Even The Wind Was Afraid (F/f) (Chapter 3 added).
Posted: Thu May 13, 2021 12:09 pm
I have been thinking about this story idea for a while now. I had some spare time tonight, so I decided to get the first chapter done. I hope that people will enjoy it.
Claudia was having a nightmare. It was the same nightmare that she had
had several times before, but this time, it was a little different.
She was standing in the middle of the garden of the boarding school that she resided in. It was a full moon and moonlight shone all over, which made it easy for her to know where she was going and to make her way through the school grounds.
The boarding school itself was made up of several separate and modern buildings that formed a rough circular shape around the garden, so it was enclosed by the school.
The garden itself was made up of several flowerbeds with a tree here and there. There was also a small alcove consisting of a curved wall and stairs that led down to several bench seats, which were lovely to sit on when it was sunny because the sun shone directly down on them.
However, at the moment, there was no sun because it was night time and Claudia was standing at the edge of one of the flowerbeds shivering. She was wearing nothing but a thin white nightgown. The wind was roaring and making dreadful noises. The chill went straight through her nightgown and made her skin feel icy. While shivering, she looked up at the tower.
The tower was an old isolated building that was no longer used. It could easily be seen from any angle or place in the school because it was the tallest building. As its name suggested, it was a long and tall tower made out of brown brick. It was usually kept locked by the headmistress.
But, on this night, there was no padlock on the door. Instead, the tower door stood wide open. Claudia walked across the garden feeling dirt and stones under her bare feet all the way.
When she got to the open door, she felt the same feeling of dread that she always did. But, she found herself doing the same thing that she always did. She stepped inside and found herself in the tower. When inside, she switched on the light. There was nothing to see except the circular inner wall of the tower, which was a similar shade of brown as the outside and a spiral staircase. The lower half of the tower had no windows, so the only light came from the lightbulb, which flickered half of the time, so part of the tower was always in shadow or darkness.
The spiral staircase was a simple wooden one with a brass rail that went around and around. Claudia took hold of the rail and began climbing the stairs one by one until she got to the top.
At the top of the tower, there was nothing but a lone wooden door with a handle that was the same sort of brass as the stair rail – dingy and brownish. You could tell that once it had been golden, but age had darkened it. A small brass key that was smudged with fingerprints sat inside the lock, so Claudia knew that the door had been locked.
Claudia turned the key, opened the door and went inside. She switched the light on. There was a window in the room, but it had been boarded up with old planks that didn’t quite sit together, so moonlight shone through the gaps. The light for this room was better than the one at the bottom of the stairs, so the room was lit quite well.
There was a small wooden cupboard made up of light pine that had been pushed up against the wall. Apart from that, the only furnishings were a small bed that was made up with fresh sheets and blankets and a wooden chair with a square back, and four legs that were connected by struts. This chair sat under a wooden desk that had one drawer that always creaked when you tried to open it.
A girl sat on the chair, but what stood out about her was that she had been tied up and gagged. She wore the school uniform of a red blazer with pink piping, a white blouse that had a black ribbon that tied around the collar in a bow, a grey pleated skirt and white socks and black shoes.
When the girl heard Claudia come in, she started squirming and struggling on the chair. When Claudia got closer, she saw that the girl had been tied up with what looked like miles of rope. Her torso had been secured from under her breasts down to her waist to the chair back with at least twenty loops of rope and her elbows, upper arms, upper and lower wrists had all been tightly tied behind her back with cinches and loops of rope, which had also been secured to the chair back.
A smaller loop of rope had been tied to the girl’s waist under the torso rope, then drawn down between her legs and tied to the rope around her wrists. From there, the rope led down to one of the chair struts where it had been tied off. Even the girl’s fingers had been tied together with a smaller and thinner piece of rope that pinned her hands together and left her unable to untie herself. Even if she had somehow been able to free her fingers, there was nothing in the room that could be used to free herself from the rest of the ropes.
The girl’s thighs, knees and ankles had also all been tied together and her ankles had been secured to the left front chair leg. A white blindfold had been tied over her eyes and her gag was a white piece of cloth that had been stuffed into her mouth and tied in between her teeth with another longer piece of white cloth.
As Claudia came closer, the girl began struggling even more. “Ssssh! I’m not the one who tied you up. I’ve come to help.”
Upon hearing that, the girl seemed to calm down.
That was where the nightmare become a little different. It usually stopped at this point, but this time, it kept going.
Claudia untied the girl’s gag and the girl spit out the soggy piece of cloth. Then Claudia leaned over and peeled off the girl’s blindfold. That was when she got a proper look at her. The girl was pretty and fair-skinned with long blonde hair and full lips, but the most startling thing about her was her bright green eyes.
Claudia had never seen anyone with that shade of green eyes before. They were the sort of green that you would expect an imp or goblin from a fairytale book to have.
“Who tied you up?”
“My name is Andrea and I’m being punished.”
That was when the wind started roaring in earnest and went up in volume. It tore straight through the window boards and caused both Claudia and the girl to shiver.
“That noise,” Claudia said. “It’s like the wind is afraid.”
She leaned over and started fumbling with the knots. Whoever had tied the girl up had done a solid job. She knew it was only a dream, but it felt so real. She could even feel the roughness of the ropes.
That was when she heard a clattering sound. What was that? She turned around and saw a small white tube sitting just behind the door. It was just a few inches wide and was only a few steps away from her. That was when she saw a dark figure standing in the doorway. But what drew her attention was the white tube. She knew that there was something important about it. Claudia leaned over and reached out for the tube.
That was when the most dreadful feeling crept over her. The tube was important, but she knew that it would also tell her something that she didn’t want to know.
Claudia started screaming.
“Claudia! Claudia! Claudia!”
Claudia sat upright. The room she was in was flooded with bright light. It was the small dormitory that she shared with five other girls. The dormitory was a pretty room with pink walls, white furnishings, large and airy windows and six very comfortable and soft beds that sat in a row.
The screaming was coming from her five roommates who were now all wide awake.
Each one of them was staring at her. Ivette, a small and petite girl with short dark hair that she wore in a bobbed style was standing at the door. She’d obviously been the one who’d switched on the light because her hand was still on it.
That was when Claudia realized that her whole nightgown was covered in sweat. She looked over at the window. It was closed, but the white curtains that covered it were ajar and she could see the wind roaring outside.
Fortunately, the room was warm and cozy, but she couldn’t help shivering.
The five girls left their beds and surrounded Claudia.
“Was it the nightmare again?” Ivette asked.
Claudia nodded. “Yes, but it was different this time.”
Josefina who slept in the bed next to her – a tall and sporty girl with a muscular body, brown eyes and long dark hair said, “Tell us about it, but we’d better be quiet or…”
That was when the dormitory door opened.
“The teachers will hear us…” Josefina finished, in a weak tone.
The headmistress Ms. Bernardo strode in with the assistant teacher Ms. Lucia. While Ms. Bernardo was pretty and young with brown hair, dark eyes and long brown hair that she usually wore in a bun, she was a hard person and strict. Her eyes always had something cold about them. She was a person who always favored punishments over warnings. For that reason, her nickname was “the witch”. She was wearing a navy-blue dressing gown that tied at the waist with a blue sash.
Ms. Lucia looked a great deal like Bernardo, but she had softer features and a kinder, more delicate face. She was much gentler in nature too. The boarding school was a very exclusive school and only took a few students at a time, so for that reason, there were only two teachers in the school. Unlike Bernardo, she wore a white lacy nightgown.
Bernardo’s eyes swept around the room before landing on Claudia.
“Let me guess? The nightmare again?”
Claudia nodded. There was no use denying it. Besides, it was the fifth time that week that she’d had it.
Bernardo said, “You know, this isn’t normal. I've given you four warnings now and this is still happening.
Well, I have a way to deal with it. You, get out of bed.”
Her tone left no room for argument. Claudia slid out of bed and stood on the carpeted floor.
Bernardo said, “Ms. Lucia, I want you to make sure these girls get back into bed and go to sleep. Claudia is coming with me.”
“Where are you taking her?” Ivette asked.
“That’s no concern of yours.”
Bernardo grabbed Claudia hard by the arm and dragged her out of the room.
“I’ve been woken up five times this week and I’m tired of it. If I hear anything more about another nightmare, then I’m going to have you put under psychiatric evaluation.”
“You can’t do that.” “I think you’ll find out that I can.”
Claudia was dragged through the buiding and to the door that led to the garden.
“Where are you taking me?!” “To the tower…for punishment.”
“Please don’t. I was just scared and didn’t mean to wake anyone up.” Claudia pleaded.
“I’m sure that, after tonight, you won’t have any more “nightmares” as you like to call them.”
They went through the garden and to the tower where Bernardo withdrew a set of keys out of the pocket of her dressing gown and opened the padlock.
Claudia was dragged upstairs to the small room. She knew what was up there. All of them did. The tower was the “punishment” tower and all of them had been up there at some time or other. That was why the bed was always freshly made. The room was used to keep the girls in isolation for varying amounts of time depending on what they’d done.
Inside the room, Bernardo dragged Claudia over to the cupboard and opened it to take out several loops of rope. She pointed at the bed.
“Sit down on that and cross your wrists together behind your back.”
“Can’t you just lock me in,” Claudia begged.
“I can tie you to the chair for the rest of the night, if you’d prefer that?”
Claudia reluctantly sat down on the bed and crossed her wrists behind her back. Bernardo bought the loops of rope over to her and used one of them to tie Claudia’s wrists behind her back, pulling each knot tightly as she did so. She then crossed Claudia’s ankles together and tied them together.
After that, she pulled the blankets back on the bed and forced Claudia to get in and lay on her side before pulling the blankets back over her.
Bernardo then tied several horizonal rows of rope over the blankets around Claudia’s shoulders, waist, knees and ankles, so that while her body wasn’t too restricted, the ropes around the blankets meant that she couldn’t get out of bed – at least, not until someone untied them.
“There. That should keep you out of trouble and ensure that we all get some sleep. That should stop you from having the same nightmare again.”
“It was different this time.”
“How so?”
“She told me that her name was Andrea and she had the most intense green eyes.”
Bernardo stared at her with an incredulous look on her face. It was just for a moment, but that was when Claudia said, “You know something, don’t you?”
The hard look came back into Bernardo’s eyes.
“It’s a shame, isn’t it, Claudia?”
“What is?”
“I wasn’t going to gag you because I thought that a night in isolation would be enough. I’ve now changed my mind.”
Bernardo went back to the cupboard and removed a loop of thin rope.
She came back to Claudia and roughly pushed Claudia's long auburn hair back. There was nothing Claudia could do as Bernardo doubled the rope, put the middle of it into her mouth, made a slip knot at the back of Claudia’s head to tighten it and then ran the rope in circles around the inside of Claudia’s mouth and head before knotting it off again at the back of her head. It was similar in style to a cleave gag, but tighter and rougher and Claudia found that she couldn’t say a word. The rope tasted coarse and awful and she wished that she hadn’t said anything.
Bernardo left the room and Claudia heard the key turn in the lock.
That was when the wind started roaring again.
She was now alone….with the wind.
Claudia was having a nightmare. It was the same nightmare that she had
had several times before, but this time, it was a little different.
She was standing in the middle of the garden of the boarding school that she resided in. It was a full moon and moonlight shone all over, which made it easy for her to know where she was going and to make her way through the school grounds.
The boarding school itself was made up of several separate and modern buildings that formed a rough circular shape around the garden, so it was enclosed by the school.
The garden itself was made up of several flowerbeds with a tree here and there. There was also a small alcove consisting of a curved wall and stairs that led down to several bench seats, which were lovely to sit on when it was sunny because the sun shone directly down on them.
However, at the moment, there was no sun because it was night time and Claudia was standing at the edge of one of the flowerbeds shivering. She was wearing nothing but a thin white nightgown. The wind was roaring and making dreadful noises. The chill went straight through her nightgown and made her skin feel icy. While shivering, she looked up at the tower.
The tower was an old isolated building that was no longer used. It could easily be seen from any angle or place in the school because it was the tallest building. As its name suggested, it was a long and tall tower made out of brown brick. It was usually kept locked by the headmistress.
But, on this night, there was no padlock on the door. Instead, the tower door stood wide open. Claudia walked across the garden feeling dirt and stones under her bare feet all the way.
When she got to the open door, she felt the same feeling of dread that she always did. But, she found herself doing the same thing that she always did. She stepped inside and found herself in the tower. When inside, she switched on the light. There was nothing to see except the circular inner wall of the tower, which was a similar shade of brown as the outside and a spiral staircase. The lower half of the tower had no windows, so the only light came from the lightbulb, which flickered half of the time, so part of the tower was always in shadow or darkness.
The spiral staircase was a simple wooden one with a brass rail that went around and around. Claudia took hold of the rail and began climbing the stairs one by one until she got to the top.
At the top of the tower, there was nothing but a lone wooden door with a handle that was the same sort of brass as the stair rail – dingy and brownish. You could tell that once it had been golden, but age had darkened it. A small brass key that was smudged with fingerprints sat inside the lock, so Claudia knew that the door had been locked.
Claudia turned the key, opened the door and went inside. She switched the light on. There was a window in the room, but it had been boarded up with old planks that didn’t quite sit together, so moonlight shone through the gaps. The light for this room was better than the one at the bottom of the stairs, so the room was lit quite well.
There was a small wooden cupboard made up of light pine that had been pushed up against the wall. Apart from that, the only furnishings were a small bed that was made up with fresh sheets and blankets and a wooden chair with a square back, and four legs that were connected by struts. This chair sat under a wooden desk that had one drawer that always creaked when you tried to open it.
A girl sat on the chair, but what stood out about her was that she had been tied up and gagged. She wore the school uniform of a red blazer with pink piping, a white blouse that had a black ribbon that tied around the collar in a bow, a grey pleated skirt and white socks and black shoes.
When the girl heard Claudia come in, she started squirming and struggling on the chair. When Claudia got closer, she saw that the girl had been tied up with what looked like miles of rope. Her torso had been secured from under her breasts down to her waist to the chair back with at least twenty loops of rope and her elbows, upper arms, upper and lower wrists had all been tightly tied behind her back with cinches and loops of rope, which had also been secured to the chair back.
A smaller loop of rope had been tied to the girl’s waist under the torso rope, then drawn down between her legs and tied to the rope around her wrists. From there, the rope led down to one of the chair struts where it had been tied off. Even the girl’s fingers had been tied together with a smaller and thinner piece of rope that pinned her hands together and left her unable to untie herself. Even if she had somehow been able to free her fingers, there was nothing in the room that could be used to free herself from the rest of the ropes.
The girl’s thighs, knees and ankles had also all been tied together and her ankles had been secured to the left front chair leg. A white blindfold had been tied over her eyes and her gag was a white piece of cloth that had been stuffed into her mouth and tied in between her teeth with another longer piece of white cloth.
As Claudia came closer, the girl began struggling even more. “Ssssh! I’m not the one who tied you up. I’ve come to help.”
Upon hearing that, the girl seemed to calm down.
That was where the nightmare become a little different. It usually stopped at this point, but this time, it kept going.
Claudia untied the girl’s gag and the girl spit out the soggy piece of cloth. Then Claudia leaned over and peeled off the girl’s blindfold. That was when she got a proper look at her. The girl was pretty and fair-skinned with long blonde hair and full lips, but the most startling thing about her was her bright green eyes.
Claudia had never seen anyone with that shade of green eyes before. They were the sort of green that you would expect an imp or goblin from a fairytale book to have.
“Who tied you up?”
“My name is Andrea and I’m being punished.”
That was when the wind started roaring in earnest and went up in volume. It tore straight through the window boards and caused both Claudia and the girl to shiver.
“That noise,” Claudia said. “It’s like the wind is afraid.”
She leaned over and started fumbling with the knots. Whoever had tied the girl up had done a solid job. She knew it was only a dream, but it felt so real. She could even feel the roughness of the ropes.
That was when she heard a clattering sound. What was that? She turned around and saw a small white tube sitting just behind the door. It was just a few inches wide and was only a few steps away from her. That was when she saw a dark figure standing in the doorway. But what drew her attention was the white tube. She knew that there was something important about it. Claudia leaned over and reached out for the tube.
That was when the most dreadful feeling crept over her. The tube was important, but she knew that it would also tell her something that she didn’t want to know.
Claudia started screaming.
“Claudia! Claudia! Claudia!”
Claudia sat upright. The room she was in was flooded with bright light. It was the small dormitory that she shared with five other girls. The dormitory was a pretty room with pink walls, white furnishings, large and airy windows and six very comfortable and soft beds that sat in a row.
The screaming was coming from her five roommates who were now all wide awake.
Each one of them was staring at her. Ivette, a small and petite girl with short dark hair that she wore in a bobbed style was standing at the door. She’d obviously been the one who’d switched on the light because her hand was still on it.
That was when Claudia realized that her whole nightgown was covered in sweat. She looked over at the window. It was closed, but the white curtains that covered it were ajar and she could see the wind roaring outside.
Fortunately, the room was warm and cozy, but she couldn’t help shivering.
The five girls left their beds and surrounded Claudia.
“Was it the nightmare again?” Ivette asked.
Claudia nodded. “Yes, but it was different this time.”
Josefina who slept in the bed next to her – a tall and sporty girl with a muscular body, brown eyes and long dark hair said, “Tell us about it, but we’d better be quiet or…”
That was when the dormitory door opened.
“The teachers will hear us…” Josefina finished, in a weak tone.
The headmistress Ms. Bernardo strode in with the assistant teacher Ms. Lucia. While Ms. Bernardo was pretty and young with brown hair, dark eyes and long brown hair that she usually wore in a bun, she was a hard person and strict. Her eyes always had something cold about them. She was a person who always favored punishments over warnings. For that reason, her nickname was “the witch”. She was wearing a navy-blue dressing gown that tied at the waist with a blue sash.
Ms. Lucia looked a great deal like Bernardo, but she had softer features and a kinder, more delicate face. She was much gentler in nature too. The boarding school was a very exclusive school and only took a few students at a time, so for that reason, there were only two teachers in the school. Unlike Bernardo, she wore a white lacy nightgown.
Bernardo’s eyes swept around the room before landing on Claudia.
“Let me guess? The nightmare again?”
Claudia nodded. There was no use denying it. Besides, it was the fifth time that week that she’d had it.
Bernardo said, “You know, this isn’t normal. I've given you four warnings now and this is still happening.
Well, I have a way to deal with it. You, get out of bed.”
Her tone left no room for argument. Claudia slid out of bed and stood on the carpeted floor.
Bernardo said, “Ms. Lucia, I want you to make sure these girls get back into bed and go to sleep. Claudia is coming with me.”
“Where are you taking her?” Ivette asked.
“That’s no concern of yours.”
Bernardo grabbed Claudia hard by the arm and dragged her out of the room.
“I’ve been woken up five times this week and I’m tired of it. If I hear anything more about another nightmare, then I’m going to have you put under psychiatric evaluation.”
“You can’t do that.” “I think you’ll find out that I can.”
Claudia was dragged through the buiding and to the door that led to the garden.
“Where are you taking me?!” “To the tower…for punishment.”
“Please don’t. I was just scared and didn’t mean to wake anyone up.” Claudia pleaded.
“I’m sure that, after tonight, you won’t have any more “nightmares” as you like to call them.”
They went through the garden and to the tower where Bernardo withdrew a set of keys out of the pocket of her dressing gown and opened the padlock.
Claudia was dragged upstairs to the small room. She knew what was up there. All of them did. The tower was the “punishment” tower and all of them had been up there at some time or other. That was why the bed was always freshly made. The room was used to keep the girls in isolation for varying amounts of time depending on what they’d done.
Inside the room, Bernardo dragged Claudia over to the cupboard and opened it to take out several loops of rope. She pointed at the bed.
“Sit down on that and cross your wrists together behind your back.”
“Can’t you just lock me in,” Claudia begged.
“I can tie you to the chair for the rest of the night, if you’d prefer that?”
Claudia reluctantly sat down on the bed and crossed her wrists behind her back. Bernardo bought the loops of rope over to her and used one of them to tie Claudia’s wrists behind her back, pulling each knot tightly as she did so. She then crossed Claudia’s ankles together and tied them together.
After that, she pulled the blankets back on the bed and forced Claudia to get in and lay on her side before pulling the blankets back over her.
Bernardo then tied several horizonal rows of rope over the blankets around Claudia’s shoulders, waist, knees and ankles, so that while her body wasn’t too restricted, the ropes around the blankets meant that she couldn’t get out of bed – at least, not until someone untied them.
“There. That should keep you out of trouble and ensure that we all get some sleep. That should stop you from having the same nightmare again.”
“It was different this time.”
“How so?”
“She told me that her name was Andrea and she had the most intense green eyes.”
Bernardo stared at her with an incredulous look on her face. It was just for a moment, but that was when Claudia said, “You know something, don’t you?”
The hard look came back into Bernardo’s eyes.
“It’s a shame, isn’t it, Claudia?”
“What is?”
“I wasn’t going to gag you because I thought that a night in isolation would be enough. I’ve now changed my mind.”
Bernardo went back to the cupboard and removed a loop of thin rope.
She came back to Claudia and roughly pushed Claudia's long auburn hair back. There was nothing Claudia could do as Bernardo doubled the rope, put the middle of it into her mouth, made a slip knot at the back of Claudia’s head to tighten it and then ran the rope in circles around the inside of Claudia’s mouth and head before knotting it off again at the back of her head. It was similar in style to a cleave gag, but tighter and rougher and Claudia found that she couldn’t say a word. The rope tasted coarse and awful and she wished that she hadn’t said anything.
Bernardo left the room and Claudia heard the key turn in the lock.
That was when the wind started roaring again.
She was now alone….with the wind.