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MARRY ANN'S NEW LIFE [ part 2 ] After Arthur saw Mary Ann climb back over the Japanese Stone Garden wall he walked back to the main building to report to his controller and mother. Mary Ann, feet had just touched the flagstones of the winding walkway of the stone garden when a pair of black clad figures scooped her up and deposited her in a tightly confining black leather bag. Only her head showed and as she attempted to cry out, a gag was inserted.
Mary Ann almost fainted from shock when she was swept off her feet and deposited in the bag. But instantly remembered it was Sunday night after all and her latest bondage adventure was obviously over. She did not struggle when they carried her off, but was puzzled she was not taken to the big helicopter right away. But soon enough she guessed as her captors deposited her in a smaller one and she was flown off back home. Or so she thought. The small helicopter flew nap of the earth out of the area and only rose to its operational height when it crossed over the interstate heading for the Pacific Coast highway. It flew parallel to it and finally landed at a private airstrip, just short of the city lights. Mary Ann was confused when her two captors drew her out of the helicopter and carried her up the stairs into a waiting airliner. Inside she glimpsed what must be a party in progress and up the spiral stairs to the exclusive upper deck. There she was deposited at the feet of an Oriental man of middle age dressed in a formal male Kimono; similar to the one Mitsui's father wore. The two hooded captors bowed to the new man and backed away. Mary Ann felt the airplane start it's takeoff run as two oriental females dressed in colorful Kimono's pulled the bag off her and strapped her little sweat drenched body into a soft airplane seat facing the older man. She saw the man sit and another similarly dressed female seat belted him in. But Mary Ann's seat had additional straps holding her wrist's at its sides and her feet at the ankles spread wide to the outer sides of the seat at floor level. A few minutes as the plane leveled off at cruising altitude, the man touched a button on the arms of his chair and the female attendants returned. "Please take my new acquisition, bath her and dress her appropriate to her new station in life" He ordered in English. The females bowed low and proceeded to unbuckle Mary Ann. Finally realizing this was probably not part of a new bondage adventure, Mary Ann attempted to struggle, but found the four were experienced in handling reluctant females and easily restrained and carried her off. They dragged her out a rearward door and through a large office into a bedroom and through it into a bathroom. They easily stripped the struggling girl and pulling her wrists up to soft leather cuffs suspending her nude body in the large shower stall. Two stripped off and entering the shower began rubbing soap all over her and then rough cloth's removing any loose skin. Mary Ann gasped as the two were handed straight razors and froze as they proceeded to remove every last peach fuzz of hair from below her eyelids down her neck all the way to her feet. They then washed her all over again and started on her hair. Washing it twice they then reached up and undid the cuffs. Mary Ann tried to sprint out of the room, but the other two enveloped her in large white towels rolling her around on the floor. All four now dressed stood her up and hauled her back into the bedroom. As two held her by the arms, a third held up a kimono in her size. The other chrome steel shackles and a long multi thonged whip. Mary Ann may have been frightened out of her wits, but was after all a writer of popular bondage novels. Her alter ego had been given this choice before. She nodded toward the Kimono and the two holding her arms let go. She stood still as they rubbed her body with a jasmine scented oil and then wrapped her in the Kimono. They placed soft matching slippers on her feet and gripping her arms led her to a chair were the other two waited. Sitting her down in front of a dressing table they proceeded to arrange her hair in a topknot, complete with white bone come as theirs were. They then applied a little makeup to her face and stood her back up. With two females leading and two trailing, Mary Ann between, the five females walked back through the office and out into the forward lounge. They presented her to the elder man and bowed low. "Stand before me Mary Ann, I have read all of your stories. Not as hard as Mitsui's but then again you have an American perspective. I guess I am your most avid fan as I have even acquired the only copies of your bondage sessions" He told her as he nodded and one female attendant placed a black lacquered table in front of her and the other red leather bound book. He reached down and opened a page. Mary Ann looked down at a page filling shot of her cavorting on the pink Princess bed in black leather leggings, opera lenght black leather gloves, her thong and her black leather teddy bear. "The latest set is being mounted right now" But that is not why I had you picked up" He calmly said. But his calm words panicked Mary Ann. A developing female knows exactly what a male wants of a female in his power. Mary Ann had brushed her alter ego up against possible rape three times and had written her barely scrapping out of it each time. She had seen the bedroom beyond the office and the great bed at its center. Just then, she felt two of the females grip her by the arms and led her towards the bedroom. Mary Ann struggling futiley all the way. Inside, a sixth Japanese oriental, dressed as Mary Ann, was being held by the other two. They turned the other captive towards Mary Ann as she was led into the room and she gasped when she saw her new friend Mitsui's startled face. >>Well this bit sort of wrote itself as I ran some intrusives tonight. I really hate it when CERT broadcasts my best tricks.I have to sit down and create a few more.That is what I am realy known for writing in my peer circles. |