Tom and Jill

Chapter two – The escape

 

“Drive around the back and pull into the garage there.  Don’t move until you are told.” She drove around the back and parked the car in an old garage filled with rusty farm implements and old boxes.  She could feel her heart beating faster as she waited to be allowed to leave the car.  All the time she was driving she knew she was necessary to their plans but now they were at their final destination, she began to worry that they would not need her around any more. When the door was opened, she jumped, her mind on other things.  She could see it was the younger brother who had his hand out for her to take. 

 

“Come on love, I know you are scared but you can’t stay in the car all day.  I don’t know about you but I am feeling rather hungry.”  At his words, she looked up, seeing something like concern on his face. She tentatively put her hand in his, surprised at this touch of manners in such a strange situation. 

 

Tom sensed her hesitation, not surprising due to her situation.  He had watched her while she had driven, seeing the fear she tried to keep hidden, in her eyes. He knew she had to be wondering what would happen now, and he had to admit that he didn’t even now the answer to that one himself.  They had never had a reason to have a hostage before and he didn’t know what Nick had in mind.  He helped her to stand and led her to the back of the car, stopping her there before he took her into the house. 

 

Jill let herself be helped from the car and was just beginning to think that he would not hurt her, when he turned her to stop at the back of the car.  He had not been rough, but she still sensed the strength he could use if needed.  Looking up at him, she tried to read in his face what his intention might be.

 

Tom could see that he had scared her by stopping her so suddenly and cursed himself.  He only wanted to reassure her that he would not harm her, but had already made her scared of him. 

 

“What is your name, dear?”

 

“J-Jill.”  He could hear the nervousness in her voice and stepped back a little to give her some more personal space, however he still held her hand in his. 

 

“Jill, I know you are scared and I am sure I would be too if I were in your shoes.  I just want to let you know that you have nothing to be scared of from me.  However, you will need to be careful around my brother.  He is not a bad man, but you don’t want to make him mad.” 

 

He could see her eyes widen at his comment, sorry that he had to scare her even more, but he knew that he had to warn her about Nick. 

 

“What is going to happen to me? Will you let me go?” 

 

“I really don’t know, we don’t usually take hostages and I don’t know what my brother has in mind yet.”

 

 He could see her taking in what he was saying, as her face grew pale.   He had just let go of her hand to stroke her face when she got away from him.  Before he knew what was happening, she had grabbed an old pitchfork and was holding it up in front of her.

 

Jill didn’t know how she had done it, but one minute he was telling her that he didn’t know what would happen to her and the next she was holding the pitchfork.  She had noticed it along with the other rusty tools as she drove in but never thought she would have it in her hands so soon.  The look of shock on the man’s face would have made her laugh in other circumstances. She had no idea what she would do now, but thought that if she could get the keys she could take the car and escape. 

 

Please, I don’t want to hurt you. Please just give me the keys and I’ll go. I won’t even tell anyone about this. Please.” She could see him considering what to do and thought she had won when he moved his hand to his pocket.  Unfortunately, she didn’t know he had a gun and instead of him getting her keys, he levelled the gun at her. 

 

“Now Jill, I really don’t want to use this but unless you put down the pitchfork, I will be forced to shoot you. I have heard that even a simple graze can be very painful.”  Tom saw her freeze, not knowing what to do.  He didn’t want to shoot her but had hoped that he could bluff her into putting down the fork. He knew that if Nick was here, he would have used the gun already.  He was just about to give her one more warning when he saw Nick come running out of the house.

 

‘What the fuck is going on here?” Nick yelled as he stormed down the yard. The sound of his voice startled Jill, making her drop the fork and run.  She had no idea where she was going and could hear footsteps behind her. Bracing herself for the pain of a gunshot, she was not prepared for the feeling of her feet being pulled out from under her in what had to be a perfect tackle. Her breath knocked out of her by the fall, she could not stop him from flipping her onto her back.  She hardly had time to see his hand fly up before she felt a stinging blow to one side of her face. Her other cheek received the same treatment before she felt her hands gathered up together above her head.  She looked up at the man through her tears, not liking the anger she could see in his eyes.

 

“What the fuck did you think you were doing, bitch?  I had almost decided to let you go but now you have pissed me off. That is not a good thing, believe me.”  Jill felt the grip on her hands tighten as he took both her wrists in one of his big hands. When he reached inside his jacket, she was sure he was reaching for his gun. Closing her eyes, she again braced herself for the anticipated pain, but a new pain in her wrists forced her to open her eyes again.  When she looked up, she could see he was tying her hands with a piece of rope, firmly binding them together. She was then jerked to her feet, his hands holding the end of the rope like a leash.

 

“That was a really stupid thing to do. We will have to keep a good watch on you while we decide what to do with you. Kid, you get her groceries out of the car.” 

 

Jill was pulled into the house, finding herself having to run a bit to keep up with his big strides.  She watched his back as he pulled her along, seeing the muscles working with each step.  She felt foolish for having tried to get away, but at the time she was going on instinct.  She had no time to check out her surroundings before being pulled into a kitchen and then into a lounge area.  He stopped in the middle of the room and pushed her back into an old lounge, the springs creaking under her. 

 

"Don’t even think about moving,” he warned her as he went into the room nearby.  Jill could hear her grocery bags being put down on the table in the kitchen and knew she would not have any chance of getting away.  She also knew that she could push him to use his gun if she tried anything again, so just remained where she was.  Looking around the room, she was aware the furniture was old, the room having an unlived in look.  Obviously the two brothers had not lived here for long. 

 

The sound of footsteps returning to the room made her look up to see the older brother returning with a number of ropes and something else that she couldn’t quite make out in his hand. She shivered as he reached out and gripped her hair, twisting her head to look up at him.

 

“Good to see that you have found your senses again, however it won’t stop me from securing you.  Fight me and you will just make me bind you tighter. Understand bitch?” With that, he pulled on the rope tying her hands and pulled her back up to her feet.  “First, though, I think you have too many clothes on.  I am going to untie your hands and you are going to take off your jeans and your shirt.  Behave, and I will allow you to keep your underwear on for now.”

Jill didn’t like the way he had said ‘for now’, but moved quickly to remove her outer clothes, as soon as he had released her hands.  She stood, feeling embarrassed to be standing in front of two strange men in her underwear. The younger brother had finished in the kitchen and was leaning against the frame of the door.  He again had a slightly concerned look on his face, even though she could clearly see the outline of his cock bulging in his jeans. 

 

“Put your hands behind you back, wrists facing up.”  Jill was ordered, and when she did so, she felt her hands being tied firmly behind her back.  She gasped as she felt her bounds being tightened, the pull on her arms making her breasts poke out.  She wanted to cover herself, but couldn’t.  She felt him tie the end of the rope around her hips, effectively holding her hands down onto her bottom.  He then pushed her back down onto an old armchair, the springs also creaking.   Her legs were pushed up onto the edge of the seat, while he tied her ankles to her thighs. He then pulled the end of each rope over the arm of each chair, securing the rope to something she couldn’t see on the floor.  By the time he was done, she found that she was unable to close her legs.  Jill felt even more embarrassed than she had a moment ago, knowing that her most private parts were on show, even if she still had her underpants on. 

 

Nick stood back and looked at Jill. He had not really intended to take things this far, but she had made him so angry that he had acted without thinking. He could see her blush at the way he had exposed her, and knew she wouldn’t like the last part of her bondage.  He had messed around with bondage a bit and had brought some of his stuff with him, thinking he may get to use them again one day. He couldn’t wait to see her reaction to the gag, it being one of things about bondage that turned him on the most.  He just loved the look in a girl’s eyes and as all the other woman had been consenting, he was eager to see the difference. 

 

“Jill, I don’t think you are going to like this very much, but I told you that you would be sorry if you pissed me off.”

 

 He saw her look confused as she tried to work out what he was holding and then when she realised what it was, her eyes grew wide and she began to beg.

 

“Please don’t use that. I will be good, I promise.”

 

Jill had never seen one before but thought what he held in his hand was called a ball gag.  She tried to back away, but soon just hit the back of the seat. “Please,” she hated to sound so desperate, but the thought of wearing that thing just scared her so much. The man just grabbed her cheeks until he had her mouth open and pushed the ball into her mouth.  She struggled with her tongue to push it out, but he was too strong and she felt her jaws spreading as he popped the ball behind her teeth.  He then just pushed her head down as he tightened the straps, making the ball go in even further into her mouth.  When he had pulled her head back up, her jaw was aching and she felt like her cheeks were being split in two. 

 

Nick stood back, the look on her face surpassing anything he could have imagined.  She had tears running down her face and was moaning loudly.  “Now Jill, I know I have made the gag tight, but you need to learn to do as you are told. Now, if you sit quietly while I do some things, I promise I will come back and loosen it. If you continue to make a fuss, it will stay there all night if necessary.” 

 

Jill forced herself to breath deeply and calm down, not wanting to keep the gag in for any longer than she had to. She did not like the look on his face, it was almost as if he liked to see her this way. 

 

“Good girl Jill, I can see you’re trying.  If you can keep this up, I will help make you feel better in a little while. For now, though, I have some money to count.”  Jill watched him head off to the kitchen, turning on the TV as he left the room.  She caught sight of the other brother still standing in the doorway; the same concerned look on his face.  She wondered if he would be the one to help her escape, though right now she knew she was not going anywhere.

 

Tom had watched while Nick had tied Jill to the chair. He wasn’t sure he liked what his brother was doing, but his cock certainly did.  He had never seen a woman look so vulnerable before, the way she was exposed and look in her eyes as Nick had put the gag in something he had never seen before.  He had known that Nick had played around with bondage but had never seen him in action. He went to check that Jill was ok before he helped Nick with the money.

 

Jill had seen the younger brother watching her and squirmed nervously in her binds as he walked towards her.  She hated being seen this way and wanted to be anywhere else but here.  When he reached out to stroke her hair, she leaned back until her head was resting on the back of the seat.

 

“Shhh Jill, It is ok.  I just wanted to make sure you could breath alright.  Nod if you can?” 

 

Jill nodded; the gag was tight and it was making her drool, but she could still breath. She liked the way he was stroking her hair, feeling some comfort in what was becoming a very uncomfortable situation. She tried to talk to him, to beg him to take it out, but knew he would not be able to understand her. 

 

Tom could tell she wanted him to remove the gag, but knew she would have to wait for Nick to do that. 

 

“Sorry love, I know you want the gag out, but it has to stay there. I will try to check on you to make sure you are still ok, but I can’t take it out.”

 

The look in her eyes was almost too much for him to bear and he stood up to help his brother, leaving her softly crying.