The Games Player: Lazy Sunday Afternoon (M/Ffm)

[KP Presents]

“Lazy Sunday afternoon, I got no time for worries.
Close my eyes and slip away…”

Gold Radio was playing on the system as Holly Bright looked out of the kitchen window, smiling as she saw how the leaves on the tress that surrounded their garden were starting to turn brown. Her children, thirteen-year-old Tom and eleven-year-old Maisy were doing their homework in the front room, and she was washing the lunch dishes.

Her ash blonde hair was cut to the nape of her neck, and she was wearing a dark blue jumper and blue jeans, the legs tucked into knee length brown suede boots. A gold chain hung loosely round her neck, and she smiled as the music continued to play. It was the sound of the kitchen door opening that made her look to the side – and then look again.

He was a younger man, tall, wearing a black leather jacket over a t-shirt, pants and shows – but he was also wearing leather gloves, and a black stocking mask was pulled down over his head, obscuring his features as his short dark hair was pressed down.

He also had a pistol in his hand, and smiled as he said, “hello Holly - now remain calm, and don’t make any sudden moves or make any noise.”

“What… Who…”

He smiled as he slipped off a rucksack, and said “I am not going to hurt you, or your children – I am merely here to relieve you of your valuables, and if you do as I say, then everybody stays safe and happy.”

“You’re going to rob me?”

“I am,” the man said, “and that regretfully means I need to ensure the alarm cannot be raised after I leave. But I do not want to cause anyone to be afraid – and with your help, nobody will be afraid.”

“My – help?”

The man nodded as he said “you are going to pretend to your children that this is a game you have arranged…”

“No.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“I know who you are - the Games Player – but I will not lie to my children about what is happening. They will understand.” He looked at her and said “very well – but you need ot make it clear to them what is happening. Right now, I need you to turn round and put your hands behind your back.”



Tom Bright finished writing the sentence in his History book, and then put his pen down, stretching his arms up and yawning. He was wearing a red and brown tartan shirt with blue jeans and brown shoes, while his sister Maisy was wearing a white Arran wool jumper with bell cuffs, her jeans tucked into a pair of brown Ugg boots.

“History done?”

“Yup- Maths?”

“Just finished – fancy a drink…” As the door opened, Maisy looked over and said “Mum?”

“Tom, Maisy, I need you to just sit still and listen to what I’m going to say,” Holly said as he came in, followed by a man with something pulled down over his head. The children looked at each other, and then at their mother, the two bands of rope framing her chest and her hands behind her back.

“Mum,” Tom said, “has this man – tied you up?”

“Yes, he has,” Holly said, “and he is going to tie you both up as well. He’s a robber – you may have heard of him. He calls himself The Games Player.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes,” Holly said, “but I always told you I tell the truth, so I am now. He is going to tie you both up, and then after he has robbed us, he will tie me up with you and keep us all quiet as well. He’s not going to hurt you, but he will do this.”

The man looked at them, and said “do either of you need the toilet?” As they shook their heads, he put hie rucksack down and said “good – I want you both to sit back-to-back on the floor and link your arms before you put your hands palm down on your jeans.”

Tom and Maisy left the table and sat on the floor as Holly was helped ot sit in an armchair, then the masked Player knelt in front of Maisy and passed a length of rope round her ankles, forcing them together as the cord sank into the soft material of her boots as it went round and between them.

He then bent her legs, her hands still on her jeans, and secured her legs together below her knees before he used more rope to secure her wrists together in front of her and then secured them down to her knees. As she looked at her mother, she nodded as the Player moved round and started to bind his ankles and legs in the same way.

“This really is a robbery?”

“Yes, it is, Maisy,” Holly said with a smile, “but we will be together when he goes, all right?”

Maisy nodded as she felt her arms been pulled back, Tom watching as his bound wrists were secured to the band of rope holding his legs together below his knees. The man then took a longer rope and wrapped it around his upper arms, tying it off before he did the same to Maisy.

“Comfortable?”

“Yeah, m” Tom said as he wriggled round, “it’s tight, but – okay.”

“Well now,” the Player said as he looked in his rucksack, and took out a roll of white tape, “I need to make sure you two stay quiet, but…” All of them then heard a car approaching, as he walked over and looked out of the window.

“Who is it,” Holly said quietly.

He looked at her and said, “your sister and her children – were you expecting them?”

“No - and they are ten and seven. What are we…”

“Mum,” Maisy said, “we need ot tell them this is a game, or they will be too scared.”

“I don’t want to lie…”

“But if they get scared, it might be worse Mum,” Tom said quietly, “we’ll play along as well.” Holly looked at the Player, then nodded as they heard the front door open, and a voice call out “where are you, Holly?”

“In the front room Ivy – can you all come in – I’ve got a surprise for you.” She looked to the door as it opened and a dark-haired woman, a few years younger than Holly, came in – then stopped short as he put her arms round her children.

Ivy was wearing a fawn round necked top, wide gaps at the side where her long-sleeved blue top was visible and faded jeans with the lower legs tucked into a pair of knee length brown leather boots. “Holly, what’s going on?”

“Surprise Ivy,” Holy said with a smile, “you interrupted a game I had arranged for the three of us where we are hostages – and we’re glad to see al of you, especially Will and Claudia – because it means you can all play this out with us as well.

Ten-year-old Claudia was wearing a sleeveless cream wool dress with a cowl neck over a long-sleeved purple top, dark blur tights and matching purple Ugg boots. Her seven-year-old brother Will was looking at Tom and Maisy through his glasses, his dark hair cut short and was wearing a green jacket over a fawn t-shirt and pants, as well as green socks and grey trainers.

“Holly…”

“Wow,” Will said as he walked over and looked at his cousins, “is this tight?”

“It is – but it doesn’t hurt,” Will said, “I promise you. So will you play with us?”

He nodded as Claudia looked at Ivy and said, “can I, mummy?”

“All right,” Ivy said as she looked at her sister, Holly smiling and nodding as she said, “but the man will take care of me first, and then you get to sit with me, all right?”

The two younger children smiled as the Player said, “very well then Ivy – put your hands behind your back, and I am going to secure your wrists in the same way as their aunt.”

“Watch what he does,” Ivy said as Will and Claudia watched the Player take their mother’s hands behind her back, and then bind them tightly together as she said, “so what will you do to them?”

“What I do to you – you can sit together on the longer couch,” he said with a smile as he took a longer rope and wrapped it round Ivy’s arms and body as he secured them. After he tied the ropes off, he helped her to sit down and then secured her ankles together, as well as her legs below her knees.

“All right,” she said as he tied the ends off and stood up, “come and look at me, and then the masked man is going to do the same thing to both of you, all right?”

“Okay Mum – and will he help us ot be quiet as well?”

“I will,” the Player said, “so can you both put your hands behind your back please?”

The two children looked at each other, giggling as they felt the soft white cords holding their wrists tightly together, and then their arms ot their sides as the Player made two bands with the longer rope. Tom looked at Will, and asked “how does it feel?”

“Tight – but nice,” he said as the Playerhelped her to sit at one side of Ivy, his feet at the edge of the seat as Claudia sat on the other side. They then watched the Player as he used more cords to secure their ankles together, Claudia seeing how the cords sank into the fabric of her boots in the same way as it had for Maisy. She then giggled some more as his gloved fingers stroked her legs as he secured them together.

“There now,” the player said as he stood up, “all three of you nicely secured. Buti also need ot keep you quiet - something I was going to do for your cousins before you came to join in.”

“Is that going to hurt?”

“I’ll let your mother tell you,” he said as he peeled a length of tape from the wide roll, and then pressed it firmly down over ivy’s mouth, the shape of her lips visible to Will and Claudia as her daughter said “Mum?”

“Htshddnnshrtbhthtwhrks,” Ivy said as the others watched. Claudia smiled as she said, “I’ll go next,” the smile visible after he had put the tape over her mouth, and then Will smiled as well as his mouth was gagged.

“Now, I will do the same to you, and put the television on,” the Player said as he looked at Tom and Maisy, “and then your mother will come for a walk with us. Stay still, and we will be fine.”

“We’ll talk later,” Holly said as she watched him gag her children, and then turn the television on, before he took her by the arm and helped her to stand up. They walked out of the room, as ivy said “Hllmhshhrrthrfhn.”

“Thank you,” Holly nodded as they walked out, and he closed the door. “And thank you – I hated lying to them, but you were right – Will and Claudia don’t look scared.”

“M y partner and I find this way – most efficacious,” the Player said. “So – your valuables and any safe you have?”

“Upstairs,” Holly said as she walked ibn front of him.




“Thshshfhnmhm,” Will said as he rubbed his head on Ivy’s side, his mother turning and tape kissing on his head before he did the same to Claudia. Looking at Tom and Maisy, he said “hrruththhlrhththswehl?”

“Whrrfhfnhnt,” Tom said, Maisy nodding in agreement as they twisted round, the ropes not giving. Ivy nodded – she had realized this was not a game but was playing along.



A short while later, the door opened again as Holly came back in, looking round the room as she said, “so is everyone all right?”

“Whrrfhhn,” Ivy said as the Player helped Holly to sit in an armchair and then secured her ankles together as well as her legs below her knees. She smiled as he peeled a new length of white tape from the roll and then pressed it firmly down over her mouth. She felt the tug on her skin and said “swhhrrhlthhddhphndghhghdnh.”

“Indeed – now, I am going to wait in the kitchen. The hostages have to be still for one hour, and then they can try to get free- whoever gets free first can come to the kitchen and get a very special prize. All right?”

The six of them nodded as he smiled and picked up his rucksack and walked out of the room, closing the door as a new program started.

“Hnnhrhrrr?”

“Hnnhrrr,” Holly said as Ivy nodded, feeling her children as they nuzzled up against her while Tom and Maisy looked at the television, and Holly looked over them all…




As the program ended, Tom looked over at his aunt and cousins – Claudia was asleep, her chest rising and falling as her head rested on Ivy and Ivy’s head on hers, but Will was looking round.

“Whhll?”

He looked over as Tom said “chnnuchmhfhrhr?”

He looked at his mother and aunt, before he pushed himself off and jumper over to his cousin, kneeling next to him.

“Phttuherrhehedbhmhhnhs.”

As Will put his head on Tom’s knees, he started to rub with his fingers on the edge of the tape that covered his younger cousin’s mouth, slowly and carefully peeling it away as Will turned his head. As it came away, he coughed and said “wow – thank you. Can I do something for you?”

“Shhhtheknhtthr?” Will looked at the knot holding Tom’s wrists down to his knees, and nodded as Tom said “fhnnkushnnuhsshudthhff?”

Will nodded as he leaned over and started ot pick at the knot with his teeth, slowly managing to unravel the ropes as Tom nodded, and then he managed ot shake his bound wrists free. Stretching his legs out, he then put his head down and peeled the tape away from his own mouth.

“Thmm?”

“It’s all right Mum,” Tom said quietly as he looked over, “Will, turn and et me see your back – if I untie you, then you can untie my wrists, and we can free the others. Deal?”

“Deal. Tom?”

“Yes?”

“Was this a real robbery?”

Tom nodded, Will smiling as he turned and felt the rope start to loosen…

[TuggyBoundMale]

Absolutely great once again.

Really good job