Dominated by DNA Part 27

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, then. The captive girl was placed back in the prone position, then the rope was ltaken 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...

Dominated by DNA Part 26

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, wit 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, perhapsI 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 of 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…

Dominated by DNA Part 25

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 ambulances 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…

Dominated by DNA Part 24

“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 you 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 thinks 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...”