Dominated by
DNA – Part 3
Sara cringed
as the car pulled to a stop in front of her. Chloé’s actually going to do it. I’m going to be taken to James’s
house, bound and gagged inside a luggage case! I daren’t try to escape, or even call for help, just in case I really
am discovered. A door opened and a female voice said “Would you like me to
help you with your cases?”
“No thank
you.” Chloé answered “I would just like the ramp extended so that the large
case can be wheeled up. The item inside is heavy and fragile, and my friend
James only trusts me to move it.”
I’ve never been described as heavy and
fragile before, but I suppose that Chloé said that to dissuade the driver from
handling it. Sara noticed
that she was moving slowly up a ramp. “That sure looks heavy enough,” the taxi
driver said “Have you got a dead body in there?”
“No, I
actually have a beautiful woman who is tightly bound and gagged in the case,
and I am taking her with me to spend the weekend with myself and my boyfriend.”
Chloé answered. No! You told the driver
that I’m in here! She’ll want to check for herself and I will be so embarrassed
from this! Sara managed to suppress her fear and waited for the moment when
the case would be opened.
She was
relieved when she heard the driver laugh “Well, that’ll teach me to be so nosy.
I’ll remember not to be so curious next time.” Sara had stopped moving and she
heard the doors closed. “Is it the same destination, James’s house?”
“Oui, and
could you please drive carefully, I just want to make sure that the item gets
there in one piece.” Chloé answered.
“Certainly,
I’ll make sure that your ‘captive’ has a smooth ride.” Sara felt the gentle
acceleration of the vehicle as it left the parking area. I hope that all of the trip will be gentle, as I don’t want to end up
on my side.
The journey
only took ten minutes and it was quiet and uneventful, although it seemed like
an hour to Sara who was constrained and confined in the luggage case. The taxi
came to a halt, the doors opened, and Sara was moved down the ramp onto the
pavement. “Goodbye, and I hope you use us soon.”
“Thank
you, I will.”
The vehicle
drove away and Chloé said “We are all alone on the street, my pretty captive so
there is no one to save you now.”
That means that I won’t be exposed or
discovered! I’ll be able to act up!
Sara struggled as hard as she could in the case, emitting “Mmphs!” and “Nophs!”
through her gagged mouth.
“Struggling
is useless my bound blonde, you are my captive, and you will remain so for the
entire weekend.” Chloé said as she pulled the luggage case over to the door. This is intense, I feel so helpless like
this and it does seem like an adventure. Then Sara heard the doorbell ring
and she decided to remain still and quiet.
The door
opened, and James said “Good morning Chloé, I see you couldn’t persuade Sara to
stay with us for the weekend. It’s a pity as I think that she would have
enjoyed it.” At this point, Sara struggled as much as she could, and cried out
like a damsel in distress. “Sara, is that you in there?” James exclaimed as
Sara carried on, playing the role of the helpless captive for all it was worth.
“Oui James, I
have kidnapped Sara and she has been transported by taxi. She makes a very nice
little case-bound captive, all taped and gagged. I do think that we should take
her inside as Sara should not be in this case for any longer than she has to.”
“Yes Chloé,
I’ll pull the cases from here and put them in the living room, and could you please
get a bottle of water with a straw from the kitchen?” Sara was moving again,
and felt herself going over the raised doorway, before travelling a little
further and stopping. Hopefully I’m in
the living room, and I can soon get out of this case. It has been a fun
adventure, but I feel cramped in here, and the air seems to be a little stale.
In a minute though, Sara heard a familiar zip sound, a moment later the cover
on her left side was removed, and the captive looked up sheepishly at James.
“Did you
enjoy your trip? By the way, you do look pretty in pink.” James asked. Sara
nodded her head as she blushed. It was
scary at first, but I relaxed as it went on. The girl put on a struggle,
forgetting that the case only supported her on one side and then she went too
far over to the left...
“EEEEPH!”
Sara cried as she landed on her left side on the floor. Well, at least I’m out of the case, although that was an unorthodox way
of exiting it. She struggled a little more on the floor until Chloé walked
back in, holding the bottle and straw.
“Are you
okay, Madame Sara?” Chloé asked looking a little concerned. Sara nodded again,
blushing a little at her present position.
“Sara
struggled a bit too much and she just tipped over to one side. I’m sure that
the only thing that’s hurt is her pride.” Chloé handed the bottle and straw to
James, and then picked up one of the bags.
“I wish to
get changed into something special, so I am going upstairs for a few minutes.
Will you please water our captive, while I am out of the room?” Chloé asked.
“Certainly Chloé,
I’ll take care of Sara while you change into something more fun.” James
answered as he moved the case into a corner and put Sara back into a sitting
position on the floor.
Chloé left
the room leaving James and Sara together. I
hope Sara gives James a kiss for getting her out of the case, she should do
that for him. It will be easy to watch over her as she is here, plus we can all
have such fun. I cannot wait for James to tie us two ladies together. Chloé
entered the bedroom and disrobed completely, before opening up a package that
she took out of the bag. This should be
very useful, as James will have full access without removing my sweater or
tights.
She put the
red, ribbed, cotton tights on first, and she carefully positioned the flap that
was held in place by two little clasp hooks so that when the time came, James
would be able to take full advantage of her. Next to be worn was the red,
ribbed, cotton polar-necked sweater, which had two strategically placed clasped
flaps on the front. You are going to love
my outfit James, and I will love being bound in it. Chloé sat down on the
bed for a minute and composed herself for the day ahead...
James knelt
down on Sara’s right side and removed the ball-gag, freeing her muffled mouth.
“My hero.” She said softly, closing her eyes, tilting her head back and parting
her lips slightly. A moment later, there was the gentle pressure of his lips
against hers and the moment felt wonderful. This
is so sweet, I just hope that Chloé has no problems about you kissing me.
Then the kiss stopped, Sara opened her eyes a few moments later, and saw James
kneeling there with the bottle with a straw in it being held up to her lips.
“Thank you, oh sweet hero.” Sara said, taking the straw in her mouth and
sipping the water, a little at a time.
“I’m not your
hero, remember, I’m going to be as much your captor as Chloé is.” James
explained. “So I’m afraid you are not going to get free.”
“I’m not sure
that I want to be free right now, as it is all so enjoyable.” Sara ended her
sipping. “But this position does feel a little awkward. Could you please remove
the tape that binds my legs to my chest, and wrap it around my ankles and
thighs in, what was it, a frog-tie?”
“Sure Sara, I
think that the end point must be on your left side, so it I will have to start
there.” James stood up, went around to Sara’s left side and started to unwind
the tape.
It was then
that James noticed the cut on Sara’s left hand, which was covered by the gloves
that she wore on Wednesday night. “Sara, what happened to your hand? Did it
happen when you were transported here?” he asked with a worried look.
“The cut, oh
it’s nothing. All of us Sara’s have ended up with a wound like that when we
reach the age of forty. It’s even been nicknamed ‘The Smite Curse’ and Smite is
my surname, just in case you were wondering. It has been passed down from
mother to daughter since the mid 1820’s, and I am the latest recipient. The
major difference to my predecessors is that I have ended up with altered DNA as
a result of this.”
James thought
for a moment and said “Mother to daughter, and not to any son? Do you mean that
it is only females who end up with this?”
“James, from
what I know, ever since the 1820’s, every Smite has only given birth to one
daughter, who is always called Sara. There have been no sons, and no Smite
woman since that time has ever taken a husband.”
“Only
daughters and no sons? That is unusual, but why haven’t there been any
husbands?”
“There was
never been a husband since the last one who murdered an English Gentleman in
the 1820’s. When his daughter learned of the shame on her family’s name, she
fled to the United States to start a new life, but it seems that the ‘curse’
followed her.” Sara explained.
“Do you know
anything about the Gentleman who was murdered?” James asked. “I’m sure that
there would be no grudge against your family name by now.”
Sara thought
for a moment before speaking “I only know his first name, Horatio. We are
taught to remember that his first name is the same as Admiral Nelson’s.”
“How
did you get the cut?” James asked.
“Now that is
a weird and unusual story in itself. Do
you remember the storm that we had on Sunday night?”
“Yes,
it was quite ferocious as I recall.” James answered.
“Well, I had
just returned to the kitchen to get another cup of coffee and the lights went
out. No, I think that it was darker than that, and it was as if I couldn’t see
anything at all, even the lightning. As I groped around, I felt a slight pain
in my left hand, and I lifted it to my face. A moment later, the lights came
back on and I had this little cut, just behind my knuckles which went across my
hand.”
“Is
that all, Sara?” James asked.
“This is the
strangest thing. After the storm was over, I went to Janet who is my next door
neighbour, and I asked her about the blackout. She told me that there had been
no blackout during the storm, and that the power had stayed on all of the time.
I went back to my apartment and noticed that my microwave was showing the usual
time, which meant that the power had been on all the time.”
“That
is very unusual.”
“I can only
think that instead of the lights going out, I suddenly couldn’t see and that’s
how I got cut. The more I think about what happened, the more it seems like
something like darkness descended onto me.” Sara shivered.
James
chuckled “Maybe it’s Horatio’s shade taking revenge on your family after all
these years.”
Sara shivered
again at this “James, if it wasn’t for the fact that the cut has landed me in
trouble because of my DNA, I would be laughing with you. Given my present
situation, however, I’m likely to believe anything.” Sara paused “Could we
please get back to what we are supposed to be doing, James? I would like my
mind to be taken off thoughts of shadowy ghosts that are bent on revenge.”
James continued
to unwrap the tape until Sara was free of it, and then he put her on her back.
“It will be much easier to tape your legs together if you are in this
position.” He pressed her lower legs so that the heels of her low heeled pumps
pushed into her bottom.
“What are you
planning to do to Chloé when she comes back downstairs?” Sara asked as James
began wrapping the tape around her thighs and ankles.
“I think that
she has been very naughty, kidnapping you and transporting you like this, and
there is a suitable punishment for naughty girls.” James answered.
“I
suspect that her spanking will be more erotic than painful.” Sara commented.
“Well, making
someone feel pain, just for the sake of it, is not in my dictionary.” James
finished binding Sara’s legs with tape and placed her on her front, facing the
doorway and the couch.
“This is the
point where I am gagged again, I presume.” Sara opened her mouth wide and
waited. James picked up her gag, inserted the ball into her mouth, took the
straps around to the back of her head and buckled the gag firmly into place.
“MMMMMM.” was the sound emitted by Sara. It
seems to have become the standard for me, ending up being bound and gagged
wherever I go. At least I can enjoy it now.
James
gathered some items and walked up to the living room door. “Are you ready to
come down, Chloé?” He called, and then went behind the open door and pushed it
to...
Chloé stood
up when she heard James call her. This
must be the cue for me to go downstairs and be tied up. I wonder what you have
in store for me after that, as Sara will be watching us both. Mon Dieu! Even
the thought of that is arousing! Chloé made her way out of the bedroom,
down the stairs and then stood in front of the living room door. James is probably hiding behind the door, so
I will not make it easy for him. Chloé took a deep breath and pushed the
door open slowly...
Sara watched
as the door moved. Chloé must suspect
something, I must do something to distract her. Sara started struggling and
“MPH!”-ing as much as she could, acting as if she really was in distress. As
soon as the door was wide enough, Chloé saw Sara’s behaviour and rushed up to
her, with genuine concern showing on her face. The worried look turned to a
puzzled frown as Sara looked at James, stopped struggling and then smiled.
“Merde!” Chloé
cried as she was forced to the floor in front of Sara. Moments later, her arms
were pinned to her side as James sat astride her, facing her head. As she
screamed again, he took a gag out of his pocket and forced the red ball into Chloé’s
mouth. Then he pulled the end of the straps around to the back of her head and
buckled it securely.
“Now to get
to work on your hands and feet, then the rest will be easy.” James turned
around on top of Chloé so that he was facing her feet. He took her wrists and
placed them in a crossed position in the small of her back. He took a length of
rope out of his pockets, wound it vertically and horizontally around her
wrists, and then cinched and knotted the rope tightly. He moved further down
her body until her was at her legs, took another piece of rope, and then firmly
wrapped, cinched and knotted her ankles together firmly.
Chloé turned
her head to the right, glared at Sara for a moment, and then winked to show
that she was okay. That’s good, at least
you are not angry with me for fooling you. Oh God, watching you getting placed
in bondage is arousing me! James placed Chloé into a sitting position and
picked up a long piece of rope with was used to bind Chloé’s arms to her chest,
above and below her breasts. This was finished off with the rope cinching the
bonds between her arms and body. Another long piece of rope was wrapped around
her wrists and her waist, forcing her hands to the back of her body. Chloé was
forced into a kneeling position and the rope was taken from her wrists, between
her legs and looped over the waist rope at the front. Then a series of knots
were placed in the rope, it was threaded between Chloé’s legs again, pulled
tight and then knotted off securely at her wrists.
Even seeing Chloé
tied this way stoked the flames of Sara’s desire. You are very lucky to have James do that to you.
James
caressed the knotted crotch rope and Chloé emitted a delightful sigh. Mon Dieu! This is wonderful, I have never
been touched in this way in the presence of Sara and I think this makes it even
more powerful. Chloé was carried and made to sit on the right side of the
couch, and James picked up three more pieces of rope which he used to bind and
cinch Chloé’s legs below and above the knee and at the mid thigh.
Sara’s heart
was racing as she looked at the beautiful Frenchwoman who was securely bound
and gagged. I feel like I’m going to
explode, and James hasn’t even started spanking Chloé yet. I hope I don’t
orgasm just by watching, that would be embarrassing.
James sat
down to Chloé’s left and looked at her. “Chloé, you are charged with kidnapping
Sara and her illegal transportation. How do you plead?” He asked menacingly.
Chloé shook
her head and tried to say not guilty, but she just mumbled through her gag. “So
you do not wish to say that you are innocent.” Chloé screamed and shook her
head again. “So be it.” James took hold of Chloé and placed her so that she was
bent over his lap, and her head was to the left of his body. She struggled but
she was easily held down.
Mon Dieu! James is going to do it! He
is going to spank me in front of Sara, and there is nothing that I can do to
stop him. I am so aroused by this, and by looking at Sara, it seems that she is
as well.
“Chloé
Badelaine, as you have refused to plead your innocence, you will be punished
appropriately for you crimes. You are hereby sentenced to be spanked on the
bottom until orgasmed.”
Sara
watched as James raised his right hand...
“MMMMMMGGGGMMMM!”
Chloé cried as she received the hard stinging blow onto her bottom, and she
squirmed helplessly on James’s lap. Five more followed and each one caused the
bound girl to shout out and struggle. She then sighed as James’s right hand
smoothed her stinging bottom, providing a pleasurable feeling which
counteracted the slight pain. It is a
pity that you have to feel the stinging to experience this, but it is only a
minor feeling and it does add to the overall sensation. Another six spanks
followed, and she called out as her derriere was again left stinging, but the
accompanying caresses afterwards served to increase her level of arousal.
Sara looked
up at Chloé from the floor and she could clearly see the desire in the face of
the young lady. You are so lucky to have
James do this to you, maybe later it will be my turn. It was then that Sara
noticed that she was pressing her body into the floor so that she could receive
stimulation from her hill of bliss rubbing against the carpet. I if I keep doing this, I may end up
orgasming before you, Chloé.
James rained
another six smacks onto Chloé, which made her squirm. This was more because of
the adrenaline and endorphin release, rather than from the pain, plus the
erogenous zone was now stimulated from the spanks. This is wonderful now, and I can see that Sara is getting very excited,
watching as I am spanked on James’s knee. The smoothing felt even more
pleasurable, and Chloé writhed and moaned at the good feelings that she
received from James.
“I think that
you are enjoying your punishment too much, therefore I will have to take it to
the next level.” James said as he reached for the top of Chloé’s tights. Chloé
put up a mock struggle, knowing that no matter what she did, James would still
achieve his aim. Her tights were pulled down to the top of her thighs,
revealing an already pink bottom. “Before long, your bottom will be as red as
your tights.”
“Noph!” cried
Chloé as she shook her head, playing the part of the ‘punished’ girl. “Pleph,
noph!” Hopefully I will get my release
this time, instead of Thursday night when you used this to tease me.
“MMMMM!” Chloé shouted as an even harder blow landed on her unprotected
posterior, and five more struck home a few seconds later. Mon Dieu! That was hard, but it will have to be so that the desired
effect will be achieved. This was followed by the soothing caress, which
not only covered her bare bottom, but James’s fingers danced over the knotted
rope that dug into Chloé’s valley of joy. The girl moaned and writhed from the
fire that grew even stronger at this action on her intimacy. I think that I am going to explode soon if
you continue like this, my sweet love.
Six harder
spanks stung Chloé’s rear, and she thrust herself against James’s lap to
receive more pleasure from this. Her moans had become very loud and she was
writhing continuously. Sara was also writhing and moaning on the floor, and the
display of eroticism in front of her was driving her to fever point. Please James, please bring Chloé to her peak
so that you can provide me with release. Her own valley was flooding with
desire and need, but she knew that her own thrusts against the floor were only
serving to take her close to the edge and build up more frustration inside her.
“MMMMM, MMMMM
MMMMMM!” Chloé screamed as experienced three more spanks, and she nodded her
head to be smacked again. At this point she could no longer tell if the spanks
were causing pain or pleasure, but she only knew that she wanted more. After
another three spanks, Chloé nodded her head again, as she felt her body was
nearly at the peak of her pleasure. Please
James, I only need some more spanks on my bottom and I will receive the most
delicious release. James again smoothed Chloé and caressed her valley,
taking her right to the edge, and then he landed spank after spank onto her
reddened bottom.
“MMMMMMMMM!” Chloé’s
long scream was not one of pain. Instead it was the audible expression of the
pure joy that had erupted from her valley and then spread throughout her entire
being. Her body went stiff for a moment and then the familiar shaking set in.
She was dimly aware of her tights being pulled back up and herself placed into
a sitting position on James’s lap as her whispered into her ear and cuddled
her.
All this only
served to increase Sara’s level of frustration as she watched Chloé orgasm. I need that, I need to orgasm so badly. It’s
like the area between my thighs is on fire! Help me James, please help me!
“Heph meph!” came the cry that came from between Sara’s lips as she pressed and
thrust against the carpet in a vain attempt to achieve her release.
Chloé was now
aware of Sara’s movements as James was paying careful attention to her with his
kisses and cuddles. She looked at Sara and said “MMPH!” so as to get his
attention. James, I think that you need
to help Sara as she does seem to need you to provide her with her fulfilment.
James realised that Chloé was trying to tell him something and her looked at
Sara who seemed to trying to bury herself in the carpet. “Are you okay with me
helping Sara?” He asked. Chloé nodded and motioned to Sara with her head. Of course I am okay with you helping Sara,
why do you think that I brought her here? You like her just as much as I do,
and you have both of us to play ‘jeu de ligotage’ with.
James placed Chloé
into a sitting position on the left side of the couch, stood up and then walked
over to where Sara was lying on the floor in the helpless frustration. “Do you
need a little help, my sweet Sara?” Sara nodded her head in response. YES! I need help. Why do you even have to
ask? I’m lying here and I am in need of someone to fulfil me! “I want to
hear you beg for help, then, my bound captive.” James said, smiling as the
helpless woman on the floor. Now you’re
being mean to me, because you know that I need your touch for my release!
Sara looked up James with the most begging look that she could put on as she
pleaded through her gag for help.
James bent
over and put Sara onto her knees before he knelt behind her as Chloé watched
from the couch. Now I am going to have to
watch as James makes love to Sara. Even the thought of this is beginning to
make me aroused again. She squirmed a little on the couch as James brought
his hands around to Sara’s front. As he gently caressed the mounds of her
breasts, James planted little kisses on the right side of Sara’s neck. It is so good of you to do this to me James,
especially with Chloé right there watching us. As the kisses became
stronger, James ran his fingertips over Sara’s nipples, eliciting cries of joy
from the helpless woman. The kisses and caresses went on for a few minutes
until:
“MMMMGGGGMMM!”
Sara cried out as James’s right hand slipped down her front of her pink
miniskirt and gave a soft caress to the mound of her intimacy. Please, I need more attention, so that I can
be released from my frustration. The caresses increased in speed and became
more intense, and Sara moaned as the fire inside her grew and grew. She thrust
her hips at James’s hand as he caressed the lines of her valley, so she could
increase the feeling from each touch.
Chloé
squirmed and writhed on the couch as she continued to watch James make love to
her friend Sara. If James does not finish
soon, I will end up in the same state that Sara was in. Her valley was
again starting to fill with the feelings of desire, and she was unable to keep
still.
The caresses
of Sara’s valley grew ever faster and stronger, and the woman found herself at
the centre of a whirlpool of desire and need. Please James, just a little more. The caresses and strokes on
Sara’s intimacy increased still further and the lady screamed from the
experience of ecstasy as it shot through her, robbing her of any other
sensation except bliss. She felt as if it was someone else who was laid on her
right side on the floor facing the couch, and then had a pillow placed under
her head.
Sara’s senses
were restored to her as her gag was removed, and she could see that Chloé was
very aroused again as she moved on the couch. “James, I think that I will be
okay like this for a while. You have done all of this for us, but what about
yourself?”
“My priority
has always been ladies first and myself second.” James said “I must admit that
I am very aroused after helping you two achieve your needs, though.”
“Well,” Sara
said “Over on the couch I can see a lusty French wench. I think that you should
take her to bed and slake your lust on her.” At this comment, Chloé nodded her
head vigorously. Oh thank you, Sara!
James can take me upstairs and love me!
“Sara, that
sounded very olde worlde. Are you sure that the ghost on Sunday didn’t do more
to you than cause that scratch?” Chloé wondered for a moment about James’s
comment. Ghost, what ghost?
“James, stop
worrying and take Chloé upstairs. Oh and don’t forget to take our phones with
you as I won’t be able to answer them down here.” James picked up Chloé and
Sara’s cell phones and put them in his pockets. “By the way, don’t mind me as I
think that I can do with a little rest.” He then re-inserted the ball-gag into
Sara’s mouth and buckled it firmly.
James went to
the couch and picked up Chloé in his arms. “You’re coming with me wench, and
don’t try to resist.” The gleam in Chloé’s eyes suggested that resistance was
the last think on her mind. As he took the captive French lady out of the room,
Sara settled in her position and started to doze...
James carried
Chloé up the stairs and into the master bedroom. This is an incredible moment, carried to the bed in your arms as a
bound and gagged captive, James. I have Sara to thank for this, and I cannot
wait for your loving. She was taken over to the bed, James carefully put
her down, and moved her to the centre. He then went over to the side, picked up
a sleep mask, returned to the bed, and then placed it over Chloé’s eyes so that
she could no longer see.
Next, Chloé
felt the rope that bound her wrists to her waist and pressed upon her crotch
was untied. This was followed by the ropes that bound her at the mid-thigh,
above and below the knees, and finally at the ankles. Then, her feet were
pulled apart to the corners of the bed and she felt rope being wrapped around
her right ankle, and then her left ankle was treated in the same manner. When
she tried to move her feet together, she discovered that her legs had become
immobile. James has spread-eagled my legs
to the bed, so I have no doubt as to what will happen to me.
Chloé
shivered with anticipation as James whispered in her right ear “I have you at
my mercy, you luscious wench, and I am going to take complete advantage of your
helpless body.” Her senses tingled as soft kisses landed on her ear and she
moved her head to the left so that James would find it easier. After a few minutes,
the kisses moved to her neck and right cheek and Chloé slowly moved her head
back into the upright position. “What do we have here on your sweater? This
seems to be interesting.” She felt James slowly unhook the small clasps on the
right flap of her sweater and this was followed a moment later by the left
flap. Then the flaps were lifted up and Chloé’s breasts tingled as they were completely
exposed to the air and James.
“I see, you
really are a bad wench then.” Chloé’s back arched as she felt the gentlest of
touches on the mounds of her breasts, and the fire of lust inside her cup of
joy instantly grew stronger. I am glad
that you approve of my new outfit, as I was a little worried that you might
think that it was too weird. As James continued to kiss Chloé on her cheeks
and neck, he softly caressed the mounds with his fingers, arousing the captive
French lady even more, causing her to moan slightly. Soon he was playfully
biting her neck as he traced circles around the base of her nipples, increasing
her levels of joy.
A moment
later, Chloé felt an even stronger tingle as she realised that James held her
erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, and she made little worried
sounds, just in case he decided to pinch her. “Don’t worry, my well-tied wench,
I’m not going to hurt you.” James said as he gently pulled and twisted her
nipples, giving Chloé even more wonderful feelings.
She then
sighed as she felt lips kiss the mounds of her breasts, and almost screamed as
a hand slowly caressed her hill of sensation. Please caress me more James, I want you to bring me to the peak of my
release. The caresses became faster and kisses were placed in rings around Chloé’s
nipples, causing her to writhe on the bed. The fire of her need increased as
the caresses included her cup of union, and she thrust her hips up so that she
could obtain more pleasure.
“What do we
have down here? It looks as if you were totally prepared for this morning.” She
felt the two small clasps the connected the flap on her tights being unhooked,
the flap was pulled over and she knew that her intimate cup of union was
available to her lover.
“Are you
ready for this, my love?” The word love sent shivers down Chloé’s spine as she
nodded her head in consent of the act to come. You did not need to ask, my love, but it was very kind of you to do so.
Please take me and make us as one. The girl gasped as his sword of pleasure
was smoothly sheathed in her cup of union and she lost herself in the moment.
Kisses landed on her nipples, and then his sword slowly and gently slid in and
out of her cup, eliciting writhes and moans from the bound lady.
Soon, the
speed and pressure of the thrusts increased and Chloé thrust her own hips in
rhythm with James’s so she would receive more bliss from their union, which
took her closer and closer to her fulfilment. Please, James my love, please bring me to my peak. She shouted out
at each movement as the thrusts became even faster and more intense, and soon
she knew that her release was imminent. Just
a little more, my love, and I will overflow with the expression of our love.
James
increased his thrusts and Chloé screamed through her gag as the eruption of
pure pleasure poured throughout her body and she lay on the bed shivering and
quaking under her lover. She didn’t even notice the explosion of her lover’s
sword, but it fuelled her orgasm which lasted longer than before...
The next
thing Chloé noticed was that James had removed her gag and he was gently
kissing her on the lips. “I hope that I wasn’t too bad, Chloé.” He said, moving
his kisses to her neck.
“Oh James my
love, you were magnifique! It was the most wonderful experience ever. I hope
that we can repeat this again, very soon.”
It was then
that Chloé’s phone, which James had left on the bedside table, started to ring.
“I’ll get your phone, Chloé.” She felt James get off the bed and heard a
fumbling sound. “Apparently it’s from a woman called ‘Anne Duncombe’. It is one
of your friends?”
“Oui James,
and she is also important. Could you activate the call and put the cell phone
to my ear please, my love.” James did as Chloé requested and she heard the dial
tone stop.
“Bonjour,
this is Chloé. How may I help you Anne?” Chloé asked.
“Good morning
Chloé. I have some very good news. Miss Smith got the equipment and the
personnel that she needed and they worked overnight on the project. Chloé, I
have some very good news! They have already achieved two breakthroughs with
their work. One, they have produced a pheromone detector which can go around
the dial of a watch, and we have a fitted it onto a lady’s watch for Sara. Two,
we have a prototype counter agent to the pheromone, and we would like to test
it right now. Where are you and Sara?”
“Sara and I
are at James’s house, and you should know someone who can give you that
address.” Chloé answered.
“Okay, Angela
just gave me the address, so Miss Smith and I can be there in five minutes.”
Anne said.
“Could you
please make it ten minutes Madame Duncombe, as Sara and I are tied up at the
moment.” Chloé requested.
Anne laughed.
“Okay Chloé, I know that you aren’t using that as a metaphor. I will give you
ten minutes so that you can make yourselves presentable. I will see you in ten
minutes then, Chloé. Goodbye for now.”
“Goodbye
Anne. I will see you soon.” Chloé heard the call end.
“James, Sara
and I need to be untied as quickly as possible as people from Gen-Dawn want to
test a counter agent that can stop Sara’s pheromones, and they will be here in
ten minutes.”
As James
started to untie Chloé he said “This is excellent news, Sara will be very
pleased to hear this.”
Downstairs
though, Sara was sleeping fitfully as she dreamt of being in a place that she
had never seen before and there were also words that troubled her...
Part
23
Soon, Chloé
was free of the ropes and she removed her sleep mask before adjusting her
sweater and tights to preserve her modesty. She then reached for her green
dress and put it on, buttoning the shoulder straps at the front. “I do not
think that there is any need for me to wear my boots, James, as I will not be
going outside. If you wish to clear up the rope, I will unwrap Sara and get her
into a presentable situation.” It took only a moment for Chloé to go downstairs
and into the living room, where she found the bound and gagged Sara asleep on
her side.
“MMMMM!”
Exclaimed Sara as she was woken in the middle of her dream by a gentle shaking
and struggled in her bonds for a moment before she remembered where she was. “I
will remove you gag so that you can speak, Madame Sara. I have to get you
untied quickly as we have visitors.” Chloé swiftly unbuckled and removed the
ball-gag from Sara’s mouth.
“What is it, Chloé?
I thought that we weren’t going to be disturbed this weekend?” Sara asked as Chloé
began the process of removing the bondage tape.
“I have been
contacted when I was upstairs, Sara.” Chloé noticed the worried look on Sara’s
voice and added. “Do not worry, James had finished ‘ravishing’ me by that time
so we were not disturbed. The research centre have created a portable sensor
for you so that you can wear it, plus they have created a prototype counter
agent for the pheromone, which means that you may be able to avoid ‘unwanted
attention’.”
“That’s good
news if it works, Chloé. This virus is far too dangerous if it ever got into
the wrong hands, as it could make a dreadful weapon.” Sara has picked this up by herself, I wonder if she has worked the rest
out. “I have my suspicions about why this virus was created, Chloé. I would
even guess that the true motive may be sinister.” Were you awake when Anne and I were talking last night? If not you seem
to have grasped just how dangerous the situation is.
“Sara, when I
woke you, it seemed that I gave you a dreadful fright. What was it?” Asked Chloé.
“I was having
a very unusual dream Chloé, and it was somewhere that I had never seen before,
but somehow I knew that it was in England, and there was a male voice. Most of
what it said is slipping away, but I do remember something about ‘Your family
name will be redeemed today’. I supposed I shouldn’t have mentioned this family
tale to James.” As Chloé looked puzzled, Sara quickly recounted the
conversation between herself and James.
At that point
Chloé had removed all of the tape from Sara, so the woman stood up and then
stretched herself. “It’s probably just me giving myself bad dreams by
mentioning my history. I shouldn’t believe in malevolent shades, that’s for
children.”
I doubt that this phantom bore you any
ill will, Sara. If this had not happened, we would not be aware of a dangerous
plot and that intruder on Tuesday would have most probably ‘eliminated’ you
because you had seen him. You brought James and myself back together because of
this, so I would presume that this ‘Horatio’ is benign to certain people.
As they were
clearing away items, Sara noticed that Chloé had left out a roll of microfoam
tape, a sponge ball, and some ropes. “Are you sure that we should be leaving
this out, Chloé?” She asked.
“Oui Sara, if
they are to test the new chemical, then they need to have a control at first. This
means that someone will have to experience the full effect of your charm, and
it would be best if they were helpless.”
Just then,
the doorbell rang and James came down to open it. “Please come in, ladies.” He
said, after opening the door. Chloé recognised Agent Duncombe and Miss Smith,
who was carrying two large black cases, whereas Sara only knew the latter.
Anne walked up
to Sara. “Hello, my name is Anne Duncombe and I’m going to be the test subject
in this experiment, and I am telling the truth when I say that I’m not looking
forward to it. I... I was tied up yesterday and they managed to use something
to recreate the scent. Believe me Sara, it’s not a good feeling when you lose
control of your reasoning.” Chloé looked at Anne for a moment before she
realised that the agent would have to make up some excuse for having been
through this before. It would not be a
good idea to let Sara know that you were at her apartment last night.
“Madame
Duncombe, perhaps it would be a good idea if I restrain you, as you may feel
more comfortable than if you were tied up by a man.” Chloé suggested. “I
presume that Miss Smith has already informed you of my name.”
“Thank you, Chloé.
Yes, I would prefer it if you bound me. Miss Smith would like the rest of you to
go into the kitchen, so that she may brief you on what needs to be done.”
“Come with me
please Sara, and is it James? I need to explain a few things to you and get
dressed in a hazardous materials suit.” Miss Smith walked into the kitchen
carrying the cases, with James and Sara following her. She opened the first
case, which among other things, there were two aerosol cans and a ladies’ watch
with a green rim, and a roll of white microfoam tape. One can was marked with a
skull and the other was plain metal.
The scientist
opened the second case and started to dress in the special suit. “The aerosol
with the plain metal case carries the counter agent that we hope will prove to
be successful, and the one with the skull carries another chemical, which we
hope will activate your pheromone production, Sara. The watch is a portable
version of the clock, which will show your status, so could you please put it
on.”
Sara removed
her own watch and replaced it with the one from the case. “It fits quite well.”
She said, looking at the face. “The green colour is a little obvious though. I
guess that in the future it will be more subtle.”
Miss Smith
was still dressing, and making sure that the seals were attached. “We have been
moving quickly, but when we have the time you will get a far better watch. Now
listen, when I have finished putting this suit on, we are to go into the living
room. I will need to use the activation spray on you, Sara, and I will monitor
Anne’s blood pressure and heart rate on my tablet which is wirelessly linked to
a monitor that Anne already has in place. To be honest though, her visual
reactions will be a much better clue. After that, we will spray the counter
agent on you, and see the change in our test subject.”
Miss Smith
was putting on the head cover of the suit at this point. “Two more things, One,
we have discovered that if the test subject is helpless and you are not, the
reaction will be different, so you will have to be bound for the test. Two we
need an area of the body to spray, so, if you could please remove your jacket
and blouse?”
Sara took off
her jacket and then removed her pink blouse, folding them neatly and putting
them on the table. By this time, Miss Smith had finished with the hazard suit
and she was double-checking the seals. “I have no intention of experiencing
your effect Sara, so I am just making sure that this suit is safe.” She closed
the case with the sprays and the tape and then picked it up. “Follow me into the living room, please. Hopefully
our test subject will be in no position to molest you, Sara.”
Sara and
James followed Miss Smith back into the living room...
Meanwhile, Chloé
had picked up her items and was advancing towards Anne, who was sitting on the
couch with her wrists together, palm to palm. “I presume that you will want me
like this as it will be easier for you, Chloé?”
The French
Girl took a length of rope, wrapped it around the agent’s wrists, looped it
several times between her wrists and then pulled the rope snugly and firmly
before tying the ends off out of reach of any fingers. “Is that comfortable
Madame Duncombe?”
“Yes, Chloé,
thanks. I know what is waiting for me, and I am more than a little
apprehensive, given what happened to me last time, and I wasn’t even in the same
room as Sara.” Anne said as her elbows were pulled together behind her back. “I
do know what to expect though, and it is better than have another person go
through this.” Rope was looped around her elbows before it was cinched, pulled
tight and then tied securely.
Chloé took a
long length of rope and bound Anne’s arms to her chest, above and below her
breasts. “Could you please stand up, Agent Duncombe, so that I may secure your
wrists to your body.” Anne did so, and Chloé took another piece of rope which
she wrapped and tied around Agent Duncombe’s wrists and hips, ensuring that the
woman’s arms were immobilised. “Now, if you could walk over to the other end of
the room and kneel please.” Chloé requested as she picked up two more pieces of
rope, the sponge ball and the microfoam tape. Anne walked over to the opposite
side, turned around, and then knelt on the floor. Chloé took one of the lengths
of rope, wrapped it around Anne’s right ankle and thigh, cinched it, and then knotted
it tightly. She repeated this with Anne’s left leg, which left the woman in a
secure frogtie.
“Anne, I
would like to suggest that we try an experiment after the spray is tested.” Chloé
requested.
“If you tell
me what you have planned, I can decide whether or not it is safe, Chloé.”
“I will give you a number before Sara comes
in. When she is freed, I will whisper in her ear that she has to obtain a
number from you. Your objective will be to withhold the number or lie, it will
be that simple.” Chloé explained.
“There should
be no problem in resisting Sara, as I am trained in such techniques should the need
ever arise. You should gag me now, and then give me the number.” Anne replied.
“Open wide,
Madame Anne.” Agent Duncombe opened her mouth wide, Chloé inserted the sponge
ball, the mouth was closed, and then a strip of tape was torn off the roll and
used to seal the Agent’s mouth.
“Now, Madame
Duncombe, here is the number. 3.1415926535” Chloé whispered.
Just after,
Miss Smith, Sara and James entered the living room. “I have finished
restraining the test subject, so you we can start at any time.” Chloé
explained.
Miss Smith
went over and check Anne’s bonds. “You have done a very good job in ensuring
that Anne cannot move. Sara, could you please sit on the couch and put your
hands behind your back.” Sara did so as Miss Smith took out the roll of tape.
“James, could you please use the tape to make Sara helpless.” James took the
tape from the scientist and sat down beside Sara on her left. He deftly used to
tape to bind Sara’s wrists together, before pulling her elbows together and
binding them firmly. Then he got off the couch and knelt in front of Sara,
pulled her feet together, and then bound her legs at the ankle and just below
the knee.
“Place your
lips together please, Sara.” James said as he tore off a length of tape of the
roll. Sara tightly shut her mouth and the tape then sealed her lips together. And here I am, tightly bound in tape again.
If I had known what was going to happen, I would have suggested that they
should just leave me bound and gagged on the floor. Now to see what happens
next.
Miss Smith
took a tablet out of the case and handed it to James. “There is a heart monitor
program running, so that we can see when Anne is affected.” She then took out
the two aerosol canisters. “I am going to spray Sara with the catalyst, and
wait until Anne’s heart rate changes, and then I will administer the counter
agent.” The plain spray can was put on the coffee table and Miss Smith prepared
to spray Sara.
You haven’t told me what is in that
can, but maybe it would be better not to know. “Don’t worry Sara, it’s part of a
chemical compound that is released by male black widows as part of the courting
ritual, so it’s quite safe. Don’t worry about being activated by real spiders,
you would need considerably more than a field full of spiders to be successful.”
At that, Sara breathed a sigh of relief. For
a moment there, I thought that I would need to be worried about avoiding real
spiders like the plague. At least the chemical is safe. The can was held
about six inches from Sara’s body, and the chemical was sprayed onto her. It actually smells very pleasant, and it’s
making me feel a little hungry, so maybe I’m getting ready to eat someone.
James looked
at the watch on Sara’s hand which was below the tape, and the edge turned red.
He turned to the others and said “Sara is creating her scent, so we should see
a reaction from Anne, soon.”
After a few
minutes had passed, Anne started to struggle furiously against her bonds, and
started to yell through her gag. Chloé looked at Anne and said “It would seem
that Madame Duncombe is under Sara’s influence, so I think that the counter
agent can be used.” Miss Smith looked at James who then showed her the heart
rate and blood pressure monitor on the tablet which indicated that Anne was
clearly affected. She picked up the plain canister and sprayed Sara with it.
Sara shuffled
to her right so that her watch could clearly be seen by the others, and a
minute or so later the edge of the watch changed back to green. Anne’s
behaviour was still unchanged though, which puzzled Miss Smith. “Why isn’t Anne
reacting to the counter agent? It should have affected her by now.”
Chloé thought
for a second. Spraying it on Sara will prevent
her from producing any more pheromones, but there are still some in the air. I
think that we need to spray the room to be sure of clearing any trace of
chemical. “Miss Smith, there are still airborne pheromones in the room, and
they may need to have the counter agent sprayed on them as well.” Miss Smith
then took the aerosol can and sprayed the contents around the room. She then
went to Anne, almost doused the struggling woman in the chemical, and about
half a minute later, she became quiescent.
“Her heart
rate and blood pressure are dropping, Miss Smith, so I think that Anne is back
to normal.” James said, looking at the monitor. Miss Smith then took her face
coverings off her suit and breathed in deeply.
“Yes, it
seems to be clear. I’ll need to remove this suit, get it packed up and then
take a sample of blood from Sara.” Miss Smith then took the tablet from James,
picked up the skull-marked canister off the table, put them into the case, and
then left the room.
“Chloé
thought for a moment. “James, could you please leave the room? I have an
experiment to perform between Ag- Anne and Sara, and I think that it would be
better if it was done privately.”
“Sure, Chloé,
I’ll leave you three to it.” Said James and he left the room, closing the door
behind him. Chloé went over to one of the bags and took the emergency safety
scissors out before walking over to Sara.
As she began
to cut away the tape, Chloé whispered to Sara “Anne has a number in her head that
I gave to her and you are to try and make her give that information to you. The
best way to do this is to threaten to eat her alive as she is helpless.” Chloé
then removed Sara’s gag.
“I’ll do as
you wish, Chloé, but I don’t think that it will work. Is this another of these
‘Pink Widow’ things that you mentioned?” Sara replied as the last of the tape
was removed.
“Oui, Sara.
Just try it, there is no problem if it does not work.” Chloé urged.
Sara stood up
and slowly walked over to Anne. “You look so delicious kneeling on the floor,
all trussed up and helpless, and I am feeling very hungry at the moment.” Anne
was visible pale and she was already trembling. “I shall enjoy impaling you
with my fangs and sucking the liquids out of your living body.” Anna was
struggling furiously, but stopped as Sara knelt in front of her. “But, my sweet
little morsel, even though I would love to devour you, there is something else
that I desire even more. Give me the number that Chloé told you and you may
live for a while longer.”
Sara removed
the tape from Anne’s mouth and then took out the sponge ball. Immediately, Anne
said “3.1415926535” giving Sara the answer.
“That is
correct, Sara. Now, I think it would be best if you left the room, as Anne will
need to compose herself. I will untie Anne, and you can provide a blood sample
for Miss Smith.” Sara left the room, and Chloé started to untie Agent Duncombe.
“I would say
that the test was very effective, Agent Duncombe.” Chloé said as the frogtie
ropes were removed.
“That would
be an understatement, Chloé. I felt like I was a fly trapped on a web and Sara
was the spider, just like the scene from the fifties movie ‘The Fly’. Do you
know that movie?”
“I know of
the film. The author of the original story was born in Paris, and he was
awarded the Croix de guerre for his services during the Second World War, but I
have seen that part of the movie.” Chloé had removed the remainder of the ropes
by this time, and Anne stretched her arms and legs. “I suspect that Sara could
be very useful in the right circumstances.”
“I think that
we must keep this information confidential for the time being, Chloé.
Hopefully, when we get the perpetrator of this virus, we may be able to cure
her and make good use of the effects as well.” Anyway, I think that we must go,
as there is still some work to be done. We’ll leave to counter agent spray
here, just in case it is needed. Thank you again for your help, Chloé.”
Miss Smith
had finished taking a sample of Sara’s blood for analysis, and was preparing to
leave. “I will check your DNA to make sure that there haven’t been any side
effects, Sara.”
James opened
the door and let the two ladies out. Chloé went with them to the car and
noticed a large black van parked next door. I
haven’t seen that vehicle around here before. When she went inside the
house, James closed the door behind her. “I think that we should unwind with a
hot drink before starting the next session.” Then he went into the kitchen and
made three cups of coffee which he brought into the living room on a white
tray.
As soon as he
had put the tray down though, there was a frantic knocking on the back door!
“Who is
that?” Sara asked.
“I don’t
know.” James answered “But whoever it is does seem to need to get in.”
“Maybe it’s
to do with the large black van that is parked outside next door.” Chloé
commented.
“A black van?
Were there any number plates?” Sara asked.
“No Sara, now
that I recall, there were no number plates either.”
“It can’t be!
James, you open the door and let the person in. I need to put my jacket on and
I hope that I’m wrong.” James, however was already moving towards the door from
the moment that Sara spoke, and he was being followed by Chloé, while Sara
rushed into the kitchen and put her jacket back on before following the others.
James opened
the door to show a terrified ten year
old girl with brown hair and brown eyes in a blue sun dress, and she looked as
if she was about to burst into tears. “Quick, come into the living room.” Chloé
said, taking hold of the girl’s hand and leading her to the room.
As soon as
they were in the living room, James said “This is Sandra Holt from next door.
What’s wrong, Sandra?” James asked.
“Two men went
into the house. They took mummy and a visiting woman into the living room and
they wrapped them up in tape. I was in the garden, and I saw them through the
living room windows. Please help me, I don’t know what to do.” At this point
the child started to cry.
A dreadful
look crossed Sara’s face. “Sandra, did you see what clothes the men are
wearing?” She asked the girl.
“They have
leather trousers and jackets, and it looks like they have a red spider on the
back of the jacket. The spider is weird though, because it has a tail, and
spiders don’t have tails.”
“Shit!” Sara
swore. “The Red Scorpions! They had stopped three years ago!”
“Who are the
‘Red Scorpions’?” Chloé asked.
“They were-
are a pair of rapists that used to torture their victims as well. It was
thought that they had been killed by someone, possibly other thugs, when they
stopped three years ago, but it would be more likely that they have been
imprisoned for another offence.” Sara explained.
James looked
at Sara. “Then it’s easy, we just call the police and let them deal with it.”
Sara looked
horrified at this comment. “If you want to kill them, go ahead. When the police
were called before, the criminals had disappeared and they found the victims
dead, with their mouths and noses taped up. There was a rumour that they were
being informed by someone with access to the emergency call system.”
“I can call
someone who can keep this quiet and she is trained in armed and unarmed combat,
Sara.” Chloé mentioned.
“How long
will it take her to get here though? That is the important question.” Sara
asked.
“I would
guess it would be at least ten minutes.” Chloé answered.
“That is too
long, Chloé. They will probably start to ‘play’ with their captives before
then. It seems that I have no other choice.” Sara walked out of the living
room, went to the kitchen, took a towel and put it under the tap. She turned
the faucet and cold water soaked the towel.
“What are you
doing?” Chloé asked after she followed Sara. “You cannot be thinking of wiping
the counter agent off?”
Sara removed
her jacket and wiped her body with the towel in an attempt to remove the
chemical, and she looked at her watch. After a few seconds, the watch turned
red and Sara breathed a sigh of relief. “Chloé, I never thought that I would be
happy for me to be ‘charming’, but I can actually out this to good use. Now, I
need you to come back with me to the living room.” Sara put her jacket back on
and strode back into the living room.
“James, this
is the plan, and I want you to listen. In a minute, I am going over to next
door, and wait outside for a moment to build up a cloud of pheromones. Then I
will go inside. Chloé, you are to call your friend and comfort Sandra while I
perform my ‘distraction’ on the thugs. James, after they are occupied, you are
to take two large towels and rescue the two ladies. Don’t care about them
complaining about how immodest their situation is. After you rescue them, bring
the counter agent and a large towel for me. I think that I’m going to need it.”
“This is
nonsense, Sara!” Chloé exclaimed. “It is one thing to talk about this over
breakfast, but it is another to actually do it. They could kill you!”
“If I do
nothing, the women next door will go through hell, and if they are lucky, they
will survive. I really have no other choice in the matter.” Sara walked to the
front door and opened it. “Wish me luck, Chloé, because I’m going to do this.”
“Good luck
Sara, I hope that your plan is successful.” Chloé said with a look of worry on
her face.
The woman then
looked at Sandra. “Don’t worry kid, we are going to rescue your mummy and her
friend.” With that she headed out of the door…
“I need to
call someone, James. I think that you need to go to the bathroom and get some
towels ready for the women, and don’t forget the counter agent, I don’t think
this person that I will call will appreciate getting distracted by Sara.”
As James went
upstairs, Chloé took Sandra into the living room, picked up her cell phone,
looked through the incoming calls and selected reply to the most recent one.
“Anne
Duncombe here. What is it, Chloé?” Anne asked.
“How quickly
can you get back here, Anne? We have an emergency and we need you here as soon
as possible!” Chloé exclaimed.
“What’s
happened Chloé?” Anne asked with concern in her voice.
Chloé quickly
explained the events to Anne, and she also recounted the breakfast talk that
she had with Sara. “She’s going to get herself killed!” Anne exclaimed “I am at
my car, and I will get to your house as quickly as I can. Please don’t put
yourself or the child in danger as well. Goodbye for now.” Chloé put her phone
down as the call ended.
“Is the lady
going to get hurt by the bad men, along with my mummy and her friend?” Sandra
asked.
“No, Sandra,
Sara has a unique ability and the men will no longer be interested in doing
anything to your mother or her friend, and soon one of them will be running
from the house screaming.”
“Is she like
a superhero then?”
“In a way,
yes. She is ‘The Pink Widow’, and she will protect your mother and the other
woman from the bad men.” I hope.
James came
downstairs with the towels, went into the living room and he picked up the
counter agent. “I have to go over to next door, and hopefully, Sara has them
occupied.” James headed for the open door…
As Sara
walked along the pavement to next door, her thoughts were in a turmoil.
What the hell am I thinking, I could
get myself killed doing this. If I turn back though, I will be condemning
Sandra’s mother to a horrible fate. Anyway, what am I going to say to them when
I open the door, or does it matter once they are affected by me? For all the
good it will do, I might as well say ‘I’m selling these fine leather jackets’
and the result will be just the same. The best thing to do will be to say that
‘May I come in? My car broke down, my cell battery is flat, and can I use your
telephone?’
A moment
later, Sara found herself standing outside the neighbour’s front door. She took
a deep breath, waited a few seconds, put on her most vacuous look, and then
knocked on the door. I hope that I will
be able to influence them by just standing here. The door opened, and she
stared at the Caucasian man with dyed red hair, brown eyes and unpleasant
features, wearing a black leather jacket, trousers and trainers.
“What do you
want?” He said in a growl.
“Hi.” Sara
answered “May I come in? My car has broken down, and I forget to recharge my
cell-phone. I would like to use your telephone to call for help if that’s
okay.”
“Yes.” He
said, pulling the door open “Come on in, there’s a telephone in the living
room.”
“Thank you.”
Sara said as she walked into the hall, noticing that the door to the living
room was closed. “May I go in?” She asked.
“Sure, make
yourself at home.” The red headed thug said. Sara opened the door to the living
room, and she was shocked by what she saw! There were two brown haired women
lying on the floor in a dreadful state, as they were nude, and bound and gagged
with tape. Their arms were taped from their wrists to their elbows, and their
legs were wrapped from their ankles to their knees. Each woman’s arms were
taped to the body, below the breasts and around the waist. One woman was
whimpering, while the other struggled for dear life as a kneeling Caucasian black
haired man pinched her nose with his thumb and forefinger, preventing her from
breathing.
As Sara
entered the room though, the man rose. “Is this another toy to play with?” He
asked the other as he walked over to Sara, who just stood still in surprise. I think that it would be best to remain
compliant, as it will be easier on me. She offered no resistance as her
jacket was unbuttoned and removed by the black haired man, and the other man
pulled her arms together behind her back. Then the all too-familiar sound of
tape was heard and Sara felt the stickiness of the material as her arms were
bound from her wrists to her elbows.
The man in
front of her undid her skirt, which then fell to the floor, and pulled her
panties down to her ankles before taking another roll of tape and wrapping her
legs from her ankles to her knees.
The lady
wasn’t even shocked as the feeling of desire grew within her body. At least I’m protected by my condition, so
to speak. I just need to see if these two monsters are affected. She heard
another tearing behind her, and as her lips were sealed by the man behind her,
he said “As you are secured, and are no longer able to be harmful to me, I will
pleasure you and mate with you.” YES! It
does work! Sara felt relieved, and she even smiled through her gag which
shocked the two other captive ladies into silence.
“No! I want
to mate with her, it’s better if I do it than you!” Exclaimed the black haired
man as he heard the comment.
“You can play
with the two ladies down here while I mate with this incredible woman.” The
other man said.
“I’ll mate
with her after you do. Okay?” That way we’ll both pleasure her.” Black
commented.
“You can come
with me and watch. Then, when I’m finished, you can have your turn.” Red
decided.
“We must get
her upstairs then. I don’t want to mate with her in front of the secured prey.”
Black commented. Red picked Sara up, slung her over his shoulder and left the
living room with Black following behind. The lady noticed as she was being
carried upstairs that the front door was still ajar. You are so distracted by me that you couldn’t even remember to close
the door properly, which will make it easier for James. It seems that any
thoughts of security disappear as well. I noticed that you referred to the other
captives as prey and you do not want to mate in front of them. Moments
later, Sara was carried into the plain bedroom, were she was placed gently with
her body face down on the bed, and her legs over the right side with her knees
nearly touching the floor.
Black laid
himself over her body and whispered into her ear. “I will pleasure you and mate
with you, my sweet creature.” Her arousal grew as he kissed her on the neck and
back, and his hands went under her body, which provided gently caresses to her
breasts. I think that this is made
sweeter for me as I know what will happen to you when you finish ‘mating’ with
me. The captive noticed a movement in the corner on her eye, and she turned
her head left to see that Black had picked up what seemed to be some kind of
large, green, spherical paperweight. OMG!
You can’t be planning to do that! Sara shut her eyes tight and tried to steel
herself for what was going to happen next.
There was a
thud which was accompanied by a crunching sound, and she felt the man’s body
slide to the floor. OMG! Have you killed
him? Wait, what am I thinking? Both of them are wanted for rape and murder, so
maybe it’s a blessing if he has killed his friend.
Red
positioned himself on top of the helpless lady. “Now I will pleasure you and
mate with you.” Sara sighed as she was again kissed and her body was gently
caressed...
“James, wait!
I am going with you.” James halted at Chloé’s comment. “If those women are
helpless, maybe it would be better if I wrapped them up in the towels, and then
you can carry them to this house. Sandra, you stay here and shut the front
door. If you do not hear me or James, pretend that you are not in. Do you
understand?” The girl nodded, although she still looked fearful. “James, give
me two towels, and I will go in and wrap the ladies up. They will probably
react better to me as I am a female.”
“I understand
Chloé.” James said as he handed two towels to his lover. “After their ordeal,
if you go in first they may stay quiet and it will be easier for me to carry
them out of the house.”
“Follow me
then, but stay outside the front door until I leave the house.” Chloé walked
out of the front door with James and she heard the door close behind them. I hope that you have the criminals occupied,
Sara, or we could all be in severe trouble. She then virtually ran to the
neighbour’s front door and noticed that it was open. This must mean that they have been affected by you, so at least this
part is successful. Chloé whispered “Wait here.” as she pushed the door
further open and entered the building. She heard a thud and a crunch from
upstairs, and she went into the living room where she saw the two helpless
women who seemed to be wide eyed with shock at Chloé walking into the room.
The French
lady put a finger to her lips, and knelt down between the two captives. “I’m
here along with a man outside to rescue you. The lady upstairs has a...
‘unique’ ability which has the others occupied.” At this, the ladies looked
relieved and offered no resistance as Chloé quickly wrapped the towels around
them so that their modesty could be preserved when they left the house. After
this was done, Chloé said “A male friend of mine will take you to his house
next door. After that, we will help free you from your bonds and call the
police. Just be brave for a moment longer.”
She quickly
went to the front door where James was waiting and whispered “They are ready to
be moved. You take the one that is Sandra’s mother first, and I will stay with
the other to keep her calm until you return.” She went back into the living
room with James behind her, and he picked up the older of the two women. “Don’t
worry, Madame, as soon as Sandra’s mother is safe, James will return to help
you. I will be with you, so do not panic.” The other woman looked relieved as Chloé
held and comforted her.
A few minutes
later James returned and he picked up the second woman. She looked as if she
was going to burst into tears from the rescue, as James carried her outside. Chloé
listened to the sounds from the bedroom which meant that Sara was soon going to
reach her peak and she knew that the thug was going to receive a terrible
surprise. That is nothing less than you
deserve for what you and your friend have done to these and other ladies.
She watched
James as he carried the second captive into the house and a sense of relief
washed over her as Agent Duncombe’s car turned the corner. You must have broken every speed limit in getting here. Anne
stopped the car and got out, and Chloé noticed that her badge was attached to
the top of her slacks and she was wearing a side holster on her left, from
which she drew a 9mm Glock 23 firearm.
“What is the
present situation Chloé?” Ann asked as she stood by her car.
“The two
women are in James’s house along with Sandra. Sara is upstairs with one of the
criminals, and I presume that the other one is incapacitated. I would suggest
that you stay well away from the door Agent Duncombe, as the house will have
Sara’s scent all over it by now.”
By this time,
James had left the house and made his way over to the two ladies. “Would it be
fair to say that the thug will leave the house in a blind panic?” He asked.
“Oui James,
he will be completely oblivious to his surroundings. This means that he will run
straight down the path, ignoring everything around him.” Chloé answered. “So we
can wait until he is finished.”
“How will we
know when he is finished?” Anne asked.
“We wait for
the scream.” Chloé answered. “I just hope that Sara is okay up there...”
Sara writhed
a little as her remaining captor slid his hands under her body and released the
clasp at the front of her bra. Then the two cups were pulled apart, allowing
full access to her breasts whose nipples were already erect. I know that you are a monster, but I mustn’t
let that distract me from the fact that I have to keep you occupied. She
moaned softly as the thug gently caressed the mounds of her breasts and kissed
her shoulders, providing her with pleasure. This
is so enjoyable. I know that I shouldn’t like it, but this effect causes me to
lose myself in the moment.
The fingers
moved to trace circles around her areola, and the captive felt the heat of her
mound growing, and then there were slight pulls and twists of her nipples which
increased her lust still further. She listened to the sounds downstairs and it
seemed as if the women had been rescued. You
must have heard those sounds, but as your attention is on me, you must have
just ignored them. I think that it would be a good time to encourage you to
take me.
Than Sara
gasped slightly as his right hand moved down and gave the softest of caresses
to her mound, while the left still teased and glided over her breasts. This is so good, right now I don’t care who
you are. The captive pressed her body onto the bed as the caresses grew
stronger in an attempt to gain the most feeling from them. The movement of his
hand over her mound was stronger and faster, and she writhed more and more as
she was taken closer to her peak.
It was then
that she moaned a little in protest as he withdrew his right hand from her. Please, you’re not going to stop doing this!
Not when you’re taken me so far! I don’t believe what I’m thinking, I want a
person like you to continue? A sigh of relief was emitted from her as his
right hand gently smoothed over the petals of her flower, and she felt her
muscles in the area twitch involuntarily. Her desire grew again as the tips of
his fingers traced along the peaks and troughs of her petals and fed her flame.
As each
caress happened, Sara pushed her hips back so as to obtain the maximum
experience from the moment. It’s sad that
you have to be the way you are, but I must hold onto the fact that it’s the
pheromones that are making you so gentle. Her mind was taken off everything
else for a moment as his fingers pushed deep into her flower and brushed
against its ‘stem’, causing her to moan loudly. The caresses for the next few
minutes were concentrated in that area, pushing Sara to distraction as she
writhed uncontrollably.
Just as Sara
was right on the edge and about to receive her release, the man pulled his
hands back, and the caresses stopped. She protested and struggled wildly
against her bonds as she felt the frustration of denial. You can’t leave me like this after all that you’ve done! I am so close
and I need this! This really is crazy, I’m asking you to make me orgasm, and
you are a monster.
The captive
then started to rhythmically press her hips against the man who was leaning
over her, hoping that he would understand. You
must understand that I actually do want you, right now.
A moment
later she felt him pull back from her, and then heard the familiar noise of a
zip being pulled down. “So, you actually want me to take and pleasure you
then.” He said as she heard a rustling sound being made behind her. Yes! That’s the insane thing about this!
Right now I want you to take me and bring me to orgasm! She nodded, and
then gasped as his sword sheathed itself inside her intimacy.
The thrusts
were very slow and gentle at first, and she withed softly as the feeling
started to grow, her flower. Then she squirmed and cried out his shaft slid in
and out of her, faster and harder, and she started to press herself
rhythmically against him when her thrust into her. Please, faster, harder! Sara begged as much as she could, but her
voice was muffled by the tape over her mouth, then she gasped as both of his
hands touched and caressed her breasts.
After a few
more minutes, the helpless captive knew that she was on the very edge of her
lust’s need. Yes, YES YESSSSS-! The
joy of the moment overwhelmed her senses and she was only aware of the bliss
that coursed through her body...
As she shook
off the reverie that followed her orgasm, she turned her head and looked at the
man who also seemed to be coming back to reality. He looked at her and it
seemed as if the blood drained from his face as it took on a look of sheer
terror. “A monster!” He said, just before he let out a scream and ran out of
the room. I wish I could be sympathetic,
but after what you and your unconscious friend have done to women, it’s no more
than you deserve. I have to wait with mister sleepy here until James comes up
and rescue me. However, it does feel a little draughty lying like this. Sara squirmed herself into as best a position
as she could and waited for her freedom...
“I think it
would be better if you and James restrain the criminal and I go into the house
and free Sara. She may appreciate being freed sooner, rather than later.” Chloé
said as they waited, and she noticed that James had left the spray and the
towel to the right side of the front door.
“Wait until
the perpetrator is outside and subdued before you go in, Chloé. Let’s take it
one step at a time.” Anne said as she placed herself into a firing position by
the car. “If the theory is correct, he should be completely unaware of anything
else, due to his need to run, but I am not going to take any chances on him
escaping. James, if you think you can knock him to the ground then do so, but
take no unnecessary risks.” Chloé moved to the side as James went to the right side
of the path, as close to the house as possible without noticing the glamorous
scent and tensed himself.
The three
people outside were startled by the sudden noise that came from the upstairs
bedroom. “I think that the scream is our
cue to get ready, Agent Duncombe.” Chloé said. A moment later, the front door
flew open as the criminal rushed headlong out of the house. James reacted
swiftly and ran into the thug, knocking him down to the ground and winding him.
Anne quickly holstered her firearm, ran over to where James pinned the criminal
down, and took out a pair of handcuffs.
“Go, Chloé.”
Anne said as she brought the felon’s hands behind his back. The French lady
picked up the towel and the spray, and went into the house. If I remember correctly, your discarded
clothing is down in the living room. Sure enough, Sara’s skirt, panties and
jacket were still on the floor in the living room, and Chloé noticed a pair of
scissors on a table, which she picked up along with the clothing. That will come in useful in freeing you.
She rushed up the stairs and quickly found Sara lying down on the bed in the
master bedroom, with her knees over the side of the bed.
“Mon Dieu!”
Exclaimed Chloé as she saw the body of the criminal on the floor. She instantly
went over and placed two fingers on the man’s carotid artery. “He is alive
Sara, but his pulse is weak. We need to get an ambulance for him as soon as the
other man is questioned.” The girl went over to Sara and removed the tape from
her mouth.
“I know that
this is a stupid question Sara, but how do you feel?” Chloé said as she started
to cut through the tape that bound Sara’s legs together.
“I feel okay
which is very unusual, given the circumstances. I was expecting James to come
up here, but you must have changed the plans.” Sara answered.
“Oui, Madame.
James is with Anne, and they are currently restraining the other felon.” Chloé
finished cutting through the leg tape and was applying the scissors to the arm
bindings. “I picked up all of your clothes, so you will not need the towel.” A
few snips later and Sara’s arms were free.
“I think that
removing the tape can wait, Chloé. I just need to get dressed.” Chloé handed
Sara the clothes from downstairs, and the woman quickly re-dressed herself,
with only her jacket needing to be worn. “Could you pass me the spray please. I
wouldn’t want to cause any trouble for your friend.”
“Oui Madame
Sara.” The girl handed Sara the canister and she liberally covered herself with
counter agent, so that the effect would be speeded up. She lifted up her watch
so that she could view the dial, and a few moments later, it changed from red
to green. “Madame Sara, I think that we should go and ‘talk’ to the prisoner as
you will be able to loosen his lips very easily.” Chloé said as Sara put her
jacket on.
The two
ladies went downstairs, left the house, and walked over to where James and Anne
were holding the prisoner. Sara noticed the firearm and badge that Anne was
carrying and said “I guessed that there was something unusual about you,
Agent-.”
“I am Agent
Anne Duncombe, Sara. I’m sorry for keeping information from you, but I will
explain everything later. Right now, this creep is being very uncooperative.
Could you weave your magic on him?”
At this point
the thug had smelt Sara and let out a loud scream. “Don’t let this monster eat
me! Please, I don’t want to be devoured!”
Anne looked
down contemptuously down at the criminal. “The only monsters here are you and
your friend upstairs. He’s all yours, Sara.”
Sara knelt
down beside the criminal and she noticed that his ankles were bound with cable
ties, and there was another cable tie connecting his wrists to his ankles.
Putting on a malevolent smile, she gently stroked his cheeks with her hands. At
this point he screamed again. “You look so delicious and tasty, wrapped up like
that. I would love to eat you-,” the man screamed again “but I am willing to
forego that if you answer my friend’s questions.”
“Yes! Yes!
I’ll tell her whatever she wants to know! Just don’t eat me!”
“Thank you,
Sara. Now tell me, how did you manage to know of previous calls to the police?”
Anne asked.
“There is an
officer called Earl Glass who works in the emergency call centre call centre.
Every time that a call went through, he would send me a message on his phone,
and we would know that the police are on their way.”
“Thank you.
I’ll just call the local chief of police, and inform him of the fact.” Anne
took out her cell phone and started to dial. “Hello, is that Craig Frank? I’m
Agent Duncombe, the person who has been assigned to watch over Sara Smite. I need to inform you that an officer by the
name of Earl Glass is working with the Red Scorpions. Yes, there has been
another incident, but both of them are incapacitated. I will explain everything
later, but what you need to do is get officers ready to arrest him after he
texts a message to the Scorpions. Okay, I’ll be ready to make the 911 call
after you call me back.” Anne ended the call and turned back to the others. “He
will call me back when his officers are in position, it should take no more
than a few minutes.”
Sara stood up
and looked down at the criminal. “Was it Earl Glass who arranged for your
biometric records to be changed so that you actions for these crimes wouldn’t
be revealed?”
“Yes, we were
arrested for a minor robbery, and Earl managed to have the information altered,
otherwise we would have been discovered. This is our first piece of fun after
being released.”
Sara was
getting more than a little angry at this moment. “So, what were you planning to
do with your fun?” She asked.
“We were
going to do the usual, rape and torture, but the end was going to be different.
This time, we were going to tape the two ladies together so that they faced
each other, and then their noses would be sealed. The last thing that they
would ever see was their friend suffocating to death.”
Sara heard a
roaring sound in her ears as she bent over, grabbed the front of the thug’s jacket,
and then straightened herself up, lifting him into the air.
“Merde! Madam
Sara, what are you doing!” Chloé exclaimed in shock as the others looked on
dumbfounded.
“You bastard!
I’m going to kill you!” Sara shouted and the criminal screamed. Then she threw
the thug away from her and he screamed again as he impacted with the ground.
As the woman
took a step toward the man, Anne jumped in front of her. “Sara, control
yourself! He’s not worth it!” Anne
suddenly reached out in a restraining move on Sara’s right arm, but it was
moved out of the way before Anne could achieve her aim. A moment later, Anne
barely managed to parry the jab from Sara’s left hand as it aimed for her right
shoulder.
Chloé and
James looked on shocked for the next 10 seconds, as Anne was barely able to
hold her own against Sara’s attack. I
must try and stop Sara! I know that Anne is very well trained, but it seems
that she will lose. “Madame Sara, stop it, you’ll hurt Anne!” She shouted
as she ran up to the two combatants.
Sara halted
her blow and shook her head as if to clear her head. “OMG! Chloé, Anne, I’m so
sorry! I just lost it when that thing spoke.”
“That’s okay
Sara, we all lose control occasionally.” Anne replied, still looking a little
shocked. “I must say that I’m impressed with your martial arts training, and
your responses are as fast as the best I’ve ever seen.”
“Agent
Duncombe, I have never lost control in my life, and I have never done anything
more violent than yoga.”
“Are you sure
about that? I was using Wing Chun and you made me look clumsy.”
“I’m telling
you the truth, I have had no training. It was just that you seemed to move so
slow that it was easy to evade you.”
“Madame Sara,
I must check something quickly. Please do not stop me.” Chloé said as she
placed two fingers on Sara’s artery in her neck. After a moment, she looked
frightened and said “You must lie on the floor immediately and slow your heart
down. It is running dangerously fast!” Sara lay down on the ground, closed her
eyes and started to count.
Chloé knelt
down and continued to monitor Sara’s heart rate for a minute and then there was
a look of relief on her face. “You can get up, Sara, your heart rate is back to
normal.”
“Am I turning
into some kind of monster?” Sara asked as she stood up.
“I do not
think so, Sara. I would guess that you lost your temper because of a heightened
emotional state after mating. That, coupled with the adrenaline may have
increased your strength and reactions to their maximum potential. Your body would
need to be supplied with energy and oxygen though, and that would push your
heart to its limit. This may be due to the alterations in your DNA, as spiders
will sometimes save energy and release it quickly when pouncing on prey.”
“So, if I do
something like this again, it could be dangerous for me.” Sara commented.
“Not to
mention potentially fatal for the person you are facing.” Anne said. “Your
attacks were very precise as they were aimed at nerve points, and had I even
failed to block one move of yours, I would have collapsed in agony. Then, you
could have easily delivered a killing blow.”
“I would say
that it’s an emergency only use then, Agent Duncombe, and then only for a short
time.” Sara commented
Then Anne’s
phone rang, and she raised it to her ear. “Hello, Agent Duncombe here. Hello,
Chief Frank. Yes I will make the call now. Let me know when he is apprehended.”
Anne ended the call. “The Chief has his men in position and I will now make the
call.” She dialled 911 into the phone and again placed it to her ear. “This is
an emergency, there are intruders next door, 14 Lincoln Avenue. There are two
men with scorpions on their jacket, and they seem to have two women captive. We
need officers sent around immediately. My name is Anne Duncombe. Please hurry,
I think that the women are in grave danger.” The woman hung up the phone, so
that she could receive the call from the chief.
A few seconds
later, there was a beeping sound that emanated from the thug’s jacket. “That
must be the message from Mr Glass. All we have to do is wait for the phone call
from the police.”
They waited for
Anne’s phone to ring again, which only took a minute. “Hello, Agent Duncombe
here. Oh, that’s good news Chief Frank. It means that we have hopefully rounded
the entire group up. We also need an ambulance here, as one of the perpetrators
is suffering from a severe head wound and the ladies they had restrained will
need medical attention as well. I will also require your presence, as certain
matters will need to be explained in confidence because they will end up
classified. Okay, I will talk to you when you get here. Goodbye for now.” Anne
put her phone away, and turned to the thug on the floor. “Please understand
that it would not be a good idea to tell anyone about what happened out here,
as Sara may still be hungry.”
The man on
the floor nodded his head. “Good.” Anne said “Now we have to wait for the
police to arrive.”
A few minutes
later, they heard the sound of sirens in the distance…
As the two
police cars rounded the corner and drew up before the house, Anne removed the
badge from her belt and held it up in her right hand. The four officers stepped
out of the vehicles and walked up to Anne, with the oldest one saying “Good
morning. You must be Agent Duncombe, and the person on the floor must be one of
the ‘Red Scorpions’. Chief Burgess has said that we must follow your orders
until he arrives and that we must not ask any questions about what has happened
here.”
“Thank you,
officer. The other perpetrator is in the master bedroom of the house and he is
unconscious with a head wound, so it would be best to leave him for the
ambulance. The victims are in number twelve and they were left bound and
gagged.” Anne reported.
“Actually,
they should be free by now, I left Sandra with a pair of scissors and told her
to free the two ladies.” John mentioned “However I only told her to remove the
gags and cut the women free without removing the tape from the arms and legs.
That way, any forensic evidence will have the minimum chance of being
affected.”
“That’s good
thinking James, should we need the evidence. Hopefully they will be able to
link the biometrics to the earlier cases, as the officer who perverted the case
will now be under arrest.”
There were
more siren sounds in the distance, and Anne turned her head. “That will most
likely be the chief and the ambulances.” A moment later she was proved to be
correct as two ambulances and another police car stopped outside number twelve.
The ambulance crew of the first vehicle were all male and they walked up to
Anne. “We are here to take the unconscious criminal to hospital. Is he in house
number fourteen?” Asked one of the crew.
“Yes, he is
upstairs in the master bedroom, so you shouldn’t have much trouble finding
him.” Anne answered, and then turned to the all female crew of the second
vehicle as the first headed back to obtain a stretcher. “The women are in
number twelve. Chloé, will you show them to the door and tell Sandra that
everything is settled out here.”
Chloé walked
to the front door of James’s house and rang the bell. “Sandra! It’s Chloé here.
You can open the door, there are two women here to help your mother and her
friend.” Sandra opened the door and Chloé said to the crew “You can enter now.
I will return to Agent Duncombe as it would be best to keep to a minimum amount
of people inside.” She walked back to Anne, who was explaining the details to
Chief Burgess as the perpetrator was carried into a police vehicle and driven
away.
The Chief
looked at Sara in shock. “Do you mean that you deliberately went into the house
to be r-.”
Sara cut in.
“Essentially yes, I went in there to be raped, although given this unique
situation that classification may not apply.” She looked over at the crew who
were bringing out the other criminal on the stretcher and taking him to an
ambulance.
Anne
continued “Trying to bring charges concerning Sara’s instance would be
problematic, but seeing as you have two present victims and you can now match
them to previous cases, there should be no obstacle in securing a conviction.”
A van now
pulled up. “It’s getting busy out here this morning.” James said.
The chief
spoke again “That would be the forensics team, but thanks to you four this is
just going to be mopping up. To be honest, I don’t think that we will need any
statements from you, except from Anne, and that can wait until later.”
“I hope you
can understand the confidential nature of the situation, Anne said “We don’t
want this information to become widely available, so it should be considered
classified.”
“I
understand. I can understand about keeping a secret about someone with a unique
ability like Sara’s, I will have to make sure the police doctor will speak to
the victims about it. The biggest problem will be the daughter, though”
Chloé turned
to the house as she heard the door open and saw the medics exit with the two
women, who were wearing white jumpsuits with slippers, and the child. “I have
an idea how to deal with that. Sara, could you please follow me.” Chloé walked
over and intercepted the group, noticing that the two women were in a state of
shock.
At the sight
of Sara standing before them, their mood seemed to change. “They said that they
were going to kill us. You saved our lives today and prevented Sandra from
becoming an orphan. How can we ever repay you?”
Sara looked
at the women and said “You have to keep what I did today a secret. If word of
this gets out to the public, I could be in a lot of trouble.”
Then Sandra spoke
“But you are a superhero! Mummy even mentioned your name, Sara Smite. That’s a
superhero name, like Peter Parker.”
Sara groaned.
“I hope that you understand why I generally don’t use my surname when I can
help it.”
Chloé smiled.
“Sandra, what happens to superheroes when their name becomes public knowledge?”
Sandra
thought for a second and then said “The bad guys hunt them down and their
friends. Does that mean I have to stay quiet because Sara did this in her
secret identity?” She asked.
“Oui- yes,
you know that Sara has powers so this must remain secret.” The girl thought for
a moment “As you and James are her sidekicks, you two must be kept secret as
well.”
Chloé nodded.
“I am glad that you understand, but I have stopped you three for long enough.” Chloé
and Sara stepped back and watched as the others entered the ambulance. As ot
pulled away, they returned to the Chief, Anne and James.
“You really
are a hero today Sara, saving the lives of two women.” The Chief said. “If it
wasn’t for the fact that you have to remain classified, you would have been
honoured for this.”
Sara blushed
in response as the Chief’s comments “If I was a normal person, this would have
been impossible. The true heroes of the day are James and Chloé, as I was
probably not in any danger.”
It was Chloé
and James’s turn to blush now, and the French lady’s brow became furrowed. “One
thing is for sure Sara, you have certainly redeemed the family name of Smite.
Saving two women from horrendous violation and death would certainly count.”
“I’d
completely forgotten about that, Chloé. If it wasn’t for Sunday night, none of
this would have happened.” Sara responded.
“What
incident?” Anne asked.
“Some sort of
darkness descended over me during a storm here on Sunday night.” Sara said as
she then went on to explain this incident in full, and the story that she had
told James. “So I have ended up with this ‘condition’ as a result.”
The Chief and
Anne were looking slightly pale at this point. “Agent Duncombe, perhaps I
should tell Sara about the orders that the intruder was given concerning
entering GEN-DAWN.”
“I think that
would be a good idea, Chief Burgess.” Anne replied.
“Sara, the
intruder who bound and gagged you on Tuesday had specific instructions to
eliminate any witnesses who could identify him. There’s no easy way to say
this, so I will have to be blunt. If it wasn’t for your ‘condition’, you would
now be dead, and the two ladies would probably be dead right now.”
Chloé quickly
moved to support Sara, who was looking a little faint. “Do you mean that I
might be alive today because of a ghost?” Sara asked.
Anne smiled
“If anyone had told me about a ghost actually existing, I would have called it
nonsense. However, I have seen a woman help defeat two dangerous criminals by using
an incredible gift, and so I am not as sure about anything at the moment.”
“I think that
the ghost story should be kept out of any of your official records, Agent
Duncombe.” The Chief commented. “They may find the existence of our spider-lady
here hard enough to swallow as it is. Anyway, there is a lot of work to do on
this case, so if you’ll excuse me.”
“Certainly,
Chief Burgess. I still have to work on the DNA case, but first I will have to
explain the full situation to Sara and James. I will present you with my
statement tomorrow morning if that is acceptable.”
“It is. Then
I have to get back to dealing with this case. See you tomorrow, Agent
Duncombe.” The Chief turned around and headed back to the house.
“I think that
we all need something to drink.” Anne said, walking back to the house with the
others following her.
James
chuckled. “There must be three cups of cold coffee in the living room by now.
That’s when this situation started, by me making something to drink. I suppose
that making more coffee essentially bookends it.”
Sara’s arms
itched and she unconsciously scratched. “After this talk, I need to have a good
long soak to get this tape off my arms, and I would really like to get clean
after being handled by those thugs.”
As they
entered the house, Chloé said “It would be best to leave the bath until Anne leaves,
as your counter agent will be washed off as well.”
Anne
shuddered as they walked into the living room. “I have no intention of
experiencing your ‘mating call’ Sara, as it robs you of any self-control.”
“I’ll make
the coffee and then run a bath for Sara, Anne. I have already heard all of this,
so I can make better use of the time.” Chloé picked up the tray and carried the
cups back into the kitchen. She quickly washed them as she brewed a fresh pot,
then poured out the coffee into four clean cups. She brought them into the
living room, and then went upstairs into the bathroom to run the water for
Sara.
While this
was going on, Anne and the others were sitting down, with Anne in a chair and
the other two were on the couch. The agent was explaining everything, including
her visit to Sara’s apartment on the previous evening. “So that explains why
you volunteered to be the guinea pig this morning.” Sara said “You already knew
what it was like to experience the, shall we stick with the word ‘glamour’ from
now on?”
“Yes, Sara,
and though I was dreading it again, at least I knew what it would do to me.
Anyone else would have thought that it was silly, even I did before I
experienced it for the first time. It was good judgement of Chloé to ensure
that I was securely bound.“
“Agent
Duncombe-.” Sara started to say until she was interrupted.
“Anne, please
call me Anne. Agent Duncombe seems a little cumbersome now.”
“Anne, it
does seems strange but everything positive, getting Chloé and James back
together, saving my life on Tuesday, the two ladies today, uncovering a
potentially disastrous weapon, all comes down to the fact that I cut my hand on
Sunday night. I also understand that my old life is over and a new one is
beginning for me. I once heard a phrase ‘Life begins at forty’ but I never
expected it to be true.”
“Your life is
in complete turmoil at the moment Sara, so I do not want to say anything for
the time being. Everything has to settle first, and then we can look at your
future.”
By this time,
Chloé had set out Sara’s sweater and tights, finished running the bath, walked
downstairs and then entered the living room. “You bath is ready, Madame Sara,
and I have placed some clothing in the master bedroom.”
“Thanks Chloé,
I am looking forward to washing myself clean. I’m sorry Anne, but I really need
to do this now, even though it does seem stupid.”
“Believe me,
Sara understand you completely. There was a recent case-,” Anne glanced at Chloé
“where I just stood under the shower for an hour in my clothes, just to try and
feel clean.” The agent stood up. “I have to go as I still have work to do at
the research centre, So I’ll say goodbye.”
“I’ll see you
out Anne.” Chloé said “Is there anything else you need to do?”
“As I have
all of your phone numbers, I will arrange for a special app to be sent to each
of your phones. It will give the precise location of the other two. Your phone
locations are constantly recorded at the moment, as we don’t want any of you
disappearing for obvious reasons. I think that it’s best that you three know
this, as the only alternative would be to have another agent with you.”
“That is
understandable, given the present situation.” Chloé walked with Anne to the
door and then opened it. “I hope to see you soon, give my regards to Angela.”
Sara had
followed them as she was about to go upstairs. “Anne, give Angela my sincerest
apologies. I didn’t know that she was part of the investigation.”
“Don’t worry,
Sara.” Anne replied “You reacted as you were supposed to. It is good to know
that her cover worked perfectly. Hopefully, we can trace the scientist who’s
behind this and end this investigation quickly.
Goodbye, then.” Anne walked out through the door, and Chloé said
“Goodbye.” before closing the door.
“I must have
this bath Chloé, my arms are starting to itch like crazy.” Sara said as she
rushed up the stairs.
“Have a good
soak, Madame Sara.” Chloé said before walking back into the living room. Sara
went up the stairs, picked up a large towel and walked into the bathroom. She
took off most of her clothes except for her stockings which still had the tape
attached. These are ruined, but I’d
better not throw them away just in case the authorities might need them.
The woman carefully peeled them off and put them to one side before stepping
into the bath and sliding her arms under the warm water. I’ll just rest like this for a while so that it will be easier to
remove the tape. Sara closed her
eyes and started to doze…
“I suppose
you just want to relax after this morning’s incident, so maybe you should use
the bedroom to rest.” James suggested to Chloé as she entered the living room.
She
unbuttoned the straps on her green pinafore dress and lifted it off. “I do want
to relax James, but I want to rest in your arms, bound and helpless.” Chloé
neatly folded her dress, put it to the left side of the couch, walked in front
of James and then placed her hands behind her back with her back turned to him.
“Kidnap, kiss and cuddle me, my love.” She said with a smile.
James rose
from the couch and placed Chloé’s arms behind her back in a box position, with
her right forearm above her left. He picked up a bag full of rope and took
several lengths of ropes out of it, using one of them to bind Chloé’s right
wrist and her left forearm, just below the elbow. It went around four times,
cinched thrice and then knotted firmly out of reach of the French girl’s
fingers. A second piece of rope was used to secure her left wrist to her right
forearm in the same manner.
The young man
picked up a long length of rope which was looped around Chloé’s chest below her
breast four times, and then another four above, before cinching the loops
between her arms and her body. Another piece of rope was tied to the middle of
the chest ropes behind her back, taken over her right shoulder, down between
her breasts to the lower chest rope, looped around the rope and then over her
left shoulder to the middle of her back where it started. It was looped around
at the back, and the process was repeated once more with the end of the rope
firmly tied at her back.
“I do like it
when you use the ropes to bisect and emphasise my breasts, as it provides a
wonderfully sensual feeling, my love.” Chloé sighed as the rope was tied
off. “Would you like me to sit down?”
She asked.
“Yes, my
sweet. It will be easier to bind your legs.” James replied. Chloé carefully
walked backwards and sat down on the edge of the couch with only her bottom on
the furniture.
James took
four lengths of rope out of the bag, and started to tie Chloé’s ankles together
with one of them. He double-stranded and looped the rope around her ankles
about four times before wrapping several cinch loops between her legs. A reef
knot as then tied at the front to secure the ends of the rope. A second rope
was lashed around her legs just below the knees, and it was cinched and tied in
the same manner. A third length was used to bind her legs above her knees, and
the last was wrapped around her mid-thigh.
As the final
length was tied firmly Chloé emitted an audible sigh. This will be wonderful therapy after the trials of this morning. In
your arms, I will forget everything except us. James sat down to her right,
placed his arms around her waist, and then pulled her onto his lap. “Now I have
you, my French wench.”
Chloé closed
her eyes and parted her lips slightly before whispering “Kiss me, you fool.”
Then his lips touched hers and she was oblivious to everything except the
moment…
Sara slowly
wakened from her sleep in the bath and tested the pieces of tape that adhered
to her lower arms. One of the cut lengths was pulled off her skin without any
pain or hair removal. I must have dozed
for quite some time if this can detach so easily, so I’d better not waste any
more time in here. She then carefully peeled the strips away, one by one,
until her arms were completely uncovered and then spent some time soaping her
body over, so as to feel cleaner.
Then the woman
cleaned the soap off her body and stood up in the bath before wrapping a large
towel around her. She stepped out and removed the plug from the tub, and the
hole made the familiar gurgling sound as the water run through it. Sara filled
the sink bowl and used the water to wash out any soap suds from the bath,
leaving it clean. Then she gently smoothed the towel over her body until her
skin was dry before making her way into the bedroom where she spotted the pink
tights and sweater that she had worn to bed the previous evening.
That was very pleasant to wear, and I
think that Chloé must want to see me in it again so I will dress in it. Sara went out to the bathroom and put
the large towel on a rail so that it
could dry off, and then returned to the bedroom. She took the thick tights and
scrunched up the legs until there were short so that it would be easier to put
her legs inside. Her right foot was placed into one dip of the tights, and her
left toes went into the other, and a little smoothing brought the item of
clothing up to her knees. She continued until it was raised further up until
the top reached her waist and she ran her fingers over the material to take out
any wrinkles that remained.
The pink
sweater was picked up and manoeuvred around until it was in position to be
worn, and she placed her arms through the sleeves gently so that it would be
easier to place over her head. The last
time I rushed at this, it felt as if I had put a straitjacket on and I was
worried that I couldn’t remove it. She placed it over her head, pulled it
down and her face appeared through the turtle neck. There was only a little
twisting of the sleeves to remove any kinks and Sara’s outfit was finished.
The lady
walked in front of the full length mirror to examine her clothed body. This really does complement me, so I hope
that James likes it. I wonder what he and Chloé are up to right now? More like
what is James doing, because Chloé most probably wrapped up tighter than a
Christmas present. Anyway, I should go downstairs and join them. Sara walked out of the bedroom, made her way
to the top of the stairs and then took step by slow step down...
It had been
some time since Chloé and James started to kiss, and she had felt the touch of
his hands all over her and they continued their passionate embrace. Then she
gently broke off the kiss as she heard the water drain out of the bath. She
looked at James and said “I think that it will not be long before Madame Sara
joins us. Do you have anything in mind, my love?”
“Actually, I
think that a little role reversal of the start of this morning may bookend what
has happened, so to speak.” James smiled.
“Do you mean
that you are going to place me on the carpet as a distraction for Sara? Then,
as she is preoccupied with me, you tie her up, gag her, and then give her a
good spanking? The only problem is that she will not fall for me being a damsel
in distress as she played the trick on me.” Chloé explained.
By this time,
James had positioned Chloé so that she was sitting on the couch and her back
was to him. “In that case Chloé, we will have to make it a little more
realistic.”
How can you make it more realistic
James? There is hardly any peril that you can add to my present situation. She noticed that in her present
position, so was unable to see what James was doing. “James, how can you-ulp!” Chloé
words were stifled as a large red rubber ball was pushed between her lips, filling
and distending her mouth. Even though she shook her head, she was unable to
prevent James from bringing the straps around to the back of her neck, where
one was threaded through the other to its maximum extent, the keeper was placed
through the strap hole and the girl found herself very tightly gagged.
You must have something planned for me
apart from just being gagged, and I hope that it is not painful. James took Chloé off the couch and
laid her prone close to it, in a parallel position and with her head at the
left side. She turned her head to the left and watched as he double-stranded a
long piece of rope, and then the material was passed under her body at the
waist before the looped end was knotted off at the small of her back. You must be planning on placing me in a
hogtie, but with my arms bound in a box position surely it would be more
effective to bind the end to my chest ropes. Chloé was rolled over onto her
right, the rope was threaded between her legs and then looped over the waist
rope at the front. So, I am to be the
recipient off a crotch-rope then.
James put a
series of knots in the rope, with about an inch between them before threading
the rope back between Chloé’s legs. I
should say knotted crotch rope. The captive girl was placed back in the prone
position, then the rope was taken over the waist rope at the back and pulled
tight which elicited a sigh from her as the knots pressed upon her most
intimate region. I should be thankful
that James has not removed the patch, otherwise this would be a major torment.
Her legs were bent at the knees until her heels pressed against her bottom and
the captor looped the rope around her ankle bindings before taking it up to her
chest ropes and firmly securing the other end.
Even though I am already aroused, this
is not going to make me act like a damsel in distress, so I do not understand
why you have tied me like this, my love. Chloé was again turned over so that she lay on her right
side, and she looked on as James walked over to a bag that was hidden to the
right side of the couch. Her eyes opened as wide as possible as she recognised
the object that James removed from the bag. NO!
NO! NO! Please put that metal vibrator back James, you know that it will
torment my very being! The captive girl struggled uncontrollably as she was
scared of what James was going to do to her.
“Sorry Chloé,
but this is important if I want to convince Sara that you are in distress.” Chloé
shook her head wildly as the metal object was placed between her tights and the
crotch-rope, and its location was adjusted by her captor. “All that remains is
for me to push the button.” The girl begged through her gag and pleaded with
her eyes at James, but she cried out as he started the infernal teasing device.
She squirmed in her bonds as the knots in her crotch-rope danced upon her body,
promising a pleasure that was not going to be delivered.
James picked
up another bag and stood at a point where he would be hidden by the door when it was opened. Mon Dieu! It seems as if I am more sensitive to this than ever. I hope
that you get downstairs quickly Sara, as I am soon going to be a damsel in
distress. Chloé cried out as a little shockwave shot through her hearth of
desire, caused by the vibrations running into her and soon the feeling was
building up to a point where she was unable to remain still...
As Sara
reached the bottom of the stairs and turned right, she heard a succession of
three squeals from the living room, as if a person was experiencing something
that they would rather avoid. She pushed the living room open and was treated
to the site of the French lady in tight bondage, struggling wildly against her
bonds and squirming from her torment. Then Sara noticed the metal cylindrical
object at the same time that she heard the buzzing noise and realised what was
causing her friend’s distress.
She rushed
over to her friend in the hope of removing the vibrator that was source of so
much agitation for the captive. “Chloé! That’s a horrible thing to do! I know
just how that feels when you are tormented like this.” The woman reached for
the vibrator but got no further as her hands were grabbed suddenly and pulled
behind he back.
“Wow! You
look extraordinary in that outfit Sara, it really complements you!” Sara
noticed that her arms were held in a box formation behind her back, but nothing
else was happening.
“James, are
you just going to stare, or are you going to tie me up. It’s bad enough that
you have poor Chloé tormented out of her wits, but the longer you take with me,
the more she has to suffer.”
“Sorry Sara,
I was just caught up in how beautiful you are.” James held Sara’s arms tighter
and then there was the familiar sensation of rope as it was wound several times
around her right wrist and left forearm. Next, there was the looping if the
rope around the initial turns and between the limbs followed by a tightening
and knotting off which secured her right hand. Then her left wrist and right
forearm were subjected to the same treatment, so that soon Sara’s arms were
firmly restrained with no chance of escape.
“Haylp! Oh
haylp!” Sara said in a mock damsel in distress voice. Taking the hint, James
took Sara’s pink ball-gag out of the bag and pushed the large ball into the
woman’s mouth as she ‘shouted’ for help, which had the result of stifling her
cries. The straps were taken around to behind the back of her neck, where they
were threaded through, pulled tight and then buckled into place.
Even though
any control over her mouth was limited at best, the gagged woman did manage to
smile a little. She looked down at Chloé, who seemed to be writhing more than
ever. It is very erotic, watching James
bind and gag you Sara, but this is adding to the torment of my body. The
helpless girl watched as James lifted Sara up until she was in her feet, and
then he took a long length of rope and proceeded to bind her upper arms to her
chest. First there were four loops placed around her chest below her breasts,
which was followed by the same number above, and then the parts of the ropes
between her body and her arms were cinched by two loops on each side. James
then put the same ‘V’ with the rope on Sara’s chest in the same way that he had
with his girlfriend, with the effect that her bosom was emphasised.
“Sit down on
the right side of the couch with your bottom on the edge, Sara.” James
commended. The woman did as she was ordered without hesitation, and placed her
legs together. James must want to bind my
legs, so I might as well make it easier for him. She looked on as James
wrapped a double stranded piece of rope three times around ankles, and then two
loops went between her legs to take up any slack as it was tightened. A knot
was used to secure the ends and Sara’s ankles were bound together. This was
followed by her legs below and above the knees, and at the mid thigh, leaving
Sara writhing slightly as she enjoyed her tight bondage.
Jams then sat
down on the couch on Sara’s immediate left. “You do know that you were a very
foolish woman this morning, Sara.” Sara looked a little puzzled at James’s
comments. Why are you saying this James?
He continued “You placed yourself in jeopardy with your actions, and such a
matter has to be dealt with.” There’s
something you have planned, wha-. Sara yelped through her gag as Jams took
hold of her and moments later she found herself lying across his knees with her
bottom to his right. Please James, tell
me you’re not going to do this! He put his left hand on Sara’s back to hold
her down as he raised his right hand above her bottom. “I have no choice but to
punish you for your behaviour.” OMG! You’re
going to spank me!
“MMMMM!” Sara
cried out as the first blow delivered a sharp, stinging sensation to her
bottom. OW! These tights don’t provide
much protection. OW! OW! His hand landed twice more upon her posterior,
causing more mild pain in her cheeks and she squirmed under his left hand. She
yelped three more times as she was struck on her bottom, and Chloé watched from
the floor as the woman writhed on James’s lap.
It is even more arousing to see James
spank you, but I am driven crazy by this and my little torturer! Chloé struggled and moaned on the
floor as her body was taken to the peak of desire and torment, while Sara
sighed as she was soothed on the locations that had just received a beating
from James’s hand. That feels so
wonderful after the treatment that I have just received from you James, and it
is arousing me.
The soothing
carried on for another minute or so, and then Sara shouted in her discomfort as
she felt the effects of another six spanks which caused her bottom to squirm
more than before. I’m sure that you hit
me harder than the first time. Oh, that is soooo good. Your caresses on my
cheeks feels even better as well. There were loud moans issuing from Sara’s
mouth as the touches on her inflamed areas were having the desired effect of
stimulating her.
The woman was
shocked, however, as she felt James’s right hand gripped the top of her tights.
Please, you’re not going to expose me and
spank my bare bottom! Her futile struggles did nothing to stop the pulling
down of her tights until her bottom was completely bare. Sara shook her head
and made begging noises to her captor, but this didn’t stop her receiving six
more blows landing on her, and the pain was followed by pleasure each time,
which left Sara confused about what she was feeling. That was good as well as hurting. Wait, are you touching me there now?
This time, James was only running his fingers over her posterior, but they were
tracing a path over her flower which was causing her arousal to increase
tenfold.
It looks as though you will soon reach
your peak and be pleasured Sara, but I will remain on the floor in my
suffering. Chloé
found it impossible to take her eyes what was happening to the older woman,
even if it meant adding to her own torment. As Sara’s bottom was smacked for
another six times, she was unable to notice the difference between the pain and
the pleasure, and it just seemed to be the same thing. The caresses went over
her intimacy even more, and she cried out from pleasure knowing that pure
ecstasy awaited her.
“Do you want
me to spank you to your pleasure?” James asked. Sara nodded her head furiously,
hoping that he was not doing this to tease her. “Say please then.” She tried
her best put it just came out as “mph”. “If you don’t say please, then I will
have to stop.” “MMMMMM” came out of Sara’s mouth as an act of frustration. A
very hard smack landed on the woman’s bottom and she felt relieved that he was
going to continue.
Chloé had
noticed that something else was happening. James had extended his right foot
near to her and the tight toes were right in front of the knots of her
crotch-rope. When Sara was given the hard spank, James pressed his toes onto
the knots, which sent an overdrive of feeling through Chloé’s mound, causing
her to scream from pleasure. Mon Dieu!
You are going to make me orgasm by your toes! Every time James spanked
Sara, he would also press on the rope, taking both of the bound captives closer
and closer to their release. The only thoughts that filled the lady’s minds at
this point was More! MORE!
“MMMMMMGGGGGMMMM!”
screamed Sara as her body was flooded by the bliss of orgasm and it seemed like
another voice started to echo hers as Chloé’s felt the joy of her La petite
mort, and it almost seemed as if the girls were amplified by each other’s
experience...
The older
captive was just vaguely aware in her reverie of James putting her on the floor
and placing a crotch-rope onto her in the same fashion as Chloé’s. The other
lady noticed that her vibrator had been removed and so her torment had been
stopped for the time being. She was also moved so that she was on her front and
facing the couch, along with Sara...
“Okay, you
two, I take it that you must be peckish after your ordeals?” The captives
roused from their reveries and nodded their heads, and Sara’s stomach rumbled a
little. I could really do with something
to eat right now. James rose from the couch. “I am going to make some
sandwiches, so I have to go to the kitchen. Don’t go anywhere.” With that he
left the room and the two captives stayed still on the floor, relaxing after
their recent experience...
“Wakey,
wakey.” Said James, waking Sara up from her sleep.
I must have fallen asleep in my
bondage again, so I must have been more tired than I thought after that little
incident this morning.
The helpless woman made a questioning noise to James, hoping that he would tell
her how long she had been resting.
“You two have
been asleep for several hours and it is nearly four o’clock in the afternoon.”
Said James as he knelt beside the woman and loosened her hogtie rope. “I came
back into the living room and noticed that you and Chloé were fast asleep which
was not surprising after today’s exertions, so I decided to let you rest.”
James knelt
beside his girlfriend and worked on loosening the rope that kept her on the
floor, causing her to stir. “I am adjusting the ropes that hogtie you so that
you will be able to kneel when you eat the sandwiches.” He walked over to the
sofa and picked up two cushions, lying them on the floor in front of the couch.
“I think that you will need to kneel on these, as it will be far more
comfortable than the hard floor.”
Chloé
squealed as James picked her up and carried her to one of the cushions, placing
her so that she faced the couch in a kneeling position. It was Sara’s turn next,
and she found herself in the same position on Chloé’s right. The woman turned
her head to look at her younger bound companion, who looked back and smiled
around the edges of her ball-gag.
The man
walked over to one of the bags and took out the special clock that had been
given to Sara on Friday, which was displaying a green colour. It shows that your charming ability has a
limited time, and that you are back to normal as you had not used the counter
agent after your bath.
James walked
over to the side and placed the clock in a position so that it could be clearly
seen. “It seems that adult visitors will not be falling under your spell for
the rest of the day Sara, so if Anne or the others return they will be safe.
I’ll bring in the meal now.” James said as he headed towards the door, which
left the two ladies kneeling in their captivity.
Sara’s
stomach rumbled again as she waited for James to return, and the helpless
French student giggled in response. I
didn’t realise that I would become so hungry today, but I have been a busy
lady.
Chloé
listened to her friend’s stomach again and pondered on what it meant. It could be that your metabolism has worked
overtime and you need to replenish your reserves, Sara.
James returned,
carrying a large plate that was piled high with beef and lettuce sandwiches and
placed it on the coffee table, along with a large carton of orange juice. He
walked over to the side, picked up three glasses and put them down on the
coffee table before sitting down between the two captives.
“Okay, any
lady who wants a meal, please put a hand up in the air and say ‘Me please.’”
James said to the helpless ladies.
The response
was immediate, as both of the captives pulled and twisted against their bonds
and cried out through their gags in an attempt to follow the man’s orders. This
proved to be useless though, as the ropes gripped their wrists solidly, and any
words that they said were unintelligible and muffled.
Sara and Chloé
shook their heads at the situation that they had been placed in, and they
continued in their hopeless struggles. You
are teasing us James, as both Sara and I will be unable to follow your
requests.
“So, I take
it that you two ladies don’t want anything to eat and drink then.” James said
as he poured some orange juice into a glass before taking a sip of his drink.
“This is really good.” He said, picking up a sandwich, taking a bite out of it
and chewing slowly.
Sara felt the
response in her body immediately as her captor ate, as her stomach rumbled
again from hunger. This wasn’t the worse thing about her situation, however, as
there was a sudden build up of saliva in her mouth and the gag prevented her
from swallowing properly. If you don’t stop
this James, we’re going to start drooling.
The woman
turned to look at Chloé, who had a look of consternation on her face which
indicated that the French girl was going through the same process. James my love, you are being so unfair to
both of us. Both of the captives pleaded through their gags at their
predicament, but James just continued to sip from his glass and eat the
sandwich.
The saliva
was flowing freely in Sara’s mouth, and the feeling of dampness on the right of
her mouth told her that she was starting to drool. As she looked at her friend,
she saw that Chloé had saliva dribbling from the left side of her mouth and flowing
towards the chin, with the poor girl blushing in embarrassment.
Please, you can’t leave us like this
James, it’s being taken too far.
The saliva had reached Sara’s chin and the fact that she couldn’t clean her
face was irritating her, so she growled angrily through her gag.
At once,
James put his food down, took a large tissue out of his pocket, and cleaned Chloé’s
face before removing her gag. A moment later, the same tissue was applied to
Sara’s chin and mouth, the buckles that secured her own gag was unstrapped and
the ball was extracted from her mouth.
“Thanks,
James.” she said “You have no idea how bad it is to have a mouth full of saliva
and have no way of removing it except by having it dribble out of your mouth.
Are you okay, Chloé?” She asked as she looked as her friend.
Chloé looked back
and said “Oui Sara, but I am thankful that this torment is over as it is very
irritable. I hope that you do not force us to go through this again over the
weekend, please?”
“Don’t worry,
I won’t let that happen again. It was fun though, watching you two having to endure
such a predicament.” He picked up a sandwich in each hand and offered them to
the captives who were kneeling in front of him. “Would you like to eat now?” He
asked.
The ladies
took a bit out of their respective sandwiches and chewed thoroughly before
swallowing. “Sara.” said Chloé before she took another bite.“I think I can
remember the term for what happened to you today with the prisoner and Agent
Duncombe.”
“What is it, Chloé?”
Sara said as she prepared to take another bite.
“It is referred to as ‘hysterical strength’ and there
have been reports of situations when people have lifted cars off trapped
people. The interesting thing about your case is that it can last longer, you
can switch it off and on as needed when you are active, and you gain an even greater
coordination as well.” Chloé frowned at this.
“By your expression I can tell that this is not
necessarily a good thing, Chloé.” Sara paused as James offered her a glass of
orange juice.
“Oui Sara, there is the situation of your heart and
metabolism running very fast to support your internal functions. Plus, there is
always the chance that you can damage tendons or ligaments in the process.”
“I think that you mentioned about this before, but I
seriously doubt that I will end up in the same situation again.” Sara said.
“I think that it is good that you cannot call on your
charming ability on cue, Sara.”
“Actually.” said Sara “I may be able to. I have an
unusual kind of synesthesia which allows me to connect smells with memories. It
was discovered when I went to a farm once on a school trip, and smelling the
cows made me sneeze. A week later we were drawing animals at school, and it was
my task to draw a cow. The teacher didn’t know why I was continually sneezing
and she thought I was ill until I explained that I could smell the strong
memory of the cow.”
“So you can activate your production at any time, just by
thinking about it?” asked Chloé, who looked even more worried “That could prove
to be very dangerous.”
“It’s okay, Chloé. It’s not as if a casual thought can
cause the connection, as I have to concentrate hard to get the smell. I won’t
turn into ‘The Pink Widow’ by having a casual thought about this morning.” Sara
was on her fourth sandwich by now, eating twice as fast as her friend.
“That is good Sara. At least you won’t be a risk to
anyone just by thinking about today.” Chloé took a sip from the glass that was
offered to her. “Should you need to do this again, it will prove to be useful
if you can change by concentration.”
James thought for a moment. “What if the person is
wearing full hazard gear, and you aren’t able to affect him? After all, he
isn’t going to subject to your charm.” He said.
Chloé smiled “In that case, that person will probably be
in great danger, as he or she will be dealing a Widow who will have no interest
in mating.”
Sara looked at James “It hadn’t crossed my mind about
other situations, but after the strength that I have shown today, it would take
good restraints to hold me in place. If someone just wraps short piece of tape
around my wrists, or a ziptie, or even the link style handcuffs, I may be able break
out of my bonds. I don’t think that I will be able to get free from this type
of situation, however, as I have been thoroughly bound.”
James held up another sandwich for Sara to eat. “That
tape ran all of the way from your wrists to your elbows, so you wouldn’t have
been able to tear it loose. We could always put it to the test in the morning,
when you will be red and risky.”
“How about it, Sara?” Chloé asked “It may be useful to
know such a thing in advance.”
Sara swallowed another bite. “Tomorrow morning then, we
can see just how useful it can be to get free. Please note that I am completely
helpless when someone is mating with me, and a strip of masking tape would hold
probably hold my wrists together.”
James held up another sandwich to Chloé, but she shook
her head at the offer. “What are we going to do after lunch, James?” She asked.
“I’ve seen something on the television schedule that you
would like to watch. It’s several back to back episodes of an old cartoon
series.” James answered, as he put the sandwich back and started to untie the
hogtie ropes of the captive ladies. “Do you want anymore sandwiches, Sara?”
“No.” answered the woman “I’ve had enough now. I think
that I’ve eaten twice as much as Chloé, so I’ve been quite the glutton this
afternoon.”
“Do not worry, Sara, it must be a result of your body
burning up calories from today’s activities.” Chloé said as her rope was
removed “Is it okay if I hopped onto the couch James?” She asked.
“Certainly, Chloé.” James answered as he untied Sara’s
hogtie rope. “I’ll just place Sara onto the couch.” He picked up the woman and
placed her on the sofa, as Chloé struggled to rise from the floor. “It may be
easier to help you to sit down as well as I don’t think that you are going to
do this quickly.” Chloé found herself helped up into a sitting position on
Sara’s right with a gap between them.
James walked over to a bag and pulled out two cloth
strips, one red and one pink. “Please monsieur, please do not gag us with those
horrible rags.” Chloé said, putting on a mock struggle against her bonds.
Sara picked up on the role play immediately and started
to struggle as well. “We’re already helplessly bound. We promise to be good
little girls and stay quiet. Just don’t stick those horrible things between our
teeth.”
James walked back and sat down on the couch between the
two bound women. “Open your mouths wide, unless you want to be punished
severely.”
Chloé opened her mouth wide in anticipation of James’s
next action. “Monsieur, this is unnecessary, we will keep our mouths shu-ulp!” Her
talking was interrupted as the red cloth was pulled between her teeth, the ends
were pulled around to the back of her neck where they were securely knotted
together.
Sara opened her mouth and put on a phoney
southern accent as she spoke. “Haylp! Someone please haylp me. I’m all tied up
and-.” It was her turn to be silenced as the pink cloth was used to cleave gag
her. These gags are more symbolic than
anything else, but it is delicious to be gagged like this.
Sara blushed
as she was kissed on the lips by her captor, but she still found it very
pleasurable. It was Chloé’s turn to be kissed next, and she writhed a little as
their lips met.
“I think that
it’s time to start the cartoons.” James said as he picked up the remote control
and started the DVR which automatically switched on the television. As he put
an arm around the waist of each of the captives, the animation started and
there was a familiar woman in pink with a southern accent who was being chased
by a sinister cloaked figure.
Sara heard Chloé
giggle as the animation continued. I
remember watching this from when I was a child. Now I understand why this
series was so popular. It’s almost like a bondage show for teens, and I’m
surprised that this series was allowed to be shown on the air.
The two ladies
writhed a little as they watched the heroine was captured and placed into
bondage time and time again. Chloé looked over at Sara as the older captive’s
eyes were glued to the screen. I wonder
if that is where you got your love if pink from, Sara, and maybe you were
intrigued by the act of being tied up. I
will ask you later, as it will be a bit difficult to speak to you with this
cloth in my mouth.
As the show
continued, James cuddled the girls and occasionally kissed them on the cheek.
“Do you consider this to be appropriate entertainment for this afternoon, my
helpless heroines?”
Both girls
nodded in response to their captor’s question and they snuggled up to him on
the sofa. This is proving to be a very
enjoyable weekend Chloé, and I must thank both of you for your hospitality.
Eventually,
the animation episodes came to an end and James rose from the couch. “I’ll have
to take these items out and wash them.” he said as he picked up the plate and
glasses “I expect you two to remain in your places and stay still, as I don’t
want to have to punish two naughty captives.” After making sure that he had a
firm grip on the items, James walked out of the room, leaving the two helpless
ladies on their own.
Sara smiled
around her pink cleave gag. That’s almost
like asking us to not stay still and do something naughty. She turned to
face Chloé and she noticed that the French student was also smiling.
The
red-haired girl squirmed in her bonds and moved slowly along the couch towards
the lady on her left. I hope that you
will make this easier by trying to move towards me, Madame Sara.
Sara started
to work her way to her right and she was soon touching shoulders with her
friend. We’re together Chloé, now what do
you want us to do?
It seems that you are waiting for me
to make the first move, Madame Sara, but that is hardly surprising as you are
submissive to me. Chloé
made kissing expression with her face in an effort to show Sara what she
planned to do.
The thought
of the two captives kissing each other sent a thrill through Sara’s body. You and me kissing while we’re both bound
and gagged, Chloé? That’s an incredible idea, I would have never have thought
of that. the lady leant back on the couch, closed her eyes, turned her head
to the right and parted her lips slightly.
The moment
when Chloé’s lips touched her was electrifying.
The two
ladies kissed on the couch and they writhed in their pleasure. Thank you Chloé, this is a wonderful
experience. In a way, I wish that I had known you earlier, but then you would
have been too young for this type of contact. The only problem with this is
that all we can do is kiss each other, as our bondage limits any other kind of
contact.
Sara and Chloé
had become lost in the moment when James walked in, and it took a minute for
them to notice that he had entered the room. I wonder what you have in store for us as a punishment, my love. Chloé
looked up at James without pausing and then concentrated her attention on Sara
“So, what
punishment is appropriate for two captives in bondage who are misbehaving while
kissing each other’s lips?” James asked.
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