Let's kidnap the rich woman

‘...and this is a map of the estate, and all these ‘X’ mark a spot where the ‘true valuable stuff’ is displayed?’ – asked Henry.

‘Yes, she has been selling all that she can put her hands on, but she has put copies, good forgeries but still not the real thing, in their places so whenever my father’s lawyer shows up… it all seems to be in place…’

‘And why don’t you tell him that they are forgeries, or about what you claim that she does with you?’ – asked Michael.

‘Because every time that he shows up, even when he decides to make a ‘surprise visit’, I am visiting friends in Glasgow, or Rome, or even Moscow…’

‘When in fact you are bound and gagged somewhere inside the estate?’ – asked Jean.

‘Yeah… most of the time that gold-digger locks me in her own closet in the room that once belonged to my parents, but once I was literally crated in the basement.’

‘And how does she know when he, your father’s lawyer, is due to show when the man decides to make a surprise visit?’ – asked Michael.

‘Because she pays his secretary to warn her every time he decides that.’

‘And if we are supposed to do what you’re telling us, to assault your estate, rob the place clean and take your stepmother for a…’

‘Very suitable ransom from my father’s lawyer, I can’t manage a cent of my money, but they can, so either you kidnap him or you kidnap her…’

‘…we are supposed to have you as part of our team?’ – asked an incredulous Jean.

‘Look, just give me gloves, clothes that I don’t have in my closet and a mask, a gun without ammo would be fine too. I’ll say nothing, I’ll follow orders and I will allow you guys to bind and gag me in the buff for the cops to find me if that’s your thing…’

‘But you are supposed to be the one that binds and gag your stepmother and her maid?’

‘Who do you think that helps that ***** when it’s time to make me a captive in my own home? She even drags me by my hair if she is in a hurry!’

‘The maid?’ – asked Henry.

The girl bound hand and foot and to a stool in front of them just nodded.

‘Gag her…’ – Jean told Michael.

And the rubber ball went back into her mouth, followed by three wide strips of tape.

The trio of would-be-kidnappers was unsure. Could the gal be telling the truth and there was zero chance for them to get a ransom from her stepmother?

Well, they had never heard of a chick who had have a fit of hysterical laughter as she was being kidnapped while riding her bike in the country…

They decided to check.

It took a while, but the forger who had painted a good copy of her family’s Renoir was Henry’s buddy. He confirmed to them that he had made that and other copies of paintings that belonged to her family’s collection…
So they started to discuss how they would steal whatever was left of value in the estate…

…much to the delight of their captive.

‘I can’t believe it! They are falling for it! Amateurs!’

And as she ‘fought’ her bonds every now and then, she remembered her ordeal from the very beginning, searching for any mistake she mught have made (and finding none), when her stepmother had discovered that she had ‘replaced’ some of the paintings she intended to sell to launch her despicable friend's, her father’s lawyer, political bid! While they looted the place, filled with so bad memories to her since her late father had bought for her stepmother, she would ‘help’ them in order to find where she had hid all the evidence she had about her stepdaughter’s theft!

If it wasn’t possible for her to free herself or Marie, those guys were even better with knots than Marie was, before that sanctimonious bastard showed up with the police, then she would have to wait for a while before she and Marie disappeared (but before the ransom was paid) … If not… How long would it take for the police, and those idiots in front of her, to find out that it was just a ‘simple’ kidnapping and not a triple one?

The best part was that, finally!, she and Marie would be bound together!

Or side by side, she hoped that she could convince to 'stash' she and Marie over Marie's bed, but they would finally have a real bondage session together, one way or another!

Ah, they had finally finished with their plans.

‘All right, we will need your numbers so we can have a ‘fourth’ member of our gang wearing ‘clothes that you don’t have in your closet’ (He will buy something with your help in a web store), and we will give an empty gun… but we want everything that is valuable at your estate in exchange for that!’

Resisting the urge to smile a very obvious smile even under all that tape, she nodded.


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