Melody Smith woke up to light streaming through the curtains of her bedroom. Stretching out across the king sized bed, she looked longingly at the empty spot beside her, knowing that Larry had to go into work on the weekend again. Checking the clock and seeing it was a few minutes to 11, she rolled off the bed, knowing that she had to be ready for the maid service that came at 11 each weekend. Getting changed, she headed downstairs to the kitchen.
After going through a portion of her morning routine, she glanced at the clock. It was 11:30 and the maids were still not here, which was a surprise as the group was normally quite on time. Just as she was thinking about calling the company, the doorbell rang. She yawned before heading to the front door. Arabella, their regular housekeeper and maid, only worked during the week. They hired another maid company on the weekend to provide various housekeeping needs and to further clean the house. Melody opened the door to find three women in French Maid outfits with masks covering their faces standing at the door. “You’re late.” She stated in a flat tone before narrowing her eyes. “You’re not the normal maids.”
The dark haired girl at the front bowed her head. “We apologize Mrs. Smith. There was a Covid positive report among the regular group yesterday and we were informed last minute to replace them. The company assures you that the positive contact occurred after they visited your home last weekend, so there is no risk to you and your family.”
Melody’s eyes swept over the three girls before nodding. I’ll be calling the company later about that. They should have made us aware of the covid positive. I assume you all tested negative?”
“Yes ma’am.” We had tests done during the week.”
“Good, come on in.”
The three girls entered, carrying company bags of cleaning instruments and things with them and followed Melody as she gave a tour of the house. She led them through the kitchen, living room, and the various other rooms throughout the house that required cleaning. The new maids followed politely, looking around at the various objects in the room. Probably figuring out what they absolutely can’t break. Melody thought with a shake of her head as she finished the tour back in the kitchen.
The three maids introduced themselves as Aly, the senior dark haired girl. The shorter, younger raven haired girl was Ruby and the blonde was Kim. “My daughters Lydia and Kaylee are asleep upstairs, will probably be waking up in the next hour or so and I expect they will have requests so I hope that is not a problem.”
“No ma’am. We will do as we are asked.”
“Excellent, I will leave you to it then. Call if you require me.”
Melody left the kitchen moving to her study for a while before her daughters woke up and came downstairs. Both girls shared their mother’s long dark hair and slim, fit bodies, making them quite attractive and popular at college. Home for the start of summer, Melody very much enjoyed her daughters being back as it made the large house feel much less empty. They were dressed in tank tops and denim cutoffs to lounge around it at home.
One of the maids cooked a meal for the family to enjoy for lunch before they chose a movie to watch in the TV room while the maids went about their duties. After finishing the movie, Lydia went to the kitchen for a snack and Kaylee went to change to go out shopping while Melody went back up to her bedroom. Walking into the room, she stopped short realizing one of the maids was in the room. “Excuse me.” She said, “Did I not say this room was off limits?”
The maid turned around with a smile and Melody saw that it was Aly. “My apologies miss, we were looking around the house.”
Melody placed her hands on her hips. “And why was that? Was the house tour I provided not sufficient enough?”
“Oh it was.” Aly said, her grin unwavering. “It gave us plenty of opportunities to identify things to steal.”
As she finished her sentence, her hand went to the back of her waistband and withdrew a silenced pistol which she levelled at the stunned lady of the house. Melody froze. “What is the meaning of this?”
“Exactly what it looks like.” Aly said, “You will show me to your safes and open them and we will take what we want. Unless you would like any harm to come to your two pretty girls.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” Melody’s voice dropped to a whisper as she felt her body begin to shake as she stared at the black pistol barrel.
Aly’s voice hardened. “Try me.”
Melody raised her hands as Aly gestured with the pistol barrel before walking over to her very large walk-in closet full of designer clothes and shoes. Near the back, she pushed aside a rack of dresses to reveal a safe hidden in the wall. “Nice shoe collection, maybe I’ll borrow some of it.” Aly commented before pointing to the safe. “Open it.”
Her hands trembled as she punched in the code, not seeing Aly reach into her laundry hamper and withdraw something, and opened up the safe door. “Very nice.” Aly told her as she inspected the jewelry inside. “Now downstairs, we know you have more safes in the basement.”
With her hands raised, Melody was marched out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Entering into the front hall, she gasped, her hands flying to her mouth as she spotted her daughters. Lydia and Kaylee had both been led over to the sturdy floor to ceiling columns and shoved back against them, their arms wrenched behind them and Melody could see Lydia’s wrists were zip tied together behind the column. Kaylee’s leather jacket had been tossed onto the ground but the rest of her outfit of a black t-shirt, denim skirt and thigh high boots was still intact. Tears ran down her face as Kim knelt in front of her and wrapped a zip tie around her booted ankles. “Mom!” Lydia cried out, spotting Melody being led into the room. “What’s going on?”
“Just do what they say.” Melody pleaded to her daughters, feeling Aly pushing the gun barrel into her back.
“Let’s go, two more safes to open.”
Helpless, she could only watch over her shoulder as she started down the stairs to the basement as Ruby balled up something in her hand and forced Lydia’s mouth to open before shoving it inside. Lydia yelped in protest, causing Melody to freeze before she was prodded again and continued down the stairs to the basement.
In the storage room, Melody pulled suitcases and more items aside to reveal another pair of safes. She quickly entered the combination and opened each one, hoping to get it over with faster. Aly checked the contents again, nodding in satisfaction. “Any more?”
Melody shook her head and Aly got real close to her. “If you are lying, your children will suffer for it, understood?”
Terrified, Melody nodded. “I promise there’s no more.”
The fear in her eyes seemed to tell Aly that she was telling the truth. Satisfied with everything, Aly gestured again with the gun. “Back upstairs Melody, time to join your daughters.”
Glumly, Melody walked back up the stairs and back into the hall, freezing in the doorway as she saw the state her daughters were in now. Both girls were now completely mummified from neck to toe in silver duct tape, completely welding them against the column. Their sobs were muffled by more tape wrapped around their head and the column, preventing any head movement and Melody could see the way their cheeks bulged that their mouths were filled to near bursting with something. “Don’t you think this is a little overkill?” Aly asked, her voice laced with amusement.
Kim, who was now wearing Kaylee’s leather jacket and admiring herself in the mirror, laughed. “These rich little snobs had it coming. Now let’s get mommy dearest all taped up too.”
Knowing what was coming, Melody allowed herself to be guided over to another column and shoved up against it, wincing as a plastic zip tie bit into her skin as it was tightened around her wrists. She could now see one of the cleaning supplies bags that the false maids had brought with them was open on the floor near Lydia’s feet, filled with full and empty duct tape rolls and gulped. Aly walked up in front of her with a ball of cloth in her hands that Melody realized with horror was several pairs of her panties from the laundry. “Open.” She commanded.
Helpless with nowhere to go, Melody reluctantly opened her mouth to allow the burglar to shove it into her mouth, causing her to retch. The ripping of tape filled her ears and soon, a half dozen layers of tape were wrapped around her face. Her cheeks felt twisted to the side due to how tight the tape was applied, but the three false maids ignored their victim’s discomfort and with full rolls of duct tape in hand, went to town on Melody.
A few minutes later, Melody was a mummy. Unable to shift any part of her body with how it was wrapped in tape, she moaned behind her gag and tried to wiggle her body as they smoothed the last bits of tape out and stepped back to inspect their handiwork. “Wish she had more daughters, we have some more tape.”
Aly laughed at Melody’s gagged scream. “Save it for the next job. Let’s clear the place out.”
With a cheerful wave, Aly, Kim and Ruby picked up duffle bags and departed for different parts of the house. Hearing them rummaging through the house, Melody’s heart sank as she looked at her daughters who had both given up on struggling in their bonds, knowing that they wouldn’t be getting free anytime soon. Kaylee, being fully clothed underneath the tape, was sweating but there was no way Melody could help her in her position.
After what felt like hours to the three captives but was only about 45 minutes, the three maids re-entered the main hall, their bags bulging with various stolen items. Melody also noticed that Aly had exchanged her pumps for a pair of Melody’s expensive knee high boots. Aly flashed a smile in her direction as she noticed her looking. “Don’t they look good on me? Don’t worry, we didn’t take all of your closet.”
It took a couple of round trips for the burglars to move bags from the house to their van before they wrapped everything up. “Thank you very much ladies. Don’t worry, someone will find you soon enough. Ta!”
Blowing a kiss, the three departed and closed the door behind them, cutting off the gagged cries of the captives. Melody strained one last time before giving in and sagging in her bonds as much as the tape would allow. Larry wouldn’t be home from the office for another few hours, so the girls were going to be suffering for quite a while. I’m never hiring a maid service again. She thought.