Not quite a Honeymoon 9

»Can`t you just, you know, track Belle`s phone?«

Immediately after they had finished their cigarettes, Mike had sent a message to Isabelle`s phone, telling he had Mathilda and adding a photo of the suitcase she was in. Lalita still avoided to look at it and tried to block out the mews and sighs coming from within.

Mike shook his head.

»I could get such equipment, but it would take me half a day and besides, I am sure that Amy has managed to remove the SIM card and that my messages get redirected. So far, we have to play her game!«

At least, Amy didn`t let them wait, for her answer came a few minutes later:

»Get her to her apartment asap!«

Amy had added an address – and a picture of a crumpled pair of panties. Lalita`s eyes widened.

»That`s from my collection – but what`s that? Is it – is it blood?«

Mike enlarged the picture and shook his head.

»Lipstick!«

He left it to the girl to figure out the implications of that information and packed a few things in a light backpack. Then, he took the handle of the suitcase.

»After Amy asked so politely, we shouldn`t let her wait!«

As they had tested before, the suitcase just fit into the Smart`s small trunk. Mike did the driving and he turned on the radio, just to drown the sounds coming from behind them.

»Do you have a plan? I mean, like building a trap for Amy if she comes for fetching – her?«

Lalita pointed over her shoulder. With a bitter smile, Mike answered:

»The problem is that she has at least one accomplice, most likely two. And one of these will be with Belle and if Amy doesn`t come back in time-«

It took them some hour to get to Mathilda`s apartment and they had just left the car when someone spoke to them from behind.

»Mikey! And Panty-girl! How nice you could make it!«

It was Amy – unmasked, as she was standing right in front of the building. Lalita petrified, but Mike forced himself to remain calm.

»Actually, it`s Captain Dunbar and the Bengal Tigress! So, you are wearing clothes when out on the streets for a change?«

A shadow flew over Amy`s face before she once again smiled coldly.

»At the moment, it`s your girl that`s lacking clothes. I think she`s currently cursing the day she met you!«

Mike scoffed.

»I am quite sure she didn`t need you to do that! Anyway, what gives us the honour of you coming here personally?«

»Just to make sure you are not trying to take liberties in following our orders! Now, if the both of you will be so kind to follow me upstairs? Please, leave the keys in the car!«

Mike picked his backpack before doing as Amy had said. He was sure that once they were inside, one of her accomplices would drive away with the car – and Mathilda.

»I just hope that you will return the car asap! They are charging by day!«

»I will tell the little ginger about your priorities, Mikey!«, Amy purred as they entered the house. Lalita looked at Mike questioningly, but he had also no idea what would come next.

At Mathilda`s small apartment, his eyes fell on a big gym bag standing on the bed. It looked as if Amy had brought it with her. The blonde now leaned in the door and asked:

»You know what I did during the last weeks? I mean, not 24/7, but quite often?«

»Trying to forget the taste of used underwear?«

Again, there was an angry glance in Amy`s blue eyes, but she didn`t lose her self-control for more than the fraction of a second.

»I did indeed analyse why you were able to defeat me, back in Marseille. And I think the problem was that I gave you too much time to react and do things your own way!«

Mike would have thought of two or three other mistakes she had made, but Amy now ostentatiously checked her watch.

»It`s 4pm now. If you take a taxi, you can be at the room of ›Changing World‹ by 5 and if you are not idling around, you should be ready with doing as you are told to Julie at, let`s say, 8 and can be here at 9. That`s five hours from now!«

Mike frowned. He had recognized that she had spoken of him in the singular.

»If you wouldn`t keep us here, Lolly and I could already be on our way!«

Amy raised one of her perfectly plucked eyebrows.

»Lolly? Well, you are a big boy, Mikey – you will have to do without your Lolly!«

»What is she talking about?«, Lalita asked with concern. Amy just pointed at the bag and told Mike to look inside. It contained some coiled rope, two rolls of tape and a few red bars, taped together and connected to a digital clock by some wires. Mike cocked his head.

»Seriously, Amy?«

The display of the clock showed a countdown that now had 4 hours, 47 minutes and 29 seconds to go. The whole contraption looked like a time bomb from a cartoon. Lalita saw it and she gasped.

»Y-You- You want-«

She suddenly jumped for the door, but without effort, Amy kicked her legs away, grabbed her wrist and distorted her arm, forcing the girl on her knees. Mike had for a second thought to attack Amy, but there still was Isabelle and even if he overpowered Amy, there was still her accomplices.

»This hurts you more than me!«, Amy said whilst she still forced Lalita`s arm upwards behind her back, threatening to dislodge her shoulder. Lalita ached and squirmed, but couldn`t break free. She stared at Mike with disbelief, for he still had made no effort to help her.

»Maybe, you want to explain it to her, Mikey?«, Amy asked when Lalita stopped struggling to avoid further pain. With a sigh, Mike took the bomb from the bag. Lalita`s eyes widened.

»Amy thinks that I might go to a pub or to the movies if she doesn`t set me a strict time limit. So, whilst I go and finish my business with Julie, you will have to stay here, for«, he checked the display, »less than 4 hours, 44 minutes and 12 seconds.«

Now, Lalita blinked, trying to cope with what Mike had just said: she would have to stay here, tied to a time bomb! Amy added:

»There are two possibilities, Lolly! Either you let Mikey tie you up – or he leaves right now and I will do it! Since we are discussing what might become your last hours, it`s your choice!«

Lalita stared at Mike who made a gesture as if he was shrugging. Sure, if she chose Amy, Mike would have some more time – but on the other hand, she was afraid of the mean blonde torturing her arm and so, she croaked:

»I-I choose him!«

Amy let her arm go and pushed her towards Mike who helped her to get up and then hugged the girl before he whispered:

»You know I can`t go easy on you either, Lolly?«

Lalita nodded and Mike reached for the rope, but Amy stopped him.

»Close to a bomb, and with your tendency to make things dramatic and to appear in the nick of time, Lolly might sweat if she`s dressed up like she is!«

The girl only hesitated for a moment. Then, looking at Amy with sheer contempt, she turned her back towards Mike.

»Could you help me with the zipper, please?«

Mike was more gentle than necessary as he lifted her hair and then opened the zipper so Lalita could slip out of her dress. She then took off her pumps and sockets and stood in just her coloured bra and panties. Amy made an inviting gesture and Lalita stiffened, but held still when Mike brushed over her shoulder whilst unclasping her bra with the other hand.

»You have seen them already, anyway!«, she croaked. Mike looked at Amy.

»I`ve seen hers, too. Bof bof, as the French say!«

In fact, Mike considered Amy`s boobs quite nice, but the angry glance in the blonde`s eyes gave Lalita the strength to take off her bra and not to hide her breasts, looking defiantly at Amy. The criminal licked her lips and let her eyes wander over her body.

»I can understand you are envious, but wasn`t your original intention to keep me from wasting time?«, Mike asked and Amy just pointed at the only chair. Lalita sat down and Mike cut a few lengths of rope.

»You better do a good job on her!«

»You should remember that I know how to tie knots!«

He bent Lalita`s arms over the top of the backrest and tied her wrists palm to palm, leaving the ends dangle. Then, he took the tape and encased the girl`s fingers before he tied her wrists to a horizontal bar between the chair`s rear legs. Now, the backrest dug into Lalita`s armpits and she was forced to stretch her arms. He gently brushed over her upper arms, but then, he used another rope to tie her elbows together. He cinched the bond, so there was a gap of two inches between the joints, but even before he looked, he knew that Lalita`s 34D boobs now had become even more of an eyecatcher.

He tied her upper body to the backrest at her waist and below her breasts, then, he cut four more lengths and tied her legs to the chair`s front legs at ankles and knees, further securing these ropes with tape, too. Amy inspected the bonds and commented that the bondage was more than conventional, but she seemed to be satisfied with the tightness of it.

»Oh, before I forget, Mikey!«

She reached into her pocket and handed Mike a crumpled piece of ice blue silk. It was the panties Isabelle had worn and that she had sent him a picture of earlier. They were slightly damp and showed traces of lipstick.

»Almost still warm! So, to give you yet another reason to come back here, and since you have to gag Lolly anyway-«

Lalita`s eyes widened. She had been gagged with panties when the two women had assaulted her and Isabelle, but it had been fresh ones. She had also witnessed how Isabelle had gotten a pair of used panties crammed into her mouth, but these had been her own. This was the underwear of another woman!

»Use the sockets, too!«

She now produced a small plastic bag and withdrew into the bathroom, but left the door open and so, Mike just took the nylon sockets and the panties and wrapped them to a tight ball. He brushed over the girl`s hair and smiled.

»It can`t be that bad – I personally watched Belle shower this morning!«

Lalita gulped and then, she deliberately parted her lips, allowing Mike to shove the gag into her mouth. She retched once or twice, but didn`t fight him. Nevertheless, she had to cope with the gag, as both Isabelle`s panties and her sockets tasted vile. Mike took a scarf and tied it between her lips before he gathered her hair, so he could seal her mouth with ten rounds of tape.

Amy returned from the bathroom, holding up the plastic bag.

»You might need these for Julie!«

Mike took the bag and saw it contained a collection of thongs. He sensed a specific fragrance and put the bag into his pocket. Amy had meanwhile grabbed the time bomb and looked at the display.

»4 hours and 21 minutes to go! I will stay here for a while, just in case you are trying to come back and free her before you have completed your mission. How about we call it ›Operation Sex Bomb‹?«

Mike bent forward to Lalita, kissed her forehead and whispered:

»Don`t listen to her, Lolly – she`s the one who needs some dynamite to become a veritable sex bomb, not you!«

He wasn`t sure if this remark had helped to cheer up the girl a little, but Amy was right about the point he didn`t have time to waste. He left the apartment, calling himself a taxi on his way down the stairs.

»So, it`s just us two girls!«, Amy said, looking down at Lalita who tried not to show her fear. Her eyes widened, however, as Amy now produced a vibrator from her back pocket.

»Look what naughty Mathilda`s hiding in her dirty laundry drawer!«

She switched it on and slowly approached Lalita who stared at the buzzing thing as if it was a venomous snake. Amy licked her lips and smiled coldly as she brushed over Lalita`s ample boobs with the tip of the vibrator, describing an »eight«. Then, she slowly wandered down towards the girl`s panties. Lalita mewed and squirmed in her bonds and Amy increased the pressure as she touched her pubic mound. Then, she switched the thing off and put it into her handbag.

»I think I will save the batteries for the little ginger!«

She then brushed over Lalita`s panties again. The girl panted and Amy reached for her pocket again, enjoying the mixture of fear and anticipation in her captive`s eyes.

»Just my phone!«

She took a picture of Lalita`s panty-clad crotch and then texted a few words. Little later, she seemed to have received an answer, for she smiled with amusement.

»Just a little bet between me and my colleague! You allow me?«

»Mmhhmph! Nnnggg!«

Lalita protested and squirmed in her bonds as Amy hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the girl`s panties and peeled them down her thighs. Amy looked at her now naked middle and enjoyed how Lalita cringed and blushed all over as she cupped her pubic mound. Then, she withdrew, but only to take another picture.

»They say that a woman`s eyebrows match her pubic hair. Maybe, you should shave your eyebrows off completely, to make that saying true!«

She laughed at Lalita`s embarrassment – that turned into horror as she took the bomb and placed it between her open thighs, taking care that Lalita could see the display.

»Sex bomb, sex bomb«, she did a less than good interpretation of Tom Jones` hit. Then, waving Goodbye, she left Lalita alone.

***

Isabelle had no idea whether there was a record in how long a woman could do splits, but she definitely knew how much it hurt after just a few minutes. Her leg muscles were aflame and tied to the bamboo rod, she had no chance to mitigate it. All she could do was to distract herself from the pain – by bending forward or trying to lower her arms, so the crotch rope cut deeper into her soft flesh.

She tried to move her tongue, but that only increased the stale taste of Adele`s feet and crotch she was forced to endure. The gag wasn`t the worst she had ever endured, but nevertheless, it would have been an understatement to call it inconvenient. Isabelle ached and blinked at the wall where a clock at least told her how much time had passed.

»Just one hour! And I am already wishing for these mean women to come back!«

Of course, she would have preferred Mike to play his preferred role of White Knight and burst through the door. Mike! Somehow, he had stumbled into the focus of Amy and the other two and now, they were forcing him to do nasty things for them, by using her to blackmail him.

»He risked his life back in France when he barely knew me! What will he do now, just to prevent me from harm?«

The fact that Mike`s love for her would weaken him was hard to endure. Isabelle felt tears fill her eyes and she blinked angrily. These three bastards should not see her weep!

Time passed slowly and Isabelle noticed that the exhaustion of her stringent bondage was taking its toll. Her arms no longer hurt, but felt numb and she felt a pain in her neck instead, when ever she looked up at the watch. The dial looked a bit blurred and she had to blink until she could see the indicators again. Isabelle sweated despite the chilly air and she knew that she was about to faint, sooner or later. Rather sooner.

She twitched as the door was opened and Adele entered, followed by Alinda who was pulling a suitcase behind her. There was no sign of Amy; perhaps, she was out to be a pain in Mike`s ass.

Adele approached Isabelle, gently lifted her chin and made her look at her.

»Have you already missed us? We got you a playmate!«

Obviously, Isabelle`s reaction wasn`t enthusiastic enough and so, Adele pulled on her crotch rope, causing a long groan from the redhead. Adele giggled and meant:

»I know you are a tough girl, but if you want to grit your teeth, you have to bite down on my panties. That`s what they call a dilemma!«

Adele`s panties now had to choke some words Isabelle hadn`t learned at Sunday School whilst Alinda opened the lid of the suitcase. It had not looked big enough to contain an adult human being, but now, Isabelle saw that a small, petite girl had been stowed inside. When Alinda removed the rope tying the girl`s neck to her knees, she unfolded with a groan and Isabelle could see that she was stark naked. She was also blindfolded and gagged and a red rope mark indicated that the now loose crotch rope had been the same rope that had tied her into a ball and had been considerably tight before Alinda had loosened the knots.

She could hardly see anything of her face, except for her nose, but Isabelle was sure she had never seen the new captive before. Alinda bent over the girl now and removed some tape from her ears. Then, she plucked what looked like cotton wool from her auricles and then, she announced:

»Isabelle – Mathilda, Mathilda – Isabelle!«

Mathilda just let out a groan and Isabelle just waited what would happen next. Adele now took over:

»Mathilda has learned a very important lesson today! She has betrayed her friend and employer – and now, she was betrayed herself, by what she thought would be her rescuer! Your Mikey!«

Either the information wasn`t that shocking, or Mathilda was just too exhausted, for she just squirmed on the ground. Adele checked her phone and a malicious smile built on her face. She had a short talk with Alinda who seemed to have gotten the same message. She also grinned, though she pretended to be angry about some bet she had lost to Amy. The two then turned towards Isabelle again:

»Seems Mikey`s really getting into it! He not only is responsible for this little package«, she pointed at Mathilda, »but also for that, though I am afraid some of the kudos have to go to Amy!«

Adele held the display so Isabelle could see it. The picture showed a woman tied to a chair and Isabelle had a terrible déjà vu: she had seen the same woman in almost the same position just a few hours ago – and again, she had to stare at Lalita`s bare breasts. Then, she noticed another detail: between the girl`s legs, covering her crotch from views, was a bundle of red bars with a clock fixed to it; a time bomb. Adele pressed »Play« and the picture began to slightly move, whilst a well-known melody was playing: Tom Jones` »Sex Bomb«.

Isabelle let out a fluttering breath. Whilst this Mathilda wasn`t someone she knew, Lalita had almost become a friend. In addition, she and Mike knew from their childhood and so, he had definitely not liked to do that to her. She shuddered when she thought of the fact that she was the reason for Mike having to do this.

»Don`t worry, he has got just one more on his to-do list. He will be busy with her a little longer and so, you will be our guest for a while, too. But once he has fulfilled his duty, we will let him off the hook! Then, he can spend the rest of his life wondering whatever happened to his girl!«

Isabelle couldn`t help mewing and Adele patted her cheek.

»Oh, I am not talking about killing you. I hold no grudge against you and even Amy just wants to see Mikey suffer. You are just means for the purpose! However, you have seen us all and so, I am afraid that you will go to«, she suddenly had to oppress a giggle«, to a farm in the North! You sure won`t like it there, but you will have company. And speaking of that, I think we should see the two of you  get better acquainted!«

This time, Isabelle managed to remain silent, but a faint moan from the ground indicated that Mathilda had gotten the message Adele was also referring to her.

***

Mike used the time the taxi needed to get him to the rooms of »Changing World« to think about the change of circumstances. The loss of the car was bearable, but now, he had to work without the help of Lalita and in addition, he had a strict time limit. Mike had only shortly seen and touched the bomb, but it had looked as if it wasn`t just a fake.

Of course, he had considered to either get back and free Lalita or to inform someone to get to the apartment and do it instead of him. However, Amy was perhaps a bitch, but no fool and had thought of that for sure. Perhaps, she would not be in the apartment all the time, but she would have found a way to see if he came back too soon.

In addition, there was still the fact that they had Isabelle, too. And as long as he didn`t fulfil the second part of his order, They would not let her go.

»Of course, there is no guarantee they will let her go anyway! But for the moment, I have to play their game to get closer to them!«

He had reached the office building. Before he entered, he checked his watch. 3 hours and 47 minutes left!

***

3 hours and 47 minutes left! Lalita looked down on the display and for the umpteenth time, she had to oppress the urge to try to shake off the terrible bomb between her legs. However, it was not only stuck between her thighs, but it also looked as if it was enough dynamite to blow the whole apartment into pieces. Besides, Lalita feared that she could cause the bomb to go off prematurely if it hit the ground.

She shifted her position the little her bondage allowed. Mike had not been brutal, but he had not joked around with the ropes either. Her arms were held tight and with her fingers taped, she had no chance of picking on any of the knots. She was fixed to the chair that had become quite uncomfortable by now and the upholstery of the seat clung to her butt and thighs.

Then, there was the gag. The melange of her feet and Isabelle`s crotch tasted very unpleasant, even if she didn`t think twice about what was filling her mouth. Each time she had to swallow her saliva, Lalita had to stare on the bomb to remind her that she had worse problems than that.

Her eyes fell on the open bathroom door and she felt a slight urge to pee. For a moment, she thought that this would be a way to defuse the bomb and she almost giggled when she looked at the wires connecting the watch with the dynamite sticks. There was some battery to ignite the explosives. Batteries meant electricity – and electricity combined with liquid meant short circuits. Lalita had not the slightest idea whether this would block the mechanism or cause the bomb to go off, but she did not want to give it a try.

»Mike sure knows what he is doing! He will be here in time and in a few days, he and Belle and I will all laugh about this and watch the news about the trial against Amy and her accomplices!«

***

The story Mike had told Julie sounded quite plausible: his friend had brought Mathilda to the safe house, but had needed the car to do so. Also, since they would have to go into hiding for a few days, it would be better to get to Julie`s place first, so she could pack a few things.

Julie was cooperative and also didn`t ask too many questions, but Mike had to oppress his impatience as she had to do a countless number of things to organize her absence at »Changing World«. Of course, she was the editor-in-chief, but Mike thought that she should just give her colleagues a chance to prove their value without her controlling them.

When they finally left the building, Mike had 2 hours and 12 minutes left. If he subtracted the time he would need to get back to Mathilda`s apartment and to defuse the bomb, he would have to hurry if he wanted to fulfil the elaborate orders from the letter.

Julie said they would be faster if they took the Underground instead of waiting for a taxi, but just as always if one had to run a tight schedule, they missed one tube by seconds and the next had a delay.

»You seem a bit strained? Everything okay with you and your fiancé?«, Julie asked.

»She wasn`t so happy about me spending time with you, but at least, she didn`t oppose to it and she also wants justice to be done«, Mike answered diplomatically and thought that Julie also would have looked a bit strained if she knew what was lying ahead of her. Well, she would find out soon enough!

They entered the apartment with 1hour 39 minutes left.

»Could you please turn on the TV? I – have to go to the bathroom!«

Mike managed not to roll his eyes on Julie`s physical needs. However, when the door had closed behind her and he had turned on some show, he thought that this at least gave him some time for preparation.

Looking around, he found a dishcloth and he soaked it with the narcotic he had also used on Mathilda. Then he positioned himself beside the bathroom door and waited until he heard the flush. A minute later, the door was unlocked and Julie, obviously thinking he was in the living room, said:

»Phew, that was highest time, this coffeeeeuuhhmmph!«

The information about the effects of coffee on Julie`s bladder was choked by the cloth Mike pressed on her mouth and nose from behind. At the same time, he slung his other arm around her arms and upper body.

»Hhhuuhhmm! Mmhhmmmmrrrrrmm!«

Julie quickly recovered from the initial shock and instead of the petite Mathilda, she was a tall and athletic woman. She squirmed and Mike slowly walked backwards so she staggered. Now, he had to carry most of her weight and he tightened his grip whilst he fought to keep the cloth over her face.

»Hhhrrrrrrr! Mmhhhrrrmmmmm! Mmhhhmmph!«

Mike cursed as he hit his back at the doorframe whilst her still was walking backwards, pulling his victim with him. As long as he kept doing so, she could not stand or use his legs against him, but that didn`t mean Julie wasn`t fighting for all she was worth. The black struggled and kicked. One of her shoes flew off her foot and hit the door whilst she almost destroyed a vase with the other. Mike was amazed on how hard she tried to get her arms out of his vice grip and his collarbone hurt from how he had to press the back of her head against it whilst he had to keep the feisty woman from getting fresh air into her lungs.

»Uuhhmmmmmm! Mmhhmmmmmm! Mph!«

Mike staggered as he hit her bed and they both landed upon each other. He had managed to keep her in his grip and now, he could watch their struggle in the mirror on the door of Julie`s cupboard. Still, she was flailing her legs wildly, giving him quite a good look at the white panel of her panties, looking greyish through the nylon of her pantyhose.

Her struggles ceased, but this was only a trick to make him loosen his grip, for she renewed her efforts and Mike had to roll over to not let her go. They both landed on the carpet and now, finally, Fortuna showed some pity to Mike.

Since Julie landed on her front, her ample boobs took some of the impact and with Mike`s weight lasting on her, this forced the air out of her lungs. When she sucked for air, she inhaled more of the narcotic and now, finally, her struggles became weaker. The drumming of her feet on the carpet turned from allegro to andante, her squirming became less desperate.

Mike felt adrenaline rush through his body. This was the feeling of victory, a victory that nobody would be able to take from him! He had had that feeling during Ju Jutsu tournaments, when he had managed to get a stronger opponent into a chokehold and force him to give up – or when he had kissed an initially reluctant girl who had then relaxed, given up her resistance and kissed him back. He kept Julie in a tight grip, but allowed his muscles to relax a bit, just in the amount her flailing and squirming became weaker.

»Hhhrrrrmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmm! Mmhmmmmmm!«

In a last attempt, Julie tried to shake Mike from her back and to scream through the cloth, but then, she more and more got limp in his arms. Her moans calmed down and finally, her eyes twisted. Mike felt as if he had gone over the entire twelve rounds with Mike Tyson. Panting, he lay on top of his victim whilst he kept the rag pressed over her mouth and nose for one more minute after she had stopped moving and making noises.

»Uff! You almost gave me the impression you were enjoying it less than I did, Jolie Julie!«

He rolled from her and allowed himself a few seconds to catch breath before he once again checked his breath. 1 hour, 34 minutes to go. Given the fact Julie had been at the bathroom between he last had checked and him assaulting her, the struggle had lasted just for two minutes.

Though he had burnt the letter, he knew exactly what he had to do next. He plucked Julie´s glasses that still hung in her hair and placed them on the bed before he took off her business jacket and removed the scarf. Then, he opened her white blouse and whilst he tucked it from her skirt, he could not help admiring her ample breasts covered by a white, rather plain bra.

Even with the zipper open, he had to use both hands to pull her tight skirt over Julie`s hips and down her legs. He then removed the pantyhose, putting it aside from the other items. Mike bent over her, unclasped her bra and took it off, too. So far, he only saw things he had seen before just some hours ago. Now, he would discover new territory.

He hooked his thumbs into her panties` waistband and pulled them down her legs. He could see that Julie had a triangle of black curls covering her pubic mound and he also got a glimpse of her fragrance as he put the panties to the pantyhose.

»Now, that was the part that was hard to misunderstand!«

Amy`s order had been »Strip her naked, but leave the glasses!«

However, Amy (or rather whoever was behind the whole operation) had written some more advice:

»Add some kinky accessories. Choose whatever you consider slutty enough, but her boobs and pussy must be clearly visible in your arrangement!«

He looked over the pile of clothes lying beside the unconscious Julie. According to what he had seen, she couldn`t be called prudish, but she seemed to prefer a cute business look over »kinky«, let alone »slutty«. Well, he would have to rummage through her drawers and then improvise.

The narcotic would keep her out for some 20 to 30 minutes, but Julie was tall and athletic and so, she would maybe recover too soon. Mike took the soaked rag, shook it out and tied it over Julie`s mouth and nose. Like that, she would inhale some more of the narcotic and keep on sleeping whilst he checked her drawers for naughty secrets. Since he would not leave the room for longer than a minute, there was also no risk she would choke.

Julie`s underwear drawers were filled with modest, practical panties and bras, plus a few ones with a little lace, but still, nothing that would fit Amy`s bizarre wishes. Then, he had an idea. He was a bit surprised on how well he fit into his role as Amy`s henchman.

»Maybe, Belle is right – I am a terrible person and will rot in hell! And the worst thing is – sooner or later, I will meet Amy there!«

Mike went for the living room, shoved the blanket and pillows to the ground and then, he went for his backpack and produced a small tablet and a webcam. Lacking a tripod, he placed the latter on the sideboard, connected it to the tablet and positioned it at the couch.

»All right, now, all I need is the star of the show!«

He went back to the other room and looked down at Julie who was still unconscious, breathing quietly through the cloth over her mouth and nose.

Once again, Mike recalled parts of Amy`s orders and he could not only see her writing in front of his inner eye, he could almost hear her read her words to him, with her accentuated upper class accent and her always slightly scornful voice:

»If you gag her, use panties; gagged, but not her own. Then, arrange her for the camera. Be imaginative, but take care that it will be R-rated and that she can be clearly identified. P. S.: She`s ticklish; we would appreciate if that can be seen in the video, too!«

***