We've still got three hundredweight of vet wrap in the cupboard, thanks to you! She also had a young face, high cheekbones and lustrous skin. " Although the rubber doll stood a good six inches taller than her, by standing on tip toe Sheila was able to get an arm around her shoulders and do her best to comfort her, even though she stood, once more, immobile and emotionless in front of them. " she asked, turning to Bill once more," We might be able to stop the vibrators then." He looked over at the couch, to the abandoned circular saw that was lying there and shrugged his shoulders to no one in particular, and then he began to move forward. He had retrieved the saw and was just reaching Bandy's box when a there was a faint humming sound. Black shiny ankle boots, black stockings, black suspender belt and a black thong were the only items of clothing that Allison Pearson still wore and it did not seem to concern her in the slightest. On the one hand she was in a strange place, with a woman she didn't know being seduced into God knows what and on the other…. " She looked at him reflectively, "S'posed to be good for the skin y'know, maybe you should try some – look what it's done for Michael Jackson! "Did you sound like this when you were in hospital? "Oh Bill for fuck's sake do something, it's like sharing a room with Darth bloody Vader! Only this time it was a much longer and much more passionate kiss than the last. Don't wear much in the summer though." Ally tried to rise. " Asked the dark haired woman, shifting position so that Ally could see up her dress. "Bet you've never been under the doctor like this before." She said, rucking up Ally's short leather skirt as high as it would go. "Sorry, I thought you'd guessed - I'm Doctor Chaudhari! The doctor put her head to one side and grinned girlishly. " His total disregard for her bordering on the suicidal, he walked past Sheila as if she wasn't there, through billowing red smoke to the couch, where he once more dropped the saw and then on towards the large picture window that looked out on to the small cobbled street and the canal below. The people on the other end of the spy cam that's watching us from about halfway down that box! But pugnacious was not the word to describe her right now. Easing against him until they were crutch to crotch and then beginning to gyrate and writhe. An insistent rubbing that she knew could only create one ultimate reaction in him. * The doctor patient/ relationship was taking on a new meaning in Doctor Chaudhari's surgery and it was Allison, once again, who broke away, breathlessly. If she had hoped to see Ally blush, she was disappointed.

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She whirled round on him as if assaulted "What the fuck are you doing? "Ooh that gag looks sooo big, it must be hurting your jaw by now. * The adrenaline was beginning to pump through Ally's body, but it wasn't fight or flight that was concerning her right now, it was the feel of soft lips and warm breath against her skin. Something that could have been, "well it's never too late to find out". Mind you, if she lives with some beer swilling, curry eating nonce who shoves her head under the covers when he farts, then she probably has to…" He wanted to laugh but he didn't want her to see him, so he adopted his best poker face. "These screws are very small, but I think it's loosening." "Yeah and you know what thought did! " There was another collar holding the base of the fibreglass helmet in place. More than a little breathless, Allison managed to disengage herself from the dark-haired woman and struggle to her feet; she put her palms on her knees and took a few deep breaths. Before you go messing around in my pants I'd quite like to know who you are! The sun had gone behind a cloud for a second and when it emerged she saw it immediately, sparkling in the light, a small circular hole covered in glass at the very top of Bandy's fibreglass head. There's probably at least one more inside the box, keeping a watch on Bandy when she's in transit." Sheila nodded as much to herself as to anyone else. He could sense that she was up to something but Sheila remained, as usual, completely unpredictable. Been having a good laugh at us behaving like Pratts have you? " Without warning she leaned forward, took his face in both hands and kissed him full on the mouth. He had in the past when she had gone too far but somehow it didn't seem right this time.

Afraid of what might happen next, he lunged forward and grabbed her around the waist. Going with the grain, fluttering against her breasts and then slipping down to her outer and then her inner thighs and then bringing them up to hold her face in both hands and lightly caress her cheeks. She let her head drop back onto the soft pillow as it were a lump of lead. I thought that was never gonna come out…" If she had any more to say it was stifled by the blonde woman leaning across her, saying "Hi" quietly and kissing her gently on the lips. ' He was standing to the left of Bandy and Sheila was directly behind her. This is a work of fiction and bears no resemblance to any persons living or dead, or to any events either real or imaginary. He couldn't help noticing how feline she looked as she moved towards Bandy on bare feet, like a cat stalking a mouse, her head held slightly back as if she was trying to avoid imaginary rays from the helmet. " She didn't reply, she just moved even closer to him and then she turned her head so she was looking into Bandy's vacant eye sockets.

Nearly fifty years old and yet as fresh and exquisitely silly as the day it was written, it had subsequently been played so many times since that he had begun to fear for his sanity. He came out of his reverie and moved his head slowly in her direction. " She put her ear to the side of the big wooden box that was the size and shape of a tea chest and listened intently. When she reopened them and looked at him her face was a mask of concern. "Okay." He said and strode purposefully out of the room. The room was quiet again but the sound of breathing seemed to fill the void left by him. " "It's all right, I definitely don't intend to do myself any MORE damage today! Fascinated, he plugged the saw in and crept quietly behind her. It began with a whirring noise, like a small but powerful electric motor and then the seemingly impenetrable lid began to move sideways. " He stood immobile, the lid still sliding forward and the saw buzzing powerlessly away in his hand. It was obvious now that the nails in the lid and the lid itself were no more than dummies because, as it finally slid as far as it would go to the right, it revealed a second lid that was really two halves of good quality sanded and bevelled wood. She paused for a second or two and then she kissed it again and began to trace upwards with her extended tongue, kissing then licking, licking then kissing, until she reached her large soft breasts, where she broke and planted a kiss, first on one nipple and then on the other and then she continued to kiss and lick until she reached her victim's unprotected throat and she kissed some more. " She looked at him for any sign that this was some sort of joke but there was none. " She said derisively, but she took a step away from Bandy and the box as she said it, "If someone wanted to…" At that moment a sharp humming noise became audible and as it grew louder Bandy's whole demeanour seemed to change.

It wasn't fear in her eyes he realised now, but something he had seen much more often and had misinterpreted. Something he had introduced her to by pure accident, or rather, something that he had downloaded because it was no longer available on the High Street and that she had stumbled across one evening. Then one hand began to move slowly forward until it was outstretched in front of him. "Will you stop bloody panting for a minute and let me listen? " She put her face close to the box, laid her palms flat on the surface and closed her eyes as if trying to read it psychically. He in turn looked at her, at the woebegone expression on her face and then at the box and made his decision. Sheila meanwhile had dropped to her knees again and had adopted what appeared to be an attitude of prayer. Just stay in the middle of the box and stay still…" He touched her lightly on the shoulder. The light seemed to fade as he watched, causing even Sheila to look up and then dart towards the light switch but she never made it because as she straightened he switched on the power just as the clock struck eleven and the box suddenly and for no apparent reason came abruptly to life. " He did as he was told and then dropped the saw harmlessly onto the couch. She was leaning over and peering inside when he caught up with her. She reached forward and touched the shiny substance. As silently as she could, she crept forward on bare feet until she was close to the bed and then she reached forward and ran a soft hand gently up her captive's bare thigh. The element of surprise gone, she sat down on the bed feeling the mattress give slightly under her weight and dropped the towel with which she had been drying her hair on to the floor and then she leaned forward and touched the small patch of pubic hair that belonged to her friend and partner and then she bent over and, very gently, kissed her naval. Now I want you to come away from Bandy right now because what you've been touching is a mercury switch and they use mercury switches to make bombs!

Small pert breasts and nipples that were plainly visible and obviously erect. Perhaps spread-eagled would better describe her situation.

The torso was slim and shapely and recognisably feminine. Perhaps lying was not the most accurate description of her current position. And then she squatted down on her haunches and looked up at him. Then she looked up again, " Bill, there's someone in this box and we've got to get them out of it! She touched the slippery, shiny lining again and her voice was little more than a whisper. He turned because normally he would have been able to see whether the door was open or closed but all he could see now was thick white smoke. A heel of a foot with carefully painted blue toenails. Bloody hell, you of all people should have recognised it. " she paused for a moment and put her head against the wooden side of the large, black painted box. Held in place by the pressure of the bags." Her eyes brightened and then dimmed. "Don't know…" The hissing had ceased now, only to be replaced by another noise. The smoke was now so dense that he wondered if it would set off the alarm in the kitchen. It's twin lay over to the right where it almost touched a heel. Something was beginning to rise from out of its padded confines. Sheila was standing next to him, her hand still in his, unable to take her eyes from the glistening creature that was emerging, like a monstrous butterfly, from its cocoon. She wore nothing else apart from a large, pink and obviously wet ball gag, the largest size available, held in her mouth by a thick black leather strap that was buckled tightly, she might say too tightly, if indeed she could speak at all, at the back of her head. Something alive because its breathing could now be heard very clearly, rasping back and forth, in and out, slowly and deeply, resounding from corner to corner of the smoke filled room and adding greatly to the air of unreality. The only lighting came from two small halogen spotlights set in the ceiling, but the tall woman would not have been aware of them because over her eyes was a thick, padded, black leather blindfold. He eased himself through the door balancing the cardboard platter in one hand. Something that he very seldom saw and therefore didn't readily recognise. She walked around the box until she was standing close to him. There were no central heating noises to obscure any sounds. She suddenly realised that there was absolutely no dilemma at all and she extended her arms drew the woman hard against her and slipped her tongue into her ear. The dark haired woman sighed and relaxed back onto the bed and the blonde woman, pleased to have the upper hand for once, rolled on top of her. Tried to roll on top of the dark haired woman, but she resisted and pushed her back against the thickly carpeted floor. She looked down at her clothes and then back at Ally. An English, middle class, hippy who went to India and got carried away with it all! Throwing it as wide open as he could, he turned back to face the room and Bandy and spreading his legs slightly and enunciating slowly and clearly, he seemed to fix his eyes on a point somewhere in the middle of the room. The little green men hovering above us in a flying saucer? " She looked again at the small, shiny circular object set into the side of the jet black box, then at the man standing beside her and then at the box again. She peered into the tiny circular hole and saw that it was covered in glass and then she turned and looked back at Bill. Her lips were soft, moist and inviting and he couldn't help but think of other parts of her that were just as soft, just as moist and just as inviting. "Look this is all very well" She ran a hand through her hair to try to smooth it out, "But shouldn't we do this examination while my blood pressure's still fairly low? They had been kissing, amongst other things, for nearly half an hour and she knew that Allison was quite right.