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realized the foolishness of the question as soon as she asked it. Wishing for a knife, she tried to pull the gag away from her mouth, but she couldn't budge it, strapped as tightly as it was; besides, she was hurting the girl. Her fingers tore at the hood piercing, unfastening it and pulling it down around the girl's shoulders. It was a little difficult with her hands thrust between the bars of the fence. She reached for the ski mask and slowly worked it over her head, revealing blond curls cascading to her shoulders.


"Turn around so I can see how this thing is fastened," Nancy said to the girl, pointing at the gag.
The girl tried to say something, realized it was useless, and obediently turned her back to Nancy, lowering her head. Nancy hunted through the girl's hair, carefully parting it to find the buckle of the gag, and was amazed to discover a small padlock through an eyelet on the buckle, preventing anyone from tampering with it.
"What in ... who would so such a thing?"
Shc grabbed the girl by the shoulders, and spun her around once again, and looked into the girl's eyes.
"Listen, there's nothing I can do for you till I get over this fence. I saw a tree back there. I'm going to sec if I can get over somchowwhen I do, I'll figure out a way to get you loose, okay?"
The girl nodded her head gratefully.
Nancy gave her a reassuring wink and then ran back down the path along the fence, the girl following her, trying to keep up on the other side.
"What I should do is just go to the front gate and demand to know what is going on. Who would do such a thing to that girl?" she thought as she ran toward the tree. But something told her not to, a sense of foreboding. Shc felt she must talk to the girl first, alone. She'd already surmised that she was the Charrington's daughter.
She reached the tree, looked up its branches tentatively, sighed. took a deep breath and slowly began to climb. The cold bark of the tree sticking to her jogging suit as she began to inch up its girth. grasping for any type of hand-hold. She finally reached the first limb and rested, looking down at the girl who was looking up at her and then behind her in desperation. Nancy sat there catching her breath, wondering what she was doing there.
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"Why don't I just go into town and tell the police?"
Instead, she started to climb again. Her main goal and the most obvious and quickest solution to all her questions remained with the girl below. She had to get to her and un-gag her. She reached the height she felt she needed and edged out on a limb closest to the fence. From what she could see it looked like she could make it. Her concern now was to clear the spikes at the top of the fence. She rested for a minute, crouched on the limb judging the distance, and then jumped. She somehow managed to miss the spikes, although one tore through her jacket sleeve. Shc landed hard and rolled awkwardly forward spraining her wrist, but otherwise she had no broken bones. Shc slowly began to rise nursing her sprained wrist, as the girl ran toward her almost colliding into her. She gave the girl a brief hug and then set about getting her loose. Quickly, she unbuttoned the cape, only to discover she was naked underneath except for a collar and leash.
"This is getting weird," thought Nancy.
She saw the boots the girl wore went all the way up her thighs. "Definiteh• weird!"
She tore the girl's cape away from her shoulders and turned her around to get at the girl's hands, only to groan. Shc found that her arms were pulled back painfully in a leather sheath that went to her shoulders, buckled and padlocked like her gag. but this time there were there buckles and three padlocks.
Nancy let out a slow whistle.
"Well whoever wants you tied up honey, really wants you tied up. We'll have to wait to get you out of that thing, let's start with the gag first."
"Maybe she even knows where the keys are," thought Nancy as she put the cape back on the girl and buttoned it up, as much for the girl's protection against the cold as for her modesty.
She looked into the girl's eyes and said, "Listen I have an idea how to get that gag off but you'll have to lay on your side so I can try and break the padlock with a rock."
Somehow the girl understood and started to kneel on the ground. Nancy gently helped her to lay down, turning her face to her side. She searched and found two large rocks and lugged them back to the watching girl, looking a little apprehensive. She pulled the girl's hair away from the buckle and took the padlock and placed it on the large rock. Holding the other rock between her hands, and being very careful not to hit the girl's head, she began to pound the padlock.
"That's all I need, brain the poor girl while I'm trying to help her." she thought.
The small lock broke on the fifth try. She helped the girl to a sitting position and hurriedly unstrapped the wide strap only to find a smaller strap with its own buckle hidden beneath. Cursing, she clawed at the smaller buckle, noting at least that it had no lock. Shc began to realize the gag was in two parts. the wider band covering the lower part of the girl's face and a smaller band. The smaller band was sewn to a large wedge of leather filling the girl's mouth. So tight was the smaller strap that it was almost hidden in the wadding, pulling hard between the girl's teeth and the corners of her mouth, and making deep furrows in the girl's checks as it circled her head. Now, with the large belt loose and dangling in front, she grabbed the smaller strap and began to pull. The girl winced and closed her eyes as her head came forward with the gag. "My God, they've really packed her mouth," Nancy thought. Carefully. Nancy compressed and worked the huge leather pad back and forth in a see-saw motion until it finally popped clear of the girl's mouth, followed by a stream of saliva.
Nancy looked at the huge pad with its dangling straps in disgust and threw it to the ground as if it were obscene.
"No wonder you couldn't say anything!" Shc held the girl's head between her hands in pity, trying to wipe her mouth as best she could with the back of her sleeve, wishing she'd brought a handkerchief.
The girl was swallowing and working her jaw. and then almost in surprise at finding her own voice blurted out.
"Help me. please for God's sake help me!"
The girl's voice sounded so pitiful that Nancy held her for a moment and then said, "Who did this to you? What is going on here?"
"I thought I'd never speak again, they only un-gag us to feed us or get information." the girl said bitterly.
"Un-gag us? You mean there are more in the same situation?"asked Nancy increduously.
"Please." the girl said. "I really haven't time to explain." She was struggling to her feet and Nancy helped her.
"Thank God I saw you, and thank you for helping me, but you must get help."
"But what about you?" asked Nancy.
"No. I'll only slow you down. Get to the police and tell them that my family and I are prisoners."
"I'll not leave without you, I can break those other padlocks just as easily." said Nancy.
"Please." the girl smiled at Nancy. "I appreciate all you've done but she's bound to have found me missing by now—we just haven't the time. There's a gate at the side entrance on the other side, that's where I was headed when I spotted you. I really don't know what I would have done if I got there anyway. I guess I was hoping it might be open. But even if it is locked. rou can easily get over it. I used to sneak out that
way sometimes on dates. Now please. please hurry and
The girl stopped in mid-sentence staring wide-eyed over Nancy's shoulder, then wailed, "Oh God. n000000!"
Nancy spun around and looked into the eyes of four Dobermans curiously staring at them from some ten feet away. They had been so quiet in their approach. and both girls were so excited they'd failed to hear them.
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