MISTER FIXIT

BY MANDRAKE BODOBI

[ part 2 ]

Emma could hardly get the key in the door to her little flat her hands were shaking that much. It was a combination of excitement, astonishment, shock, disbelief and even fear. Surely Simon was kidding her! She couldn't believe that a man of his intelligence and obvious wealth would risk everything just for a thrill.

She leaned backwards against the door, closing it and fumbled to get her mobile phone out of her pocket. She was still wearing her waitress's uniform, she had left the restaurant in such a hury, and her mobile was in her apron pocket. Flipping it open she scrolled to her inbox for text messages.

Ever since meeting Simon the two of them had been indulging their fantasies for child sex and bondage when they were in the bedroom and the things they said to each other while making love drove both of them wild. Emma had never experienced sex like it. The thing about Simon was that he was intelligent and imaginative and he knew how to excite her mind as well as her body. And, because their fantasy was so taboo it just made sharing it even more exciting and special.

Simon spent most of his time in London and was away a lot on business so Emma normally only saw him when he visited her in the small Cornish town where she lived or when he invited her to spend a weekend with him in London. She knew how wealthy he was and his mystery, wealth and power was as exciting as everything else she liked about him, but it was their liking for the same erotic fantasies that had brought them together. He was older than Emma, she was 23 and he was in his mid thirties but Emma liked older men and she'd never met anyone who was better suited to her.

When Simon was away on business he'd call her and they'd have phone sex or they'd chat online, sometimes for hours and always about the same thing. Emma's passion for the fantasy grew as she shared it with him and recently he had taken to sending her erotic text messages on her phone. He began assaulting her passions from all directions and Emma loved it, she couldn't get enough.

When he had begun talking about doing it for real Emma thought she was going to explode with lust. Somehow fantasising about doing it for real was even more exciting than just fantasizing about it. He kept telling her he was Mister Fixit and that he could arrange anything and although he thrilled her with this kind of talk she was convinced that it was still part of the fantasy. A kind of let's pretend that we'll do it for real fantasy.

But his first text message that day had read: 'How would you like to see a nine-year-old boy and a seven year old girl naked and tied up in the dungeon of my Scottish castle? xx'

Emma had replied: 'You're making me horny when I'm working! You know I'd love that xxx

Only a few moments later and her phone was bleeping again. 'Can you get Friday to Monday off work? I have a surprise for you.'

She was sure that all this was just a game despite Simon's power and wealth and she dropped her phone on the bed and began to pull off her waitress's uniform. She knew she wouldn't be dissappointed whatever Simon was up to. She'd seen pictures of his Scottish castle and it looked lovely, but so far she'd never been there.

It was on the remote Scottish island of Rahness and there were only two ways of getting there, boat or helicopter. Whatever Simon had got in store for her she was sure she would enjoy. Just a weekend at such a romantic location would be wonderful.

She was hopping from one foot to the other as she struggled to pull off her socks when her phone bleeped twice as two messages arrived one after the other. Excited she flipped open her phone. Both were picture messages. The first was of a little blonde haired boy completely naked and spread eagled on what looked like a medieval rack and the second was of an even younger girl also naked and with her arms and legs secured to a large wooden Y-shaped frame.

She jumped as her phone bleeped again. 'They're all yours.' The message read. 'I'm here with them now. You've got an hour to pack and then my butler will pick you up and drive you to an airfield where a helicopter is waiting. Can't wait to see you xxx.'