And since we're on the subject of lovely Kate...
Kate at Home
Part 1: Bath Time
Kate sat in the icy water. She’d been there over 15 minutes, and her small frame was starting to shiver uncontrollably. Despite this she stared straight at the intruder in her house, who was sat at the end of the bath, meeting his gaze evenly.
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It had all happened so quickly – her and her mother were making breakfast, there had been a knock at the door, her mother Maggie had walked out of the kitchen to answered it.. Kate was making smoothies, and with the noise of the blender hadn’t heard the sound of her mother crumpling to the ground, having been tazered.
She switched off the blender and turned around to see who it had been – and was immediately confronted by a man who jammed a stun gun into her ribs. Jolting and convulsing, Kate also collapsed to the floor – unable to move, she saw her mom lying unconscious in the hall.
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The man hadn’t been expecting the older woman to open the door, although he recognized her from his research – Kate’s mom. He didn’t panic, and simply fired the tazer he had prepared for Kate at her.
He wasn’t worried about the neighbors, they were at Kate’s house, and the world champion had a luxurious house set well back from the road. In any case it would have been fine, her body tensed up so much under the effects of the electric current she barely made a sound.
She collapsed on the floor, still convulsing. She wouldn’t be getting up any time soon – he’d seen they were both in the kitchen preparing breakfast and could hear the sound of a blender. He moved swiftly towards the noise, taking out his back-up stungun.
He saw Kate shaking the blender, focusing on the contents, unaware of what was going on. He approached her, hoping to stun her while the blender was running, but she switched it off just before he made it to her. Sensing a presence she spun around, but he was able to jab the stun gun right into her rib cage. He held it there longer than was strictly necessary, but as he now had 2 women to deal with, he wanted to be sure he wouldn’t be disturbed..
He gave them both a quick injection of sedative that would keep them unconscious for around 30 minutes based on his calculations. He’d based the calculations based on Kate’s 52kg weight – her mother was heavier than this for sure, but looking at her thick body, he made the assumption that even though she was heavier her metabolism would be slower, so the drug would wear off around the same time.
He’d had a pretty solid plan of what would happen next, but the unexpected presence of Kate’s mom caused him to re-assess. He always carried spares and extra equipment so there was no need to rush, may as well make the most of this opportunity. He had an idea that was a little risky, but from his research he knew Kate and her mother were very close, so it should work. And If it didn’t there was always the tazer..
He made swift work of tying up Maggie. He had brought very specific restraints to use on Kate – his back-ups were more utilitarian – zip ties and duct tape which is now pulled out. Maggie was in her late 40’s, she kept in shape but next to her world champion daughter, she looked larger than she really was. He quickly zip tied her ankles, above and below her knees. He grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. He tied her wrists tightly, and having done that added extra ones above and below her elbows, pulling them tightly together.
He then looped some of the ties together, and ran them from her ankles to ties around her elbows. He always used heavy duty ties by default, and they were perfect for this task, he kept some a range of ties for various specialty areas, like toes and nipples, but for now they remained in his kit bag.
He pulled on the ziptie, drawing her ankes towards her elbows. She was wearing yoga kit so he assumed she kept herself in shape and flexible – he hoped so as this was going to be a very severe tie. He pulled on the tie until her ankles were past her wrists, a severe arch in her back.
He regarded her critically, she wasn’t really his type but she was going to play a special role today. He tugged on all the zip ties, adding 2 notches of tightness purely because he liked the sound, and how the flesh bulged around them.
He didn’t care if he hurt her, in fact if she was suffering it would play into is new plan wonderfully.
The final piece fo Maggie’s restraint was a gag – she was going to protest mightily at what he was going to do to her daughter, so it had better be a solid one. He looked around the house and saw a pile of laundry ready to be loaded into the machine. searching through the pile he found a pair of Kates panties which would do the job perfectly. He jammed them into Maggies unresisting mouth and wrapped duct tape several times around.
Now for the main purpose of his little visit today - she was still passed out on the floor of the kitchen. He knew she’d just got back from a run, and she was still wearing her running short shorts and sports bra – perfect.
Kate had done well for herself as a professional athlete – her good looks, athletic ability and business sense meant she had been able to get some solid sponsorship deals. She had invested wisely and was the proud owner of a lovely house in some secluded woodland where she could rest and recover from her punishing travelling and racing schedule.
She had a beautiful bathroom, and it was to the bathroom that the man carried Kate’s limp body. He placed her in the bath and went back for the other items he was going to need.
First on the list was Maggie, he hoisted her with some difficulty, and carried her through the house to the stylish bathroom, dumping her unceremoniously on the cold tile floor.
Part of Kate’s recovery routine was regular ice baths, and he knew from her social media she had a whole freezer of chipped ice for this purpose. He located the freezer in the utility room, and next to the chest freezer was a plastic dustbin for transporting the ice to her plunge pool outside. He filled the bin with ice and headed to the bathroom, picking up his duffel bag of other toys along the way.
He dumped the load of ice on top of Kate as she lay in her bathtub. It wasn’t quite enough, so he headed back for second load – when this was dumped on top it came also up to her shoulders, which would be fine. The cold ice would wake her up quickly, so he moved faster now. He had everything he needed in the bathroom, so he locked the door and removed the key from the door locking them all inside. He turned on the cold tap so the bath was filling with water, with a thick layer of ice taking up most of the volume, but enough water to ensure that the heat would be rapidly drained from Kate’s slender body.
He pulled a bathroom stool over to the side of the bath, sat down and waited.
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Kate’s world swam slowly in to view.. She was in her bathroom.. What had happened? Last thing she remembered was making smoothies and then blackness.
She was cold. And wet. Very cold. She realized she was in her bath, and groggily tied to lift herself out.
“Kate” - The man’s voice make her jump. “Kate, I need you to sit back down in the bath now please”.
“Who the fuck are you? What the fuck are you doing in my house??”
“Kate, sit down.”
“Why? Why the fuck should I do that?”
“Because if you don’t, I’ll kill your mother” he said matter-of-factly. He gestured towards Maggie who lay unconscious on the floor, as yet un-noticed by Kate.
Kate stared – trying the figure out the grotesque position her poor mother was restrained in. After the initial shock, Kate’s first instinct was to rush to her mother’s aid, but the combination of drugs and cold slowed her down. The man easily intercepted her, stop her in place. She stood knee deep in the ice water, her sports bra and running shorts plastered to her body. She radiated indignation, the fury of having her home invaded invoked some primal instincts. There were tempered by the sight of a large hunting knife hanging on the mans waist. She also assumed she had a stun gun or tazer, that was the only explanation for how she could have been knocked out so quickly. She realized he was speaking again.
“Now Kate. I want you to understand how this is going to work. If you don’t do exactly what I say, when I say, I’m going to place a plastic bag over your mothers head. I will only remove it when I am completely satisfied you’ve complied with my instructions.”.
Kate remained frozen in place but Maggie was beginning to stir, as he had calculated, her age and slower metabolism had caused the drug to stay in her system for longer.
He’d inadvertently placed her on her stomach facing away from the bathtub, but he wanted mother and daughter to be able to see each other as the morning unfolded.
He grabbed the ziptie that was linking Maggie ankles to her elbows, picked her up and spun her around to face Kate. He dropped her on the ground, expelling a grunt of air as she landed on the cold tiles
Kates hands flew to her mouth, her eyes widening at how her mother was being treated.
“Leave her alone you fucker!!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Quickly the man reached over to his duffel bag and pulled out a clear plastic bag, and a thick elastic band, placing the band over his wrist. In one smooth motion he pulled the bag over Maggies head, followed by the band, securing the bag around her neck. It wan’t a perfect seal, but it did the job – the bag began to expand and contract with Maggie’s breathing..
“Oh my God you sick Fuck!” screamed Kate. She thought about rushing him, but she knew her body well, and sensed it wouln’t respond as she wanted..
The man was watching her impassively. “What do you need to do to stop this? To save your mothers’s life?”
Maggie was coming round - at the same time she was trying to figure out what was happening to her, but there was too much to process and she was freaking out. She couldn’t move, she couldn’t speak, she couldn’t breath and she didn’t know how to make any of it stop.. She was flopping around the bathroom floor with increasing urgency as carbon dioxide levels in her blood began to rise..
Kate was watching this from her position in the bath tub. She had spared no expense fitting out her bathroom and the tub was long and deep. Through the red mist, she remembered the man had told her to sit down in the bath. OK.
Her feet and calves were already freezing from her time standing watching what was happening to her mother. She’d taken enough ice baths in her time to know how this was going to feel. She slowly lowered herself into the ice back, not breaking eye contact with the man. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her suffer.
She settled in a sitting position hugging her knees to her chest to try and conserve her body heat.
“There you sick fuck. I’m in the goddamn bath – take that bag off her head!”
“Kate, I need to lay back fully in the bath please. Place your hands by your sides and slide down until your shoulders are in the water”.
By this time Maggie was thrashing and mmphing hysterically on the floor trying to free herself and restore her air, the bag was inflating and deflating wildly as she panicked.
Kate had no choice, she lowered herself further into the bath, giving him a death stare the whole time, trying not to shiver as her core temperature began to drop..
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“Good girl”. He moved over to Maggie, and carefully removed the elastic band, followed by the bag.. At the feel of the cool fresh air on her face and filling her lungs she began to sob uncontrollably through her gag, flexing feebly against the plastic restraints that were beginning to cut into her flesh.
Kate couldn’t help looking at her mom, laying helplessly on the floor, sobs causing her thick frame to shudder. She was still wearing her yoga clothes, the zipties were tight, cutting into her body cruelly, causing the fabric wrapping her body to buldge either side of the ties.
She was sobbing, shaking her head as if trying to pretend this nightmare wasn’t happening.
The man reached into his bag.
“Kate – please put these cuffs on your ankles”. He handed her a pair of matt black cuffs. They were actually handcuffs, but he knew they would be fine for her slender ankles.
She looked at her mother, still sobbing on the floor after her first ordeal – what choice did she have? She knew that by placing these restraints on herself she would be severely reducing her changes of escape, but maybe if she did what he wanted, he would drop is guard..
She placed her hands in the frigid water, placing the bands of the cuffs around her ankles. She closed the clasps, the man listening for the telltale snicks of them closing. They was only 1 link of chain joining the cuffs, if she made a run for it she wouldn’t get far.
“Good girl, you obviously love your mommy, that’s a phrase that will take on a new meaning before too long. Now, cuff your hands behind your back. “
Kate again took a look at her mother, her body still heaving on the floor, and reached for the second pair of black cuffs. She placed her hands behind her back, closed her eyes and closed the clasps – Kate Courtney, World champion, Olympic athlete, had placed herself at the mercy of the this intruder.
The man took a moment to admire the current situation. A beautiful woman restrained in her icy bath, and her mother helplessly watching. He pulled out 3 cameras from his bag along with 3 miniature tripods that he used to position the cameras, 2 at Kate and 1 at her mother and started the recording.
The final piece of equipment for this part of the entertainment was the least flattering – heavy fisherman’s wellingtons and gloves.
Kate and Maggie watched as he pulled on the boots, and gloves and stepped into the bath where Kate was still submerged. He bent down, and without warning he grabbed Kate’s ankles and lifted them upwards. This took her by surprise, and restrained as she was there was nothing she could do to prevent being pulled under the icy surface of the water.
The heavy boots gripped the base of the bath, and the gloves held a vicelike grip on her ankles. He’d debated about the gloves – he wanted to feel as much of her flesh as he could, but in the end his practical nature won over and the gloves allowed him to keep a firm grip as she thrashed around.
The bath was deep enough that her head and shoulders were completely immersed in the icy water – to breathe she had to lift herself out of the water, using her impressive core muscles. Her lycra running shorts were covering her ass, but he loved the feel of how her butt moved against his crotch as she writhed to escape.
Kate was incredibly strong, but the combination of the drug, the restraints and the cold water meant she could not escape the vice like grip of the man holding her. Her animal instincts had kicked in, and she was flailing wildly to escape, but soon had to come up for breath, bending her torso to lift herself up. To start with she could hold this position for a while, and even smirked at the man holding her ankles, as if challenging him..
He loved this, and slowly bent his knees until she could no longer keep her head above the water – held as she was her knees were locked and he forced her downwards, staring at her face as it sunk into the ice cubes..
Maggie was now fully awake and shrieking into her gag – she had a front row of her daughter being tortured, and could do absolutely nothing about it, all the while the HD video recording the scene..
To be continued
