As we sat and ate, I said “Patty said that white building is a tomb?”
“That’s right,” Angela said, “the Holderness family tomb. Almost all of my ancestors are buried in there. Those that aren’t – like my great great grandmother – have a memorial there instead.”
“Is she the one whose portrait is in the hallway?”
“That’s right – she was on the Titanic when it sank.”
“So,” I said after I had taken a drink, “why is there a memorial cross on the path here?”
“Ah – that marks the spot where the brother of the first Lord Holderness was killed. Some say he protects the family from beyond the grave – we call it the Legend of the Holderness Shadow.”
“Wow – have any of you seem him?”
Patty and Rachel shook their heads, but Angela nodded and said “oh yes – I’ve seen him, and he is very real. But that’s enough of that side of things – tell us about yourself Debbie.”
So we spent the next hour talking about some of the movies and shows I’ve made, some of the people I’ve met – including a very funny tale Alan Rickman told me – and what I liked and didn’t like about being a star.
Time just seemed to fly past, before Angela said “we need to get back to the house. Can you help me pack up, and we’ll walk back together?”
We all helped to pack things away – including the ropes in a bag Angela took out of the basket – and then we walked back up, along the path through the forest, and back up the lawn to the house.
“Listen,” Angela said as we got to the kitchen door, “do you still want to dress up this afternoon?”
We all nodded as she said “well, my grandmother has found three outfits you can wear. They are all from 1961, so please be careful with them.” She put the basket on the kitchen table as we came in, and then went to the bedroom I was using, where the three dresses were laid out.
“Oh wow,” Patty said, “do you want to pick first Debbie?”
“Do you mind if I wear this,” I said as I chose a pale blue dress. The others were lovely, but this one was longer, and would cover my knees. There was also a pair of white shoes with kitten heels on the top of the dress.
“Great – see you in a few minutes,” Patty and Rachel said as they took the other two dresses, and the shoes, and went to their room. I quickly changed, slipped the white heels on, and looked at myself in the mirror. The dress had elbow length sleeves, and a little bow at the front of my waist, and I was pleased to see the skirt did come down over my knees.
I came out to see Angela there, smiling as she said “the others are in the play room.” We walked down, and as I went in Patty said “wow – you look like someone from an early Cliff Richards movie, like the ones Mum likes.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment – you both look great as well,” I said with a smile. Patty’s dress had a brown tartan check, with a little white collar and cuffs and two pockets on the chest, a gathered waist and a straight skirt, as well as brown heels. Rachel was wearing a dress with a red tartan pattern, and a Peter Pan collar. The sleeves of her dress came down to her elbows, and the skirt was pleated. She also had red heels on.
“I need to see Grandmother now,” Angela said, “one word of warning. If you’re going to do what I think you’re going to do, be careful – heels are not the best thing for jumping in.”
“Thanks Angela,” I said as she left, and I looked at Debbie and Rachel. “Right then – will you both let me cover your hands, and secure you in the same way as before?”
They both nodded, and soon they looked as if they had white fingerless gloves on as I started to bind their arms. Debbie kept talking to Rachel as I was doing this, as I made sure their wrists and upper bodies were secured as they had been for the walk down to the lake.
“All right then,” Debbie said with a smile, “what’s next?”
“Next,” I said quietly, “we go the next level. Remember how easy it was for Rachel to loosen knots with her teeth?”
Debbie nodded as I said “well, we can make that more difficult, if not impossible.” I could see the excitement in Debbie’s eyes, as I said “by gagging you.” I went and picked up a handkerchief, rolled it up and then tied it round Debbie’s head, making sure I didn’t trap her head as I tied the ends together, before I did the same for Rachel. Both of them had their lips over the band as well
Well, this was what I was used to – I knew it didn’t exactly keep me quiet, but I tried to act as if I could not speak, Rachel giggling all the time.
“So – can you get the gag off Debbie?”
I looked at Patty, and tried to shake it down off my head, but it would not budge. “Nootwonsheft,” I said, as Patty nodded. I then looked at Rachel as she started to twist her head round – and then the scarf fell from her mouth!
“Easy,” Rachel said, “use your tongue to push the band out.”
I looked at her, and then I twisted my mouth round, pressing my tongue against the cloth – and lo and behold, it came out! I looked at them, and then said “That was easy – when you know how.”
“True,” Patty said, “and then there is this.” I watched as she tore a strip form a roll of duct tape, and pressed it over Rachel’s mouth – and then a second strip over mine, before I had a chance to say anything. It brought back memories of the kidnapping – but then I saw Rachel twist her face round again, before the tape came away!
“Your face is a picture,” she laughed, “use your tongue to moisten the tape – it gets less sticky, and comes away easily.” So I put my tongue between my lips, wet the tape – and it peeled away as if by magic!
“If only I had known,” I whispered quietly… I then looked at Patty and said “what’s next?”
“This,” she said as she held up a balled up handkerchief. In quite a few shows, the bad guys used those to keep the victims – including me – quiet, so I opened my mouth and let her put it in, closing my lips over it.
“Now, can you push that out?”
That was easy – I opened my mouth and used my tongue to push it out.
“If Angela were here, she’s say the way to really gag someone is to stop them from using their tongue or their lips,” Patty said quietly as she held the hankie up again. I allowed her to put it back in my mouth, before she tied a second one round my head as a cleave gag – then did the same to Rachel. This time, I knew I was in trouble – my mouth was blocked! How could I push it out…? Then I looked at Rachel, as she started to push the wad out with her tongue, moving the cleave gag out and down at the same time! I tried to do the same, and eventually both of us were able to talk again.
“Are you… Are you saying you can get out of any gag,” I gasped as I looked at them.
“Let’s try this first,” Patty said as once again the wet wadded hankie went into my mouth, but this time picked up what looked like a strip of towel, and mad a knot in the middle. She pushed the knot between my teeth, as she said “I know it’s taken a while to get to this, but I wanted to take my time to teach you – and also I wanted you to see just how – well, how useless the gags they use on television and films are.” She tied the strip round my head, and said “try talking now.”
“Whtdduwntmtse,” I mumbled, my eyes shooting open as I realised I wasn’t really intelligible! To make it worse, Patty then tore several strips of duct tape from the roll, and pressed them over my mouth and chin, covering the knot. I watched as she did the same to Rachel, but I realised she wasn’t expecting something as she looked at Patty.
“Go on then,” she said as she looked at me, “get the gag away from your mouth.”
I grinned as Debbie looked at me, and then tried to twist her face round. As she did so, I could see she was pushing the knot and wad from her mouth, as the tape started to come away from her face – and eventually, the towel and tape fell onto her chest as she spat the handkerchief out.
“That – was different,” she said with a grin, as Rachel managed it a little faster. As she spat the hankie out, she said “I thought you were going to use the white tape?”
“Surprise,” I said as she looked at me. “Debbie, so far you’ve been able to get it out, but what I want to show you now is how we have been gagged by Jay Edwards and others. This one, you cannot get out of without help – guaranteed.”
“But you said you were gagged like that all day,” Debbie said quietly, “isn’t there a risk of swallowing the cloth or choking.”
“So long as you stay calm, and breathe through your nose, you’ll be fine,” I said, “but the way I’m going to do this minimises that risk. Watch – I’ll show you on Rachel.”
As they watched, I balled up a clean handkerchief, and then wrapped it in a second handkerchief so that it made a band with a bulge in the middle. Walking over to Rachel, I said “here we go,” and she nodded as she opened her mouth. I pushed the centre of the band gently past her teeth, and then she closed her lips over it as I left the two ends hanging down from her mouth.
Next, I tied a knot in the centre of a towelling strip, and positioned that above the padding in Rachel’s mouth, taking the strip around her head and tying the ends off at the base of her neck. I then took the ends of the hankie round, and tied them off on top of that knot.
“Thssskpmmfflldndecnttlk,” Rachel mumbled, Debbie giggling as she said “but can’t she push that out?”
“Well yes, but at the same time, she can’t swallow the packing accidentally – let’s make it more difficult,” I said as I took the duct tape, and tore several strips off, pressing them over Rachel’s mouth and face. When she had finished, there was a wide silver band from ear to ear, and the cloth and towelling was completed covered.
“Not very well,” Debbie said, “but she can get that off eventually as well.”
“Not by the time I’ve finished,” I said, Rachel nodding as I next picked up the roll of the lovely squashy white tape, and wrapped that round Rachel’s head, Debbie’s eyes widening as I covered the silver and the band round her head.
“This tape is safe – doesn’t damage the hair,” I said as I wrapped it round several times, pressing Rachel’s hair to the back of her head. Tearing the end free and pressing it down, I then took the duct tape and wrapped that round her head as well, keeping it over the white tape at all times.
“Oh my goodness,” Debbie said quietly as Rachel winked. Finally, I took a red scarf from the box, folded it into a wide band and tied it round Rachel’s head, covering everything so that it looked as if she just had a scarf tied round her mouth.
“Can you… Can you talk?” Debbie asked, Rachel shaking her head as she mumbled “ntrlle.”
“And that,” I said with a smile, “is how you really gag someone. It’s the wrapping of tape round the head that does it – it makes sure you cannot push any of the other layers of the gag out, and the more layers you have, the more effective it is.
“So I see,” Debbie whispered quietly as Rachel nodded, then sat down.
“And now for the 64 thousand dollar question Debbie,” I said as I looked at her, “do you want to try it?”
I watched as she looked at Rachel, and I could see the slight hesitation in her eyes.
Did I want to try it? IT looked amazing, and Rachel was quiet, but did I have the courage to allow Patty to do that? I thought for a moment, and then looked at her.
“Yes I do – do it to me as well.”