The Red Widow Part 9 - Conclusion

Postby skybird137 » Wed Nov 27, 2013 5:32 am

Warning: This story takes place after Heidi's Nightmare and An Education: BFF and before Heidi and the Healing Touch

Part 1

It was the sound of the twittering birds that woke Sarah up on the Monday morning as she snuggled against her partner, and she relaxed in her waking reverie as the dawn light crept across the bed. It’s so good to get back to normal after the recent incidents in our lives, and I’m thankful for the help that I received at home with the family. The people here are just as much family though, as they are equally important in my life. Thoughts ran through her mind of her return to the USA and the couple of missions that she had completed since then, which showed that she was back on her form.

As she lay there, her rest was interrupted as a peculiar feeling in her stomach appeared, and she knew from experience what was going to happen next. It can’t be, that’s the third time that I’ve felt ill this week. I’d better hurry to the toilet before I’m sick. She left the bed and exited the room as the feeling of nausea as queasiness built up inside her, and she just about made it to the toilet and put her head over the bowl when the inevitable happened.

After she finished and raised her head up, there was a voice behind her. “A glass of water to clear your mouth of anything that remains, and here’s some milk to remove any residual taste.” The woman stood up, turned around and saw Brian there with two glasses.

“I’m so sorry Brian, I didn’t want to wake you up this time.” Sarah said as she took hold of the glass of water, and took a large sip which was swirled around the inside of her mouth before it was spat into the toilet bowl. This was repeated several more times by the lady, who flushed the bowl so that the contents were disposed of.

“Sarah, there is no way that you could left the bed without waking me up. Even if you were at the other end of the room and completely quiet, I can still know that you were moving and where you were. It’s part of our joint heritage, so to speak.” He took the glass of water from his love, and handed her the milk which she sipped in small amounts, so that any taste of bile in her mouth could be countered. “Maybe it’s time that we should contact Miss Smith, as this is the third day in a row that you have been sick, so we can’t put it down to the last curry that you had enjoyed. Could you have been called back to active duty too early, and it has put undue stress on your body?”

“I’m fine, my love, and I only throw up once in the mornings, so it cannot be that.” Sarah said as she embraced her partner and noticed that he was wearing his black boxers. “However, it would be good to arrange a meeting with Miss Smith, just to make sure that everything is okay. I know that she will be at the laboratory all day, and she still looks for a way to better control my condition amongst her other research. The best time to call her will be after nine o’clock, because that’s when she starts work. Perhaps you can leave a call on the answer machine at her lab, so that she knows that we will be coming in today.”

The glass of milk was handed back to Brian, who went downstairs to make the telephone call while Sarah made her way back to their bedroom, and she moved a photograph that was hanging on the door before entering and sitting down on the bed. That should be a sign for some fun when Brian comes back upstairs. There was the sound of her partner’s voice as he made the call, and when it was completed, she could almost sense his movement back up the stairs, with a pause that was just outside the bedroom.

Even though he moved without noise and she had her back to him, she knew that he moved to the drawers and picked a few items up from the top before he made his way towards her, which caused her to tremble in her anticipation of the game to come. She turned her body and head away from Brian so that he would be able to approach the bed without her seeing him, and he stopped about six inches away from her.

“Who’s there, what’s going on- ulp!” Her questioning was silenced as a large rubber ball was inserted into her mouth, and in an instant she found herself pressed face down on the bed with her arms pinned to her sides as he knelt on top of her. You and Chloé are the only people who can truly make me an actual captive, and I feel so helpless right now. The straps of the gag were pulled around the sides of her face, and tightened to their fullest extent before they were buckled together at the back of her head. As she closed her eyes, a length of cloth was placed over them which was tied off at the back of her head so that it would act as a blindfold.

The arms that were pinned by her side were placed so that the forearms were parallel to each other, which created a form of box shape and a rope bound her right wrist to her left elbow, along with her right elbow to her left wrist, before it was cinched and tied off. A very long piece of cord was used to bind her upper arms to her chest, above and below her breasts, and this tie was cinched between her arms and her body so that the loops would be more secure. The helpless lady was turned over so that she was on her back, and she was positioned so that her head was on the pillows before her legs were spread wide apart so that her ankles could be secured to the corresponding corners of the bed.

This is always so wonderful, I am helpless and at your mercy, and the process of binding me has already left me greatly aroused. Even though she was blindfolded, she could almost see where he was on the bed and the woman gasped as he planted little kisses on her neck while placing soft caresses on the mounds of her breasts. Soon, the kisses migrated down her chest and between her breasts while the tips of his fingers traced a path down to just above the Mound of her intimacy. Her heartbeat hastened as kisses tantalised the mounds of her left and right breasts, and she attempted to arch her back in order to offer her body to him as he applied a stroking pressure to her Mound of Venus.

More kisses were landed on the bound lady’s areola, with them creating a circle of pleasure as there was a gentle touch along the tops of the ridges of her valley, and moans escaped her gagged lips as the fire of her lust was enflamed. There was a deeper exploration of her valley with his fingers as the tip of his tongue teased her erect nipples, which caused her to writhe on the bed in her pleasure and she hoped that he would satisfy her soon. There were little twitches in her hips as he caressed her depth, and the playful biting and sucking of her nipples caused her to try and force her body against his so that she could obtain the release that she craved so much.

Just when it seemed that the helpless lady was about to explode with pleasure, Brian stopped and pulled back from Sarah, leaving her in a state of extreme denial. Please, my love, I need you so much! Don’t leave me suffering like this, right on the edge of bliss. The captive struggled as much as she could in her bondage, but she was unable to get any of the strength that she could use to free herself as her lover watched.

You are the only man in the world who can do this to me, as anyone else would have succumbed to my charms by now. Please fulfil me! There were shrieks through the gag as Sarah communicated her plight to the man who had complete control over her, and she thrust her hips up in the vain hope of pressing herself against him. There was another feeling at the ridges of her valley, and she screamed with pleasure as he filled her cup of joy which was followed by a gentle sliding of his staff in and out of her.

More, faster, harder! The thrusts by Brian increased in speed and intensity as time went on, and she responded as best she could by pressing her hips up in unison with his movements so that she could gain the maximum pleasure from their joining. Soon, she reached the point where she was right on the edge, and another increase in the thrusts from her lover was enough for her to reach the peak of her desire. Oh yes, Yes, YESSSS! All other senses and feelings were ignored as the pure joy of orgasm swept through her body.

Sarah was roused from her reverie by the smell of meat in the air, meat that had a little extra something added by Brian that made it the most delicious meal in existence, and she noticed that her gag had been removed so that she would be able to eat. She accepted the first morsel which was chewed and swallowed before she realised just how hungry she was. “More, my love, I need more.” It wasn’t long before all of the meat had been devoured, and even then there were still small pangs in her stomach because her hunger wasn’t yet sated.

“Oh my-. Sarah, something’s happening! I think that we need to get you to Miss Smith as soon as possible!” There was a fumbling at the back of Sarah’s neck as the knot of her blindfold was untied, and it took a few seconds after the cloth was removed for her to see what was happening.

The pheromone lamps were glowing pink.

“I think that waiting until noon to see Miss Smith may not be a good idea, so I will call the answering machine again and let her know what is happening.” Brian said as he removed the ropes that held the love of his life captive.

“I’ll call Anne and Chloé, as they’ll want to know about any changes that are going on.” Sarah said, and as soon as she was free, Brian went downstairs to call the laboratory while she picked up her smart-phone. “Anne, it’s Sarah here. Could you make your way to the lab please? It’s just that something has changed and we need to get it checked out. Is there any possibility of you picking Chloé up from the school? I think that she starts early today and she normally keeps her phone off when she is in the library. Thanks, I’ll tell you the details when we meet you there.”

“I’ve called the lab so that Miss Smith should be expecting us when she gets to work.” They got dressed in a speedy manner, with Brian dressing in white shirt, black trousers, socks and shoes, while Sarah dressed in her grey jogging suit with pink trim and pink trainers.

As they made their way to the black car in front of the farmhouse, Sarah said “I hope that it’s not bad news, especially after the dial going black that time.”

“I’m sure that it will be okay, Sarah. Anyway, we can face it together.” The couple embraced before they entered the vehicle and made their way to the laboratory in the middle of town.


Miss Smith was wearing her hazard suit as she looked at the monitor that contained the readout. “This is puzzling. I am getting conflicting readings from you, and I think that I will only be able to find a result with a chemical analysis of your blood.” Anne was watching from an adjoining room which had a glass partition with the laboratory, while Brian and Sarah were sitting next to each other with Brian hugging his partner with his right arm. The worried woman was rolling up her right sleeve while the doctor took a new syringe and needle out of a sterilised package, and Chloé wondered around the room in an agitated state.

“I hope that this won’t hurt much, Sarah.” The doctor said as she inserted the needle into the woman’s arm and withdrew a quantity of blood.

“It doesn’t hurt at all, it’s just a pinprick, and I’ve suffered a lot worse.” Sarah smiled at Miss Smith who placed a swab of cotton wool over the hole which was held down by the patient. The sample was taken over to an unusual looking machine and the blood was injected through a small hole in the device, before the syringe was placed down on a table.

“What is that thing, Miss Smith?” Chloé asked as she took a close look at the new analyser.

“In plain words, it analyses the chemical structure of any material put into it, so it’s similar to a spectroscope but a lot quicker and more effective.”

The librarian took an even closer look at the machine as it started to whirr, and she didn’t notice that she put her right hand down right on top of the syringe, with the needle penetrating her skin. “Will this tell you what is wrong with Sarah?”

“No, but the full chemical readout will give me the ability to make a full diagnosis.” Miss Smith said as she opened a new screen on her monitor so that she could observe the results.

Several minutes passed, and the tension grew with Anne pacing up and down in the next room and Chloé standing to the right of Sarah. The sudden beep increased the nervous feeling in the room, which rocketed up when Miss Smith said “This is impossible! It’s impossible but it’s happened!” She stood up in her chair and turned to face the trio as their faces turned pale.

Sarah was trembling. “What is it Miss Smith, please tell me what’s wrong.”

“Nothing’s wrong, Sarah. You are in perfect health, at least perfect health for a woman who’s going to be a mother. I think that congratulations are in order.”

This came as a massive surprise to the woman, as this was a result that she had never considered. “You mean that I’m preg-, that I’m pregnant? Are you sure about the results?”

“Quite sure, in fact I was led to almost the wrong conclusion because of some conflicting chemical information, that’s why I had to double-check it with the new analyser. Not only are you expecting, but as far as I can tell, it’s going to be twins, a boy and a girl.”

Chloé developed a puzzled look at her face from this information. “Sarah, you said once that your line only produced a single female? It seems that something has changed, and if one thing has changed, maybe other things have as well.”

Anne looked through the screen and smiled at the mother-to-be. “That’s wonderful, Sarah. Maybe the break in England did you the world of good.” The FBI agent looked puzzled for a moment before she said “That explains it!”

“Explains what?” Sarah asked.

“The night of the- of the rescue. Your watch was alternating between pink and green. I originally thought that there was a malfunction, and the pink was actually supposed to be red. Looking back on it, Brian had calmed you down recently, so that was the moment when you had become pregnant.”

Miss Smith looked at the FBI agent and thought for a moment. “I hope you understand that Sarah cannot go on any missions that involve risk until she has given birth. She has a great responsibility to her children that cannot be ignored.”

“I understand, doctor, I’ll make a report and send it off right now. As soon as I’ve finished, I’ll be up at the farmhouse to congratulate you properly.” Anne walked to the far end of the room, opened up her notebook and started work on typing her report that would be sent to her superior.

By this time, Chloé had her arms around Sarah in a warm hug. “I am so happy for you, as I thought that this was something that was impossible given that you both have altered DNA.”

“It seems that Sarah was the lock and Brian was the key, so they were compatible in that way.” Miss Smith said as she prepared to pull the zip down on her hazard suit. “Anyway, I should give you a congratulatory hug as well.”

“Wait!” Sarah said as she looked down at her watch which was starting to glow red, and this startled the librarian who pulled away from the woman. After a few seconds had passed the watch returned to pink, and the doctor removed her suit, showing her black trousers and white blouse.

“That was probably just a hiccup, you will most likely have changing levels as the pregnancy continues.” Miss Smith said as she gave Sarah a big hug. “I will visit at the end of today, but I have more work to do now, so if you wouldn’t mind.”

“Okay doctor, we shouldn’t be in your way. Let’s go, Sarah, we have a lot of things to work out.” Brian said as he walked towards the door, with his partner walking beside him.

“Chloé, what have you done to yourself?” Miss Smith said as she pointed to the drop of blood on Chloé’s right hand. “You stay here and I’ll treat it for you. Goodbye for now, see you later.”

The parents-to-be left the laboratory and Miss Smith walked over to a bright light next to a pole that ran from the floor to the ceiling. “Over here please, Chloé, so that I can treat you. I’m just going to switch off the intercom so that we will not disturb Anne while she’s working.” A switch was flicked by the doctor, and a beep indicated that the intercom to the next room was off, before she picked up a packet of sterile plasters. “Place your hand out, please, Chloé.”

The young lady did as she was requested and a plaster was used to cover the tiny wound left by the needle. “There we are, one perfect young lady kept safe from infection.”

Perfect young lady? You talk as if I am someone who is very special.

Miss Smith picked up a wide roll of white microfoam tape and pulled the end free. “Now, I just have to make you very safe, as you should be.”

You are behaving in a most unusual manner, Miss Smith. Why should I need to be made safe? There was a gasp from the girl’s lips as her hands were grasped by the doctor, and her wrists were crossed before the tape was wrapped about ten times in horizontal and vertical winds around her wrists. “What are you doing to me, doctor?”

“I am making you safe so that you cannot hurt me.” Miss Smith said as she forced Chloé to stand with her back against the pole, and placed the bound hands above the girl’s head before binding her wrists to the pole with more of the tape.

“Miss Smith, stop this! Please let me go.” The librarian’s words were useless as her ankles and knees were taped to the pole by the doctor, who seemed to be almost possessed in her actions. “Help! Someone, please helf-MMMMMM!” Her cries were halted in mid shout as a strip of tape was placed over her lips, and the captive felt as if all of her strength had left her as two more pieces of tape ensured her silence.

“Now that you are unable to attack and eat me, I will mate with you and pleasure you.” Miss Smith planted kisses over Chloé’s gagged mouth as the helpless young lady struggled against her bonds in a futile effort to get free.

Miss Smith, what is wrong with you, you are acting as if I am Sarah. Non, you are acting as if I am The Pink Widow and if I am, it will destroy your mind! That red glow, was it I who caused the change? ANNE, SARAH, BRIAN, HELP!
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Re: The Red Widow Part 1

Postby xtc » Wed Nov 27, 2013 8:02 am

Never trust someone whose ident is out of date!
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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The Red Widow Part 2

Postby skybird137 » Wed Nov 27, 2013 9:15 am

Part 2

The lift descended to the ground floor of the building, and the couple were walking through the reception when Sarah halted. “I think that I need to sit down for a few minutes.”

“Why, is there something wrong with you?” Brian asked as he helped Sarah to sit down on a red couch, with him sitting on her left.

“It’s not that, Brain. This has come as a complete shock, and my mind is in a whirl from this revelation. There are so many things to sort out, so many people to tell. I don’t know what to do, as I’ve never done this before.”

Brian smiled. “This may come as a surprise to you Sarah, but that has been true of every mother in history. Don’t worry, you have friends and family who can help you through this.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just that I’ve become all flustered with the situation. Maybe we should start with family, so it would be a good idea to sort out an appropriate time to call Lucinda and Desmond Holderness. It’s only right that they get to hear the news before everybody else.”

“I that case, I would suggest that we telephone them at five o’clock in the afternoon, as it should be midday in England.” Brian cuddled his partner as they began to discuss the arrangements that they would make for the future...

The helpless captive continued in her weakened struggle against the tape that bound her to the pole, and as she turned her head to the left, she could look through the glass as Anne typed away on her laptop. Without looking behind you, you have no idea what is happening in here. Please Anne, get up and turn around!

“You have no idea how beautiful and perfect you are.” The doctor said as she gripped the hem of Chloé’s red sweater and lifted it up until the girl’s black bra was exposed. “I must provide you with your pleasure.” A line of kisses were planted along the bare skin above the bra, and this attention made the captive moan from the teasing that she received from the captor.

Sarah is right, your mind is affected so that you enjoy this, no matter who is doing it to you. As the bound lady looked around the room in order to try and find some means of distraction from the moment, she focused on one of the pheromone lights in the room and as she watched, it changed from pink to red.

Mon Dieu, it is me! But how is it possible? Oh, that feels so good. The front clasp of Chloé’s bra was unhooked, and the cups were pulled away so that her bare skin was exposed along with her already erect nipples that the doctor tantalised with the tip of her tongue. Carry on Miss Smith. Non, you must stop! The needle, I must have been infected when I put my hand down on the needle. But the virus would be unable to work that fast, so there must be something else involved as well. Non, don’t do it.

“Your breasts show that you want this, my helpless mate, so I will continue.” Kisses and playful bites were applied to the captive’s breasts while the woman unbuttoned Chloé’s denim shorts and pulled them down to her knees.

Non, not my tights! The hands of the doctor took hold of the young lady’s red tights and they were pulled down to her mid-thighs, which caused the captive to blush as the most intimate part of her body was exposed. Oh, this is so pleasurable, non, I must try to resist. A tremble went through Chloé’s body as the doctor administered the first caress to the captive’s Mound of Venus, while her right nipple was sucked and bitten by the woman. Her hips twitched as the flame of desire grew in her intimacy, and she wondered if she would be able to maintain her resistance for much longer as she thrust her body at her captor.

My body has taken on a will of its own, which is just how Sarah described her incidents. Please help me someone, before I drive Miss Smith mad! There was a movement out of the corner of her eye, and she turned her head to see Anne close the lid of her notebook, just as the caresses of the captive’s flower started. At last, please turn around so that you can see what is happening in here. The agent rose from her desk, picked the notebook up, and she was nearly at the door when she turned her head to make one last check on the laboratory.

As she looked at the sight in front of her, the agent’s expression changed to astonishment and then horror as Chloé’s plight became visible to her. One quick look down showed that the intercom was off, so she pressed the button so that she was able to speak.

“Miss Smith, what on earth are you doing to poor Chloé?”

“I am mating with her so that she can get the pleasure that she deserves. I know that you want her, so that’s why I switched the intercom off. She belongs to me!”

“Hang on Chloé, I’ll help you.” Anne was just as the door between the two rooms when she spotted the red glow from the lamps. “Wait, I’ll call for help, as I can’t help you.” The agent pulled her phone out of her pocket and said “Priority, Widow!”

The helpless young lady watched as the phone call was made, and she put all of her will to resisting the climax that seemed to be about a minute away.

Sarah was startled as the phone in her pocket began to play the four distinctive notes from Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, and she was worried when she held the phone to her ear, as she knew that this was an emergency. “Sarah here, what is it? Upstairs to the laboratory, right now?” The woman was already standing on her feet and she was walking to the lift which had just opened on the ground floor. Brian had overheard her remarks, and he was following right behind her as she entered the lift and pressed the button for the floor with the laboratory.

“Okay Anne, I understand, and I’ll tell Brian.” Sarah ended the call and looked at her partner. “Chloé is bound and gagged in the laboratory and she is almost at her peak, Miss Smith is mating with her, and the pheromone lights are red. Anne knows that if she enters the room, Chloé won’t be saved and Miss Smith could be hurt very badly, so it is up to us.”

“Right then, I’ll subdue Miss Smith while you help Chloé. Knowing what you can be like at this point means that freeing her from her bonds is to happen after you pleasure her.” The lift door opened, and Anne was standing by the door.

“Thank goodness you are here, I think that Chloé may only have seconds left.”

The kisses on her breasts and the caresses of her intimacy had driven the captive to almost the point of release, and her mind had surrendered to the desire. Please, take me over the edge and fill me with pleasure, just a little more. Just as the librarian was about to explode with pleasure, the door opened and two people rushed into the room which distracted Miss Smith from her actions. Non, what are you doing, you’ll stop her.

“You can’t have her she’s mine! Chloé is mine to mate with.” Even Brian was surprised for a moment by the ferocity of the doctor’s attack, but he managed to take hold of her right wrist and force her to the floor before taking a zip-tie out of his pocket and binding her wrists together. “I know what you want, you want her for yourself!” A second zip-tie was wrapped around the doctor’s ankles and pulled tight before Brian lifted her over his shoulder and carried her out of the room, closing the door behind him.

By this time, Chloé had become frantic from denial, and she twisted and writhed in her bonds from the exquisite torment that her body was experiencing in her bound state. Please, give me my release. I need to climax! The captive thrust her body at the woman and she put on the best pleading that she could through her eyes. The first kiss on Chloé’s breasts by Sarah sent a shockwave of pleasure through the girl’s body, and she cried out has there was a gentle stroke over the petals of her flower. Make love to me Sarah, please take me to the heights of ecstasy.

The kissing and caressing of the bound lady increased until her lust was taken over the edge, and she screamed as bliss of her climax engulfed her very being.

When her post orgiastic reverie had ended, Chloé noticed that Sarah had put her clothing back into position, and the tape that bound her wrists together was cut apart by a scalpel that the woman was using to free her. “Is Miss Smith okay, Sarah? That was a very close call, and I am puzzled by the fact that I was her target, yet I have never been anywhere near the original virus.” After the tape around the girl’s wrists was unwrapped she was freed from the post, so Sarah removed her watch with the pink face and strapped in onto Chloé’s left wrist, where it began to change to a crimson colour.

“There’s only one way to say this, Chloé, it was you and you must have the virus inside you.” The woman reached into her left pocket, brought out the suppressor aerosol which was sprayed over the young lady, and the librarian watched as her dial colour changed to a glowing green. “That does confirm it, and what we have to do is find out what has happened. However, we should check on the others and see how Miss Smith is doing.”

They made their way out of the laboratory and joined up with the group just outside the lift door, with Miss Smith dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. “Chloé should be okay now, but I think that we need to find out what has changed inside her.” Sarah said as she comforted the doctor.

The doctor took the cloth away from her eyes and looked up at the FBI agent. “Thank you Anne, had you not made the phone call I would be breaking up right about now with fantasies about being eaten. If everybody gives me a few minutes, I shall put on the suit and start taking samples from Chloé and Sarah.” The doctor put her handkerchief away and walked into the office, leaving the others in the corridor.

Brian turned to Sarah. “I think that I had better not go in there, as something has happened which seems to have terrified Miss Smith. As soon as the chemical effect had stopped, she suddenly burst into tears and said ‘Please don’t do that to me, I’m only a child’ over and over again.”

“As Brian seemed to have a negative effect on her, he stepped back.” Anne said “So I freed her from the zip-ties, at which point she seemed to come back to her senses.”

Sarah looked worried at this news. “It almost sounds as if an old memory has been triggered, one which she is trying to suppress, and being tied up by Brian has brought to the front of her mind.”

“Anyway, my staying here is probably not a good idea right now.” Brian embraced his partner, giving her a long kiss on the lips. “So, I’ll go into town and just wonder around while Miss Smith does her tests. Call me when you want to leave, and I’ll meet you in the lobby.”

Sarah kissed Brian. “I will, but I’d better go in soon as she’ll want to prod, probe and prick me with various devices.” They relaxed the embrace, Brian made his way to the lift and he entered once the doors opened.

“As for me, I’ll wait downstairs as I think that Chloé should be with James for tonight, so I’ll take her to visit him at the university. If she remains in this condition, I’ll arrange to have an apartment set up for them both to live at, as it would be easier to keep an eye on them.”

Chloé put on a brave smile. “I understand, it is going to be safer for others if it is easier for you to monitor my condition, oui?”

“Okay Anne, I’ll see you when Chloé has finished with the testing.” Sarah said as Anne walked towards the lift, while the two unusual ladies made their way back into the laboratory where a tearful and suited up Miss Smith was preparing the equipment for new tests.

“This is going to take until early evening, so you might need to eat or drink in a few hours. It’s okay to contact the lobby, as they can have food sent up.” Miss Smith said to her patients.

There were many tests, some of them long and laborious with the ladies feeling as if they had been poked in places that they didn’t even know existed, and time went on with the final test taking place at around six o’clock in the evening. Anne made herself useful during the day by bringing up food and drink when necessary for the three people in the laboratory, and when the tests were nearly over, she stayed in the room with the other ladies.

“That’s the final test that I can think of for you, Chloé, so maybe Anne should take you to James’s room at the university for tonight. I want you to pick up James and Chloé in the morning and bring them here please, Anne. I have an idea of what is happening, but I need to make a few tests later this evening to be sure.” Miss Smith picked up a spray can of the antidote and handed it to the librarian. “Take this just in case.”

Chloé accepted the item and turned to Anne who said “Come on, Chloé, let’s take you to James so that you can spend the night together. I’ll pick you up bright and early tomorrow, so don’t stay up too late.” After hugs and kisses between Sarah and the young lady ended, Anne left the room with the girl in tow, leaving Miss Smith with Sarah.

“If you don’t mind, Sarah, I’d like to take a large blood sample from you so that I can do some more tests tonight. The doctor said as she unzipped and removed her hazard suit before using a large syringe to withdraw more blood from Sarah, which was placed in a storage unit. “You will need another watch, seeing as Chloé has inherited yours, so to speak. You’ll probably show pink until your children will be born, but it’s better to still have a means of monitoring you.” A cabinet was opened and a watch was picked up by Miss Smith who walked over to her patient.

Sarah turned to her right on the couch, so that it would be easier for Miss Smith to strap the device onto her left wrist, and so the doctor sat facing the mother-to-be, with the watch in her hands. As the strap was placed around her wrist, Sarah looked at the doctor. “I’m sorry about what happened to you today, we didn’t know that you would be scared so much by Brian’s actions.”

There was a firm grip on Sarah’s right hand after the watch was buckled into place. “It’s not Brian’s fault as he had no way of knowing what would happen, and it was preferable to the alternative. Anyway, it was a long time ago, and you need to be going as I have taken up enough of your time.”

Sarah placed her right hand over the hands of the doctor as she looked into her face. “There is plenty of time, and what happens in the past affects the present.” As she looked at the troubled woman, it almost seemed for a moment as if a struggle was going on inside the doctor’s mind, until there was a slow nod.

“When I was a kid, I loved to play cops and robbers. In fact, I used to end up as the damsel in distress, and the others called me ‘Miss Houdini’ because I could get out of most tie-ups that they put me in, so I even challenged the boys to tie me up.”

“This is what led me to the worst and most horrific day of my life. I was playing in the park, wearing white trainers, t-shirt and shorts and I sat down on a bench in a secluded area, when a man in a blue suit sat beside me. He said that he had heard about my exploits as Miss Houdini, but he said that he would be too much of a challenge for me.”

“I was a complete idiot, so I told him to try his best and that I would get out of it. Within minutes, I was lying face down on the bench and tied tighter than I could have possibly imagined, with my hands tied to my feet. He took a roll of tape and wrapped it around my head and my mouth so I couldn’t speak or shout. It was then that he told me that he was taking me away and that mummy wasn’t going to see me ever again.”

“As he picked me up, the pull of the ropes on my limbs turned to agony, and I started to cry. He carried me over to his car, opened the trunk and dropped me in before pushing the lid back down. I was terrified as the car travelled, and after a while he opened the trunk, picked me up and carried me into the house. He took me upstairs and placed me on the bed, and to this day I can smell his breath as he told me of all the games that he was going to play with me, again and again and again.”

“PLEASE DON’T DO THAT TO ME! I’M ONLY A CHILD!”

Miss Smith burst into tears at this point, and just sobbed for several minutes as she was comforted by Sarah, who noticed that her new watch was almost illuminating the room in a pink light. “Just as he picked up a knife and started to cut apart my t-shirt so that he could start his games, there was a shout of ‘Stop! Police!’ He raised the knife as if to stab me, shots rang out, and I was spattered with blood as his body fell onto me. Someone saw him put me into the car trunk, and the police were already familiar with his location.”

“Ever since then, I’ve had the same nightmare every night, with him standing over me with the knife.” Miss Smith used her handkerchief to dab at her eyes while Sarah hugged her, and the watch returned to its usual pink. “The most insane thing is that I’ve never spoken about this to anyone. Oh, the therapists knew what happened to me, and they always tried to get me to tell them, but I refused as it was too terrifying to tell anyone. Even Melinda Harper, my latest therapist said that I cannot get proper help until I can talk about the incident.”

There was another hug from Sarah, and the doctor stopped crying. “You have spoken to me, Miss Smith, so maybe you can speak to the therapist. Perhaps you should make an appointment for tomorrow, and I’ll come with you so that I can hold your hand.”

“It’s Kayla.” Miss Smith said “You can call me Kayla. I’ve never used the name since that day, which is why Miss Smith has been used.”

“Will you be all right, Kayla? I mean you have gone through quite a revelation this afternoon.”

Kayla smiled. “The weird thing is that I do feel all right, better than I have for a long time. I think that in a way that you have really helped me this afternoon.” She hugged Sarah back and they sat there with their arms around each other, until there was a beep from the phone of the expectant mother.

“That’s probably Brian. Now I have some more experiments to do, and you have to spend time with your partner.” Kayla smiled as she checked the readouts on the monitor. “I’ll see you in the morning, bye for now.”

I can’t see how I could have helped Kayla, but something has changed her, and I think that it’s for the better. Sarah rose from the couch and exited the room before checking her phone.
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The Red Widow Part 3

Postby skybird137 » Thu Nov 28, 2013 12:40 am

Part 3

I’m down in the lobby, are you okay?

Sarah pressed a few buttons on her phone and sent ‘yes’ in reply before entering the lift, and riding it down to the ground floor where she met and embraced her partner. After a long hug, the lady disengaged and said “Don’t ask anything right now, I’ll tell you when we are driving back.” They exited the building and walked over to the parking lot where their vehicle was parked, and they sat down and drove off without a word. As they headed back to the farmhouse, Sarah thought about whether or not she should tell Brian, but she remembered that he understood all about confidentiality anyway.

“I’ll tell you what happened at the end of the tests, as that is the reason why I was delayed.” Sarah recounted the story that the doctor had told her, and then she mentioned the more mundane tests that she had to endure throughout the day.

“Poor Kayla, I must have scared her half to death this morning when I tied her wrists and ankles.” Brian said as he took some grocery bags out of the trunk of the car. “She must have been convinced that I was going to violate her. It’s good that you made her feel better after the ordeal.”

Sarah pressed a button so that the alarm panel was revealed and the correct code could be entered, before the couple entered the house. “I hope that you don’t mind the idea of me going with her tomorrow so that she can see the specialist, but I think that it will help her.”

“I don’t mind at all, I think that you are doing the right thing, after all that’s our job description, to help others. Sometimes, helping someone like this can be just as important as catching the scum of the earth or rescuing people from a burning building.” They walked into the kitchen, and put the shopping items away before entering the living room. “I am curious about how Chloé has suddenly become a Widow. I’m wondering whether or not it was an accident.”

“Perhaps it wasn’t an accident, and that this has happened to Chloé because of an outside agent. After a talk with the Holderness family, I learnt that one manifestation of the Shadow is darkness, and I think that is why I couldn’t see at the moment that I cut my hand on the Sunday night which caused me to become infected with Parlour. Maybe something clouded Chloé’s sight for a second and that is how the needle pierced her skin.” Sarah became thoughtful for a moment “There is also the fact that on the night when everyone was rescued, the Holderness Shadow looked at Chloé and nodded his head. I came to accept my destiny a long time ago, but at the moment it could be unadvisable to mention this to Chloé.”

“I understand, Sarah. Telling Chloé that a ghost might have turned her into a Widow, especially as you are unable to function as one for the time being, may add further troubles to her mind. By the way, I contacted Lucinda and told her that we would be calling her at nine o’clock to have an important talk. I did mention that it would be good news, but I told them that you were busy, and that you would want to tell them first.”

Sarah put her arms around Brian’s neck as she planted a long and tender kiss on his lips. “Thank you, my love. I think that I need to relax before then, but I shall make us something to eat first.”

Brian took Sarah’s hands in his and brought them to his front. “I will see to tonight’s meal, but I will make you comfortable first as my other needs a good rest after today.”

Sarah giggled, as she knew what was meant by ‘making her comfortable’ and she wondered what position she would be placed in. “You are always so kind to me Brian, and that really would help me to relax. Just let me use a moment to get ready.” Sarah went up the stairs in into the bedroom, where she removed her trainers, jogging suit and underwear, and placed them on a chair, along with her watch. “I don’t think that I need this at the moment, so it can stay there.” As she started to walk back out of the room, she caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror and she ran the tips of her fingers over the abdomen. “I’m going to look very different in a few months time, but I don’t think that you will mind, Brian.”

Instead of going back downstairs, she walked into the toilet so that she could have a bathroom break take and a drink out of the bottle of water that was left there just in case she was thirsty or was ill again. A minute later, she made her way downstairs and stood in the middle of the living room, where Brian was waiting with a bag full of pink rope and the pink ball-gag which was a present from Chloé on that fateful week so long ago.

“Open wide, please.” Brian said as he picked up the ball-gag and went behind Sarah, and the lady obliged by opening her jaw as far as she could. The ball was inserted between her lips, and the straps were taken around her head where they were buckled together at the back of her neck, which ensured that the gag was secure.

“Place you hands together in front of you palm to palm.”

The gagged lady did so and her lover used a length of pink rope to wrap and cinch her wrists together, before tying a knot out of reach of Sarah’s enquiring fingernails. It feels so good when you do this to me. A second piece of cord was looped six times around the captive’s elbows, cinched four times and knotted off so that her forearms were parallel. Three more lengths of the pretty rope were used by the man to bind Sarah’s legs below and above the knee, and at the mid-thigh.

You haven’t tied my ankles together yet, I wonder why that is?

If you would like to sit down at the end of the couch, I can finish making you comfortable.” The bound lady walked to the right side of the sofa, and sat down so that the clear space was too her left, and Brian approached her with two more pieces of cord. Her ankles were crossed, and one length was used to wrap and cinch her ankles together in that position, while her hands were brought down to her knees and the second piece bound her wrists to the ropes that were just above her knees which left her arms fixed in position.

If it wasn’t for the fact that I’m nude and in bondage, this would be a very demure and ladylike position. The helpless lady turned her head away from her partner who gave her a sweet little kiss on her left cheek, and she even blushed a little as she sat on the couch.

“You look very sweet and modest like that, Sarah, but you are a Holderness after all. Now you just rest there while I make dinner.” Brian left the living room and the bound woman moaned as she surrendered to the sensuality of the ropes that restrained her limbs.

Sarah had her eyes closed when Brian entered the room, but by the way his movement had changed, she could tell that he was carrying something in both hands, and the smell of food made her stomach rumble. Her eyes opened as he put the tray down on the table, and she couldn’t wait for him to feed her. Her gag was removed, and put on a table before Brian started the very intimate act of feeding his love who always found this to be a most pleasurable experience. After the meal was over, Brian took the items out except for two bottles of water and a pair of glasses so that he didn’t have to go back and forth for any drinks.

When he sat back down on the sofa, her pulled her over onto his lap, and spent the remaining time kissing and cuddling Sarah until it was nine o’clock, which meant that it was time for the telephone call to England.

It seemed to the bound woman that time had passed by at too great a speed as the clock over the mantelpiece chimed nine, and Sarah was put back on her original position on the couch. “I will use the speaker system on the phone, as it will be easier than to try and place the handset to your ear.” Brain said as he pressed the speed dial button for Lucinda’s number, and the phone rang for several seconds before it was answered at the other end.

“Good evening, Lucinda Holderness here. How may I help you?”

“Hi Lucinda, it’s Sarah.”

“Good evening Lucinda, Brian here.”

“Well, how are you both this evening?”

“I’m very well, thank you.” Brian said.

“Well, I’m a bit tied up at the moment.” Sarah said, and she giggled a little after the comment.

“You are such a scandalous member of the family, Sarah.” Lucinda said, with a tone that indicated that this was not serious. “Now, what is this news that you want to tell me? Desmond is next to me and we both want to hear it.”

“Are you both sitting down?” Sarah said “It is good news, but you may want to sit down first.”

“We are already seated.” Desmond said “We are curious about the news.”

“Okay, there’s no way to say this but the direct way.” Sarah took a deep breath “There are going to be two new additions to the family.”

There was silence at the other end of the line for a few seconds until Lucinda replied. “How- How did this happen?”

This was probably not the precise line to say in front of Brian who decided to lighten the moment. “Well, first you have a mummy and daddy, and they love each other very much.”

There was deep laughter on the handset and then another response. “Oh Lucinda, you fell for that one.”

“Okay Brian, I meant how did it happen between you two, given your genetic alterations?”

“I think that we have been compatible, but it’s just not happened until now.” Brian said “Anyway, Sarah is no longer on active duty for obvious reasons.”

“You mentioned two new additions to the family, if I remember the line has only had a single female.” Desmond said “It seems as if things have changed. Is it twin girls?”

Sarah smiled “One will be a girl, but the other is going to be a boy.”

“My, things really have changed.” Desmond said “Have you given any thought about what names you are going to give them?”

“It’s okay, Sarah.” Brian said “I’m okay with any names that you will give them.”

“Well, names have just sprung into my mind, now that you mention it.” She paused before mentioning them to the listening group.

There was another silence, but a few seconds later Lucinda answered “They are good names, and I can’t think of anyone who would disapprove of them.”

“We would be honoured if you use those names.” Desmond said.

“Well Sarah, I agree with them, so they are good names for our children.” Brian almost seemed to blush as he moved on the sofa. “I know that this is a little late, so to speak, but is it possible for you to give your blessing to our partnership?”
“You have always had our blessing Brian.” Lucinda said “We also understand if you wish to keep your situation the same, given the past.”

“Actually, I think that things have changed for the better after Sarah came to the Manor, so there’s something that I want to do, and I would like you two to listen to this as well. Sarah, do I have your permission to gag you for a few minutes?” Brian picked up the ball-gag.

“You will always get permission from me. I don’t know why you would wish to do so right now, but go ahead.” Sarah opened her mouth wide, and a moment later the ball was in her mouth and the straps were tight against her face as they were buckled together at the back of her neck.

“I needed to gag you so that you can think clearly, no objections, no distracting comments.” Brian said as he stood in front of her.

You want me to think clearly, clearly about what? Sarah watched in surprise as Brain placed his hands over hers and knelt on his right knee. Surely you can’t be thinking about-.

“Sarah, I know that we have not been with each other that long, but we were bonded together in a most unique way since we first met. Now, I know about your family history, but I believe that this has changed and the situation is no longer the threat that it once was. Even if it was, I would still take the risk.”

You are, you are going to, even though you know what it could mean?

“Sarah Holderness, will you marry me and allow me the honour of being your husband?”

It seemed as if a thousand thoughts ran through Sarah’s mind at once. There’s been a curse on my line for generations, do you know the risk that you are taking? But is there a risk, has it just been bad luck? The last marriage like this was before the Titanic, and my step-grandfather doesn’t count in this respect. Anyway, things are different and maybe there has been no curse after all, and we’ve just been unlucky. Even if it was going to happen, you would rather have a year with me, than a lifetime alone, and I feel the same way about you.

“YEPH! YEPH!” Sarah screamed through her gag as she nodded her head that much that she caused herself to become light headed.

“You have made me the happiest person on earth, and I am a very lucky man. I will take your family name instead of my own.” Brian said as he reached inside his right pocket and pulled out a small jewellery box.

“There’s no need to go that far.” Lucinda said “I think that Desmond and I would be happy with the surname Holderness-Carter and Sarah would probably be as well.”

Holderness-Carter would be wonderful, Brian, I don’t want you throwing your name away for my sake. Sarah nodded her head again and emitted her approval through her gag, as Brian opened the box and revealed a silver ring in which was set large oval pink sapphire. He took the ring out of the box and held it close to her eye, so that she could see the flaw which consisted of two triangles with touched at the apex.

It’s a Widow ring, just like my brooch. How on earth did you find it? You must have looked around for some time. She smiled as she looked as her husband-to-be, and she looked at the ring in the hope of him explaining about where he found it.

“I looked everywhere for this.” He said “I went through every major jewellery store, and I noticed a shop down one alley which sold rings. I explained what I was looking for and the owner brought out a tray with rings that had flawed gemstones. He discovered that they are quite popular, especially ones with stars in.” The ring was taken down to Sarah’s left hand, she lifted her ring finger and the ring fitted perfectly, with the fiancée’s cheeks blushing a little.

“Is it possible you to send us a photograph of the bride to be wearing her ring, Brian?” Lucinda asked. “I think that Desmond and I would like to see it. Just send the image to my smart phone.”

At this, Sarah looked worried and shook her head, as she felt that she was not in a fit state to be photographed. I’m bound, gagged and in the nude. If you take my picture, they’ll see me naked.

Brian leaned toward the telephone. “Sarah is a little unwilling and compromised at the moment. Maybe I should take a photograph later.”

Lucinda’s voice came through the speaker. “Compromised? What do mean by compromised?” There was a pause for a few seconds. “Do you mean that the only item that is being worn by our poor, helpless Sarah is the ring?”

Oh no, Lucinda and Desmond know that I’m both naked and in bondage!

“Yes, I’m afraid so. She’s bound at the ankles, knees, and thighs, her elbows and wrists are bound in front of her, and her wrists are bound to her knees.” Sarah felt her cheeks go red at Brian’s description of her.

“In that case, you can easily take a photograph while still preserving her modesty. You can send us one of her clothed in the morning.” Lucinda said “You can consider it a family request.”

I can’t believe that you have virtually ordered Brian to do this, and you’re going to see just what I look like. The helpless girl struggled against her bonds but this proved to be useless as her partner raised his phone, and she blushed crimson with her head turned to the right as he took several pictures of her in her present situation.

“Don’t worry, Sarah.” Brian said as he sent the images. “There was nothing showing.”

There may be nothing showing, but anyone seeing these images will know that I’m completely naked.

“That ring looks very good on you, Sarah, and you look so shy and coy as a helpless damsel.” Lucinda said “Brian, was she being shy when you took the images?”

“Yes, Sarah is being very shy about it.”

“That’s incredible! The great Pink Widow, the woman who will let complete strangers strip her, tie her up and paw her in the name of helping others, goes all bashful because someone sees her in basic nude bondage?” Lucinda almost seemed to have a touch of laughter in her voice.

You’re teasing me, this is a way of getting your own back after what happened at the manor when I had to perform the rescue mission. It’s not only a release of tension, but in a way I’ve shown you that I am very human inside.

“Don’t worry, Sarah only those that I can trust will ever see these images.” Lucinda said “Anyway, there is a lot to discuss but that can wait for a week. Just put everything out of your minds until next Monday, as we can get a few things started at this end.”

“I think that we should end the call now, and let you relax for the rest of the evening.” Desmond said “Goodbye for now, and we’ll speak with you soon.”

The call was ended, Sarah was pulled back onto Brian’s lap and she was given gentle cuddles and kisses until it was time for them to retire for the evening, so she was released by her partner who carried her up the stairs so that they could get a good night’s sleep...
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The Red Widow Part 4

Postby skybird137 » Thu Nov 28, 2013 7:59 am

Part 4

At nine o’clock in the morning, the group of five were sitting on the long couch in Kayla Smiths’s laboratory as they faced the large monitor that had descended from the wall. Anne was to the right in her usual work clothes, Chloé and James were to her left, and then it was Sarah and Brian on the left side of the couch. Because she had received a text from Kayla which mentioned that the scientist had made an appointment to see her therapist later in the morning, Sarah wasn’t in her casual clothing, and instead she was wearing a light pink blouse under a grey jacket and skirt, with natural hose and black heels.

The scientist was making a few adjustments to her presentation before she picked up a remote control. “The show is about to begin, so please make sure that all phones are switched off. Drinks and popcorn are available in the lobby.” She said as she pressed a button which dimmed the lights.

“Miss Smith, sorry, Kayla. You seem to be remarkably cheerful this morning. In fact, I’ve never seen you like this.” Anne said.

“You can thank Sarah for that, as she took an awful big weight off my shoulders by listening to me yesterday afternoon. In fact, she’s holding my hand at the therapy unit when I visit for my appointment.”

“Maybe Sarah is producing a new pheromone.” Chloé said “One that induces calmness or prevents a major emotional response. After all, going into overdrive if you are pregnant could lead to a very dangerous situation for mother and children.”

Kayla thought for a moment. “This is something that we need to check out, but it should be left until after my visit, and we need to start the show.”

Click. “The first upper image shows Sarah’s DNA after she was infected by Parlour and the second is after the Saturday incident which caused the final mutation.”

Click. “Now we show below, three images of Chloé’s DNA. The first is before she and Sarah met, the second is after the Saturday incident, when I collected DNA from everyone involved, and the third data is from yesterday.

Click. “This shows what could be assumed to be the virus mutation, and please note that it is on both of Sarah’s DNA images. However, on the bottom with Chloé’s DNA, the left image is free from Parlour DNA, the middle has some DNA alteration, but the right alteration mirrors Sarah’s completely.”

Click. “This new strand at the top right hand corner is actually a representative of Holderness DNA. Please notice that it is highlighted in Sarah’s DNA as well. The unusual thing is that the second and third sample of Chloé’s DNA show a small part of this.”

“Now for the explanation. I think that when Chloé and Sarah became intimate on the Friday and Saturday, a mutated form of the Parlour virus formed in Sarah and was transferred to Chloé. It seems that a small amount of Holderness DNA went along for the ride as well.”

Chloé stood up. “That explains something that always troubled me. On the Saturday night when Sarah had her nightmare, I had no proper connection with either the Strongs or Holderness family. If I had been infected and a little DNA was added, then this would explain why Sarah could have a dream about me.”

Kayla continued. “This mutated form of the virus was insufficient to alter Chloé’s system into pheromone production. However, Sarah is producing a new form of Parlour in her body, and when Chloé became infected yesterday, this new material filled in the blocks and acted like the original Parlour, with all of the same effects. You can see this on the lower right image”

“There is one major difference between Sarah and Chloé and it is that the new virus inside Chloé’s system is dying and the DNA will revert back to normal. I would say that in another twenty four hours, Chloé will be back to her original self with no ill effects.”

Kayla pressed a button, the room was illuminated again and Anne stood up. “Are you saying that Chloé can be just as effective as Sarah was, and that she can be another Pink Widow?”

“That is possible, but it would need a regular supply of virus from Sarah, and the virus dies over forty eight hours. If this was done, Chloé could function as a full Pink Widow and replace Sarah.”

“Excuse me.” James said “Everyone is going on about Chloé taking Sarah’s place, but shouldn’t you ask Chloé whether or not she wants to do this.” He turned to his girlfriend. “After all, it will be you that will be on the front line, Chloé.”

“I will need time to think this over, especially after what happened to Sarah in the recent incident, and it is a very scary prospect. I hope that you are not in any kind of hurry for a decision from me.”

“That’s okay, Chloé.” Anne said “Take as much time as you need. It would be a major step for you, and I would fully understand if you didn’t want to do this.”

“I will think it over today, as I will be working late in the library to make up for yesterday’s absence. If you would be so kind as to take James and I to the university and school library, Anne.”

“I could drop them off and return to the farmhouse, Anne.” Brian said “I know that Sara will be travelling to the unit with Kayla, so I have nothing to do right now. That means you can return to your office, Anne.”

“Thanks Brian, there’s even more paperwork to catch up on at the moment.” Anne said as the group left that laboratory, rode the lift to the ground floor and exited the building together. They split into three groups, Brian with Chloé and James, Anne on her own, and Kayla with Sarah. The two women entered Kayla’s white car and drove to the building where the doctor’s appointment was, leaving the car in the parking lot as they entered the building. As they waited for the lift, Kayla started to look a little anxious, so Sarah held out her right hand.

“You’ll feel better if you hold my hand, Kayla.” The scientist placed her left hand in Sarah’s right and it seemed as though she became calm again. “It seems that Chloé may be on to something. If this is the case, then you should stop working on finding a cure for me and change direction into studying what chemicals may be causing this, as it could revolutionise medical treatment and help millions of people.”

The lift opened, so the two women walked out of the lift and up to the door which was marked ‘Melinda Harper, Therapist.’ Kayla knocked on the door and a voice inside said “come in and sit down”, so she opened the door and the pair entered to find a small office which also had an area set aside for an armchair and a long blue settee. The raven haired, green eyed Melinda was standing by the chair, and she wore blue slacks, white blouse and black shoes.

“Good morning, Kayla, Sarah. I must say that I am surprised and happy that you have made an appointment to see me, but what is Sarah’s reason for coming?”
“Sarah is literally here to hold my hand, as she somehow alleviates my fears. We can say more on this later, but shall we start with the session?”

“By all means, please sit on the sofa.” Melinda motioned to the couch, and the two ladies sat there while she seated herself on the chair. “Kayla, maybe we should start by you telling me what happened on that day.”

The scientist explained in full detail about what had happened to her on that dreadful day, and she didn’t flinch from any of the probing and detailed questions that the therapist subjected her to in the hour long session.

“I must say that you have come and incredibly long way today, especially when I had almost given you up for lost.” Melinda said as she took notes. “Do you think that you will need Sarah to come with you in future?”

“I’ll think that be able to come alone for my future sessions, but I owe a tremendous debt to Sarah as I think that it is her gift that helped me to speak to you.” Kayla explained as much as she could about Sarah’s genetic alteration, and that it seemed to have the opposite of causing fear.

The therapist rose from her chair as she made a few notes on her tablet, and she went over to Sarah. “It seems that you have a rare ability, and I would like to ask you for a favour.”

“Certainly.” Sarah said “Ask away.”

“I have a few more cases of the most difficult kind to see today, and the first involves that of a mother and daughter who will not talk about what happened to them. Now, you don’t have to do anything but hold hands, but please remember that anything you hear must be held in the strictest confidence. I would guess though that you don’t really need to be told this, as there is more going on than I have been told.”

“Yes Melinda, I would be happy to help you.” Sarah said “Do you want to wait, Kayla? You don’t have to, if you need to get back to work as I can call Brian for a lift.”

Kayla smiled “Well, I have an idea for an outfit for Chloé if she says yes. After all, she did make one for you. I need to do a little shopping and sewing, and it should be ready for tomorrow.” The two ladies hugged each other and Kayla rose from the settee. “I’ll see you tomorrow Sarah, please take proper care of myself.”

“Bye for now, Kayla.” The scientist walked to the door, opened it and closed it behind her as she left the room. A minute later there was a knock on the door.

“Come in and make yourself comfortable.” A ten year old girl and a thirty year old woman who were wearing conservative clothing entered the room. The most notable thing about them was the pale and tired look on their faces, a look which Sarah recognised from when she had to help rescue the Holderness and Craig families in England.

“Now, each of you sit beside Sarah, and take hold of one of her hands.” The mother and daughter did so, with the mother on Sarah’s right and the daughter on her left, and as she put out her hands they were gripped and pressed by the two newcomers.

The effect on the patients was noticeable in an instant as their features softened and the girl began to sniffle a little.

“Now, please explain to me what happened.” What followed was a harrowing tale, and Sarah understood why Melinda had mentioned about confidentiality, as nothing said here could ever be repeated elsewhere. There was some sobbing and crying, but the two managed to talk about everything and at the end they even thanked Sarah for helping them to talk about what happened and that she had been a tremendous help.

The next three cases were also handled in the same way, with the patients talking in a frank and open manner to the therapist and they all thanked Sarah as well for listening to them. After the last session was finished, Melinda sat beside Sarah on the settee.

“You have been an incredible help today, Sarah, and I really think that you have a gift that can help many other people.”

Sarah looked at the therapist. “I don’t know how it works, even though it must have something to do with chemical production.”

“I think that it lessens the fear and emotional reaction to the particular trauma that these patients have suffered. It’s theorised that some people can either not handle the emotion that is created, or the brain takes an axe to parts of itself causing major psychological effects. Instead of an axe, your chemical must act like a scalpel, causing a major lessening of the emotion or even stopping it altogether. Sarah, you could make a fortune from this.”

“It’s not money that I’m thinking of, Melinda. Given how I ended up in this situation in the first place, the thought of making money out of this does not make me happy. I already have a comfortable allowance for my purposes, so I don’t need to be paid. If I am to help, then it will be for free, as I will not accept money from this.”

“But you will help?” Melinda asked.

“I have a few people I have to check with, but I think that they will say yes as well. I have one condition and that is I can also ask for special cases to be added to my sessions as I see fit.”

“Certainly, would you like to start on Monday afternoon if you get your agreements from the others?”

“Yes, and I will require a session for three people on that Monday, if I can get them here. Put my name down on the records as Sarah Carter.”

Melinda rose from the couch. “I need to close for today, as I have to work elsewhere in the afternoon. Do you need a lift anywhere?”

“I will call Brian to take me home.” Sarah answered as the two ladies left the office. “Once I’m home I will have someone else to contact.” Sarah took out her phone as Melinda left the floor in the lift. “Brian, could you fetch me from the unit? Thank you. I need to discuss something very important with you once you arrive, and then I will have to contact Anne.”


Chloé had been very busy at the library and by the time that she had finished, it was nine o’clock in the evening. As she packed up her items, she took the can out of her pocket and sprayed the antidote over her body. “I know that I will be safe for tomorrow, but I want to make sure that I will not affect anyone of the way to James’s room at the university.” The small can was placed back in her pocket and she turned all of the lights out as she left the library, but as she left she noticed a large and heavy bench to the right of the door.

Maybe I should see if I could move lift it a little. The librarian put one hand under the bench, and she remembered the recent incident that had caused her great anger which caused her heart to race. A moment later, the end of the bench rose from the floor, and Chloé calmed herself back down. Well, I will be safe, even if there are any muggers between here and the university, as they will be the ones in danger.

After a few more minutes, she left the building by the main door, and she listened to the rustling of the trees. Non, I am not just listening, as there seem to be something else. Is it the tiny vibrations caused by the movement? It is almost as if I can feel them. This must be what Sarah and Brian have described about feeling where something is, rather than seeing it.

As the librarian walked along the path to the university, she saw that a large area was dark because all of the lighting was off. Merde! It was like this for two nights last week, and I had to make detours each time. I have no problems in walking to James tonight as I cannot be surprised. There were unusual vibrations coming from off the path as she walked along, and her curiosity got the better of her as she stepped towards the object of her interest. It is behind the bushes, and if I get closer I will see through them to what lies beyond. Wait, someone is whimpering.

The young lady moved closer by taking silent steps, and she knew that the darkness would hide her from whoever is there. If it is nothing unusual, then I can be on my way, with no one the wiser. After another twenty feet, what was happening behind the bushes became clear to the librarian. There is a woman laying down on the ground, with her ankles together and her arms are behind her back. Given that she is emitting muffled squeals, my only conclusion is that she is bound and gagged. Surrounding her are four young men, and they are circling her. This does not bode well for the poor mademoiselle.

After getting to just the other side of the bushes, the wind changed and it carried the voice of the leader, who sounded as if his ‘courage’ came from the drink that he had consumed earlier. “We’ve had enough fun teasing you, and now it is time for our fun, you whore. You won’t have seen enough of us to provide a proper description, and after you’ve provided the evening’s entertainment, those pretty eyes of yours will be put out so that you will never be able to point us out in an identity parade.”

At this, the captive gave out a suppressed scream which only made her captors laugh. I am unable to walk away and leave the lady to her fate, but my choices are very few. If I stand back and call the police, they may arrive too late, and the thugs could still get away. If I fight all four of them, I will exhaust myself, and I could be at their mercy. That leaves me only one choice, and I understand why Sarah walked into her neighbour’s house on that fateful Saturday in order to save them.

Putting on a falsetto voice, Chloé shouted out loud “I am lost, is there anyone there who can help me?” and as she lifted the lid covering her watch, she could see that the dial burned crimson…
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The Red Widow Part 5

Postby skybird137 » Fri Nov 29, 2013 12:46 am

Part 5

“Why, it seems that we have another Pretty Polly to play with.” One of the group said as the four surrounded Chloé. “This means twice as much fun for tonight.”

I know what you mean when you say fun, but this is not what you will receive. The librarian took a step back, but this was to play a part, rather than make any attempt at escape. “But I do not want to play any games, I have to meet somebody.”

“Yes, you have met someone, and it’s us. Tie her up, boys.” The two men at either side of Chloé grabbed her arms and forced them behind her back, while the man behind her crossed her wrists and wrapped a zip-tie around them, before pulling it as tight as he could so that the plastic bit into her flesh.

“OW! You do not have to hurt me. I have done nothing to you.”

“But we have to hurt you, that is part of the fun. Once you are gagged, we will be the only ones who will hear the sweet sound of your suffering.” The man behind the young lady grasped her hair and pulled it back, forcing the girl to shout out as her neck was strained. A moment later, her mouth was filled by a rolled up cloth which was inserted by the man in front of her, and a strip was pushed between her teeth before it was taken around her face and knotted off at the back of her head.

The man in front pressed himself against the not so helpless captive, and she could feel the flame of desire spark between her legs as the proof of his lust rubbed against her. “You are like all of them, pretending to be virginal when you are all sluts and whores. Force her to kneel, cross her ankles and tie them.”

No resistance was offered by the bound Chloé as she was forced to kneel on the grass by the two men on either side of her, and her ankles were crossed and zip-tied by the man behind her who lifted up her sweater a few seconds later. The thug in front of her unhooked the clasp of her bra and pulled the cups back so that her breasts were exposed, before pulling her shorts and tights down to her knees.

“plssdnnttcchmm” She said through her gag as her breasts were squeezed by the man behind, and the beast in front ran his hands up and down between her legs. “llwnntthss” The captive shook her head as her nipples were groped and fingers pressed against the top of her legs. By now you must all want me, and I am helpless and in your power.

The man to the left of her said “You’ve had enough fun for the moment, now it’s our turn.” Similar sentiments were made by the man on the left as the two others played with her body.

“Look, the other whore is over there, and you can enjoy her how you want. This one is ours until we no longer want her.” The man in front of Chloé said.

“Yes.” The man behind said “That bitch is suitable for kids like you, but this girl is for real men who can please her.” The captive emitted a moan as her nipples were kissed by the man in front of her, and she sensed the two men by her side moved so that they were behind the pair that pawed at her body. They appeared to reach to their belts with their right hands, and it seemed as if they punched the criminals that were concentrated on her in the back, before pulling them away from her and leaving them on the ground.

Mon Dieu, have you two stabbed them?

“I’ll have the good one, and you can have the dregs.” The one behind said.

There was a silence for a second before the man in front of her said “Oh no, this one is for me, you can’t have her!” The one who was behind her moved to the right, the one in front rushed at him, and there was a frenzied but short battle with the one from the front being the winner. “Now that I have defeated my rivals for you, I have proved myself worthy of mating with you so I will claim my prize.” He said as he made his way to where Chloé was before pushing her so that she was lying on her back.

Even if you knew what the prize entails, you would not be able to control yourself anyway, and I need you to take me. The bound librarian moaned as her lust grew due to kisses being placed on the mounds of her breasts by the monster, who was also caressing the petals of her flower.

“See, I know that you want it, and you want me to give it to you.” He took his face down to her intimacy and flicked his tongue over and onto her flower and mound which drove Chloé mad with desire. More caresses of her most sensitive areas took the captive to the edge of her release as she lay there on the ground. “I will take you and mate with you, so that you can be satisfied.” He said as she heard the thug unbuckle his belt and pull his trousers down. “It is time to enter you.”

There was a cry from the young lady as he slid into her, and her passion rose with each thrust until she surrendered to her pleasure with a scream that echoed the orgasm that shot through her body.

Chloé smiled as the man stood up with his trousers still around his ankles. You have no idea about what is going to happen to you.

“I’ll take the other girl, blind the both of you and- and-. Oh My God, what are you, you are a monster, an eight-legged demon, and you are going to eat me!” As the thug attempted to run away, he was tripped up by his own trousers as Chloé attempted to free herself.

If I remember what Sarah said, then I am doing this in the wrong way. An image was built up in her mind which was composed of what the man planned for both of his captives, and there was a snapping sound as the zip tie the bound her wrists was broken. She reached down to her ankles and broke the other zip-tie, before pulling her tights and shorts up in one smooth motion so that she was mobile again. The librarian felt that there were a few more zip-ties on the ground, so she picked them up before launching herself at the till prone criminal as he was trying to pull his trousers up.

Her heart raced faster than ever as she held his hands, crossed his wrists behind his back, and used a zip tie to bind his arms together. A second zip-tie secured his ankles, while a third bound his wrists to his ankles leaving him in a hogtie. She tore off her gag, placed her mouth close to his ear and in a quiet voice said “I am hungry, but I will forgo that if you confess everything when the police arrest you. If you don’t plead guilty to your crimes, I will hunt you down and drain the fluids from your beating heart!”

At this, the man screamed and started to sob in terror, while Chloé walked over to where the girl was lying, and she noticed that the captive was still whimpering. “You are no longer in any danger.” She said in the same fake voice as she opened the girl’s handbag and took out her phone, and Chloé noticed that the glow of the dial was still red.

I will have to spray myself so that you are not affected. I do not want to see you hurt. She found the aerosol in the pocket and sprayed the chemical over herself so that the dial colour changed from red to green which meant that the captive would be safe. The small can was put away, the sweater was pulled back down and the librarian placed the phone in the woman’s hands before breaking the zip-ties that bound her at her wrists and ankles.

“Call the police, you are safe and I have to go now.” Taking silent steps, Chloé put some distance between herself and where the victim was, and she kept a vigil until she could hear the sound of police sirens. They will just file it under an unusual case, and hopefully they will not look for anyone.

The mind of the librarian was in turmoil until she reached the university, and she made her way to the rooms of the students, using her own special entry card to gain access to the building. Once inside, she took the lift to the level where James was staying, walked to his room and pressed the button that let him know that someone outside.

The door was opened by James and his face went pale as he saw the state of his girlfriend. “What happened to you Chloé? You seem to have been in some kind of battle.”

“I will tell you later James, but I need a hot shower and a change of clothing, please.” Chloé entered the room, James closed the door and the two went into the shower room, with James running the shower while Chloé undressed. “I may be in for a while, and please leave me until I come out.”

“The shower is ready, Chloé. I’ll fold up your clothes and get you something else to wear for tonight.” The librarian entered the shower and let the water run over her body, so that she could relax after her recent incident.

Sarah had a long bath after the situation with the Red Scorpions, so I hope that you do not mind if I stay in for a while and let the water wash over me. As her shower continued, she noticed that James brought in a few items which were placed on a table, and her clothing was folded and carried out. Through the noise of the shower, Chloé heard the sound of the door buzzer, and moments later she could hear James talking to someone else. As the police have not burst through the door, I can only assume that it must be Anne and she has come to speak to me about tonight’s incident.

The button in the shower was pressed and the water slowed to just a few errant drips when the young lady stepped out of the cubical and dried herself of with the towel that had been left by her boyfriend. She stepped over to the pile of clothes, strapped on the watch that was on top, and sprayed herself with the counteragent until the dial on the watch glowed green. It would not be a good idea to walk in without taking the appropriate measures as I know how Anne will react. The next item on the pile was a pair of white lace cotton tights, which she smoothed onto her legs, and picked up the white teddy dress before holding it to her body.

This was a present from Sarah, and it will always be a reminder of the time that she saved my life. Now I have the gift that was hers, until she is able to become active again. Chloé put on the teddy dress and checked herself in the mirror before wrapping a white dressing gown around her body. I have to face Anne and I hope that she will not be too unhappy with me.

She opened the door to the living room, and her heart was racing as she left the washroom, but her state of nerves was alleviated by the concerned look on Anne’s face as the agent sat in the armchair. You seem to be worried about me, that is something that I did not expect.

As the librarian turned her head to the right, she noticed that a cup of coffee had been put on the table for her, and James was motioning for her to sit on his right. “It’s okay, Chloé, please sit down and have a drink.” He said as she moved to the couch.

After she sat down and took a sip of her coffee, Chloé said “I am so sorry Anne, but I couldn’t walk away from the situation. I could not allow them to violate her.”

Anne put her drink on the table. “It’s okay Chloé, the confession by the perpetrator and the statement by the victim show that there would have been dire consequences had you not interfered. The report of the incident had been sent directly to my telephone, as the system is set up send me any report like this. My main concern is about your well being, as you must have been unprepared for this.”

“It is a surprise to me, but I am not feeling any ill effects from dealing with those individuals, which is fortunate, given what has happened.” Chloé said, taking little sips from her drink.

“I doubt that there will be a trial, Chloé.” Anne said “Officially, three of the criminals killed each other in a struggle over you, and the survivor has gone insane, so he will be committed. That saves the poor girl from suffering the additional trauma of having to appear in court.”

“Oui, Anne, but she will be suffering from her ordeal, so she will need help.”

“She is going to get help, and you would not believe the person who is going to be able to help her.”

“Who is it, Anne?”

“It’s Sarah. It seems that her new pheromone production acts like a major therapy, and physical contact has an unusual effect of erasing the fear that a memory generates. She should already be at the police station and helping the victim”

“That is ironic, as the virus was originally designed as a terror weapon and now it acts against fear.” Chloé said “Sarah will not be able to be a Widow for a year, but at least she can still be of some use. The world will still turn without there being someone to be there, but it is better if her place was filled in the meantime.”

Anne smiled. “Does that mean that you will help?”

“Oui Anne, I will do as much as I can, but I think that I will need a lot of assistance in doing this. The Pink Widow is inappropriate for me, so maybe I should use the name of ‘The Red Widow’.”

“I will make the arrangements, Chloé, and take you to the farmhouse tomorrow so you will be there at nine o’clock in the morning. Kayla will join us as well as she has a few ideas for items that you may need. There is another thing that I will have to arrange, though.”

“What is it Anne?” James asked.

“We have a special apartment in town, and as I will need to ensure your safety, we will need to transfer both of you to this location.”

James looked at Chloé “Just think Chloé, your very own Widow’s Lair. Maybe we should hang little spiders from the ceiling and have wallpaper with web designs.”

“James, that would be silly.” Chloé said as she giggled at James’s suggestion. “I would think that such a place has storage for any equipment that we may wish to store. Am I correct, Anne?”

“There is a hidden room which can be used for that very purpose, so it will be ideal for your purposes. I will make the arrangements, and the apartment should be ready within a week. Now, I hate to leave, but I have to call a few people, so that things can be made ready.” Anne rose from the chair, and Chloé followed her to the door.

“I will see you in the morning then, Anne.” Chloé gave the agent a warm embrace which was returned, and the young lady opened the door. “Goodbye for now.”

“Bye Chloé.” The agent left the apartment and Chloé closed the door behind her before turning towards her love and removing her dressing gown. “I think that I need a lot of gentle touches from you tonight James, but I would like you to bind me so that I am helpless.”

“I will get some blue rope then, Chloé, so could you stand by the settee while I fetch it.” As the young man entered the bedroom, the librarian stood by the couch and placed her arms in a box position. A minute later, James returned with a large bag and he uncoiled the loops of blue rope that he removed.

Her right wrist and left elbow were bound together first, and loops were wrapped between her arms so that the bindings could be cinched before they were knotted off. Next to be bound were her left wrist and right elbow which secured her arms into a box shape, and she smiled as a long piece of cord was looped around her chest and upper arms above and below her breasts, with cinches between her arms and body which emphasised her shape.

“Open wide, my love.” After the captive followed the instructions, her mouth was filled by a large rubber ball and the attached straps were buckled together at the back of her neck.

A sleep mask was placed over her eyes, and four lengths of rope secured her ankles together at the ankles, below and above the knees and at the mid thighs. I am helpless and at your mercy James, which is what I want to be at this moment.

She felt his hands as her took hold of her, and gentle pressure guided her so that she sat on his lap so that she was facing to his right. A sigh escaped her gagged mouth as arms embraced her, and she snuggled into him as her hair was caressed. This feels so wonderful, especially after what happened tonight.

“I’ll hold you and take care of you until you fall asleep, and then carry you to the bedroom.”

Chloé nodded. Thank you James, I just want to rest in your arms tonight. The young lady enjoyed the comfort of her lover’s arms, and over time, she fell asleep…
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The Red Widow Part 6

Postby skybird137 » Fri Nov 29, 2013 8:03 am

Part 6

It was nine o’clock on the Wednesday morning and Chloé was sitting in the living room of the farmhouse, along with Anne, Sarah, and Brian as they waited for Kayla to arrive in her van. Five minutes later, they saw the vehicle pull into a parking space in front of the house, and the scientist pulled out a large luggage case which she wheeled to the front door.

Brian walked over to the door and opened it so that Kayla could enter the farmhouse. “Good morning Kayla, how are you today?”

“Good morning Brian, I feel great today. Sarah has done me a lot of good, and I owe her a great debt. I must apologise for being late, but there were a few last minute adjustments to be done.”

“Don’t worry about it, Kayla.” Anne said “This is only a preliminary meeting, but we might be able to get a lot done this morning. Did you bring everything?”

“Yes, I even have a stored form of the virus that I filtered from Sarah’s blood and it should keep for at least two weeks. I also have small cans of the counter agent, both plain and disguised as a deodorant.” The side of the case was opened and the scientist brought out the aerosol sprays, some of which were black, with the rest covered with a label that read ‘Deodorant La Veuve Ruoge’. “The disguised cans have a deodorant chemical mixed in, so if someone else picks it up and uses it, they will be no wiser.”

A small red box was taken out of the side of the case by the scientist. “This contains the virus that is being generated by Sarah. There are three methods of introducing the virus into your bloodstream, Chloé. The first is by a small aerosol spray, and you use this by breathing in when you spray it into your mouth.” The small spray bottle was taken out of the box and placed on the living room table. “The second is in a pill form which envelops a liquid suspension, and if you prefer, you can take one every morning as a regular dose.” A small jar of pills were put on the table beside the bottle.

The librarian looked down at her watch and she noticed that the green glow was fading to a dull grey. “It seems that the virus is dying inside my body, so I will need some more for today.”

“Well, it might be useful to test the third option this morning, as it is designed to fit into your glove at the tip of the little finger. It is a little pad which has a very small needle on the end, and when you press hard you inject the virus along with a little adrenalin into your bloodstream. From what happened last night, it seems that the emotion and adrenaline of the situation seems to trigger an effect that can negate the counteragent, so this can be very useful as a booster if necessary.” A rectangular box was opened, which showed the pads that the woman put down beside the pill jar.

The top of the case was opened and a holdall was brought out by Kayla, who put it on the settee. “This is a little something that I designed for you as a costume, just as you chose Sarah’s, and I hope that it isn’t too bad. There is a red wig included, as I think that your natural hair will give you away otherwise. By the way, given what you will be involved in, it would be best if you stripped fully before putting on the costume.”

Chloé picked up the bag and turned toward the stairs. “Is it okay if I get changed in the spare bedroom? I should only be a few minutes.”

“Go ahead Chloé, I would love to see what Kayla has designed for you.” Sarah said “I have a feeling it will be most interesting.”

The young lady walked up the stairs with the holdall and entered the spare room which contained another double bed, and she took no time in stripping herself of her normal clothing before opening the holdall and arranging the outfit on the bed. You said a little something, but you must have worked very hard to get this ready. I will most likely look silly with this on, but that will take people’s attention away from my face. The librarian started to get dressed in the costume…

As Chloé descended the stairs, her cheeks were as red as the costume that she was wearing, but the others in the living room gave looks of approval.

Kayla was the first to speak. “This season’s heroine fashion colours are red and black, as shown by the costume of the Red Widow. Notice the long straight bright red wig which covers the real hair of our meek, mild mannered librarian, and the red velvet Zorro mask also helps to conceal the identity of our angel of justice. The sweater is red with black sleeves, the logo on her chest is that of a black hour glass, and over each breast is a large flap which is connected at the top and sides with press studs which allow the villains to gain easy access to her breasts.”

“Over the red tights which have a flap at the appropriate location, Chloé is wearing black hot pants that have a panel which is held on the front by Velcro. Again, the flap and the panel are to allow the unfortunate thug to gain his ‘reward’ which will be well deserved.”

“The effect is completed by the red knee length combat boots and over the elbow gloves, and later I will attach the black utility belt which will complete the ensemble.”

Anne turned to the scientist. “You’re a regular Edith Head, putting that together. Just how long have you been thinking about this?”

“Actually, it was going through my mind since the incident on Monday, and I was working since the that evening.”

“I think that my accent will reveal who I am, as well as my features.” Chloé said.

“Don’t worry about that, Chloé, Brian has an idea concerning your accent, and a few make up tips from me will accentuate and diminish features which will make you appear to be different.” Sarah said.

“I would like to see how these tabs work in action, so would you please attach two of them into Chloé’s glove?” Anne asked.

“Certainly Anne.” Kayla picked up two tabs and slotted them into little compartments that were at the tips of the gloves’ little fingers. “Now, what do we do next?”

Anne picked up a cloth bag that she had carried into the living room and handed it to Sarah. “As it is supposed to be used under special circumstances, our heroine must be placed in restraint. You know what to do, Sarah.”

Sarah took a coil of white rope out of the bag. “Okay, Red Widow, place your hands behind your back, palm to palm.” Chloé did so, and the woman wrapped and cinched her wrists before tying a knot that was out of the reach of the young lady’s fingers. The librarian’s elbows were pulled together and a second coil was used to bind the end of her forearms together so that her arms were locked behind her back.

“I think that this is the first time that you have bound me, mon amie.”

“I don’t think that captured heroines are allowed to speak, so kindly open your mouth wide.” The woman picked up a large red ball-gag and inserted the ball into the girl’s mouth before buckling the straps together at the back of her neck.” I never thought that this would be so enjoyable, placing you in bondage.”

This is a side of you that I have never experienced before, but it is quite pleasurable. Two long coils were taken around her body and arms, one around her chest, above and below her breasts and the other bound her arms to her waist. You do mean business today, Sarah.

“I shall now take the captive upstairs to the spare room and tie her to the bed, where she will meet her fate.” Sarah pushed Chloé in the back. “Up the stairs, and be quick about it, unless you want to feel my wrath on your backside.” The helpless young lady wasted no time in going up the stairs and into the bedroom with the woman picking up the bag and following her. “Lie on your back on the brass bed, spread your legs out towards the corners and do not keep me waiting.”

You are being very dominant today, Sarah and it seems that Anne has encouraged you to be this way. The bound girl got onto the bed, and after a little struggle, she managed to lie on her back and spread her legs towards the corners of the bed. Two more ropes were taken out of the bag by the woman, and Chloé’s ankles were soon secured to the bottom of corners of the bed. I am immobile, and completely at your mercy.

There was a crackle from the loudspeaker in the ceiling, and the captive could hear Anne’s voice. “See if you can use the tab in your right glove, Chloé.” The young lady pressed the tip of her right little finger against the palm of her hand, and a few seconds later she could feel the pinprick which indicated that the serum would be entering her blood stream. As the captive looked around the room, the pale glow from the special lights changed from pink to red which showed that the pheromone production was active again.

It does seem to happen at an incredible rate, so the presence of the virus must act as a trigger mechanism. She was puzzled by Sarah’s unusual behaviour as the woman turned her back to the captive and sniffed the air several times, before kneeling on the bed between the legs of the girl.

“Now that you are helpless and unable to hurt me, I will mate with you and pleasure you.” Sarah lay down on top of the helpless librarian and kissed her on the cheek while using her hands to pull open the flaps which covered the breasts of the captive.

Oh no Sarah, it is affecting you! The girl struggled and pulled against her bonds but she felt as weak as a newborn, which left her with no chance to break free. Please stop Sarah, you do not want to do this. The woman landed sweet kisses along the mounds of Chloé’s breasts while moving her fingers down to between the girl’s legs, and the helpless lady realised that her own desires would soon overwhelm her protests. Soon, I will be urging you on to take me.

“You have such a wonderful body, and you deserve to have someone mate with you. I will provide you with the pleasure that you want.” Sarah sucked and kissed the girl’s nipples while she pulled down the partition on the hot pants and folded the flap over on the tights.

Oui please, caress me there. Non, you must stop it, Sarah. Oh, but it will feel so good when you touch me. Pull away, please pull away There was a gasp from the captive’s gagged lips as Sarah’s fingertips traced a path of delight over the petals of her flower. You must give me more! Non, you must take control of yourself!

The caress of the captive’s flower elicited another cry of joy from the captive who was losing herself in the pleasure. “The quivering of your body tells me that you want your pleasure, and I shall provide you with it.”

Take me Sarah, I want to feel bliss from you, but it will affect you so much. The kissing and sucking of Chloé’s breasts and the deep strokes of her flower had taken her right to the edge, and she knew that she would feel the ecstasy of orgasm.

Just when Chloé thought that she was going to reach her peak, Sarah pulled back and knelt up straight, leaving the helpless captive in denial.

“I bet that you wished that you had never teased me on that Saturday, placing me in bondage, sticking me in a luggage case, and taking me by taxi to James’s house. Gotcha!”

The first thought that went through Chloé’s mind was: You are not affected after all, thank goodness! The second was: You let me think that you were in trouble just to get revenge, you- you- It was probably good that Sarah’s knowledge of the French Language was nonexistent and the Chloé’s gag was quite effective, otherwise the woman would have been exposed to some very coarse words.

After the young lady had cooled down, Sarah gave the captive sweet caresses on her valley so that she would be reminded just how close she was to release. “I don’t believe that you fell for it, Chloé. After all, it was shown on Monday that I was immune to your effects, so why should it be any different today. You should have seen the look on your face. Anyway, I have my revenge for what you did to me, so it is time to give you your release.” The woman leant forward and kissed Chloé’s breasts as the captive’s valley was probed and caressed to its utmost extent, and there was a loud scream from the young lady as she was engulfed by the bliss of orgasm...

As the Chloé roused from her post-orgiastic reverie, she realise that her ropes had been removed, the ball-gag was no longer filling her mouth, and her clothing was back in position. Sitting at the edge of the bed was Sarah, who was smoothing her cheek. “You were out of it for a while, Chloé, and I was wondering whether or not to rouse you.”

“I was scared that you had fallen under the influence of the chemical, Madame Sarah, but I should have realised that you would not be susceptible because you rescued me on Monday. I let myself be fooled, rather than trying to think about it.”

After Chloé rose from the bed, Sarah hugged her and they stood in each other’s arms for a few seconds. “I’m sorry, but I always wanted to get my own back for that Saturday morning. I think that we need to do something first, before we go downstairs though.” The woman took a small aerosol out of her pocket and sprayed the contents over the young lady. “We don’t want Anne or Kayla going crazy over you.”

“Oui Sarah, I think that the results would be unpleasant, to say the least. Shall we go and see the others?” The two women pulled themselves apart and made their way to the living room, where the others were waiting.

“You looked very cute, all bound and gagged.” Kayla said “It makes me want to have that to happen to me again, as I once loved being helpless like that. I just wish I knew some people that I could trust so that it wouldn’t be scary.”

“Actually Kayla, I know just the people who could help you, as they have done this kind of therapy before.” Anne said “I’ll have a word with them and see if they could help you out with their own special session.”

“Thanks Anne, I would be ever so grateful.”

Chloé glanced at the scientist. Kayla just emphasised the word grateful, and there was something in her eyes when she looked at Anne. It could be that she may want some kind of connection after her years alone, or I am most likely reading something that is not there. “This outfit is very impressive, but my French accent will destroy any disguise that I am wearing, as it will be impossible to hide it.”

Brian smiled as he switched on the television and disc player. “The trick with an obvious accent is not to hide it, but to take it to the utmost extreme, so that it sounds fake. People will then think that you are faking the accent, and that you are hiding the genuine one. Please sit down everyone, this is for Chloé so that she could understand what I mean, but it should be entertaining as well.”

Everyone sat down as the programme started, and the scene was a French Cafe during World War Two. The cafe owner’s accent was crazy enough, but when the British spy posing as a French Police officer said “Good Moaning.” the librarian collapsed in a fit of giggles.

“Mon Dieu! Their accents are indeed atrocious, and what did the resistance leader say? ‘Leesten very carefully, I shall say zis only wunce!’ They have really exaggerated it.”

“That’s the whole point, Chloé.” Brian said “It is meant to be a parody of a television series about the French Resistance during the Second World War.”

“So instead of saying ‘I Am The Red Widow’ I should pronounce it as ‘I am Zee Reed Weedow!’ so that it sounds false.”

Kayla stood up and walked over to her case, bringing back a black pocket belt. “Sorry for the interruption, but Chloé needs to try her utility belt on. If you would be so good as to stand up, I will be able to put this around your waist.” The Librarian rose from the couch and Kayla put the belt around her waist, making an adjustment to the tightness so that it was a perfect fit.

Chloé moved the belt a little, adjusting its position so that it would be at its most comfortable. “What are in the pockets Kayla, knockout gas? stun grenades? Throwing stars?”

“No, the pockets contain zip-ties, duct tape, a sponge ball, a ball-gag, a set of handcuffs, and a set of leg cuffs. If you only have one or two people to deal with and they are close together, you might be able to use your ability to know where their nerve locations are, bring them down and use the materials to bind them. This is only if you are sure that you can do this, however. The safer option is to seduce them so that they will bind you with these items and once you break free, you can take care of the winner after he claims his so-called prize.”

“So, I am outfitted as ‘Little Miss Bondage’ then.” Chloé said as she and the scientist sat back down on the couch, and the episodes continued to lunchtime with Brian and Sarah serving refreshments to the others.

It was at this time that Alexa and Joanne walked into the Bank of Maine...
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The Red Widow Part 7

Postby skybird137 » Sat Nov 30, 2013 12:26 am

Part 7

“I’m not sure that we should have come into the bank at this time, as it seems to be full of women who are doing business in their lunch break.” Alexa said. Both of the young ladies were wearing matching white t-shirts and trainers with jeans, and they were waiting in a long queue.

Joanne stood behind her friend, with her arms around Alexa’s waist and nuzzling her shoulder. “It does give us more time together, and I know that you would have wanted that. Anyway, mum asked me to make a withdrawal, so I have no choice but to come here at this time.”

“It’s okay.” Alexa said “I would have preferred more quality time alone with you though, and not inside a bank.” She turned around while still in her friend’s arms, placed her own arms around Joanne’s neck and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“Careful, Alexa, we might draw attention to ourselves, and we don’t want to get into any kind of trouble.” Joanne said, before she kissed her friend back.

The girl’s loving was halted by a cough to their side. “Well, I think that you have got just about everyone’s attention.” The thirtyish black haired female security officer said as she looked at the blushing young ladies, along with everybody else in the room.

“I’m sorry.” Alexa said as she disengaged herself from her friend “We didn’t mean to get carried away.

“Don’t worry, young love always takes over at times. Just wait until you go to somewhere private please, as it can be proved to be quite a distraction.” The guard said.

In fact it was this very distraction that saved the guard’s life, as at this moment five men in boiler suits and ski masks entered the bank, carrying pistols and semi automatic rifles shouting “Freeze! If anyone moves, they will be shot!”...


“See Chloé, if you use the right make-up, you can use it to alter which features of your face are distinctive.” Sarah added several faint brushes onto the librarian’s cheeks to alter the tone. “You already appear to be a different woman after just a few strokes.”

As Chloé looked in the mirror, she had to agree as she noticed the alterations to her face gave a marked contrast to her original appearance, and she knew that people who knew her might think that she was someone else. “Will this be difficult to learn, mon amie?”

“It will take a little practice, but it is easy to fool people once you know how. I visited Heather before the housewarming party for Amy and Veronica, and she didn’t recognise me once I had made a few alterations.”

As Sarah continued with teaching her makeup tricks, there was a call on Anne’s phone, and she looked worried as she answered it. When it was over, she turned to the others. “There has been a bank robbery in town, and five criminals escaped from one bank with a substantial amount of cash. Things went wrong though, when their car broke down after travelling a short distance, so they abandoned it and stormed the Bank of Maine. The men were forced out at gunpoint, leaving the women inside, and we have a hostage situation.”

“I’m afraid that training is over for today, and we will have to go into town to be on standby. The most likely result is that the criminals will surrender after a little while as they are unable to escape, and if they start to kill hostages the place will be stormed.”

“Okay, let’s pack up and head into town. Kayla, you can follow us in the van and provide any extra equipment.”

Kayla reached into the case and brought out a large black trench coat, before handing it to Chloé. “There’s a large pocket where you can put your wig and mask, and wearing this should cover your clothing, so that you can be transported to the scene.”

Chloé put the coat on and buttoned it up, before putting her mask and wig in the appropriate pockets. “The only things anyone can see are my boots and gloves, so this should prove to be a useful cover. I think that we should be on our way now, though.”

As they left the farmhouse and made their way to the parked vehicles, Anne’s phone rang again, and when she answered it, her face went pale as she trembled. “Okay, I’ll see what I can do.” When she put the phone back in her pocket, she leant against the car door and said “Oh dear God, not again, please.”

“What is it?” Brian said as he supported the FBI agent.

“I- I just got a call from Joanne’s mother. She asked Joanne if she could make a withdrawal from the Bank of Maine this lunchtime, and there was been no contact since.” Anne said as she barely maintained her composure. “If Joanne is there, then, then-.”

Sarah took the car keys from Anne. “Then Alexa will be there as well. I’ll drive this time Anne, and don’t worry, nothing will happen to them. Chloé you are in the front with me, Brian stay with Anne in the back.”

The FBI Agent managed to recover and entered the vehicle, making a call to the police that they will need an escort so they will be at the bank as soon as possible...


The two young ladies were sitting side by side on the floor of the bank, with their wrists crossed in front of them and bound with grey duct tape. The same tape was also around their ankles and covered their mouths, so they were prevented from talking to each other. As they peeked out of the windows, they could see the vehicles and the armed officers taking cover behind them.

“I thought that you had checked the vehicle properly, so this wouldn’t happen!” The man who appeared to be the leader said.

“I checked and double checked the car, and it was just pure bad luck that the engine screwed up as we tried to get away.” The second said “So, what do we do now boss? Shoot one hostage per hour until they provide us with a car?”

“That would be stupid, if we start shooting people, then it gives the police chief every excuse to come in with guns blazing and become a hero by rescuing the survivors. He’ll probably get a medal for it. If we run out, we’ll just be gunned down, and if we just surrender, he’ll take the credit for it.”

“We have no options left then.”

“We have one, and they won’t like it. It doesn’t involve shooting anyone, and even if we have to surrender at the end, the reputation of the chief and his police will be destroyed. After all, there are worse fates then death, especially when women are involved.”

Alexa and Joanne’s faces went pale at this comment, and they reached out their hands to each other in order to obtain some kind of support.

“Bring the security guard to the centre of the bank.” Two of the masked thugs took hold of the terrified woman, grabbed hold of her hands and dragged her along the floor so that she was in front of the leader who pointing his camera at her. “Cut off her clothing, I want to see her naked.” The criminals set to work with their knives, and soon the helpless woman was sobbing as she lay naked on the floor.

“I want her arms behind her back, and I want tape from her elbows to her fingertips.” the tape that bound her wrists together in front of her was cut away, and one robber pulled her arms behind her back while another took a roll of duct tape and wrapped it around her arms from her elbows to the tips of her fingers. “Tape her legs from her ankles to the top of her shin and then place the guard on her knees.” Again the monster with the tape obliged, and soon, the captive was forced to kneel in front of the leader who handed the phone to another criminal.

The firearm that was the possession of the guard was picked up by the leader. “Now, I am going to remove the tape from your mouth, and you are going to open your mouth wide and say nothing. Failure to do this means that one of the customers will suffer as a result. Do you understand?”

The bound and nude guard trembled as she nodded her head. “Good.” The strip of tape was removed from the captive’s face, and she opened her mouth wide, just as her captor had ordered, but her terror increased as he placed the barrel of her pistol between her lips.

“I am not going to shoot you, I just want to make sure that I have your full attention. In a minute, you are going to hop out of here and deliver a message to the police outside.”

Alexa and Joanne’s blood ran cold as they listened to the message that the criminal gave to the guard...


The escort had just appeared for Anne’s car and Kayla’s van, and they drove as fast as possible to get into town as soon as they could, when the agent’s phone rang again. “Anne here, they did what? The bastards, the sick bastards!”

“What is it Anne?” Brian asked.

“They stripped the guard and forced her out of the bank so that she was naked with her arms taped behind her back, in order that she could deliver a message. Not only that, they videoed it and posted to the internet.”

“What was the message?”

“If the police don’t pull back and provide them with a vehicle so that they can escape, they will select two of the hostages, strip them and then-.” There was a moment’s pause from the agent “And then they will violate them and post this to the internet. They will not shoot any of the hostages unless the police attempt to storm the bank”

“This sounds as if the leader knows what he is doing. The police attack and hostages die. If the police let the criminals escape, they will be accused of helping crime. Once the thugs carry out their threat and post it, the politicians will try and force the chief to surrender to the criminals, otherwise it will appear to the public as if the authorities care more about the money than people’s lives.”

“Okay Brian, I’ll speak to the chief and let him know that we have a different option for him, but it will get a bit messy.”

Brian leaned forward in his seat. “How are you feeling Chloé?”

The young lady turned her head and body so she could look at the man. “To tell you the truth, monsieur, I am not ready at all, and I never expected it to happen like this.”

“Believe it or not, Chloé, not feeling ready is a good sign. I was attached to a military unit as a so-called technical advisor once. We had a fool of a captain who thought that he was ready for anything, and he walked us straight into an ambush against my advice which got half of his squad killed, including himself.”

Sarah increased the speed of the car as much as she dared and she followed the police car that cleared the way for her. “Unless there is a major hold up, we should arrive in time.” The three vehicles spend along the highway, and after a time, they reached the outskirts of the town...


The leader of the criminal gang looked at his watch. “The hour’s nearly up and the Chief of Police has not responded. Either he does not think that we are serious, or he considers the money and catching us to be more important than the well-being of a group of hostages.” He turned to the captives in the bank. “It seems that the authorities have decided that what happens to you is irrelevant. It’s a pity that two of you will have to suffer, but this is what they have chosen for you. Choose two of the captives, so that the authorities will know that our warning was not an idle one.”

The thug that was in charge pointed at two of his underlings, who went up to a frightened woman who was around her mid-forties and a teenage girl who was sitting next to her. “These will do, they look like mother and daughter.”

As the captives were dragged past the two teenagers, Alexa recognised the woman as someone she had seen before. OMG, it’s the principal’s wife, and the girl must be the daughter. NO!

Her shout distracted the two guards, and they turned around to face the teenagers who were still holding hands. “Actually, I think that these lovebirds will make a far better demonstration for the authorities.” The girls begged and pleaded for mercy as the criminals grabbed them by their wrists and dragged them along the floor to the leader...


The car and van pulled up not far from the bank, and Kayla went into the back of the van so that she could prepare something. The others exited the car, with Anne still providing instructions to the Chief. “Remember, once our operative goes into the bank, you will most likely hear shooting. Do not interfere or storm the bank, as this will be expected in the operation. Don’t worry, it’s not the hostages that will be shot. After one crazed person runs from the bank, you can take care of him, and the other members of my team will retrieve the operative. Do not enter the bank until they leave. I also need to borrow a vehicle for the extraction, don’t worry it will be retuned in a few minutes.”

The scientist left the van, holding what appeared to be a poster on one side, and a map in the other. “Chloé, this is a map of the local area, and on the other side is a fake comic book convention. All you have to do is enter the bank and pretend to be a costume player that has got lost.”Kayla lifted up Chloé’s right hand and a new tab was inserted into her glove. “Just use this when you are just outside the bank, and walk in.”

“Oui, Kayla, I just wish that my heart was not racing right now.”

“It’s okay.” Sarah said “Once you are in there, it will come naturally to you and you need to just let the events take their course. Good luck, Chloé.”

“Thank you Sarah. I think that I had better go on alone now.” The librarian put on her wig and mask, and handed Sarah the trench coat. Everything is up to me and me alone. This must be how you feel every time you went on a mission, mon amie.

As Chloé turned the corner, she could hear Kayla say “I would like to suggest that we prepare plan B for Chloé right now.”

Plan B, what could that mean? The young lady continued on toward the doors of the bank...


The leader raised his phone. “Make them stand, turn them so that they face each other, and tape their arms behind their back in the same way that the guard’s arms were.”

As Alexa was made to face her friend, she noticed that the criminal boss was holding his phone up in a certain manner. You’re going to show our destruction to the world! The tape around her wrists was cut away, her arms were pulled together, and there was the inexorable winding of tape around her arms from her elbows to the tips of her fingers. She looked at the face of her friend, and she saw that Joanne was as terrified as herself.

Please, this can’t be happening to us! Someone help us please!

“Strip them.” These two words increased the horror of the captives’ situation still further as their clothes were cut away from their bodies. The first items to go were the t-shirts, jeans and trainers which left them in their underwear. Next, their bras were removed, and then their panties were cut away, leaving them naked in front of their captors.

“If it’s any consolation, the mother and daughter pair will come after you, so you won’t be alone in your misery.” The boss looked at his henchmen “Force them to kneel and bind their ankles to their thighs, so that they are prepared for our pleasure. Maybe they’ll enjoy it as well, as they will be experiencing it with real men for once.”

The girls were made to look at each other as they were forced to kneel on the floor, the ankle tapes were removed and their ankles were taped to their thighs so that they would be accessible for the violation to come.

“Just think lads, we’ll be breaking into virgin territory this afternoon, and remember, after this part there was two more fields to plough with each of our virgin sacrifices.”

The two girls started to cry as their courage collapsed and the despair of their situation engulfed their being. “If the authorities cared about you, this wouldn’t be happening, so they are the ones that are truly to blame. Put them on their backs and let’s have some fun.”

I’m so sorry that I brought you to the bank with me today, Alexa. If I hadn’t, you would be spared this awful fate. I just hope that you can forgive me someday.

The girls was forced onto their backs and through their tears, they watched as the leader knelt in front on Alexa, while the second was preparing himself for Joanne.

Just at this moment when all seemed lost, everything was brought to a halt by a loud and bad French accent. “Iz zeez zee building for zee comeec convention?”
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The Red Widow Part 8

Postby skybird137 » Sun Dec 01, 2013 1:07 am

Part 8

As the young lady walked into the bank and made her announcement, she noticed that the hostages and the criminals were in areas that were shielded from a clear outside view by the exterior walls. This bank is a very good choice in defensive location, plus you would have a group of hostages as well. Alexa and Joanne! I must maintain my composure even though they are in danger and I have firearms pointing at me. She pressed the tip of her right finger against the palm of her hand and it was almost as if a tingling went through her body as the chemical entered her bloodstream.

A glance at her watch showed that the dial was changing from emerald to crimson, so she knew that checkmate was already achieved and all that was needed was to make the moves. Checkmate does seem appropriate in this situation, as it does mean to kill the king.

“I muzt zay zat your gunz look very realiztic. Iz zeez zum kind of zhow zat you are pooting on?”

The nude captives on the floor were trying to scream at the new arrival to run away, and Alexa’s thoughts had changed from terror for herself to concern for the new girl. They aren’t going to use the guns, if you run now, you can escape from here. Why aren’t you going, can’t you see what is happening?

Joanne looked at the young lady who walked into the bank and she was amazed by the appearance. That looks a bit like Chloé, but the nose and cheeks are very different. That put on French accent shows that it is fake, and Chloé would never be so stupid as to walk into a bank like this.

The leader stepped up to Chloé and took the poster/map out of her hands. “Where did you get this from?”

“Eet wuz given to me by one of my freendz. Zey zed zat a convention wuz ‘ere.”

“Your friends have played a joke on you, and the punch line is going to be bigger than they imagined. What type of heroine are you supposed to be, anyway?”

“I am zee zcurge of villainz everywhere, Fantomette-, non, I am Zee Reed Weedow.” Chloé said as the other four went to her sides and back. I announced myself as Fantomette?

One of the criminals behind her said “That sounds like a knock off, but at least she has her own character. Maybe we should capture this so-called super heroine, and show her what happens to people like her in the real world.”

“Yes.” The leader said “We will leave the two girls for later and have some fun with this lady. I always wanted to take a super heroine for myself. Pull her arms behind her back.”

“Non! I am zuppozed to take you prizoner, ziz iz wrong! I am the Reed Weedow and you must zurrender!” Chloé said as her arms were pulled behind her back. “Pleeze, do not humiliate me by uzing my own reztraint devizez on me!”

The thug on her left side opened a few of the pockets on the young lady’s belt before looking at his boss. “She has zip-ties on her, and a gag as well.”

“Non, pleeze, do not uze zem!” the girl cried as the items were removed from her.

“That’s perfect, bind her arms at the wrists and elbows with them.” The leader said.

That is perfect, these items can be easily broken if need be. One of the plastic strips was taken around the elbows of the young lady, and pulled tight to the fullest extent so that her elbows ended up touching behind her back. The next restraint was looped around the captive’s wrists and she felt the plastic dig into her gloves as the thug ensured her helplessness.

“Zeez cannot be ‘appening! Pleeze let me go!”

“Let you go? You are a succulent prize, and worth all of the others put together. I am going to enjoy you so much. Force her to her knees and bind her ankles to her thighs.”

It is working perfectly, and soon you will fight over me for your prize. The heroine was man-handled and made to kneel on the floor, and two long zip-ties were used to bind each ankle to her thigh so that she was stuck in a frogtie. As the second strip was pulled into place, the captive emitted a moan of arousal as the fire of lust grew within her body. I want one of you to take me, and I do not care which one of you it is.

“Pleeze, do not feel my mouth wit zee ‘orrible ball, ulp!” The leader picked up the ball-gag, inserted the large red ball between Chloé’s teeth and buckled the straps together at the back of her neck.

“Look, this girl is easily accessible as well.” He pulled the flaps open at the front, and the studs popped as the captive’s breasts were revealed, showing the already erect nipples of the helpless woman. “Now that you are helpless and are of no threat to me, I will pleasure you and mate with you.” The bound young lady moaned again as the leader fondled her breasts and teased her nipples.

Look, I am a very alluring and desirable mate, and I think that you would all want to mate with me. She did her best to get the other criminals to notice her by fluttering her eyelids.

“Why are you going to take her?” The second said “What about us?”

“There are two naked females over there, you can enjoy them, but such a prize like this is for me, as I am the leader.” The panel on Chloé’s hot pants was pulled down, and the flap that covered her most intimate location was pulled back.

“I’m the one who should take her, not you!” The second pulled a knife out of his pocket and stepped toward the leader who stood up and grasped his own weapon. Two of the other thugs had drawn their daggers and soon it developed into a vicious four-way brawl where they were hacking and stabbing at each other.

They have firearms but they are not using them. Could this be due to the fact that they want to show their strength, as this is a primal situation? I notice that one is hanging back from the others, though.

After the short but violent fight, three of the criminals looked as if they would never wake up again, but even though the leader of the group was victorious, he had also suffered several wounds. “You are my prize, as I have beaten the other-.” There was a look of surprise on his face, before he dropped face down on the floor with a knife in his back.

“Sometimes it’s the male who waits for the final mating fight who wins, and now all of you belong to me as my prize.”

Come to me and claim your prize, my winner. The captive squirmed in her binds as the fulfilment of her desire was the only thing on her mind. I am your bound mate, and you want me.

The surviving criminal dragged her around a desk so that she was out of site of the others, and the two teenage prisoners looked on in horror as they realised what was going to happen to the lady in red. Alexa looked at her friend who struggled in a vain attempt to free herself from her bonds. The poor girl! Her friends played a practical joke on her, and she is going to suffer a fate worse than death as a result of it.

“Your breasts are so beautiful.” The man said as he lifted the bottom of his ski mask so that his lips were revealed. “I will pleasure your body, as it is what you desire.” He landed kisses along the mounds of her breasts, and the girl writhed as his probing fingers traced paths of joy through the folds of her valley.

Oui, oui, provide me with bliss, and you will get a prize, but is one that you will regret. She moaned through her gag as her nipples were kissed and sucked, and the deep caresses of her intimacy took her closer and closer to her release with every soft stroke.

“You want me to take you.” There was a nod from the captive as she heard the familiar sound of a zip being pulled down, and she cried out as her body accepted him into her.

It is just like before, as I no longer care what you were planning. I just want you to do this to me. The shouts of pleasure from the helpless lady increased with every thrust and she soon gave a long, loud scream which was echoed by the captor as her body erupted in the bliss of orgasm.

Chloé smiled as she looked up at her captor who was pulling his zip back up. “Now I shall enjoy the other two girls-, the other-. Oh My God! What kind of monstrous creature are you? No, I can’t let you get me, I won’t let you eat me!”

Now you have the reward that you deserve. As he backed away from the captive, she pushed her body up as much as she could and this was enough to cause him to break and run for the door of the bank.

The captive girls saw the man run past them and they were amazed as they watched while he beat on the automatic door with his fists until it opened, and the moment that he exited was accompanied by a faint but fast clicking sound that came from outside. After a few more seconds had passed, a Paramedic van appeared outside the door and two medics wearing surgical masks entered the bank. One was a broad shouldered man, the other was a petite woman who was carrying a holdall, and the two girls knew that they had seen this pair before.

“You help the poor girl who stumbled in here.” The woman said to the man. “I’ll help to free the two teenagers.”

Joanne started to sob with relief as she realised that the ordeal was over. Sarah, I’m glad that you and Brian are here to help us now. As the woman knelt between the captives, she took two pairs of emergency scissors out of her holdall, and proceeded to cut away tape that bound the two girls.

“Try not to let the others know who I am, please.” Sarah said in a low voice “My disguise is for the benefit of the others in here. I will talk more with you this evening.” As soon as the two girls were free, they were each handed a long white tube dress. “Wear these, take the scissors and help the others get free, as Brian and I need to go and help the other girl.” Before the woman left the building with her partner, she picked up the phone that had been used to record the humiliation of the captives and put it in her pocket.

Chloé smiled as Brian wrapped a white towel around her before lifting her up, carrying her out of the bank and putting her on the bed in that back of the van. Sarah stayed in the back, while Brian went around to the front, got in the driver’s seat, and drove the vehicle away.

“Now it’s time to get you back to normal, relatively speaking.” The woman picked up a bottle of the counter agent and sprayed it over the girl’s body, but there was no change on her watch dial. A second application also failed to cause any change as well.

Sarah pressed a button on the phone that was attached to the left side of her chest. “Kayla, we have a problem here. It seems that the antidote is failing. Did you expect this?”

Kayla’s voice buzzed through the device. “Yes, I anticipated this situation, we have had two activations in a small time and a normal spray may not work. This is why I have prepared Plan B.” There was a buzz from the driver area up front. “Brain, take the van to the agreed area, where Sarah can disembark.”

What is wrong with me? I need something, but I do not know what it is. Chloé struggled on the bed, but the bonds still restrained her as she tossed and turned. The vehicle travelled from about ten more minutes, before drawing to a halt. “It’s time for us to get out now, Sarah.” Brian said “Time for plan B.”

The woman left the girl alone as she left the vehicle, but the captive was only alone for only a few seconds when James stepped inside holding a steak meal with the meat cut into small pieces. “I take it that you are hungry?” He asked as he approached her.

That is it, I am ravenous! Thank the stars that you are here to feed me. The straps of the buckles were unbuckled and the ball was pulled out of Chloé’s mouth before she was fed the first piece of steak, and it seemed to be the most delicious morsel in the world to her. After she finished it, her companion gave her a long, tender kiss on the lips before feeding her the next piece.

This continued until the meal was finished and the restraints that bound the helpless young lady were cut away so that she was free. As she brought her arms around to her front, she noticed that the dial was a bright green again. “How did you manage to help me, James?”

“This was Plan B, or to use the full title, Plan Brian.” James said as he helped Chloé to cover up her modesty. “Kayla had surmised that if you activated more than once in such a short time, you might need some special help in altering your pheromone output. She studied my DNA, and she discovered that it had been adjusted due to the intimacy that we share. This made it possible for certain genes from Brian to be passed to me.”

He showed his right arm to his love, and she saw the two holes caused by hypodermic needles. “The first is where Kayla injected me with a special formula from Brian, and the second is where we got the blood to put on the steak.”

“You were taking a dreadful risk, my love, and there could be consequences.”

“Chloé, the alternative would have been to lock you up for two days, and I couldn’t bear to see that happen to you.” James said “Anyway, in a few days Kayla wants to check whether or not the new DNA has taken hold. If that is the case, I will be getting some extra tuition from Brian.” As the couple hugged in the van, a large vehicle rumbled past, and James looked up. “Is it my imagination, or did I actually see that eighteen wheeler go by?”

“You are not the only one.” Chloé said, and she gave her love a long lingering kiss on the lips...


It was early evening, and Sarah was dressed back in her formal outfit which she wore to the therapist’s office on the previous day when she helped Kayla. Anne rang the doorbell, and the door was opened by a pale looking Joanne who was dressed in a set of pyjamas and a night gown. “May we come in?” Anne asked.

“Yes, of course.” Joanne said. “Would you two like a drink?” She asked as she led them to the living room, where Alexa in identical clothes was sitting on the couch.

“No thanks.” Anne said “I hate to be indelicate, but I presume that the police have already questioned you about what happened in the bank.”

“They have.” Alexa said “Don’t worry Anne, even though we recognised the two medics as Sarah and Brian, we didn’t mention this to them.”

“Thank you. One thing that I needed to tell you is that the surviving criminal who was Tasered as he left the bank is being committed. It seems that he was babbling on about giant spiders. Another is that the phone data has been destroyed so the video of you will never see the light of day, but the main reason I am here with Sarah is so that we can help you. Do you trust her and me?”

Joanne sat down on Alexa’s right and nodded along with her friend. “Right, all I want you to do is allow a gap between you so that Sarah can sit in that gap. Then all you have to do is hold her hands.”

The two girls gave a surprised look at Anne as she said this. “How will this help us?” Joanne asked as she moved to the right so that Sarah could sit down. The woman held out her hands, but the girls were tentative as they put out their hands.

Once they were all joined together, Sarah said “Tell me what is hurting you so much.” It seemed as a wall had been knocked down, and the duo talked about their dreadful experience at the bank, even though they cried through much of it.

It took some time, but after it was over, the relief showed on the girls’ faces and they were smiling again. “How did you do that, Sarah?” Alexa asked.

“Well, at the moment, it seems that I am a good listener.” Sarah said as she rose from the couch. “If you still need to talk, just contact me, as I am always ready to help. I do think however, that it would be a good idea if you two join the group therapy session that has been arranged for the others.”

“Are you going already?” Joanne asked “You have done so much for us, just in one day and we haven’t shown you our appreciation.”

Sarah smiled. “I wish I could stay for a while, but I have a busy evening ahead of me. Anne was kind enough to give me a list of all the ladies who were in the bank. The security guard is next, after that I am visiting the principal’s wife and her daughter, and then the rest of the hostages.”

Joanne led Sarah and Anne to the door before opening it. “Thank you for helping us again Sarah, you are a guardian angel.”

“I’m glad to be of help. Goodbye for now and take care of yourselves.” The two women left the house and walked towards the car. “Now we have to see the security guard.”

Just the conclusion to come...
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The Red Widow Part 9 - Conclusion

Postby skybird137 » Mon Dec 02, 2013 12:43 am

Part 9 - Conclusion

It was Monday afternoon at the end of the school day, and Chloé was outside her office when the principal walked up to her. Mon Dieu! I hope that I am not in trouble for my erratic appearances, as I would hate to be dismissed from this position. I know that I no longer need to work for my income, given my new occupation, but this place gives me a feeling of stability.

“Mademoiselle Badelaine, may I have a moment of your time?”

“Certainly, monsieur. How may I be of help?”

“I had a conversation with a certain Anne Duncombe and Sarah Carter this lunchtime, and it seems that you have been performing important undercover work for them this past week. In fact, they may need you in future, and I am to provide an alibi for you if you have to disappear.”

The librarian looked surprised at this. “Did they mention anything about what I did for them?”

“Only that your contribution was of great importance. It wasn’t the first time that I had spoken to them though. That was last Wednesday evening, when they visited the house and Sarah helped my wife and daughter overcome their ordeal. They seemed to be in deep shock before she arrived, but after she talked to them they were almost back to their normal selves. It seemed that Anne was in charge of something that stopped the monsters from carrying out their terrible plans, and I am truly grateful for this.”

“Anne will contact me if you are needed again, and she will also call you at that point. If your contribution is even one tenth of theirs, you have my full support. Anyway Mademoiselle Badelaine, I must go home now but I hope to see you in the morning if there are no emergencies. Goodbye for now.”

Chloé watched as the principal left the library, and she turned back towards the door of her office. I am lucky that you caught me while I was outside, as you might not approve of my detention methods.

Natalie was again serving detention for walking barefoot in the library, but things seemed to be different on this occasion. She had been forced to wear the usual punishment clothing of silk blouse, very tight and very short red leather skirt, dark hose and the horrible red patent leather shoes with a three inch stiletto heel. After this, Chloé had bound her arms behind her back at the wrists and elbows so that her forearms were parallel to each other, and her legs were tied together at her ankles, below and above her knees and at her mid-thighs. Two loops of rope secured her arms to her body, with one at her elbows, and the other at her waist, and it seemed that more ropes bound her body to some kind of structure in front of her that was made of rope.

The captive wished that she could see what she was tied to, as her normal situation was to be bound to one of the poles, but the rope blindfold prevented her from seeing anything, and even her gag was made out of rope this time, with a large knot filling her mouth. Any attempt that she made to kick off the shoes proved to be useless as they were tied to her feet, so she was forced to stand in the heels that tormented her.

The helpless girl listened as the door to the office opened and closed but she wasn’t even sure that Chloé was in the room until she spoke. “Poor mademoiselle Natalie, would you like me to stop you from having to stand in those heels.”

Natalie nodded in the hope that her punisher would remove the shoes from her feet, but this was not going to happen. Instead, more ropes were taken around her body and upper legs which secured her to the unusual structure, the end of a rope was tied to the bonds at her ankles, and she squealed as her feet were pulled into the air and tied to her elbow rope. I’m suspended and hogtied! How have you managed to do this to me? The girl moved her head in an attempt to see, but she was unable to dislodge the rope.

“Would the helpless Natalie like to see what has happened to her?” Chloé asked from in front of the captive.

There was a nod from the captive, hoping that there was at least a chance to have her blindfold removed, and she kept her eyes closed as the rope was pulled up. As she opened her eyes and saw what she was bound to, the helpless girl had wished that the blindfold had stayed on.

A spider’s web! I’m trapped in a spider’s web which is made of rope that’s stretched between two of the supports, and you are the spider! The girl struggled in a futile attempt to get free, but it felt as if the ropes pressed harder against her body.

“See, my luscious little fly, you are caught in my web and the more you fight it, the more it tightens. You have a half-hour to hang there until your punishment is over, and it is time for your release. I am feeling a little hungry though, and seeing as you are caught in my web, you would make a very tasty morsel.”

For a moment it seemed to Natalie as if she was trapped in a real web, with Chloé as the spider that was going to pounce on her, and this sensation was very unsettling to say the least. How have you done this? You’ve managed to play games with my mind, and perhaps I shouldn’t be so eager to tease you in future....


Later that evening, there was a knock on the door of the therapy office where Sarah was working, and she checked the time on the clock. “Come in, Anne.”

The FBI agent entered the room and stood by the door. “They should be here in about five minutes, but are you sure about this? Suppose they recognise you?”

Sarah reached for a dimmer control on the chair and turned it down so that there was just enough light to see. “With a different hairstyle and voice, it will be enough to disguise myself, and as I am officially dead any resemblance will be assumed to be that and nothing more. When they arrive on the floor, please show them in and ask them to sit on the couch.”

There was the ding of the lift as it reached the floor, and Anne walked out to bring the trio of visitors into the office, requesting that they sit on the large settee, while the agent remained outside.

Once they had settled, Sarah used one of her disguised voices. “Good evening Anthea, Simone and Andrew, my name is Sarah Carter and I am known to be helpful in extreme cases such as yours. According to the information that was sent to me, the three of you were exposed to a biological terror weapon which has created a horrific fear response.”

“What I am going to do is hold your hands while listening to your story, so I am going to start with you, Anthea.” Sarah rose from the chair, picked up a stool, placed it in front of Anthea, and sat down before holding the woman’s hands. “Tell me how it started, Anthea.”

There was a moment’s pause before the woman started to speak. “It was lunchtime on a Tuesday, and I returned from my break to find my friend and work colleague Sara Smite, bound and helpless in the office...”

After an hour, all three had told their story, and their moods changed as Sarah helped to eliminate their fear. “Now, if you need any more help, I’m sure that the authorities will arrange another visit. Do the three of you want to talk anymore?”

Andrew stood up “We’ve taken more than enough of your time, and you have removed our fear of what happened to us. We will spend a few hours with James and Chloé, and make our way to the airport for a journey home. Again, thank you.”

The two ladies stood up, and Anne guided them to the lift after everyone made their goodbyes. After she entered the office again, the agent switched the lights back to maximum and she sat down on the couch beside Sarah who was starting to make a few notes on her tablet.

"How did it go? I notice that they seemed to be a lot better than when they arrived." Anne said as she fidgeted a little on the sofa.

Sarah finished her notes on the tablet and put it down. "I think that they will make a full recovery. It's incredible, but this new effect can even counteract the pheromones that were originally created by Parlour. Anyway, that's today finished, and I have a busy schedule tomorrow, so I had better call Brian so that he can pick me up."

"Actually, I have a favour to ask, of you, Sarah. Is it possible to add one more person for a special session this evening?"

"Anne, I will always have room for one more. Do I take it that this is a friend that needs help?"

"Yes, she is a friend that really needs your assistance."

“How bad is her situation?”

“She feels as if she is about to break apart inside, and that there is no way to stop the disintegration.”

“Show her in then, Anne.”

Anne trembled as she held Sarah's hands with her own, and looked into her eyes.

"It started when I received a telephone call, which let me know that Chris Andrews had been released from prison..."


The End.
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Re: The Red Widow Part 9 - Conclusion

Postby Chloé The Librarian Extraordinaire » Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:23 am

Once again a very good story !
Love the darker mood it is set in !
And i really enjoy these detentions sessions.
:wink:

Re: The Red Widow Part 9 - Conclusion

Postby NaughtyNats » Wed Dec 04, 2013 7:25 am

I think we should make mire of these detentions (remember Nats in the Heidi stories is only a teenager) but pleeeeaaaazzzzzeeee let me take my shoes off :tied:
:evil: :tied: :tickle: :gag: NAUGHTY NATS :gag: :tickle: :tied: :evil:

Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

Re: The Red Widow Part 9 - Conclusion

Postby Chloé The Librarian Extraordinaire » Wed Dec 04, 2013 9:26 am

Sorry Mademoiselle Natalie, but the shoes stay in place !
One way or another you are bound to learn that my lib' is not your boudoir !
:wink:
By the way how did you mnage to take that gag off ?!

Re: The Red Widow Part 9 - Conclusion

Postby NaughtyNats » Wed Dec 04, 2013 1:23 pm

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:evil: :tied: :tickle: :gag: NAUGHTY NATS :gag: :tickle: :tied: :evil:

Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot