The Folly  

Chrissie had arranged Anna’s hen weekend at an 18th
Century Folly South of Dublin. The folly was a disused
castle, complete with tower and dungeon that had been
restored and was now used as an alternative holiday
venue. Chrissie had arranged the weekend for Anna and
four other friends, Emma, Kate, Jessica and Andrea.
The friends had arranged for a weekend Anna would
forget in a hurry.

The friends arrived at the folly, which was situated,
on a remote piece of coast about ten miles from the
nearest population. 
“At least the neighbours won’t complaint about the
noise”, Anna joked.
“Nothing to stop our fun”, Kate replied.

The women entered the folly through the large wooden
door and explored its many rooms. Near the top of the
tower was a large stone room, with sofas, and a large
fireplace. 
“This is very cosy”, Anna said, “a great place to
spend the weekend. 

Chrissie, who was wearing a short flowing skirt and a
white top closed the door to the room and walked over
to Anna carrying a heavy rucksack, which she laid on
the floor.
“What’s in the bag”, asked Anna.
“Oh you’ll see”, said Chrissie as she emptied the
metallic contents on to the stone floor.
Anna’s eyes looked shock, “those aren’t for me are
they?”, Anna asked worriedly.

Before she could move the women surrounded her and
pulled her to the ground. Anna fought as best she
could, but she was seriously outnumbered. With Anna
lying on her back, Chrissie, sat down on her victim,
straddling her neck. Chrissie squeezed Anna’s head
between her thighs and pinned her hands to the floor.

Kate picked up the solid, hinged cuffs and walked
towards the victim. 
“These cuffs are maximum security, once on, there is
no way to remove them without the key, and one of us
will have that” Kate laughed. 
Kate locked the silver steel around Anna’s wrists and
double locked each on to the hapless hen.

With Anna still trapped beneath Chrissie, with her
head still very much locked between her thighs, the
women added to Anna’s growing array of restraints by
locking leg cuffs and a pair of thumb cuffs around her
toes. Chrissie then released her grip and let the
captive explore her newfound bonds.
“One more piece of steel to add”, Chrissie purred, as
she locked a maximum-security bicycle ‘D’ lock around
Anna’s neck.  

“What are you doing?” Anna pleaded.
“We know you like a little restraint” Chrissie said,
“so we thought we’d oblige. Only one more thing to
add”.
Jessica picked up a lockable gag and knelt down by the
struggling woman. “Open up!”  she giggled and after
some struggling Anna complied.

“Now here’s the game”, Chrissie explained. “You are
locked up with five restraint, and there are five of
us. So we will each take one key. Every 12 hours you
can choose one of us and we will give you our key and
you can unlock yourself. An extra bit of freedom each
day!”.

“However, you won’t know who has which key”, Kate
laughed. 
“OK, then let’s chose who has what”, Chrissie
announced, “And I’m sorry Anna, you can’t watch, you
are going into this box”

The box was solid wood and large enough to take a
woman. They picked Anna up and gently dropped her into
the box. 
“Where in the padlock to lock her in”, Kate asked.
“Don’t bother, just sit on the lid, that should stop
her going far”, Chrissie laughed.

Kate, wearing just jeans and T-shirt, sat down on the
lid. The box lid banged home and inside the box Anna
let out a cry. Anna in a futile bid to escape pushed
up on the lid and lifted Kate, who like all the women
was only slim, a few inches into the air.
“She’s a feisty one, isn’t she”, Chrissie laughed as
she came over and sat down next to Kate on the box
lid. The lid banged home a second time and this time
there was no reply from Anna.

Emma, Jessica and Andrea each took a key. 
“Make sure you hide your keys well”, Chrissie said,
“we don’t want an escape bid from our guest!”.
Emma unbelted her jeans and lowered them. She then
tucked her key into her black knickers. She pulled her
jeans back up and sat down on the deep window-ledge.
“OK, no way she’s getting at that key” Emma joked.

Jessica put her key into her small purse, which she
stuffed into the front pocket of her denim shorts.
Andrea hitched up her thigh-length skirt and hid her
key in her knickers. 
“OK, you girls want to sit on our prisoner while we
hide ours?”, Anna asked.
The women sat themselves down on the lid. Anna was
going nowhere.

“Ah, here’s the padlock for the box”, Andrea smiled,
“let’s lock her in good and tight”, as she slipped the
lock through the clasp and snapped it shut, with a
satisfied smile on her face. She then sat down on the
lid as if to reinforce her power over poor Anna.

“Very good”, Chrissie snapped, “but we each have our
key, so its time to let the poor woman out”. She tried
to grab the key from Andrea, and the two women ended
up rolling about on the floor. Chrissie retrieved the
key and unlocked the box.

Anna sat up and tried to protest, as much as she could
from within her chains. 
“One more thing”, Chrissie purred as she took a large
chain, padlocked one end to the wrought-iron
fireplace, “You’ll also not be able to wonder more
than five yards from here, at least not until you find
which of us is holding the key to the lock around your
neck”. With that she attached the other end of the
large chain to the ‘D’ lock and snapped closed the
padlock.

Anna sat on the thick-piled rug by the fireplace,
bare-foot and wearing only a short skirt and top, and,
of course, the restraints that her friends had added.
Andrea came over and tapped her arse, 
“So which key have I got in here”, she teased. Anna
could only reply with a muffled “mmmmm”.

After lunch, at which Anna could only eat liquidised
food through a straw, the women settled down to watch
some movies. Jessica was sitting in front of the sofa
on a low footstall. Anna was sitting on the rug
watching intently the film, which was just reaching
its climax. Jessica suddenly grabbed Anna by the
shoulders and pulled her back on to the rug. She then
placed the footstall over Anna’s head and sat back
down trapping Anna’s head under the stall.

The women laughed as Anna struggled desperately to get
her head out from under the stall on which Jessica was
sitting. After a few minutes she stopped struggling
and resigned herself to the fact that she wasn’t going
to see any more of the film. Jessica amused herself by
running her bare feet up and down the body of her
hapless prisoner.

By the evening it was time for Anna to choose her
first key. She chose Chrissie, hoping that she had the
key to for gag, which was becoming sore or the ‘D’
that was preventing any hope of escape. Chrissie
reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small
key, which she then used to unlock Anna’s mouth gag.

“Arrrh, at last I can at least talk”, Anna said with
clear relief.
“You’re still chained securely hand and foot to the
fireplace” Andrea replied in a tone that showed she’d
have preferred it if Anna had not been released at
all.

That night the friends slept in the bedrooms, leaving
Anna still chained up, sleeping in front of the open
fire

The next morning, the women again met for the
unlocking ceremony. The sun had come up and Anna could
see a beautiful day on the coastline just outside the
castle.
“Which of you has the key to this?”, Anna demanded,
tugging hopelessly on the large ‘D’ lock around her
neck. Emma felt turned-on knowing that Anna was not
going to leave that room without the ‘D’ lock key
tucked inside her knickers.
“Well take your guess”, Emma said.
“Well its not you”, Anna deduced, looking towards
Emma, “that’d be to obvious, “ I think Jess.”,

Jessica, clearly annoyed at having to give up her key
so soon, jumped up, hitched up her skirt and revealed
her key.
“Maybe not the one you wanted”, she giggled as she
unlocked the thumb cuffs from around Anna’s toes.
“Arrrh, that doesn’t get me far” Anna complained,
pulling fruitlessly at the cuffs still locked around
her ankles.
“Yep, and it doesn’t look at though you’ll be enjoying
much of the sun today, does it”, Emma giggled, as she
thought about how Anna would be spending the rest of
the day locked inside the folly.

The women, in search of fresh air, went outside and
spent the day sunbathing on their secluded beach. By
the evening, the friends returned with wet hair, rosy
faces and sarongs wrapped around their waists. After
showering the women met for the next stage of their
game.

“OK, I chose Emma”, Anna said with conviction.
“Arrh no”, Emma cursed, as she stood up, and
grudgingly handed over the key.
“Yes”, Anna said, as she unlocked the ‘D’ lock from
around her neck, “free at last!”.
“You’re still wearing cuffs on your hands and feet”
Andrea reminded.

Anna was now feeling much more a part of the party.
Her friends were still holding her under lock and key,
but at least she could talk and move around the folly,
if a little slowly due to wearing leg cuffs. 

That evening, most of the party had gone to bed,
leaving just Anna and Andrea sitting by the fire. 
“You know that I could escape now”, Anna whispered,
“Do you think you should make sure I don’t?”
Anna was missing the thrill of being held captive by
her beautiful friends.
“You could lock me in the box again”, she suggested,
“last time you sat on the lid and locked the padlock
there was no way I could have escaped.

Excited by the suggestion, Andrea helped Anna into the
box and gently lowered the lid. She then slowly sat
down on the lid, her mini-skirted arse holding the lid
shut. She then threaded the lock through the clasp,
snapped it shut and tucked the key into her knickers.
After half an hour of sitting there, enjoying the
feeling of power, she returned to her bed, leaving
Anna securely under lock and key.

By the Sunday morning Anna was to chose the last but
one key. 
“Kate”, she declared.
Kate produced her key and knelt down by Anna, “Its
your lucky day, you can now walk around”, she joked as
she unlocked the cuffs from around Anna ankles.
“Only the handcuffs to go”, Anna declared as she
looking over to Andrea, whom she knew must have the
last key.

The women spent the Sunday on the beach, a day that
might have looked like any other to an observer, save
for the rigid cuffs worn by Anna. That evening, Andrea
unlocked the handcuffs from around her friend’s
wrists, leaving Anna totally free.
“So how was that for you?”, Chrissie purred.
“Terrifying at first, but there was a certain
attraction”, Anna replied, “still playing with the
handcuffs”.

After dinner, Kate, Emma, Jessica and Chrissie left to
drive back to town. As Anna finished packing her
things she walked into the room and found Andrea
locking the cuffs around her own wrists.
“I just wanted to know how it felt”, she replied.
“OK, well you’ll need the cuffs on your feet, the gag
and the rest” Anna replied, as she sat astride her
friend and started locking home the restraints.
“Only this time I have all the keys”, Anna said as she
put the keys into her jeans pocket.
Within moments, Andrea was fully bound, in the locked
box with Anna sitting on the lid. Not surprisingly,
they didn’t leave the folly that night.



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