Another postman? How many are there going to
be today?
Davinia stood up and placed Serena back in the chair. Serena winced as her
bottom had not recovered from her spanking yet. Davinia picked up the sleep
mask and again put it over Serena’s eyes, then took the headphones, positioned
them over Serena’s ears and switched them on.
Davinia
then made her way to the front door and again peeped through the spy-hole. She
could see what looked like a delivery lorry parked outside and a woman with
blue overalls and a blue peaked cap outside the door.
They must have some special parcel to
deliver. What’s Danielle ordered this time? Well, I’d better answer it. Davinia opened the
door.
Davinia
noticed the name on the side of the lorry:
Trans
Europ
Express
That’s funny, the E in Europ has the
horizontal parts separated from the vertical part. It looks more like an I.
“Good
morning, how can I help you?” Davinia asked.
“I have
some deliveries to make to this house.” The woman then looked up from her pad
and Davinia gasped.
The
delivery woman was the spitting image of Patricia Heaton! Davinia stood there
stunned for a moment.
“Me and
my co-worker have a few boxes to bring in. They’re a bit bulky so it would be
better if we moved them.” The woman said.
“Y-Yes,
certainly.” Davinia watched as the second woman walked up to the door with a large
box.
She
looked just like Eva Green! Davinia just stood and stared.
“Well,
for insurance purposes, we need the names of all of the people in the house. I
know this is very stupid, but it’s to cover us if anyone complains about the
delivery.” said ‘Patricia’.
“Well,
my name’s Davinia and there is one other person staying in the house, by the
name of Serena.” Davinia said. “I must say that you are very beautiful.”
“Why
thank you, you are too kind.” ‘Patricia’ replied, blushing.
“May I
carry this box in?” ‘Eva’ asked. “It’s more stupid health and safety rules. Once
it’s in your house it’s no problem, but if you carry it in and hurt yourself,
we could get into trouble.”
“Yes,
of course.” Davinia opened the door wide and allowed ‘Eva’ to carry the box
inside. Davinia noticed that ‘Eva’ had a piece of grey duct tape stuck to her
right trouser leg. It must be covering up
a tear.
‘Eva
put the box down in the hallway. “Damn, I think the box got a scratch during
transport, could you just look at it as it has to be okayed?” she asked.
“Yes,
I’ll check the scratch, I don’t want you to get into trouble.” Davinia stepped
forward and leaned over to examine the box.
Then, Davinia
was caught totally by surprise as her arms were suddenly grabbed and pulled
roughly behind her back.
“What
The-“ Davinia’s cry was muffled as ‘Eva’ pressed her left hand over Davinia’s
mouth.
“Hush!
Don’t Struggle!” ‘Eva’ ordered. Davinia stopped trying to speak and kept still,
apart from the trembling throughout her body.
What’s happening! I’ve been taken prisoner!
And poor Serena is in the other room, completely helpless! I have to stay calm,
it’s probably the best way to stay alive. Davinia tried to relax.
“That’s
good, darling Davinia. Now, we have to take a few precautions to keep you quiet
and still.” ‘Eva’ pulled off a length of gray duct tape that was stuck to the
right leg on her overalls and stuck part of it on Davinia’s cheek. As ‘Eva’
then pulled her left hand to the left, she pressed down more of the tape over
Davinia’s mouth. Finally, ‘Eva’ pulled her hands back, leaving Davinia
tape-gagged.
‘Eva’
now went over to the front door and closed it. No chance of even running away now.
Davinia
looked down as her feet were pulled together and her ankles were bound with
more duct tape from a roll that ‘Eva’ had picked up. Who the hell are these people?
‘Eva’
now went behind Davinia. “You have the tape now. I know how you love to tape
the arms.” Davinia now felt a pair of hands take hold of hers and pull them
together palm to palm. Then she felt the familiar sensation of having duct tape
wrapped around her captive wrists.
“MPH!”
Davinia grunted as her elbows were forced together and tape was now wrapped around
them as well.
“Now
darling Davinia, is Serena upstairs?” ‘Patricia’ asked. Davinia shook her head.
No point in lying, they’ll find her
anyway. “She must be downstairs then. Is she in the living room?” Davinia
nodded.
“You go
into the living room and take care of Serena. I’ll keep an eye on this beauty
to make sure that she doesn’t get away.” ‘Patricia’ said, cuddling Davinia in
her arms from behind.
I’m helplessly bound and gagged! I have no
chance of escape anyway.
‘Eva’
giggled. “I know you like to cuddle your captives a little after you bind
them.” she said. Then she walked slowly and quietly into the living room,
carrying the duct tape.
Davinia
was shocked and then struggled helplessly as she was kissed on the neck by
‘Patricia’. What are you doing to me!
‘Patricia then turned Davinia around and embraced her again. Davinia now found
her head buried in ‘Patricia’s’ cleavage and struggled to breathe.
I’m totally confused now. I thought that
these people were robbers. Nothing seems to make sense. Maybe I haven’t even
woke up and this is all a dream. I’ve had fantasies of being tied up by
Patricia Heaton, maybe it’s affecting my mind.
‘Eva’
walked quietly back into the hallway, giggling. “Go into the living room. It’s
hilarious!” she said. “Just don’t make any noise.” ‘Eva’ then took hold of
Davinia while ‘Patricia’ walked into the living room.
‘Eva’
still giggled while holding Davinia...
A
minute later, ‘Patricia’ walked back into the hallway. “If I didn’t see it I
couldn’t believe it!” she said. “Did you do that to your friend, Davinia?”
Davinia nodded, blushing. “There’s no need to be shy about tying up your
friend. I think you have excellent rope work skills and it looks pleasing to
the eye. You are very good at bondage.”
Have I gone insane? The people who have just
bound and gagged me are saying nice things about me tying up Serena? I’m
worried that these two are insane and that Serena and I are going to end up
being ‘Susanne Lothar’. I need to find out what’s going on as it’ll increase
our chances of staying alive...
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