torso of the suit. Each of the outside straps he stretched tight to
the canopy frame, while each of the inner-facing ones he pulled taught
to it’s mate on the opposing limb. The last touch was to remove the
pulley-ropes, so that the heavy suit and straps alone supported her
weight. When he was done, Mandy was suspended between a web-work of
straps, the rubber suit stretched out a little at each attachment
point.
When finished, Mr. Dodds stepped back to admire her. She was still
wearing the the thin latex catsuit underneath of course, but with the
addition of the shiny red bondage suit laced tightly over it. The
straps pulled this out from her body at dozens of places, and this,
combined with the tightly stretched mittens and feet spreading her in
mid air, made her body appear stretched as well into a strange, yet
erotic caricature of the female form, the stretched points giving the
red rubber the appearance of thorns.
She was taking deep breaths now, her breasts heaving, in order to get
enough air in the confines of the suit, and Dodds watched her for
several minutes.
After a short while he nodded to himself, hefted half of the cast under
each arm, and whistled his way downstairs.
Moving between Jason and Flora, the stranger turned off the treadmill
and vibrating massager. As they looked up in surprise, he smiled.
“Hello,” he said, and then frowned as Flora shook her head wearily.
Though her worst fears had come true; a stranger was in their house
while she was helplessly trapped in Mandy’s devilish equipment, she was
too exhausted from her ordeal to do anything but relax within her
bondage, taking advantage of the relief from the insidious treadmill.
Of course, her relaxing was visible only as a bend at the knees, since
her harness held her up, the rigid corset stiffened her back, and her
hands were still held fast to her hips by the thick rubber gloves that
were glued there.
The stranger frowned at her lack of response, then noticed the box at
her belt, from which lead connected to her helmet. He flipped the
switch on the box, and watched her face. When nothing happened, he
began again.
“My dear people, I am Mr. Dodds. You have nothing to fear. I am an
old friend of Ms. Rafool’s, and I’m perfectly aware of her unusual
hobbies. I’ll be releasing you shortly, but I’m afraid I’m not here to
rescue you.
You see, I am your new master, at least for a while.” He let those
words sink in for a moment.
Flora was stunned by this strangers appearance from nowhere, and even
more surprised by his cool assumption of authority over them. She
thought furiously, wondering how he had gotten onto the property, or
for that matter, how he had gotten past Mandy’s two protection-trained
Rottweillers. She had no intention of surrendering to this intruder
without Mandy’s reassurance. For all she knew, this guy could be an
axe-murderer. She also realized that their visitor was a large and
powerfully built man, so for the moment, she offered no resistance as
he proceeded to undress her.
She squirmed a bit in embarrassment as he removed the dildos from her
in plain view of Jason. Did he have to do this here, right in front of
Jason, she thought. As she stood shivering, wet with lubricant and
sweat, she wondered if perhaps this strange man could be legitimate.
She remembered now that Mandy had mentioned one or two men in her life
once, but it had been a long time ago, and she couldn’t remember the
details. She was certain that Mandy hadn’t had any men here since
Flora had moved in, although she knew that Mandy was bisexual.
She remembered that that Mandy had taken several business trips last
…End of the part55. To be continued..