Author's Note: To get background on the characters, please read the previous chapters. Please give me your comments, that's what keeps me going. Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, or if it is offensive to you. All characters are fictitious. All events are fictional. Any similarities in this story to real events or people are unintentional.
Jennifer woke early the next morning.
She slipped quietly out of bed and started dressing.
Suzanne felt her stirring in the room and woke up.
“What are you doing?” she whispered sleepily.
“I’m getting away from this monster, and if you have any sense you will, too,” Jennifer said.
“But I can’t,” Suzanne replied. “He has ordered me never to run away from him. Besides, even if I did, he would just call my on that damn cell phone that I have to answer and order me back.”
“Well, he must have slipped up this time because he never gave me that order,” said Jennifer. “I’ll run away and come back with help. We’re ending this nightmare now.”
Suzanne sat silently for a moment.
It could work, she thought.
Finally she whispered, “Good luck.”
With that, Jennifer finished dressing and quietly slipped out the bedroom door and closed it. She carried her shoes so she could move silently. There would be time enough to put them on once she was out of the house.
She crept down the stairs and looked around.
Tom was nowhere to be found.
She was free!
She ran as quickly as she could without making noise.
She was almost to the door when it swung open.
Tom was standing there holding some packages. He had a surprised look on his face.
Jennifer turned in the opposite direction and started to run.
“Stop,” he said quietly.
Jennifer froze in her tracks.
“Damn!” she thought.
Tom walked over slowly with an amused look on his face.
“Where do you think you’re going,” he said.
“I...I...,” Jennifer stammered.
“Tell the truth,” Tom said.
“I was trying to run away from you, you bastard,” she spat.
Tom shook his head.
“That temper will get you in trouble,” he said.
“I’m going to get you in a lot of trouble when I get out of here,” she snarled. “I have a whole list of charges that I’m going to bring against you. I’m going to...”
“Silence,” Tom said.
Jennifer’s mouth snapped shut in mid-sentence.
Suzanne had heard the commotion and came down the steps. She knew immediately that any hope of escape was gone.
“Ah, Suzanne, I’m glad you’re here,” Tom said as he noticed her. “Did you have anything to do with this escape plan.”
“No, it was Jennifer’s idea,” she said honestly.
“That’s what I thought,” he replied. “She is a very naughty little girl. We must do something about that.”
He motioned Suzanne to come to him. She immediately did so.
Tom handed his bag to her.
“Here is your outfit for today,” he said. “Go put it on. And fix your hair. I think you will know what hairstyle goes with the outfit. And take Jennifer with you. Her outfit is in the other bag.”
He turned to Jennifer.
“Go with your sister and dress in the outfit in the bag. The two of you can pick an appropriate hairstyle to go with it. And, Jennifer, I’m glad this happened today because it reminds me of another order I have for you. You will never try to escape again and you will tell no one other than Suzanne what has happened to you. You will never try to harm me or yourself in any way. Do you understand?”
Jennifer nodded her head in resignation.
She knew there was no way she could disobey this order.
“Off you go now, you two,” Tom said. “Jennifer you can speak now, but no more cursing or threatening me.”
Jennifer followed Suzanne to the bedroom where Suzanne opened her bag.
It was a little girl’s party dress – all pink and frilly. Made of satin and lace, the skirt was layered and puffy over petticoats. The sleeves were a transparent lace that ended at the elbow, cinched with a ribbon.
The bodice was a lattice design made of ribbons with a modest square neckline.
It buttoned high in the back and was topped off with a huge bow in back that circled around the waist.
It came complete with little white gloves, lacy white anklets and sparkly pink shoes. Two pink hair ribbons were also in the bag.
Jennifer’s bag was nowhere near as full.
All that was in it was a large diaper with pink rubber pants to go over it and a pink hair ribbon.
“There’s no way I’m putting that on,” Jennifer said.
Suzanne hugged her.
“We have no choice,” she said.
And it was true.
On their own volition, Jennifer’s hands started moving, stripping off all her clothes.
She gasped when her hands started to move she was so startled.
Jennifer did the same.
Soon they were both naked.
Suzanne helped her younger sister pin on the diaper and pull up the rubber pants.
Then she slipped into the party dress.
It fit pretty well except that it was way to short, barely covering her ass.
