A Very Black Friday updated 11-7 */F+ (Sequel to night at the Museum) (2024)

Part 6 - The Bookshop’s Bindings

Calliope’s Legendary Tales was a bookstore crammed between the food court and the salon. Calliope herself was a slender bespectacled redhead. She kept busy in between customers by restocking the shelves and sorting the inventory. She looked up as two young professional looking women walked into the store, one a blonde and the other a brunette.

“Ladies, can I help you find anything in particular tonight?”

“Yeah! Sarah and I are trying to start up a book club for the ladies of our law firm, and we want the first one to be interesting, nonfiction, and something that we can relate to the legal field,” the Blonde spoke up, “do you think you have anything like that?”

“Oh, I think I have just the thing. Have you two ever heard of a woman named Nellie Bly?”

“I’ve heard of her!” The brunette chimes in. “Ericka, don’t you remember, she was that reporter that did the thing with the asylums.”

“Exactly! She helped reform the mental health system and how it treated patients by having herself committed undercover and spending several days in the system. I have a book that paints a very thrilling tale right back here. In fact, it almost make you feel like you’re there,” she added with a wink.” She walked quickly, forcing the girls to hurry to keep up. She grabbed two copies of the book off of a shelf and kept going to a large flat padded bench in front of a 6 foot tall book titled “the Reading Corner”.

“You girls can feel free to sit down here for a moment and read a chapter, really see if it’s what you’re looking for. They say the first meeting of a book club is the most important after all!”

The two girls sat down and started reading, becoming totally engrossed in the story. After a few minutes both began to feel as though they couldn’t keep their eyes open. They slumped down laying flat on the bench. As they did, the books slipped from their fingers, falling open onto the floor. Their pages began to glow before a straightjacket pulled itself from each, using its arms to move along. The two jackets crawled to the sleeping beauties, using their straps as fingers to remove the girl’s shoes and skirts before climbing onto them and worming their way around the girl’s’ bodies and arms. When they were finally on properly, every strap simultaneously pulled itself very tight, completely trapping the girl’s and starting to rouse them.

Ericka started to wake first. Still groggy she tried to sit up, but upon realizing that she couldn’t really move her arms, she just struggled lightly for a moment, trying to remember where she was. While she struggled, a couple more bondage accoutrements were working their way out of the pages. She rolled over a little bit to see the last bit of a length of rope coming out of her book! “What’s going on? SARAH! Wake up!” Sarah had just started to stir next to her when the ropes snapped around their ankles and knees, as well as through the loops at the top of their straight jackets, pulling them both right on the bench.

This time Sarah yelled. “Bookstore lady! Are you there!”

Calliope rushes around the corner with a concerned look on her face. “What on Earth are you girls doing?” She asked as she hurriedly moved to try to undo the ropes at the top of Ericka’s jacket.

“I don’t know, we must have dozed off, and when we woke up, this was happening!”

“Well, I’ll have this taken care of in just a moment!” Calliope reassured her before reaching into her pocket, pulling out a bright red ballgag and popping it into the girl’s mouth. Ericka let out some muffled MMMMPHs as Calliope moved to Sarah’s side.

“What the hell is going on lady? Why are you doing this?”

“Well, it’s not like you’ll be able to spill the secret. I’m a muse, and sometimes I need inspiration of my own. So I recreate famous works or events to inspire me to write. And I’ll enjoy watching you struggle like Miss Bly had to in order to change things. Maybe I’ll even try one of the therapies on you in a bit. But for now, I need you nice and quiet.”

She forced a ballgag into the brunette’s mouth as well, and then walked over to the large book. She pulled on the cover revealing a hallway behind it. Two women in nurse’s outfits came out, and Calliope gestured to the girls on the bench.

“Take these two and prep a station for a wet pack. I’ll be there shortly. And let’s use the mohair this time. I’m curious about the added weight.”

The nurses grabbed the bench and dragged the two young paralegals off to their fate. Calliope reaches into the hallway and unlatched a door, pulling it into place to block the hallway perfectly. The door itself was painted to look like the page of a book, leaving the reading corner looking like an opened tome. She then grabbed the two books the girl’s had been reading to replace on the shelves.

She walked up to the front desk to wait for another bit of inspiration to pass. Growing bored, she opened a window on her laptop to see the preparations for the girl’s’ journey into mental health care were underway. Two very sturdy padded tables had been pulled into the room behind the book, as well as two big tubs which were being filled with water, and a large pile of at least twenty mohair blankets.

“Um miss, can you help me?”

Calliope was startled to look up and see a mousy brunette standing in front of her.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m just trying to find out if you had a.......romance section.”

“It’s no problem, you just gave me a bit of a start. We definitely have a romance section. Did you have anything in particular you were looking for, Miss.....?”

“Oh, I’m Chloe. And something with a dashing prince saving a beautiful princess please! And perils, magic, and courage!”

“Well, you certainly seem to know what you like. Come right this way. We have a special corner over here. If you’ll wait by that book there, I’d like to show you something I think you’ll enjoy. Do you like illusions? Magic tricks?”

“Oh yes, ever since I was a kid I’ve loved them! I grew up on stories of princesses too, but those were much more tame.”

“Well, I’m a bit of an amateur magician myself. Would you like to see a new truck I’ve been working on firsthand?”

“Oh yes please!”

“Very well. Stand right there in front of that book, and hold very still. I have here an ordinary silk scarf.” Calliope reached behind her back and pulled a four foot thin silk square seemingly from thin air, to which Chloe clapped. “I’m goin to place this over your head and have you count to three, then pull it off. When you remove the scarf, you will be a princess! Sound good?

“Definitely!”

Calliope places the scarf over the girl’s head, gently pulling it around her face so she was completely blinded. “One...” She reaches back and grabbed the book cover. “Two....” she pulled it open, revealing some chains hanging from the corners. “THREE!” Chloe removed the scarf and looked at Calliope. “I don’t feel any different. That was kind of a lame trick.”

“Did you look down?”

Chloe looked down to see that her entire outfit had switched. In place of the sweater she had been wearing, she was now in the cheesy romance novel version of a princess’ outfit, the red fabric clinging tightly to her curves and showing off her chest nicely. She reached up and felt a tiara on her head. “How did you-“ She was cut off by the scarf Calliope used being pulled tightly between her teeth. While she was distracted by her outfit change, Calliope had tied two knots in it, which were now wedged deeply in Chloe’s mouth, before wrapping it around her head twice and knitting it once more for good measure. The chains on the book shot ou and grabbed hold of Chloe’s wrists and ankles, pulling her tightly spread eagled against the inside of the cover. Calliope then opened the inner door all the way, stepped inside and pulled the cover shut, bringing Chloe with it. Chloe was now staring at what looked like a doctor’s office, with two girls in straightjackets lying on gurneys. As she watched, Calliope walked over to the two nurses tending to Sarah and Ericka.

“All right, lets get started. Sedate then and I’ll begin.”

The two nurses each took a syringe and stuck one of the girl’s with it. They almost immediately stopped struggling, now being paralyzed from the neck down. The nurses quickly and efficiently stripped off the girl’s straightjackets and clothes, leaving both fully nude except for their ballgags. Each nurse grabbed one of the thick mohair blankets and wrapped it around one of the girl’s. The fuzzy fibers actually looked fairly cozy to Chloe at first, until some threads began weaving themselves around and around, trapping them in place.

The nurses turned to grab another syringe, and once more stuck the girl’s. This time it was the counteragent to the paralyzing toxin, and both started struggling but could not do much. The nurses moved over to the blankets and each grabbed another, this time taking them over to the tub of water. They both submerged them and kneaded the soft material, ensuring it was 100% soaked. They took the blankets over to the girls, each one likely weighing at least 40 pounds from the water, and wrapped them tightly around. The girl’s struggling immediately lessened, and only did so further as more layers were added, until each was wrapped in six blankets. They could hardly move a muscle when Calliope started wrapping chains around their bundled forms. She hoisted the chains up and over a familiar rail in the ceiling, at which point an unseen winch pulled both of the girl’s upright, their massive dripping cocoons held a foot over the floor. The nurses walked them out of the room, while Calliope turned to Chloe.

“Now my dear, you said you wanted peril, right? We’re out of water but there are still eight blankets left. Unless some prince shows up to save you, those are all for you....” with that she returned to her store to watch the girl struggle futilely on her camera.