Chapter 7
An island in the Mediterranean
‘Whack….umph….whack….umph….’ the sounds for the tennis court as Kirsty and Hayley exchanged ground strokes from the back of the court. Although she knew that Kirsty was the superior athlete Hayley had improved both her game and fitness over the past couple of months after Kirsty had suggested that they started working out together. It had seemed like a sensible suggestion as they were now sharing a room after Gayle had been moved out. The events of the previous months had indeed been strange for both of them. The decisions that Kirsty had made and her subsequent actions had led to Elizabeth Crawford losing confidence or trust in her and that meant that she was under restrictions. On the other hand, since her abduction and detention on the island Hayley’s actions had led to an increase in trust to the degree that she now had a level of trust and freedom that surprised even her. In a strange way both Kirsty and Hayley were almost in the same position now, the fallen former star pupil and the outsider turned friend.
“Time is up ladies,” Nicole called from the edge of the court. “It will have to be next point wins.” Kirsty paused her bouncing of the ball and looked at Nicole with a hint of steel in her eyes. Hayley had noted that as time wore on the rest of Elizabeth Crawford’s crew were either losing their respect or fear of Kirsty and that Kirsty didn’t like that at all.
“We can just pick it up next time,” Hayley said as she strode off court toward Nicole and Constance whilst spinning her racket in her hands. Both women were in full work attire which meant stylish, big dresses and short down jackets on top. It had been decreed by Elizabeth Crawford that Hayley and Kirsty were to be kept in full restraints for one week in every four now. There was no explanation for why forthcoming but they both reckoned that their captor is just trying to confirm who is in charge, however Hayley and Kirsty had discussed it briefly and it didn’t bother either of them that much. A clearly unhappy Kirsty soon joined Hayley at the side of the court.
“Spin round and place your hands behind you backs,” Nicole ordered. Kirsty shrugged.
“Is there any real need for this Nicole? Hayley and I have been totally compliant.”
“Whilst that is appreciated you know the rules and we are not going to lower our guard and take any chances,” Nicole replied as both Hayley and Kirsty spun round. As soon as they had complied with the instruction, they both felt a set of leather cuffs around their wrists securing them together followed by the application of a pair of finger control mitts. It was then that Hayley remembered that they would be gagged next and she had something to say.
“Before we are placed in full restraints for the week would I be able to have a private discussion with Elizabeth?” Hayley asked. It was time to have a discussion with Elizabeth Crawford about letting Gayle leave the island. Hayley could sense Constance pause behind her whilst out of the corner of her eye Nicole finished off squeezing a very thick cloth into Kirsty’s mouth and then tying a folded purple silk scarf over that stuffed mouth to make sure the cloth couldn’t be expelled. Hayley knew that it was a risky game she was playing; it took a lot of gumption for one of the girls to ask Elizabeth Crawford anything.
“I don’t know if that would be possible,” Constance said hesitantly, clearly unsure of how to proceed. She must know that Elizabeth treat Hayley slightly differently than your average captive so it was clearly a question of which could annoy Elizabeth Crawford the most. Being asked for an audience or finding out later that Hayley had been asked for one and the request not being passed on? Hayley was betting that it would be the later. There was a pause before Hayley felt the soft, smooth fabric against her lips and opened her mouth to accept the mouth filling cloth part of the gag and didn’t complain or resist as Constance prodded it all of the way in. The gag was completed by the application of a folded silk scarf over her luscious lips. “Can you keep an eye on them whilst I make a call?” Constance said to Nicole.
“Are you sure?” Nicole responded knowing better than Constance the consequences of asking the question. Hayley spun around and noted the nod that Constance gave Nicole as she walked off to the side and found her radio. “Turn around and on your knees ladies,” Nicole ordered and both Hayley and Kirsty complied. To Hayley the wait seemed a lot longer than it probably was until she heard the unmistakable swish of fabric that heralded the return of Constance.
“Miss Crawford has agreed to meet you Hayley. We shall proceed to her study now,” Constance said as she gave Hayley a hand to get back onto her feet. Nicole however did not do the same for Kirsty.
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An island in the Mediterranean
As she looked around the room from her position on a hard-backed chair in front of Elizabeth Crawford’s large wooden desk Hayley couldn’t help but admire everything about it. The large bay window behind the desk that gave a stunning view toward the cliffs, the tasteful decoration and the floor to ceiling shelves of leather-bound books. Perhaps she should ask to read some of them. Then Hayley was brought back to the moment as she winched slightly as Constance bound her ankles together with a length of cord. Hayley thought that this was overkill, where was she going to go even if she managed to get free, away from Elizabeth Crawford and the guards that were stationed around the house but she also knew from experience that these ladies were thorough and didn’t take any chances. Hayley just shrugged internally and glanced to her right where Kirsty was sat on an identical chair having her ankles bound by Nicole. That job done the two guards took up positions standing directly behind the two captives. Then the large chair on the other side of the desk spun round to reveal Elizabeth Crawford, long brown hair falling over her shoulders and piercing brown eyes taking in everything in the room. There was a pause whilst the four other women in the room focused their attention on Elizabeth, she did tend to have that affect, before Elizabeth got up and walked round the desk and took a position that meant she was leaning against the desk with her arms folded, Constance, Nicole, Hayley and Kirsty all had their attention focused on her and the stunning, black dress that she was wearing, waiting for her to speak. “Ladies, it is a pleasure to see all of you. Now, Constance, Nicole thanks for your assistance but I would be grateful if leave us now.” Hayley noted that there was a surprisingly warm smile on Elizabeth Crawford’s face.
“Are you sure ma’am?” Nicole asked; a confused look on her face.
“I understand Miss King wants to have a private discussion and I take that request seriously. Don’t worry I am sure that Hayley and Kirsty have no intentions of causing any problems….and even if they did, I am sure that I can handle them.” As they were both gagged Hayley and Kirsty just nodded to show that they would be compliant. There was a look exchanged between Nicole and Constance before they both turned and headed for door as they exited Elizabeth Crawford walked round behind Hayley and undid the knot securing the scarf in place over Hayley’s mouth. After the scarf slipped away so that it hung loosely around Hayley’s neck Elizabeth leaned in and removed the cloth from Hayley’s mouth and deposited it on the desk. “We will get you a fresh one when it comes time to reapply the gag,” Elizabeth said as she walked across to a small table picked up some items, poured a glass of water before returning to stand in front of Hayley. “Would you like a drink?” Hayley nodded and Elizabeth raised the glass to Hayley’s lips and took several large mouthfuls.
“Thanks Elizabeth,” Hayley said. Elizabeth nodded and put the glass on her desk then moved across to Kirsty and held up the items that she had picked up from the table.
“UUHHMM,” Kirsty moaned behind her gag.
“There really isn’t any need for that,” Hayley said recognising the items. Elizabeth responded by raising her index finger to her lips before slipping a thickly padded black sleep mask over Kirsty’s eyes then placing an ear plug in each of Kirsty’s ears.
“Now we can talk in private Hayley and that is what you wanted.” Hayley exhaled through her nose but had to admit that it was what she had asked for. “If you want to be really sure than I have a bottle of chloroform in my drawer.”
“No need for that Elizabeth,” Hayley replied.
“Good, keep that for later on then,” Elizabeth replied.
“Something to look forward to,” Hayley hoped that her smile hid her sarcasm. There was a slightly awkward silence before Elizabeth Crawford decided to break it.
“Hayley, I know that we have not had the chance spend that much time together recently and for that I must apologise.”
“That’s fine Elizabeth,” Hayley replied, not quite sure how to phrase a reply. “I am sure that you have a busy schedule.”
“Yes, at the moment I do.” Hayley noted that Elizabeth Crawford seemed to lose focus and gaze off into the distance for a moment like she had several things on her mind before returning back to the current conversation. “You look great by the way. That tennis outfit shows of your assets very well.” Hayley blushed at that comment.
“I have been working out a bit with Kirsty.”
“How are your sessions with Xenia?” Elizabeth inquired.
“They are going well, certainly helping me to adjust,” Hayley replied hoping that was exactly what Elizabeth wanted to hear.
“Good, glad to hear that. I know that this can be difficult so anything that we can do to help.”
“Let me go,” Hayley said. Elizabeth Crawford actually laughed out loud at that one. “Well I thought that it was worth a try.”
“Well I sense that you didn’t request this meeting to pass the time with idle chat or indeed ask me to let you leave. What can I do for you?” Elizabeth Crawford asked.
“Well you guessed correctly. Asking to let me leave was a spontaneous, spur of the moment shot in the dark but I have been thinking about someone else leaving the island….” Hayley let that sentence hang in the air.
“Alright Hayley, I will bite. Who would you like me to let leave the island?”
“Gayle,” Hayley replied instantly and locked eyes with Elizabeth to show the woman that she was totally serious.
“I have to say that I thought that you were going to say Kirsty or Elise?” Hayley had considered about the two women that Elizabeth had just mentioned but reckoned that Kirsty had no chance of being released as she knew too much about the organisation and whatever Elizabeth Crawford was doing at the moment for Elizabeth to take a chance on letting her go. Elise was perhaps a different matter but there was obviously a reason that Elizabeth was retaining the young reporter and Gayle was someone that Hayley owed, after all Gayle had volunteered to return to the island with Hayley. So, Gayle it had to be, beside Hayley could only play her card once.
“So, what do you think? You have no real reason to hold Gayle, she doesn’t give you anything. All she is doing is costing you a slot on the island that could be taken by someone else.”
“What about as leverage on your compliance?” Elizabeth asked, smiling, seeming to warm to the conversation.
“I agreed to come back to stop you selling Kirsty to the highest bidder,” Hayley looked at the woman sitting bound and gagged on the nearby seat and once again wondered if Elizabeth Crawford would have followed through on that threat. “It was nothing to do with Gayle; she just volunteered as she didn’t want me to face you and this alone.” Hayley would have used her arms to indicate on this point but they were cuffed behind her back.
“And if I agree to this Hayley what do I get in return?”
“I stay here for as long as you want me.” There is was. Finally said out loud in the open.
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An island in the Mediterranean
Whilst Hayley and Elizabeth Crawford were talking inside the study Nicole and Constance were standing silently at watch on either side of the door. “What do you reckon this conversation is about?” Nicole asked.
“I wouldn’t even like to hazard a guess,” Constance replied.
“Are you not even a little concerned?”
“Why would I be? I doubt that Hayley is making complaints about her treatment. There is nothing to complain about.”
“Diaper rash, liberal use of chloroform….” Nicole said with a smile. “It certainly couldn’t be the food and accommodation.”
“Look every captive on the island is well treated and Hayley especially as we all know that the boss has a soft spot for her….” Constance paused when she heard footsteps coming down the corridor toward them, turning her head toward the sound of the noise to find Kendall striding confidently toward them. Constance shoulders slumped at the sight of the young woman, who Constance considered to be a spoiled brat and very lucky to have the opportunity to join Elizabeth Crawford’s organisation.
“Nicole I am here to relieve you.” Constance doubted that, all that Kendall wanted to do was be involved with securing Kirsty for confinement week and gloat whilst doing it.
“Who gave those orders?” Nicole asked, obviously wary that Elizabeth Crawford would notice the change in personnel and ask a question.
“Harper,” Kendall replied with a wide smile. Constance glanced at Nicole and shrugged. Harper was now de facto Second in Command now that Kirsty had been somewhat side lined. “I think that Harper would like to have a discussion with you regarding shift patterns.” Nicole nodded at Kendall before heading off in the direction that Kendall had come from. Kendall then took up the position on the other side of the door that Nicole had vacated without so much as a nod of acknowledgment toward Constance. Which to be fair; was fine with her on some level but not on others. Constance was surprised and perhaps a bit concerned at this but it did seem that there were factions within the women on the island, those that still felt some loyalty to Kirsty and those that didn’t. Well, there was nothing to do now but wait for the door to open.
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When the door did open both Constance and Kendall turned to find a smiling Elizabeth Crawford standing in the doorway. “Kendall, it is so nice to see you. Where is Nicole?”
“Harper wanted to discuss something with her so I volunteered to step in,” Kendall responded.
“Well ladies could you please escort Hayley and Kirsty back to their suite and make them comfortable. I would be grateful if any chat between our two guests could be kept to a minimum.” Both Constance and Kendall nodded and entered the room. Constance headed toward where Kirsty was sitting bound and gagged on a chair in front of the desk but Kendall seemed to speed up and block her line so that Kendall got their first, forcing Constance to take Hayley. They both untied the ankles of their respective captives and helped them to their feet before guiding them out of the room and along the corridor toward the stairs that led to the secure section of the main house on the first floor that housed the guests. Kendall was slightly in front, keeping a firm grasp of Kirsty’s upper arm as she guided Kirsty up the stairs and toward the locked door that acted as the entrance to the section of the main house that contained the guest suites. As Constance waited for Kendall to find her security card and open the door she glanced at Hayley. Now Constance had been complimented on her looks her entire life, but however physically attractive Constance was she reckoned that Hayley would be her equal. Even gagged Constance could tell that the woman was out of this world beautiful, bone structure, cheekbones, perfect skin, luscious dark blond hair and those killer blue eyes. Constance could see why Elizabeth Crawford had a fascination with the woman. Suddenly a buzz brought Constance’s attention back to her current job and she focused her concentration on the job at hand.
There had been a lot going through Kirsty’s head from the moment that Hayley had requested to have a conversation with Elizabeth Crawford as they were being bound and gagged in advance of restriction week. Kirsty had been hoping to find out exactly what Hayley wanted to discuss with Elizabeth when much to her surprise she had been allowed into the same room, needless to say Elizabeth had then seen fit to ensure that Kirsty would not overhear any of the conversation by going almost full sensory deprivation. The whole episode intrigued and she hoped to have the opportunity to take with Hayley about it soon. Kirsty now found herself being led to the suite that they have been getting held in by Kendall, Elizabeth Crawford’s protégé. The young woman clearly had an issue with Kirsty and would take great pleasure in doing her part to secure her for the foreseeable future. The too strong grip that Kendall currently had on Kirsty’s upper arm was testament to that. As they approached the door to their suite Kendall pulled out her security card and when they were close enough used it to open the door and allow the group to enter. The only thing that Kirsty wasn’t going to complain about regarding her current predicament was that at least she and Hayley were now being kept in the best suite in the house. The view from the large windows was spectacular and Kirsty took the opportunity to take it in before having to stare at a ceiling for most of the forthcoming days. Tearing her eyes from the view Kirsty noted that there were already two large purple restraining bags lying out along with a purple down suit. It was almost as if they were expecting a new guest. Then she noted on the floor one of Elizabeth’s new gargantuan restraining bags in a shade of purple matching the bags that she was now being routinely place in and gulped.
“MMMEEEWWW,” Hayley moaned having obviously noticed the bag in her colour.
“Sorry Kirsty but Miss Crawford is adamant that Hayley and you are subject to the new three bag system. From what I hear the comfort and feeling is unbelievable,” Kendall said. “Now the pair of you can stand still whilst Constance and I sort a few things and grab a couple of diapers.” The two guards went off and Hayley and Kirsty exchange some non-verbal communication with Kirsty trying to ask what the conversation between Hayley and Elizabeth Crawford was about. The moment was broken when Kendall returned and stood between the two captives. “Constance can you secure Hayley then help me with Kirsty. It will be better if we secure one of them at a time in case there are any issues. Ladies, just to confirm if there are any problems,” Kendall paused and looked from Kirsty to Hayley and then back. “Then the chloroform will come out. The choice is entirely up to you.”
“Can you sit down on the bed for me Hayley?” Constance asked. It wasn’t elegant with her wrists bound behind her back but Hayley complied and Constance quickly bound Hayley’s ankles with a length of cord then leaned down and placed her lips close to Hayley’s ear whilst letting a hand linger on Hayley’s thigh. “Sorry about this,” Constance whispered into Hayley’s ear.
“Kirsty I am going to remove the cuffs and finger control mitts but no funny business and no taking the gag off, instructions from Elizabeth,” Kendall said. The young woman was obviously going to take this very seriously despite Kirsty having no interest in resisting. “Obey our instructions at all times and we won’t have to apply a chloroform dosed cloth.”
“Take it easy Kendall,” Constance said having dealt with Hayley and now made her way across. “Kirsty has no intention of resisting.”
“I think that we are past taking it easy Constance. Kirsty is still under investigation and therefore must be considered a threat and be treated as such. Miss Crawford may consider getting just get rid of her and potentially anybody that is loyal to her.” Kendall pointedly looked at Constance when she said this. “But I can see you maybe being an asset further down the line. I will put in a good word for you as long as you perform well.” Constance looked shocked as she glanced at Kirsty for reassurance. With her gag in place Kirsty couldn’t communicate verbally but hoped that Constance could read her eyes, stay calm and don’t do anything stupid. Kendall turned her attention back to Kirsty. “Now please strip.” Slowly and deliberately as there was no rush, Kirsty to slip off her garments, including her panties, as she knew a diaper would be applied and folded them carefully before placing them on a chair. “Constance, help me restrain Kirsty and you will be alright for the moment. I promise, otherwise I can’t guarantee your safety.” Kirsty thought that Kendall was slightly playing up her current position as Kendall thought as herself as a favourite of Elizabeth Crawford but there was something about that young woman that she did not like at all. Constance had indeed noted Kirsty’s gaze and understood what Kirsty was trying to communicate and was currently taking deep breaths. She also couldn’t help and glance across and admire what an impressive figure that Kirsty possessed. Lying on the bed Hayley had rolled over on the smooth silk covered down comforter to watch what was going on. It wasn’t the process of Kirsty being restrained that she was interested in; she knew that process intimately from having been its recipient on more occasions know than she could count but it was the dynamic between Constance and Kendall that had caught her attention. Beside Hayley also wanted to work out if Constance was sorry for the way that Kendall was treating them or for that lingering touch on her thigh.
“First things first; hands out in front of you” Constance commanded; she had decided that it would be best if she took the lead. At least it would deny Kendall the pleasure of having all of the power over Kirsty. Kirsty complied and Constance picked up a pair of fresh finger control mitts and proceeded to put one of each of Kirsty’s hands. Although she couldn’t speak Kirsty hoped that Constance could tell that she appreciated the gesture. The mitts had a small buckle at the wrist section which Constance tightened to lock the mitts in place. Kirsty winced as the buckle was secured and tried wriggling her fingers. The mitts were thickly padded and severely limited the movement of her fingers. That combined with the silky smoothness of the fabric on both the inside and outside of the mitts meant that trying to pick something up almost impossible rendering her hands useless. Kirsty gulped as the realisation of what was about to happen, she knew that she would be totally helpless once in her down filled cocoon. Although she had been kept restrained by Raquel English this was different, Kirsty knew that there would be no chance of escape for the week. Well, that was assuming that they got released after a week. Kirsty was sure that the whole week had been extended on at least one previous occasion. Whilst looking at her hands Kirsty hadn’t noticed that Constance had moved behind her. “I am going to remove that gag and put your permanent one in place,” Constance slipped into what she had been trained to say even though Kirsty knew better than her what was going on. Constance undid the knot and removed the scarf and then reached round and removed the cloth form Kirsty’s mouth. “Keep your mouth open” Kirsty jumped slightly then did as instructed. Constance brought something over her head. It was a large padded gag with a ball in the middle. The large soft ball at the centre of the gag was forced into her mouth. Kirsty reacted and closed her mouth around the ball as the pad was pushed against her lips. Kirsty felt it push down on her lips as a buckle was used at the back of her head to secure it in place.
“TGTAHT HATSHT GFRATJ” Kirsty mumbled.
“Yes, very effective gag detective and definitely required” Kendall commented with a smirk.
“HEW MOOOTTHH” Kirsty said something rude in reply which she knew would be come out as a low mumble from behind her gag.
“You will be restrained for long periods of time so I will now be putting a diaper on you. Just lie down on the bed.” Kirsty complied and Constance collected the diaper and associated materials.
“Raise your bum like a good captive” Kendall shouted. Kirsty lifted her hips from the bed and after a couple of seconds Kirsty felt a tap on her hip and took this as a sign to lower them again. When she did Kirsty felt her bum land on something soft and thick and lay perfectly still as Constance finished the process of putting on the diaper by applying cream and talcum powder before bringing up the front and securing the sticky tabs to keep it in place. “Not so bad that was it. Right get back up off the bed.” With her hands in the mitts and the diaper firmly in place this more difficult than normal. Constance grabbed the purple down suit from the bed and held it up to Kirsty then positioned it on the floor in front of Kirsty. “Step into the legs if you please” Kirsty once again complied and with a little help from Constance, especially with the arms found that she was now wearing a down filled suit again. Once again, she noticed its thickness and smoothness of the fabric that it was made from. Constance zipped up the front of the suit, flicking up the hood and then even closing the front flap over the gag so that only a box around Kirsty’s eyes was visible. “Looking good Kirsty” Kendall commented.
“Look those comments aren’t helping,” Constance said in a harsher voice than she meant to. “At least act professionally. I am sure Miss Crawford would expect nothing less.” There was a retort on the tip of Kendall’s tongue but she thought better of it and Constance returned her full attention to the task at hand. “Hands out again” Kirsty raised her arms and watched as Constance placed padded cuffs on her wrists, just above the end of the mitts, locking them together with not much of a gap. Kirsty watched as Constance picked up two straps from the bed and used them to secure her arms of her body. Constance was picking up the pace now as her training kicked in, next she fully opened up one of the sleeping bags and guided Kirsty down so that her bum was resting on the inside of the sleeping bag. “Legs together Kirsty” Constance then used three more of the straps to secure Kirsty’s legs at the ankles, just below the knees and around the middle of the thighs. Kirsty felt slight discomfort as the thigh strap was tightened due to the thick diaper that she was wearing and was now glad that she wore a diaper in bed overnight once a week even when not on restriction. “Swing your legs up and get in the bag” Constance commanded. Once again with a little assistance Kirsty managed to do as instructed. Lying perfectly still Kirsty waited as Constance pulled the top of the bag over her and zipped the bag. Out of the corner of her eye Kirsty could see Kendall approach the bed. “Kirsty please do not struggle whilst Kendall and I put you in the second restraining bag. Kirsty lay motionless as she felt her legs get lifted as they were slid into another bag. Kirsty didn’t struggle but she wasn’t going to help her captors either so she lay there as dead weight as the two women managed to slip the bag under her body, finally getting the hood under her head. This bag had a centre zip so Constance and Kendall brought the two halves of the top bag together and zip them in place, fighting against the loft of the down to get the zip up to the top before locking it off. “We will require some help assistance to get both you and Hayley into the final bag so we will take care of Hayley then come back and finish your bondage.”
“Just lay back and relax for ten minutes,” Kendall said with a wink. When Kendall and Constance moved away from the bed on which Kirsty was nicely restrained Constance removed the radio from her belt and made a call for assistance to arrive in about ten minutes. “Now Hayley I am sure that you will behave just as well as Kirsty whilst we make you comfortable.” It didn’t take long for the two guards to undertake the same procedure on Hayley, this time with Kendall taking the lead and the suit and bags being a nice shade of light blue rather than purple. During the process Constance couldn’t help but steal a couple of admiring glances at Hayley’s body before admonishing herself for a lack of professionalism. For her part Hayley obeyed every instruction as there was no point doing anything else. Not only didn’t Hayley want reports of disobedience getting back to Elizabeth Crawford she was in doubt that any dissent would be met with the application of a chloroform laced cloth. Just as Kendall and Constance were zipping up Hayley’s second restraining bag the door to the suite opened and Nicole and Tahani entered.
“We heard that you needed some help ladies,” Nicole said.
“If you could just place the external transportation bag for Kirsty on the bed next to her, we will be over in a minute,” Constance replied. Nicole gestured with her head toward Tahani and they picked up the gargantuan between them and placed it onto the bed beside the down cocoon that contained Kirsty. They were joined shortly by Constance and Kendal. There were straps strategically placed on the external restraining bags, for securing them to beds during transport on trains and boats and each of the four guards took a firm hold of one of these straps and lifted the thick down cocoon containing Kirsty up off the bed and across to deposit it into the larger transportation bag. The bag was that large that there was plenty of room to complete that task although it was slightly more difficult to close and it took Constance and Nicole a minute to get it shut over properly. Constance leaned in and gave Kirsty a reassuring smile and received a wink in return. As she took a step back from the bed Constance took in the scale of the massive down cocoon and wondered what Kirsty was feeling at the moment.
“Let’s get Hayley finished and then we can get back to work,” Kendall said and the four guards quickly completed that task made to leave the room but Kendall made a quick detour back to where Kirsty was lying. “That’s us finished Kirsty. No means of escape but you will be very comfortable for the duration of your captivity as long as you relax and enjoy.” That last statement made the two women disappeared and left Kirsty to her own devices. Taking the opportunity Kirsty had a wriggle but there was no give in her bonds. Despite her situation there was a sense of pride that she had taught Constance so well and that she had followed her training despite what must have been an awkward situation for her. Thumping her head back into the soft, thick pillow she noticed that the thickness of the sleeping bags was increasing as the loft inflated, pushing the soft material of the inner shell against her body. Once again, she marvelled at how comfortable she was despite her movements being severely restricted by the down that totally encased her body.
Walking down the corridor the four guards were chatting when Nicole commented, “I wonder why the boss wanted Kirsty and Hayley in those bags. I thought that they were only for transporting high value guests outside the base?” There was no response as everyone contemplated that question.
“They are massive bags. I wouldn’t have thought that there was really any need for them to be used in the house,” Constance commented. “I wonder what it is like to be encased in one,” Constance said. As part of their training every guard had to submit to a week of being treated like a captive at the base which included being restrained for long periods in the bags.
“Keep talking like that and I am sure that I can arrange for that to happen,” Kendall said, an edge to her voice that sent a shiver down Constance’s spine. Constance lightly grabbed Nicole’s wrist and squeezed so that her colleague stopped whilst Kendall and Tahani walked on engaged in conversation.
“What did Harper want to talk about?” Constance asked Nicole.
“That’s the strange thing Constance. Harper said that Kendall must have been mistaken, she didn’t want to talk to me.”