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Sunday, 16 November 2014

Jan: Black Box Bondage Part 1 of 12

(This story is for a mother called Jan who wanted a tale where she is taken captive in a hone invasion, along with her two grown up daughters.).

It was a Thursday afternoon, and Jan had just left work when received a call on her mobile from her friend Melanie.

“Jan.” Melanie said “Could you visit me at the cafe, please? I urgently need your help on something important, and I would rather discuss it in person.”

“Certainly, I’ll be able to get there in about five minutes. Are you already there?” Jan asked.

“Yes, I’ll be in the far corner, away from the window.” Melanie answered “Please hurry.”

Jan ended the call, put the phone back into her black handbag, and made her way towards the cafe. Her clothing was the usual work wear, with white blouse, black slacks, black stockings and black low heeled shoes. I wonder what could be so important that Melanie needed to see me straight away. I guess that I’ll find out when I get to my destination.

It wasn’t long before she turned the corner and entered Rowina’s. It wasn’t an expensive establishment, but it was better than a basic cafe, with good sandwiches and decent drinks. As the woman walked through the eating area, she looked for her friend who worked at the chemical research facility, and spotted her white coat in the far corner of the room. On the table were two cups of coffee, and Jan sat down at the table on the opposite side to her friend, putting her handbag down on the floor to her right.

“Hi, Melanie. What is on your mind?” Jan asked as she picked up her cup and sipped the hot aromatic drink. “I’ve never heard you so worried?”

The scientist lifted up a small black box from her lap, and put it down on the table in front of Jan. “This needs to be kept hidden, and it’s too dangerous to be left at my place. It contains a hard copy of a chemical formula, plus a computer file on a memory stick. I can’t tell you what’s on it, but if it gets into the wrong hands, lives could be lost.”

As the office worker put the little black box into her handbag, she said “This sounds very cloak and dagger, why not just keep it at work?”

“I’m worried that security has been compromised at the facility, and that ‘interested parties’ are after the data. I’ve removed all trace of the formula from the centre, and hopefully they won’t be able to find it.” Melanie explained.

“Aren’t you worried about them knowing that you have it?” Jan asked.

“I won’t have it, that’s the beauty of the plan. Only you know where it will be, so unless they discover that it’s you, then they cannot find it. Should they somehow find out that it’s you, try to resist them for as long as possible.” The scientist answered.

“I’ll try, but if they threaten the sanity or lives of Angela or Katherine, I’ll just crumble.” Jan said. “What are the authorities doing?”

“The intelligence services are working a hard as possible to find out who is behind this, and they hope that they will be successful before the weekend is over.” Melanie aid “Once they know who they are dealing with, you can return the formula to me, and this can all be forgotten about.”

“Jan, I’m probably just being paranoid about all of this, so just hide it and put it out of your mind.”

By this time, Jan had finished her coffee, picked up her bag and stood up. “I’ll put this somewhere safe, and no one will know where it is but me. I’ll see you next week sometime, Melanie.”

“Bye, Jan. See you soon.” The scientist said as she emptied her cup, and the office worker walked out of the cafe so that she could head for home. As soon as Jan reached the three bedroom house, she went into the back garden, and dug a hole in the earth using a trowel. The box was placed inside, the hole was smoothed in, and the dirt was levelled so that there was no sign that a box had been left there.

That should do the trick. All I have to do is wait for the weekend is over, and return the box to Melanie. This is not going to be a problem.

Jan walked into the house, wondering about the games that she was going to play with her daughters this weekend...


Angela was winding her way home at Saturday lunchtime after buying some more essentials at the local boutique, and she was hoping that she could get back before the others so that she could arrange the day’s entertainment. The lady paused at the front door and wondered whether her present outfit of black mini dress, hold up stockings and calf length boots would be suitable for today’s play.

“I think that it’ll be okay for playing the dominatrix with the other two.” Angela said as she opened the door and entered the house, placing her carrier bags down in the hallway before she walked into the living room. As she entered the room, she noticed that the curtains were drawn, the lights were on, and a note was pinned to the chair facing her with ‘READ ME’ in large letters, and more text printed below it.

“We are playing kidnap today, and if you are reading this, you are to be one of the captives. Don’t turn around, and follow the instructions of the ‘kidnapper’ to the letter for this game. Mum”

Oh great, mum’s beaten me home and started a game already. The lady remained still after she had read the note and asked “What am I supposed to do now?”

A metallic voice responded behind her “Put your arms by your side and close your eyes. Do not try to resist in any way.”

“Okay, mum.” Angela responded, following the orders of her kidnapper. “Using that buzzer to disguise your voice is very effective as you actually sound like another person.”

“Thank you.” Mum said as she placed a cloth strip over Angela’s eyes and tied off the ends at the back of her head. “Place your arms behind your back with your wrists palm to palm.”

Again, the girl followed the instructions that were given to her, and she felt the familiar sensation of the binding of her wrists with duct tape. “That seems a bit harsh, couldn’t you have used rope instead.”

“Quiet, and close your mouth.” Mum said, tearing off three strips of tape and placing over the girl’s lips before wrapping the material around the captive’s ankles several times. After that, several minutes were taken up as Angela’s elbows were pulled together and tape was wrapped around her arms, all the way from her elbows to the tips of her fingers.

Mum, that’s overkill and it’s going to take ages to carefully remove that tape. This is being too thorough, and it’s almost as if you want to make sure that there is no chance of escape. More tape was wrapped around the captive’s body and arms, just below her breasts and at her waist, which had the effect of immobilising her arms to her back.

“I’m going to make you kneel on the floor now.” Mum said as she forced the helpless girl into a kneeling position before binding her thighs to her ankles with tape, forcing the captive into a frogtie. “Now I have you at my mercy, bitch.” The woman said as she took hold of Angela’s bobbed hair, and pulled her head back so hard that it hurt. “I’m going to have so much fun with you and the other two.”

As kisses were planted on the right side of the shocked captive’s neck, she realised the true nature of her predicament. You’re not mum or Katherine, you are someone else, and I have been taken prisoner for real! The helpless girl whimpered as the kisses continued, and she squirmed in her bonds as the hands of her captor cupped her breasts.

This continued for several minutes until the poor girl was laid face down on the floor, and the intruder whispered into her ear “From now on, stay very still and quiet, as I am going to put something around your neck. If you move or make a noise, the results could become most, well, most unpleasant as best.”

The captive remained quiet and still as she felt something press against her neck, and something was taken around her neck before there was a clicking sound back at the beginning. OMG, have you booby trapped me?

“Just stay calm and you will come out of this okay, my well taped wench. One down, two to go.”

What have you got planned for us? Why are you here? We don’t have anything that someone could want. OMG, Mum and Katherine, you’re going to end up just like me...


It was Katherine’s turn to return home, as she had finished another session at the gym, and she had yet to change from her blue tight fitting sleeveless track suit and blue trainers. That’s strange, as the curtains to the living room are drawn. Well, maybe mum and Angela are back and they are already playing. As she opened the front door and entered the house, the athletic lady noticed that Angela’s bags were unopened and still in the hallway. You and mum must have really been in a hurry to get started as you don’t normally leave your stuff like this. She put down her blue sports bag next to the other bags and opened the door to the living room.

The first thing Katherine saw was the sign on the chair, and the second thing she noticed was her sister, bound, blindfolded and gagged on the floor and there was some kind of cable around her neck, which was attached to a small box.

“What’s that weird necklace thing that Angela is wearing, mum?” Katherine asked.

“It’s supposed to represent a small bomb designed to blow up if she makes a noise or struggles to free herself. As you can see, she’s playing very well.” The intruder said. “Now, close your eyes and place your arms behind your back, with your right elbow cupped in your left palm, and your left elbow in your right palm.”

The sporty lady followed the instructions of her ‘mother’ so that her arms were placed in a box shape behind her back. There was the sound of tape being pulled from a roll, and soon, Katherine’s arms were bound together from her right fingertips to her left, with her lower arms completely encased with tape.

“You really aren’t taking any chances today, mum.” Katherine said as tape was wound around her arms and chest, just below her breasts. “This is going to hurt a bit when it comes off, though.”

“Kneel on the floor with your knees apart.” The metallic voice ordered, and the helpless lady obeyed, even though it was difficult with her eyes closed. It didn’t take long for the intruder to wrap tape around Katherine’s right thigh and ankle, and the left leg was restrained in the same way, with the athletic lady also stuck in a frogtie.

“Close your mouth now.” The woman instructed, three strips of tape were torn off a roll, and the new captive’s mouth was sealed, leaving her unable to speak.

I wonder when I’ll be allowed to open my eyes and see what is happening. The lady squealed into her gag as her head jerked back, owing to the fact that her jaw length hair was roughly held and pulled. Her eyes opened wide as she saw the woman in front of her, and it wasn’t her mother!

The person in front was completely dressed in black with black gloves, trainers, slacks, sweater, and she even had a woollen hood covering her head. There were two black discs for her eyes, and looser knitting where her mouth was, presumably so she could see and speak.

“Now I have two of the three bitches under my control, and all I have to do is wait for mummy dearest. I’m going to lie you face down on your front, to the left of your sister, and you are to keep very quiet and still.” The stranger said as she placed the captive on her stomach.

Katherine looked to her right once she was on her stomach, and stared to the face of her sister, who was looking very scared at this time. What have I done? I essentially handed myself to a complete stranger so that she could bind me, and who has taken me captive with no hope of escape.

A box was placed against the scared lady’s throat, and a cable that stuck out of one side was taken around her neck and plugged into the other side of the box. The blindfold that covered Angela’s eyes was removed, and both of the daughters could see how helpless the other was.

“I only have to prepare for mummy dearest, don’t go anywhere. By the way, we’ll find out just how much your mummy loves you.”

As the woman left, the helpless captives wondered what would be their eventual fate at her hands...


As Jan was walking up to the front door in her blue jeans, white t-shirt and tan sandals, and carrying her shopping, she also noticed the closed curtains to the living room. Damn, I bet that Katherine and Angela already in some kind of game, and I’ll have to pay a forfeit for my tardiness. I shouldn’t have spent all that time at ‘Juliette’s’, looking through all of the new toys. The woman opened the front door, and she nearly tripped over her daughters’ bags that were on the floor, but she headed on into the kitchen, so that all of the perishables could be put into the fridge and freezer. I can leave the rest until later.

The other bags were left in the kitchen as the lady walked back down the hallway to the front door. There was a printed note that was pinned to the door, which said “You are late mum. If you want to play this afternoon, please open the bag on the floor and take out the items. Gag yourself, cuff your ankles together and cuff your wrists together behind your back before you enter the room.”

The bag was picked up by the woman who opened it, and she took out two pairs of handcuffs and a large red ball-gag before discarding the bag. Jan opened her mouth as wide as she could before inserting the ball between her teeth, and she took the straps around her lower face, buckling the ends together as tightly as possible at the back of her neck. That’s me well and truly muffled. I wonder what the girls are going to do to me, once I enter the living room, bound, gagged, and completely at their mercy. She lifted up the bottom of her jeans, and carefully locked each end of a pair of handcuffs around each ankle, and then put her hands together behind her back, where she tightened the restraints firmly around her wrists.

Now to find out what’s in store for me. Shuffling slowly around, the woman in self-imposed captivity soon had her back to the door, and her fumbling fingers finally managed to push down the door handle and open the door. As she moved backward through the doorway, she was unable to see what was happening in the living room, but the lady turned around to see the sight of both daughters lying on the floor, bound and gagged.

OMG! What’s happened to you two? How did you both manage to tape each other up like that? Inch by inch, the handcuffed woman moved forward as her focus was trained on the helpless ladies on the floor, and she nearly jumped out of her skin as she heard the door close behind her.

It was at this point that the woman started to tremble as she looked over her right shoulder at the intruder who was clad in black. “Just in case you were wondering, yes I did restrain your daughters, and they were most accommodating at the time. I think that all of you have been so easy to manipulate, as you couldn’t wait to be bound and gagged.” the intruder said “Now, hop over to your daughters and sit down on their left.”

You must be some burglar or kidnapper, and I actually placed myself in bondage for you! I was so eager to play, that I forgot to make sure that the situation was safe. Jan did as she was instructed, and once she was on the floor, the intruder forced her to lie on her front, with her daughters to her right before her legs were bent at the knees, and a third pair of handcuffs connected the other two, leaving the helpless woman hogcuffed on the floor.

The two devices that were placed around the necks of the younger ladies were unlocked and removed by their captor, who put them in a box in the corner of the room before sitting in a chair in front of the trio of prisoners. “I think that I will have to explain what’s going on to you three, but I think your mother is already guessing as to my motive for being here.”

It can’t be, you can’t be after the box.

“Girls, it seems that your mummy is in possession of some information that my employer and I want very badly. If she volunteers the location of this information freely, then I will retrieve it and go, leaving the keys to the handcuffs on the floor.”

Melanie said that lives could be lost if you obtain the data that I’ve hidden, so I can’t just give it to you.

“If your dear mother is not forthcoming, then we will play a little game. More like two little games, actually. The first is: How long can mummy hold out against my ‘inducements’ before giving me the information. The second is: How much does mummy truly love her daughters, and will she be prepared to watch them suffer as she refuses to tell me what I need to know.”

Please, you wouldn’t hurt my daughters just because I won’t tell you what I know!

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