Chapter 2. Escape
Judith got up, peeped in to her parents room to see if they had freed themselves
but they were still bound as she had left them hours before. After a leisurely
shower she went into her parents room and took a jar of cream from her mother's
dressing table. In front of them she applied it liberally to her raw bum and
before leaving them to finish dressing she took the bottle of aspirins that were
on the table with the salve. Walking down the stairs was stiff and painful but
she hoped the muscles would ease if she worked them. Judith made herself
breakfast and packed a rucsac with clothing and other essentials she thought she
would need.
Searching the house she found £157 in various jars meant for paying bills as
they came due and a further £30 and some coins in her father's wallet. It wasn't
much but at least she would have some money until she could get a job. By 10.30
a.m. she was ready to go. Despite the horrors that had been done to her in this
house, she was sorry to leave and there were tears in her eyes when she went to
say good-bye to her parents. "Bye Mum. Bye Dad." Fear showed on their faces as
she spoke but their gags prevented any response. "I will try and phone the
police tomorrow or when I can so they can release you. You will be pretty hungry
by then but people have survived for longer. It will be your penance, your
punishment. I doubt I will see you again. Good-bye." As a final touch, Judith
placed a card at the foot of the bed with 'You have thrashed me for the last
time' scrawled in large letters on it. On leaving the room she once again locked
the door from the outside.
The bus took her to the outskirts of Doncaster as near as she was able to get to
the slip road on to the A1M south. The first hundred yards of the walk were
exceedingly painful but gradually it became more bearable. After only a fifteen
minute wait on the slip road a woman driver pulled up and asked where she wanted
to go. "South, please," Judith replied.
Hilary Jones, a driver for and partner in a courier service which specialised in
transporting fragile electronic equipment, was 28 years old with dark hair, very
much like and older version of Judith. In fact later they were often mistaken
for sisters. "Well I have a drop to make in Sheffield and then one in Newark but
after that I have to go across to Birmingham for a pick up tomorrow morning. I
can drop you off when I turn off for Sheffield or Newark. Where are you actually
heading for?"
"Anywhere out of here," replied Judith.
"You're running away? How old are you?" Hilary was concerned she was picking up
a minor.
"I was sixteen three weeks ago and I left school yesterday." Judith went on with
more details and soon found she was responding to Hilary in a way she didn't
with most other people. Hilary had a bubbly personality and a ready laugh. She
spoke kindly to the girl and didn't try to demean her. Although the seats in the
small van were reasonably comfortable, Judith found it difficult to sit still.
Hilary assumed it was nervousness and the prospect of leaving home with no where
to go.
The firm in Sheffield was closed for lunch when they arrived so Hilary took
Judith into a small cafe nearby and bought her lunch. Judith offered to pay but
Hilary seemed offended at the suggestion. In the ladies room Judith was able to
apply more salve to her backside and took another couple of aspirins to help
ease the pain.
Back at the electronics firm they had another long wait while the delivery was
checked out to see if it was undamaged. By then it was 3.30 p.m. and it would be
a race to get to Newark before the office closed. However, Hilary had not wasted
the time during the wait in Sheffield. Almost unknowingly to Judith she had
managed to elicit some of the reasons why the not unattractive girl was running
away. She felt sorry for the girl and thought that just maybe she could use this
to her advantage.
"Judith, I know I said I would drop you off on the way into Newark but after the
delay in Sheffield, I am running late and if I don't get to the office before it
closes I will be stuck there all night and won't be able to make the early
pick-up in Birmingham tomorrow. Would you mind if I drop you off afterwards? Or
perhaps Birmingham would suit you just as well as London?" Judith had no real
feelings about it one way or the other so agreed to go into Newark and then
decide whether to be dropped off on the A1 and try for London or go on to
Birmingham. In the end, fate made the decision for her. As the hot afternoon
drew on, a thunder storm blew up and she would have been soaked had she left the
car. The heavy rain made driving difficult so when Hilary saw a small service
station with a burger bar she pulled in as close as she could to the entrance.
Even so they got fairly wet just running the short distance from the car to the
door. Not really wanting it they each had a burger and fries and sat talking
until the rain eased.
It was during this conversation that Hilary dropped her bombshell. "Judith, I
have a room booked at a Travellodge for tonight and you are welcome to share it
with me. It won't cost you anything as they charge for the room and not the
number of people in it. We seemed to have got on well together today, so I think
it only fair that I should come clean with you. I am a lesbian." Judith looked
shocked. She had always been told that lesbianism was a deadly sin and women who
practiced it were very depraved and evil and to be avoided at all cost. Yet she
had been sitting next to one all day and she seemed anything but evil or
depraved.
"I've shocked you, I can see that," Hilary said. "With your strict religious
upbringing you have probably heard all sorts of outrageous tales about women
like me. Probably most are very much exaggerated but if you feel you want to
leave me and go your own way, I will understand. However, if you stay I won't
force you to do anything you don't wish to do. Lesbianism doesn't hurt or harm
anyone. When I am with the right woman, I get a great deal of love, comfort and
satisfaction. But, as I said, the choice is yours whether or not you want to
participate. I won't force it on you." Judith didn't know what to answer. Her
mind was bewildered by the statement.
The storm seemed to follow them on and off most of the way to the outskirts of
Birmingham. It was raining hard again when they arrived at the Travellodge so
once again fate made the decision for her. Judith liked and trusted Hilary and
thought she would never harm her. In any case could she do anything worse than
her own parents? Still it was with some trepidation that she entered the room
behind Hilary. Hilary closed and locked the door. She smiled at Judith, "There's
nothing to be afraid of. Come, let's have a shower and get rid of some of this
sweat and grime. I'm sure you have showered with other girls at school so no
need to worry about it now." With that she started to remove her clothes and
place them neatly folded on a chair. "Come on Judith, no need to be shy. We're
all girls together." Judith undressed slowly and somewhat warily until she stood
only in her bra and knickers. She heard the water start and guessed Hilary was
already in. "Come on in." The voice came echoing from the shower.
Plucking up her courage, Judith removed the remaining items of clothing and
entered the shower. She was struck by the loveliness of Hilary's body and the
beautiful whiteness of her breasts contrasting with the tan of her belly. For a
few moments she stared before Hilary pulled her close and gave her a hug.
"Judith you look lovely," she said as she pulled her tightly so their breasts
were squashed in close contact. She kissed the young girl on her forehead and
then directly on her mouth. It was a tentative kiss at first but then developed
into a forceful lovers kiss. It was the first time Judith had been held close
like this. For as far back as she could remember her parents had never done
that. Even as a small child no one held her close. Now she was being held
tightly and nakedly to another woman. A woman she had only met a few hours
earlier. A woman who openly stated she was a lesbian. A woman who put so much
love into a kiss.
Hilary's hands slid down Judith's back and clasped her buttock causing her to
emit a sharp cry of pain and push away. Hilary turned the young girl around and
gasped with horror at the sight of the bruised and welted flesh. Judith had kept
the parental thrashing from her.
"My God! Is this what your parents did to you?" When Judith nodded dumbly,
Hilary went on, "They should be locked up for this! No one is allowed to treat
their children or any other children in this way. I can see now why you have
been wriggling in the seat all day and I just thought it was nervousness."
Hilary gently washed the battered bottom and even allowed herself to feel and
rub between the girl's legs. Judith just let this to happen without responding.
When asked, Judith washed Hilary's back too but was less inclined to feel her
cunt area.
They dried each other and Hilary led her new friend naked to the bed. It was
very warm outside . The rain had stopped but the air conditioning controlled the
temperature and humidity to a comfortable level. The two girls held each other
and kissed for a while until Judith suddenly broke down and burst into
uncontrolled sobbing. This continued for a while until Hilary was finally able
to calm her and slowly the whole story came out. Judith told more of her life at
home, the thrashing of last night, how her parents were still tied up at home
and she ought to phone the police to release them but she didn't know how to do
it without giving away where she was.
Hilary held her and let her ramble on until it had all come out. "I must phone
the police to free them." Judith finally ended.
Hilary was silent for a while and then asked for the name of the main local
paper. "The Doncaster Echo" came the somewhat surprised answer. Opening her
laptop computer, Hilary keyed in a few commands and found the e-mail address of
the paper. She then took out a digital camera from her bag and said. "Jude, your
parents have humiliated you for years. You can now turn the tables on them if
you want. I can photograph you and your battered bum and send the pictures to
the paper and ask them to go with the police to release your parents. That way
it would be reported all over the town. We would have to wait until the morning
and send the pictures and covering letter from a cyber cafe in town so the
message couldn't be traced back to my computer and then to me. Your parents
should last through one more night. By the time they have traced the cafe, we
should be well on our way again. What do you think?" After discussing the
options reluctantly Judith agreed to this course of action.
Ferreting around in her luggage Hilary produced a copy of The Daily Mirror. "Put
your dress on and hold this paper in front of you," Hilary requested. "The paper
will give them some idea of when the photo was taken. It cannot have been taken
earlier than this morning." She downloaded it on to the laptop and checked it
was okay. The printing wasn't too clear but the paper's title and the general
layout were fine. She saved it in JPEG format.
"Take the dress off and turn around. Hold the paper so the top is level with the
crease in your bum. That's it. Now the bruises will show but your sex is hidden
so they can print it if they want. It will also help the police decide not to
take action against you for imprisoning your parents." The photo came out well
and with a little enhancement the bruises showed very clearly. Together they
composed a message to the paper.
'Message from Judith Peters of 133 York Road, Doncaster. I am 16 years old and
ran away from home on Friday morning to escape further thrashings like this. It
is the second one this month and about the seventh this year. The only way I
could escape was to tie my parents to the bed. Unless they have been able to
untie themselves they are still there. Please take the police to the above
address and release them. The key to the back door is inside the garden shed on
the ledge above door. Please do this as despite the punishments they have given
me, I do not want them to die. I will not be returning to Doncaster in the
foreseeable future.' Hilary downloaded the text and two pictures on to a floppy
disk, closed the laptop and led Judith back to the bed.
