A "VACATION FOR" JESSICA - - - at the Masters Institute for Training
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The city of Ames, Iowa is a fairly quiet town. Especially as the sun
is coming up on a Fall Saturday morning. Looking either way on
Chestnut Street there was little activity. A dog barked out a morning
greeting to the neighborhood and from somewhere, another answered. A
car moved slowly up the tree lined street. With no other traffic in
sight it slowed and started repeatedly as newspapers flew out of the
window landing randomly on lawns and stoops. One had to notice the
amount of trees and shrubbery present on the grounds of nearly all the
neat single family homes in the neighborhood. Privacy was a thing to
be desired for the folks on Chestnut. Typical was the Brown's home at
47. A medium sized two story white colonial, black shutters, red front
door and the neatly trimmed lawn bordered by the driveway which ran
alongside and led to the two car garage at the back of the property.
Most folks parked toward the back and entered and left by the side
door. Michael and Jessica Brown and their children had lived in the
home for twelve years. Quiet people, they were well liked by the
neighbors. And on this morning they were up early !
Across town at the Ramada Inn, three figures bustled about a shiny
black van. With the sliding side door wide open a passerby might have
noticed some unusual features. Behind the passenger seat was the usual
Captain's chair, like any other save for the dark colored leather
straps attached to the pedestal base,the arm rests and a sort of
headrest affair rather like a dentist's chair. Immediately behind the
drivers seat was a flat body board, thinly upholstered in vinyl and
mounted atop a wheeled carriage like a stretcher. It too held several
leather straps and hand-holds cut into the sides for carrying the
board out of the vehicle. The occupants wore neatly pressed white
uniform type shirts, dress pants and polished shoes. They looked much
like ambulance attendants as the two men and one woman busied
themselves. "We should have done this last night after we dropped off
Carla" the woman spoke softly as she tossed two tangled bundles of
white rope to one of the men who, in turn passed one on to the second
man. "Who knew we'd get another call so soon and right here in Ames?"
The woman had climbed into the van and stood at the "body board"
sorting and folding what seemed to be dozens of items. White, Black
and multi-colored scarves, several sizes of cotton bandana type cloths
and dish towels three stacks of dish towels! "We were smart to use the
laundromat here anyway" the woman smiled at her partners
"We're ready for anything!" The larger man asked "Who is this one
anyway, another wayward teenager for training"? The woman stopped her
folding and sorting and picked up a clipboard. "Let's see No! a woman,
married 37 yrs old Jessica Lee Brown." She read further. "oooOOOOoooo
signed in by her HUSBAND! Sheeesz! what a prick HE must be
The man in front spoke "You never know you haven't met
HER yet "Yeah" said the female "but it says here the
husband says she'll be docile Oh and take off the straps, this is a
"rope and rag" job fellas The three finished the task of
getting organized, winding up with two small duffle bags on the back
floor of the van. They ate a large breakfast then returned to the van.
The larger man would drive, the other rode "shotgun" and the female
busied herself in back. With the ceiling light on she zipped shut the
special curtains and tucked away any loose items of rope or cloths.
When the light was switched off the van was in total blackness though
the sun was well on the rise. She climbed into the Captains chair and
began to remove the restraining straps. She spoke quietly to herself
"Yessss! rope and rags I LOVE IT!!" And the mysterious van rolled
smoothly out on the thorofare. In classic contrast to the black paint
were the only identifying letters "M.I.T."
"Michael!!! Please tell me what's going on! I've showered, dressed in
my running suit, made breakfast for us. Everything you asked and it's
only 6:30 and it's SATURDAY!. And why are the kids at my mother's? W H
A T 'S T H E S U R P R I S E ?!?!?!?!?" Jessica dragged out the
question and stamped her feet and shook her fists in little girl
fashion. "Have some more coffee dear, you'll know soon enough" As
Michael turned and left the room he said just loudly enough for her to
hear "They'll be here anytime". "WHO?? WHAT?? WHO'LL BE HERE
ANYTIME?????? MICHAEL!!!!!! Jessica shrieked in frustration and when
no reply was forthcoming she plopped back into her chair.
"According to the map, Chestnut is three blocks up on the right. Yep.
Chestnut. Turn here!" "I know for Christ's sake!" At 6:38 the shiny
black van turned the corner and all on board began to look for # 47.
"Fifty three, one, forty nine Here! The large van swung wide to the
left than sharply right as it quietly entered the driveway and stopped
by the side door." "Keep the noise down...I think this is a surprise"
The woman giggled again and the three attendants climbed out of the
van and duffle bags in hand, softly walked to the front of the house
and stood at the red front door. One of the men raised the knocker.
Jessica wasn't sure whether to be excited or frightened or both as she
sat with her coffee cup in her hand. Michael had left the kitchen.
KNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCK!!....."OH!!" coffee flew out of the cup and into
her lap as Jessica's hands jerked uncontrollably. She leaped up to
avoid the hot liquid grabbing at a dish towel as if trying to wipe it
off "before it happened"! "They're HERE dear!" Michael's voice "sang"
the announcement. Jessica's heart pounded in her chest she could SEE
it! "WHO was here?" Michael entered the kitchen. "Sit dear!" His voice
was stern but there was a trace of a grin at his lips. As she settled
back into the chair the archway was suddenly filled by three figures
in uniform. Strangers! an AMBULANCE SQUAD???? Jessica's mind raced for
answers! Michael backed toward a corner, coffee mug in hand watching.
The woman with the clipboard moved toward Jessica and stood
practically on top of her intentionally causing her to feel trapped.
"Jessica Lee Brown you are hereby instructed to accompany us. Your
husband has made all the arrangements, I trust he's explained it all
to you" NO! NO! He hasn't! Who ARE you people...? I'm NOT going with
you!" There was fear in Jessica's voice as it cracked her eyes darted
frantically about the room. She tried to rise from the chair but as
she nearly stood the woman nudged her chest hard and she fell back the
chair slid back against the wall and the female guard again pinned her
into the chair."Michael!! Tell them!!! OOOOOOHhhhhhhhhh! What IS
this?? The woman now stood hard against Jessica's chair her leg
between Jessica's as she towered over her soon to be captive. The
feeling of confinement..of intimidation were too much for Jessica and
she screamed out "PLEASE"!! Get OFF me!! and with two hands she PUSHED
the woman away backwards. The woman pretended to trip and fell on her
butt letting the clipboard fly over her head and hollering "OK THat's
it...she's NOT docile.....we'll do it MY way!!
"Michael!!! her voice was pitifully hoarse and broken. Finally, from
where he stood against the wall, her husband spoke so softly she had
to stand still to hear him. "Jessica dearest, for the longest time
you've talked about things you're unhappy with things about yourself.
Although I love you, I feel there are things about you I would like to
see changed also. With or without your cooperation I have made
arrangements to correct ALL of these flaws." Michael put down his cup
and walked closer to his wife and took her two hands in his as she sat
on the edge of the chair. "Now, Jessica, these people are going to
take you to a place where that will be accomplished. You will not know
where you are. I neither will know where you've been taken. I do not
know how long you will be held there." Michael drew up a chair next
to his wife. "I have made a list of all the physical and emotional
shortcomings I could think of and" He unfolded five or six
sheets of paper and Jessica could see writing on BOTH SIDES! Michael
handed the paper to the woman "And as you can see, it's
quite a list dear!!! Our contract with the institution calls for your
return home when THEY consider ALL of your problems corrected!" He
stood up and went to pour another mug of coffee. "As for how long ?
They say that depends ENTIRELY upon you.
The large man stepped forward unzipping the duffle bag "Excuse me,
but we've spent too much time here and we've a very long ride back.
Stand up Mrs. and cross your wrists behind your back" he spoke softly.
"WHAT??? TIE ME UP???? You people are CRAZY!" Jessica leapt from her
chair and, pushing the female guard aside, bolted for the arched
doorway the only exit. As she raced past the smaller man he casually
extended his foot and Jessica took flight briefly then fell in a heap
on the thick dining room carpet. Before she could scramble to her feet
again, the woman was on top of her holding her arms behind her, the
small man crossed her wrists and the guy with the bag withdrew a long
length of rope and in seconds her hands were bound and cinched. They
sat her up and the long ends of the rope were wrapped twice about her
waist, trapping her hands and binding them tightly to back. He knotted
the waist rope in front and the two men lifted Jessica to her feet.
Michael! Michael! Don't do this ..I'll be good! I'll do
everything....er.ANYTHING !!!!!" She was beginning to cry now. "MI - -
Chaelllll....!" she was sobbing. If she had any thoughts that her
pleas to her husband would touch his heart and make him stop this
horror they were dashed in a FLASH OF LIGHT! Michael stood grinning at
her with his CAMERA! snapping shot after shot. At that final
indignity, Jessica knew the struggle was over. Michael left the room
and the men guided Jessica backwards to the chair where the woman
waited with a folded band of towel in one hand and what looked like a
scarf in the other. The large man's hands were firmly upon her
shoulders, holding her fast to her chair. The woman came before her
holding a white kerchief and as she placed it over Jessica's head she
spoke soothingly. "This is just to prevent your hair getting caught in
things" and she she knotted the cloth loosely under the prisoner's
chin.
"My name is Toni, it's my job to restrain you for the trip. It'll will
be better if you don't resist any more" And as Jessica stared up
blankly into her captor's dark eyes, Toni lightly patted her cheek.
"We were told that you would come along calmly but that is clearly not
the case and so I have instructions I must follow...I'm sorry" She
snugged up the scarf a bit and pressed the folded towel over Jessica's
eyes. "You will not be blindfolded during the ride but for the next
thing I don't wish to be watched!" Jessica wondered what "next thing"
the woman meant. There was the rustling of cloth a zipper closing,
movement about her..Jessica was confused until she felt a wad of cloth
pressed against her lips. "Open wide Mrs. Brown" Instinctively and in
fear of giving up her speech, Jessica clamped her lips into a thin
hard line and shook her head wildly for several seconds until without
warning strong hands from behind seized her head at the ears and held
it rigid! She was amazed at the strength of the man she knew it must
be the big guy. The cloth was back at her mouth and Toni said "For the
last time, Mrs. Brown, OPEN UP!" She hissed at her captive. "Though
her hearing was blocked by the hands over her ears Jessica heard Toni
say to someone "spreader!. There was silence, stillness for a minute
or so. Jessica was startled to feel a hand raising her jacket she
tried to rest herself away but she was still held down.. The hand was cold and as it reached her breast, it slowed
and gently felt about with a finger or two seeking her nipple. As the
fingers found the nub and began to massage it between thumb and
finger, she thought, Jessica wondered.."Why was
..AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHGGGG!!!!!!. Pain shot through her chest as she'd
never felt before as her nipple was SQUEEZED!! TWISTED!! Her mouth had
flown open in a scream and as her tit was released she realized she
could not close her mouth. Something hard and rubbery had been placed
between her side teeth. Toni spoke again and giggled! "Like I said
Mrs. Brown now we'll do it MY way. Open your mouth further or I'LL do
it! and to demonstrate she jacked Jessica's jaws open. She felt two
"clicks". Toni had put some kind of a dental tool in Jessica's mouth.
"Listen lady, I can spread your jaw till it's touching your chest! If
you don't want that just relax your jaw. "AAWWWWGGGRRRFF" Jessica
moaned and as she tried to relax it, her jaw was opened two more then
a third notch and it was held there. "OK Mrs. Brown" Now to
fill it up. The next few minutes seemed like forever to the helpless
Jessica.
The man holding her head tipped it far backward and Toni began
stuffing cloth into her mouth. "Too bad lady" Toni cooed " I would
have just popped a rag in there to keep you quiet and you'd have been
fine. But NOW we're going to see who's in control The
first cloth was pushed deep in Jessica's mouth as another < bandana
she thought > was packed in. Toni's fingers stuffed the cloth into
Jessica's cheeks, under her tongue. When she pulled out her fingers
Jessica expected a cloth tied over it but ANOTHER rag entered her
mouth! Toni poked and prodded and even forced cloth between the
captive's teeth and her lips. Jessica was afraid she would "Gag" on
the gag but Toni knew her task and the cloths did not choke. Rather,
her idea was to keep Jessica's mouth wide open and her jaws strained.
Toni released the spreader but Jessica's jaws barely moved together.
Toni patted her cheeks again and said "Beautiful! now watch this.
Another bandana folded to 2" wide was pulled between Jessica's teeth
forcing the whole gag deeper in her mouth. Then Toni said "And THIS!"
So saying she seized the ends of the head scarf and with a GRUNT!
pulled with all her might and bound Jessica's jaw tight to the
wadding. Jessica had never experienced a gag like this or even near to
it. But in the midst of her fear and all the questions unanswered
something was "stirring" in Jessica. In the darkness, in her bondage
the tightness of her wrist bonds the incredible discomfort of her
overly gagged mouth the feeling she might gag She couldn't think her
mind was a blur awash with feelings of constriction, helplessness, the
pressure at her mouth stuffed open yet tied shut at once the wadding
tasted dry but clean she tested her gag "mmmmfffggmm" She could barely
hear what would have been a shout! Toni wasn't finished and Jessica
felt the constriction of another cloth being tied over her mouth!
This was a dish towel, Jessica knew immediately and in the midst of
her agony she thought to herself <"I must be crazy..I'm being tortured
by a gag-crazy woman and this towel smells so nice and fresh
MMMMmmmmmmmm...so nice and it's so tight so secure and I'm a helpless
hostage mmmmmmmmmmm."
Hands lifted her from her chair and she was half carried, half
dragged, propelled in darkness and silence out her side door, across
a walk and lifted into a car, a truck?. Everything in her mind was
changing gears she felt confused yet alright.
"Michael" she tried to think of Michael what happened she couldn't
focus. Michael was of a different world. She was here now tightly
bound, cruelly gagged, blindfolded. Doors closed and the van moved
beneath her. Strong hands were lashing her into a chair with ropes
TIGHT about her chest criss crossed above and below her breasts.
Another set of hands bound her ankles together too tightly! then drew
them back and roped them to a post under the seat. They tied her knees
together and crossed the rope between them and cinched them. Jessica
had been tied up many times for play this was not play. AND WHERE WAS
SHE GOING..? WHY..? OH YES!..TRAINING!....WHAT TRAINING?? She thought
again of Michael why had he done this? but it didn't matter now. Now
she was a prisoner, helpless and frightened she didn't belong to
Michael. These people were her captors, they had control of her.
Jessica sighed into her gag and tried to relax. Her hands were crushed
behind her and her mouth ached terribly. She couldn't help it her
captors wanted her that way and now she had no choices now she
belonged to them only they could stop the hurting the awful
helplessness so uncomfortable can't move anything mouth..God I want to
close my mouth later, maybe later they'll let me close my mouth, a
long ride I heard them say it's a LONG ride. I'll be bound for hours
and though her mouth was bound, Jessica smiled ;-)
The van merged into the freeway traffic and they settled down for the
long boring ride to Hobble, Iowa.
POSTSCRIPT:
This and the succeeding chapters of "A Vacation for Jessica" was
inspired and is dedicated to our friend "Wildthing" of the English
Palace BBS who appears as Jessica L. Brown.
