Audrey got worried after Stella started a study course away, then went silent (after always phoning home once or twice a day up until then).

After this goes on for a few days, she phones the centre to check up on her daughter.

She's told things are fine, there was a few issues to start with, but her daughter should be visiting home next weekend as they were having a break.

Later that week, a 'home support pack' arrives from the college, with instructions on it to not open it unless asked for.

A little puzzled, Audrey puts it to one side.

On Friday night, a car pulls up outside. The signs on the doors show its from the college. Nothing happens for a few minutes, then the sound of a rather one-sided argument can be heard.

"Stella, please! Get out if the car! This is your weekend home!"

Nothing happens. The woman tries again then, sighing, walks up to the house.

She knocks and Audrey answers.

"I'm Gail from the college. Can you get your Home Support Pack, please, we're going to need it."

Audrey, now quite concerned, goes and gets the pack and goes to hand it to the woman.

"No, I'm sorry, you have to open it", says Gail. "It has to be you that uses it."

"Oh, ok", says Audrey. She opens the pack and shakes out the contents.

A leash falls into her hand.

"What the hell do i need this for", she cries.

"I thought that we told you your daughter had issues", Gail said. "They’re all to do with discipline. That leash is for pulling her where you want her to go."

"What!!", shrieked Audrey.

"She won't get out of the car. She even headbutted me when i tried to undo her seatbelt. All she wants to do is go back to college."

“This is ridiculous!”, cried Audrey. “She was never like this before. She was a well behaved, somewhat withdrawn girl. She never even swore.”

“I’m sorry, but that’s not how we found her to be”, said Gail. “She’s been abusive, disruptive and skipping classes.”

“Not my daughter”, said Audrey. “Let’s sort this out right now. Take me to her, and I won’t need this damn thing.”

Audrey went to throw the leash on the floor.

“I’m sorry, I’m going to have to insist”, said Gail. “If you don’t use the leash, I can’t leave Stella with you. She can’t be trusted to stay where she’s put.”

After a short argument, where Gail was even more insistent, Audrey came out to the car, carrying the lead.

Stella was still sitting in her seat. Her face was in shadow, as the hood on her cape was up and she still had made no attempt to undo her seatbelt. She’d even closed the door of the car.

Reopening the door, Gail once again tried to get Stella to get out, to no avail. She then motioned to Audrey.

“Tell her you’re here”, she said. “At the same time, you’ll need to clip the leash onto the ring on her collar.”

“Collar!”, said Audrey. “Why is she wearing an F’ing collar! Also, why is she wearing a cape like that? It’s not raining.”

“The cape is her ‘security blanket’”, Gail explained. “You can take it off once you’re back in your home, but she might not like it. The keys are in an envelope in her cape pocket.”

“Keys!”, exclaimed Audrey, in shock. “You mean that cape is locked on? Why…?”

“It is”, said Gail, “Amongst other things. I thought you’d been told she was causing problems. Anyway, talk to her, and clip her leash on, or we’ll never get her out of the car.”

“Stella, darling, it’s mom”, Audrey said. “I’m trying to help you.”

As she said that, she reached in and clipped on the lead.

Instantly, Stella jerked and fought.

While she was doing this, Gail undid the seatbelt.

“Now, Audrey, pull!”, she said.

Audrey pulled, and Stella came out of the car, then stood there, tottering on the high heels of the ballet boots she was wearing.

Wrapping an arm around the swaying girl, Audrey helped her into the house, wondering why Stella hadn’t said a word all this time…

As they got into the house, Audrey knocked Stella’s hood back. She screamed…

Stella’s tear-streaked face stared back at her. Her head was now completely bald, all of her hair was gone, even her eyebrows. What shocked Audrey the most was the massive transparent gag that Stella was also wearing…

Grabbing the envelope from the pocket in Stella’s cape, she shook it out into her hand. Two sets of keys were there. One labelled ‘Cape’ and the other, labelled ‘Gag’.

“You can unlock both while she’s staying with you”, said Gail, “but both have got to be back on her before she goes back to college on Monday.”

“You must be insane if you think I’m letting my daughter anywhere near you again”, said Audrey, angrily. “I’m also going to call the Police, right now.”

“I really wouldn’t do that if I were you”, said Gail. “You haven’t undone the cape yet…”

With shaking hands, Audrey unlocked the cape and lifted it off. She then cried and cried…

Stella was wearing a typical senior school uniform blouse, skirt, socks and shoes. What wasn’t typical was it was all made from transparent vinyl, apart from the shoes which were metal. It was all firmly locked on and no keys had been provided for it.

Stella’s arms were also fastened into a transparent plastic ‘arm binder’ that was secured behind her, also locked on. There was also a small keyhole on the side of the hood to unlock the gag, which Audrey did.

“I didn’t want you to see this!”, Stella sobbed. “I’m so ashamed. I deserve to wear it all because I’m a bad girl; I shouldn’t even be allowed out until I’ve learned to behave.”

Stella turned to Gail.

“Miss Masters, please, take me back to college! I don’t want to be here. I don’t belong here. Home is for good girls and I’m a bad girl. Please…!”

“Stella, snap out of it!”, Audrey said, slapping her. “What they’ve done to you is abuse and definitely against the law.”

“You don’t understand, mum”, said Stella. “I deserve this. I’m an evil bitch that needs to be punished.”

“Miss Masters, please!”, Stella continued. “Don’t punish me and make my mother suffer by leaving me here! Take me back to college!”

Stella then turned to her mother.

“I can’t bear to look at this dress!”, she said. “It just reminds me of how bad I am. Please, put my cape and gag back on, and let me go back to college!”

“No chance!”, said Audrey. “Pull yourself together. They’ve abused you and I’m going to put this right.”

She turned to Gail.

“You’ve got 60 seconds to get my daughter out of those clothes. I’m calling the police.”

As she turned to get the phone and ring them, Gail pressed a button on a remote she held.

Stella sunk to her knees and started moaning loudly.

“Darling, what’s wrong?”, asked Audrey.

“I’ve just activated the vibrator in her knickers”, said Gail. “You try anything, and I’ll make sure Stella orgasms continuously. I’m literally going to fuck her brains out and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”

Stella was biting her lip to try and stop from crying out, but she failed, and her high-pitched moaning scream echoed round the house.

“You could always put her gag back in”, said Gail with a laugh.

A hard punch from Audrey soon wiped the smile off her face.

“Give me that remote, you bitch”, she said.

Quickly working the controls out, Audrey shut off the vibrator. Stella collapsed in a heap.

Further investigations showed that certain buttons on the remote unlocked Stella’s uniform. Gail was ‘persuaded’ to give Audrey the code…

A doctor was called for Stella, as was the police.

“Now, how to make sure you don’t go anywhere”, said Audrey. “I know…”

By the time doctor and police had arrived, Stella was firmly tucked up in her favourite nightdress in bed in her room, with the door locked to stop her running away. Gail, to her horror, was now sealed into Stella’s complete uniform and, unlike Stella, she was never getting out of it as Audrey had scrambled the codes in the handset.

Stella just finished explaining this to Gail as she finished fitting the hood and fastened the gag shut.

Dropping the keys down the drain, she smiled and said:

“Never, ever, get between Mama and her family…”

Audrey handed Gail’s leash to the police that had turned up, and they took her away…

Based on the evidence provided by Audrey and a recovering Stella, as well as the ‘evidence’ of Gail’s new uniform (Gail could no longer speak, because her gag was permanent due to Audrey chucking away the keys) the college was closed shortly after.

Gail was taken to a secure mental unit, to help her cope with her new ‘disability’. Every now and again, she twitched as the vibrator triggered (as Audrey had set it on random triggering) and she was fed intravenously…