Take Three
Dolls
Angel was
nervous. Her two visitors had been her friends, but they had not seen each
other for ten years and the last time they had met, it had not been the
happiest of times.
She looked at herself
in her mirror, and adjusted the shoulder straps of her lightning blue dress,
the wrap effect top with a deep neckline that showed her chest off. The skirt
came to her knees, the dark hose covering hr legs and then the knee length
black leather boots over her lower legs.
Picking up the
brush, she pulled it through her long blonde hair, as a memory came to mind.
“Get in
there and lie face down “
Angel shook and
held herself, before she put the brush down and then walked slowly down the
long staircase to the lower floor. She could hear the car pull up outside, and
took a deep breath before she opened the door.
“Dyan it’s been
a long time.”
“Ten years,
Angel may I come in?”
“Of course,”
Angel said as she stepped to one side and looked at the new arrival. She had
black hair cut in a bob, and was wearing a knee length black leather dress with
white details, and knee length white leather boots.
“That’s a
different look from the old days.”
“Not really
just a different style,” Dyan said quietly, “I could never fully forget the old
days despite what happened.”
Angel nodded,
before she said “do you want a drink?”
“Yeah a long and
very strong one,” Dyan said as they walked into the front room, Angel going to
a drinks cabinet and poured two glasses of whiskey. Handing one to Dyan, she
raised a glass and said “memories.”
“Memories,”
Dyan said quietly as she took a drink. “Do you ever think of that day,” she
eventually said as she closed her eyes.
“Please,
you don’t have to do this, we whnnynyhhnnhhhh .”
“Sometimes, in
my dreams,” Angel finally said.
“Dreams or
nightmares?”
“Both,” the
blonde said as she sat down, and took a drink.
“Is Rhonda
coming as well?”
“That should be
her now,” Angel said as another car pulled up. Dyan watched as she walked out
of the room, and then heard her say “Rhonda welcome.”
“Long time no
see,” she heard a voice reply, and then another blonde walked in, wearing a
blue silk blouse and a purple leather miniskirt with a black belt round her
waist. She was wearing over the knee black leather boots, and a smile as she
said “Dyan? I would never have recognised you.”
“Or you,
Rhonda,” she said as she stood up and looked at the latest arrival. The two
then embraced as Angel poured a third drink, and handed it over to the latest
arrival.
“So, how are
you Angel,” Rhonda said as she sat down with the glass, “I heard about Ben.”
“I’m getting
there,” she said as she sat, “and he did leave me well looked after. But lately
well, that day keeps coming back to my mind.”
“Want to talk
about it?”
“I think we
should it’s long past time we Who the hell “
Angel was looking
to the door, Dyan and Rhonda turning their heads to see four women had walked
into the room. They were identically dressed, in grey bodysuits that covered
them from their feet to their heads, grey short boots
and gloves covering their feet and heads and white featureless masks over their
faces with only thin eyeholes visible.
Both women
looked at Angel as the grey clad women just stood there, before Angel said “get
out of my house, before I call the police.”
All four women
cocked their heads to the side, before the one in front put a gloved finger
where their lips should be, and raised their other hand, all three women seeing
the gun.
“WHO ARE YOU?”
“Angel,” Rhona
said quietly, “they’re not going to answer you.”
“Why are they
dumb?”
“No they’re the
China Doll Gang.”
Angel suddenly
went pale and looked at the four women as they all nodded, one of them stepping
to the side and putting down a large canvas bag. Their leader then point at
Dyan and Rhonda, as another Doll stepped forward and put her gloved hands palm
down on her head.
“Do as she says,” Rhonda said quietly, Dyan nodding as both women put
their hands on their heads. The lead Doll then pointed at Angel and indicated
she should stand up, the fourth Doll opening the bag and taking out a doubled
length of brown rope, a small loop tied in the centre.
“What are they
going to do to me,” Angel said as she stood up.
“They are ging
to tie us all up,” Rhonda said, “and rob us.”
“Oh God, not
again Please “
“You need to be
brave, Angel just as we were that day. Believe me, they are not going to say
anything, and it is better to do as they say.”
“But “
The armed Doll slowly
shook her head from side to side as her partner walked behind Angel, and drape
the rope over her shoulders. She saw the ropes drop down and the grey gloved
hands as they came round and started to pull the rope round her limbs, taking
them behind her at the same time as she felt the rope against her bare skin. As
they went behind her, the Dol continued to wrap the rope round, as he mind went
back ten years .
“Ladies and
Gentlemen, presenting the new Palermo Esprit!”
As the
curtains drew back, the audience saw the new sports car on a rotating plinth,
and the three blonde haired models posing by the car. They were all wearing
short sleeved mini dresses, made of white material that hugged their bodies,
and white knee length leather boots. They smiled and waved as the photographers
took their pictures, the flash bulbs going off as Angel said “not bad for a
couple of hundred quid, is it?”
“Not too bad
at all,” Rhonda said as she out her hand on the car and pushed her hips out,
Dyan shaking her head as she posed on the bonnet. They were all students, in
their final years, with bills to pay -so the offer had been too good to pass up
on.
Eventually,
the crowd moved off as the three girls made their way backstage. “As I said,
easy money,” Angel said, Dyan nodding as they walked into the room and then all
three stared at the stocking masked men, as one of them aimed a gun at them and
said “Well now - three little chicks to truss up “
“Angel?”
She opened her
eyes and looked at Dyan and Rhonda, then looked down as the grey gloved hands
wrapped the ropes around and between her breasts, holding her arms firmly
against her sides. She was aware of the fact her arms had been pulled up her
back, and the fact she was unable to move at all except to twist round.
“Sorry I was
just “
“I can imagine,”
Rhonda said as she looked at her friend, the brown ropes tied like a harness
round her upper body. The Doll then motioned with her hand to Angel to sit on
the floor, as the one who had bound her went back to the bag and took out a
second length of rope. As she knelt on the floor and wrapped it round Anel’s
legs below her knees, another Doll went and fetched out a second long doubled
over rope, as the armed leader pointed at Dyan and told her to stand up.
“How tight is
it,” she asked as she slowly stood up, putting her arms by her sides as the
Doll walked behind her.
“Tight.”
“As tight as “
“In a different
way,” Angel said as Dyan felt the rope going down her arms, hearing the
squeaking as it rubbed on the leather and then the way her arms were folded
behind her. She could feel her forearms been forced together, and then felt
them being pulled up her back as the memories came back.
Dyan grunted
as the ropes were pulled tighter round her body, forcing her arms against her
sides as she looked at the other two. The masked man was securing the ropes
behind Angel as Rhonda twisted her body round, the top of her dress opening
slightly as she did so.
“Please, you
don’t have to do this, we whnnynyhhnnhhhh .”
Dyan’s words
were cut off as a red ball was pushed int her mouth, and then white tape was
pressed down over her mouth, keeping the ball in place
and stifling her attempts to speak. She could only watch as both Rhonda and
Angel were gagged in the same way, before the second man opened an internal
cupboard.
“Get in
there and lie face down “
The three
women were forced to walk into the closet, Angel kneeling and then lying down
as the other two lay beside her. They looked at each other as the men knelt
behind them, crossing their ankles and securing them together with more rope
Dyan turned her
head to look at Angel as she sat there, shaking while the Doll pulled her legs
together below her knees, and taking the rope between her legs,
before the rope was taken down and used to secure her ankles together.
“Stay calm,”
Dyan said quietly.
“Have you any
idea how scared I am?”
“As scared as
me but like then, we need to calm ourselves. If we do anything to upset each
other or ourselves “
Angel slowly
nodded as she watched the Doll binding Rhonda in the same way, while Dyan felt
her legs being forced together, the rough brown rope robbing on the white
leather.
“I think we may
be here a while,” she said quietly, as one of the Dolls came in and deposited a
smaller canvas bag into the larger one.
“Well, there
goes my jewellery,” Angel said quietly, “I’m just glad most of the inheritance
is at the bank or in a safe deposit box, where these silent devils cannot reach
it.
Dyan slowly
nodded as Rhonda sat next to her, looking over as her legs were bound. “I hope
they leave us like this this time,” she said quietly.
“So do I “
Angel was trying
to control herself as her legs were bent back, her ankles crossed and bound
tightly together and then secured to her chest ropes with more rope.
“Jshhrhrmhnchlm,” Rhonda mumbled as the rope forced her own
legs together below her knees, and then her ankles were pulled back and secured
like the other two women.
“Bhthmshchhrhd.”
“Hkknnhhh,” Rhonda said as she turned her head and looked at
the masked man.
“Emptied the
safe?”
“Yeah and
the witnesses are going nowhere, are they?”
All three of
them shook their head from side to side as the two men left them there,
struggling on the floor as the door was closed and locked.
“Look, I know
you are not going to talk,” Rhonda said as the ripe was tied off under her
ankles, “but may I ask a boon?”
The armed Doll
looked directly at her, and then slowly nodded as Angel looked at her.
“Last time this
happened to us, nobody came to find us for hours I know this may not be your
style, but she,” Rhonda said as she looked at Angel, “is recently widowed. May
I ask you to raise the alarm after a suitable interval.”
She looked at
the masked woman, before she slowly nodded and then turned to look at another
of her companions. The second woman took a red bandana from the large bag, and
rolled it into a band, tying a knot in the middle before she held it in front
of Rhonda’s mouth.
“Thank you,”
she said, the Doll inkling her head as the red knot was pushed between her
teeth,, and then the band tied tightly round her head to secure the gag. Dyan
looked at her as she rolled and knotted a second gag, before she accepted it in
the same way.
Angel took
several deep breaths, before she nodded as she was gagged in the same way as
the other two, the band pressing in on her cheeks as she felt the red mass
pressing her own tongue down.
“Fhnkkuh,” she mumbled as the four Dolls looked at them, and
then they slowly walked out, one of them picking up the bag as they did so. All
three could hear them walking out, and then a vehicle leaving as Rhonda tried
to twist free.
“Httsthth.”
Rhona nodded as
Dyan nudged Angel and said “Huuuhhhkrht?”
She saw the
tears as Angel slowly turned her head and nodded, before saying “htssnhthsbhdthsthm.”
“Nhththsnht,” Dyan said as she smiled, the other two doing
so as well as they struggled in the tight bands
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