Hidden Hostages--- Part Two by Captivepenny

A dark figure came rushing out of the corner of the room, arms
extended. Brianna managed a short frightened scream before a hand
closed over her mouth. The attacker forced her back onto the bed,
knocking one knee out from under her as she did so. Brianna fought
desperately, trying to pry the hand off of her face and get some sort
of leverage against the person who seemed intent on pinning her to
the bed. The intruder threw her weight into the move and shoved
Brianna onto her back onto the mattress. Brianna dug her knee into
her opponent's side, but failed to dislodge her. The two tussled
violently back and forth across the quilt, each fighting for more
purchase against the other.
  The intruder brought her forearm down across the he girl's throat
and held her there. Brianna struggled fighting for air. She grabbed
the arm and pulled. Her attacker pressed her weight forward, keeping
her elbow lodged against the girl's windpipe. Brianna swatted at the
masked face, catching nothing but cloth. Black dots danced before
her eyes. Brianna kicked the floor as hard as she could, once-twice
then passed out.
  Jodi turned in her chair and looked up at the ceiling.
  "What the hell is going on up there ?"
  In another part of the basement, Angela and Penny, bound and
gagged, knew the answer to that question and wondered how long
before another one of their friends joined them in captivity.
  The kidnapper removed a roll of duct tape from the hip-pouch on
her belt and put Brianna's hands behind her back. She taped them
wrist to wrist, palms turned out. She taped the girl's feet together
next then her knees as well. Brianna moaned quietly, her face
wrinkled with pain. The kidnapper put the girl on her back and
stretched six strips of tape over her mouth for a gag.
  Brianna moved slowly, she was recovering pretty quickly. The
kidnapper had to move fast to hide her new prisoner. Jodi was down
below watching TV, so the cellar was out. She slid the semi-conscious
girl onto the floor, wrapped the quilt around Brianna like a package
and began dragging her out of the room and down the hall. She
opened the linen closet and stuffed Brianna inside. She pulled down
a pillowcase, folded it into a wide band and tied it over Brianna's
already taped up mouth then pulled the quilt up over her head like a
hood. She taped the quilt around the girl's body to hold her, pushed
Brianna over onto her side,  put a full laundry basket on the floor to
conceal the shape, then closed the door.
  Lisa came into the kitchen dripping wet from the hot tub. "Brianna,
are there any extra towels ?" she called. No answer.
  "Hello ??"
  Lisa stood there a few moments longer, dripping water on the floor.
She didn't want to get the carpet wet, but now she had no choice. Lisa
sprinted across the floor to the hallway and made her way to the linen
closet. A shadow caught her eye and she turned her head sharply.
Nothing there.
  "Must be seeing things." she muttered and opened the closet door.
Lisa opened the closet and pulled a towel off the top shelf, sending
three others tumbling to the floor. Lisa made an exasperated sound
and began picking up the towels.
  There was a quilt wadded up behind a laundry basket on the floor.
Lisa reached out to touch it.
  "Hey Lisa," Charlette cried," hurry up with those towels !"
  "Just a second." Lisa forgot about the quilt, gathered the towels
and closed the door. She went to meet Charlette at the door to the
patio.
  "Here ya go." she said, offering her friend a towel.
  "Thanks."
  "Which one of you guys threw a quilt into the linen closet ?" Lisa
asked loudly. The other girls looked at each other dumbfounded.
  "C'mon you guys. We're guests here and Bree's gonna be real
pissed if she finds one of the good quilts wadded up like that. Now
who put it there ?"
No one admitted to it, so Lisa let the matter drop. Meanwhile back in
the hallway, a very awake and very frightened Brianna was being
dragged in her quilt cocoon by a woman in black. The girl struggled
desperately, trying to scream through her gag without avail. The other
girls were too far away or too loud to hear her. The kidnapper
dragged her by her feet down the hall and into the bedroom she was
sharing with Sara and closed the door.
  Jodi came up from down below and looked around. She had heard
something heavy being dragged down the hall as she came close to
the downstairs door. There was another sound too, like mumbling or
giggling. She scratched her head and went to the kitchen for a coke.
  Brianna struggled in her captor's clutches, thrashing back and forth
as the woman dragged her around the bed to the blindside away from
the door. She dropped Brianna's feet on the floor, straddled her waist
and put the barrel of her gun right in her face.
  "Now behave or I'll give it to you much worse than this, got it ?"
  Brianna nodded. Despite this the kidnapper got out her duct tape
and began reinforcing the stuff securing her inside the quilt. Brianna
whimpered behind her gag, flexing her bound hands behind her.
Bands of shiny gray duct tape soon encircled her knees and thighs,
waist and torso. The kidnapper tucked in any other slack the quilt had
and wrapped more tape to hold it in place. By the time she was done,
Brianna looked like a gray and white flocked mummy. The girl lay there
hopelessly bound.
  The door opened and Jodi stuck her head in through the crack,
"Brianna ?" she called. The kidnapper ducked down, covering the
Bree's gagged mouth with her hand.
  "Shhhh.." she whispered in her ear. Brianna squirmed in her
encasement, unable to scream or move.
  Jodi looked around but realized there was no one there. There was
a suitcase on the bed with a piece of paper taped to it. She closed the
door and walked back to the kitchen. She opened the back porch
door.
  "Do you guys know where Bree went ?"
  The girls looked at each other and shrugged.
  "Maybe she went on the that hike after all." Debra offered.
  "Yeah, I think Penny or Angela said something about doing that
today." Lisa threw in.
  "But it's almost 4 in the afternoon." Charlette observed.
  "So they went into town for McDonald's or something." Sara added.
  "Sure is strange for her to walk off like that and not say anything."
  "Only to you." Charlette smirked, " Now make yourself useful and
bring us something to drink." the girls laughed.
  Jodi politely gave her the finger and went back inside. Jodi went
down the hall. Maybe that paper she saw as a note from Brianna
saying where she was. It seemed odd that she would have done
something like that, unless the note was meant solely for her sister.
  Jodi opened the door and walked over to the bed. On her blindside,
Brianna was being pinned to the floor by her kidnapper, a hand glued
over her taped and cloth-covered mouth. The kidnapper had the note
in her other hand wadded up. Brianna lay there quietly, fearfully. The
kidnapper peeked up at the little blonde girl as she poked around the
suitcase looking for the note she had seen only five minutes ago.
  Jodi made an angry noise and put the suitcase back. There was a
little strip of tape attached to the suitcase but no note.
  "I could have swore...." Jodi scratched her head and turned to
leave. A piece of white something caught her eye," The note ! " she
said happily and walked quickly over to the other side of the bed. Jodi
gasped in horror. A black-dressed someone was pinning another
someone to the floor who was wrapped from head to toes in a quilt
and duct tape. She recognized Brianna's frightened blue eyes inside
the white cloth hood formed by the gathered and tape-wrapped cloth.
  "HEL-MMMMPH!!!"
  The kidnapper sprang like a tiger covering her mouth with one hand
and bearing her down on the floor with sheer body weight. Jodi
wriggled under her assailant, thrashing her arms and legs, trying to
wrench herself free. The kidnapper was stronger and bigger and
captured her left wrist then her right. Jodi aimed a kick at the
woman's mid-section. She returned it with a knee to her tummy. Jodi
groaned painfully, undulating in her captor's grip.
  "Had enough ?" the woman hissed. Jodi nodded.
  She was turned over onto her belly on the floor and her hands were
pulled behind her back. The kidnapper wrapped her wrists with duct
tape, then taped her feet together with the remainder of it. She fished
a linen scarf out of her hip pouch and tied a fat knot in the center of
it. She pushed the knot between Jodi's teeth and tied the cloth snugly
behind her head. Jodi twisted her head back and forth, chewing on
the gag. Now she knew what had happened to Brianna and she had a
sneaking suspicion what had become of Penny and Angela as well.
  The kidnapper got Jodi to her feet, ducked down and scooped the
frantic girl up onto her shoulder. Jodi struggled fiercely, despite her
rising fear. The kidnapper swatted her on the butt hard and fast. Jodi
stopped moving ,not so much from the spanking as from fear of
falling face first onto the hard floor. She contorted her wrists inside
the close bands of tape that held them and gnawed on her gag.
  " mmff ." she mumbled around the cloth. The abductor carried her
out the door and part way down the hall then paused to listen. The
girls were still outside laughing and having fun.
  "MMMLP!" Jodi called as loud as she could," MMLP ME!!" The
kidnapper shook her harshly, went to the basement door , opened it
and carried her down the stairs carefully.
  "Did you hear something ?" Lisa asked from her chair by the door.
  "Oh good god, " Charlette snapped, " you're starting to sound like
Jodi."
  "Yeah but I think I really heard something..."
  "You're a loon." Charlette declared rolling her eyes.
  Lisa looked back at the house and bit her lip.

Music Video: Trevor Gleeson "Along Came Jones"

The classic Coasters song "Along  Came Jones" is re-enacted in this video/comedy sketch from Australian entertainer Trevor Gleeson, with poor Sweet Sue imperiled with a buzzsaw, some dynamite, and a train.

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Hidden Hostages Part One --- By Captivepenny

Hidden Hostages

Foreword: After a lot of thought, I've decided to bring back a few of Captivepenny's stories. Penny passed away a few years ago at the tender age of 25, but she touched a lot of lives with her wit, sincerity, intelligence, honesty, and her love for a damsel in distress world that was wholly innocent and sweet but still exciting and fun to read about. Below is part one of the story Hidden Hostages, a tale that Penny herself would coyly remark as being "mostly true." True or not its as fun to read now as it was when it first made the scene.

   On a secluded country road, inside a large cabin , two young women
were being forced along at gunpoint. Both of them were pretty, both
had their hands tied behind them, with white cloths folded thick and
tied tightly over their mouths for gags. They were dressed for bed, in
dorm-shirts and ankle socks and little else. The second of the pair, a
lovely blonde squinted back at their captor past the flashlight she
held in her right hand. She could see nothing beyond the glare
except for the tip of the pistol aimed at them.


  They were forced toward the door that led to the basement of the
house. The kidnapper opened the door and gestured with her light.
The girls looked nervously at the steep dark stairs and made their
way slowly down. Another door was pushed open to the left. The
figure pressed the girls onward toward a pair of heavy wooden chairs
that squatted on the dirty floor beside some coils of rope and a box
filled with cloth, tape and other things.

   The second girl knew what was happening at that moment. This
basement room was to be their prison. The kidnapper shoved each
girl in turn into a seat, eliciting muffled moans of alarm and protest.
She ignored them and fetched the coils of rope lying on the floor.
  Penny winced as the ropes were drawn tight around her, once,
twice, three times across her chest before they were knotted behind
the back of the chair. Their captor repeated this across her stomach
and tied it off tight, pinning her in the seat. She then tied each ankle
to a chair leg.

  Angela watched with wide-eyed terror as the mysterious figure tied
Penny firmly to her chair. She twisted her hands behind her back,
anxious to find some sort of purchase against the cords holding her.
She got to her feet and took about three steps before an iron-like arm
came across her stomach and shoved her hard back into her chair.
The kidnapper grabbed her face, pressing the gun tight to her
temple. No words were spoken, the implied threat was enough.
  The woman picked up a second coil of rope and began tying Angela
in her seat as she had done with Penny. Across her chest and
stomach then each ankle tied to a chair leg. Angela wriggled inside
the tight ropes, with her hands bound behind her back and trapped
there by her body, she had no chance to escape.

  Their captor tightened the gags ever more firmly in place before
she left the two helpless girls struggling silently in the cellar. The key
turning in the lock was as loud as a thunderclap in their ears.
Footsteps receded up the stairs and into the main part of the house.
Penny and Angela looked at the ceiling. Above them, their friends
were still asleep and blissfully unaware that the two of them had been
captured and one of their friends was the perpetrator.

  Jodi walked into the kitchen rubbing her eyes, "Good morning
sleepyhead." Brianna called from behind the counter, sipping her
coffee.

  The girl muttered something hateful back at her and wandered over
to the refrigerator, opened it and began poking around.

  "Got any OJ ?" she asked over her shoulder.

  "Sure, behind the milk." Brianna replied, glancing out the window.
Outside, Lisa was lounging in the hot tub talking to Charlette who was
sunbathing. Debra lay on chaise lounge reading a book as always.
Brianna smiled to herself. Jodi wandered over, the pitcher of orange
juice in one hand, a glass in the other. She set the glass on the
counter and poured herself a full measure. She blinked her eyes.

  "What time is it anyway ?"
  "Almost noon. You've slept the day away."
  "I was tired." she whined.
  "Well it was a long trip."
  "Where's Penny and her friend ?"
  "Beats me. I'm sure they're around here somewhere."
  "Well' I'm going to watch TV."
  "It's a gorgeous day and your going to watch TV ?"
  "Yep." Jodi walked off with her glass then paused, " Uh... where is
the TV? "

  Brianna smiled," Downstairs. You can't miss it."

  Jodi gave her a disparaging look, walked over to the basement door
and went below.

       Brianna watched her go then finished her coffee. She put the
cup in the sink and went back to the room she was sharing with her
sister Sara. She opened her suitcase and fished out her swimsuit.
Spending the afternoon soaking in the hot tub sounded rather
inviting just then.

  She went into the bathroom and changed out of her jeans an T-shirt
and slipped into the orange two-piece. She had just finished tying the
knots to the halter when she heard a soft padded sound outside the
door. Brianna perked her ears and listened. There was nothing now.
The girl walked back into the bedroom and closed her suitcase. A
bright yellow piece of paper flapped in the breeze. A note had been
taped to the lid on the outside. Brianna looked around suspiciously
and peeled the paper off. She opened the note and looked at it.

  It said:  LOOK BEHIND YOU


Tomorrow: Part two

Lonesome Dove- The Outlaw Years: "The Hideout" *HQ Web Rip*

In this extended clip, Kelly Rowan plays rough-n-tumble Mattie Shaw and Tracy Scoggins plays professional gambler Amanda Carpenter who are kidnapped off the stagecoach they are riding by some thugs working for a crooked gambler who wants money owed him after a big stakes poker game (before he was run out of town). The girls are tied together back to back in a cabin in the woods and after some struggle manage to get loose and escape. A chase ensues and the girls are recaptured, re-tied with a rope around their necks to keep them under control. But the leader returns and demands it be removed. He gives the prisoners some water, but they don't fall for his smooth act in the least. The ransom money finally comes and the girls are untied.

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