf from around Mavis’ neck, folded it and cleave gagged her with it, the band sitting between her teeth and lips as I secured the ends at the back of her head. I then gagged Mandy with her scarf in the same way before I left the room again to search the bedrooms.
Coming back in, I then put them all face down on the floor and hogtied them so that their fingers could brush on the heels of their boots, before making my exit to the street outside……
As I closed the door on flat B, I could hear music coming from a bedroom. I walked quietly and looked in to see a fifteen-year-old girl sitting at a desk, reading a book. She was wearing a black dress with a deep round neckline, black tights and black ankle boots, and had long light brown hair.
I quietly closed the door behind myself and walked over, putting a gloved hand on her shoulder as I said “hello – don’t make a sound or raise the alarm, Beth.”
“How do you know my name,” she whispered.
“Your mother – when she hired me to surprise you and your sister like this, she told me how you had wondered what it would belike to be held hostage by a robber. That’s right, isn’t it?” I watched as she nodded, seeing the blush in her cheeks as I said “well, in that case, I need you to put your hands behind your back – we’re going to stage a game of a robbery.”
“Really?”
“Really -now, put your hands behind your back.” I watched as she stood up, heard her control her breathing as I secured her wrists together behind her back, and then the soft gasp as I took the longer rope round her upper body, framing her chest as sheer arms were forced against her sides.
“that’s tight,” she whispered as I tied the ropes off behind her back.
“I know - but it’s not too uncomfortable, is it?” Beth shook her head as I picked up my rucksack and said 2good – now, why don’t we get your mother to start the game before I bring your younger sister in.”
“I think she is in her bedroom,” Beth said as we left the room and walked quietly down the hallway, hearing the laughter from the front room before we looked in the main bedroom, where her mother Tonya was putting clothes away. She was wearing the same style of dress as her daughter, but hers was a deep crimson, as were the tights she was wearing. Her boots were knee length tan leather ones, but her look of shock was total as Beth said “Mum, thank you so much for arranging this game for all of us.”
“Game? What…” She then saw me behind her bound daughter, smiling before she said “Oh, yes – I though this was going to be next week, but at least we are all free this afternoon. Where is Dottie?”
“We’ll get her to play once I have you both secure,” I said with a smile, “so I’m going to ask Beth to sit on the bed and then make sure you are secured Tonya. So please, turn round, and put your hands behind your back.”
“Well, so long as Dottie does play as well,” Tonya said as I crossed and bound her wrists tightly together behind her back and then secured her arms with the bands of rope framing her chest and forcing her breasts out under the dress. I then helped her to lie on her back on the centre of the large bed, Beth watching as I bound her mother’s ankles tightly together and then ran the rope to the wrought iron bedstand at the foot of the bed to make sure she stayed there. I also secured her legs together below her knees, before I said to Beth “sit down next to your mother.”
“You do seem to be enjoying this,” Tonya said as Beth stretched her legs down the bed and watched as I started to bind her ankles together with rope.
“It is exciting – I mean, she hasn’t hurt us, but we really can’t get off the bed easily,” she said as I bent her legs and secured them together below her knees, and then I helped her toile on her side, facing Tonya before I tied her ankles to the foot of the bed as well.
“Now then, I need to get your other daughter in,” I said with a smile, “but I first need to make sure you really cannot raise the alarm. Just relax, and you’ll be fine.”
Beth nodded as she opened her mouth, and I pushed a compressed red sponge ball into her mouth and then covered her lips and chin with a wide strip of white micropore tape. I then walked round and gagged her mother in the same way, before I said, “wait there” and made my way back to the front room.
Dottie, the ten-year-old younger daughter, was watching cartoons on the television. She had lighter brown hair and was wearing a long-sleeved white lace top over a black t-shirt, crimson red leggings and knee length black leather boots. She was watching as Daphne was kidnapped and bound again, as I said “hello – how would you like to be like Daphne?”
She turned and looked at me, before she said “really?”
“Really – your sister and mother are already my hostages in this game, and they want you to be one as well. Do you promise to do what I ask you to do, and not scream for help?”
She slowly nodded as I said “good – but I need to keep you quiet as well. Can you open your mouth as wide as you can?” Dottie did just that as I pushed the compressed sponge ball into her mouth and then covered her mouth and chin with the white tape before I bound her wrists and arms in the same way as the rest of her family.
“Thtsssdhffhrhnt,” she said as I tied the ropes off, “whhtwhlddhffnhhdh?”
“She would let the bad guys finish securing her and then wait for rescue,” I said, Dottie nodding as I guided her into the master bedroom. Tonya looked up as we came in and said ”chmmhdnjhjnhs,” so I walked Dottie to the other side of the bed and sat her down, her mother and sister watching as I secured her ankles and her legs as well, then lay her on her side facing Ther mother before I tied rope from her ankles to the foot of the bed as well.
Dottie giggled as she saw the way her mother’s lips looked under the tape and then turned her head to look at me. “Whlluhrhbbhsnh?”
“I will take valuables, but I will leave them where they can be found later,” I said as I started to search the room, Listening to the muffled conversation of Tonya with Beth and Dottie. Glancing over I saw Beth was relaxed, clearly enjoying the experience, while Tonya kept Dottie happy and kissed her forehead.
Once I had what I came for, I told them to be still and quiet for an hour before they tried to escape, all three of them nodding as I made my way out, removed the stocking mask and then went to join Steve…