The House Next Door: 21 year old Chelsea Greenwood, is the daughter of Dianne Greenwood the Chairperson and founder of the local neighbourhood watch, a group set up to help the police in their attempt to combat the rising crime in the neighbourhood.# Pretty little blonde haired Chelsea has been mithering her mother since she started the group if she could join, but much to her annoyance and frustration her mum would never let her, telling her every time she asked, that this her final year and school and she needed to concentrate her all efforts on getting good final exam results. Dianne Greenwood had received a number of reports from other neighbours of strange suspect late night activity at the house next door to her own.# The house was owned by a young couple in their mid-twenties who had only lived there for around a month, the couple pretty much kept themselves to themselves in fact they were only known to neighbours as Mr and Mrs Cooper no one knew their first names.# All the reports Dianne received said the said thing a number of large unmarked white vans had been seen pulling on to the driveway in the very early hours of the morning or late at night dropping off large boxes and crates.# In light of this Dianne had called an emergency neighbourhood watch meeting for that evening in the community centre hall. As it was the school half term holidays, Chelsea was in her bedroom studying. "This is boring." She said out loud throwing her text book down on the bed, and went to look out of the window which overlooked the street at the front of the house.# After a few minutes she saw Mr and Mrs Cooper come out of their house and get in a car and drive away.# This gave Chelsea an idea. "What if I could find out what's going on next door and discovery what's in all those boxes and crates, I could report it to mums meeting tonight maybe then she'd let me join the neighbourhood watch." She thought to herself She quickly changed out the pj's she was still wearing and put on a pair of tight blue denim shorts, a plain white t-shirt, and white trainers with white ankle socks, she quickly brushed her long hair into a ponytail and grabbed her iPhone before setting off to the house next door. On arrival she checked no one was about and sneaked around the back, where she found a small kitchen window slightly open, being very small for her age she knew she could easily fit through it, so she climbed up onto the window sill and reached inside to open the window fully and climbed in. Even though she knew the house was empty she couldn't stop herself trembling with fear, her heart raced as she began to look around, she couldn't find anything obvious in the house, but just like her own house there was a door in the hall which led down to a cellar.# She opened the door switched on the light and went down into the cellar.# "Bingo." She said out loud, she'd found all the boxes and crates. She rushed over to them and found they were all full of what looked like antiques, but Chelsea was a big fan of antique programs on tv she watched them all the time with her mother, she'd seen enough to know these were all poor quality fakes.# On a table close by was a lap top computer which was open on a website, which Chelsea guessed was owned run by the Coopers as it claimed to sell genuine English antiques to customers abroad some of the items were priced up at thousands of pounds. Chelsea decided to take some photos on her phone of the fake antiques as evidence and then get her cute little arse out there as fast as she could. She just began snapping away with the camera phone when she was stopped in her tracks by woman's voice behind her on the stairs. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" The woman raged. Chelsea looked around to see Mrs Cooper coming down the stairs, the tall attractive slim woman with short black hair was wearing a black blouse, black leather trousers and black knee length boots, her face was blood red with anger Chelsea panicked as Mrs Cooper headed towards her, and made a run for the stairs, Chelsea was fast and easily made up to the bottom of the stairs slipping past the woman, but as she dashed up the steep stairs chased my Mrs Cooper in her haste she missed a step as she ran, she screamed as she slipped and fell down to the bottom hitting her head on the wooden post which supported the banister. Mrs Cooper smiled as Chelsea lay unconscious at her feet.# When she came too Chelsea felt very groggy, her head throbbed like hell, as she slowly regained her senses she discovered she was in someone's kitchen as she tried to rub her sore head she soon realized she couldn't move her hands and worse still she tied to the chair she was sat on, then what happened earlier with Mrs Cooper slowly came back to her. Terrified now, she tried to scream, but no sound came out.# Her mouth had been stuffed full with some kind of cloth, and to hold it in place, tape had been wrapped around her head at least ten times.# Her arms were tied painfully tight together at the wrists and elbows, and pulled over the backrest of the wooden chair and tied to the wooden slats that ran down the back.# More rope was tied around her upper body above and below her pert breasts securing her to the chair, and even more rope was tied tightly across her lap securing her to the seat of the chair and finally her legs were spread apart and her ankles and calves were tied to the two front chair legs.# Seeing she was alone Chelsea made a futile attempt to free herself, but she soon gave up she'd been too well tied.# After a short while Mrs Cooper walked in the room she smiled seeing the girl was awake. "Good you're awake then, I was beginning to think you was never going to wake up. How's the head, sore?" She asked touching the huge painful lump on Chelsea's forehead causing the girl to moan and nod. "You'll live. Now then are you ready to tell me why you were snooping in our cellar? Did your busy body mother send you?"# Chelsea shook her head. "Well it's not really important what you were doing there, what is important is what we're going to do with you now. Getting rid of one of the neighbour's snoopy brats isn't going to easy." Tears started to roll down Chelsea's cheeks hearing this. "Crying isn't going help you, it's your own fault you play with fire you get burnt as my old grandmother used to say.# You'll have to stay tied up like that until my husband gets home and we'll decide what to do with you." Mrs Cooper checked Chelsea's bonds before telling her she had to return to the cellar to prepare some orders for shipment.# With Mrs Cooper gone once more Chelsea tried to free herself and once more her struggles were futile, all she could do was sit and stare at the clock on the wall which now read just past two thirty, or at the door to the back garden in hope it would it burst open and someone come rushing in to rescue her, but she knew the likelihood of that happening was zero, every so often throughout the afternoon Mrs Cooper would leave her work and come to check on her before going back to the cellar. Meanwhile next door Dianne Greenwood was beginning to grow concerned for her daughter, who never leaves the house without telling her where's she's going or leaving a message on the memo board pinned to the kitchen wall if she wasn't home. Mrs Cooper finished her work in the cellar and returned to the kitchen after checking Chelsea's bindings once more, she looked up at the at the clock which read exactly four forty and said. "Jesus is that the time? I'd better get dinner started Mark will be home from golf soon expecting to fed." Chelsea watched her get some potatoes and veg from the vegetable rack and begin to peel it. After a couple of minutes she heard the front door open and close. "Lisa." A male voice called out. "I'm in the kitchen dear." Mrs Cooper replied. Mark Cooper who was always well groomed smartly dressed walked in the room he was dressed in dark blue trousers, and a pale blue collared Nike golf shirt. "Lisa what the fuck is going on?" he cried in shock, seeing the bound and gagged girl before his eyes. "It's that bloody busy body's daughter from next door." Lisa replied before being stopped in mid-sentence. "I know who it is, but what the fuck is she doing tied up in our kitchen?" I came back from dropping you off at the golf club and found her snooping around in the cellar. "Oh great, so you thought you'd tie her up, this is kidnapping you'll get fifteen years for this." "I know, I know, I didn't think I just panicked, I couldn't let her go running to the police could I?" Lisa who was close to tears replied. "That's your problem you dumb bitch you don't think, why didn't call me I'd have got a cab home straight away? As soon as she's reported missing this street will be crawling with cops, they may even do house to house searches. What will they do then if they find that little lot in the cellar?" "I'm sorry dear what are we going to do?" Lisa sobbed. "Oh no my dear it's what are YOU going to do, YOU got us into this fucking mess YOU get us out of it, I'm not getting involved." "Please Mark help me. I can't do it by myself, like you said I'm a dumb bitch who can't think, we'll both end up in prison if it's left to me, please honey pie." Lisa begged turning on her feminine charm hugging her husband and rubbing her ample bosom up against him and stroking his short cut fair hair while pecking him on the cheek, she knew she always gets her own way when she does this. "Very well, if you had a brain you'd be bloody dangerous." Mark replied. Lisa smiled smugly she knew she'd get her own way. "Yeah but you didn't marry me for my brains did you? Come on then mastermind what are we going to do with her?" "Hush I'm thinking, I don't know yet, but what I do know is she can't stay here." "Where can we take her?" Lisa asked. "Your parent's holiday home, they won't be there this time of year, and you still have a keys don't you?" "Perfect, when are we going to take her?" Lisa replied. "We're not, you are tonight. Don't forget we have a delivery coming tonight, as soon as they've been and gone, I'll get the van out of the lock up and join you." "I can't go alone, you've got to come with me, stuff the delivery this is more important now." "We've got thousands of pounds invested in this order I've got to be here for it." Mark replied. "Please Marky." Lisa begged rubbing her breasts up against him again. But this time Mark pushed her away. "No you've got to go by yourself you'll be fine, I'll be with you in a few hours, a couple of days by the sea will do us both the world of good. As soon as it goes dark I'll put her in the car for you." Lisa sulked as she finished cooking the dinner, the couple took their food into the dining where they cooked up a plan on how to get Chelsea from the house to the car without her being seen. It had now been almost eight hours since Chelsea had gone missing, Dianne Greenwood had already phoned the other neighbourhood watch members and postponed their meeting until another night, claiming that Chelsea was ill and she needed to be with her.# Finally her anxiety got the better of her and she called the police, the female officer she spoke to was very sympathetic but told her Chelsea couldn't officially be declared missing until she'd been missing for twenty four hours, but she asked Dianne to text or e-mail a recent photo of Chelsea to the station and she'd have the officers on patrol that evening to keep an eye out for her. After the Coopers had finished their diner it was now dark enough outside to move the girl. Mark set about untying Chelsea from the chair but kept her arms bound behind her back and kept her gag in place, while he was doing this Lisa spread a huge blanket out on the kitchen floor.# Together they picked the terrified girl up and laid her on her back in the centre of the blanket. Lisa then retied her legs tightly together at the ankles, knees and thighs. Chelsea started to struggle as together they began to wrap her up in the blanket, but this only earned her bare legs a couple of hard slaps off Lisa. "Stop that you little bitch, the more you struggle the more uncomfortable we'll make you." Chelsea calmed down hearing this, and was soon completely covered and tightly wrapped up in the course itchy blanket from head to foot plunging her into a terrifying darkness.# Together the couple tightly bound a number of lengths of rope along her wrapped body to stop the blanket becoming unwrapped.# Mark easily picked the small girl up and carried her out to the hatchback car on the drive Lisa walked ahead opening the doors for him, she opened the tailgate on the car and Mark carefully put Chelsea inside, and Lisa closed it locking her in. "It should take you a couple of hours to get to St Annes watch your speed if you don't go driving like a loon and drawing attention to yourself you'll be fine believe me. When you get there put the car straight in the garage out of sight before you get the girl out. I'll be with you as soon as I can, and call me when you get there." Mark said before he kissed his wife good bye. Once Lisa was in the driver's seat she warned Chelsea. "Listen bitch, we've made you as comfortable as we possibly can, if I hear a single squeak out of you or you give me any trouble I'll stop this car and you'll fucking regret it."# Right now Chelsea didn't feel very comfortable, but she sure as hell wasn't going to give Lisa the opportunity to add to her discomfort. For both of them the journey seemed to take forever, and both were relieved for different reasons when they finally reached the holiday home on the seafront at St Annes. Lisa straight way locked the car in the garage which adjoined the house, once she had done this she phoned Mark to tell him they'd arrived safely and Mark told her everything was ok at his end and he would be leaving shortly. Once she had done this she unlocked the house and opened the door which led from the kitchen to the garage.# She then returned to the car and opened the tailgate she cut all the ropes from around the blanket and unwrapped it.# Although it was a strain she managed to pick Chelsea up and throw her over her shoulder and carry her in the house and roughly dropped her down on the sofa in the lounge.# The house had been empty for months and felt cold and damp, for the first time Lisa showed some compassion as she saw Chelsea trembling with both cold and fear in her shorts and t-shirt, she returned to the car brought out the blanket and covered Chelsea up telling her.# "The heating will kick in soon this place soon gets warm, so just sit there and relax for a while if you want I'll put the tv on for you." Chelsea didn't feel much like watching to tv she just wanted to go home, and shook her head. "That's ok, I used to be school nurse I know what you really need, a nice hot bath the good thing about this place is constant supply of piping hot water, I'll take you upstairs give you one once the heating kicks in and the bathroom warms up, you'll feel much better after that won't you?" She said stroking Chelsea's head. The thought of being bathed by this unstable woman made Chelsea fell even worse than she did if that was possible. Just then the doorbell rang. Chelsea could see the panic and fear appear on Lisa's face. "Don't you make a sound bitch or you'll regret it." She warned Chelsea pointing her finger in her face the tone of her voice changing once more. Lisa looked through the window and saw a man and woman standing at the door, they rang the bell again, Lisa thought she'd best answer it. "Hello we're Mr and Mrs Jackson, We live next door we keep an eye on this place for the owners we couldn't help notice the light was one, the owners normally phone and tell us when someone is coming. We just called round to see if everything was alright." The elderly man told her. "Don't worry dear I'm Mr and Mrs Grundy's daughter Lisa they said I could use this place whenever I want, look I even have my own keys." Lisa replied holding up the keys." "Yes dear they talked a lot about you when they've been here, pleased to finally meet you dear." The woman said. "Well thanks for your concern I have to go I've got food on the cooker I don't want it to burn. Maybe we can chat tomorrow." Lisa told them. "Ok good night dear." The woman said. "Good night, take care." Lisa replied closing the door. "Good girl. Lisa told Chelsea patting her head once she returned to the lounge. Then came the words Chelsea was dreading hearing. "Now what about that bath." Although Chelsea wasn't looking forward to Lisa giving her a bath, she was relieved when Lisa totally untied her even though she guessed her freedom would only last until she'd been bathed.# Lisa also as carefully as she could removed the tape from Chelsea's mouth trying not to hurt her as she slowly peeled the tape away, once the tape was removed Lisa helped Chelsea spit her mouth stuffing out, now Chelsea was free of her gag Lisa warned her about shouting out and screaming. "What are going to do with me? Please take me home I won't tell anyone about this I promise." Chelsea sobbed. "Hush dear, we'll decide what to do with you when Mark gets here, and as for taking you home, you're bright kid you must know that isn't possible." Lisa told her putting her index finger on the girl's lips. Lisa helped Chelsea to her feet and took her upstairs and in to the bathroom. "Feel free to use the toilet while I run you a nice hot bubble bath." Chelsea felt really embarrassed sitting on the toilet in front of a total stranger, but more embarrassment was to follow because when she'd finished on the toilet Lisa helped her remove all her clothes, and helped her into the hot bubble bath.# Chelsea had to admit the hot bubbles felt really good on her aching body, as she sat in the bath she folded her arms across her naked breasts in an attempt to hide them. "Please don't do that dear, like I told you I used to be a school nurse you've got nothing I haven't seen a thousand times before." Lisa said unfolding Chelsea's arms. But as soon as Lisa let go of her arms Chelsea replaced them over her breasts. The tone of Lisa's voice changed again as she snapped. "Take those fucking hands away or I'll tie them behind your fucking back again." Chelsea immediately did as she was told. "Good girl." Lisa said with a kind smile as she stroked Chelsea hair. Chelsea had never known anyone like Lisa her personality could change in a split second and this really scared her. Lisa took a handful of the bubbly hot water and began to massage Chelsea's nice round little breasts with it, Chelsea purred with pleasure as this felt so good, Lisa repeated this a number of times Chelsea enjoyed it so much she was sorry when Lisa finally stopped.# Then to Chelsea's horror Lisa removed her own blouse and bra exposing her rather large breasts. "Would you like to rub bubbles on my tits now dear?" She said hanging her breasts over the side of the bath for Chelsea. "You're one fucking sick bitch." Chelsea screamed. Chelsea immediately regretted this as it only earned her three hard stinging slaps across her face. "Right that's it bath time is over get out." Lisa raged grabbing Chelsea's arm and roughly dragged her out of the bath. "I'm sorry." Chelsea sobbed rubbing her stinging face. "You will be bitch, you fucking will be. Now get yourself dry and be quick about it." Lisa replied throwing Chelsea a towel. While Chelsea dried herself Lisa replaced her own bra and blouse, before picking Chelsea's clothes up off the floor she then left the room to collect a few things she needed to put Chelsea to bed, she knew it was safe to leave the girl alone as she couldn't escape without her clothes. Meanwhile Dianne Greenwood was going out of her mind with worry, call it a mother's intuition if you like but she knew something bad was happening to her daughter, she'd already phone all of Chelsea's friends a number of times, she'd phoned all the hospitals in the area and phoned the police again, she felt so helpless there was nothing else she could do only sit by phone and wait, being a very religious woman she sat and prayed to God for Chelsea's safe return as she waited. Lisa returned to the bathroom where Chelsea was now dry and had wrapped the large towel around herself, but Lisa wasn't having any of that and ripped it off her.# She grabbed Chelsea's arm and took her to a small bedroom, where she allowed the frightened girl to put her bra and panties back on.# She then stood the girl in the centre of the room. "Cross you wrists in front of you please." Lisa politely asked with a gentle smile, her personality had changed again. "Please don't tie me up again, the door has lock on it, can't you just lock me in I'll never be able to escape." Chelsea begged. "But that won't be any fun will it my dear, now cross your wrists I won't tell you again." Lisa calmly replied. Chelsea obeyed the woman, and Lisa began to wrap length of rope tightly around her wrists before tying it off in a double knot.# Lisa threw the bedspread on the old fashioned bed back and told Chelsea to climb onto the covers which she did unaided although she was hampered by having her hands tied. "This isn't too bad." Chelsea thought to herself as she lay on her side. But she soon realized this was only the beginning, as Lisa immediately took her by the shoulders and rolled her onto her back, Chelsea's arms were then raised above her head and an additional piece of rope was fastened from her wrists to the decorative ironwork of the headboard.# Lisa then switched her attention to Chelsea's legs binding her ankles together and lashed the end of the rope to the foot of the bed, she then tied Chelsea's knees together. Lisa then set about the task of gagging her captive. Chelsea knew what was coming next and pleaded. "Please there's no need to gag me again I'll be quiet I won't scream I promise."# But her pleas fell on deaf ears as Lisa scrunched up one of her mum's silk scarves that she always kept at the house and held it to Chelsea's lips. "Open up please my dear."# Chelsea knew it was useless to refuse she opened her mouth and accepted a thick bunch of silk, When that had been stuffed in behind the girl's teeth to Lisa's satisfaction, another silk scarf was applied.# This scarf had a knot in it.# The knot was pressed firmly between her teeth and she was told to bite down on it and work it deeper into her mouth behind her teeth. Lisa ignored the faint retching sounds as she knotted the scarf tightly under Chelsea's blonde ponytail. To Chelsea's horror Lisa then tested the effectiveness of her gag by putting her hand inside one of the cups of her bra and twisted her nipple until she screamed. "That will never do more muffling is required I think."# Lisa took the long flimsy scarf from the bedside table and folded it to half its length, and with a couple of movements folded it again lengthwise to produce a broad band of eight layers.# This was placed across Chelsea's lower face and knotted very tightly into a double knot at the back of her neck again under her ponytail. "Let's try the gag test again."# This time she placed both her hands inside Chelsea bra and pinched and twisted both her nipples, hardly a sound could be heard as Chelsea screamed. "There now that's much better isn't it? Now let's get you covered up we don't want you to freeze overnight do we?" Lisa took the thick bed spread and pulled it over the bound girl. Gently, she tucked her in, arranging the covering over her feet and gently under her chin. "A pretty sight indeed!" Lisa said satisfied with her work. "But there's just one more finishing touch." A broad strip of bedsheet was pulled over Chelsea's head and face, sealing her in terrifying darkness. Just then Lisa's mobile phone rang, it was Mark. "Is everything ok?" He asked. "Yes everything is fine the girl is nicely tucked up in bed for the night, what about things there?" Lisa replied. "Everything is fine here too the order has been delivered I have the van so I'm just about to leave, I should be with you in a couple of hours."# "I can't wait, see you soon lover." Lisa said blowing Mark a kiss down the phone before she hung up. Lisa made one final check on Chelsea before going back down to the longue to wait for her husband. Mark eventually arrived in the early hours to join his wife. "Where's the girl?" He asked after being greeted by his wife. "I told you she's tucked up in bed. Do you want to see her?" "Yes dear, let me see what you done with her." Chelsea who couldn't sleep heard them come in into her room. Lisa removed the bedsheet that was covering Chelsea's face. The bright bedroom light hurt her eyes as they struggled to adjust to it. "What's the matter couldn't you sleep dear?" She asked seeing Chelsea wide awake. Chelsea moaned something and shook her head. "Let me see what you've done to her." Mark said pulling the covers off the girl. "Well you've certainly made sure she won't be sleep walking tonight haven't you dear." He laughed. Both Lisa and Chelsea couldn't help but notice the large bulge in Marks tight trousers as he stared at the bound girl in a in a lecherous manner. "Dirty bastard." Lisa laughed giving the bulge in Marks trousers a playful pat. "I'd better cover you up again dear before he shoots his load in his pants." Lisa said as she replaced the covers as before, and covered Chelsea's face up again.# Chelsea then heard the couple leave closing the door behind them. Although she was stretched out firmly on the bed and not too uncomfortable really, apart from her arms which ached and felt cold, while the rest of her body felt warm and snug, she found sleep impossible as the terrifying thoughts of what the Coopers were planning to do with her wouldn't leave her head.# The night passed very slowly, and every so often she'd have to remind herself to keep the packing in her mouth away from the back of her throat as she retched.# The bed sheet over her face along with the heavy gag made breathing difficult at times and every so often she would panic and tug on her ropes and whimper through her gag as an attack of claustrophobia overwhelmed her briefly. As she lay there she tried to think off an escape plan, but had to admit that was dependent on whether or not they planned to keep her tied up twenty fours a day, and now there was two of them any opportunity to escape seemed highly unlikely.# After what had been the longest and most unpleasant night of her life, Chelsea could hear the birds singing outside the window of her room and guessed it was morning.# She lay still and listened for any sign of movement from her two captors. Chelsea wasn't the only one that had a sleepless night, her mother had too, she'd spent the whole night by the telephone praying for it to ring with good news of her precious daughter. Her hopes were raised when the phone did eventually ring, but she was soon brought back down to earth when she discovered it was the police calling to see if Chelsea had returned home during the night. When Dianne told them no, they agreed to put Chelsea on the missing persons list, and told her they would be sending someone round to interview her straight away. Chelsea heard the door to her room open and footsteps on the wooden floor coming towards her. She felt cold hands on her forearms testing the ropes binding her wrists to the bedhead. She moved her head and weakly moaned softly through her gag.# The cover was removed from her face and she blinked against the bright early morning sunlight which shone through the bedroom window. "Good morning sweetie, rise and shine." Lisa said with a huge smile. Chelsea was relieved to see Lisa was alone, although she hated Lisa she hated Mark even more he made her skin crawl. Lisa pulled down the covers as far as Chelsea's waist and examined her prisoner. "Sleep well sweetie? No? Well I don't blame you, you've been kept tied up right from the beginning apart from that nice bathroom break which you had to go and spoil. But I'm sorry to inform you today will be more of the same. Now are you ready for the bathroom?" She helped Chelsea sit up and removed her gag. When Chelsea had finished in the bathroom she felt more refreshed but she was weak and could barely stand, Lisa had to help her put her shorts and t-shirt back on. "You'll feel much better once you've had something to eat, Mark was up bright and early so I sent him to the shops for some food and he is now preparing us all a full English breakfast." Lisa took Chelsea down stairs and into kitchen and sat her at the table. "Please what are you going to do with me?" Chelsea asked. "We've not decided yet, you've caused us a big problem my dear." Lisa replied. "Please take me home I promise I won't tell a soul about this, please I want to go home." "Be quiet or I'll have Lisa put the gag back in your mouth and you'll get no food." Mark snapped. "Hush dear" Lisa said putting her finger on Chelsea's lips. Chelsea was starving so she decided not to push her luck anymore and remained silent. Mark served them all a nice big fried breakfast which tasted like heaven to Chelsea who hadn't eaten since breakfast the previous day, the couple watched her like hawks as she ate.# Once they had all finished Lisa wasted no time in pulling Chelsea to her feet, she took her into the lounge where a heavy wooden chair with a padded leather seat had already been positioned in the centre of the room. Mark followed behind them and took a seat on the sofa to watch his wife at work. "This is where you'll be spending most of your time today. But before we settle you down turn around please my dear and put your arms behind your back with your wrists side by side."# Chelsea obeyed and started to shake when she felt the rope being wrapped around her wrists, she flinched with pain as the rope was pulled tight and knotted.# Next Lisa bound Chelsea's arms tightly together at the elbows so the touched causing the girl great discomfort. "Take a seat please my dear." Lisa said pointing to the chair. As Chelsea lowered herself into the chair Lisa raised her arms over the backrest, it fitted neatly just beneath her armpits. For this to happen in any way that was comfortable, Chelsea's lower back had to be pressed hard up against the wooden slats Lisa made sure it would remain that way by tightly winding a long piece of rope four times around her slender waist.# She tied the double knot in front of Chelsea away from her fingers.# The woman knelt and bound Lisa's ankles firmly together side by side, she repeated the binding higher up below her knees, then above them, and around her thighs. More rope was applied across Chelsea's lap and around the seat of the chair.# The lower part of her body was finished off when her ankles were lashed securely to one leg of the chair so that she had to sit with her legs to one side. Lisa called for Marks help.# She roared with laughter when she spotted the bulge in his trousers again as he stood up. "You really are a dirty little bastard aren't you?" She laughed. Between them, Lisa and Mark bound Chelsea's upper body, passing the rope below Chelsea's breasts and through the slats of the chair back and knotting it off out of reach from her fingers, they did the same with another piece of rope just above the young captive's breasts.# But it did not end there Chelsea could still move her hands a little as they had not been included in her body ties but this small freedom was taken away from her, Lisa passed a short piece of rope between the girl's bound wrists and Mark attached it to a rung beneath the chair.# When the rope was tightened, Chelsea's arms were stretched downwards so that she could not move them at all. "Isn't this somewhat over doing it a bit?" Mark asked as he could barely believe what he'd just witnessed. "We have to be confident she won't go wandering off don't we? If she behaves today, I may not tie her so stringently in future." "You're one hell of a sexy evil bitch." Mark replied blowing her kiss. "Thank you my dear that's the nicest compliment you've ever paid me." Lisa laughed blowing him a kiss back. Chelsea tried to move, but was unable. She was fixed rigidly to the chair, unable to budge at all except for her head which she could turn from side to side. Lisa stood in front of Chelsea with her hands on her hips.# "Hmm I'm wondering how best to gag you." "Please Mrs. Cooper there is no need to gag me you are both here, I won't be able to call out." Chelsea begged. "Well you would say that, wouldn't you dear? We have to remember that we are still in a built-up area even though we are at the seaside and that a gag is necessary so the neighbours won't hear if you do decide to try and scream the place down if you are left alone." Chelsea watched as Lisa whispered something to Mark who then got up from the sofa and left the room. Mark returned a few moments carrying a roll of Elastoplast and a pair of scissors. Lisa saw the look horror on Chelsea's face# "Don't worry dear one or two strips should be sufficient if you behave yourself." She assured the frightened girl. Lisa pushed Chelsea's head back, she heard a strip of tape being peeled of the roll a moment later the strip of sticky cloth was stuck neatly across her lips, and this was followed by a second. "One more for good luck" Lisa said as she cut a third piece from the roll. Lisa kneaded the tape for a few moments with her long slender fingers making sure every little bit was well stuck down. "Try to rest now dear, Mark and I will only be in the next room and will hear you if you try to make any noise and if you do ... ..Well I'd strongly advise against it." Chelsea shook her head to indicate she would remain quiet. "Be sure you do." Lisa said as she and Mark left the room. Once they were in the next room Lisa asked Mark. "Have you any more thoughts what we're going to do with her yet?" "Hmm not really, well err, there is something it's a bit of a long shot and to be honest I don't really like it, but it could be our only option other than throwing her off the end of the pier, unless you can come up with something better." "Well what is it?" Lisa impatiently asked. "You know old Wang Fang Chang who ships all our orders over from Taiwan."# "Yes of course I do." "Well do you remember that night he stayed at our place and we both got rather drunk while you went to bed." "Go on." "In his drunken state he told me about his daughter who also runs an import and export business only she ships young nubile white girls to the Far East for a lady known only as The Dragon Lady who runs a number of high class brothels." "You may not like it, but I love it. Get Wang Fang Chang on the fucking phone right now." Lisa said with a relieved smile. A male and female plain clothed police officer along with a young female uniformed officer arrived to interview Dianne Greenwood. The uniformed officer went up to search Chelsea's room for any clues to her disappearance while the other two carried out the interview, during the interview the subject of the Coopers cropped up. "We know all about the Coopers proper villains those two, especially Lisa Cooper her family are a real bad lot." The male officer told Dianne.# "Do you think they have Chelsea?" Dianne nervously asked. "I wouldn't have thought so dear it's not their style." The female officer replied trying to reassure Dianne. The uniformed officer found nothing in Chelsea's room that could tell them where she was. Since her husband left and due to the high crime rate in the area Dianne had a number of security camera's fitted outside their house.# The officers asked if they could take any film from the last twenty four hours back to the station to be analysed.# Dianne agreed to let them. The Coppers managed to contact Wang Fang Chang who at first refused to help saying he didn't want to get involved in this, but Mark resorted to blackmail threatening to take his orders somewhere else if he didn't give him his daughters contact number.# Reluctantly Wang Fang Chang gave them his daughter Mei's number. Lisa called Mei and explained everything to her. "Do you have a photograph of girl? The Dragon Lady will need to see a recent photograph before she will decide to buy or not." "I could easily take one and send it you." Lisa told her. "Yes you send me a good quality photograph, I'll send it to the Dragon Lady if she wants the girl I'll then call you." The phone then went dead as Mei hung up. Mark heard the conversation as Lisa had the loudspeaker on her phone switched on. "Well you heard her go and take the photograph." Lisa took a small make up purse from her bag and went next door to Chelsea. She could see Chelsea had been crying and wiped the tears from her face with a tissue. "There now that's better isn't it? Would you like me to give you a little bit of a makeover I'm sure you'll feel much better after that." Chelsea thought it was an odd thing for her to do, but she agreed. "I'm going to take tape from your mouth for a little while, I'll try not to hurt you, once I've removed it don't scream or call out because when I gag you again I'll have to make it as unpleasant as I possibly can for you is that clear?" Chelsea nodded. Lisa slowly peeled the Elastoplast off Chelsea's lips it hurt a little but wasn't too bad. "What are doing?" Chelsea asked suspecting Lisa was up to something. "Nothing dear just relieving the boredom for us both by giving you a little makeover. Hush now." Lisa replied. Lisa began to work on Chelsea's bloodshot red teary eyes, Lisa even offered her a choice of colours for her eye shadow and mascara, she then told Chelsea to purse her lips and applied bright red lip gloss to them. "There now does that make you feel better?" It didn't really but Chelsea lied saying "Yes thank you." "Well you certainly look a million dollars so good I'm going to take a couple of photograph on my phone." "She must think I'm stupid, they're up to something." Chelsea thought to herself as Lisa took her photographs. "Sorry dear I'm going to have to put that tape back on your mouth now." "Before you do please could I have a few sips of water that bacon as left me with a terrible thirst." Chelsea asked. "I don't see why not." Lisa replied and left to fetch her a glass of water from the kitchen. Alone and ungagged Chelsea decided to try and cry for help, although she knew she'd be punished this could be her one and only chance. "HELP, HELP, SOMEONE HELP ME." She screamed at the top of her voice. Mark and Lisa both came dashing into the room, Lisa slapped Chelsea across the face as hard as she could. "ARGH!! You fucking witch." Chelsea screamed Lisa clasped her hand tightly over Chelsea's mouth to silence her. "Stupid little bitch you're going to regret that." She hissed in Chelsea's ear. "You'd better starting praying no one heard that missy." Mark warned her. "What the hell were you doing leaving her alone?" Mark snapped at his wife. "I was only gone a second she wanted a drink." "You should have called me to get it for you." "I warned you what I'd do if you cried out didn't I?" Lisa said digging her sharp finger nails into Chelsea's face. "Mark bring me, one of mum's scarves from upstairs and get that sponge from the kitchen sink but first soak it washing up liquid, little gals who swear like that need their filthy mouth washing out." Lisa looked into Chelsea's tear filled eyes where her new mascara was already smudged. "It's no use crying dear I told you before if you play with fire you get your fingers burnt didn't I?" Mark returned with the scarf and the soapy sponge, he passed the sponge to Lisa who held it to Chelsea mouth. "Open up come on."# Chelsea paused for a moment wanting to refuse. "Don't make this anymore unpleasant on yourself than it is already open up." Chelsea thought she'd better not upset Lisa anymore and opened her mouth to accept the soapy sponge it tasted horrible and caused her to choke but Lisa ignored this just carried on cramming the sponge in her mouth until it was all in, she then took the large roll of Elastoplast and began wrapping it tightly around the lower half of Chelsea's face until it was completely covered and the full roll had been used up.# She held out her hand for Mark to pass her the scarf, which she folded into a wide band tied it tightly over Chelsea's teary eyes to add to her punishment. "God I love you when you're evil." Mark told his wife. "If this little bitch carries on like she is doing, she'll find out how evil I really can be, she ain't seen nothing yet." Lisa replied twisting Chelsea's ponytail around her fingers and gave it a good hard tug causing her to cry into her soapy gag. With that warning ringing in her ears Chelsea heard the couple leave the room leaving her alone in her terrifying darkness, she hoped all this suffering wasn't going to be vain and someone would have heard her cries, little did she know the Jacksons who lived in the adjoining semi-detached house and the only people that would have been able to hear her had gone for their daily walk along the seafront and the house was empty. Once they were in the next room Mark and Lisa sorted through the photo's Lisa had taken and chose the best one to send to Mei. They received a text message back almost straight saying. "Thank you, she is pretty girl I'm sure Dragon Lady will like her." After a nervous wait of around two hours Lisa's phone rang it was Mei. Lisa left the phone on the coffee table on loudspeaker so they both could hear and speak to her. "The Dragon Lady likes girl and will pay you twenty thousand pound for her, but I want forty thousand to transport the girl." Mei told them pushing her luck knowing the couple were desperate to get Chelsea off their hands. "Greedy fucking bitch." Lisa said quietly. "I heard that, my price is now fifty thousand or deal is off." Mei replied angrily. "I'll pay you forty five thousand and not a penny more, that's twenty thousand off the Dragon Lady plus another twenty five thousand." Mark told her. "Very well we have a deal. I want it in cash when can you get it?" "The bank will probably need forty eight hours' notice to withdraw that amount in cash. Can't we do a bank transfer that's how we pay your father?" Lisa asked her. "In my business we only deal in cash, call me when you have it and we will arrange the collection of the girl." The phone then went dead. "Robbing bitch she was trying on because she knows we're desperate, you should have fucked her off" Lisa moaned. "Sadly my dear that's business, her father has taught her well, I'll call the bank you go and check on the girl." Mark replied. "I hope she's fucking choked on that gag at least it will save us twenty five grand." Lisa said as she left the room. At the police station, they'd had a result, while going through the video from the security cameras Chelsea could be seen going into the Coopers garden and never coming back out.# The Coopers could also be seen putting Chelsea in the tailgate of their car, but of course the police didn't know for sure the wrapped up bundle Mark put in the car was Chelsea. "I think we need to have a chat with Mr and Mrs Cooper." The officer in charge of the case said. The bank told Mark the money would be ready in twenty four hours, which was better than he expected. Chelsea trembled with fear as she heard Lisa's high heeled boots on the wooden floor as she approached her, Lisa wasn't happy and took her anger out on her captive, checking and tightening her ropes agonizingly tight, while she was doing this she spoke to the terrified girl. "Not only has your snooping caused us a great problem, it's left us with twenty five thousand lighter in our bank balance, that's what it's costing us for someone to come and take you off our hands." This frightened Chelsea even more,# who was this person and what were they planning to do with her? "You have Mark to thank for this, that guy is way too soft I need to toughen him up a bit. If it was left to me, we'd be taking to you the end of the pier tonight at high tide and feeding you to the fishes. Anyway for the rest of your time with us I'm going to make you fucking pay for this." Lisa then left the terrified crying girl and returned to Mark, the couple snuggled up together and watched a movie.# They were unware Chelsea's disappearance and made it onto the national news on the BBC. "Police in the town of Skipdale in Lancashire are becoming growingly concerned for a safety of 21 year old Chelsea Greenwood who went missing from her home in Lindsey Street yesterday morning. Chelsea's latest school photograph then appeared on the screen. "Police urgently want to speak to her next door neighbours Mark and Lisa Cooper in connection with her disappearance, anyone with any information should call Skipdale police station on 666 666." Chelsea's photo was then replaced by photographs of the Coopers. The report was seen by Mr and Mrs Jackson.# "That's the young woman next door we spoke to last night isn't it?" Mrs Jackson said in horror. "You are sure dear? I can't tell you know eyes aren't as good as they used to be." Her husband replied. "Well there's nothing wrong with my eyes I'm positive and she told us her name was Lisa, remember?." "Where are you going?" Mr Jackson asked as his wife got to her feet. "To call the police." She replied. Lisa told Mark she had to go into town to pick a few things up from the shops before they closed. "Why what do you need?" Mark asked. "I need a few things for our little pet if she's going to be staying with us a little longer." "What things?" "Just a few girly things you wouldn't understand. You keep an eye on her while I'm gone and don't you dare fucking touch her you pervert or I'll cut your balls off, I mean it Mark." "Whatever you say my evil princess." Mark laughed. With Lisa gone, Mark decided to go and check on Chelsea. Chelsea heard footsteps coming towards her, she guessed they weren't Lisa's boots was it Mark or could it be the mystery person coming to collect her? She was kind of relieved when she heard Marks voice. "Is everything alright honey?" He asked stroking Chelsea's hair feeling sorry for her. "What does he fucking think?" Chelsea thought to herself. "Look I'm sorry Lisa has done these terrible things to you, I wish I could make you a little more comfortable but she's told me she'd cut my balls off if I did, and you know what she's like if you get on the wrong side of her don't you? Please my dear do yourself a favour, try and keep her sweet, and I'll have word with her to see if she'll make the remainder of your stay with us a little more pleasant. Be brave honey she'll be home soon, I'll have a word with her I promise." On that note Mark left Chelsea alone again. It wasn't long before Lisa returned Marked noticed the Anne Summers bag she carrying. "Anne Summers hey, have you bought something kinky or what? Let me see." "No it just a few girly things and none of your business, go and get the dinner started while I see to the girl." Lisa told him before taking her bag upstairs. Mark was beginning to see a side of his wife he hadn't seen before and he didn't like it, he was also starting to get angry by the way she'd started to talk to him. Chelsea heard the door to her room open and by the sound of the footsteps on the floor she guessed it was Lisa coming in. "Dinner, bath and bedtime darling." Lisa told her. Lisa untied Chelsea from the chair, but kept her hands tied behind her back, she cut the tape that was wrapped around Chelsea's lower face and roughly ripped it off causing Chelsea to scream with pain, she then helped Chelsea spit the horrible soapy sponge out of her mouth, for the time being she kept the blindfold tied over Chelsea's eyes. "Have you got something to say to me after that outburst earlier?" Lisa asked her. Chelsea guessed she was expecting her to apologise and sure as hell wasn't going to give her one, remaining silent. "Nothing to say hey? Well then you've lost yourself your dinner this evening." Chelsea was starving and screamed. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "Too late I'm afraid my dear dinner is still off the menu." Chelsea was about to have another one of her outbursts but stopped herself, remembering what Mark had told her about keeping Lisa sweet. "Come along I've already prepared your bath." Lisa said pulling Chelsea to her feet. Chelsea was really looking forward to the nice hot bubbles again, as her aching body was stiff and racked with pain.# She was weak and could barely walk as Lisa helped her climb the stairs which was no easy feat with a blindfold tied over her eyes.# Once they were in the bathroom Lisa untied Chelsea's arms at told her not to touch her blindfold as she didn't want to ruin the surprise she had in store for her, she watched over Chelsea as she used the toilet.# Once she had finished Lisa helped her to undress, it was only then that she removed the blindfold, Chelsea squinted and rubbed her eyes as they grew accustomed to the bright light once more, once she could see properly again, she screamed at the sight before her, the nice hot bubbles in her bath had been replaced by ice cubes hundreds of them. "SURPRISE." Lisa laughed. "No way, I'm not getting in there." Chelsea cried. She then noticed Lisa had a little leather flogger she'd bought from Anne Summers looped over one of her wrists. "Get in." She barked as she began to painfully whip Chelsea's bare bottom and legs with the flogger. "Alright, alright, stop it." Chelsea begged as she gingerly climbed into the bath and stood trembling. "Sit down." Lisa told her whipping her legs once more. Reluctantly Chelsea began to slowly lower herself into the ice water. "All the way down." Lisa barked flicking Chelsea's breasts with her flogger. Chelsea screamed and jumped up as her bottom touched the freezing water. "I said sit." Lisa snapped and began to whip Chelsea's breasts with a little more venom. Chelsea was left with no other option but to grit her teeth and submerge her body in the ice water. "Your body must ach after being tied to that chair so rigidly for nearly eight hours, this will do it the world of good, sports people take ice baths after strenuous exercise to relieve any aches and pains." Lisa told her as she sat shivering in icy water. Chelsea wasn't convinced by this explanation and was sure it was just Lisa being an evil bitch. She whimpered as Lisa scooped up a huge double handful of the melting ice and massaged it over her breasts and upper body, Lisa repeated this three or four times more before Chelsea tearfully begged. "Please Mrs Cooper can I get out now, I can't feel my legs they've gone numb with cold." "Good that means the ice is working nicely on your muscles, a five more minutes or so and we'll be finished." Lisa replied. "I don't think I can stand five more fucking minutes you evil witch let me out right now." Chelsea raged. This only earned her another hard slap across the face.# Lisa reached into her pocket and pulled out a big red ball gag she'd also bought from Anne Summers. "I was going to save the second part of your surprise until you were tucked up in bed but I think you'd better have now before your mouth gets you into any more trouble." Chelsea protested and struggled but she couldn't stop the bigger stronger woman from forcing the big red rubber ball between her teeth and buckling the straps as tight as she could behind her head under her ponytail. "There now that your keep your mouth out of mischief for a little while." Lisa said with a grin. Chelsea snarled at her and shook her head in anger as she hated having the foul tasting rubber ball strapped in her mouth. After a couple more minutes all the ice in the bath had melted so Lisa decided to let the trembling, shivering girl out. Once Chelsea was out of the bath Lisa give her nice big thick towel that had been warming on the radiator and told her dry herself as quick as she could.# She slowly regained the feeling in her limbs as they warmed up she had to admit Lisa was right and that all her aches and pains had gone.# Once she was dry Lisa allowed Chelsea to put her bra and panties back on, before taking her into the bedroom. Chelsea was still cold and stood shivering in the centre of the room. "Don't worry you'll soon get warm once you're in bed." Lisa told her. Chelsea watched as Lisa opened the Anne Summers bag which sat on the bedside table and took out a pair of silver handcuffs, she pulled Chelsea's wrists together in front of her and snapped the cuffs on them. Next she took an extra-long length of rope and looped and tightly tied one end around Chelsea's slender waist a couple of times, she then pulled the other end which dangled down below bottom, up through her legs and out the front, she pulled the rope tight so it dug into Chelsea's crotch causing her to moan into her gag, Lisa then passed the rope through the rope around Chelsea's waist and pulled it back as tight as she could through her legs again and tied it off to the rope around her waist above her bottom.# Lisa then roughly pushed Chelsea down onto the bed on her back, she pulled the girl's cuffed hands above her head, and she unfastened one of the cuffs on Chelsea's wrists which she passed through the decorative ironwork of the headboard and locked it shut on Chelsea's wrist again securing her to the headboard.# Just like before at bedtime Lisa bound Chelsea's ankles together and lashed them to foot of the bed.# As she bound the girl's knees together she told her. "After your outburst in the bathroom thank your lucky stars that I'm making you so comfortable, you could easily be finding yourself spending the night naked and hogtied on the cold wooden floor in mine and Marks room." Right now Chelsea didn't feel very comfortable she was cold, hungry and the ball gag in her mouth was just horrible, she had no idea what Lisa meant by hogtied but sure as hell didn't want to find out. Chelsea watched as Lisa returned to her Anne Summers bag "One final surprise for you my, I've saved the best until last." Lisa said as she reached into the bag. To Chelsea's horror she pulled out a silver vibrator which was about seven inches long. Lisa switched it on and played with the settings. "I've bought you a little friend to keep you company during the night, this little beauty has fifty different speeds and pulses which one should we have?" She teased. Chelsea moaned and shook her head,# how could another woman be so cruel to her? "Random I think. There's nothing like a bit variety in life that's what I always say."# Chelsea struggled and protested but of course there was no way she was able to stop Lisa from putting the bullet vibrator under her tight crotch rope and switching it on. Just then Mark came into the room to tell Lisa dinner was ready. He looked down at Chelsea in horror and disbelief. "You always have to go over the top don't you? Why can't you just fucking tie her up and leave her alone." He raged. "What I do to this girl has got nothing to do with you, nothing at all. Now get out." Lisa replied pushing him towards the door. "She's only a kid, can't you be a little kinder towards her?"# "She a snooping little brat who's just cost us twenty five grand that's what she is, and I'm going to ensure she pays for it. Now get out I won't tell you again." Lisa screamed with rage. "Ok ok I'm going but don't hurt her I'm warning you Lisa." Mark replied and stormed out the room in anger. Chelsea was already beginning to moan into her gag with pleasure as the vibrator began to work, Lisa smiled hearing this. "You naughty little girl." She teased playfully flicking Chelsea's tummy and legs with her flogger. "Well I think I'll leave you and your new little friend to get to know each a little better now."# Lisa threw the bedspread over the moaning girl and tightly tucked it in, and just like the previous night she covered Chelsea's face with a strip of bed sheet. Before she left she stopped in the doorway and listened to Chelsea's gagged moans for a few moments with a big smile on her face satisfied with her work. She returned to Mark who was already eating his dinner, while watching the early evening news on tv. Lisa walked in just in half way through the story of Chelsea's disappearance. "The cops want to speak to us urgently about the girl." Mark told her. "Relax honey they'll never find us here." Lisa replied. But unbeknown to them, that afternoon police had set up hidden cameras in an empty ice cream kiosk on the sea front so they could watch the front of the house, and officers had also set up an observation point in the bedroom of a house which overlooked the back of the house. Mark couldn't help but notice the evil smile on Lisa's face as she watched Dianne Greenwood and her ex-husband make a tearful plea for their daughter's safe return.