Chapter 18: The First Morning


    Chapter 18: The First Morning


    Both of the captive women awoke before anyone came for them. Nothing had changed with respect to


    their restrictions and the room was still totally ck. Darlene could tell that Melinda was awake by the


    tiny sounds of her yet again testing the straps holding them down. Forgetting the lesson of the night


    before, she began to speak. No sooner had the sound of her voice begun than the dark room was


    pierced by two loud cries. “Don’t…” Melinda began to admonish her, but her first word set off the


    electrical charges again and she mped her mouth shut.


    The tingling strong shocks ceased.


    Theyy there in the darkness and silence, save for the sound of their breathing, and wondered what


    would happen to them next. Darlene, for her part, was actually surprised that at least one them had not


    been taken to Reggie’s bedroom. Darlene could understand if it were Melinda who would be taken first.


    She prettier, and eighteen years younger, even though Darlene was still a very attractive woman with a


    fine body. Time, aided by a lot of tennis and healthful eating, had been kind to her. Having had only one


    child had helped too.


    But they had only been strapped down to those benches and left that way all night. They could not


    share feelings, but both would haveined that they were hungry and had to go to the bathroom –


    really badly.


    Eventually, the light sprang into blinding intensity and the door opened. As their eyes became


    ustom to the overhead light bulb, they could see Angus standing there, hands on hips, looking down


    at their nearly naked bodies.


    With hesitation, Darlene meekly asked, “Please… I have to go.”


    There was no shock, so the device must have been switched off.


    “I’m sure you do, darling, I’m sure you do. And you’ll get your chance right soon.”


    He began unbuckling straps from Darleen. With the final leather straps off, he helped her up to a sitting


    position. He left her arms taped behind her but untied the ropes from around her booted feet. Standing


    her on her feet, he turned her towards the door and pointed. “First door on the left,” he said. Nothing


    more was needed; she knew what was behind that door. On wobbling legs she set off.


    Angus watched her walk through the door then turned his attention to the teenager. “An’ I’ll suppose


    you’ll be wanting to use the loo also?”


    “Go to hell,” she told him. There was some heat in her voice but not as much as there had been right


    after her kidnapping. Days of being in harsh restraints had toned it down, but the hatred inside had not


    diminished. Had she not been bound with tape, rope and straps, she would dly have stood upon that


    bench and relieved her dder all over this grinning male.


    Instead, she held her tongue while he removed the straps. When the rope was removed from her


    ankles, she stood and, on unsteady high heels, walked away from him. She really needed to visit the


    facilities that he referred to as the “loo” but she tried not to show her urgency.


    When she reached the loo, Darlene was trying to flush the toilet with her taped together arms and


    having little sess. Melinda walked up, lifted a boot and pushed down the lever with that. Darlene


    stood back to allow Melinda to sit down.


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    “There’s toilet paper,” she began, “but with my arms taped…”


    Melinda said nothing. She was busy with what she was doing. Darlene sighed and walked out to where


    Angus was standing and grinning at their difort at having to perform bodily functions in the


    presence of a man.


    “Are we going to get some breakfast?” she asked him, both because of the hunger in her and a desire


    to draw his attention away from watching Melinda sitting there. He seemed to find it amusing that


    Melinda was ring daggers at him as she did what she had to do.


    “Now,ss, I’m a reasonable man,” he began, “and you can speak to me all you want. But, since you


    two are ves, I think perhaps you should get in the habit of not speaking unless told to. The Master


    will expect that. An’ me little Susan will, also. She’s always looking for reasons to punish a ve. A


    word to the wise.”


    There came the sound of the toilet flushing, followed by Melinda’s emergence into the waiting room.


    “Feed us.”


    It was amand not a request from Melinda’s firm lips.


    “Now,ss, you’ll be understanding soon enough the rules of your new life. You should no be talkin’


    ’less you’re talked to.”


    “You can screw this whole new life thing,” she spat at him. “When my father finds us, you’ll be singing a


    different tune. He’ll have police all over this ce. He’s very rich and powerful. If he has to, he’ll hire


    some mercenaries and kick your asses. You and Susan and ‘Master Reggie’!”


    “Aye,ss, and how’s your daddy gonna find you?”