Jeb's Adventure On The Smith River

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The Hispanic robber placed his foot on Kat's stomach, holding her steady. "Settle down, sheriff lady!" He laughed and said, "Don't worry. I'm sure you're next." Wendy was not sure what is going on, but she heard that she was about to vanish. She heard Brent speak on the phone. “The consignment will be ready in an hour. You must come to the servants’ door at the rear with the lorry.” She sat down across from me, crossed her legs, and said, "You did real good. You keep cooperating and you'll be fine". I was still terrified, however. I was afraid they would kill me, as they made no effort to disguise themselves. But I couldn't do anything about it; I was lying on the floor, with my hands and feet tightly bound and a gag tied in my mouth. Mandy sat next to Jim Norris on his leather sofa. As she read the file, an ecstatic grin spread over her beautiful face from ear to ear. “Oh Jimmy, this is just great. Better than I could ever have hoped for. She´s just perfect.’ No, Sarah. Please leave that on for a moment. You clearly enjoy the feel of silk. Why don't you just lay down for a moment and luxuriate in the feel of the sheets. Sensations are so much more sensitive when you can't see, don't you think?"

Brent called his mother right before the board meeting. "I'm going in now; have fun today. I am going to have to take care of your pet later," he laughed. Who is Cindy you ask? Well, Cindy is my best friend. In fact, she may be my only friend, as I never got close to anyone other than her. Cindy and I grew up together and have always been best of friends for as long as I can remember. She lived only a few houses away from me in my neighborhood. We are both the same age, 26, and we played together, grew up together, and even went to college together. She has always been there for me. Kat eventually gave up and lay exhausted on the floor. Then it was the cashier's turn to pull at Kat's knots. The result was the same. The young woman had failed to make any progress with the sheriff's knots. The cashier finally realized this and pulled her fingers away. She rolled onto her side and waited. Kat also rolled onto her side, since that was the most comfortable position. The two dejected young women lay facing each other on the cold floor of the small office. Perhaps as an oversight, the men had left the lights on in the small room. George studied the photo carefully, using a magnifying glass. It was a passport photo. "I'm pretty sure it is, sir."

She knelt down in front of me and tried to use the towel to dry my crotch. But I snatched the towel out of her hand before she even touched me. I… I… Well… That's not… I mean…" I stumbled with the words. I was embarrassed every time Cindy took the conversation in a sexual direction. The determined sheriff was in the middle of yet another bout of desperate struggling! She had remained still for over an hour but had finally given in to her emotions. She was damned if she was going await rescue by anyone! Kat snapped into alertness as if she had just been poked with a cattle prod. She raised her head to attention. Had someone just called out to her? Was she imagining things now? At that, the woman knelt beside me and untied the cloth from around my mouth. Before I could do anything she started wrapping the duct tape tightly around and around my head, over my hair and everything.

Kat felt her stomach twitch. The robber apparently had an accomplice. This was getting worse by the minute. She had to act now. The nervous robber had the gun trained on her but his head was turned. Without warning, Kat lunged at the man. Yes, indeed, Stephanie, it is a beautiful scarf." Sarah started to feel a little uncomfortable and disoriented, and so took another large drink of the cool lemonade. Perhaps it was the combination of being in the hot sun and the cool lemonade, she thought to herself. At 38 years-old Bayless was the oldest deputy in Kat's department and the only carry-over from the previous sheriff's administration. He had run against Kat for county sheriff and had lost by a landslide. Which was not surprising, considering that Bayless was chauvinistic, rude, and insensitive. He was also one of Kat's most vocal detractors. In fact, his days as a deputy in Kat's department were numbered. And now he was her rescuer. Could things get any worse? Sarah fondled the rich silk twill between her fingers and noted how smooth and cool the silk was to the touch.I felt him start to wrap the rope around my wrists. I don't know anything about rope but I know I didn't like the kind he had. It was brown and very rough and scratchy. After he had wrapped my wrists a few times, he did something (I couldn't see what), and all of a sudden the ropes became extremely tight, causing me to grunt involuntarily. He finished tying my hands and forced me to sit up.

It seemed such a pity to wake her up; as she lay there, her tousled red hair strewn across the pillow, a faint smile on her lips, she looked oh so very sweet and innocent, more like a teenaged schoolgirl than a hardened (though still unconvicted) criminal. Still, wake her he did, very gently. The white robber ignored Kat's angry gaze and stared at her private area, which was adorned with a single "landing strip" of silky hair. Kat's cheeks burned with humiliation when she recalled her grooming preference down there. Was this really happing, she wondered? Perhaps it was all a dreadful nightmare. Perhaps she was about . . . Walter's gone now. You can say what you were going to say. The maids are inside the house too," she said looking around. Even worse was the mental aspect of the situation, which began to take its toll on Kat. She had never felt so helpless and vulnerable in her life. This was just downright humiliating! As a police detective she had always taken care of herself. She had held her own in the rugged streets of Palm City. She had to be twice as good as her fellow male cops, and she was. Kat had always prided herself on being independent, resilient, tough, and in control. At the moment, however, she was anything but resilient or in control. Stephanie looked on with intense pleasure as the layers of white silk around Sarah's face inflated and then collapsed, the muffled rasping noise proof of the effectiveness of the gag she had applied. She adored placing her captives in severe and inescapable bondage, and over the years she had become increasingly proficient and inventive about the restraints she used. It was one of the aspects, along with the excellent financial rewards, that made slaving such an enjoyable pastime.I'm Sheriff Katherine Derringer," Kat managed to say between heavy breathing. "Put that gun down and give yourselves up before somebody gets hurt."

Good. Her name is Amanda Wells. She left the country a few months ago, returned, and has now returned for a second time without having left again. So she must have left on your niece's passport and returned using her own. We'll add her to the surveillance list." Now that you are my bound captive", she said, in a voice loud enough for Sarah to hear through the layers of muffling silk, "let me explain a little more about your predicament, because I am sure that someone of your youth and innocence has only ever heard of the white slave trade in history books. Let me assure you that the trade is very much alive and well - I am living testament to that. There are still many rich men in far away countries who keep female slaves for their own perverted pleasure and will pay handsomely for young, nubile, white girls of your age". She had heard of them, read about them – but to have them in her house was something even more terrifying as the rope was wrapped round her upper body, forcing her upper arms against her sides as her chest was framed in the rope bands. It only took ten, maybe fifteen minutes, but when the last knot was tied, her arms and upper body were tightly secured, the only thing she could move her fingers. Sarah's silk-wrapped body bounced about on the bed and muffled sounds of fear and terror came from beneath the gag. Norris waited long enough to see Mandy climb out of bed, so that he could get another look at her magnificent naked body. Then he set about making them breakfast and getting ready for the day ahead.

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The rope coils extended all the way up to Sarah's shoulders, binding her so severely that the only movement left was where her head disappeared under the muffling layers of the silk blindfold, gag and silk pillowcase hood. The very muffled sounds of anguish could barely be heard from the silk swathed head and Stephanie looked at her tightly-wrapped silken mummy with undisguised glee. Oh, yeah!" the white robber said as he moved his fingers inside Kat. "How does that feel, sheriff?" Who are you,” Paula whispered, but there was no reply, just the blank white mask as she watched the woman place two coils of rope and a pale blue bandana on the bed. She then pointed at Paula, before making a twirling motion with her gloved finger. I saw the frown on her face and I could tell that the guys were going to have to stay away longer. I didn't pay any attention to the rest of the conversation. I was too depressed. I slumped down on the sofa and cried. I missed Brian a lot.