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SIN AND DEX: LOST FROM 124TH STREET [ part 5 ] I was on the floor gasping for breath, and smiling. 'It was wonderful, the way she fought to free herself from this captivity of hers', I thought, although she wouldn't be able to escape she'd have to find that out for herself. I went to the computer screen and tapped in a code, this released the phones from their secured state, but would route all calls through the computer, any number dialled without the correct prefix would be answered by the computer. I plugged in a headset with a microphone and waited. sure enough a phone in the kitchen was being used, the computer showed that 911 had been dialled. "Emergency services, what is the nature of your emergency" I spoke into the microphone; the computer altered the voice it received to a female one. "Help I've been kidnapped and I need the police." Shelly said in a hushed tone. "Is this for real?" I replied, "We've had kids playing around like this before!" I tried to get a sarcastic tone into the voice. "Oh please, help me!" Shelly cried into the phone, "I don't know where I am and he might get me soon." "Alright young lady, now where are you?" I said. "I don't know!" Shelly was anxious now, "I don't even know what state I'm in!" "Fine, now calm down, what is your name?" I tried to sound condescending to the young girl "I'm Shelly Dever," She replied "Good Shelly, now where do you live?" "1220 Lexington Avenue." She told me; I decided that it was time to stop this charade, "Young lady you are lying to me, we don't have a Lexington avenue, and I’m going to have to hang up." And I pressed a key that made a disconnected tone on the phone. "Nnnoooo! Please don't, I need help, oh please help me." She was crying into the phone now, I pressed another key that switched off the voice alteration program. "I'm sorry Dexter, but you were talking to me." I told her, "All the phones are controlled from one point, now I'll meet you by the door to the basement." I heard the clatter of the handset as she dropped it and ran off. The computer was now tracking her movements. She tried the cat-flap in the back door, but found it secured - I wasn't going to fall for that again! She tried to open the windows, but found they were all locked, and the gold in the sunlight reflecting coating ensured that no-body from outside would see her anyway. She ran to the front door, but was unable to open it! I got up from my chair and walked towards the basement door. Shelly was running towards the stairs when she saw me. I watched her as she dashed past me and started to mount the stairs two at a time. I just smiled - There was no window open and no balcony to make a scene from. As I stood by the door I could hear her running from room to room trying to find somewhere that would lead to freedom. Finally there was only the sound of sobbing coming from upstairs. I walked to the stairs shaking my head, she wouldn't come down on her own I'd have to help her. I walked slowly up the stairs ensuring that my footsteps could be plainly heard, but her sobs still continued. I found her in Pauline's bedroom, a place that was rarely used by her, but on the dressing table was a picture of the class I had taught for one week. it was signed by all the girls and had written on it - 'To Mr. Purple a great teacher, from all of us' - Shelly was looking at it and crying away. I sat on the bed and waited for a moment. "I was surprised when they sent that to me, because I'd only been with them for a week, acting as a stand in teacher for them." I said softly "You didn't try to hurt them?" was the muffled question, to which I gave a gentle laugh. "Oh not in the way that you think, they had strange lessons, gun practice, self-defence classes, sexual practice classes - I never did give the one about male anatomy, although they did learn about cock sucking," Her eyes went wide when I said that. "But what school would teach that? If we knew about defending ourselves then you wouldn't have caught us!" she said seriously, I nodded. "That was possibly true, if schools taught things that children should know then my job would be difficult, if not impossible," I told her, "But they don't and so the knowledge you needed wasn't there." I reached out and held her. "But Shelly, you did try to escape which was good for you, although it did hurt me." At her fearful look I smiled, in a friendly way (at least I hoped it was), "Don't worry I did expect you to try, and it was my fault so I won't punish you for that, but I had to show you that even if you did get out of the basement there was no way out, I've have too many girls here trying the same that I've managed to plug all the holes, I think" I kept smiling as I said that, I reached out to her and reluctantly she let me pull her to me and I sat her down on my leg. "But if you were a teacher why do you . . ." she started and then stopped. "Start this business?" I finished for her, she nodded her head, "I started to notice young girls and began fantasize about what I could do to them, I had to give up teaching at that point." She looked at me in amazement, "What else could I do, I was more of a threat to them at that stage, so I moved away and then one day found myself kidnapping a young girl." At her look I nodded, "I was so confused that I didn't even know what I was doing! I ended up letting her go a couple of miles from her home, she was unharmed." I looked at Shelly, "All I had done was talked to her and convinced her never to go with strangers again; her parent didn't even know she'd been taken away." "But why did you carry on?" She asked me, not noticing her proximity to me. "At first it was the exhilaration of the danger. Then I was contacted by a man who had watched me, he followed me to where I had taken the girl and phoned the house." I told her, "It was the worse time I'd ever spent talking to him, and then he said that he had a proposal for me." At her puzzled look I continued, "It seemed he was trying to find people to kidnap and train children for a new life, he would line up customers and then commission people like me to produce slaves to order." Her mouth dropped open, I gave a sad nod. "My first commission was the girl I'd just taken, her name was April Whyte. I made several mistakes when training her, but I learnt as she did." Shelly looked at me and then said. "Did you do to her what you're doing with Isabel and me?" She asked me. I shook my head sadly, "No, I was very rough with her, forcing her to obey me without allowing her to adjust to her situation." I looked at Shelly in the eyes, "I raped the poor girl every hour, not listening to her cries, not giving her any respite. She managed to survive what I put her through, but she was trained. I delivered her and left her with her new master." Shelly listened to what I said with a grave look on her face. "So why are you treating Isabel and me differently then?" She asked me, the memory almost overwhelmed me. "I heard about a slave I had trained. Her master had decided that he wanted her to appear in porn films. He was making her do things that no girl should have to endure. Finally one film showed her being killed by her attackers, they actually killed her on the grounds that they'd be able to get another girl for the next film! I got a copy of the film and recognized her. the sound of her screams as they killed her while forcing her to accept a horse's cock was too much, I threw up." I looked at Shelly the fearful look on her face, "I was the one to blame for her being killed! I gave up at that point, I couldn't even think about taking another girl without seeing Barbara's face or hearing her voice." "So why did you carry on, why didn't you just stop?" Shelly persisted. "It was Bill who made me continue. it was just after I had found Barbara's owner and managed to get him to tell me who his partners were. And when I'd finished with them and released their current batch of 'stars', Bill found me. he sent me to another trainer. He taught me that girls didn't need to be forced to accept sex, some even wanted to try it for themselves but were frighten of their feelings. He showed me how to encourage the girls to accept what was happening." I said, "But I also had made a change. I managed to get Bill to write a formal contract up for me and my clients." Shelly was watching me closely, "They have to agree that their slaves wouldn't be forced into unusual positions or even threatened with death. if this did happen I would take back my trainees and refund half the money." "Is that what happened with Mistress Billie?" Shelly asked wide eyed. I nodded my head, "Yes. Her master had lost her to some bad men. They were forcing her to be a prostitute," Shelly looked puzzled so I explained, "A woman, or girl, who sells her body to men and women for money - most of which they never see since another person who owns her takes it. However, I had to get help to rescue Billie-Jo and other girls. In the end we managed to get them out and I took Billie-Jo back, she's still recovering from that, which is why she's helping me to train you two." Shelly looked up in fear, she had forgotten why she had gone into this room, she looked at me, "I suppose you're going to punish me for running away now!" she said forlornly. I nodded and held onto her, turning her over my knees and then lightly stroking her ass. She tensed for the blow that she knew was to follow, and gasped when I kissed her on the ass instead. I then raised her up and held her. "I knew that you would try to run as soon as you could, that's why the hobble was so loose," I told her, "it was very good of you to hit me as you did! I was impressed you should have taken self defence classes you would have been good at them. I raised your hopes when you tried the phone and dashed them when I made you think that they had hung up on you," I kissed her, "I'm sorry but I had to show you that you couldn't escape from me," I smiled, "I've had too many near misses that I like girls to prove me wrong now and again." I sat her down on my lap again and looked at her. Her eyes showed a spark of defiance still, I smiled at her. "Good! You'll need that to help Isabel with the days ahead. Now I'm going to start calling you by your twin name, Dexter, do you know why I'm calling you that?" She shook her head and looked at me, "You are going to remain as the right hand twin - the Latin for right is Dexter, and Isabel is going to be the left hand twin, which in Latin would be Sinister." She looked at me, "But can't I ever be Shelly again?" She asked me in a quite voice, I hugged her. "At some times you can be, but you will have to be used to your new name as well." I allowed her to think about this and then I said, "Is there anything else you want to ask?" "Well, Mistress Billie said you'd teach us about sex since we didn't learn at school," She looked up at me and then she said, "But I didn't tell her that Mr. Simons has been talking to me for the past week." I listened to her and then asked, "Was he the one who told you about rubbing your pussy?" She looked down and then nodded. I raised her chin with my hand, "It's nothing to be ashamed of, everybody masturbates at times, you're just learning. Do you want me to really teach you?" she dropped her eyes again and then looked up at me; there was a sparkle in her eyes. "I think I do," She said, "When Mistress Pauline made me touch Isabel in the shower, I didn't want to admit it but it did excite me, and when Isabel kept rubbing me until I couldn't stand it - I really liked that feeling." She confided in me, I nodded. "Okay then, I'll make a deal with you." I said, "If you agree to learn I'll teach you. But you're going to accept all the training that we're going to give you. I'll tell you now that there be parts you're going to hate, but trust me, it's going to be for the good of you both." She swallowed slightly at this; she was hoping to get away without punishments of any kind. "I suppose you want me to go back downstairs now?" She asked, I nodded she sighed and stood up. I took her hand and we walked together out of the room and down the stairs, as we approached the door to the cellar she looked at me again, "Why did you let me try to escape? You could have just kept me down there." She asked me, I nodded. "I could have done, but then you'd always be looking for a chance to escape, this way you've found out that everywhere is locked, I hope you've given up." She looked at me and gave me a cheeky grin. "What if I say I haven't?" She asked me, I gave the appearance of thinking and then said, "Well I'll have to cross that bridge when you get to it I suppose." I told her finally, and opened the door to the cellar, as we went down the steps she stopped again, "I suppose I'll have to give up my piano lessons?" She said, her voice was quiet again, I held her hand. "Did you enjoy them?" I asked her, she nodded her head. I could see a tear at her eyes, the first sign I'd seen from her, apart from when she was punished. I had to think about this, "You know that if I allowed you to continue I'd expect you to be perfect when playing." I told her she looked at me and nodded, her eyes sparkling, so I relented, "Okay then, I'll try to get a piano for you. But in the meantime you'll have to make do with a keyboard." Then I thought again and asked, "Does Isabel play any musical instruments?" "She does play the recorder," Shelly said, "But she wanted to learn to play the flute, but her mum couldn't afford one." I shook my head in thought. it wouldn't be too impossible to get the software to teach the girls from the computer, and when the keyboard was connected it would act as a teacher for Shelly. "I don't know slave," I said with a smile on my lips to show I wasn't serious, "You're just making me spend money on you both. How are you going to repay me for that?" I asked her "You mean it?" She asked, "You would get us instruments to play?" when I nodded she reached up and hugged me, "Then I promise to behave. I won't try to escape, and I'll call you master without being told to." She looked at me with her head on one side as if begging, I rubbed my chin. "But you'd have to do that anyway!" I told her, "What else could you do?" she looked at me and then she said, "I promise that I'll try to obey your commands, and those of Mistress Billie and Pauline." She said earnestly. I nodded my head. "Good enough. But you realise that you'll have to report any failures to them as well - so if they miss a punishable offence you'll have to own up to it." I told her, she nodded, "Okay then I agree. I'll arrange to buy a piano and flute for you both to practice on. And you promise to learn to be the perfect slave." I held out my hand she looked at me and then grasped it, and so we shook on her future. ----------- Once we were in the basement Shelly (no Dexter!) watched me lock the door and then walked with me to the cell where Pauline and Billie-Jo were with Isabel. She was looking through a dictionary and was looking up a word when I looked at Billie-Jo she smiled, "Isabel was asking why she was going to be called Sinister; I thought she'd find the word in the dictionary." She explained, I watched Isabel as she spelt out the word, looking through the book. "S-e-n-e" she was saying, I stopped her. "No, the word begins S-I-N-I." I told her and looked at Pauline who dropped her eyes. she then looked at me and said, "I'm sorry master, but I wasn't sure how to spell it either." She admitted, which made me laugh "I'll have to increase your lessons then!" I told her, then Isabel gave a yell to show that she'd found the word. "Sinister, to be menacing, evil, disturbing, creepy - lat." She looked up at me, "I'm sorry master but what does lat. mean?" I looked at her "It stands for Latin; it means that the word has an ancient origin." I told her, she looked puzzled but didn't ask, she turned back to the book again. "Lat. - Left, or left handedness, caused of suspicion in medieval times." Again she looked at me, I nodded. "It's true that in some years anyone who were left handed were supposed to be in league with the devil, but nowadays we've given up that superstition." I told her. Dexter walked up to Billie-Jo and knelt down in front of her. "Mistress, you have to be told! I attacked master and tried to escape, he says that he's punished me, but he didn't strike me," Her tears were now evident, "He kissed me instead, I don't call that punishment." Billie-Jo looked at me I shook my head. "I allowed Dexter to escape, and so I gave her permission to try. As far as I can see there is nothing to be punished for, so there is no punishment to give!" I said, Billie-Jo looked at Dexter/Shelly "My master has given his word," Billie-Jo said, "We have to obey that! remember that and don't question his word again!" She added and then looked at me. I mouthed 'later' and then asked the two girls to sit together again. When they were I told them the arrangement I'd come to with Dexter, at Isabel’s look I explained about the names and that she was now officially Sinister. But when I said that she would be learning to play the flute she squealed in delight. "But, you're going to have to really work hard to learn how to play it before you leave me. And you're going to have to really learn to co-operate with each other. Do you understand what I'm saying?" I asked them both, they both looked at me. "Yes master." They replied at the same time, I smiled at them and nodded. "Good, now you have a lot to think about and to discuss, and so I think we'll leave you for now. We will be back with a dinner for which you are going to eat one handed again, so I suggest you practice strapping your training aids on again. This time you're going to have to help each other with them." I told them showing the arm restraints again. Dexter was going to say something but then she stopped herself and just joined Sinister with 'Yes master'. It seems that she was learning, although how much was her and how much my 'power' I couldn't say. I quickly motioned to Pauline and asked her to bring down the keyboard I had in my office - I dabbled slightly with it but wasn't really any good. She ran off to retrieve it and was back with it before too long, I placed it on the table in the cell and told Dexter to see if it was alright for her. She tried a few chords and then played a short piece, before smiling up at me and saying, "Thank you master, I'll try to be good." And was then working on scales. Sinister just looked forlornly at me, I had to shake my head, "I'm sorry Sinister, but I don't have a flute at the moment, but maybe Dexter will let you try your fingers on the keyboard." To which Dexter smiled at her twin and said she'd be happy to. Billie-Jo, Pauline and I left the basement to the sound of music playing, something that I'd never really heard before, normally hearing crying or at least sobbing. I closed the door leaving the girls to their music. |