Dominated by DNA 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 you 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!