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WENDY [ part 9 ] It was a bright sunny day as we walked from the Hospital into the town, our clothing didn't show any signs of wear and tear from the incident, in fact I'm sure they'd been washed and ironed. My next surprise was when I went to pay for the hospital treatment. "That's alright Mr. Argent, it's been paid for by the county, and after all it was their plane that had the problem." I was told by a smiling bursar. I thanked the young 'candy-striper', who's name was Abigail, for her attentions to Wendy and myself, she smiled and handed me a card with her name and address on it. "Mummy's working until 6, but I'm off at 4. If you're serious give me a call." I must have had my mouth open as she said that because Amanda shook my arm. "Well say something daddy John." She said to me and I stammered out a reply which seemed to satisfy Abigail because she blew me a kiss as she left. - I really was going to have to ask someone about this! I must admit to being in a slight daze as we walked out of the hospital, I glanced back at it, a modest 2 storey building and then I took in the rest of the area. There was a green park area in front of the hospital, which I could see a monument, which I assumed was a wartime thing, standing in front of an imposing building - I later found out that it was 'city hall' or whatever they called it. Nearby was the police station, but I didn't plan on visiting that. At the other end of the park were shops and other building. Opposite the hospital was a modern shopping mall. I was tempted to go there and look around but Amanda had other ideas. "Not today daddy John, we've got to get you home!" She said and pulled me along, I in turn had hold of Wendy who then smiled and pulled ahead of me as well, we passed by a couple of police officers who glanced at me and started to laugh. "Help I'm being kidnapped!" I said in appeal to them. "If I was you sir, I'd just go along with them." One of them said and waved. "Amanda be careful with who you go with!" The other said and then the pair of them carried on walking - as if a man being dragged by two young girls was a normal thing. It was a few minutes later when I realised that both the police officers were women. ---- Amanda pulled us to a taxi and gave instructions to the driver who nodded and drove off. Then I started to panic. "Amanda I haven't got any American money!" I hissed to her - in all the rush I'd forgotten to change my cash over. I was going to pay for the hospital by my credit card (and pray that the bank accepted it) but I don't think this cabby would take plastic! "That's okay daddy John, mummy said it's all paid for." Amanda said with the confidence of a child who trusts her mother - I wish I was so trusting. But I was surprised when the car took us to a rather large house and pulled up outside it, Amanda got out and gestured to us both, "Come on! Mummy's waiting for you." I tried to apologise to the woman driver but she just shook her head. "That's okay sir, after what you've been through its just good to see you're alright." She said and waved us off. I watched the taxi disappear down the path. There was something definitely strange in this town. ---- I followed Amanda and Wendy to the door of the house, it was opened by a man, no a youth really, of 18 "Mr. Argent sir. My mistress is waiting for you in the lounge. I allowed him to direct me to the room. As I walked into the hallway I saw two girls standing by a door. One was of Asian appearance; the other was a young white girl. I nodded to them as I passed and they both curtseyed. As I entered the room I realised that both Amanda and Wendy were no longer with me, but I thought that Amanda had taken Wendy to see her room and so I wasn't really concerned, just a slight feeling of loss - 'stupid really' I then thought. With Janet was a middle aged woman, who somehow reminded me of my mother - it was the air that she radiated, one of calm and serenity. Janet looked up at me. "John! How nice to see you again, I hope you're feeling better?" She said and then indicated the woman beside her, "This is Elizabeth, and she's the one I spoke to you about." "Good afternoon John, I understand you perceive a problem with your daughter?" Elizabeth said without preamble, she pointed to a comfortable chair which I sank into. "Yes Elizabeth, Wendy has been separated from me since she was 4 . . ." And I found myself telling this stranger my knowledge of Wendy's life, including the session that Martha had started and I continued. At parts Elizabeth would stop me and ask questions which I would answer and then continue. When I finished she nodded, "Yes, I see - so basically she was being used by your ex-wife and her husband for their own pleasure without thinking of hers, yes that agrees with Martha's report on her." At my look she smiled reassuringly, "I'm sorry John, but I'm a qualified psychiatrist and have been assigned by our version of the Social Services to look after Wendy, I hope you'll also be able to see me as well." I was slightly taken aback, why should I need to be examined? But at Janet's look I nodded my head. Elizabeth smiled, "Good, do you mind if I start now?" she asked. Janet excused herself and left the room; Elizabeth then picked up a remote control and pressed a button, on the screen appeared Amanda, naked as always with her arms behind her and ropes forming a tight bra. "Do you recognise this John?" She asked me. I nodded my head. "Yes that was while Amanda was staying with me. She managed to talk me into tying her up." I confessed. Elizabeth smiled, "I'm glad you were honest to start with it makes my work a lot easier." She clapped her hands and the two girls who were outside entered the room, they bowed to Elizabeth and stood, their legs apart, hand folded in front of them and their heads down. "These are my slaves, that is Su-Li and this one is called Little Cat. Su was an orphan who I decided to take and train, Little Cat was purchased from a slaver." She said and watched me closely. I must admit that I wasn't sure which shocked me most; the fact that there were slavers in this country or that Elizabeth was so casual about their status. I was happy that I was sitting down. Elizabeth nodded, "You don't shout out in surprise, and you seem to accept my statement. But why? Do you know?" "I . . . well . . . I must admit it was like being hit with a brick, if you wanted my attention why didn't you just tap my shoulder." I said which made Elizabeth laugh, "I'm not sure what to say. The fact you've come out and told me was shock enough. But you don't seem to be a person who'd lie about this type of thing so I have to accept your word." I found myself saying. Elizabeth nodded, and made a hand movement, both girls sat down sedately on the floor, their hands folded in their laps, but always watching Elizabeth I noticed. "Yes, you take great stock in how people appear and behave, you also saw how my two act with me, they are not frightened of me nor are they cowed when I ask them to do something. In fact they are happy with their position aren't you?" She said directing the question to the two girls. "Yes mistress." They both said and smiled. It wasn't a forced smile, they really did love Elizabeth. I looked at the pair "But don't you . . ." I stopped and looked to Elizabeth who nodded for me to go on. "Don't you miss your family?" I asked Little Cat. "I did at first, but Master was nice to me and showed me that I was needed, and Mistress was so loving that she is just like a mother to me and Su is just like a sister, I am with my family." Little Cat said. "I did not know my parents, I was living in the orphanage since I was a baby, and Mistress Elizabeth accepted me into her life and rescued me, for that I'll serve her forever." Su said smiling at Elizabeth. "You see John; they want to be with me and will do anything I ask them, even if it was to have sex with you." Elizabeth said. "But what if they didn't want to have sex with me, wouldn't that be tantamount to rape?" I asked. For answer Elizabeth pressed the remote control again, this time I watched as my cock entered Amanda's slit, breaking her hymen. "Wasn't that tantamount to rape?" She asked me. I hadn't realised that I'd been filmed doing that. I held up my hands, "No, that was rape, pure and simple! My only excuse is that she wanted me to do it and her mother agreed." I said watching Elizabeth for her reaction - I could play at the psychologist as well. She nodded, conceding my point I suppose, "Very well, but what if Amanda had said no. Then what would you have done?" She asked me. "I would have stopped, it would be difficult but if she didn't want it then it's not for me to take away what she wanted to give to others." I said realising that I could feel the rightness of the answer. "Not bad, of course the proof of the pudding would be in the eating." Elizabeth said smiling. "Take your latest conquest . . . Abigail. Would you consider her out of your interest?" "Well . . . She was . . . It was just . . ." Now I was flustered, what was my feelings about that girl? She was pretty and she seemed to like me, or was that just her work being reflected in my mind. "That started as a joke, but . . . no, I wouldn't say that I wasn't interested in her." I said, realising the mass of double negatives there! "The only problem is how Wendy would react to my taking up with another woman." I finished lamely. "So you are concerned about your daughter's feelings? Why didn't that stop you when you did that to Amanda?" Elizabeth asked me. I stood up, that had hit a nerve. "What do you mean? I'd lost Wendy so long ago that it never occurred to me about how she would feel. To be honest I never really thought I'd see my daughter again." I said angrily. "But you always referred to that bedroom as your daughter's; in fact you had even left it alone . . . Why?" Elizabeth pressed on. "Because . . . deep down . . . I hoped . . . that I would find her again." I said breathing deeply trying to calm myself down, I noticed that Su had got to her feet and was standing near Elizabeth, her hands clenched slightly. "And you did." Elizabeth said softly, "Tell me again, how did she react when she learnt about Amanda?" "She wanted to talk to her . . . Where is Wendy at the moment?" I asked as I returned to my seat - Su's eyes following me all the time, for some reason I was beginning to be frightened of this girl. "Amanda is talking to her up in her bedroom. Do you want to see them?" Elizabeth asked. I nodded and she pressed another button on the remote controller. The screen view changed. ---- Wendy had followed her new friend into the house while her daddy was talking to the taxi driver. "Hi Su, Cat, is mummy in there?" Amanda asked the two waiting girls as she entered the house. "Yes Amanda, she wants to see Mr. Argent as soon as he arrives, but she doesn't want you or Wendy to be there, why don't you go to your bedroom and amuse yourselves." Su said. "'Kay." Amanda said and pulled on Wendy's arms, taking her up the stairs and into a pink bedroom. "Who were those two? Do they work here?" Wendy asked as they fell onto Amanda's four poster bed. "Oh no, they work for Doc Beth, she's one of the best doctors around here." Amanda said watching her guest. "She's probably here for you and daddy John." Wendy didn't know why this doctor would see her in Amanda's house and was slightly frightened by this, Amanda noticed and hugged her. "Hey it's no biggy you know. She just talks to you and you can tell her anything, she's good." But Wendy wasn't so sure, she'd been told so many things in her young life that she felt that she couldn't really trust anyone . . . not even her new friend. She was worried that she'd been away from her daddy for too long already. "Shouldn't we go downstairs daddy will be wondering where I am." Wendy said. "Oh I don't think so, you see that's what Su was telling me, Elizabeth wants to talk to daddy John on his own first, when she's ready then they'll call for us." Amanda said. "Why do you call him daddy John, he's not your father is he?" Wendy asked, slightly put out that this girl might have designs on her father. "Oh no, it was just that he made me feel so safe and comfortable that he was just what I wanted in a daddy, haven't you found that?" Amanda passed the buck to Wendy. "I don't know, we've only been together for just over a day. I love him 'cos he is my daddy, but I still don't know him." She gave a small smile, "I even had to get him to touch me." She said. "Tell me about it, why he wouldn't even spank me until told him he had to! And then I had to convince him to tie me up . . ." Amanda said. "You let him tie you up . . . why?" Wendy asked getting a tingly feeling in her body as she did. "Well I was feeling scared, and when mummy ties me up it makes me feel safe." Amanda said her eyes misting over with the memory. "How can being tied up make you feel safe - when my mummy tied me up I was scared that HE would be coming in to my bedroom again!" Wendy said despondently. "What! I didn't think that daddy John would . . ." Amanda said. "No, not daddy . . . it was the man that mummy left daddy for. He'd touch me whenever he could and punish me if I didn't clean myself correctly, I'd have to undress in front of them and dress in their bedroom 'cause HE kept all my clothes there so that HE could see I dressed properly." Wendy started to sob. Amanda was worried, "Didn't your mummy ever make you feel good when she tied you up?" She asked Wendy. But Wendy forlornly shook her head, "No, I didn't know that could happen to me until daddy let me . . . then it was wonderful . . . so nice . . . but it only happened yesterday." She finished softly. "What!! You never came until yesterday! Where were you hiding?" Amanda said in shock, "Didn't you ever try to rub yourself before? You know masturbate?" She asked. "No! Mummy told me that I'd get ill if I did that, it was only for men to do it to me! She told me that!" "That's a load of crock! It's the nicest feeling in the world . . . I've been doing it since I was nine!" and Amanda started to reach under her skirt with a hand. "Should you do that? What if daddy or your mummy comes in?" Wendy asked fearfully. "Well daddy John would probably smack me again, and then I'll get him to rub me instead, he's got the nicest touch I've felt in a man." Amanda said with a dreamy look on her face. "It's not fair that daddy did you first!" Wendy said but she was smiling as she said this. "Well it's not my fault that you're mummy took you away from daddy John, was it? Anyway do you want me to make it up to you?" Amanda asked and there was a strange look in her eyes that Wendy found strangely appealing. Wendy nodded her head. "Good . . . do you trust me?" She asked, again Wendy nodded her head. "Okay then undress." Wendy thought for a moment and then started to remove her dress, there was something appealing about undressing in front of her friend, as she wanted to do this without feeling dirty or bad - as she so often did when undressing in front of her mother. While Wendy was removing her clothes Amanda was pulling out padded wrist bands from under the bed and attaching one end to a concealed hook in each post. "Lie down in the middle of the bed and raise your arms above your head." She instructed in a no-nonsense voice. Wendy did so and quickly found that Amanda had fastened the bands to both her wrists. Then Wendy's legs were being gently pulled apart and fastened securely. Amanda looked at her 'victim' "Now are you ready?" She asked. "Yes." Wendy said and received a sharp blow to her chest. "When you are tied down you will call me Mistress." Amanda said and then added softly, "And when I'm tied down I'll call you Mistress okay?" She smiled at her friend. Wendy was shocked at first but then she nodded and said, "Yes . . . Mistress." Amanda nodded, she was going to enjoy the next few minutes. She decided. |