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Friday 24 August 2012

Dominated by DNA Part 19


Sara felt very relaxed on the bed after resting in her bondage, but she started as a hand softly caressed her hair. “Is that you Chloé? I can’t see or hear you like this.” The helpless woman felt herself being rolled onto her back, and a soft kiss was placed upon her lips. It must be you Chloé, or the gentlest burglar in existence. A tongue gently pressed against her teeth and Sara parted her mouth to permit access. The tongue softly probed and explored her mouth, giving her pleasure and causing her to writhe on the bed. Soon, she intertwined her own tongue with the other person’s tongue and then felt arms embracing her. This is so gentle and pleasurable, it must be Chloé.

Eventually the other person drew back, leaving Sara with a smile on her face. A moment later, the sleep mask was pulled off her face to reveal a smiling Chloé. “I knew it had to be you, as you were so soft and gentle.” She thought for a moment. “Am I going to be left tied up for the evening, or do you have something in store for me?”

Chloé reached down to Sara’s ears and removed the ear plugs. “You can be sure that I have further plans for you, my sweet hostage. But first, I must get you out of these clothes, as it will be wonderful to kiss and caress your nude body to fulfilment while you are bound.”

“That means you’ll have to untie me to do this. It’s a bit of a shame, as I’m really enjoying being tied up. Maybe you could caress me with my clothes on, that way you don’t have to untie me.”

“You will remain bound and helpless while I removed your clothing from your skin and there will be no chance of escape.”

“Do you mean that you can undress me without freeing me? I would really love to see that Chloé, it would be very erotic.”

“I notice that your full length mirror is on castors, Sara. If you like, I will move it around to this side of the bed so that you may see the entire process. I will remove your hogtie rope and place the sleep mask on your face first, though.”

“Oh Chloé, I would like it very much. Please move the mirror, so that I may see myself.” This seems like it is going to be a very pleasant experience for me. Chloé picked up the mask and placed it over Sara’s eyes again. I think that this is so I cannot see myself until I am properly placed in front of the mirror. Sara felt herself being turned onto her front, and the rope connecting her ankles to her wrists was untied. She stretched her legs out on the bed and heard the mirror being moved by Chloé. After a minute the moving stopped and Sara was helped into a sitting position on the left side of the bed.

“There is one more thing Sara, I do not want you to talk while you are undressed. This way, you will be completely helpless. So will you please open your mouth as wide as you can?” Sara complied with Chloé’s request. I think I am about to become very well acquainted with this new gag. She felt the large rubber ball being popped into her mouth between her teeth, the straps were taken around the back of her head and the ends firmly buckled together. I’m only going to be able to make muffled noises with my tongue pressed like this. If I was truly in distress though, Chloé would free me in an instant.

Hands gently held onto her sides as Sara was lifted into a standing position and turned ninety degrees to the right. Then she felt a soft touch on her right cheek slowly pushing her head to the left. I will probably see my side profile in the mirror with my head turned like this.

“Close your eyes please, I am going to remove the mask. Sara did so, not wanting to spoil the surprise. The mask on her face was taken off, and Sara wondered what she would see. “You may open your eyes now, Sara.”

She opened her eyes and the feeling was electrifying as she saw the helpless woman in the mirror! She felt faint and her legs started to buckle from the shock. Chloé quickly embraced Sara, holding her up until Sara could regain her feet and her composure. “Oui, it is very intense when you see yourself in bondage like this for the first time.” Chloé gently kissed Sara on the right cheek. “I will have to try and resist loving you as I undress you, otherwise this will take all night.” Sara smiled at the thought of this. You can’t be any hurry, Chloé, I’m not going anywhere like this, and I think that you’re staying with me.

Chloé gently unbuttoned the top of Sara’s blouse and delicately moved her fingers down to the next. One by one, the buttons were removed from their holes until a thin strip of flesh was exposed from Sara’s neck to her waist. Chloé then softly ran her right forefinger down the gap, causing shivers to run along Sara’s spine. That feels so good Chloé, and you’ve barely even started on me. Chloé then untied the ropes that bound Sara’s arms to her body, above and below her breasts, and then pushed Sara’s blouse back until it was resting on her bound elbows.

Then Chloé’s fingers took hold of the front of Sara’s black bra and gently unhooked the clasp at the front. The two cups were pulled to the side, exposing her captive woman’s nipples and Sara was fixated with looking at the mirror and watching as she was undressed. The straps were pulled down Sara’s arms until the bra rested on her blouse.

Chloé went behind Sara and untied the knot on the rope that held her elbows together. The rope was quickly unwound and the blouse was pulled down to her wrists, along with the bra. Chloé pulled Sra’s elbows together and retied them using the same rope as before. The chest rope was again wrapped above and below Sara’s breasts, pinning her upper arms to her body. That is very clever, Chloé. I have had no chance of escape whatsoever, and I am already topless. I guess that the rest will be easy.

First the rope around Sara’s wrists and hips was removed, and then the rope around Sara’s wrists was untied, with Chloé holding Sara’s wrists firmly so as to make any chance of getting free impossible. With my upper arms bound, I have no leverage to fight back with. The blouse and bra was slipped off her wrists and Chloé wrapped, cinched and firmly knotted the rope, binding Sara’s wrists together. I didn’t think that Chloé could manage it, but I’m bound and topless!

“Did you enjoy that, Madame Sara?” Chloé asked. Sara nodded, taking in the view. “The rest of this is easy compared to removing your top. I will turn you to the front, so you can better watch the second part. Chloé gently turned Sara so that she was facing the mirror, and the woman blushed as she watched the slight sway of her breasts as she moved. Chloé unfastened the clasp on Sara’s skirt and the garment slid off her onto the floor. The ropes around Sara’s thighs and knees were removed, and Sara blushed as her stockings were rolled down to below her knees, and her panties were slid down to her ankles, exposing her mound of Venus. The ropes were then retied above and below Sara’s knees, and at the mid thigh, followed by the rope that tied Sara’s wrists to her hips

“Time for you to sit down on the bed, my sweet captive.” Sara sat down, a little ungainly as she was securely bound, and Chloé then removed the rope around her ankles. The panties were removed first, followed by the right and left boots being unzipped and gently pulled off Sara’s feet, and finally the stockings were softly rolled off. The ankle rope was then used to firmly bind Sara’s ankles, and Sara was as helpless as before, but completely in the nude.

“See Madame Sara, I have undressed you, and you had no chance of escape at any time. Now, I will lie you on the bed for a little entertainment.” Chloé lifted Sara’s legs and turned her until the bound woman was lying on her back on the bed, with her ankles near the bottom of the bed. The end of a length of rope was tied to Sara’s ankles, the other end was tied to the foot of the bed, and then the sleep mask was again placed over her eyes. Sara sighed and writhed slowly on the bed with her sight and ability to move taken from her, and with the fire in her intimacy glowing stronger.

“I can see that you are longing for my touch, Madame Sara. You will not be denied.” Sara gasped as she felt the gentle touch of lips on her neck as fingers delicately traced paths over her body. The fingers moved to her abdomen and the kisses moved to between her breasts, arousing Sara’s passion and desire. She arched her body as she felt sweet, tender kisses along the mounds of her breasts and the first caress of her womanhood. You are so pleasurable and teasing in your touches, Chloé. I wish I could spend the weekend with you, but that would be unfair on James. The caresses were stronger and faster, and kisses were being placed in a ring around Sara’s nipples, eliciting moans from the helplessly aroused captive.

Moment by moment, Sara felt her body move ever closer to that so needed climax, where she would feel nothing but bliss. Her intimacy was on fire, and her nipples were being constantly sucked and teased.Please give me my release Chloé, my body aches for it. The kisses on her breasts became more passionate still and the caresses were taking her body to fever pitch. Just a little more and I will be there. Sara pressed her hips up in time with the caresses, intensifying the experience and bringing her to the edge of her release.

Then the kisses and the caresses stopped!

“Noph! Noph! NOOOPH!” Sara bucked and writhed on the bed as her chance of fulfilment was taken away from her. I was so close! You can’t do this to me! I’m on fire! She twisted in her ropes but there was no chance of freedom, and she was left in a torment of pleasure.


“Now that I have your attention Sara, I have a request for you. James and I would like you to stay with us for the weekend.” Sara screamed as there was a caress on her womanhood, teasing her with its softness. “You could say no, but then I would just leave you in this state until you changed your mind. So, will you stay with us for the weekend?”

You did this deliberately, Chloé! You took me to this state just so I would have no choice but to accept the offer. I don’t want to impose on you two, but this ache in my body leaves me with no alternative. You win. Sara nodded her head in defeat.

“Thank you Sara, I knew that you would say yes.” Chloé said, teasing her captive. Sara sighed with relief as kisses were again landing on her breasts, and soft, slow caresses touched her intimacy, taking her closer to her fulfilment. The caresses grew in speed and strength, and the intensity of the kisses increased, again taking her to the edge.

The caresses concentrated on the ‘bulls-eye’ of her intimacy and Sara felt like she was going to fly apart from her feelings.

“GOPHHHHHHH! Sara screamed the feeling of joy engulfed her being, turning her into a shaking, convulsing vessel of bliss. She was almost unaware of the cuddles and kisses from her captor as she twisted and writhed in her orgasm…


She became aware of gentle caresses through her hair, and gentle kisses on her cheeks. “You are finally back, Sara. I thought that you were never going to stop.” Sara felt the straps at the back of her neck being unbuckled, and a moment later her mouth was free of the ball.

“Thank you, Chloé. You were absolutely wonderful.” Sara blushed.

“I think that the credit is due to your altered DNA, rather than my abilities in love-making, Sara.” Chloé removed the sleep mask from Sara’s eyes, allowing her to see again. “I think that we should just embrace and kiss for a while, until you get your strength back.”

Sara nodded and closed her eyes. I agree Chloé, I am really drained when this happens to me. She felt arms around her and sweet kisses on her lips, which helped her to relax…

The rumbling in Sara’s stomach took her to full wakefulness. “Sorry about that Chloé, it seems that my body has a mind of its own nowadays.”

“That is okay, Sara. I purchased some bread, butter and some cold meats, so I will be able to make some very nice sandwiches. I do have another request to make, if I may be so bold?”

“Request away, Chloé. I would be unable to stop you, given my present situation, anyway.”

“I noticed that we are the same size Sara, and I purchased a few items of clothing that I think would suit you very much. May I dress you in them?”

Certainly Chloé, I should like that. May I make a request in return?”

“Oui, Sara. I am interested to hear what you wish.”

“In my wardrobe, on the right, there is an item that I purchased, but never opened. I was always too scared to wear it, but I think that it would look perfect on you.”

“Oui Sara, I would be very happy to wear it, but first I must put your outfit on. I will blindfold you first, so that you cannot see the outfit.” Chloé untied the rope that held Sara’s ankles to the foot of the bed, and then moved her legs so that her feet were on the floor, placing her in a sitting position. The sleep mask was picked up and placed over Sara’s eyes again, making her wonder just how many times that she had worn it this evening.

“I am going to get your outfit Sara, and I should be no longer than a minute.” Chloé left the room, walked into the living room, picked up one of the shopping bags and returned to the bedroom.

I hope that the outfit that I’m about to wear is suitable, and not something silly. I won’t even be able to see what it is until Chloé has finished, and by then I’ll be securely bound again. Sara felt the ropes around her legs being untied, from her thighs down to her ankles. Then, what seemed to be a pair of tights were put onto her legs and rolled up to the top of her thighs. After a few minutes, her legs were bound in the same way as before, and she was then made to stand up.

The rope around her wrists and hips was removed, and Sara could feel the tights being taken up to her waist. The ropes that bound her arms and upper body were untied and she let her arms fall to her side. “Put your arms in front of you, please.” Sara did as she was asked, putting her arms out straight with her hands close together. A soft, woollen garment was put on her wrists, rolled up her arms and placed over her head and body. It’s not tight, but it does hug my body, and it gives a nice feel. Hands softly gripped her wrists, pulled her hands behind her back, and placed her forearms parallel to each other.  One piece of rope was wrapped around her right wrist and her left arm, just below the elbow, before being cinched and knotted off securely. The process was repeated with another length of rope, Sara’s left wrist and her right elbow.

I can hardly move my arms like this. It almost seems like they are locked together. Sara wriggled a little, but the ropes stayed firmly in place. Then a long piece of rope was wound around her arms and chest, above and below her breasts, taking away what little movement she had left.

“Open wide please, Sara. This will complement your clothing.” As she did so, Sara felt the familiar rubber ball in her mouth again. I wonder why Chloé has gagged me this time? The gag was buckled into place and Sara’s sleep mask was removed.

She looked in the mirror and gasped at herself! She was dressed in thick tights, and a figure hugging polar neck sweater, and both of them were the same soft pink shade as her ball-gag. “That colour looks very good on you Sara, you really should wear pink instead of black and white.” Sara blushed at Chloé’s complement, before sitting down on the bed. “I will dress into your outfit Sara, but first I must blindfold you again.” The sleep mask went over Sara’s eyes and she waited in anticipation.

Chloé quickly undressed, removing her boots, socks, dress, sweater, tights, and finally her bra and panties. She went over to the wardrobe, opened it and looked at the right, spying the item that was still in its wrapper. She noticed to the left of the item that there were various pink coloured clothes, that all looked brand new. It looks like Sara has purchased pink clothes before, but she was too timid to wear them. James saw Sara in pink once and said that she looked best in that colour. I will have to persuade her to wear pink over the weekend. Chloé then took the wrapped item out of the wardrobe and looked at the information. “Mon Dieu!” This is expensive! I can’t believe that you had this and never wore it, Sara! The material is valuable. I wish that I had shopped for something of far greater value than the sweater and tights. You even have a pink version in the wardrobe. Chloé carefully opened the package and removed the white, lace trimmed teddy dress that Sara had asked her to wear. She went in front of the mirror and dressed in the item, which fitted her perfectly, and only just covered her womanhood.

She walked over to Sara, removed the gag and then the mask. Sara opened her eyes and said “You look absolutely wonderful in that, Chloé. It complements you in every way.” Now it was Chloé’s turn to blush.

“You are too kind Sara, but this is so costly. I shouldn’t wear it.”

“Nonsense. These clothes are your gift to me, and that dress is my gift to you. You have been so helpful and so kind to me over these past few days, and I want you to have it as a token of my gratitude.”

“I will accept it on one condition, Sara.”

“Name it, Chloé.”

“Tomorrow, when we go to James’s house, you just wear pink. I have seen the clothes in your closet, and it is about time that you wore them.”

“Agreed, Chloé.” Sara blushed again, and her stomach rumbled once more.

“I think that supper is calling Sara. I will prepare some sandwiches and return. Don’t go anywhere.” Sara laughed at Chloé’s comment, as Chloé left the room.

After about ten minutes, Chloé brought in the finished sandwiches and the wine, and Sara enjoyed being fed by her captor. After a long time, the meal was eventually finished, and Sara was feeling tired, letting out a long yawn.

“I’m sorry, Chloé, but it has been a long day. I must ask one thing before I go to sleep. Is it okay to sleep like this?”

Chloé lay Sara down in a comfortable position on the bed. “I have spent the night asleep in the same bondage, Sara. Do not worry, it is safe. If you have any problems during the night, I will untie you.” Chloé lay down beside Sara and gently cuddled her.

“Thank you Chloé, I am forever grateful for your kindness.” Sara’s eyes closed and soon she drifted off to sleep.

I am the one who is grateful Sara, especially after you saved the relationship between myself and James. Soon however, Chloé also fell asleep...

Dominated by DNA Part 18


Anne cleared her throat. “Several months ago, rumours began circulating about a chemical substance nicknamed ‘Parlour’. There were three stories linked to this name. One was that it was a new kind of designer narcotic, another was that it was a sex drug and the third option was a weapon. I’m sorry for repeating this part Chloé, but it is important.”

“The reference of Parlour is obvious, Anne. ‘Come into my Parlour, said the spider to the fly’.” Chloé commented.

“That’s true, with our present knowledge. Your information and help has been invaluable Chloé, and that’s why I’m telling you all of this. The FBI needed to get someone into GEN-DAWN to monitor the situation and to find out what is truly happening. Putting an experienced agent in there would stick out like a sore thumb, so  my superiors decided that they needed someone who would stick out, but for a different reason. When you two applied for a course at the local college, it was an opportunity that they couldn’t ignore.”

Anne paused for a moment. “Chloé, your name flagged up with a tag connected to mine. When they saw Angela’s name turn up as well, it meant that we would have the perfect cover. One student would get a position at the research centre.”

“That was risky though, Anne.” Chloé said. “After I applied, I found that the positions were full and we were rejected. If it hadn’t been for the mistake and the two extra fully funded courses...” Chloé’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and then a suspicion ran through her mind. “There wasn’t a mistake, the FBI had the two extra spaces added and funded them just so that we would turn up. It was too good a chance to miss.”

“You are right Chloé, and I’m sorry about that. We had two foreign students to choose from, as a French or German student couldn’t possibly be an agent. I approached Angela the first week she was here. The only reason we approached Angela instead of you was so that we could play on people’s stereotypes. Had you gone in, the men would have been buzzing around you because of the ‘Ooh la la factor’. Angela could play the curt Teutonic German, and keep people at arm’s length. This has worked out very well. The director’s son and the director know about this, and spread the story that Angela obtained her position by sleeping with the director’s son.”

“When I checked through the normal files, I discovered about the sex drug tests that were being performed.” Angela said. “I spoke with Anne and we came to the conclusion that there was more to this than the drug.”

“It was due to intelligence reports about ‘Parlour’ that changed the situation, Chloé.” Anne said. “Terrorists would not be interested in a drug that gave women better orgasms. It was then that we felt that it was a cover for something, but we didn’t know what. Then the bottle was moved into Sara’s department on Monday.”

“Yes, the bottle that doesn’t exist.” Chloé said. “That bottle must contain an active virus.”

“Anthea said that she never saw Sara open the refrigerated unit, but she also said that she went out for lunch.” Anne thought for a moment before continuing. “Chloé, find out if Sara opened the fridge on Monday lunchtime, please. My guess is that she opened it at lunch and she became contaminated then.  The intruder was affected at lunchtime so that would indicate a time of twenty four hours between infection and activation.”

“When the police interrogated the intruder, it seems that his instructions were to restrain anyone in the room first, and once he obtained what he came for, any witnesses were ‘to be eliminated’. Chloé, Sara is alive today because she became infected. I have no doubt that the bottle was the true target of the intruder, and he would have searched the inventory and discovered it.”

“Anne, I believe that there is an old saying.” Chloé responded. “‘It’s an ill wind which blows no good’. Sara’s altered DNA proves that the virus is designed to rewrite the human genome to produce these primal pheromones. This at least has shown us how the effect works.”

“Yes, Chloé and this is what makes it such a lethal weapon.”

 “But Anne, one person is not a weapon. One person...” Chloé frowned. One person is just a problem, but what if it became more than one? “Mon Dieu! If it was used on masse, the effects could be dreadful! If it was turned into an aerosol form and sprayed into the air, you could infect a great many people!”

Anne took a deep breath. “After I gathered all of the information, I realised that as well. For an extreme example, I’ll use Manhattan Island, with a population of 1.6 million. Please note that these figures will be approximations, though. Suppose on lunchtime, the virus was released as an airborne version and covered the entire island. It would not be detected as it contains no toxic elements, and no one would present any symptoms of Illness. One day later, the adult women would feel weak and the men will be unable to control themselves. Very quickly, the entire adult female population of Manhattan are inescapably bound and gagged. Next, they would have to go through the shock of having a man ‘mate’ with them. Anyone who tries to stop them, or are even considered a threat will be ‘dealt with’ as I wanted to ‘deal’ with you two. As about a fifth of the population is under 18, you can image the casualties from this alone.”

Anne took a sip from her glass. “About half of the population is female, which comes to about 800,000. Remove the 20% of under eighteens from this and you still have 640,000 women bound and gagged on Manhattan Island. After the men have mated with them, they will be overcome by an unreasoning fear of being eaten. They will take the quickest route off the island. Many will throw themselves into the water if they cannot get off the bridges which will be packed with panicking males. People with firearms would use them to clear a path for themselves.”

“Then the authorities would send people to find out what was happening. As soon as they come into contact with the pheromones, which could be covering the island given the amount of women producing them, they will succumb and just add to the chaos. Then, people with chemical and biological protection suits would need to enter the area with detectors to try and find out what is happening. As it is a normal pheromone, and not a toxin, it would take time to detect.”

Anne paused for another drink. “Eventually, they detect the pheromone if they’re lucky, and they proceed with full protection. They have to get through the chaos and start to rescue the women. Soon, they detect that the pheromones have stopped and they remove the gear so that they can work faster. The women that are rescued are taken away from the island are taken to hospitals, schools and other locations.”

Anne stopped. “Then the hammer blow would come. About eighteen to twenty four hours later, the effect would start again. The full team of rescue workers in Manhattan would be overwhelmed and be of no further use. The rescued women would find themselves in exactly the same situation that they were before and there would be chaos in New York. Overall, we would need to effectively rescue at least 9,000 women per hour from the island, and I doubt that we could even manage half of that.”

Angela looked puzzled. “Why 9,000 an hour? Surely we wouldn’t need to rescue that many?”

Chloé thought for a second. “Because that is the number you would have to aim for to rescue the helpless population in three days. After that, the women would start dying of thirst.” Chloé’s expression changed to one of sheer horror. “Bigre! Anne, you are talking about the deaths of many people! I understand why you called it a weapon.”

Anne looked worried. “If it wasn’t for Sara’s contamination and your information, we wouldn’t have worked this out. At least we can comprehend the threat that we are up against. We may even be able to work out a detection system which will dispense the counter agent that Miss Smith is working on. We are forewarned at the very least, and that is something to be thankful for.”

Anne stood up and walked over to Chloé. “Chloé, I cannot thank you enough for your help in this matter. I must ask you to observe Sara over the weekend, as any further knowledge may be invaluable.”

“I have only played a very small part in this, Anne. You and Angela have gathered far more information. My contribution is only a minor one.”

“It is your knowledge that made the pieces fit together. Chloé, please believe me when I say that you may have helped to save the lives of hundreds of thousands of people.”

Chloé blushed at Anne’s comment. “If you say so Anne, but it does not feel like I have done anything special.”

“That’s how it always feels at this point Chloé, but things are going to move rapidly now. Angela, is Miss Smith still working on that counter agent?”

“Yes Anne, she told me that she will work on it for as long as she is able. Miss Smith wished that she had certain experts working with her and some extra equipment, though.” answered Angela.

“Does she have anybody in mind? Because whoever she wants, she will have, because that counteragent research is vital for security. When we have left, I will call her and get the personnel required.” Anne picked up a piece of paper and a pen, and then wrote down a telephone number. “This is my contact number, Chloé. You can call me any time of the day or night.  How do you plan to keep an eye on Sara over the weekend?”

“I have already planned to convince her how good it would be to spend the weekend with James and I, with her as a tied up captive. We could keep an eye on her, plus she won’t be alone here. Angela has the address if you need it.”

“Thank you Chloé, I don’t want anything bad to happen to Sara as a result of her getting inadvertently involved in this situation.”

Angela’s phone rang. “Hello, this is Angela here. Oh hello Miss Smith, did you get the bottle? OMG! That’s horrible! There’s absolutely no material that you can use in your research? That is bad news.” Angela looked at Anne. “Someone has added acid to the compound, and destroyed the virus. The only available material is Sara’s blood.”

“Could you hand your phone to me please, Angela.” Anne took the phone and held it to her ear. “Good evening Miss Smith, I am Agent Duncombe. I am informed that you require certain experts and equipment to speed up your research. I will give you a number to call, and they will assist you in obtaining anything that you need. Thank you for your assistance.” Anne then gave Miss Smith the number. “Do you have it written down? Good, is there anything else you need? I understand, you need to test the counter agent using a full adult subject. I have experienced the effect of the chemicals, and though I hate the idea of losing control, I hate the idea of subjecting someone else to this even more. Goodbye Miss Smith.” Anne ended the call and handed the phone back to Angela.

Chloé looked at Anne in surprise. “You are going to experience the siren’s call again?”

Anne looked back. “Chloé, I do not want to put someone else in that position. It was such a horrible experience, but having another person take my place is even worse.” Anne stood up and picked up her bag, and Angela stood up as well. “Now, unless there is anything else that you can contribute Chloé, I think that it’s time that we left.”

“I cannot think of anything right now, Anne. Maybe when I have had a good night’s sleep, a new detail may come to mind.”

Chloé stood up and walked to the apartment door, followed by Anne and Angela. “I hope that you can find out who is behind this, Anne. Whoever it is makes a television villain look like a boy scout.” Chloé said as she opened the door.

“I’m sure that we will find the person responsible, Chloé. It shouldn’t take long, now that we have the additional information. Anyway, goodnight and have fun with Sara.”

“Goodnight Chloé.” said Angela. “I hope that life can get back to normal after this.”

“Goodnight Angela, and good luck.” Anne and Angela walked out of the apartment and down the corridor, with Chloé closing the door behind them. This is a lot to take in, and I cannot even speak to James or Sara about it. Chloé took the glasses to the kitchen, washed then, dried them and put them away.

“Chloé, are you there? Chloé?” Sara’s voice made Chloé jump.  I think that it is time to continue entertaining Sara.

Chloé opened the bedroom door and sat down on the bed beside Sara...

Dominated by DNA Part 17


“I presume that this concerns what has happened to Sara.” Chloé said. “In which case, discussing this matter in the doorway would be unadvisable. Please enter and go directly to the living room. It will be safe as I cannot smell anything from there now.” Anne walked in through the door followed by Angela, and Chloé then closed the door.

The three ladies then entered the living room, Anne first, Angela second and Chloé last. “Would you like to use the armchair, Agent Duncombe?” Chloé asked.

“Yes thank you, and please call me Anne. Agent Duncombe becomes too much of a mouthful over time.” Anne sat down in the chair facing the couch.

“Angela, if you would sit on the left side of the couch.” Angela did as Chloé requested and Chloé sat on the right. “I am forgetting my manners, Anne. Would you and Angela like something to drink?”

“That’s very kind of you Chloé, but Angela and I had a coffee before we came.” Anne answered. “Now to get to business. I hate to sound dramatic, but everything that is said in here must remain secret. Chloé, could you tell me everything that you know concerning Sara’s situation?”

Chloé told Anne everything that she knew, about what had happened this week. She covered what James had told her, and her own personal theory about the spider DNA. Then she talked about rescuing Sara from her next door neighbour, Janet. Finally, Anne was told about tonight’s reaction.

“Thank you Chloé, this all seems to fit.” Anne said. “The problem seems to be much bigger than I first thought.”

“Problem? Anne, what is happening? You make it sound as is something very ominous is at the centre of all of this.” Chloé asked.

“It seems that something is rotten at the core of GEN-DAWN. It may only be a single person though. Chloé, there have been rumours circulating about a new chemical being developed at the research centre. It has varied from being a designer narcotic, a new type of sex drug, or even a destructive biological weapon. When Angela discovered about the failed test, we felt it might be the second. This would just be a minor transgression and not worth prosecuting. Sara’s condition suggests that the third option may be true.”

“You cannot be suggesting that Sara is a type of weapon. That is impossible.” Chloé said, looking at Anne in surprise.

“My superiors are of a similar position. They do not believe the stories they have been told when people have acted insanely. They think that the tales have been hyped up, and there is no chance of such behaviour.” Anne thought for a second. “When we went to the living room, you wanted to make sure that we were safe, correct?”

“Oui, Anne. I have seen the actions of Janet under Sara’s ‘glamour’ and I was lucky in stopping her.” Chloé answered.

Anne took her smartphone out of her bag. “It that case, we have an opportunity in gathering video evidence of the pheromone effect, which I can send to my superiors and convince them of the risk. This is a custom device, which higher sound quality and resolution than any normal phone. Angela, I want you to record my actions as I am ‘charmed’ by Sara. I’m sure that I will be able to resist the worst of the effect, and maintain control.” Anne stood up and gave the device to Angela before sitting back down.

“Anne, may I ask you a serious question?” Chloé asked. “It isn’t a security matter.”

“Unless I have to compromise anything, I’ll answer you. Ask away, Chloé.” Anne answered.

Chloé took a deep breath “If you wanted to kill us, how long would it take you?”

Angela went visibly pale and Anne looked shocked. “That is a serious question, Chloé.” Anne thought for a second. “To be honest, about two seconds. That is armed or unarmed, considering your abilities. I’m sorry Chloé, but there was no nice way to answer you.”

“In which case, once you are affected our life spans will last two seconds after that.” Chloé said. “Believe me when I say that you will not be yourself, and that you will consider us a threat.”

Anne noted the look on Chloé’s face. “You really do mean it, Chloé. It is hard to believe what you tell me, though. It’s almost like you’re claiming that Sara is some kind of siren who lures sailors to their deaths!”

Siren. I know that from somewhere, I remember reading it as a child! Then Chloé remembered and the idea formed in her head a moment later.

“Fichtre! Odysseus! That is it!” Chloé shouted.

“Odysseus? I know Fichtre, but is Odysseus a new French swear word?” Anne asked.

“No, Anne. Odysseus is the name of an ancient Greek hero who was beset by many troubles during his return from the Trojan wars and finally returned to his wife, Penelope.”

“Now I know what you’re talking about. The book that I once read called him Ulysses. I do remember reading about sirens in it, although I can’t remember what happened.” Anne’s forehead furrowed as she tried to remember.

“I shall explain, Anne. The sailors were warned by Circe about the singing of the sirens, and to stuff their ears with wax. Odysseus wanted to hear the sirens’ singing, so before they approached the danger, the sailors filled their ears with wax and Odysseus was tied to the mast so that he could not get free. He tried to escape once he heard the singing, but it was impossible.”

Chloé waited for Anne to become aware of the enormity of what she was saying. Anne looked puzzled for a few seconds before it was replaced by surprise. “Chloé, you can’t mean that!”

“I do mean it Anne. The only safe way to hear the song of the siren is to be securely bound.” Chloé replied. “There is no other way if you want this data.”

Anne thought for a few seconds. “I need to make a phone call. Angela, may I have my phone back?” Angela returned Anne’s phone. Anne brought up a number and made the call. “Excuse me is ‘Mr Smith’ there. Hello, it’s Agent Duncombe here. I have an opportunity to obtain first hand evidence of the effect of the ‘item’ with myself as the ‘guinea pig’, but there is a problem. As I have been informed that I will be a lethal risk to those around me, I will have to be securely restrained. Yes Sir, I trust them and if I am right it will be worth the risk. Thank you Sir. This information will be invaluable. Goodbye and sorry for troubling you, Sir.” Anne disconnected the call and handed the phone to Angela.

Anne then stood up, took off her shoulder bag and put it on the floor by the chair. “Please do not go in it. I know how to open it properly, but you do not.”

Chloé looked at the bag. “I presume that the results would be ‘unpleasant’ to say the least.”

“Yes, Chloé. Now, how would you like me to be positioned while you tie me up?” Anne asked.

Chloé stood up. “On the right side of the couch on the edge, with your back to the left side please, Anne.”

Anne did as Chloé asked. “Now, cross your wrists with your right hand over your left.” Anne placed her hands in the way that Chloé asked. Anne took a length of rope and wrapped it horizontally and vertically around Anne’s wrists before cinching the bonds and knotting the rope firmly. A length of rope was wrapped around Anne’s wrists and her back, tying her hands to the small of her back. A long piece was used to tie Anne’s arms to her chest, above and below her breasts, before being cinched between the arms and the body.

Chloé took two more pieces out of the bag. First Anne’s ankles were bound together, and then her legs were tied below the knee. “That will be sufficient for you, Anne. Wait, just one last thing.” Chloé reached into the bag and brought out a roll of white microfoam tape.

“I don’t think that I need to be gagged Chloé, after all, I need to be able to speak about my feelings.”

“I am not going to gag you, Anne. Please make your hands into a fist, please.” Anne did so and Chloé wrapped her hands up using the tape.

“You really are serious about this Chloé, there is no chance of me being able to escape. Angela, press the camera icon on the front and then press the red button.”

Angela fumbled with the camera and then there was a beep. “Action.” Angela said, holding up the camera.

Anne took a deep breath. “I am Agent Duncombe, and we are about to test the effects of ‘Parlour’ on a living adult, namely myself. I have been securely bound, so that I am no threat to the others. Chloé will help move me to the area of ‘contamination’ and Angela will record its effects on me. Chloé, if you would be so good as to help me up and out of the room.” Chloé gently took hold of Anne and helped her to her feet and supported her as she shuffled slowly out of the living room.

“I am feeling a little trepidation as I approach the bedroom. I don’t know how close I will have to be before I am ‘drugged’ by the pheromones. Chloé, Angela, be warned. If what Chloé says is true, I will try to intimidate you by whatever means necessary. Whatever happens, do not free me.” Anne shuffled ever closer to the bedroom, with a look of worry on her face.

“I think that you will enter the area in a few more feet.” Chloé took a few steps ahead and smelt the air. It was like breathing in a strong scent. “I will take you to here Anne, this will be close enough.” Chloé helped Anne get to the spot quickly.

“Why, it smells like... sorry Chloé, I feel absolutely nothing. You can untie me now.” Anne said. Could I be wrong? Is Anne immune, or the pheromone weakening? Then Chloé caught a movement out of the side of her eye and looked behind Anne’s back.

Anne’s hands were writhing frantically in an effort to get free!

“You do not need to be freed here, Anne. I will take you back to the living room first.” Chloé said. I must be sure of this, if I offer to free her back in the living room, Anne would be satisfied with that.

“There’s no need to waste any more time on this, Chloé. Just free me here, I am perfectly okay.” Anne replied.

“It would be easier if I untied you in the living room, Anne.” Chloé took hold of Anne’s arms. “I will take you back now.”

“I don’t want to be untied there. I want to be untied here! Now you follow my orders little girl, or you will be in big trouble!” Anne started to shout at Chloé.

This just confirms it. Oh Anne, I am so sorry for you. “We are following your orders, not to free you.” Chloé explained.

“I’m giving you new orders! Can’t you get that through your head, you STUPID FRENCH TART! If you do not untie me right now, I will have you shot for TREASON! I know what your game is, you whore! You want Sara all too yourself! I’m the one who should mate with her, not some piece of scum like you!”

You really are not yourself, are you? I know that you do not mean those insults, but you may have problems forgiving yourself. “You are not being untied here, Anne.”

“Listen, you slut! If you do not untie me right now, I will have all of your friends slowly TORTURED TO DEATH!” Anne seemed like she was going to froth at the mouth.

“Angela, Anne is clearly unresponsive to rational thought. Please note that the target subject is under the complete control of the pheromone. Anne, calm down or I will have to scare you into submission.”

“You don’t scare me, little girl. When I get free, I will enjoy doing things to you that only exist in your WILDEST NIGHTMARES!” Anne screamed at Chloé, her face twisted into an expression of pure rage.

“I am so sorry for what I am about to do. Angela, make sure that this part is recorded. I need you to concentrate on Anne’s face.” Angela held the phone closer. “Now listen, Anne! If you do not behave, I will drag you into the bedroom and put you on the bed with you still bound! I will free Sara, and watch as she rips your heart from your chest and the last thing that you will see is your still-beating heart being devoured in front of you!”

In an instant, Anne’s face from fury to one of utter fear! “Please don’t Chloé! Don’t feed me to her! I’ll do whatever you want, you can have anything you want! Just please don’t let her eat me!” Anne started to sob in fear.

“Okay, Anne. We are going back into the living room. You are to offer no resistance. If you do, Sara is going to have a nice supper.” Anne nodded in agreement, with fear still in her eyes. Chloé took hold of Anne and they slowly moved into the living room. “As you can see, the subject is consumed with an unreasoning fear when faced with the threat of being eaten.

Soon Anne was back in the living room and Chloé sat her on the couch. “Angela, open the windows and switch the fan on. Make sure that it points at Anne, so that the pheromones are blown off her body. Now we have to wait until Anne is back to normal.”

After about five minutes, Anne’s face changed from fear to sorrow. “Oh Chloé! I’m so sorry for what I said to you! You must hate me right now!”

“I think that Anne is back to normal Chloé, perhaps we should untie her.” Angela said.

“Don’t Angela. You don’t know that I’m safe! I don’t know that I’m safe! I could be lying to myself in order to deceive you.” Anne replied.

“Anne, that self-doubt proves that you are okay. I will untie you as you seem to be like Janet was when the effect wore off on her.” Chloé untied Anne’s legs, then her body ropes, and finally removed the rope and tape from her hands.

Chloé waited a few seconds. “We are still alive, so that proves you are back to normal, Anne.”

“Chloé, I hope that you can forgive me for all of the awful things that I said to you. I would understand if you never want to speak to me again.”

“Anne, there is nothing to forgive. You were not under your own control. Now, shouldn’t you be sending that video to someone?”

“Yes, Chloé. Could you hand me the phone please, Angela.” Angela gave the phone to Anne. “Thank you. I hope I never have to go through that again.” She went through the buttons and sent the recorded video. “It won’t take long, this phone has certain priorities. There, it’s already sent. We may have to wait a little while for the response, so could I have a glass of water, Chloé?” Chloé went into the kitchen, filled up three glasses with water, carried them back into the living room and gave Anne and Angela a glass each.

“That’s a horrible weapon, Chloé.” Anne said with a very worried look on her face. Weapon? How could this be a weapon?

“Pardon me Anne, but how could Sara be a weapon?” Chloé asked.

“It’s not Sara that’s the weapon, it’s the virus that’s infected her. If I get permission, I’ll bring you in on this completely.” Anne explained. A minute later, Anne’s phone rang. “Hello? Yes Sir, It was a horrible experience. I am convinced that had I not been securely bound, I would have killed Chloé and Angela. I agree, Sir, unfortunately my worst theory is the right one. Had Sara not been infected, we would have known nothing about it until the first terrorist attack, and even after that we would not have know what to do. At least we have some idea what we are up against. Yes Sir, Chloé has been extremely helpful and has shown that she can be trusted. I think that she needs to be fully informed, as she and Angela are immune because of their age. You can be sure that she will be briefed on the mission after this call. Thank you for trusting my judgement Sir, goodbye for now.” Anne put her phone back down.

“Chloé, I underestimated the situation when I said great importance. It is now of the gravest importance, and I need you to work with me...”

Dominated by DNA Part 16


“Was Angela rude to you in there, Chloé? You do seem to be a little distracted.” Sara said as they walked to the car.

“She was very curt with me Sara. I presume that she is the same with others.” Chloé replied.

“Maybe you need a little shopping therapy to lift your spirits, I know that I could do with some.” Sara looked down at the clock, which showed a green light. “I’m still safe for a few hours at least. Could you come with me Chloé? I would feel much safer knowing that I am in the company of someone who’s immune to my ‘charm’ so to speak.”

“Yes Sara, I will go with you. If the light does change, I will ‘claim’ you and get you to safety. It would be safer though, if you get home before you become a ‘bondage magnet’ for the adult population.”

The two ladies got into the car and spent the next two hours shopping. Chloé remained quiet at first, but gradually became talkative, and made use of the time to purchase some extra items. This should make the afternoon and evening even more interesting. It seemed like two hours had gone by in a flash, and Chloé became a little worried about Sara’s safety. “I think that we should go to your place Sara, before people become ‘interested’ in you.”

“I’m sorry Chloé, I wasn’t paying attention to the time and when I ‘change’ you would be put at risk as well. We had better get back to the car.” They picked up the last of the items, returned to the car, and then travelled back to Sara’s apartment. Sara carried her items in and Chloé carried her shopping bags, plus the bag that was prepared at James’s house.

“Wold you like a coffee Chloé?” Sara said as she put down the bags and entered the kitchen.

“Yes please, Sara. Is it all right if I sit down on your couch?” Chloé asked as she took her bags into the living room, put them on the left side of the couch, and then placed the clock on the table.

“Sure Chloé, make yourself at home. What’s mine is yours.” Sara answered. Chloé sat on the left side of the couch, pondering about how she would make her move. I don’t want to do anything that would alarm Sara and make her uncomfortable, as that would end any chance of a pleasant evening. The best option would be to bring it up in casual conversation and see how Sara reacts.

A minute later, Sara brought in two large cups of coffee, put them on the coffee table and sat to Chloé’s right before picking up a cup. “I suppose you’ll want to return to James after finishing your drink, I don’t want you to miss any time with James on account of my situation.”

Chloé took her cup in both hands and took a sip. “James has classes today and he will be busy late into the evening, so I have no reason to return to the house. Plus, it may be a good idea to stay with you so that your situation can be monitored. This is of course if you do not mind the company. After all, you two are the only new friends I have in this town.”

“Of course you can stay Chloé, I would enjoy the company very much. James mentioned that you recently arrived in America, and that you were virtually alone.” Sara responded.

“I’ve been in the United States for a while Sara, but I recently moved here as a local collage offered a special course. It is data search, retrieval and analysis, but to be more honest, it is just a ‘Librarian’ course. I work as a librarian, as well as studying.”

“What is your area of study Chloé, if it is okay to ask?”

“I am a Literature Major, which is compatible with my work. I was very lucky to be on this course. When I had applied, the positions were full and I was turned down. A week later, I was contacted about whether I still wanted to go on the course, as there had been a mistake and there were two extra positions available, plus the course was paid for. This was a chance that I could not afford to miss, especially with the fact that I would not have to pay.” That was very fortunate, both Angela and I could save money as these extra positions were funded.

“Did you have any friends at your original location, Chloé? I know that I shouldn’t be curious and I can understand if you don’t want to answer.”

“Yes, but I had to leave them for this course. I have another month at most here, and then I can return to them. I keep in regular contact, but it is not the same. If I went to visit them, I am not sure that I would be able to return to my studies. James made my studies bearable at first, and since then we have grown very close. Even when I return to my friends, I will make arrangements for us to be together whenever possible.”

“How did you get to mix with your friends at your previous place, if it’s okay to ask?”

“It actually started at the library. There were these three students who needed help for an assignment for their French class. One of them asked me if I could be of help and I said yes. When I visited them, I also found out that they enjoyed ‘jeu de ligotage’ and we became friends. I showed them how good I was at tying them up, and they tied me up as well. I hope that I haven’t shocked you Sara.” I will have to see what Sara’s reaction is to this.

“Not at all Chloé. I played a few tying up games as a child., but as an adult I had experiences that were not that good. I was tied up with scarves, and all the men could think of was their own pleasure. In fact the first time that I have had a good bondage love session was with James.” Oh no, I shouldn’t have said that, Chloé will be furious with me! “I’m so sorry Chloé, I shouldn’t have said that. You must be so angry with me.”

“I am not Sara. I just think that James is a very lucky man to have made love to you.”

“Chloé, you almost sound like you are jealous.”

“I will be honest with you Sara. I am jealous of James as he had a chance of tying you up and making love to you. I wish I could do the same.” Have I made a mistake in making my feelings clear? I may have frightened Sara and ended any chance that I had.

“Chloé, you rescued me yesterday, and I am very thankful for that. If you wish to tie me up, I give you my full consent. I’m sure that you will be just as good a captor as James.” You seem very nervous Chloé, and this may be the best way of putting you at your ease.

“Thank you Sara, but are you sure? I do not want to push you into this.”

“I’m ready Chloé. I really want to experience your skills properly, as yesterday was an emergency.” Sara finished her coffee. “I’ll just take the cups out and we can begin when I’m back in.” Sara took Chloé’s empty cup, went to the kitchen, dropped the cups in the sink and returned to the living room.

“Now, what should I do? Would you like me to sit on the couch with my hands behind my back and my back to you, like I did with James?” Sara asked.

“Yes Sara, that position would make it easier for me to tie you up.” Chloé answered, taking six lengths of rope from the special bag. The first piece was wrapped around Sara’s wrists, then cinched and tied firmly. Sara’s elbows were pulled together so that they touched and Chloé used a second length of the rope to gently but securely bind the elbows.

“I have no chance of escape with my arms bound like this Chloé, you are very good at tying someone up.” Sara said.

“Thank you Sara. If any ropes are tied too tightly, please inform me. I do not want to hurt you in any way.” Chloé positioned Sara so that her bottom was on the edge of the couch. “I am going to bind your legs together Sara, so do not be alarmed.”

As Chloé set to work on binding Sara’s legs, Sara asked a question. “I’m a forty year old washed up hag. Why would you want to tie me up?”

Chloé had finished tying Sara’s ankles together and was starting on her knees. “You are a beautiful and attractive mature woman, Sara. Forty years young would be correct, and I consider myself to be fortunate that you are allowing me to place you in bondage.” Sara’s legs were bound below and above the knee. Chloé then used the sixth length to tie Sara’s legs at the mid thigh. “I am going to tie your arms to your body now, Sara.” Chloé took out two longer lengths of rope. One length was wrapped around Sara’s chest and arms above and below her breasts, and the second was used to bind her wrists to her hips.

“Have you finished tying me up, Chloé?” Sara asked.

“Oui Sara, I hope that the ropes are comfortable on your body.”

“They are very comfy, Chloé. It feels like I’m being hugged all over. Is that what you feel when you’re tied up?”

“Oui. That is one of the reasons why I enjoy ligotage.” Chloé answered.

“Are you going to make love to me now?”

“No, Sara. I am just going to keep you tied up for a while.” Chloé answered. “We can make love in a few hours’ time. I have something else for you before that.” Chloé walked over to one of the other bags.

“Is it something to tease or torment me with?” Sara asked her captor.

“It is for your pleasure but not the sexual kind.” Chloé answered, taking out a bottle of red wine, two wine glasses and a box of chocolates. She put Sara on the left side of the couch, and sat down on the right. “This will be an afternoon of wine, chocolate, kisses and caresses.” she said, opening the bottle and pouring wine into the two glasses.

“Take a drink, Sara.” Chloé said, holding the glass up to Sara’s lips. She took several sips before stopping, and Chloé put the glass down. Then she took a drink from her own glass. ”Let me know when you want another. Now for a chocolate. Let it slid around your mouth and let it melt slowly.” She picked up a chocolate, Sara opened her mouth, and Chloé placed it between her lips. Sara did as Chloé suggested and took pleasure as she spread the chocolate.

After she finished the chocolate, Sara asked for another drink of wine. Chloé held the glass up to her mouth and Sara sipped some more of the wine. Another chocolate followed, with wine after it. This went on for a long while, with Sara enjoying every moment of her captivity.

“I never thought that just being tied up could be so nice, Chloé. I just want to thank you for making my afternoon so enjoyable.” I so much want you to kiss me right now.

“It is my pleasure, Sara. I wanted to provide you with a new experience.” Chloé replied.  “Would you like any more wine?”

“Only the wine on your lips, Chloé.” Sara closed her eyes and parted her lips, anticipating Chloé’s next action. I hope that Chloé doesn’t get annoyed at me for this.

Chloé embraced Sara softly and gently kissed her on the lips. Sara revelled in the moment, enjoying being kissed by the beautiful young lady. The young lady continued to kiss Sara as she ran her fingers through Sara’s hair. Soon Chloé slowly explored Sara’s mouth with her tongue. Sara caressed Chloé’s tongue with her own and soon they sat there with their tongues intertwined.

Sara felt Chloé’s right hand caress her upper body and then her breasts. This is wonderful and so pleasurable. Chloé really knows how to make love to a helpless woman. After several more minutes, Chloé stopped and pulled back, leaving Sara wanting more.

“I hope that my kissing has not been too bad, Madame Sara.” Chloé said.

“That was incredible, Chloé! If they ever need the term ‘French Kiss’ illustrated in a dictionary, you would be a perfect example.” Sara replied. Chloé blushed at this compliment.

“I am glad that you are enjoying your bondage, Sara. Now to get back to the attraction.” Chloé leaned forward and Sara closed her eyes. The kisses were even sweeter than before, with Chloé expertly caressing Sara’s thighs and body This is turning out to be a great afternoon. I’ll just let Chloé lead on this as she knows what she is doing.

The gentle loving from Chloé continued for a long time, until Sara felt an explosion of desire within her. It was so strong that her body arched on the couch nearly throwing Chloé off. “Fichtre! I’m sorry Sara, I did not mean to hurt you.”

Sara opened her eyes and looked at Chloé. “It’s not your fault, it’s just that this intense feeling of need for release has come from nowhere.” Then she looked at the clock and Chloé followed her gaze.

The light on the clock was a bright red!

“It seems that you are advertising for compatible adult mates, Sara. I think it would be better if I help you to the bedroom.”

Sara nodded in agreement. “This is so overpowering, Chloé. Every inch of me is screaming for orgasm, and you are the only person who can help me.” Chloé stood up and put the clock in the bag for Sara’s items, before helping Sara up off the couch.

“The clock needs to go with you, as it is your monitor.” Chloé looped the bag handle around her left wrist and supported Sara with her arms. “If you make little hops, we can get to the bedroom much faster.” Chloé said. Sara took very small hops, but soon managed larger ones. “That is better Sara, this will be quicker than untying you.”

After a few minutes, Sara made it to the bedroom. Chloé quickly helped Sara onto the bed and then placed the clock on the bedside table. When Chloé returned to Sara, she saw that the poor woman was writhing uncontrollably on the bed and gritting her teeth. “Please help me Chloé, I think that I’m going to break my teeth!”

“Just wait a moment Sara, I have something that can help you.” Chloé reached into the bag and brought out a large pink ball-gag. “Open your mouth as wide as possible.” Sara did so, but she could only keep her mouth open for a moment. “Try again.” Chloé said, holding the ball right in front of Sara’s mouth. Sara opened her mouth again and Chloé quickly inserted the ball. A few seconds later, the gag was securely buckled into place.

Thank you Chloé, I thought I was really going to be in trouble. I don’t think that I can stop myself from writhing, though!

Sara found herself being rolled onto her front as Chloé took a piece of rope and put the woman in a tight hogtie to limit her movement. She was turned onto her right side and Chloé lay down on the bed in front of her. “I will be as swift as possible for you Sarah, as you look like you are ready to explode.”

Sara screamed into her gag from her intense need. Please Chloé, I need you! Help me! Chloé kissed Sara’s breasts through her clothing and caressed her womanhood which felt like it was on fire. Sara was brought ever closer to her release.

“MMGGGMM!” Sara screamed and screamed again as her orgasm overtook her senses. She shook and convulsed as Chloé held and comforted her. It seems like you will never stop. I hope that you have not been hurt with this. Eventually, Chloé became relieved as normality returned to Sara.

“Mon Dieu, Sara! I was really worried for you.” Chloé said as she removed Sara’s gag. “It seemed that your orgasm was never going to stop.”

“I am in even more debt to you Chloé, after your help tonight.” Sara said yawning. “I’m sorry, but I suddenly feel so tired.”

“I am not surprised after what has happened to you. You need some rest, and I have a few items to help you.” Chloé took a sleep mask and ear plugs out of the bag. The sleep mask was put over Sara’s face. “I will put these plugs in your eyes to stop any sound. “ Sara noticed that the sound was cut off as the plugs were inserted into her ears. It is so quiet and dark. I wonder how. long.. before… I fal-

Chloé watched as Sara settled into a deep sleep. “Sweet dreams, Sara.” She picked up her bag and walked out of the bedroom.



After Chloé closed the bedroom door, she was surprised by her smartphone beeping, indicating a message had been sent to her. She checked it and read that it was Angela, asking if Chloé was able to speak privately. She walked into the living room and called Angela.

“Good evening Angela. I’m at Sara’s house, but she is fast asleep at the moment.” Chloé said.

“Is there any chance that Sara could listen in, Chloé? She mustn’t hear anything.” Angela replied.

“There is no chance of that happening, Angela. Sara is tightly hogtied, blindfolded and she has earplugs in. What is it that you want to tell me?”

“If Sara cannot hear anything, it may be better if I come over. Is that okay?”

“Certainly, Angela. How long will it take for you to arrive?”

“About ten minutes. Chloé, I will be bringing someone with me. I don’t know if you will recognise her, but she knows you and our friends. I don’t want to say any more than that at the moment.”

“That is okay, Angela. This is an unusual situation. I will see you in ten minutes. Goodbye for now.”

“See you in ten minutes.” Angela ended the call. Chloé sat down and waited for her friend to arrive, wondering who the other person could be. Twelve minutes later, there was a knock on the apartment door and Chloé left the living room. She looked through the spyhole and saw her friend standing there in her work clothes. Chloé decided that it was safe and opened the door to let her friend in.

“Hello Angela. It is good to see you again. Where is your friend?”

“I’m right here.” A tall, thin woman with long blonde hair stepped into view from the right. She was dressed in a grey jumper and slacks and carried a shoulder bag. Chloé was sure that she had briefly seen this person once before, even though Chloé had been walking down the stairs when the woman was leaving the house.

Mon Dieu! If it is really you, then the situation is far more serious than I thought.

The woman held out a badge and showed it to Chloé, confirming her guess.

“Good evening Chloé, I’m Agent Duncombe, but by the look on your face you already know this.” Anne said “I’m here on a matter of great importance…”